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huskersbooze · 2 months

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Part 2 of Who's in Control?

Cordial

Alastor x Reader

| Part 1 | Part 2(here!) | Part 3 |

Summary : You and Alastor are still struggling to get back on good terms, both coping, but you still can't forget what he had done. Meanwhile, things with your soul's contract is going downhill..

Pairings : Alastor x F!Reader (M!Reader here, Gn!Reader here) , Huskerdust(?)

Warnings : Valentino(he doesn't actually do anything he just sucks)

Additional Tags : Still kinda angst(sorry), cussing

Ib : Cordial by Set it Off

Word count : 1.2k

A/N : By popular request, I think I have an overall plot for this originally-to-be-oneshot? There will be more parts to come in the future <3 thank you all for being patient with me

"Hey.. ya’ wanna open the door for a sec?”

You roll off your bed and lazily walk over to open the door. Without looking, you unlock the door and let him in, turning to curl back up in bed.

“How ya’ holding up..?” Angel asks, seeing you in such a state making his heart ache. “We’re all really worried about you.”

“I’m fine, Angel.” You wrap yourself in your blankets and sit on the bed, Angel following.

“You haven’t come down in days. Charlie asked me to check on you.” He says.

“Does she know..?”

“About you and creepy face? Sorta.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“They all know something’s going on between ya’ two. They just don't know what.”

“Great.. let's keep it that way.” You try to force a smile but to no avail.

It was quiet for a moment. Awkward at first, yes, but you both started to enjoy the company.

“We're really worried about you.. ya'know? I'm worried.”

“Thanks.” You hum. “I appreciate it.”

“You gunna’ come get breakfast..? It'll be quick, I promise.”

“Is Al down there?”

“No.” He simply replied. “We don't really know what he's up to lately.”

“What d’you mean?”

“He's also been isolatin’ himself. We don't actually see him much around the Hotel.”

You stay quiet.

“What are we waiting for? Don't want the food to get cold, do we?”

Angel perks up.

“I thought ya'd never ask.”

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You follow Angel down to the lobby, where everyone gathered and ate their breakfast.

The others were surprised to see you, to say the least, but they decided not to interrupt.

It was nice that Angel was able to have you out of your room, they wouldn't want anything to make you go back.

“Hey, kid.” Husk whispers, handing you a plate of pancakes. “Your favourite.”

“Thanks, Husk.” You reply, giving him a genuine smile.

“Ya’ doing alright?”

You shrug. “Could be better.”

“Just glad you’re here, kid.”

“Glad to see you too.” You laugh, walking alongside Angel and Husk towards the table where everyone was having breakfast. “Good morning, guys.”

Everyone stays quiet — everyone consisting of Charlie, Vaggie and Sir Pentious only. Niffty was off dusting the halls.

“I’m fine, Charlie. Thanks for sending Angel to check on me.” You catch a glimpse of Charlie’s worried eyes glued to you, reassuring her it was okay.

“We’re glad to have you back.” She says.

Husk takes his normal seat, Angel on the right of him, leaving one open spot on the left.. not that he ate breakfast much, he usually showed up just to keep you company.. Alastor…

“How’s the breakfast, my dear?”

“It’s amazing! I don’t know why you never bother to try it.”

“I work better on an empty stomach. Plus, I’m more fond of deer.”

“Deer? You actually eat deer?” You asked, bewildered. “Like the whole thing?”

“Well, not the bones, of course not. But yes, I enjoy eating deer.”

“Aren’t you like.. a deer yourself?”

Alastor shoots you a look, and laughs whole-heartedly.

“You certainly don’t see Angel Dust befriending spiders in the hotel, do you?” He lets out another chuckle. “You are such a charmer. Besides, venison tastes exquisite.”

“I’ll try it sometime.” You shrug, taking another bite of your pancakes. “When do you eat this.. deer meal of yours?”

“Oh, all the time. In fact, I’ll be on my way to have it for breakfast later.”

“What’s stopping you from going now?” You tilt your head, licking off the syrup on your fork. Alastor stares at the sight and smiles, genuinely.

“You are, darling. I certainly can't leave a guest unattended.”

“What? Is that why you’re always here for breakfast but won’t actually eat anything? To accompany me?”

“By all means, if I’m intruding, do let me know and I’ll leave.”

“What? No!” You immediately finish your last bite of pancake. “I just think it’s time I accompany you for breakfast, don’t you think?”

His ears twitch.

“Come along then, darling.”

…

“Hey, kid, you alright?” You feel Husk give you a soft nudge on the elbow.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you blink and come back to your senses, seeing everyone staring at you with worry laced on their faces.

“You can go back if you want to.” Charlie says. “No pressure being here, really.”

“Oh, no, it’s okay. I’m okay.” You say, immediately taking a big gulp of your pancakes. “I was just lost in thought.”

“Look out for yourself, aight, kid?”

“Yes, dad.” You joke.

Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you, and you can already tell who it is.

You stiffen.

Everyone stiffens.

You feel him stiffen from behind you.

After a second or two, you feel the presence start to leave. Acknowledging the fact there were no open seats and he rarely came for breakfast, you let out a sigh and hoped you won’t regret this later on.

“Morning, Alastor.” It comes out barely a whisper, your eyes glued to your now empty plate. “I was just leaving, you can have my spot.”

“Thank you, darling.” He simply says, placing his plate down as you took yours and left towards the kitchen. You could hear his voice was audibly more tired and broken, but you couldn’t bear looking him in the eyes.

You finish washing your plate in the kitchen, and as you turn, you see Alastor, standing right in your face, nearly bumping into him.

“Jeez! You scared the shit out of me, Al.” You put a hand over your chest.

“Ah, sorry, darling.” He says, ears perking at the mention of the sweet nickname he secretly loved hearing. “It wasn't my intention to startle you.”

“It's fine.” You shrug it off, catching a glimpse of his gaze and immediately melting right into it. Fuck, you had to leave. Now.

“Dear, wait.” He calls after you, but you ignore him.

“Please. I never meant for any of this to happen.”

“And? Are you asking for forgiveness or what?” You sigh.

“I just hoped to apologise. I'm deeply sorry.”

“Okay.” You turn to leave. “Thanks for letting me know.”

“Darling, can we start over?”

“We can't get back to normal even if we both play pretend.” You don't bother turning to face him, your voice starting to shake. “None of this shit between us is cordial, Alastor.”

“But we're friends, dear-”

“Are we? Friends don't lie to each other and make one another sell their soul to them. Have a nice breakfast.”

Alastor shuts up, watching as your back turns the corner and like that, you're gone.

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“Alastor, how nice of you to join.”

“Valentino. Surprised you aren't taking care of the useless screen.” Alastor acknowledges.

“Vox didn't want to be here, so I thought I'd fill in.”

Alastor takes a seat next to Rosie as the overlord meeting continues on.

“Before we leave, Alastor, may we have an update on the girl?”

His eye twitches, gaze turning to face one of the overlords.

“I simply don't know what you're talking about.”

“Alastor.” They warn. “She's not just any soul.”

“Everything is fully under control, don't fret.”

“Just a reminder, Alastor~ If you fail, she's mine to take.”

“No need to remind me.” He smiles at Valentino, a bit too friendly.

Rosie sends Alastor a look.

Oh whatever is he going to do about this deal.

———/ TBC. /———

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gallavichsreddie1128 · 4 days

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You still want me? (Patrick Zweig)

Description: Even after 13 years Patrick still wants her.

Warning: Smut

Word Count:2,288k

Y/N laughed at Patrick’s pathetic attempts to sleep with her. He tried every second he could. Art was always weirded out by it and gave him a look. Sure, Y/N was hot but she wasn’t an object for sex and that’s what Art thought that Patrick thought of her. Y/N rolled her eyes as they sat in their hotel room drinking. “Patrick, that was weak.” “Yeah, really.” Patrick glared at his best friend, “Like you could do better?” He asked, Art nodded. “I very well could but I have a girlfriend that I love so.” Patrick flipped him off and turned back to Y/N, “So where were we?” She laughed at his question. “You were trying to fuck me, I am trying to relax.” “Well I could help you relax more.”

These weak attempts to sleep with her went on for years. Art and Tashi rolled their eyes as he said anything and everything he could to convince her. She never said No but she never said yes either. She ended up going to a different college than Art and Tashi and since Patrick didn’t go to college he never saw her. It wouldn’t be until Patrick and Art were in the challengers that he would see her again. Tashi invited her as a surprise. Sure Art and Patrick were facing one another but they were still friends.

And Tashi knew how bad Patrick wanted her. Y/N was still super hot and even more mature now that 10 years have gone by. Y/N walked through the doors of the hotel that Tashi sent her. It was a nice one, a very nice one. She looked around and saw Tashi by the elevator. She gasped and waved as Tashi waved back just as excited. Y/N ran over to her and gave her a big hug, “Oh I missed you.” “I missed you too.” After their little moment they got in the elevator. “So how’s everything been?” Tashi asked. Y/N smiled and looked at her, “Pretty good.” “Have a boyfriend?” Y/N laughed at the question and shook her head No.

Tashi thought that was perfect especially for Patrick. As the exited the elevator to her room Y/N asked her, “So does he still talk about me?” Referring to Patrick. Tashi smiled, “Here and there. I’m sure he’ll be happy to see you.” Y/N smiled at the thought. She kinda missed all his horrible ways of trying to sleep with her. “They are currently practicing. Settle in some and we will go down there.” Tashi said.

They walked to the court were the two boys or now men practiced. Y/N smiled as Art came into view. He still looked the same, just shorter hair and more muscle. She then saw Patrick and dear god she couldn’t believe it. He had facial hair now and damn did he look good. Tashi and Y/N stood by the seats watching them. They hadn’t noticed that they were watching them until Tashi cheered, “Go Art!” “Go Patrick!” Y/N yelled and Patrick looked over at her and froze. “Y/N?” He whispered in shock. Y/N waved at him, he totally missed the ball and Art would have gotten the point. Art looked over and smiled at Y/N.

They both walked over to the ladies, “What are you doing here?” He asked, so happy to see her. “I came to watch you guys play.” He smiled at her words. “You two should catch up, Art and I are going to go.” Tashi said, dragging Art away. That was her plan the entire time. Get them alone and see where it goes. “So you wanna go over to the bar and catch up?” He asked. She nodded and smiled.

“So this is what you’ve been up to all these years?” She asked, he nodded. “Yup. Just Tennis.” “Sounds awesome. Art and you against each other? That’s going to be crazy.” She said, “ Yeah but you’ll be rooting for me.” He joked. She laughed and sat her drink down. “Maybe. How would your girlfriend feel about that?” He chuckled, “I don’t have a girlfriend.” Her jaw dropped. “What?” He asked, she shook her head. “You look like that and you don’t have a girlfriend?” “Look like what?” “Hot.” She motioned to him.

“You look hot.” God his younger self would be freaking out right now. Who was he kidding? He was freaking out now. “You think I'm hot?” He asked, scooting closer to her. “You’ve always been hot.” She said, looking at him. “Then how come you never slept with me?” He asked. She shrugged, “You just didn't have game.” She laughed. “What if I have game now?” She picked up her drink and took a sip of it without breaking eye contact. “You still want me? After all these years?” She asked. “Are you kidding me? Of course I do. A change of heart was never in my plans.” She turned to him, “Then I guess I’d have to sleep with you Patrick.” She said softly.

He walked her back to her hotel room that Tashi gladly paid for. She turned towards the man and smiled, “This is me.” She said and he chuckled. He turned towards her, “Just like old times, eh?” She laughed and shook her head. He always used to walk her to her room and then try to sleep with her as if he wasn’t already on the way to the room. “Pretty much.” He looked down and Y/N’s face dropped.

He hadn’t tried to sleep with her yet and it bugged her. She actually would right now. “Patrick.” She whispered. He looked up at her. “Come inside.” She told him. As soon as she got the door open he picked her up and turned her around, making her gasp. He pinned her up against the door. She stared at him wide eyed as he stared back. Her breathing started to pick up, her heart started beating. He leaned in slowly causing her eyes to wander towards his lips until they touched hers.

She kissed back and it felt amazing. Her hands wrapped themselves around his head and laced through his hair. He deepened the kiss, pushing her more against the door. Their lips moved against each other until the air ran out of their lungs. But even then when he pulled away her lips followed wanting more of the kiss. “Patrick, please.” She whispered. He smirked, happy that he finally had her right where he wanted. Her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer to her. He chuckled and kissed her again.

He moved her away from the door and on the bed. They broke apart from the kiss again, this time to remove clothes. It was like they couldn’t get their clothes off fast enough. He pushed her down on the bed once they were bare. She fell back and looked up at him. He smirked as he ran his fingers up her legs to her thighs. Her breathing picked up as he neared her pussy. He decided to tease her and not touch her where she wants, no needs him. “Patrick, don't tease me.” She whined. “Oh I can’t tease you but you’ve been teasing me for the past 10 years?” He asked with a fake pout. She huffed out as he smirked.

That damn smirk, it was so sexy and perfect. He finally dragged a finger up her slit, causing her to moan. “Oh that sound was perfect.” He said and did it again. She moaned again. He decided that he wanted to hear more of her moans so he stopped teasing her and began rubbing her clit. The sweet moans fell from her lips as he toyed with her. Her hips lifting up trying to get more of his touch. He chuckled as he watched her do so. He got on his knees and decided he wanted to taste her. She felt his breath on her pussy making her lean up on her elbows to see what he was doing. He gave her his famous smirk before he gave her slit a big lick.

She gasped at the feeling of his tongue on her and that encouraged him to continue. Her hands laced through his hair as he ate her out. He was really good at it but he’s been with so many women so that didn’t surprise her. He felt like he had died and gone to heaven. This was his dream and it was coming true. “You taste so fucking good. Better than anything i’ve ever had.” He groaned. Her whines and moans got louder as the vibrations of his words went to her core. “Patrick.” She moaned loudly. He loved the sound of her voice especially with his name falling from her lips. When she came, it was a lot and all over his face. He lapped it up like a puppy dog.

She had to push his face away from how sensitive she was getting. Once she calmed herself from her orgasm she opened her eyes to see the man with a smirk and his face wet from her juices. She leaned up to his face and kissed him, moaning at the taste on his lips. His beard was wet with her but he didn’t mind one bit. Without breaking the kiss he crawled over her and hooked one of her legs over his hip. She gasped against his lips as she felt his dick run up against her clit. “I want you to beg for me to be inside of you like all those years I begged to be inside of you.” He said against her lips before moving down to her neck. She moaned lightly as he sucked on her. Her breathing is still not steady from her orgasm.

“Patrick please I want you inside of me.” She said, he hummed against her and pulled away. “I said beg not tell me.” He told her. She whined at the need for him to be inside of her. “Please Patrick, I want your big dick inside of me.” She begged, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “You can do better than that. Even I did.” She wanted to roll her eyes but held that back to beg him once again. Once again it just didn’t work causing him to laugh. Of course he wanted to be inside of her but he wanted her to want him just as much as he wanted her. “Patrick I want you inside of me so bad. I need it. I’ve always needed it ever since I've met you. Patrick please.” She whined. “Perfect.” He said before pushing inside of her. She moaned loudly. He was big, bigger than any other guy she’s been with. He cupped her face, “You feel fucking amazing baby. I’m right where I belong.” He tells her as he starts thrusting.

His words and praises made her wetter. So wet that you could hear it. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of this moment. That was a mistake because the second he closed his eyes she flipped them over and now she was on top riding him. He let out a moan as he saw her tits bouncing. “So you wanted me to beg just for you to fuck me like that?” She asked. “I wanted you to fuck me Patrick, fuck me like you’ve waited 10 years for this pussy.” She said. “I have.” He groaned out. Her on top actually made this a lot better for him. He leaned up and shoved his face in her tits and she rode him.

Both of them making their own noises of pleasure. The feeling of his beard on her nipple tickled but she loved it. Her hands moved to his head to hold him there. She threw her head back and enjoyed the moment. It wasn’t that much time before she was clenching around him like crazy. He pulled away from her tits to look at her face. She opened her eyes to look at him. “Are you close?” He asked through a groan. She nodded and whined. “Yes.” “I want to watch you fall apart.” He told her. She whined at his words and her breathing picked up. She was so close to the edge.

