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orcelito · 1 year

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ok SO i went and got out Most of my knives (i remembered I have a nonbinary knife only after i took the photos & also idk where it is currently. just imagine all these plus a nonbinary flag knife ok? ok)

HERE ^ is the most of them, minus that nonbinary knife. look at that fuckin mess. 32 shown here (i think) plus my nonbinary knife makes 33 blades (minus cooking knives, i dont count those for these purposes)(also counting the swiss army knife as only 1 bc lol)

& some explanations for them! gonna put these under a readmore bc it got Kinda long on accident whoops. Read Ahead if u wanna see me nerd out about my knife collection.

STARTING WITH my big ones.

my spear (gifted to me), my cane sword (from anime convention), my shitty $20 sword (also from anime convention. low quality but cool as hell), my teal mini sword + matching throwing knives (from online), my decorative axe (from a local store), my twin blades (my sharpest blades, theyre actually kinda scary how sharp they are, but i love them bc of it. from online), red saber (from online),

ANDDDDDDDDDDDD my favorite hefty bitch of a machete that i sleep with in my bed frame on the very right (inherited from my grandpa bc i was the first one who spotted it at Family Claiming Day)(this thing really is as long as my leg & much heavier than Any of the rest of the blades pictured here. i love it)

another view of the blades so u can better see how long they are. the big boys. they're lovely. 2nd heaviest blade is the cane sword when it's in its cane, mostly bc that handle has some Heft. tbh id feel safer using it as a bludgeoning weapon than a stabbing weapon, but having a cane sword is just plain cool

AND my smaller blades!

i have a lot of pocket knives. starting from the top left: golden pocket knife (from online), rainbow dragon (from online), rainbow HEFTY boy (heaviest pocket knife, from online), spider knife (from online), stiletto jade (from online), pathetic army boy (from local store, this knife has NO redeeming qualities, but it's mine <3), black stiletto (from local store), plain dagger man (from online), my damascus steel knife (was a gift, probably my singular most expensive knife. fancy boy), Dull Dagger Man (first blade i ever bought, from anime convention)

& for bottom row: teeny black knife (first pocket knife i owned, gift from my dad), lil rainbow knife (from local store), plain steel knife (from sketchy shop in gatlinburg + one of my Favorite knives), green dragon knife (from online, a real beaut), triple throwing knives (also from same sketchy shop in gatlinburg), the baby throwing knives again from the Big Boys pic but i included them again bc they r so teeny tiny, my keychain key blade (from online), swiss army knife (from online), & the pair of claw keychain baldes (from online)

many blades, many stories, so little time. theyre great tho.

SOME FOCUSES:

^ these are all my spring-assisted knives, sorted from worst feel to best feel to open. based on quickness, ease, & general satisfaction. leftmost is leftmost bc i didnt even Know it was spring assisted, bc it doesnt have a nice lil tab on the back to press. no u gotta press on one of the rungs. but once u do it Does spring open, so i included it. next 3 are just Average in feel (these 3 are sibling blades anyways, nice of them to be together). jade stiletto is smooth and quick, nice to open. Hefty Boy rainbow has some THUNK to it when i open it. like that babey's got PURPOSE to it. added to the general size of it & it's just pretty great. AND THEN MY TWO FAVS, green dragon is a perfect beautiful knife & feels very great to open. and then Steel Sketchy Knife aka my 2nd pocket knife & first i bought for myself. it looks plain in comparison to the others, but she's anything But. quick, light, Sharp. it has the Best feel to open, bc it's just a fast SHHK. probably my knife that's seen the most use (aside from my small black knife) just bc of how great it feels to open. i love that knife so much for Real.

& the final highlight, somewhat related, are the knives I actually use the most in my daily life!

on the left are the knives I keep in my bag by default, & thus the ones I carry with me Everywhere i go. small black pocket knife bc she's Ol' Faithful, & a pretty lowkey knife for basic tasks when I dont wanna raise any eyebrows lol. silver knife bc as previously stated i Love using it so much. i take it out when i gotta breakdown a lot of boxes at work, & it Never disappoints. small rainbow keychain key knife bc it's cute & i like to keep it on my keychain. & swiss army knife bc Obviously im gonna keep the swiss army knife in my bag for if i need an emergency tool.

on the right are the three knives I keep out in my apartment. black stiletto lives on my bathroom counter, for bathroom knife needs. green stiletto i keep on my table next to where I hang out in my bedroom, for any couch time needs. & then green dragon beaut camps out on top of some shelves by my front door bc it's Great for opening boxes, aka something I will do for packages I receive after pulling them in the front door. it works for me.

all the rest of my knives live either in a box (for small ones) or my closet (for big ones). i may have a lot of knives, but somehow I never feel like i have enough. i just love collecting them so much <3