He leaned back and laid down as he watched her fall apart. Her jaw dropped and she cried out cries of his name as he felt her drench his cock. Her eyes rolled back and her hips stuttered. She looked so fucked out and so beautiful. “Fuck.” He breathed out. She was still riding him, helping him reach his orgasm. He wasn’t a noisy guy during sex but she was making it hard. “Why are you holding back? You sound hot Patrick.” She told him, running her fingers down his chest. He started twitching inside of her. “Give it to me Patrick. Let go for me.” She said and he did what she told him to. He whined her name as he came inside of her.

She let him ride out his orgasm before she collapsed next to him. Both of them panting and sweating. He chuckled and looked over at her, “What’s so funny?” She asked. “I just fucked my dream girl.” “Well she fucked you.” Y/N pointed out. “Either way.” She turned towards him and smiled. “So now that you’ve fucked your dream girl, what’s next?” He pulled her closer, “I plan to wife her up.” He said and she smiled. “Your dream girl could get down with that.” She said to him with a laugh. He leaned in and kissed her, remembering to thank Tashi later for this experience.

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mydeerfellow · 4 months

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The Rubber Ball Of Uncontrollable Honesty

“I honestly wouldn’t fuck anyone in the room besides you! And maybe him!” Angel pointed at Husk, then Alastor.

“Really?” Both of them said at the same time, looking speculative and mortified in turn.

“And Vaggie but only if she had a strap—”

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“Fuck you especially.”

The room was overwhelmingly, awkwardly silent as everyone collectively looked up from the bags of Lucifer’s old shit they’d come across in one of the storage rooms in the basement. Alastor was the last to look up, and seemed shocked that he had even said anything.

“Uh… thanks?” Angel blinked, taken aback by the sudden hostility.

Alastor laughed nervously. “What? No! No, I just think you’re very strange and you make me incredibly uncomfortable! AHA! What the fuck?” He flailed and dropped the small rubber ball he had been messing with.

“Wow, that was… really, really honest, Alastor!” Charlie applauded awkwardly. “Um… I mean, maybe a little… abrupt…” She looked at Angel, who seemed torn between amusement and genuine surprise. “But! But, at least you were open, and… and you—”

“An’ he didn’t mean to say any of that shit. What the hell’s this thing, anyway?” Husk cut her off and stalked forward, eyeing the rubber ball on the floor. “You still feelin’ honest there, boss?” He looked at Alastor, who immediately pivoted to look away, but not before speaking: “Yooouuu— have enormous eyebrows!”

“You wanna fork it over now, or are we gonna wait for you to drop a bombshell?” Husk held out a hand, one brow raised, and for a moment it looked like Alastor might haul back and punch him. Then, he picked up the ball and put it squarely into Husk’s palm. “Ha ha! Now the curse is passed to you!”

“What kinda bullshit Curse Of The Mummy bullshit are you on right now? You can’t just pass it along to the next poor schmuck who tries to help! You know what? Fuck you. Figure it out your own fucking— ah well, shit.” Husk threw the ball at Angel, who caught it with a bit of a fumble.

“I honestly wouldn’t fuck anyone in the room besides you! And maybe him!” Angel pointed at Husk, then Alastor.

“Really?” Both of them said at the same time, looking speculative and mortified in turn.

“And Vaggie but only if she had a strap—”

“Gimme that, you dick.” Vaggie used a broom handle to knock the ball out of Angel’s hands and it rolled over to Niffty’s feet, who immediately held it above her head with a screech.

“Yes, dear?” Alastor patted her head as she wheezed excitedly.

“I would marry a bug if I could, just so I could stab him to death in his sleep and steal his money!”

The silence was overwhelming, and even Alastor looked somewhat put off by her… honesty. “Okay. That’s very disturbing and I think you could use some professional help.” He said at last. “Oh dear, it’s still working.”

“I got committment issues, so I’m never gonna actually fuck you.” Husk let Angel know, who nodded sagely. “That guy really fucked up my whole everything, honestly.” He pointed at Alastor, who raised his hands innocently.

“That’s okay, sex is more of a job anyway, let’s be real.”

“I wish I could stab a bad boy right now.” Niffty yelled.

“You know what, Niff? We’re gonna just… put a pin in that, okay?” Charlie laughed nervously and snatched the ball before anyone else could accidentally pick it up. “Sooo, anyway… I thought my mom got rid of this a long time ago. See, I had this kinda little lying issue when I was really little, so Dad made this!” She held it up and squinted at it. “It just makes you kinda wanna tell the truth. Or it used to, anyway. I think the spell got a little wonky, ‘cause I never… did what you guys are doing.” She looked over at Alastor and Husk, who were giving detailed descriptions of everything they didn’t like about each other while Angel offered background commentary on their personality flaws.

“If I had my time back I’d have drowned you in a washing machine when I had the chance!” Alastor said sweetly. “In fact, the only reason I don’t do that is because the dear, sweet child who runs this hotel would almost certainly be upset if I redecorated her foyer with—”

“That’s a fucking riot comin’ from a man who bends over backwards every time his floozy fuckin’ friend barks up your tree wantin’ a favor for dick-all!”

“At least I have a friend~”

“I got plenty of those, pal!”

Alastor pursed his lips, giving Angel a window of opportunity to jump in. “Aw, come on, maybe now’s not the time, huh? What’s the fun of a bitch fight when everybody’s gotta be stone-cold honest?” He held up his hands and smiled nervously, sidling between Alastor and Husk. “Nobody’s gonna come out on top, amirite? Come on, Charlie.” He waved at her behind his back and she jumped in valiantly.

“I think… we’re all probably going to say things we don’t really mean.”

“It’s a truth… ball… thing! Ain’t the point to be honest?” Husk spat, even as he backed off.

Charlie himmed and hawwed for a second. “Not really. Honesty’s kind of… hard. I don’t think it’s wrong to have a little bit of a… a… Vaggie, help. What am I saying?”

“Honesty’s got a lot of shades of gray. This shit just tries to make it black and white. I’m glad your Mom tossed it in here.” Vaggie covered Charlie’s hands, and the ball, with her own. “I think it’s probably better to just destroy it for good, though. Don’t you?”

The full body relaxation that Vaggie caused in Charlie was probably something that could be marketed and sold for a small fortune, just based on the broad smile on her face. Between their hands, the ball crumbled into dust.

“Well, I, for one, would fuck you any day of the week, and twice on Sunday!” Alastor exclaimed loudly, gesturing at Angel with both hands, who looked like he was seeing the sunrise for the first time. “Oh good, it worked!” He added after a pause, laughing uproariously at his own joke as he walked up the stairs. “I’ve got to go wash my brain with bleach, thank you all for this horrible experience!”

“What about once on Sunday?!” Angel yelled up after him, cackling when he was flipped off with both hands as the door slammed shut. “Ah, I’m wearing ‘em down. Just you wait.”

Husk shuddered and mock-gagged. “Maybe you should just stay down here an’ think about why you’re the way you are.” He patted Angel on the shoulder as he brushed past, following Alastor upstairs. “Niffty, don’t lick the dirt. You don’t know where’s it’s been.” He added, as Niffty was currently attempting to suction the truth ball dust off the unfinished floor.

“Cool, that’s my cue to skedaddle. C’mon, basket case, let’s go wash yer tongue before it falls off.” Angel picked up Niffty by the back of the shirt and tossed her up the stairs and into Husk’s arms like a football. “You two comin’ or what? Lezbehonest, this ain’t the most romantic setting, but you do you, babes.”

“Did you just— we’re holding hands, Angel!”

“Hey, whatever tickles yer pickle.” He swung the door shut behind him, and turned off the light for good measure, plunging them into darkness while they both yelled after him and scrambled blindly for the stairs.

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toppersjeep · 7 months

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Part 4 Where Do We Go Now- Lando Norris X Reader

Masterlist

(A/N: currently listening to wanna be yours while writing this. and it feels very coded to this part so I’ll add it)

Your POV

I walked into my office at the paddock and noticed another note on my desk. But this time no gift. Which was weird. If it wasn’t Max or Charles then who kept doing this.

I opened up the letter.

The Letter:

Dear Y/N, I’ve always hated the way you looked at him and not me. Part of me always wished I could be him ,just so you’d look at me the same way. Do you ever see the way I look at you?? He’s never looked at you the way I do. Maybe it’s because he’s never loved you as much as I do. I wanna scream it from the rooftops. I don’t think he ever deserved you if I’m being honest. You deserved better than him. I can’t hide how much I want you anymore. It’s killing me not being able to tell you how much I want to be yours. All I’ve ever wanted was to be yours and for you to be mine. But I don’t know if you’ll ever feel the same way. So if you do want to know who this. Then meet me in the garage before the race in Austin. I can’t keep hiding this anymore.

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I set the note down. I knew what I had to do now. I ran out of my office.

“Y/N you going somewhere I need help with something” Oscar said. “It’s kinda important Oscar I gotta go” I said. “But they need you to race today” Oscar said. “What why” I said. “I don’t know but this is your opportunity go get it” Oscar said. “But your seat” I said.

“You are very talented and I know you can do this” Oscar said. “Thanks Osc” I said. I then walked over to the garage. I looked around not seeing anyone in the garage.

“Great this is hopeless just another stupid prank or something” I said to myself. Nobody was coming maybe this was all in my head. I sat on the wheel of Landos car.

I was only gonna wait a couple more minutes. Before I had to get ready to race. I then heard footsteps from behind me.

“I can’t believe you actually..” Lando said. “Lando” I said. “You showed up” Lando said. “You’ve been writing these” I said. “Yes I have and I’ve been dying to tell you” Lando said I stood up.

“Lando I” I said. “For years he’s gotten everything including you” Lando said. “All I’ve ever wanted was you.. but I didn’t know how to say” Lando said. “This is all so” I said.

“Confusing.. yeah I know but just listen to me” Lando said. “Lando I” I said looking into his beautiful eyes. “But I need you to know that I love you.. more than anything” Lando said. “Y/N I’ve loved you forever and I can’t hide it anymore” Lando said cupping my cheek.

“I…” I began to say but we were cut off. “Guys we gotta get ready and Y/N suit up” Zak said I nodded. “She’s racing” Lando asked. “Yeah Oscar has a concussion so he can’t she’s in” Zak said.

…

We finally lined up on the grid. I was in third place and Lando in second. Max was in first as usual. But I knew that I needed to win. And Lando and I already had a plan.

The team let us connect our radios. Being that I normally help him.

“Radio check Lando” I said. “Yeah I can hear you Y/N sounds good” Lando said. “He already knows your strategy so let’s switch things up” I said he laughed. “Spice it up a bit huh” Lando said.

“Exactly Lando” I said. “Well I got your back on this one” Lando said. “And I’ll defend your position” I said. “We’ve got this one in the bag” Lando said. “Then let’s give everyone a show” I said.

The race finally started. Lando got in front of me. I defended my position and his too. Behind me was Carlos. I knew he was quick but I couldn’t let him get through.

And of course Max was driving very dangerously. Trying to push Lando of the track.

“Lan you know the drill” I said. “Yeah I know but he’s being a dick” Lando said. “We will get him when she times right” I said.

It was down to the last two laps. Time went by. But Max didn’t pit and he was still on old tires. Lando and I knew what we were doing.

“Alright Lan you ready” I said. “Yep just be careful you know how he is” Lando said. We finally hit a straight. I went around the left and Lando went around the right side.

Max only saw the one strategy. So he was covering the right side. As I snuck through to take P1. And then Lando got by. Max was getting slower because of his old tires.

“That was a good operation Y/N” Lando said. “Stay behind me there’s DRS enough for you to pass me” I said. “Y/N..” Lando said. “Lando just go get your first win” I said. “You’d do that for me” Lando asked. “Yes of course Lando” I said. “But why” Lando said. “Because I love you” I said.

He then passed me and crossed the finish line. We got both of us up on the podium. We went around again and then parked the cars in our spots. “That was brilliant Y/N just brilliant” Zak said I took my helmet off. “Thank you” I said smiling.

“Y/N that was insane you guys over took Max beautifully” Oscar said. “See I do have good ideas” I said. “Everyone’s pissed at the Red Bull garage” Oscar said. “Good” I said. Lando came over. “First big win Lando congrats” Oscar said hugging him.

“This is so unreal” Lando said taking his helmet off. “You deserve it we are so proud of you” Zak said shaking his hand. “I’m on the podium” Lando said jumping around. He then went over and hugged his Dad. I smiled. Max ended up with fourth. Carlos got third.

“That was so good Y/N you are incredible” Carlos said hugging me. “Thank you Carlos” I said. “And very feisty that overtake my goodness” Carlos said. “You let him go ahead but why” Charles said. “Because..” I said looking at Lando. “Ah .. he’s the one writing the letters” Charles said.

“Well duh he’s been in love with her for years” Carlos said. “You knew” I said. “Yes I knew he was behind them I am his other best friend” Carlos said. “So now what” I said.

“Now you go get the guy” Charles said. I then walked over to Lando. “Lan” I said tapping his shoulder. “Ye..

He began to say I then kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me.

“WOOO WOO FINALLY” the crowed cheered. “go Y/N that’s my girl” Kika yelled. “Finally” Carlos said. “I…” I said. “I love you” Lando said. “I love you” I said he smiled and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Double podium baby let’s go” Lando said spinning me around. “We did it” I said. “First F1 win for Y/N” Lando said the team cheered. “Can you put her down we need her” Zak said. Lando set me down. “Right your right” Lando said.

Later..

We all went out to celebrate our double podium. A lot of the team came and our friends too.

“Y/N let me just say that was some race” Lewis said. “I still can’t get over her letting him pass” Charles said. “Oh mate you wouldn’t have let me through” Carlos said looking at Charles.

“No not if I’m faster and she was” Charles said. “Did you not hear the radio message” Kika said. “No what was it” Charles said. “He asked why she wanted him to pass” Kika said. “And then she said because I love you” Kika said.

“Awww well that’s kinda sweet” Charles said. “But what about Carlando” Carlos said sadly. “You know I love you too Carlos” Lando said I laughed. “But he loves Y/N more” George said. “True” Lando said I smiled.

“I mean I’m pretty great” I said. “Yeah yeah.. you are the best” Lando said pulling me closer to him. “I have to document this I feel like a proud Dad” Daniel said taking a picture of me and Lando. “Dan send me those” I said.

“Of course I will” Daniel said setting his camera down. After the dinner we went back to the hotel. Lando and I walked to our rooms. Which we had alone. But something felt different.

“Umm…never mind” Lando said. He was about to go into his room. “Wait” I said he stopped. “What” Lando said. I then ran over and kissed him. “Can I stay” I said looking at him. “Yes I’d like that” he said smiling.

…….……

The next day

“Oh did I wake you I’m sorry” Lando said. “No une sunlight did” I said rolling over. “Oh my bad I must’ve hit that” Lando said shutting the blinds. “Mmmh that’s better” I said.

“If I’m being loud I can go out” Lando said I looked over at him and smiled. “What’s the smile for” Lando said. “Just admiring you” I said. “Ah checking me out” he said. “A bit” I said he laughed. “And” he said. “My best friends super hot” I said.

“You are too cute” Lando said. “I think I’m stealing your shirts more often it” I said. “Well you do look good” Lando said. “Then take a picture” I said jokingly. “Hmm” he said grabbing his camera. “Can I be the jpg account muse” I said. He sat on the bed and took my picture.

“You’ve always been my muse” he said. I hid my face. “That’s so cheesy” I said. “And I love you is that too cheesy” Lando said. “No it’s not” I said he kissed me. “Good cause I really really love you” Lando said. “I love you Mr. Norris” I said. He put his camera back on the table. He then turned the light off.

“Can you cuddle me”I said. “Mmmh” he said laying behind me getting back under the blankets. “Perfect now I’m gonna go back to sleep” I said as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Okay I love you” he whispered in my ear kissing my cheek. And that was the last thing I heard before falling back asleep.

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rwby-encrusted-blog · 3 months

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Ruby: MMmm-MH! Goooood Morning Yang!

Yang: *Brushing Teeth* M'rn Rbs!

Ruby: You're up bright and early. What's up?

Yang: *Spits in sink* Me and Blakey got a whole day planned-*Gargling & Swishing Mouthwash, Spits* We're gonna go for a walk in the park to get some pictures taken and do a little window shopping, then we're meeting up with her parents for lunch!

Ruby: You've got a whole day planned, Huh! Is there something special about to ... day ...

Ruby checks the calender - wednesday, Febuary 14th.

Valentines day

Ruby: Nonono! Not now! I haven't prepared!

Yang: Sorry Rubes! I gotta get dressed, so unless you wanna see me naked again, you should-

Ruby: I'm going, I'm going!

~~~~~

Ruby: Hey Weiss! Blake and Yang are busy-

Weiss: I have Dates planned Ruby! I'm afraid I can't help you.

Ruby: With- I'm sorry did you say 'Dates' as in Dates Plural?

Weiss: Yes I did.

Ruby: Isn't that kind of-

Penny: Salutations Ruby! I am here to see My Valentines for the day!

Ruby: Penny? You're going out with Weiss?

Jaune: I am too! We're going to be switching on and off throughout the day!

Ruby: What.

Penny: Knowing that you identify as 'Asexual' I inquired what romance felt like to Weiss, who was on her way to ask Jaune on a 'date.' Jaune brought up how Polyamorous relationships were uncommon but plausible, so Weiss agreed to spend her time with us both!

Ruby: ... Oh.

Weiss: Yes, and I still need to finish readying up! Please leave so that I may Dress!

~~~~~

Loud Thumping and groaning may be heard behind Ren and Nora's Door, along with slapping sounds.

Ruby: I dunno why I thought they'd be doing anything else.

~~~~~

Oscar: Hey Ruby! What're you up to?

Ruby: Finding you! Everyone else is busy with Valentines, so I figured "hey, Oscar hasn't seemed interested in anyone, and he know what romance is" so I looked for you so we could have a Totally Platonic hangout. Which, for Valentines day would be weird-

Whitley: *Barging in* Hello my Evergreen~ I brought Cinnamon raisin Oatmeal cookies for my most sweet of sweets~

Oscar: Uuuhh ... Sorry Ruby, I'm kinda busy?

Ruby: ￣へ￣

~~~~~

Ruby: *Knocking on Door* HEY UNCLE QROW!

Robyn: *Wrapped in a towel* Sorry kid, He's busy in the Bathroom.

Ruby: ... i though him and Clover-

Clover: I'm here Too!

Qrow: I got a big heart Kid! Now leave and let me bathe with these guys, or I'll tell them about your seventh brithday!

Clover: Now that I wanna hear!

Ruby: You wouldn't!

Robyn: *Holding Qrow's hand* He Would.

Ruby: ... Got it. Have a nice time. Please leave a sock on your handle next time this happens!

~~~~~

Ruby: ...

Emerald: How do they feel now?

Mercury: *Rubbing his legs, crying Slightly* They feel Real. They feel like they're back.

Ruby: Well That's sweet.

Emerald: We're trying. I'd talk more but concentration-

Ruby: And Merc seems like he needs you, have a nice day.

~~~~~

Ruby: Hey Winter-

Winter: ...

Cinder: *On Winter's shoulder* ...

Ruby: ... I'll be going.

~~~~~

Ruby: Hey Miss Schnee-

Willow: *sweaty and Flushed* Hello Dear! I'm afraid I don't have much time-

Kali: Willow~ We have time for one more round before me and Ghira need to see our Kitten~

Ruby: Just go-

Willow: I can take a break if you need-

Ruby: I'll be fine, i get it-

Willow: Seriously, If you need something-

Ruby: Thank you, but I'm good, all good, go have your fun-

~~~~~

TaiYang: Hey! You've reached the Personal Scroll of Taiyang Xiao Long! At the moment I am pounding someone's ass right now, and Can't reach you! PLease leave a message at the Tone!