#speculation nation #knives #what this boils down to are. my favorites are: Big Hefty Machete that i managed to stab myself with on accident #by dropping it point-first on my finger (whoops)#a plain silver knife i got from a sketchy shop in gatlinburg (there really are so many there) that just feels SO good to use #a beautiful green dragon knife bc it's well balanced & feels great to open. also pretty.#black stiletto knife just bc i love how it feels in my hand. it's also very pointy #& small black knife bc she's ol' faithful. & great for using for average shit to not freak people out #(imagine if i brought ol' Hefty Rainbow out w/ its glass breaking base & wonderful hooked blade. ppl would give me Looks for sure)#i love many other knives but those r my favs #if i had to pick an ABSOLUTE fav it'd have to be my machete. it having drawn my blood did Not discourage me from loving it #it feels very uhh. idk it makes me feel secure having it nearby #if for nothing else than someone seeing me wield that & being like 'what the FUCK' bc it's kinda pretty intimidating lol.#long and heavy. wouldnt actually be great for combat bc that thin part between the blade & the hilt could snap the moment you hit bone #but good for me i never intend to use my blades for that! it feels comforting mostly as an intimidation factor.#the comfort being like. if someone broke in lol. that's why i sleep with it in my bed frame. so i can have it onhand Just In Case #aka it's like sleeping with a gun under my pillow except i just keep a massive fucking knife next to me instead. works for me #not the longest of my blades but it's the heaviest of my blades by far. i feel very lucky to own it.#anyways this has been the Knife Ramble by yours truly. this took me like 2 hours to gather & take pictures of & write this summary #APPRECIATE MY WORK at documenting my collection. this is the first time ive done this in several years.#wish i'd found that nonbinary knife first... oh well...

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jjeulip · 2 months

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Haikyuu boy as sum of the texts me and my bf send to each other.

p.s i'm 9 months older than him ( a little bit of nsfw )

|| Miya Atsumu

Him >> Yikes, I just found some bananas in the kitchen. Gonna eat those.

You << oh! oh! I want a banana too!!

Him >> nah, you can have my banana instead :P

|| Kozume Kenma

Him >> wait- actually, let me get down first.

You << Why? are you on a tree?

Him >> why would i want to fucking climb a tree?

|| Kuroo Testuro

You >> I'm old enough.

Him << and I'm big enough <33

|| Sugawara Koushi

Him >> if you don't listen to me, I will spank you

You << I didn't know you were this kinky tbh...

|| Suna Rintarō

You << I can't sleep..

Him >> Watch tiktok.

|| Tuskishima Kei

You << are you even reading what I just texted?

Him >> my glasses just broke.

You << why?

Him >> a dog was chasing me so I ran and my glasses just happened to be slipped off from my face that moment and I stepped on it, I was so pissed off that I just stopped running from the dog and the dog just stopped chasing at me when I did that. I hate dogs.

|| Oikawa Tooru

You << why are you so big when you're literally younger than me? That's not fair.

Him >> I don't know, honestly. I was just born with it, y'know? natural big D :>

You << I meant your height and body

Him >> oh. 🤷‍♀️

|| Miya Osamu

Him >> *send picture* wanna drink strawberry smoothie that I just made?

You << no?

Him >> let's break up.

|| Bokuto Kōtarō

Him >> sorry I fell asleep _._

Him >> sorry :( I was sleeping

Him >> hello! hello! Babyyy im sry I fell asleep:[

Him >> hey, I was sleeping :')

Him >> heellow, I was sleeping lol

Srsly, bitch- stop sleeping istg. 🙄

|| Hinata Shoyo

Him >> can you dance? Like waacking?

You << no why?

Him >> idk, I have been seeing those dance videos on fyp and I just thought it looks really cool.

You << oh unfortunately I can't do the waccking dance but I can give a lap dance for you. :P

Him >> what's a lap dance?

*five minutes later*

Him >> •/////• sure, I mean.. if you want to.. ig sure.

|| Kageyama Tobio

Him >> *send scrrenshot* my battery is at 2%

Him >> hey my phone is about to die.

Him >> I forgot to plug my phone last night and it's on 3% now.

Him >> sry, my phone died :(

Him >> uh.. btw ma'am.. *send screenshot* my phone is about to die. (Pls don't get mad)

Him >> only have like 2% left *send screenshot*

Him >> *send screenshot, showing you his phone battery is on 2%* :))

|| Akaashi Keji

Him >> hey why aren't you replying to me anymore?

You << sry :( I just got a cut

Him >> huh.. how?

You << I was just trying to grab a little table knife from my desk, and I accidentally got cut

Him >> is it big? Put some medicine in it

You << nah. It will hurt

Him >> hey, go put some.. c'mon

You << :<

Him >> go.

You << it's not even that big, I swear!

Him >> that's it. I'm calling your mom.

|| Sakusa Kyioomi

Him >> I really shouldn't have watch that horror movie tbh.

You << are u okay?

*a minute passes by*

You << heyyy hellooo???

Him >> I think I heard something

You << ok??

Him >> I heard something. Like i'm not even joking.. It sounded like water dropping.

You << probably water dropping from the sink?

Him >> no... the sink never drops water...

You << you are just being paranoid stop 😭

Him >> No. I'm sure, it's not from the sink

You << what movie did you watched?

Him >> the well?

You << oh :)

Him >> HELP ME I THINK THERE IS SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE.

*You had to facetime him until he fell asleep that night*

|| Iwaizumi Hajime

Him >> I'm about to head to the gym, wanna join?

You << nah, I'm comfortable in my bed.

Him >> why did you stay up really late at nights? You should sleep early at night and wake up early at morning. Be productive c'mon.

You << nah -.-

Him >> I'm going for a morning walk tmr. Wanna walk with me?

You << what time?

Him >> 5:30am?

You << please, gtfo.

Btw my bf favorite characters in haikyuu are tendou and koganegawa!!

©jjeulip

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wonwoonlight · 6 months

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are you like me too? / kwon soonyoung

⇢ Soonyoung x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: 1.1k

⇢ angst // breakup(??)!au // comfort?