Ruby: *Hangs up* Safe to assume that's where Raven is.

~~~~~

Ruby: ... Hey? Hey Torchwick!

Roman: *Sitting at a table at a cafe* Little Red, I'm not in the mood for any of our games today.

Ruby: What do you mean?

Roman: Look, Neo's a free spirit, and on today of all days, she's reveling in Warm bodies rather than cold blood, leaving little ol' me out to dry, just cause the way I get down and Dirty is only ever stylish not sexy.

Ruby: ... yeah, I get that. Everyone I can think of is either being horny or romantic. It's annoying.

Roman: Oh-ho-ho! It seems the little nightmare for all the criminals in Vale is and Ace of Spades, huh?

Ruby: Well ... *Unfurling Crescent Rose as she takes a seat* Wrong Farm tool, but yeah, my flags fly white, gray, Green and Purple.

Roman: ... how about truce for today? I get the feeling if we stay out of each other's trouble our friends and family can have a nice day.

Ruby: No assault, theft from Mom and Pop shops, no murders, no trafficking and no destruction of property.

Roman: ... take off destruction of property.

Ruby: Hostile architecture only.

Roman: *Extending his hand* Deal.

Ruby: *shaking his hand* Sweet.

#rwby #ruby rose #roman torchwick #NOT rosewick #platonic rosewick?#bumbleby #whiteknight #frostbyte #frostknyte #rich farmers #renora #true fairgame #jailbyrds #fairgame #cinwin #emercury #tairaven #rwby pheonix #rwby shitpost

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Thinking again about theater kid Dustin so naturally I had to come to you 💙 Specifically I’m thinking about Dustin auditioning for a community theater production of Jesus Christ Superstar with an eccentric director who convinces Eddie to audition for Judas. He knows his reputation and thinks his notoriety will add an extra meta layer to the role (and get some butts in the seats he’s gotta keep the lights on somehow). Eddie is reluctant to put himself in the spotlight but ultimately does cause Dustin is excited about it. Also he’s really good? He plays it completely sincerely which no one is expecting, really leans into the interpretation that Judas was in love with Jesus and amps up the tragedy. (Afterwards Steve also asks him if that kiss with Jesus is in the script or…?)

i love this so much, thank you for sharing with me! ❤️ theatre kid Dustin is just so incredibly precious & i just love the thought of him having so much fun with it in his future. like i see him as such a little social butterfly, i think everyone in the theatre group would adore him (i’m always so upset when his peers make fun of him at the snow ball, no, that’s my boy!!!)

and oh my god Jesus Christ superstar yes!!! yeah i can see Eddie being so hesitant about it, like the thought of how certain factions of hawkins might still view him makes him nauseous.

but the director—who maybe knows through close-knit community theatre circles that a very young Eddie once played Action in West Side Story (i love your story so much ❤️)—has one last parting shot which convinces him.

“So you never want to have fun ever again?”

… Huh, Eddie thinks.

he still asks for Dustin’s approval, all too concerned with the thought that this is Dustin’s thing and maybe he’s overstepping or something, or—

“Holy shit, that’s some seriously impressive over-thinking,” Dustin says. “You’re my friend, asshole.”

And maybe he says it with a tone, but he means I wanna hang out more with you not less!

so Eddie takes the role and of course he’s brilliant—okay everyone’s got opinions on the auto tune used in Tim Minchin’s rendition but dear god the depths in his eyes, the acting. also maybe the director does a present day take like that version did & Eddie’s jokingly like “I could wear the hellfire tshirt” & the director’s eyes light up & Eddie quickly goes, “No. That was a joke, it wouldn’t even make sense.”—and maybe there’s something empowering in playing this figure when people once said his name and the Devil’s in the same breath.

Maybe, maybe.

and oh we all know who Eddie is thinking about when he’s singing:

I don't know how to love him I don't know why he moves me He's a man, he's just a man He's not a king, he's just the same As anyone I know He scares me so

and

Does he love, does he love me too? Does he care for me?

And oh on a lighthearted note, Steve asking if the kiss is in the script has me in hysterics, especially if this is pre-them getting together.

just the thought of Steve staring grumpily any time there’s a scene with Jesus & Judas—the guy who plays Jesus is maybe like a couple years older than Eddie, not originally from Hawkins perhaps so he’s kinda not fully aware of Eddie’s history & sure, he’s nice, but he’s just not on Eddie’s radar at all.

So when Steve asks if the kiss was in the script (not that he cares! At all! He doesn’t care! Look at how much he doesn’t care!), Eddie stares at him for a long moment and says, “Steve. Did you think I improvved the Bible?”

Dustin, who is also here—currently doing English homework up on a barstool in Steve’s kitchen while Eddie & Steve lounge on the couch—sighs very loudly and says, “How the fuck am I supposed to know what role dialogue plays in Much Ado About Nothing?”

Eddie waves a hand distractedly at him. “Just make it up.”

“I can’t just because my way through Shakespeare,” Dustin says, adds in a huffy undertone, “this isn’t one of your campaigns.”

Eddie mimes being stabbed in the heart. “Oh, betrayal!”

“So it was in the script?” Steve says.

“Oh for—yes, Steve, it was,” Eddie says. “It’s called acting. Also, it was on the cheek.”

“So?”

“So—ugh, just—” Eddie tugs on Steve’s wrist impulsively, while another part of his brain is screaming in vain for him to stop. “Come here.”

“What’re you doing?”

“I’m just showing you how fucking little it—”

I’m never finishing this essay, Dustin thinks. My home life is distracting and chaotic.

And Eddie kisses Steve very very chastely on the cheek, just to show it was nothing, that’s all, but Steve can feel Eddie’s breath on his skin, the warmth of his lips, and Eddie doesn’t really think it through until he does it and then oh shit, his heart is pounding—

“Oh, yup cool,” Steve says. “That’s—yeah, wow, that’s it? Huh. I need some air.”

“From your own house?” Dustin says, to the front door already slamming shut.

And Eddie’s eyes are wide and shiny, like, did I fuck up, and it takes all of Dustin’s self control to not roll his eyes and slam his face into his book.

Then he softens a bit, remembers looking out into the audience and seeing Steve silently crying while Eddie sang You have murdered me.

“You’re so dumb,” Dustin tells Eddie as gently as he can. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“Uh.” Eddie blinks. “Did I—should I…?”

Dustin sighs wearily, slings his backpack over his shoulder. And he has a parting shot of his own:

“I’m not waiting through another production for you two to get your shit together.”

#i hope this repays even a little bit the joy i had thinking about this! ❤️#dustin henderson headcanons #eddie munson headcanons #steddie headcanon #steddie hcs #henderfam #steddie #eddie and dustin #steve and dustin #steddie ficlet #dustin henderson #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #JCS AU

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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Ok ok I just read your NoirXFlorist and I am so in love. A personal HC I have is that Noir’s giving love language is acts of service and so ⬇️

-Imagine Noir being colorblind, but he wants to help at your shop and since the easiest way to differentiate between flowers is color he learns other ways to tell the difference- scent, texture, size, shape, or just memorizing where a certain type of flower is most often stored, because he wants to help. -Also, if any heavy lifting needs to be done, he rushes to do it before you even get the chance, even if it’s just a box. “No, no, I got it, doll.” “A lady of mine shall not do any heavy work, not while I’m here.”

anon are you trying to kill me with cuteness and fluff.

BC IT'S WORKING OMGGGGG YEAH, NO, I WANNA MAKE A FIC OF THIS, THANK YOU FOR THE IDEA AND FOR SHARING :>

(i wish i could credit you anon, you and your big beautiful brain 😭😭😭🫂🫂 also reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <;:D)

(part 1)

so imagine:

it was a real hectic, busy day at your floral shop; people came flooding into your place more frequently, and while it was good for business, you were completely and utterly overwhelmed.

you managed a small establishment, and business was going well recently, but you were the only one working there, of course a pair of hands and a couple of fast feet can only do so much work.

peter'd have come in all chipper and point out the long line of people coming in, and then he'd see your tired, overworked face still smiling and wrapping up bouquets so darn fast.

he'd be in awe, of course, and fall in love with your hardworking and capable self, but he'd be super concerned as well for you so he'd pull you to the side as the influx of people died down for a bit and ask you with a concerned smile if you were okay.

"dear, you good? looks like you had to run several laps back there." he joked lightheartedly as he put his hands on your shoulders. "i know i'm not exactly the most helpful guy out there for this job, but if it gives you any comfort, i can help. i'm around you and the flowers all the time, i... i kinda got everything down about them." he said in a slightly cocky tone, but of course, it was to impress you with his new confidence since you first met him as a bumbling fool who was head over heels in love with you the moment you showed him just what kind of hidden beauty was lying in wait for him to discover.

you hesitated telling him you were okay and that he didn't have to bother himself to help you, because you were seriously considering getting some help at the very last minute to complete your clients' requests. "well... i'm actually kind of drowning over here, pete. i'm worried i can't do this on my own." you admitted.

peter smiled as he put his hand to your cheek. "don't you worry about a thing, i've got you. i meant it when i said i know everything there is know about the flowers here. i may not be able to tell which flowers are what color, but you of all people know a flower's color isn't the only thing worth nothing." he said with a small wink at you. yes, he'd been practicing that wink, he waited for the right occasion to use it on you.

it made you smile widely as peter agreed to help, and you had a lot of faith in him that he'd be able to ease your burden. you had shown peter the ropes before after work hours, it was another option for a date between you two. you loved how fast he picked up at tying the bouquets together, ringing up change, and memorizing the descriptions of the flowers; it really warmed your heart that he took interest in these things and was determined to show you he could do these things for you if you needed him to.

he got to work immediately, hoping that him having to interact with the customers would come as natural and easy as learning everything there is to know about the flowers; but humans are no flowers, they're significantly much harder to please, so that thought kind of scared him. but you were counting on him, that was all he could think about--you counting on him, you needing him right then and there.

you couldn't believe how different peter seemed when he was talking to the customers, helping them out as you tied up the bouquets. he appeared like a door to door salesman, and you meant that in the nicest way possible.

he seemed more upbeat, cheery, and... you dare say, a lot more charming. you two soon switched shifts, he was on tying and ringing up the bouquets, and you were the one helping out the customers pick flowers.

you were a little worried because you knew peter didn't do so well when having other people wait for him, it sort of intimidated him. you never taught him everything he now knows during work hours, it was just you two--and as pleasant as it was for both of you, you were still concerned how he'd be doing applying that practice in a real scenario.

but lo and behold, peter did it all in a jiffy. he didn't even need to use a calculator or do the math on paper, the minute he saw the flowers, counted them, and took note of other things--he could instantly give them their total, with tax. he was extraordinarily fast, too; he was extremely agile yet delicate with handling the bouquets, they were flowers, after all; they needed room to breathe, a single mistake can end in them being crushed, so of course, he was mindful of that, too.

soon, the day was ending; the sky had red, orange, pink, and purple strewn out over the horizon as the sun set. you and peter just finished up the last round of orders, and the floral shop was nearly empty by the time you were finished.

you both breathed out a breath you both didn't realize you were both holding in this entire time. the two of you laughed since you did it at the exact same time. "thank you for helping, peter. really, i... i don't know what i'd've done without you." you said as you went over behind the counter and stood next to him.

now this is when the shy, flustered peter parker comes back to you. he smiled at you widely and blushed profusely; leading all the way up to the tips of his ears, an innocent and pleasing mix of red and pink dancing on his cheeks.

"it's no biggie." he muttered, trying to sound as confident as he was earlier, but his defenses broke down when he caught you leaning closer to his face, your nose mere inches away from his own. he chuckled. "well... maybe it is kind of a biggie." he said as he put his hands on your arms and rubbed them lightly.

"well, thank you, again, pete." you repeated as you put your hand on the back of his. soon, peter noticed a truck coming by and a man coming down the truck with a clipboard in his hand, a few other men bringing boxes about and laying them by the door of your floral shop.

"oh, wait right here, pete." you said as you went over to talk to the man. peter watched as you signed the papers on the man's clipboard, thanked him, and... they left without helping you carry those boxes!

peter was enraged just the slightest bit as he watched you, your poor, overworked self, carry them into the floral shop without contempt for those men who didn't even bother to help. immediately, peter rushed to your aid, flung the door open, and took the box you were trying to carry away from you and into his arms.

"peter--!" you exclaimed as he took the box with ease. "i've got it, don't worry, really! i've already asked for your help today, this... i got this." you tried telling him, but he refused to listen and took box after box into the floral shop.

he smiled up at you and adjusted his glasses with one hand, carrying a box in his other hand. "no, no, i got it, doll. don't you worry about a thing, a lady of mine shall not do any heavy work, not while i'm here." he said as he flashed you another wink, he was getting better at it, you had to admit.

you blushed at his gallantry and general altruism towards you. you decided to reward him for all his hard work afterwards. he finished carrying the boxes and putting them aside. he turned to look at you as you walked into the floral shop, blushing a bit as you kept admiring how sweet he was towards you and for all his help.

"i really can't thank you enough for today, peter. it's far beyond what i originally asked you to do." you said as you took his hands into your own, and he blushed yet again. "of course. anything for you, my darling." he murmured, still admiring how soft and warm your hands were. you giggled. you opened a box to unveil a flurry of flowers of every kind in it, and you placed a flower behind his ear yet again.

he chuckled. "my, you never get tired of doing that, don't you?" he asks. you shake your head playfully. "it looks beautiful." you remarked. "it does?" he asked, a little joyful at that compliment. "well..." he said as he took a flower from the box that he thought was the prettiest and tucked it behind your ear, too. "i've always wanted to do that. and now... oh goodness, you're a complete and total beauty on your own, and now... oh, call an ambulance, love, i'm having a heart attack!" he said as he leaned over to brush his nose against yours, smiling and chuckling to himself all the while as his eyes stared intently into your own big, beautiful ones.

"i truly, truly love you, dear." he tells you as his lips are just centimeters away from your own. "and i love you, truly, pete." you reply as you close the distance between you two, kissing him as the sun sank down into the horizon--you two greeting the night with a loving kiss shared between you two.

maybe he should come out to help you more often, after all, such is to be done when you're planning to become one's husband, no?

a/n: BUIREBFIUBEVIUBHIUFEHIFIRFRBVIURBVBRVR I LOVED WRITING THIS SM AAAAAA TY AGAIN ANON HOPE YOU LIKE ITTTTT <33

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @fictarian @pixqlsin

#spider noir x reader #spider noir #across the spiderverse #spider noir x y/n #spider noir x you #spider noir fluff #itsv x you #itsv x reader #itsv #itsv noir #thank you anon for the inspo and ideas

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beeismessingaround · 2 months

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☆Hi! So i wanna post a little about my mha DR because im really hyperfixated on it rn😭

So here it goes Ig if you have any questions feel free to ask Im more than willing to respond

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MHA DR ♡

Name:Bianca

Nicknames:Bee,Bia

Age:15

Height:5'4

Pronouns;She/they

Nationality:Portuguese

Appearence

I don't have a faceclaim but I used AI to try and mimick what I kinda look like

Also if u see me using any pics where the hair is longer it still makes sense because I spontaneously change mine anyways

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Quirk ⭐️

Quirk Description: it's called celestial control and I can basically control the moon and the sun , and based on the time of day, as in if its day or night I have different abilities

Day; I have energy manipulation, energy absorption, light manipulation, manipulation of the light spectrum, pyrokinesis and I can change light into physical matter

Night; I can manipulate shadows and dreams, I can create illusions,manipulate gravity, I can teleport between shadows, I can control blood (which doesnt have to be in people's bodies) and have other vampirism attributes, I can also manipulate the stars and their light into weapons and blasts

Drawback; Guys I haven't thought of one yet HELP 😭😭😭

Also during solar eclipses something diff happens but I'll probably make a whole other post about that

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Hero Suit !

So I don't have like an official hero suit but just so you guys understand the vibe of the suit which isn't really a suit anyways

Now this does have some practical functionalities I haven't thought of which ones but it does also it isnt a dress in like the picture it has pants I promise

Backstory :D

My backstory is not as intriguing as half of the people here it's so cringy but like idk

My parents weren't exactly common folk in this case my mother was a pro-hero called storm (yes same powers but not that storm) and my dad was out of the picture. From an early age, I exhibited an affinity for the sun and moon.

As a child, my quirk manifested unexpectedly. One sunny afternoon, while I was playing in the backyard, I reached out to touch a sunflower.And to my surprise, the flower caught on fire. My mother and my grandma who were both there there at the time were both amazed and concerned.

But mother dearest being a pro here handled it pretty well I would say, later on during my younger years I jst kept discovering I could do stuff it's like every day I would wake up and it's like wow I didnt know I could do that

Neat Ig

Anyways I had a pretty chill childhood I'll say, but I did know shoto and Momo and Iida before coming to UA cuz rich people know rich people.

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Relationships <3

So my S/O is Bakugo but my dear people I have a DR that is practically the same as this one but my S/O is Shigaraki cuz he's my favourite character, I jst didn't know how to make him my S/O in this one and I love my Angry Pomeranian man aswell so, anyways if u see me calling Shigaraki my S/O its jst different DRs

Anyways he's so silly lol

Name:Katsuki Bakugo

Age:15

Height:6'1

Love language:Quality time and physical touch

(his definition of quality time is training until my bones are mush ☹️☹️☹️)

Confession:Angrily blurting it out in an argument...Guys I'm a sucker for this

10/10 accurate representation of our relationship

I'll probably make a separate post with scenarios I've scripted in my DR lol

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☆Now for the friendships !!

So my friendgroup is mostly the bakusquad, I've been a mha fan since 2019 so yes bakusquad is forever in my memories

But if you don't know here is the bakusquad members

☆Bakugo - S/O

☆Kirishima - He's honestly my like best guy friend here

☆Mina - I Love her SM my bestie <333

☆Sero - He's the mom friend I appreciate him

☆Denki - I'm so excited to jst do dumb shit with him

Yeah those are all my best friends emphasises on Mina tho

Out of the bakusquad I scripted 2 of my CR friends in

☆Bea - Either keeps me from doing dumbshit or does it with me i love her, I made her s/o todoroki cuz Im nice

☆Mari - Childhood friend I've known her for 9 years now I think,most loyal hoe on the planet, obsessed with mickey mouse,just that should let you know she needs no s/o

And I'm also rll good friends with Jirou, Hagakure and Tsuyu I'm clearly a girl's girl

I dont have a bad relantionship with anyone in class cuz I scripted mineta out #self-care

This is the seating and dorm arrangements btw and i will take no criticism for them😙

I FORGOT TO PUT AOYAMA IN THIS ONE BTW

There are the dorms which were also meticulously crafted to however the fuck I wanted them ☺️

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Anyways I think that's all I have to say for now ask any questions if u have them and yh sorry for any spelling errors english is not my first language

-Bee⭐️