⇢ A/N: i wrote this in like, 30 minutes bc i was watching the epik high and hosh's performance in akmu's show and got a random burst of writing juice so. enjoy? i'm obsessed w the song and this particular part btw so it's definitely inspired by that. as always not proofread but do enjoy somehow lol

요즘 뭘 먹고 마시고 어떤 행복을 찾는지 what are you eating and drinking these days? what kid of happiness are you looking for? epik high ft. hoshi - screen time

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Soonyoung has never felt so stupid.

But, then again, being drunk and regretful at the same time is an obvious recipe for disaster.

He doesn’t even usually get drunk, as he’s often already passed out before he gets to that point. But there’s something about tonight that compels him to keep on throwing back drinks over drinks even though Jihoon is already looking at him in worry and Chaeyoung is trying to stop him from getting more.

But of course, drunk Kwon Soonyoung is even more hard headed than normal Kwon Soonyoung and Jihoon eventually tells the younger girl to just stop trying because perhaps the guy needs it.

After all, Jihoon knows Soonyoung has been regretting his decision to end… whatever it is he had with a certain someone and he hasn’t had the chance to properly throw himself a pity party that it’s probably been eating him inside out for the past week.

“Why the fuck did I…” He mutters to himself, not even caring that two of his friends are there worried out of their minds. He eventually kicks them out an hour later because he can only handle so much pity being thrown his way in his own fucking house.

He’s pitiful–pathetic, he knows, but it doesn’t make things any better and he does need this to (hopefully) make peace with whatever stupid decision he made last week to end things with you.

You’re not even his girlfriend–and whose fault is that?–he swallows another shot bitterly. And yet suddenly not having you any longer feels more painful than the last time he broke up with his ex-girlfriend.

Is it simply the alcohol, bubbling thoughts into his mind? Amplifying the pains even though it’s not really all that?

He glares at his phone, silent with nonexistent notifications from you. And then he looks at the mirror and glare at himself for pushing himself into such a situation.

Why did he think it was a good call to cut you off his life when it was him who talked to you first, asked for your number, begged you for a chance to go on dates, and now grovelling in his own room because he told you that he thinks it’s better to stop seeing each other when you’re not even yet in a relationship.

What was there to end, really?

A possibility, perhaps.

Love that was possibly growing in your heart that he cruelly plucked when it hadn’t even bloomed.

Is that a good thing, then?

Would it hurt more for you if your feelings had grown deeper than what you currently harbour towards him?

He takes his phone and scrolls through your old texts once again. He can probably recite them in his sleep at this point, but he doesn’t care because he misses you and he wishes he still has you–your texts, your laughter, your touch, your voice–you.

🧡: look at this dumb dog lmaoooo

how can u call him dumb :(

hes cute u meanie :(

🧡: //youre/// dumb🙄🙄

🧡: you know i dont mean it like that 😠😠😠😠

🧡: how dare you make me a villain against dogs!!!!

He takes a deep breath as he plays the video you sent for the nth time, still having it in him to smile at your small dog trying to jump into the sofa even though you had laid out a perfectly new dog stairs right next to it.

He presses his lips together at the sound of your laughter in the background, probably the only way he’s still able to hear it now.

It’s only been a week. He knows it’s only been a fucking week. But he’s already wondering how you’re doing and who’s making you laugh, if you get to eat that dumpling that you’ve been wanting to try since last month, if you’re sending your dog videos to someone else now, if you’re still watching the drama that you were watching with him.

…If someone’s holding you because, maybe… and just maybe… you’re also as sad as he is.

He hopes you’re not though. He doesn’t wish this wrenching feeling in his chest upon you.

He hopes you don’t like him enough to be as sad as he is.

He hopes you don’t like him enough to drink yourself to sleep–to numb the pain and silence the voices inside your head.

Closing his eyes, he contemplates on calling you. But he remembers that it was him who rids himself of that choice.

“Hello?”

Fuck. He’s even imagining your voice now.

“Hello?” Your voice calls once again, and Soonyoung grips his phone tighter because it’s getting too real and perhaps it is time to stop drinking. “Soonyoung? Are you there? Are you okay?”

He jumps when he realises it’s actually you, panics when he realises he accidentally presses call when he’s too deep in his thoughts. For someone who contemplated on calling you just not too long ago, he’s suddenly hyper aware of the situation and no longer sure what to say.

He opens his mouth to say something, but a violent cough makes it out of his lips–enough for him to hit his chest because it feels like he’s about to vomit though there’s nothing in his throat.

He hears you panic from the other side, and as much as he wants to tell you not to worry and apologize, he couldn’t do it because his head is spinning and a part of him wants you to know that he’s hurting and he’s regretting.

You already hang up once he’s calmed down.

And it’s thirty minutes later someone knocks on his door, his eyes widening in shock when he finds you on the other side, seemingly running out of your place in a hurry because you simply have a jacket over your pajamas.

“Are you okay?” You look up in worry, your hand already busy trying to see his temperature. It’s when you realize that Soonyoung has been looking at you in silence that it finally hits you that you’re not supposed to do this.

That he… he breaks up with you before you even begin dating and you’re probably out of your fucking mind for thinking that you should rush to him the moment you think he might need help.

Mistaking his silence as resentment, you quickly retract your hand and apologize. But before you can even turn away, Soonyoung pulls you into his place and closes the door and then wraps his arms around you.

You can’t even begin to comprehend what’s happening, but when you feel his body shaking and hear him trying to hide his tears on your shoulder, you decide it doesn’t matter.

For whatever reason, Soonyoung is hurting.

Whether he’s hurting because of you or some other reason, he’s hurting and he’s looking for comfort in you if the way he holds you so tight that it hurts a little and the smell of alcohol on him says anything.

You hug him back and Soonyoung cries harder.

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©wonwoonlight – all rights reserved. I don’t allow any reposting, translation, and any other kind of redistribution of this fic. Please tell me if you’re aware of anyone doing this without my permission.

A/N: wow been so long since i wrote for him???

#soonyoung drabble #soonyoung scenarios #seventeen angst #seventeen au #seventeen scenarios #khione.fics #hoshi angst #hoshi scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenario #soonyoung angst #seventeen oneshot #hoshi oneshot

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tomkaulitzssgirl · 8 months

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First of all I need to say I love love love love loveeeeee your writing 🫶 tbh, you inspire me to get back into writing myself !! If you still were accepting requests, I was wondering if you could maybe do smth for Bill and a female reader who’s really short and insecure about her height and gets feels really low and depressed due to it? Maybe she is sick of some of the comments/jokes being made by some fans (and maybe even Tom at first ?? LOL) when she is seen together with Bill? And he could like comfort her or smth maybe he finds her sexy?? Maybe even smut with a SIZE KINK OH EM GEEEE 🥵 tyty so much 🖤

- okay so at first when you met him, the first thing he noticed was how short you were, but not in a bad way, he actually found that really cute

- you had always been insecure of your height, because people in school always made fun of you for it

- you actually had a time in your life where you were scared to go out because people would make fun of you

- it was really tough, especially because all of your friends were so tall compared to you

- you didn’t understand why they would pick on you though, it made no sense

- why make fun of something that you can’t decide? it was stupid

- but again, there are many stupid people in the world

- so when bill actually started appreciating it, you were in shock

- you thought he didn’t want to be with someone short, you thought he would’ve liked a model - tall girl type of thing

- BUT GOD WERE YOU WRONG

- he loved picking you up, it was so easy for him

- when you guys took pictures together, he would always playfully put his arm on your head and you would pose with annoyed look on your face

- for sometime, you actually were confident in yourself since bill made you feel that way

- but it all crumbled down when paparazzi started taking pictures of you two together when you went public

- bill loved how he was so tall in those pictures where you walked together

- and god how he loved the way his hand was much bigger than yours

- he could easily lift you with just one hand

- but then again, not everybody thought of it that way

- you knew that going public would’ve brought love and hate and you were right

- many jealous fans started making fun of you, calling you a dwarf or saying that bill looked like your father because of how small you were (which made you disgusted)

- so for awhile, you cried yourself to sleep when you were alone while you pretended to be happy with him

- he didn’t pay much attention to the media since he was used to it but for you it was such a new thing

- infact at first he just told you to ignore it

- but one night, while you were on tour with him, he heard you sniffling while you were under the covers

- he approached you slowly, thinking you maybe had a cold

- but when you turned around after a few times of refusing to do it, his heart broke completely

- “oh, meine liebe…” he would whisper as he hugged you tightly, laying beside you

- he would get so angry

- you guys would talk about it and he promised he would make sure to tell his fans to stop this bullshit

- he would never fail to remind you how beautiful you are

“Y/N, i love everything about you and you know that, your eyes, your smile, your hair, your body, everything! there is nothing i don’t worship on you. i won’t let people ruin your mental health and confidence.”

- he knew how it felt being bullied since he experienced it sadly

- he couldn’t understand how people could be so evil, especially to you

- no one could touch you or make you feel hurt in any way

- he also had to deal with his dumb twin, tom

- even if he did it out of love, tom would make fun of you too sometimes

- you would fake a laugh, especially during the times where you were the most insecure

- bill would notice and tell him to stop before talking to him in private about the situation

- after that tom would apologise wholeheartedly

- you were like a sister to him now and he didn’t want to make you feel bad, it was just his way of playing and showing love

- you would be embarrassed at first because your insecurity was something that only bill knew about besides your parents

- but you accepted his apologies immediately

- BUT…..there are not just bad things about this

- remember when i said bill loved how his hand was bigger than yours?

- well, it didn’t stop there

- he loved how his whole body was bigger than yours

- especially in bed

- he loved being on top of you, watching your small figure underneath him, struggling to take all of him

- he loved watching his hand wrap around your neck

- or how he could easily change your positions and fil you over like you were just a feather

- he would be really careful though, he didn’t want to hurt you

- and honestly, during those times, you loved being this short and small

- like it would actually make you so wet jlsnwj

- the feeling of being overpowered by him, being so submissive to him and hearing him praise you for being such a good girl for taking him so well was something out of this world

- even when sometimes you wanted to act like the dominant one, he would always made sure to remind you that you couldn’t top him

- he would look down at you with a smirk as you tried to make him obey to you

- “what? you wanna be so tough but can’t even look at me in the eyes?” he would tell you when you tried to say something smart at him but quickly looked away when he would lean down, with his arms folded against his chest

- so yeah basically, not everything was bad

- you knew that he loved you for being you, flaws and everything (even if for him it wasn’t a flaw)

- and you loved him for being so gentle and patient with you during the hard times

- honestly, such a sweet and healthy couple <3

a/n: hope you like this <3 love u so much thank u for the sweet words, hope you get back to writing! <3

#tokio hotel #tokiohotel #writing #fandom #fanfic #masterlist #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x you #bill kaulitz x female reader #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x y/n #tokio hotel bill kaulitz

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yan-lorkai · 11 months

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.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Yan!Vil with homesick!reader

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/n: Been in soft vil moods this past days so I wrote this lol.