#mha shifter #mha shifting #bnha shifting #bnha #mha #shifters #shifting realities #reality shifting #shifting #shiftblr

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atsadi-shenanigans · 2 months

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Feeding Alligators 38 - Gatekeep

Bite Night 2: Astarion is trying his best but you have the romantic awareness of a potato.

On AO3.

Y’all do not find the demon woman by the time evening rolls around. Wyll curses as the crickets chirp into twilight; stares out at the forest as y’all set up camp. You leave him be—comforting others ain’t your strong suite (you mostly just stand there all awkward because shows are liars and actually saying “there there” pisses people off more than it helps).

Shadowheart swings by to run her jesus hands over you again.

“You still feel stable,” she says.

You nod. Pause a moment, considering. Then, “You’re a cleric, yeah? Like, tied to a god or something?”

Her expression doesn’t budge from the cool neutrality she usually wears. “That’s what clerics are, yes. Why?”

You don’t know what you’re talking about. This world and its customs are fucking foreign as hell. Still. Something shivers in the back of your brain (not the worm this time, which seems to be dozing).

“Paladins are kinda the same? That one back there mentioned Tyr.”

She almost rolls her eyes. “The Lord of Justice. Paladins are sworn to their gods or goddesses. But they’re strictly fighters.”

Shadowheart carries a mace and seems real cozy bashing in skulls with it. You got an idea what that makes a cleric, but you also realize you don’t know which god she’s all cozy with (the concept makes your skin crawl).

“Who do you, uh, serve?” you say, totally suppressing the helpful urge to sneer.

That coolness freezes solid. “We’re all stuck together for the benefit of working as a group. But we barely know each other, and we’re all entitled to our own business.”

Oof. Some kinda sore spot.

You back down. “Sorry, didn’t mean to pry. I just…would you be able to tell? If those guys was, if there was something weird?”

Now she frowns. “Weird?”

Actual gods with real people as their servants (again, you smother your grimace). You don’t know shit, do you?

“Nevermind,” you say. “I just…this is all real new. Sorry to bother you and for, y’know, getting too personal. Won’t happen again.”

The ice around her seems to thaw just a touch. She gives a sharp nod. “Alright. And…thank you. For respecting my privacy.”

Which leaves you at Lae’zel’s tender mercies before bed.

You manage an actual push up.

***

So you’re flying pretty high as you drag your ass to your tent. Half the camp is bedded down for the night. Lae’zel—completely unfazed by running your ass into the dirt without so much as a hair out of place or a bead of sweat on her skin—takes first watch.

The spacing arrangement has definitely gelled; seems you’re assigned to the desk next to Astarion for this quarter. He lounges on his back amidst a pile of pillows—where in the hell did he pick up more of them? As you draw near, he sits up and spins around to face you.

“Hello, darling,” he says. “Always a pleasure to see you sauntering over.”

“Tripping, actually,” you say. You reach for your tent flap. The white of his hair and his shirt glow in your peripheral, and you stop. He stares at you. Expectantly.

…right. Blood.

“Oh, um,” you say. Pause.

“You don’t have to, of course,” he says. “I’ve gone much longer in between meals.”

You fucking forgot. There’s no solid reason for your hesitation, except that this is a change in plans (your fault) and that always wigs you out and having time to mentally prepare (lips, lips) would have been nice.

But you did offer. And he’s waited for you. It’d be bad manners to leave him hanging.

“It’s fine,” you say. Look around. Gale and Wyll are in their tents. Lae’zel stalks the perimeter, and Shadowheart kneels outside her own tent. She looks at you. Her judgment is just as potent at sixty yards. “You wanna take this inside?”

His grin spreads slow and syrupy. “My dear, there’s nothing I’d like more.”

You don’t got much in the way of decoration. Just your bedroll and your pack. You pause a second inside; there ain’t enough room to stand upright. This’d probably be a two-sleeper tent back home. But you got no seats or cushions. Hospitality dictates you let Astarion sit on your bedroll, as the guest.

He ducks in after you, and the tent seems a lot smaller. Y’all are gonna have to sit criss-cross applesauce. Knees touching.

Oh jesus.

“Um.” You clear your throat. “Go ahead and take a seat.”

You busy yourself lighting the small lantern you scrounged up using the (thank FUCK) matches y’all also found. It’s enough light to see his features clear when you turn and find him stooped there, watching you.

“And where will you be, darling?” he says.

You will not clear your throat again. You will not act like some awkward twenty-year-old climbing into a boy’s car for the first time. You are a goddamn adult human and humans touch each other all the time. He’s (sucked) touched your neck before. What you have in mind is far less intimate than that. This whole thing is a casual act born of necessity.

Touching other people is fucking normal.

You just ain’t…used to it.

“I thought it might be easier to control the bleeding if you bit my wrist,” you say. It’s just practicality. Nothing else. Certainly not you being shy all the sudden. Has got nothing to do with the feel of his cool tongue on your fucking neck. Nothing at all.

“Ah,” he says. Gaze flicks down your arm. “If that’s how you’d prefer it. Though, as I’m sure you’re aware, I don’t have, ahem, as much experience with that.”

The blind leading the blind. It’d be funny if you weren’t so full of the heeby-jeebies.

“You wanna try?” you say.

He looks at you. Goddamn, he’s hard to read when he wants to be. Then his usual smile slots into place and his eyelids drop and you struggle not to roll your eyes as he says, “I’m willing to try a lot of things with you.”

Jesus lord on a pogo stick. You turn away to let the eyes roll freely; disguise it as lowering yourself to sit on the grass beneath you. Your bad knee has been acting up worse than usual. It pops as you settle, which makes Astarion pause.

“’M fine,” you say and start to roll up your left sleeve. You wore your worst-off shirt for Lae’zel’s nightly beat down. Won’t hurt if you get more blood on it.

Astarion settles in next to you. Facing you, rather. But that angle won’t work very well, so you turn and shuffle a bit until you’re side-to-side, sort of staring past the other.

You got all the gear this time, too. A shirt you tore apart and washed (in boiling water) for bandages, water, apples, and a goddamn healing potion.

“I won’t take as much this time,” Astarion says.

You nod. There’s no protocol for this, so you lift up your arm and hold it straight out.

He takes it. You expect that. It has to happen; how else is he gonna bite you? Lunge teeth-first, like a dog?

Still.

Cool fingers glide over your forearm, across your palm. You blink fast, but refuse to let your face so much as twitch. Keep your hand and arm steady but pliable, just like you do when a doctor is taking your pulse and blood pressure.

He brings your arm up as his head ducks down. Hovers over your wrist a moment; cool air brushes you as he exhales through his nose and your rebellious skin erupts into goosebumps.

“Sorry,” you say before he can pull some shit. “Tickles.”

He gives you a sly glance out of the corner of his eye. Shithead. Then he presses his lips to your inner wrist.

He holds you like that a moment. His lips certainly are soft and cool. You’re pretty sure every muscle on your frame pulls tight. Then he moves. And it ain’t to bite. He brushes those lips over you, slightly parted, up and down. You’re about to ask what in the hell he’s doing, when he twists your arm to change the position and, apparently, finds (through scent? Touch? Vampire bullshit?) the right spot.

His lips pull back. His brow wrinkles. His pupils are huge and dilated, even for the low light.

His teeth sink in. The pain is sharper, this time. Probably because you see it coming. Twin fangs pierce your skin, sink into muscles. Your arm tries to jerk back, but his grip tightens to bruising.

You gasp. Jerk. Will yourself not to fucking move, because his teeth are buried in your wrist and there’s tendons and ligaments in there.

Then his fangs are out, and his lips come down and seal around the wound.

This time, you can see his face. See the way his eyes roll back. His lids flutter shut. He makes a soft sound against you, low and guttural and for some reason, your face starts to burn.

You tear your gaze away. Do your best to stare at the blue canvas of your tent.

The pain throbs into that pleasant numbness as before. The rest of you relaxes as nerves stop shrieking in alarm. He’s not pulling this time—thank god. Seems content to hold you, grip eased, and lap at it.

Which means that sure is his tongue against you. Again.

You wonder what the thread count is on canvas here in Faerun. Light shines through it, but you ain’t sure about water. Might have to find a magical tarp the next time it storms—

He’s still making sounds. They’re soft. You don’t hear them, not really. But the vibration thrums against your wrist. Short, tiny things. Moans. It don’t seem voluntary. His eyelids still flutter like he’s trying to open them and can’t. He takes a particularly wet suckle, and that pops him free.

He lifts up a second to pant. His lips and teeth are coated in red. A dribble runs down his chin and his nostrils flare.

Your wounds immediately stream. You manage a single “um” before he pulls your arm up so he can lick a strip back up with a groan, and seals his mouth over it again and suck in a gasp through his nose.

And that’s when the numbness…twists, somehow. Morphs a bit. Instead of throbbing nothing, there’s a feel of…heat? A kind of euphoria. Gentle, right now—you really want to sigh and fall backwards—but it seems to be building where his lips touch you. On the prodding of his tongue between the punctures, encouraging more blood to flow. You can almost feel your blood in him. The throb melding with your heartbeat filling his mouth, filling him. The two of you connected in a way you can barely comprehend, and heat blooms between your legs—

Oh motherfucker, he’s got aphrodisiac spit??!

“Astarion,” you say.

He’s not as lost in the sauce this time. He hums. Takes a last slurp and then pulls away. Snatches up one of the rags you set aside for this and clamps it down hard over your wrist.

You hiss. He doesn’t let up. His hands have turned into a vice. Fucker’s gonna bruise tomorrow.

“Lift your arm a little, darling,” he says and you do.

“Didn’t know you knew wound care,” you say. You’re a touch lightheaded, but you ain’t dizzy. Tired and thirsty, mostly.

“In my line of work, you pick up a few things,” he says. And sucks his teeth. His tongue moves around in his mouth (it was just on your skin) as he laps up all traces of your blood.

“So you just didn’t the first time you bit me?”

He turns. Pupils still dilated and if that doesn’t send some kind of prey animal shudder down your spine.

“You told me you did this all the time, little donor.”

“Not through a bite on the neck. And with vampire spit to deal with.”

He shrugs. “As I said, I’ve never had to keep a snack alive.”

The pressure hasn’t wavered. You fully cannot feel your fingers anymore. “Well, thank you. For learning.”

He blinks. Has that weird look you can’t place. Then he, as usual, buries it with smarm. “It has been an absolute pleasure, darling.”

And then he’s leaning in, face all intent, gaze locked on you. A static charge seems to fill the air and your brain starts flipping levers to dump some kinda panic chemicals into your bloodstream. His face is so focused, even as his lids come down and he is entirely too close.

You panic. You ain’t even sure why. Lift your free hand and jab him in the nose and say, “honk” because your brain is a loser and you are a loser and what the fuck, why the fuck is that what you went with??!

Astarion jerks back like you slapped him, the very picture of a pissed off cat. “Excuse you?”

Which send you jerking back because you pushed it too far. Got too weird. Fucked this up and misread something and got too forward a-fucking-gain.

“Sorry!” you say. “I was just, I don’t know, um! I was joking and I’m sorry.”

The two of you sit there, hackles raised, and stare at each other for a long moment. Until he (mercifully) blinks first and smooths his ruffled feathers back down.

“I can’t saw I’ve ever garnered that reaction before,” he says. Studies you, and then looks away (you try hard not to cringe). Then he notices his hands are empty, because you both pulled away.

“Right,” you say and take over pressure duty—the rag has absorbed quite a bit of blood, but when you risk a peek underneath, the wounds only ooze sluggishly.

Awkward silence fills the tent. You can’t go anywhere (and it’s your tent), and he seems kind of stuck on what to do now (how bad did you just fuck this up).

So you reach for your favorite tool: changing the motherfucking subject. “Can I ask you something?”

He finally notices the smear of blood on his chin as is in the process of fastidiously wiping it clean with his fingers and sucking those into his mouth.

You want to ask him about the paladins, but another question comes barreling into your brain and it sounds like a much more bonding topic anyway.

“You remember how I asked what blood tasted like to you?” you say. When he looks over, “I want to experiment with that, if you’re okay with it. Now that I know I can do this kinda regular.”

He wears the most deadpan expression when he says, “Ah, the vampire fetish appears at last.”

“What? No. People do that? No, no, nothing weird. It’s just, you only eat blood and I can’t tell the difference, but you can. So what if we varied up the taste? If I even can? So you can have different things, sorta, too?”

His eyebrow arches at a pace you can only describe as glacial.

“Like, if the next time I donate, say I eat a bunch of fruit. Or apples, really, since that all we ever find. Get them sugars into my blood and see how that comes across to you?”

“And whyever would you do that?”

Well shit, he makes it sound so stupid. Maybe you ought to bury the idea outright. But you notice while the others tolerate him, they ain’t inviting him in for dinner, and you don’t like seeing people left out. And while he’s an asshole, there’s a level of charm to him. He kinda pings on your level, so to speak.

“We all get to eat lots of things,” you say, going with earnestness and hoping he don’t toss it back in your face. “Might as well see if you can benefit off that?”

He don’t say nothing for a while. A long while. It starts to turn uncomfortable, and you’re considering forfeiting your tent and ducking out into the night.

When he says, “”Well, it’s your blood, darling. If you want to tinker around like that, far be it from me to stop you.”

You start to relax. Peace and good feelings restored.

And then, because it’s Astarion and he’s a shithead, he leers in and says, “Though if you truly want to know what you taste like, I know of much better options.”

This fucking—

“I think it’s time for me to take that potion and get some shut eye,” you say. “Thank you for helping.”

His smile doesn’t even twitch. If anything, it gets worse.

“A cruel denial,” he says and presses a hand over his heart. “I shall have to skulk into the night alone and pine away, awaiting our next encounter. Try not to keep me waiting too long to sample your…experiments.”

“Goodnight, Astarion,” you say as dead-voiced as you can.

He rises and steps around you in one swift, fluid motion to duck through the flap behind your back. Before he goes, he gives you another silly bow.

You probably shouldn’t. That voice in the back of your brain (sin, sin, shame, sin) screams about it (talking to a man while you’re alone). But you do your best to bow back while seated. Because your life has got real, real weird, but beneath the bored, dull, and generally uninterested face you slip on everyday, you’re pretty weird yourself.

It’s that little connection. The tentative root unfurling and reaching for something it recognizes. The dare to grasp at something fun, just to spite the universe so intent on burying you.

He grins and lets the tent flap fall shut behind him.

Alone and unseen, you let yourself smile back.

#feeding alligators fic #these two shitheads #bg3 fic #astarion fic #tavstarion #astarion x tav #slow burn #demisexual tav #plus size tav

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year

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Splendorman headcannons; catchup edition

General hcs plus some of the prompts that I did for multiple characters!! Idk how this is gonna look but we'll see (I tend to write these notes before writing the actual... post..) so!! Yeah!! I've been meaning to expand the base list of characters I do for hc posts; esp since it's so small and I dont feel comfy writing romantic stuff for a lot of the popular characters in this fandom <\3

Anyways! I'll have this split off into like. Segments. One for basic hcs, and different areas for prompts I did in the past (ex. Pet names, plushie stuff, ect!!)

This is gonna be a looooong post

General hcs;

To be fair, I'm still fleshing out how I want to interpret Splendor, and how I want to write him into my au

Obviously he's going to be related to Slenderman; as well as Trenderman (whether or not I add trender to this blog isnt decided yet, since I feel like not many people would be interested)

Most days he couldn't hurt a fly even if he wanted to.. however on the off chance he does need to fight/defend himself; he will

He can be just as, if not more, devasting than his brother

"The devil shivers when a nice guy loses his temper" except its splendorman and he actually is a nice person with a rare but hot temper

Usually his ugly side doesn't show itself unless someone tries to hurt those who are innocent

Perfect segway into the concept idea I have for him in general/in the au; but I like to think of him as a guardian

Now I may be getting silly, since he reminds me a bit of itward from fran bow; but I wanna use itwards whole imaginary friend/whimsical being as a basis for splendor

Also this is propaganda for fran bow; go play it, it's a nice game and it's been a hyperfixiation of mine since it released

Carrying on

But for splendor, rather than solely appearing to children, he appears to all

Bros like an anti dementor; adds life into a room

Actually he's kinda like scp 999

Guys can you tell my minds all scattered with vague ideas

Anyways

Similar height to slenderman; about 11-12 feet by default but he can also shift his height around for intimidation/convenience

Going with the hc that he has bells on his tentacles; you can hear him walking around/j

Said bells are also semi sentient; they still bend to his will most the time but sometimes they can snip at people... lil bites n stuff; like you know how bells usually have those lil.. gaps? In them? Idk what they're called but the X shaped things on them; that's the "mouth" for each bell

Actually unlike slenderman, you can actually see splendorman walk around, whereas slenderman just. You blink and he's moved.

Gives the absolute best hugs; also does the thing LJ does, and snakes his arms all up around you

Adding onto the idea that splendor is basically itward/scp 999, he basically shows up for people who need company, or need their spirits raised

Torn between giving him an actual face, or making it a blank face line slenderman where the smiley face is just markings; if he does have a face I'm also torn on whether to give him a perma smile or not

Idk

I like both ideas

Has clown/magician logic. Can pull next to anything out of his hat and/or suit sleeves/pockets

Reaction to s/o having plushies;

Doesnt mind it one bit!

In a way he finds it cute, and endearing!

Would never ever make fun of you for it; in fact he wouldn't make fun of you ever

Seemingly manifests plushies and accessories and all that for you

Does one have a stain or tear? Hes already working on fixing it!

Makes you handmade plushies as well; they have that charm to them, some having mismatched fabric patches, button eyes, ect

Yes he WILL smooch each of them if you ask him to, even if you ask as a joke

AND he will tuck them in!!!!!!

What he calls you/wants to be called;

He calls you: sweetheart, sunshine, my dear, sunflower, schnookums and similar dumb lil names! I feel like those would be more teasing/joking

He wants to be called: he has no preference, as long as the term is endearing and meant for him, hes happy

Downtime;

Off days with Splendorman usually are filled with fun and activities

If you want to spend time outside, he will pull something together. Gardening, picnics, stuff like that! Unfortunately, since hes still considered... a monster, he needs to remain out of sight, so walking out in broad daylight is a no go for him, unless the area is isolated - so that does make things a little limited in terms of time and location :(

But if you want to spend time indoors, he's more than happy to stay!

Baking, arts and crafts, ect ect! If it's something fun that at least two people can do together, its an option!

I feel like he would have lots of fun reenacting things with you; like dramatic retellings of your favorite books or movies or whatever

He gives a passionate performance

Ideal Partner;

Like most the other characters in the other post I made on thing, he doesn't have many preferences when it comes to partners: both in regards to personality and looks

Looks really mean nothing to him, you could be tall or short, fat or skinny or buff, guy or gal or anything else, and he wouldn't care so long as you're you

Personality? As long as you aren't a bully or otherwise cruel, he can love you with his whole being

That's really it, Splendorman isn't very picky

Just don't be a jerk and you're set

Though he will be thrilled if you share the same energy as him; though it's not required

Perfect date;

I covered a lot of things in the downtime section, so this spot isn't going to be too long, as to avoid me just repeating the same thing reworded

But this dude has a list of ideas as long as he is tall; he is not picky!