Being in a different world is hard, it's scary. And the worst of it is feeling alone even if there are people by your side every day. This is exactly how you've been feeling these last few days, lost and without a path, without a clue and without any progress. The idea of returning to your world disappears from your head more and more, it seems more distant and impossible.

You wonder what the people most important to you think of what happened. Do they think you ran away? Are they still looking for you even after all these months?

"Prefect, shouldn't you be sleeping at this time?"

Vil's strict but soft voice sounded behind you. And you look at him, trying to read his expressions, but there's nothing on his face that lets you know how he feels or what he thinks. You can only imagine how intriguing the scene from his point of view must be. You sitting on the ground next to Ramshackle's front door as you look out over the yard and think about everything you've left behind, annoying tears drying in your eyes.

If only Tsunotaro had shown up today, maybe your melancholy thoughts wouldn't have troubled you so much that you couldn't sleep. And maybe now Vil wouldn't be looking at you that way, as if scolding a child.

"Prefect, I await an answer." He crouched down beside your, carefully wiping away your tears with his fingertips. "Why are you out here in the cold and crying? Why didn't you come to me or the others?"

You shrugged. In NRC, there is an unspoken rule that nobody truly cares about your problems. And well, they're all villains, so it's not like you really want to share your feelings with them without the fear that someone will laugh.

But it's also not like no one will understand your pain. At least not completely, they all had a family to go back to during the holidays, they all had their parents and siblings close by who they could count on in the most difficult times. You only had Grim and he only had you; you two were literally two in one in every sense of the word.

"It just got something in my eye." You lied not caring what he thought, brushing his hand away. You and Vil only interacted during VDC rehearsals, so it's not like you were friends and it bothered you that he was there for you during a fragile moment. "Don't worry about me, I'll be right back to my room. I just needed some air."

A sound of disbelief left Schoenheit and he cupped your face with both hands in a quick gesture, caressing your cheeks and looking deep into your eyes.

"Potato, I can see you're not feeling good." He whispered.

It was true. It was true and for you to hear him say it out loud confirmed that normality had slipped through your fingers and that you really were in a strange world, this wasn't some kind of strange dream. The look so soft in his lilac eyes, the way he caressed your cheeks and pulled you into a hug was all you needed to let the tears roll and the sobs escape your throat.

Maybe even someone strict like him had some sympathy in his heart. His hands gently rubbed your back as he whispered words of comfort, feeling you shiver in his arms. And the scene broke his heart. But your teary eyes certainly were a beautiful sight, not even the most beautiful pictures taken by Rook could compare to you.

"I miss home." You confessed, quiet, fearful.

The hug tightened and you hid your face in his neck, you never wanted to feel that way again and at the same time you wanted to feel everything. Feeling was one of the only things you could do and missing everything gave you the necessary determination to keep surviving one more day in this strange world.

"It's understandable that you feel that way," Vil muttered. "But, you know, there are ways to alleviate this longing and feel closer to the people we love, even though we are far away."

You looked at Vil curiously, frowning at what you had just heard. Whatever solution he was going to offer, you knew it wouldn't be enough to ease the pain you felt. Still he continued, combing your hair with his fingers. "Write a letter to each person you miss and then burn it, I hear it can help ease the weight you feel."

You looked at him in disbelief and that drew a laugh from Vil who watched your reactions. "Another thing that can help a lot is to create a routine, something that you do every day that makes you feel closer to home. If you liked to listen to music or read at home, do that here. It can give you a feeling of comfort and familiarity."

You nodded and thanked him for sharing these tips, even though a pessimistic part of your brain doubted any of them would work. Yet you were grateful for his intentions and saw him in a new light from that moment on.

Vil then placed his hand over your heart. "Remember that you are not alone and that there are people who care about you, they're all right there."

You smiled once more.

Oh, if you had noticed that peculiar glint in his eyes…

"Thanks, really, I'll think about it." You promised, pulling away from the hug and the hands that massaged your shoulders, feeling like a weight was lifted off your shoulders just by having someone by your side.

Except Vil hates sharing your attention and he would take up every bit of your time because only he could take care of you and love you the way you deserve.

You got up and offered your hand to help him up, then wishing him a good night. Surely you would sleep that night with one less worry, you weren't alone. You had Grim, Ace and Deuce by your side. And… A part of you mind added a new face to the people you felt you could trust, Vil as well.

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lanassgirlll · 3 months

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Old Faces

Elijah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Summary: The last time you saw the Mikaelson family, you got left heartbroken. Now, you meet a certain member of the family again after centuries.

Warnings: kidnapping (kinda?) tiniest bit of angst, mentions of paranoia, use of y/n!

Words: 1,7k

AN: First of all, it's been a while since I have posted something, but I am back! So, I'm thinking about making this story into two or three parts. Also, I haven't decided which the love interest will be, so I will make a poll and I ask of anyone who reads this, to vote and choose!! Anyway, enjoy my new story and I hope you like it! (side note: please excuse any grammar and spelling mistakes, lol)

Getting out of the taxi, Y/N took in a deep breath whilst looking around the fascinating streets of New Orleans. She had only been here a few times, long before the city was founded. So, saying the place had changed would be underestimating.

It was almost dark outside, and she couldn't wait to have a shower and get some sleep. The flight she had booked was early in the morning, so she had spent many hours in the air just to get here.

Taking her bags out of the car, Y/N slowly made her way inside the hotel she had booked a room in. The hotel itself wasn't anything special and it wasn't one of the best places to stay in the city. But she liked the simple, rather than the extravagant places, so this would be just perfect for her.

It was now early in the morning when Y/N was getting ready for her day. She had decided that she'd spend the few days she was staying in the city, exploring, and collecting little souvenirs for her home in Europe, instead of sulking and rotting in the bed of her hotel room. Y/N didn't like traveling so far away from home much, as she loved the comfort of it, but whenever she did, collecting things that would catch her eye was like a tradition for her. Her house was full of colorful toys, rugs, all kinds of weird cutlery and even furniture, all of which she had gotten from her travels.

Putting on her coat and grabbing her bag, she made her way out of the room, and outside into the streets of New Orleans.

After strolling around the more modern part of the city, Y/N decided to go to the famous French Quarter, as she had heard many good things about it. At least more good than bad, as the place was known for the wicked vampires and witches who somehow never could make peace between their communities.

The place was truly beautiful, she had to admit. The buildings, the people, the jazz music, which she didn't like much, but it was still charming in a way.

But as she was walking around the streets, simply just admiring the place like a kid would admire a toy store, Y/N couldn't get of the feeling that someone was following her.

Sure, she was known for being a little too paranoid at times, but this time she really couldn't find out why. A thousand questions were running in her mind: Was it because of the stories she had heard about this place? Were the witches trying to get her for being in their territory? The fear was slowly building up as the paranoia was taking over her mind.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly made her way into an alleyway and looked around, just to make sure she was alone.

Just as she was about to open her bag, a man appeared in front of her. And as she was about to speak, the unfamiliar man broke her neck, and her world went dark.

Slowly waking up, a quiet groan escaped Y/N's lips. She figured it had to be from getting her neck broken. As the realisation kicked in, she opened her eyes and looked around.

She was in a big room, big windows letting the bright sun lighten the space. The room itself didn't have much furniture nor people in it. She looked down at herself and saw that she was tied down to a chair, and from the burning that she felt, it was obvious that the ropes were soaked with vervain. Great.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she managed to speak up.

''Hello? Is- is there anyone?''

She had to admit, she was scared to death right now. She had never really been in any situations like this up until now. She had never gotten attacked by anyone and it's been a few good centuries since anyone has broken her neck. The worst feeling was the anxiety she was feeling at that very moment.

How could she be this stupid? She was such an old vampire and she always let her fears get the worst out of her at the worst moments. Like this one. Y/N thought that this would be the day she'd die.

She was so lost in her thought, she didn't even notice the man that was now standing behind her.

''What do we have here?''

Hearing the deep voice behind her out of nowhere, made her squeak and close her eyes tightly, trying to control her breathing. She was a scaredy cat and at that moment she felt more embarrassed than afraid.

''Who are you? What do you want with me?''

The question started flying out of her mouth as she tried to get a better look at the man behind her.

''The more important question is, who are you? And what are you doing here?''

Just as Y/N was about to answer his questions out of fear for her life, she heard another man walking into the room. Of course, she couldn't see him either and the only thing she could hear now, was the quiet mumbling between the two of them.

Y/N swore that the voice of the man who had just walked in was one she had heard before. She just couldn't place where.

She looked down at her hands, trying to pull them out of the ropes, even though she knew it was of no use. She hissed at the burning feeling and clenched her jaw. Y/N was getting angry now. She had done nothing wrong to deserve this.

''Hello? If you won't tell me what you want, just let me go! I have done nothing to you!''

As she looked up, with the corner of her eye saw one of the men making his way over to her. He stood in front of her and looked her up and down, and Y/N swore she could feel the judgment in his eyes.

''Quick change of attitude, I see?''

The man was tall, with dark skin and sharp face. His expression wasn't giving anything out, and she couldn't read him.

''Look, I only-''

She stopped mid-sentence as the other man now stood in front of her, too. Memories started flooding her mind as she stared up at him. It had been centuries since she last saw him.

The one and only, Elijah Mikaelson.

He was looking at her, like he had just seen a ghost. His brows were furrowed, and his lips were parted, as he was sucking in a breath.

Before either of them could make a sound, the dark-haired man that stood next to Elijah, spoke up first.

''I'm guessing the two of you know each other. Care to explain, Elijah?''

Y/N clenched her jaw tightly, looking away from them without a saying a word. She was getting overwhelmed with all the memories that were coming back. She had been keeping them locked at the back of her mind, as they were too painful. It had taken her decades to get over what had happened. In all honesty, she never truly got over it, but at least she managed to control the thoughts.

''Marcel, would you be so kind and leave us.''

She heard the man, whose name apparently was Marcel, sigh with a hint of annoyance before slowly making his way out of the room.

Y/N reluctantly looked up at Elijah again, her jaw still clenched tight. He looked so different since the way time she saw him, yet still the same in a way. The only obvious changes were, of course, his clothes and his hair style.

''Y/N, this is- a really unexpected surprise.''

She scoffed as she heard his words. Using the word 'unexpected' was a funny way to describe it.

''Then let me go, and we can all continue with our day, peacefully.''

''I'm afraid I can't do that. Just yet.''