He doesn't really have a "perfect" or "ideal" date, as he's down for anything and everything

Well almost

Anything that puts ANYONE in danger in an immediate and hard no, same goes for if it puts anyone in emotional or physical distress

Otherwise anything else is possible! He's free to let you pick and take the lead; however he'll hardly mask his excitement if you tease the idea of doing something he very much enjoys/wants to do

It's kinda like watching a dog get excited after mentioning a treat or a walk

Romantic hcs;

Writing this first before I have the chance to forget: but when hes about to leave, he'll kiss you.... and when he turns around to leave, he'll let the lil bell monster things on his tentacles kiss you all over the face as a extra bit of affection

Now onto how I wanted this segment to start

S tier partner, out of the (creepypasta) characters that I have written for thus far, at least in my opinion

Great listener and willing to give advice, amazing comforter, and generally adds an air of excitement to life while also keeping things stable

Moving on

He gives the best hugs, as mentioned in the segment above, his can snake his arms around you in a similar fashion that LJ does

Speaking of that segment, depending on how you see his face working kisses can go multiple ways

If he does have a face, kisses go as expected; but if he has a perma smile it can get awkward since his face is constantly pulled into that large grin

But if its the "the smiley face is a group of markings" route, he can't really... kiss you.. at least not in the traditional sense

He'd approach it the same way slenderman does and imitates the act by gently nuzzling/knocking his lower face against you

He loves quick little pecks; on the cheek, forehead, and mouth, nose, loves it all

Always gives you flowers; usually defaults to sunflowers and daisies but if you have any particular favorites he'll provide it

Likes using that hat trick of his to present gifts

Just

Takes off his hat, puts his hand in it, and BOOM ! He pulls out a bouquet of flowers for you

If you get sick he'll be a mother hen and fret over you; won't back off until you're back at full health, and even then he'll hover over you for a few days afterwards just in case

He always let's you know how much he loves you; he'll remind you at least once a day

#creepypasta imagines #creepypasta headcanon #crp #splendorman imagine #splendorman headcannons #splendorman x reader #splendorman #splendorman x you #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #oc x canon #self indulgence babey #self indulgent #self ship #reader x character #reader x canon

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filmbyjy · 2 years

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truth untold

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader

summary: growing up, you had an overprotective brother to be your surveillance. he constantly tells every guy you've liked off but what happens when you fell in love with his best friend?

no.of words: 7.5K (yes this is the reason why it took so long)

warning: tons of cursing, one part makeout and umm it's a little spicy so i'd say a little suggestive. i'm sorry but i had to because jake is hot. edit: okay after rereading it. there are tons of kissing scene and tons of me thirsting over jake. not much angst really. just one part. sexual jokes because why not.

NOTE: this is actually a request by an anon. i decided to turn it into actual fic because the concept of brother's best friend has always been one of my favourite. so yeah, hope you enjoyed this! oh and this is just a oneshot. there is no part 2!

you never thought you’d be pinned to the bedroom door by your brother’s best friend but here you were. his adorable doe eyes staring into yours, his lips parted and nose extremely close to yours.

“i-i.” he manages to stutter out. you could tell he was really flustered. like he didn’t mean to be in this situation. after all, you were off-limits.

now let’s not get ahead of ourselves, how did you get into this situation in the first place?

well let’s fully explain in depth who this “brother’s best friend” is and why he was even here in the first place.

sim jaeyun or as he goes by preferably, jake. he was your older brother’s best friend. he was a year older than you. well, he was a few months older than you since he was born during the later parts of the year but he never lets it die down that he was still considered a year older than you.

jay, your dear older brother, became friends with him at the ripe age of 13. jay was sort of a little too overprotective at times with you, especially around his friends. you see, jay had many friends at 13 years old, he was quite popular but the friends that stuck the most with him was mainly sunghoon and heeseung. they of course quickly accepted jake into the friend group after he proved he was worthy of being considered one of jay’s closest friends.

so the first time you ever met with the puppy-like boy was when you were 12. you had just came back from your extra classes. you were tired and so you threw your bag onto the kitchen counter and searched for your tub of ice cream. you heard rustling from behind you but you thought nothing of it since you thought it was just your older brother.

so when you heard another voice other than your brother’s you turned around with an ice cream filled mouth. you held a spoon up ready to take another bite out of the tub of ice cream.

“(name)! show some manners and why are you eating ice cream? you haven’t even had dinner!” jay scolds you. you stared at the unknown boy beside jay. he was good looking, kinda cute too, definitely your type…

“this is jake, my new friend.” jay says as he notices your curious eyes inspecting his friend.

“hi.” you managed to squeak out. thankfully, you didn’t stutter or else jay would surely be suspicious of your tone of voice.

“hi.” jake answers back. he was adorable but he was even more adorable when his stupid plump lips adorned a smile. god, you were already smitten.

“the other boys are coming over, you better not come down here. we are conquering the tv for some games and movies.” jay warns.

“what? come on, jay. you can’t be serious, i wanna watch tv too!” you folded your arms. jay rolls his eyes.

“sorry but it’s my turn today.” he sticks out his tongue. you huffed. jake could only smile a little at the both of you.

this was not the last time you saw sim jaeyun. since the boy was only a year older than you, your schedules frequently lined up but that meant you’d see your brother too and well you see…

jay has this big thing of always mentioning you were off-limits to any guy you came across, this was also an unspoken rule to his friends because why would you want to date your best friend’s younger sister? that’s a no for the bro code.

the last time you ever crushed on a guy (besides crushing on jake but jay doesn’t need to know that), the guy was terrifyingly interrogated by your older brother and his best friends. ah right, jay having friends also meant that you would also have 3 other older brothers. the poor guy that you liked apparently apologised for having a crush on you and never spoke to you ever again. that was how terrifying jay was as an older brother.

this was also another reason as to why you did not mention you liked jake. you wanted to spare him from the scary older brother talk. the fact that they were best friends does not help, what if jay starts to hate jake because you liked him. you did not want to ruin their friendship just for your own happiness.

now you were turning 18, sure these past few years of knowing the boys was interesting but it still kinda made you sad that your interactions with them were limited because of jay’s unspoken rule. over the past years of knowing sunghoon and heeseung (who were also your childhood friends), they never really hugged you. if they did, they would get side eyed by jay. it was really a pity.

ah but let’s not forget how controlling jay was with your outfit, if you wanted to go out, you’d have to wear something decent. you weren’t allowed to even show much skin. not even your parents were this conservative, they let you do as you please because they wanted you to learn how to take care of yourself and be independent.

but with jay controlling everything, you were forced to keep your mouth shut and listen to what he says. hence, you weren’t allowed to be even in the same room as the boys. as mentioned before, you were 18. nothing much has changed. jay was still controlling as per usual but since jay and his friends have garnered quite the attention from the whole school for being good looking, they started to throw parties.

sometimes, the parties were held at sunghoon’s house but most of the times since your parents were out, the parties were held at your home. today was no different.

“(name), please stay in your room. we are throwing a party.” jay mentions as he tossed his soccer jersey into the laundry basket. he pushes it into the garage and shuts the door close. they were getting ready for the party.

“can i join? i mean i’m bored and i have nothing to do.” you fold your arms.

“yeah jay, (name) should join. after all, she is legal now. take it as a ‘she’s finally legal’ party.” sunghoon says as he taps away on the controller trying to beat heeseung. jay rolls his eyes.

“no.”

“oh come on, jay. why can’t she join. she deserves to have fun, you know.” sunghoon says.

“she’s too young. moreover, there are tons of disgusting senior guys who may be drunk and will try to hit on her.”

“honestly, why are you gatekeeping her from getting a boyfriend. she’s 18. she’s only a year younger than us.” heeseung adds.

“are you hearing yourself? you know how guys our age are. you know they will try to get into her pants.” jay says.

“so? what’s wrong with me loosing my virginity to a random hookup?” you say. jay turns to look over at you.

“(name), i don’t want you to loose your damn virginity to some possible fuckboy.”

“then what about you? you popped your cherry when you were 16.” you fold your arms.

“that’s different, (name).”

“how is that different? it happened during a school camp with a cheerleader. how is that any better? you still threw her to the side like some chess piece.”

“okay okay, i think it's best if we stop this. the party is starting in an hour’s time and we still need to buy the possible snacks and maybe some booze?” jake says. jay rolls his eyes, jake was right they still have not bought snacks for their last minute impromptu party.

although, it was fine to have no snack at the party, they still needed alcohol. you see, jay’s parties are usually the most extravagant and most drunken filled teen party you’d ever go. it’s practically a must to get drunk at jay’s parties. moreover, tons of girls would certainly come over to visit the boys since they are the hot topic.

“fine, heeseung hyung will go buy the beer. sunghoon, you are with me on snack duty. jake..” he eyes jake. “you stay with my sister to prevent her from doing anything stupid.” jay says.

“what? i’m not a baby! i can take care of myself!” you grumbled.

“you are still my baby sister so one of us has to stay to watch over you.” jay points his finger at jake, “and you, you better not try anything funny with (name). if i catch you fooling around with her so help me i will-”

“chop my dick off. got it. i’ve heard your ‘overprotective’ brother talk a bunch of times.” jake finishes jay’s words. “you can trust me bud, i won’t do anything funny with your little sister. besides, you know i don’t like her like that.”

you felt your stomach drop, did jake just indirectly reject you? who knew it would hurt so much? you knew this would happen but hearing it directly from jake? you certainly did not feel great.

“hey, umm. sorry, i need to run to the restroom.” you say before going upstairs. you shut the bathroom door closed and crouched down on the floor. those words jake said kept repeating in your head. tears falling quickly.

“i knew this would happen but why does it hurt so bad.” you sighed. you sniffled. a knock was heard.

“hey (name), are you okay in there? i umm heard sniffling.” jake says.

you looked yourself in the mirror, your eyes were bloodshot, the eyeliner and mascara that you put on to make yourself look presentable to jake was ruined. why do you even bother trying? you did this for jake, someone who isn’t even allowed to be in a room alone with you.

you opened the door and faced jake.

“hey-wait why are you crying?” jake panics. what happened to you in there? he checks up on you to see if you got hurt. he was so caring that it actually hurt you. your heart breaks.

“i hate you.” you whisper. jake stops and looks straight in your eyes. you looked directly into his eyes.

“what?” he says. it’s like you could tell in his eyes, he was hurt by your words. you wanted to walk past him and go to your bedroom but he holds you back.

“what do you mean (name)? why do you hate me?”

“it means exactly that, jake.” you had to put a wall between you and jake, before it’s too late.

“i know you don’t mean it (name). tell me what’s wrong.”

“you don’t deserve to know what’s going on with me. after all, you are just my brother’s best friend.”

“yeah, i am but you’re like my little sister. i deserve to know what’s going on so i can help.” you laughed at jake’s words.

“of course, just a little sister to you.” you held in your tears and looked into his eyes. “was there ever a time where i was more than a sister to you? was there ever a time, where you ever look at me and treat me like a proper woman?” you pried your wrist off from jake’s grip.

you shut your bedroom door and memories from 2 years ago came flooding in.

it was summer, your family decided to rent out a cabin in the middle of the woods just for a simple holiday. jay decided it was best to bring the 3 boys over for fun. honestly, it was the best decision as it was one holiday you’d never forget.

because…jake almost kissed you.

“woahhhh, dad, this cabin is so cool.” jay gawks at the cabin’s interior. your dad and mom chuckled.

“well it better have been or else our guests wouldn’t have too much fun.” your dad mentions.

“mr.park, it’s really okay. thank you for inviting us.” heeseung says. he nudges sunghoon and jake.

“right, thank you mr.park.” jake adds. your dad smiles.

“well, there are rooms to be picked out. why don’t you kids go choose a room. your mom and i will settle with any room that is leftover.”

with that, jay shoves his friends and went running to choose his bedroom. sunghoon running after him whilst heeseung just shakes his head and walks over slowly.

“jaeyun, what about you?” your mom asks.

“i don’t mind any room.” he turns to you, “why don’t you pick out a room (name)?” you were flustered to have jake’s gaze over at you.

“umm, thanks. i’ll pick a room.” you rolled your luggage down the hallway. you could hear sunghoon and jay fighting for a room. heeseung had already chosen a room and so he was unpacking. you looked around for a room and found one that had the most perfect view of the lake.

it was accompanied by a small balcony with two chairs and a small table. the room itself wasn’t that big and honestly, you were sure it was smaller than the other rooms but you didn’t care about that. the bed was already a good size for you and it had a view you loved.

since you had arrived at the cabin with your parents a little late, the sun was starting to set. you placed your backpack down and rolled your luggage to a safe spot. you walked over to the balcony and sighed in content, not forgetting to snap a photo of the sunset which loomed over the lake.

“i see you’ve chosen your room.” jake says as he leans on the doorframe. you turned to the boy and smiled.

“the view is spectacular, come over here.” you gestured for jake to come over. he chuckled and went over to the balcony. you looked at jake to observe his reaction.

“you’re right, it’s really pretty.” yeah…really pretty. god, why did jake have to be so good looking. “can i come over to your room later? i wanna hang out with you later.”

you tilt your head, “but jay will say something.”

“then i’ll come over when he is dead asleep.” jake smiles. you smiled too.

your dad had gathered some firewood and threw them into the fireplace. it was really domestic and you enjoyed your time. however, you were more excited to have jake over in your bedroom after jay had fallen asleep. jake usually wasn’t a daredevil and would obey jay’s overprotective brother protocol but there were times where he would sneak in to hang out with you for a bit.

those were rare times, like currently. after jay had knocked out cold due to the extremely delicious steak your dad grilled. the boys simply kept talking about how they should hit the gym after this trip but for now, they would eat anything your dad had showed up with.

jake knocks on your bedroom door and pops his head in to check up on you. you were busy reading the book you brought from home. you looked up at the boy and smiled a little.

“come in.” you say. jake enters your room and shuts the door quietly. he stretches and you accidentally spot his toned stomach, you quickly looked away, feeling shy already. both you and jake settled on the chairs by the balcony.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says. you laughed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?”

“yeah but they are always the classics.” jake adds. you nod.

the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake. it was quiet between the both of you. a lingering tension filled the air and you could’ve sworn, jake was a distance away from you. when did he get so close?

he only leans closer, your heart beating quickly. was he going to kiss you? you shut your eyes and waited for his lips to meet yours. jake’s eyes were shut too so he surely wanted the kiss as well. it never came though because just as your lips were barely grazing jake’s, you heard someone shouting and opening your bedroom door quickly.

“(name), there is a large cockroach in my room. PLEASE HELP ME.” jay says. jake quickly hides behind the small wall so jay does not suspecting anything. you looked at jake discreetly, his eyes were widened. you could tell he was terrified to get caught by jay.

“i thought you were asleep?” you say.

“yeah, i was. before i stirred in my sleep and heard some weird buzzing flying noise in the bedroom. guess, what? it’s a motherfucking flying cockroach.”

“and you want me to go.” you fold your arms.

“you’ve killed a lizard before. cockroaches are equally the same. they are still weird disgusting creatures.”

“why didn’t you ask the boys?”

“well, sunghoon is dead asleep and i might get murdered if i wake him up. heeseung is on a call with his ‘soon-to-be-girlfriend’ so i rather not hear all the mushy shit he says. as for jake, i have no idea where that idiot went to. maybe he is busy fishing at night or being mauled by a bear. who knows, you know he always walks away randomly and does his ‘i am different from everyone else’ stance every time, right?” you glanced at jake again, he was scowling at jay.

“uhh yeah.” you sighed, “just show me where the cockroach is. you’re lucky i packed a cockroach spray knowing there may or may not be cockroaches.” you say.

“thank you, baby sis. follow me.” jay leads you to his bedroom. as jay walks first, you looked at jake and gestured for him to get out after you. he nods.

the next morning, at the dining table. you and jake sent each other weird glances and it seems like sunghoon and heeseung was the only one that caught on. they both message you in this groupchat you had without jay (because the boys still think they deserve to interact with you).

- heeseung: what’s up with the both of you?

- sunghoon: yeah, what happened?

- jake: nothing that you should know. me and (name) just hanged out last night.

- you: yeah, that’s all.

- sunghoon: dude, that’s unfair. i wanna hang out with (name) too :(

- heeseung: yeah :(

- jake: too bad :P

you looked up at jake and smiled. he smiles back when jay faces away from the both of you.

“alright kids, how does handmade pancake sound like?” your dad says.

back to the present, you grabbed the picture frame that was in your bedroom. it was a picture of you, jay, sunghoon, heeseung, jake and your parents. you had a swimming competition that time and you won a silver medal. sure, it wasn’t a gold but you cherished it since you were with your loved ones.

jay didn’t know but jake’s arms were around your shoulder in the picture. he was smiling brightly. you smiled weakly as you stared at the picture. however, you knew in the picture, you were not the reason why he was smiling brightly. the photographer at the time was jake’s crush and so he was probably smiling brightly at her and not because he was happy you won a medal.

you sighed. every memory you had with jake was always about your longing desire to date him. to hold him close and never let him go but he was never yours from the start. not when your brother shielded you from him. you heard a knock at your bedroom door, followed by a voice.

“(name), i don’t know what’s the reason for you to hate me but i’m sorry. for everything or anything i’ve done.” jake says. your heart aches, jake did not deserve to say sorry to you. you should be the one apologising to yourself for hurting yourself and falling in love with someone you can’t have.

you went to open the door and hugged jake. he stays frozen but wraps his arms around you. you cried again.

“i’m sorry.” you cried out. jake holds you close before patting your head and running his hands down your back.

“you did nothing wrong, it’s not your fault.” he says, despite not knowing why you were crying in the first place.

“no, you don’t understand jake. it’s my fault. everything up till now is my fault.” you say. jake holds you at arm’s length.

“what do you mean (name)?”

“i was never meant to fall for you and yet i did. this is my fault.” you confessed. jake stares at you wide eyed.

“(name), i-”

“no, jake. i shouldn’t have told you.” you hear the front door open and chattering downstairs. “you should go, i can’t go to the party anyways.” you say as you walked back into your room and shut the door. jake sighs.

“fuck, what do i do?” he groans into his hands. jake goes over to help his 3 friends. jay easily notices something is up with jake. he pats his best friend’s back.

“what’s up?” jay says.

“nothing much.” jake answers.

“you look…stressed. chill out bud, there will be tons of girls at the party and you can fuck around with them. get your mind off things.” jay explains.

“yeah, you’re right.” jake says. jay chuckles.

“i’m always right.” jay smirks. sunghoon smacks the back of jay’s head.

“wrong. i’m always right.” sunghoon adds.

“asshole, i was trying to comfort our friend.” jay rolls his eyes.

“alright, enough. jay, aren’t you going to change into something snazzy to entertain the girls?” heeseung says.

“you know it. oh and whoever rings the doorbell, let them in by the way. i’ll go take a long shower and get ready.” jay winks. heeseung gags, pretending to hate the wink jay threw at his friends.

now it was heeseung and sunghoon’s turn to question their friend’s behaviour. they turned to look at jake with concern.

“what happened?” heeseung asks

“something with (name), we assume.” sunghoon says.

“she likes me.” jake says. sunghoon and heeseung gasp.

“dude, that’s great.” they pat his back. excited that his friend has a girl crushing on him.

“of course, it’s great. if her fucking brother wasn’t jay. you know, he’d kill me if he finds out about me fooling around with her. you remember what he said before. he’d chop my dick off and i don’t want (name) to get in trouble too.”

“that’s true but jay has no right to stop you or (name) to fall in love with each other. yeah, he is her brother, they are family but it is (name)’s choice to choose what’s right and wrong. she’s literally legal and a grown woman now. she’s definitely not the same girl me and heeseung grew up with.” sunghoon says.

“so?”

“so, what sunghoon is trying to say is…” heeseung pushes jake slightly towards the stairs, “go get your girl.”

“but jay’s in the shower-”

“shut it and go.” heeseung tells jake. jake huffs. he trudges up the stairs, he could hear the shower running and jay humming songs in there. his heart races. he sneaks past the bathroom and goes to your bedroom door.

he knocks on it lightly.

“jay, please not now. i’m busy!” he could hear your voice cracking. have you still been crying all this time. he sucks in a breath and opens your bedroom door. he shuts it and walks over to you.

“jake, what are you doing here? jay is here. you’ll get caught.” you say. jake only walks towards you more. you groaned and grabbed his hand.

“out.” you pulled him to your bedroom door but the next thing he does surprises you.

you were pinned to the door. his adorable doe eyes staring right into yours, it was widened along with his furrowed brows. his plump heart shaped lip were parted. as if he realised what he was doing was not intentional. he stutters a little.

“shit (name), i am so sorry. this was not supposed to happen.”

“really?”

“i don’t mind if this happen-fuck, i mean.” jake groans. you giggled. “sorry.”

“jake it’s fine. i mean, if it was unintentional, you would’ve moved back by now right?” you teased. jake blushes. he takes a deep breath.

“what if i meant it to happen?”

“then, it was intentional?”

“(name), i like you too.” jake confesses. you could hear your heart beating. was jake fooling with you?

“you’re not joking, are you?” you asked.

“you know i am a horrible liar so yes, i like you park (name) a-and i want you to be my girlfriend.” jake says. you wrapped your arms around jake’s neck.

“who could say no to you?” you kissed jake right on the lips. the same ones you have been dreaming of smooching since you could last remember. jake relaxes into the kiss, his hands making their way to your waist.

it gets pretty heated real quick though and you never thought it would but here you were making out with jake against your bedroom door. he slips his tongue past and you were drunk on the feeling. you hummed when jake continued to kiss you passionately, his hands going over to wrap one of your legs around his waist.

you heard a small knock but neither you or jake acknowledged it. both too drunk on the feeling of each other. jake’s lips left yours, he starts to litter a few kisses on your neck and you whimper a little. then a loud knock was heard which caused you and jake to jump at the noise.

“(name)? i’ve been calling you for the past minute. have you seen jake? he suddenly disappeared and sunghoon mentioned you were the last one to see him.” jay yells over the loud music. seems like the party has started.

both you and jake looked at each other. the both of you were in a mess, his hair was a little messed up since you pulled on it slightly while making out with him and as for you, your lips were slightly swollen. surely if jay were to enter your room now, he’d see this mess.

“i didn’t see him, sorry. maybe he went to buy some stuff because he forgot.” your voice sounded rougher than usual. jake bites his lips.

“weird, he usually texts the chat though. anyways, please don’t leave the room. the party is ongoing and i-”

“you don’t want me to mix around with the seniors. yes, jay i know.”

“alright, then goodnight.” jay says. you could hear his footsteps going further and further. you let out the unknown breath you were holding in.

“jake-” he kisses you again. “we shouldn’t-” he pecks your lips.

“you heard jay, babe. he said goodnight.”

“yeah but that’s because i’m just supposed to stay in my room until i fall asleep. you on the other hand have to get your ass down there or else jay will get suspicious!”

“i can always text him and say i went home when in fact i’m next to you in your bed, trying to put you to sleep.”

“jake!” you hit his arm. you hear another knock at the door.

“hey, you two okay in there? sorry, i mentioned you were the last person to see jake, (name). I forgot that you two were kinda talking to each other.” sunghoon says. you went to open the door. sunghoon pouts.

“it’s okay hoon, where is jay right now?”

“downstairs, he’s busy with some chick. she’ll probably occupy him for the rest of the night. you don’t have to worry.”

“alright, thanks.” sunghoon inspects the both of you.

“were you two…making out?” you looked at jake and then back at sunghoon.

“no.”

“we, umm. we kissed and i asked her to be my girlfriend.” jake says.

“oh, that’s great. good luck trying not to get caught by jay though. he as you know is really terrifying and overprotective.” sunghoon pats jake’s shoulder.

“I’ll try not to get my ass bitten.” jake says.

“you’d be into that though.” sunghoon jokes.

“park sunghoon!” you say.

“what, why are you defending your little boyfriend. would you like to watch his ass bitten by your brother. didn’t know you were into that (name).” sunghoon smirks.

“sunghoon, would you please shut the fuck up?” you say. he sticks his tongue out.

the next few weeks were hard. you had to sneak around with jake a lot and he would always send secret glances at you while jay wasn’t looking. it didn’t help at the fact that jake was always constantly so affectionate, i mean you weren’t complaining you liked this. however, with the existence of your brother…it made physical affection become the hardest part of your relationship. this unfortunately was what the boy had signed up for.

just like recently, where jay weirdly invited you to have a movie night with him and the boys. hah, kidding you invited yourself in by begging him. jay simply rolled his eyes and allowed you. you knew he loved you too much to push you away. that was the great part of being jay’s younger sister.

you were getting popcorn from the kitchen (homemade). the boys had ate everything so you were tasked by your dear brother to help fill the bowl with the extra ones in the kitchen. jake decides to sneak off and meet up with you in the kitchen. you were scooping the popcorn into the bowl when you felt arms wrapping you. the culprit nuzzles his head on your shoulder. you snickered.

“really babe?” you asked softly.

“i haven’t held you today and you know finals are soon.”

“yeah, that makes me realise. i need to study.” you say.

“can i join you in your room, baby?” you turned to face the puppy eyes your boyfriend was giving you. you playfully rolled your eyes.

“no, jaeyun. moreover, jay will realise that you are gone.” you hear footsteps trudging closer so you pushed jake away and he quickly pretends to look into the fridge. you continue to scoop up the popcorn.

“(name). you are taking too long on the popcorn. movies are boring without them.” jay huffs.

“yes, dear brother. at your service, i just finished scooping them up. just scoot your ass back to the couch.”

“they better be buttered up just nice-”

“yes, they are. you are the one who made them.” you deadpan.

“ah right.” jay looks at jake. “let’s go dude, you have been staring at the fridge for a long time.”

“sorry, i was looking for my drink but it seems like it’s not there.”

“oh, took the last can. sorry.” jay shrugs and goes on his way back to the living room. jake glares at where jay left off to.

“asshole.”

“i’ll buy you your drink. if that makes you feel better.” you say.

“thanks babe.” he whispers it loud enough for you to hear and blows you a kiss.

like previously mentioned, for the boys, as it was their senior year, they had finals before they graduated. you and jake unfortunately couldn’t meet much since he was busy studying. he obviously apologised through texts and you forgave him of course. when finals was officially over, your parents had surprised the boys with a deserved holiday trip to the cabins!

it made you think about the previous time at the cabins, the time when jake was about to kiss you. hmm, do you think he could actually kiss you for real this time? (though you were quite literally dating now)

you were packing your things. the boys had already packed and they decided it was a smart idea to have a sleepover. besides, your dad had already rented out a literal tiny bus for this trip. it was already sitting on the driveway. you were packing your things late at night since you couldn’t sleep.

“couldn’t sleep?” jake says upon entering your room. you turned to him and smiled. he pecks your lips.

“yeah, kinda have been debating on what to wear.”

“who are you trying to impress hmm?”

“you.” jake laughs.

“might i remind you that you are already the future mrs.sim.” he boops your nose. you scrunched your nose.

“well, mr.sim. I still wanna look good and maybe take some pictures so i’m not only trying to impress you.” jake hums. his eyes falls onto the picture frame. it was the swimming competition one.

“you know, i wasn’t staring at the photographer who took this photo.” jake says. you looked at him.

“you weren’t?”

“yeah, she was just my friend. she knows i like you so she teases me all the time. i have a different photo, she sent the one where she caught me shamelessly staring at you with loving eyes.”

“no way.” you didn’t believe him. he takes out his phone and scrolls around for the photo. pretty easy to find considering he has a locked folder solely dedicated to you ever since you two started dating.

“see?” he shows you the photo. it was true, jake was staring at you. you looked up at him.

“i meant it when i said i’ve loved you for the longest time. it’s just, i couldn’t confess because of your brother but…” he takes a hold of your hand. “we are here now. together as a couple.” he kisses your knuckles.

“babe.” you pout. jake pinches your cheeks and steals a short kiss from your pouting lips.

“we still have that kiss that we haven’t completed back at the cabin. wanna recreate what happened before your brother bursted into the door?” jake asks.

“you still remember what happened?”

“of course, it’s the day i nearly kissed you. one of the most memorable moments my 17 year old self could experience.”

you snort, “what? nearly kissing your best friend’s 16 year old sister?”

“hey, to be fair. you wanted it too. you leaned in too!” jake says.

“well babe, who wouldn’t want to kiss you? you were mr.hot guy back then.”

“and now i’m mr.taken.”

“yes, you are.” you pecked his lips.

the next morning, your mom makes breakfast. sunghoon walks into the dining area dead on the inside.

“what’s wrong, sweetie?” your mom says.

“i think i screwed up on my finals. what if i don’t go to the same college as you guys?” sunghoon pouts at his friends. your mom affectionately ruffles his hair.

“sunghoon, you are smartest boy i know. plus, you still have ice skating as a career. at least you did your best.”

“mom, am i the one smart too.” jay innocently says.

“oh, jay sweetie. i’m already thankful if you get into college.” your mom says. jay huffs. jake and heeseung laughing at him. you smiled.

“(name) sweetie, how is going along with the boyfriend hmm?” your mom suddenly says. your eyes widened. jay’s eyes too.

“mom, i don’t have a boyfriend.”

“sweetie, i see you constantly smiling on your phone.”

“yeah, i was watching something funny which is why. plus, it was late at night. you know i laugh quite loud.” you explained. your eyes met with jay’s. he was sneaking in small glares at you to get you to admit it.

it was about 12pm, your dad had placed everything needed in the compartment. for smaller bags, it can just be dumped into the back since there was more than enough seats for everyone.

“everyone ready?” your dad asks. you happily replied with ‘yes’.

with that, you set off. you were sitting in the back with the extra baggage. there was only one seat left next to you and you knew none of the boys would settle next to you. everyone was falling asleep or so you thought. jake makes his way to the seat next to you and you tilt your head at him. you checked if jay was asleep and he was. his head laid on sunghoon’s, how cute you thought.

jake holds your hand and squeezes it. you took out earphones.

“i missed you.” jake whispers. you smiled. “i also missed your lips on mine.”

“jake, we can get caught.”

“just one kiss.” jake gives you his best puppy eyes ever. god you were so weak for him. you sighed.

“fine.” jake leans in and kisses you. you thought he was going to cut it short but you were wrong. he holds you in place, a hand raising to your cheek as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. it’s been a while since you and jake ever got this intimate so you missed this.

you pulled away only for jake to chase for your lips once again.

“babe, we can’t. not right now, okay?”

“just one more?” jake pleads.

“jaeyun.”

“(name).”

“we can’t makeout here. everyone is here.”

“then…later?” jake says.

“sure.”

“okay.” jake makes sure to steal one last peck before going back to his seat.

your dad finally pulls up to the cabin. he somehow managed to even reserve the same one from 2 years ago. everyone leaves the bus, they stretch and went over to help get the items from the compartment. even moving them into the cabin. you were helping your dad and you were the only one outside along with him.

“hey kiddo.”

“yeah dad?”

“i saw you and jake.” your eyes widened. right, your dad was driving obviously he would be able to witness whatever happened. he can’t sleep while he drove everyone to the cabin.

“dad i-”

“i’m not mad sweetie, don’t worry. i’ve always felt that you and jake should be together, even your mom agrees. she had a feeling, you liked him.”

“oh.”

“we know how your brother can get so we won’t say anything about this but just to let you know…we are proud of you.” you smiled.

“thanks dad.” your dad ruffles your hair.

“now, go choose your room.”

“yes, dad.”

you went into the cabin. it was almost the exact same, maybe they just changed up the furnitures and renovated it over the years since it was pretty old. it brought more nostalgic when jay and sunghoon went to fight for bedrooms.

“things never change.” heeseung says whilst shaking his head. he heads straight into the hallway with his luggage. you were left with jake and your parents.

“you don’t have to be uptight. i already know about you two.” your dad tells jake. he lets out breath and instantly goes to hold your hand.

“let’s go, mrs.sim?” jake says. you giggled.

“sure, mr.sim.” you retort back. both you and jake went over to the hallway. your mom watches over you two.

“they remind me of us in the past.”

“your brother wasn’t protective over you though.” your dad says.

“yeah but seeing them so in love reminded me of us.” your mom coos.

you chose the same room from 2 years ago. it still had that spectacular view. once again, you were shocked that none of the boys had chosen this room. they probably took the same rooms in the past. unless, of course, jay didn’t want his little visitor to appear again. you prayed that history did not repeat itself because you’d love to actually kiss jake, without the same incident happening again.

of course like back then, jay and others passed out after eating your dad’s steak. it was too good.

you did as you were previously doing back then, reading your book and being too engrossed in it forgetting jake was ever supposed to visit you in the first place. jake knocks on your door and he pops his head in just like back then. you giggled.

“can i come in?” jake asks.

“yes, you can.” you placed your book down on the bed and made your way over to jake. he shuts the door. you went to peck his lips but he stops you.

“this was not what happened.”

you whined, “are you seriously going to roleplay what happened back then?”

“it was romantic.”

“yeah, before jay interrupted us and you were almost caught.”

“he isn’t going to burst in again, babe. trust me.”

“are you sure?”

“yes.”

“fine.” you realised that meant you had to act shy around jake. you forgot you were ever like this ever since you agreed to be his girlfriend. “wait, that means i have to pretend to be how i was back then.”

“exactly.”

“but i was horrible back then.” you say. jake shakes his head.

“i thought you were adorable. now. say those words.”

“but you’re already in my room.”

“ah right then i should probably stretch shouldn’t i?” he smirks.

“you saw me gawking at your body back then? oh my god, jake! that’s so fucking embarrassing.” you groaned. he stretches and you looked away this time. he reaches over for your chin to get you to look at him.

“eyes on me, babe. don’t be shy now, you’ve already seen my body tons of times.”

“that’s because you insist on being shirtless when we sleep in the same bed together.”

“yeah and you love it.” he cockily smirks. you rolled your eyes.

“let’s just fucking sit down.” you groaned. jake chuckles.

the both of you settled down on the chairs in the balcony like old times.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says.

“i forgot we were roleplaying-”

“say it.” jake says. you sighed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?” you say in the most monotone voice.

jake didn’t seem fazed by your tone of voice so he continued. “yeah but they are always the classics.” you deadpanned.

“I really don’t like how you actually remembered what you said.”

“hey, i was flirting with you. how could i not remember? you laughed at it and agreed with me. to me that was progress on stealing your heart.” you snickered.

and just like back then, the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake.

“just fucking kiss me.” he flicks your forehead and you groaned.

“not what happened.” you grumbled at his words.

he leans closer. you shut your eyes and just waited. finally your lips met with his and there was no interruptions this time. jake kisses you with so much love and passion. he was really waiting all this time for this, the kiss you two shared in the bus was not enough. he wanted more, to drown in your lips and so he did.

one of his hand grazes your cheeks. the other tugs forward your chair to the point where you and him were sitting closer. this wasn’t enough though, he needed more. he pulls away.

“babe, i-” before he could get a word out. he hears a throat clearing behind the both of you. there stood your brother. sunghoon and heeseung were standing beside him, hiding behind jay since it seems like they were caught guilty of not reporting this to him. they were also a little traumatised that they witnessed the kiss you two shared (they obviously knew you two were together but they have never seen you two actually kiss).

“jake? care to explain why you were kissing my little sister?” jay shoots him a terrifying gaze. jake’s breath hitches.

“i umm.” jake takes a deep breath, “jay, me and your sister are dating.” he says.

“okay.” jay says. both sunghoon and heeseung turned to jay like he was crazy. even you and jake were shocked.

“no ‘overprotective brother’ talk?” jake cautiously asks.

“why? do you want one? because i-”

“no no no. it’s okay.” jake says. jay nods.

“(name). you’re happy with jake right?”

“u-uh? yes. I am.”

“good. then, you better treat her well.” jay points to jake. he nods.

“but why are you okay with this?” you asked.

“jake, is the best option out of any other guy. i’ve known him for years and he is most definitely perfect for you so yeah i don’t really care if you date him.”

“what about us then? we’ve known you since literally childhood.” sunghoon asks as he points to both him and heeseung.

“like i said. the best option out of all the guys out there.” sunghoon’s jaw drops.

“yah! I would be a great boyfriend to (name)!” sunghoon huffs.

“please don’t put that image in my head. i can handle jake but you? hell no.” jay turns to you. “if you and jake ever break up, please don’t date sunghoon.”

“uh okay?”

“this is discrimination against me!” sunghoon says.

“and by the way. i already caught you two smooching in the car. never knew kissing made so much noise.” jay says before leaving your bedroom. “oh and please use a fucking condom. i don’t want to get a niece or nephew at 19.”

“jay!” the door shuts.

“so umm, wanna continue kissing?” jake asks.

“the mood is ruined, jake.” he tugs you forward to his lap and you fell right into it.

“well, it’s not ruined for me.” jake dangerously says. it was all it took for jake to kiss you again. where mother nature could be the only witness to this escapade.

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Hi!

May I request Jakurai, Doppo, and Rosho's s/o pegging and praising them?

Pegging + praising with Jakurai, Doppo, and Rosho

yes!! absolutely love to write about guys being bottoms..

femreader, begging (a little);;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

-It's even surprising how much he actually loves it.

-Jakurai is such a mysterious, charming man with everyone around him, and nurses at his work can't stop bubbling about what a gentleman he would be in a relationship, caring and, of course, dominating, with such height and strength..