''You cannot be serious, Elijah.''

She was so angry at this point, her blood was boiling. What did he want with her? She knew that he didn't know she was here until he saw her with his own eyes. The shocked face he had made told her everything she needed to know.

''Just let me go. I don't know why your friend had to snap my neck and bring me here, but I assure you, I have done no wrong to him!''

Elijah had a small smile dancing on his lips as she chuckled at her words lightly.

''What's so funny?''

''I'm just- I am at loss of words. You've changed so much since the last time we saw each other.''

''I will not sit here and suffer, just because you want to chit chat.''

As she was looking at him, she saw as an emotion flashed in his eyes, but it was gone before she had the chance to figure out what it meant.

Suddenly, he ripped the ropes off her hands and threw them down on the ground.

Y/N quickly stood up and took a few steps backwards, needing space from him.

''Don't expect a 'thank you'.''

''Why are you here, Y/N?''

Her brows furrowed as she heard his question.

''Excuse me? Suddenly you own the world? I was here on a holiday, and now you have ruined it!''

His face was like a rock. She couldn't figure him out and it was slowly starting to annoy her, along with the other hundred things that were already annoying her.

''No, of course not.''

''Listen, Elijah. I don't want to be around you. So, I will get my things and go back home, and you won't hear or see me ever again. Sounds good? Great!''

Just as she started walking towards the door Marcel had walked out of earlier, figuring that had to be the way out of the building, Elijah appeared in front of her, startling her.

''Jesus-''

''Don't go. Just not yet at least.''

''I don't owe you anything Elijah. And you don't deserve a second of my time. Now get out of my way.''

''Y/N, please, let's talk. Or let me talk. I believe we have much to go through.''

She was looking at him, thinking about his plea. Was she really about to agree with him? She had tried so hard to keep the memories out of her mind, because of how painful they were.

But just like in the past, she really could never say no to him.

Knowing she'd regret it later, she took a deep breath and crossed her arms over her chest, before speaking up.

''Fine, let's talk.''

#writing #send anons #writeblr #writers on tumblr #anon ask #short story #the originals #tvd #elijah mikaelson #marcel gerard #tvdu #tvd universe #tvdu fanfiction #x reader #y/n

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dailydanganronpaimagines · 2 years

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HI HI HI

I have a request <33

How would Kokichi react to his GN! S/O catching the despair desease and being extremely clingy to everyone except him???

I don't know why I just thinked about it lol, have a great day!

Kokichi x Gender Neutral S/O with Despair Disease:

"Shuichi...Don't leave....Please..."

You hugged Shuichi's arm desperately, your face flushed from sickness.

You had caught the despair disease, which left you with the sudden urge to cling to everyone, except-

Shuichi reddened, "W-What about Kokichi? He..."

"I'm okay...Don't leave Shuichi..."

"Oi! Sidekick! I'll take care of them, kay?"

Kaito pulled you off Shuichi, enveloping you in his coat while Shuichi went to get some sleep.

"Kaito...Stay please..."

He rubbed your back, "Don't worry, I-

The door opened, making Kaito laugh, "I think you're making someone jealous..."

At the door was a very annoyed Kokichi, trying not to look annoyed.

He wasn't someone who got upset easily, but even he was stung seeing you cling to everyone but him.

"Y/N, I know you're sick, but you gotta stop it okay~?"

He tried to pull you off Kaito, but you refused to move.

Kaito grinned, "Sorry, it seems they aren't moving."

"Y/N, don't be stupid...I'm yours, you know? You don't have to take pity on Kaito."

"Hey! Don't push your jealousy on me!"

Kokichi growled, "I am not jealous! Not!"

Kokichi sighed, seeing Kaito smirk like that made him even more annoyed.

"If you really love em', do something about it."

"...Fine."

Kokichi was being more patient than usual, you thought...Was it because you were sick?

"Y/N?"

"What?"

"Look at me, kay?"

Still clinging to Kaito's arm, you looked at Kokichi.

He gave you a smile, you really loved his smile.

"C'mon Y/N...I'll hold you forever, kay? Wanna give it a try...?"

You glanced at him, even in your fever, Kokichi somehow seemed comforting.

You had a feeling you felt like that before, before you were sick with something that made you want to avoid him.

"Is that a lie?"

"Nope! Just for a few seconds, kay?"

Kaito winked, "Go on, why not?"

Shaking a bit, you broke away from Kaito, and fell into Kokichi's arms.

He hugged you tightly, and you felt yourself relax for the first time.

"So tired..."

You sunk into his shoulder.

"Y/N? Let's move to the couch, kay?"

"Don't...Want to move..."

Kokichi picked you up in a sweeping motion, and layed you on the sofa.

"Y/N..."

He brushed the bangs from your eyes, and sat next to you.

"Try to rest, kay? I'll keep you safe, or is that a lie?"

You closed your eyes softly, falling asleep to the sound of his voice.

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x y/n #kokichi ouma #kokichi x reader #kokichi x y/n #danganronpa kokichi #danganronpa imagines #x reader #self insert #despair disease #clingy #clingy reader

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gamma-rae-bursts · 1 year

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Back Home

Alex comes back home after a long case.

Pairing: Alex Blake x Reader

Warnings: None, I think

Genre: Little Fluffy Blurb

Word Count: 600+

A/N: Little blurb I wrote for @nightmarish-fae a while back. The prompt was "you smell nice". Contains canon dialogue from season 8 episode 22 "#6". Posted before but I accidentally deleted my old account lol

*Ring, Ring*

“Hey, you” you said as you answered your phone, a wide smile plastered on your face

“Hey,” You heard Alex’s soft voice as she replied, “Remind me why did I think working at the BAU was a good idea?”