-When actually he hurried up to get home, already imagining how you would help relieve his stress. He never admits this but sometimes your boyfriend gets a sudden erection while he's still in the car, after you send him some teasing text during work.

-Yet he still prefers to have some foreplay before the main act, as he loves to be teased by you.

-Touches of your hands relaxed his tensed muscles as Jakurai kissed you, breathing heavily. The bulge in his pants just gets bigger when your arms grasp his hips.

-Your boyfriend is always controlling and caring in his casual life. So of course he wants to feel himself weak and pampered sometimes too, and your praise is just what he needs.

-It's just so amusing - to see how he tries to calm himself down when it's clearly noticeable how much his hands trembling as he grasp sheets around him, how gasps keep breaking from his chest as you start sucking his neck, and how blush start covering his face, that usually so pale.

-I'm absolutely sure Jakurai have tried anal sex before, and really like it. It always helps him clear his mind as all he can't think about is your tight grip on his waist when you start with deep slow thrusts at gentle pace, slowly speeding up.

-"S/o.. Please, faster.." - he mumbled under his breath, lifting his hips more as your dildo hit just the right spot. - "Please.."

-"Of course, my dear.." - your sweet voice and hot breath on his skin makes him tremble even more. - "You are always so obedient and good just for me, how can I say no to such a pretty angel?"

-Jakurai absolutely doesn't mind saying or showing how good he feels, yet moaning? Too ashamed for this. His own loud groans sound too embarrassing for him, and only when you praise him and his deep voice, he would slowly try to be more vocal.

-"Come on.. I wanna hear how you sing for me with this beautiful voice, darling.." - you squeeze his thighs, slamming your hips to his one more roughly, making Jakurai gasp. - "It's just so cute when you sound like that, so just relax and free your emotions.."

-Well, he always ended up moaning loudly, calling your name again and again when you start stroking his twitching dick too.

-Jakurai does have great patience so he would try to hold himself as long as he can without cumming, just to prolong pleasure.

-But on some days, when he's especially romantic, sweet praise and some good pounding at his weak spot is enough for him to cum. Yes, without any touches to his dick.

-"Mm? Already? Without any touches?" - you cooed, enjoying his shameful groans. - "You're so sensitive today, my darling.. Maybe I should reward you with another round for being so passionate and obedient, mm?~"

-Absolutely pathetic helpless bottom.

-I'm not sure this man was having sex before he met you, so it's absolutely understandable he has no experience in pegging.

-But who said he wouldn't like it? After a few sessions where you slowly lure him in, Doppo kinda gets addicted.

-You are pleasing him yet also praising?? He's ready to work his ass off for the whole evening just to get absolutely wrecked in bed while listening to what a good worker he is.

-So when you set the right mood and Doppo realizes why you call him in the bedroom, he gets so impatient. Sloppy quick kisses as he almost tears apart his shirt, trying to throw away all his clothes as fast as he can.

-You can already see his trembling dick hardening in tight pants as Doppo whines right in your lips, almost like a puppy in heat.

-He has kinda bad habit to get carried away in his mumbling so expect very much begs as he almost sobbing, asking to be fucked.

-"S/o.. I can't.. I can't wait any more.." - he whimpered while you caressing his hips, slowly taking off his pants. - "P..please.. i.."

-"Sh.. Doppo, I know you can be a good boy.. Wait a little and I will take care of you, okay?" - you smile softly, enjoying how quickly he lost himself even before everything started. - "You know I will not leave my precious Doppo without rewarding him for a good job, mm? You deserve to be spoiled today, my dear.."

-He's so obedient, wanting to hear more praise and get rewarded. With a soft sweet tone you can make him do anything, almost if your boyfriend gets hypnotized with your voice.

-He can't say that he doesn't like foreplay, just sometimes he wishes you two can jump right to the actual thing, as he is already too aroused. Well, but your skilled finger that stretched him wide also was so good..

-A fan of rough sex, absolutely enjoying how your strap-on pushes his tight walls, as it relieves all his stress and clears his mind. Doppo can get pretty wild in bed, grasping on sheets and almost tearing it as you pound him faster and faster, hitting sweet spots with every thrust.

-He can't help but quickly lose all control both over his body and voice, moaning loudly and asking for more and more. And it doesn't matter if anybody will hear him, as it's just too good to even try to calm down.

-Especially when you play with his dick like that, tickling his ear with your hot breath as you praise him more. Honestly he is almost on edge now, losing his ability to talk, as your aggressive pounding is mind shattering.

-It's amazing how long he can go now, cumming several times yet asking for more with needy eyes. When you just started, one round was enough for him, but it looks like you did a great job of training your boyfriend.

-Also, Doppo slept so well after this, absolutely drained..

-"That's it, Doppo, you are doing so well so far.." - you chuckled, kissing his hot temple, sending waves of goosebumps over his shaking body. - "Such a good, good Doppo, you deserve some more treats, my darling.."

-Another ashamed man..

-He probably has some experience in sex yet this topic is kinda unclear for him, and he doesn't mind to try..

-Yet you need to prepare him long and well, not only physically, but also psychologically. Rosho is just so worried.

-Not about you hurting him or something, more about him being absolutely awkward in bed as it's so strange, to be dominated by someone.. yet it's so exciting.

-Your praise makes everything better as soonly your boyfriend gets used to this. He's still a little bit shy, but you can clearly tell that he enjoys that much more when trying to admit it.

-Rosho is really slow in such things, loving to get some passionate gentle foreplay before, as you share soft long kisses together. It helps him calm down his fast beating heart as he already can feel some tingling in his core.

-Especially after a long day in school, as he got home absolutely tired of loud kids and all this paperwork… Calm lights of your bedroom as he just lay down, relaxing under your touches and enjoying your quiet voice is like therapy.

-"You are always working so hard.. Dear, relax a little bit now, it's my turn to take care of you, okay? Just enjoy yourself.." - you smile a little, caressing the trembling hips of your boyfriend, as he spreads his legs apart, biting lip. - "Yes, like this.. I love when you are so obedient.."

-Long, sensitive thrust makes him lose his mind almost immediately. Despite Rosho always trying to be calm and collected, you make him whimper from the very beginning, as you just perfectly know what angle to thrust into him and push his weak spot.

-Rosho is kinda embarrassed by his moans but they are not that loud, more deep and husky as he breathes heavily, gasping for more air.

-He is both happy and shy about your praise. Well, he really wants to hear that but admit it? It's so hard for him, so he just mumble something, trying to hide a red blush on his hot cheeks after you start to coo at him for always being so calm and obedient. Well, but you don't need to hear anything from your boyfriend as you can see how his dick starts throbbing more, exuding more precum.. Rosho really enjoys every one of your words.

-"Mm? Your body is so honest with me, baby.. I'm glad to know you loved it that much.." - you purr, hands keep stroking his legs as you get closer to his twitching dick. - "There's no need to be so shy, I'm willing to please you as long as you want, you deserve such a treat.."

-That's it, you almost make him cum with your words and a few strokes, as your fingers are just too good at teasing his cock. And the way you play with his glans enough to send shivers down his spine as he whines, warning you that he's on edge now.

-"S/o.. I'm.. I'm cumming, please, I'm close.." - Rosho mumbled, moving his hips in one pace with you, drowning in pleasure. - "I'm so close.."

-"You're so cute, my dear, but it suits you very much.." - you chuckle, fucking him more faster, as your hands keep moving up and down on his hot trembling dick. - "It just makes me want to spoil you more today, darling.."

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sobredunia · 10 months

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tell me about Fez, please, im looking through your blog and like, i am intrigued

please click read more for an unskippable cutscene

ALRIGHT SO.

FEZ is an indie game created by a (now hated on the internet) guy called Phil Fish. If you wanna find out why he's hated do your own research this isn't about him it's about his videogame

It came out on april 13th of 2012 (yes. homestuck day. i know), and it sold over a million copies by the end of 2013. I've tried finding how many copies have been sold up to this day in total but didn't find anything, but the general gist is that it was pretty much an instant hit, and people absolutely loved it, working together to solve its intricate puzzles even to this day. Yes, there are mysteries hidden in here that an entire community of dedicated fans still hasn't found the solution to 11 years later

(tiny warning here, do not play this game if you have motion sickness or are severely affected by rapidly changing images, there are whole areas that are a doozy to play through. Please stay safe!)

Gameplay

Fez has a singular core mechanic that remains unchanging throughout the entire course of the game, and that is the ability to change perspectives

this is what the game looks like, a 2d pixelated landscape with tons of beautiful colors

but.

this is what the game also looks like

that's right, baby, this shit's actually in 3d

you use this change of perspective nonstop throughout your adventure, to cross gaps like demonstrated in the gif, or to simply access places you couldn't in that current perspective. There are other tiny mechanics that get added, like invisible platforms, crates and buttons, bombs, timed platforms that disappear... they add a bit of flavor, but the main mechanic is always there

There's also a really big emphasis on puzzles towards the latter half of the game, but I'll get more into it later

Story motivations

Your name is Gomez, you are a tiny little guy living in a cozy 2d village that you have never ever left. One day, an old man named Geezer sends you a letter asking you to climb to the top of the village. There, a giant fucking cube appears outta nowhere, teleports you to a satanic ritual, then to the vaccum of space, speaks to you in a strange language you cannot understand, and gives you a free hat. Oh and also he explodes or something

After you're given the hat, the fez, you discover that the world is actually in 3d, and you can now change perspectives. You unlock the core mechanic

After that, you wake up in your room with the fez still on your head, and a being in 4d called Dot is sent from who knows where to tell you that the cube that gave you the hat is called Hexahedron, is actually technically kinda god, and you fucking killed him. Now, your mission is to pick up its 64 pieces and reconstruct him

You see all those tiny golden cubes? You have to collect 8 of them to make a bigger cube, and you need to collect 32 of those

Now hold on, I hear you ask, didn't you just say that you need to collect 64 pieces? Why are you changing your mind and saying 32?

Because, my dear friend, there is another type of cube that you have to also collect

These are called anticubes. Y'know, "a negative for every positive" type of stuff. You have to also collect 32 of those

The main difference between an anticube and a normal cube is that they aren't broken into 8 pieces, when you find one it'll be whole. You can also sometimes encounter full golden cubes btw, but they're rarer than its normal tiny pieces that you collect. Another main difference is that these cubes are much, much harder to find, and I'll go into detail in the next section

There's also this one hub area, with four doors that will only open once you have enough cubes (anticubes also count)

Once you open the door with 16 cubes, you'll enter this one town filled with people that aren't quite like you. In there there's yet another door that will open when you get 32 cubes, so get to gathering motherfucker, you got a long way ahead of you

Puzzles (anticube edition)

When you collect that first anti cube, there is no going back. The floodgates have opened and you are now too deep in. You know too much. You must see this to the very end, for better and especially for the worse

The puzzles in fez are actually surprisingly varied when it comes to difficulty and accessibility. Most likely, the first anticube you'll find will be in this one room. You'll scan the qr code and do the instructions it says, and then the horror of your new life will begin

But this is just the tip of the iceberg, because BOY OH BOY are anticubes convoluted to find in some cases

Sometimes you'll get them by solving relatively easy puzzles, like this one

others will require a bit more thinking, like this one

and then we have the hardest ones where you'll have to learn how to read words, numbers, and commands in the FEZ language

and these arent even the hardest bullshit puzzles the game will pull at you. it gets worse. it gets so much worse

Game ending

Surprisingly enough, you can get a game ending with just 32 cubes. In fact, it is literally impossible to get the 64 cube ending without the 32 cube one unless you have outside help, you know the answer to all puzzles, or you somehow get extremely lucky in a very specific number of rooms

Behind the 32 cube door there's a giant gate that, and I shit you not, teleports you into fucking space

Aliens are canon in the fez lore and they look like squids

Once you reach the top of the alien temple fucking thing, you enter an eye(?) and there you meet the shell of god, the Hexahedron. Since you haven't gathered all 64 cubes, it fails to reconstruct, and it breaks down. This part is pretty dangerous for people with epilepsy, by the way, as there's rapidly changing black and white colors. The 64 cube ending is a bit easier in the eyes, but yeah, just a heads up

In the 32 cube ending, you get sent back home, and you see how the town gets more and more pixelated. Then you see a weird sequence that's like those videos of people really zooming in into things and you see the particles and microscopic stuff?? idk. and then you see Gomez playing the drums :D

After that, you wake up in your room, still with your Fez, and the same sequence at the start of the game plays out. You go to the top of the village, Geezer summons a giant fucking cube, you meet god, but instead of getting another fez, you get cool glasses, that allow you to finally solve a batch of puzzles you couldn't see before and you can finally gather the last anticubes

In the 64 cube ending, the Hexahedron reforms correctly, and instead of zooming in, it zooms out. You see that your world is a tiny cube next to many tiny cubes, and then those tiny cubes form a 4d entity that looks just like Dot, and then those many Dots next to eachother zoom out until they're nothing but static, and then it looks like a tv is turned off, and then the credits roll

They're both very strange endings, and definitely not what a lot of players expected or wanted, but what can you do

Puzzles (hell edition)

NOW.

You thought that was the end?

You thought you could simply walk away scot free?

You thought that this game had no more last "fuck you"s up in its arse?

You thought fucking wrong

Because you know that something's not right

Because you're in too deep

You've played this far. You've scrolled this far.

You have to see how this ends

You have to tie up the last loose ends

You see this? This is the game's map. It actually has a really clever design! Not only are the icons for the areas cubes, but you can also change perspectives like how you do in-game! Pretty cool, right? There are also some small indicators you can see on the bottom left. They mark if you've left any cubes, bits, treasures, or locked doors. They also mark any secrets you might have left! And they turn golden once you've found everything there is in that room, including secrets

If you were normal (let's imagine that for a bit, okay?) and you got the 64 cube ending, that's it, right? You've gathered every cube, you've gathered every map (you need them to get all cubes), you've gotten every key and opened every locked door, that should be it, right? You have everything the game asked you to have, so the whole map should be golden, right?

...right?

No! :D you fucking fool, you poor summer child

In fact, there are three rooms left. Three rooms left with a secret symbol next to them, and one other special room

First, we'll talk about the special room

Once you gather 64 cubes, you'll be able to open a door hidden on an unsuspecting island and access this one special room

kinda weird, right? It has a tileset that appears nowhere else in the game, same with its background. There's also a strange transparent heart over it? Strange

Now, the three ungolden rooms

First, the observatory, the room with the easiest puzzle, at least in comparison with the other two

Second, you have whatever the fuck this is. In order to solve this one, you HAVE to know the Fez language, no ifs or buts. Not only that, but there's a high chance that you were reading the language the wrong way, so in order to have the remote chance to solve this mf you'll have to git gud and realise the error of your ways

And last, but definitely not least

The most infamous room in the entire game aside from maybe the heart room previously shown

This cunt

These three are the hardest challenges the game has to offer, no exaggeration. And also, the first two rooms can be solved at any point of your adventure, but for the third one you HAVE to have completed the 32 cube ending, no workarounds

Now, how to solve them?

If you go to the observatory at night, you'll notice two red blinking stars in the corner. They're speaking in binary code, with one being 1 and the other being 0. Then, that binary has to be translated into a buncha diff languages to be decoded, and once you're done you'll be left with a set of commands that you'll enter in the observatory to get a special red cube that not even Dot, the motherfucker in 4 dimensions that knows things beyond our comprehension, knows what it is

For the second room in fez language, you'll need to answer a question with the cubes provided to you. It's a weird thing where you have to mix this word with the name of the company who made the game, I don't know man. Once you've answered you'll get the second red cube

And now, the third room

Commonly denominated the black monolith room

Why is there no black monolith?

Because you have to make it appear

First, you have to get this burnt map

Behind it, there's a string of code that translates into commands

You need to get into the room, and use the special ability given to you in the 32 cube ending: first perspective mode

You'll have to stand in the tiny square inside this infinity symbol thing that doesn't have a line in it (basically, not the one the screenshot is looking at lol), and then you'll have to do the commands

Once you do it, the black monolith will appear

Okay, you did it

You put the code correctly

Now what?

This isn't a collectable. This isn't a red cube. This doesn't do anything. What is this? How do I solve this puzzle

You wanna know the answer?

Who fucking knows

No one knows the answer to this. No one knows how to solve this. The community solved this a week after launch by bruteforcing it. I shit you not they made a bot that spewed random fez inputs and people just tried them until they got the correct solution

No one knows how it's meant to be solved. To this day, people still go on the r/fez subreddit to give their theories on what the intended solution was meant to be

They have tried everything

The position of the candles, the boiler room, some other random ass rooms that look remotely similar to the black monolith room, a random shower room, it somehow being on a book in the game that's just filled with haikus??, some bullshittery mobius strip mental gymnastics, the other half of the code being in an abandoned airport in Arizona...

...whatever the fuck this is...

by far the most known theory was the release date theory

but that got disproven by one of the devs a few years ago

but anyways, we've already gone through insanity for long enough, it's time to be normal now

Once you've gathered all of the red pieces, they will appear in the heart room

that's it

we're done

...

....almost

there's a secret code

one that was actually intended to be datamined for once lmao

If you look at certain artifacts in the menu and you rotate them a certain way in a certain order, the heart will vanish and the screen will turn white

you'll be sent back to the menu, and if you load that save file and go back into the temple...

there will be nothing waiting for you there

that, my friend, is the true end of Fez

You wanted to know too much, you wanted to learn everything, to the point of wanting to tear open a creation that took blood, sweat, tears, and five years to complete. And now there is nothing. You ignored the game's boundaries of only wanting to let you know this much, and now the game is empty, the love is gone, and there is nothing left for you here

You can leave now, I hope you're satisfied

#ask #ace #long post #fez #fez videogame #fez game #i went very overboard lol #i love this game so much man #fez video game #heho i hope you enjoyed this lighthearted ramble #i promise you it could be worse #nathan's notes

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