“Because you’re an exceptional profiler and even better agent?” you said, chuckling a little at your girlfriend’s question. “Just a guess.”

Alex has been away on a case for close to two weeks now, and this was the first time you have spoken since she left. You don’t tend to make phone calls when she’s away, not often at least. Occasional text messages to let you know that she’s okay are what she prefers, and as much as you missed Alex, you understood her need for independence. But this was a nice exception to the unspoken rule between the two of you.

“How’s the case going?” You asked, full of hope that the investigation was progressing at a faster rate. “When are you gonna get home?”

“Who knows,” Alex said with a hint of sadness and exhaustion in her voice. “all the leads we’ve gathered in the past few days led us nowhere, each being a dead end”

The hope in your eyes was instantly replaced with sadness, as you realised that this is going to be, yet another night spent alone, curled up in your shared bed holding tightly onto Alex’s pillow pressed against your chest. In the moments when you especially missed her, you’d often spray some of her perfume, the smell of which brought you comfort and reminded you of the woman you loved.

*Doorbell Rings*

“Are you expecting someone at 11pm on a Wednesday night?” Alex questioned softly.

“Um, no, not that I’m aware of.” you said, slightly concerned as you truly didn’t remember to make any plans for the evening, your mind starting to spiral in all possible ways

“Maybe you should go and check it out?” the linguist said in a much more enthusiastic way.

Your eyes filled with hope, you ran to the door to open it as soon as possible. Would Alex really not tell you she’s coming back? She never did that, somehow, she was never good at keeping secrets and surprises, always being so excited she couldn’t hold it in her. When you finally reached the door, you looked through the peephole, almost not believing the sight in front of you. There she was, as beautiful as ever, standing with a huge smile on her face. The same smile that you found yourself get lost in so often. You immediately opened the door, almost jumping at the gorgeous woman standing in front of you, wrapping your arms around her neck. Never wanting to let go. You felt her smile as she pulled you closer to her, leaving soft kisses on your head.

After what simultaneously felt like hours and seconds the two of you broke the hug, Alex placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

“I’ve missed you” she whispered, smiling at the realisation that she can finally hold you in her arms again. “If I ever get the idea to work for the FBI again, please shoot me.” She added, both of you chucking a little.

After chatting for a while, Alex decided to take a shower, the exhaustion from the previous days slowly taking over her. You waited for her in your in your bedroom, happy to have her back.

“You smell nice,” the linguist whispered as she joined you in the bed and wrapped you in her arms. “Is that my perfume?”

“Mhm, maybe.” You said in a barely audible whisper. She slightly chuckled, pulling you even closer to her, you let yourself melt in the warmth of her body as you both drifted off to sleep.

#alex blake #alex blake x reader #reader insert #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds fic #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #ssa alex blake #dr blake #y/n fics #alex Blake fics #cm fanfic #fanfic

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insomniac-astronomer · 2 years

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I don’t know how late your post was posted, (the one where you asked for comfort fics) but can you do an angst/ comfort fic for Wandanat x female reader?. Only if it isn’t a bother. If you do, can you please do one where y/n gets attacked in their house while the team is on a mission and Nat and Wanda get an alert that says y/n is in trouble and they get back in time to save and comfort reader… please

Wandanat x Reader: Intruder

Hell yeah. I've been wanting to write a Wandanat fic for decades lol. You guys all pulled in on the requests and I failed you. I ended up having two dry sockets and it hurt so bad I couldn't focus to write :/

Description: what it says in the request lol why is it underlined? HELP I CAN'T GET RID OF IT. Everyone is around the same age and dating in this cause there's some weird stuff in this tag lol.

Gender: neutral! no pronouns used!

WARNINGS: violence obvi and pain, shitty ex-boyfriend totally not because I believe mine would've done something like this if he knew where I lived, panic attack if you squint, anxiety, past trauma and stuff

P.S. don't tell anyone you're going with for the first time where you live, you never know how it's gonna go down. Meet them there - Life advice from me. Go out in public if you've never met them before. And for goodness sakes LEAVE if they won't let you get a word in. Good luck out there my loves, be safe.

You hear something from beside you. Almost like a tap on the window, but not quite.

Groggily, you start to pull yourself from your sleep. You blink a few times to get your eyes to focus in the dark.

Suddenly, you hear a thud. Your heart jumps, waking you right up. You look over and see the silhouette of someone standing there. Your hand reaches down beside your bed, searching for the bat you have stored there. The back of your hand makes contact, but knocks the bat to the ground, out of your reach.

"Hello, sunshine. Why are you afraid?"

Oh, shit. You know that voice. It makes your skin want to fold in on itself and burn. Your ex. Though you don't call him that. You call him 'the person you used to date' because you don't want him to be your anything anymore.

You haven't seen him in years, since high school. But there he is, standing right in front of you.

"Why are you here?" You ask, your voice involuntarily shaking.

"You're not happy to see me?" He sounds threatening in a way.

"I . . . I didn't say that."

He shakes his head. "Don't you still love me?"

You are silent, not sure which answer would make this outcome better.

"I still love you," he says. "You're my sunshine, forever."

"We broke up years ago. I haven't seen you since high school." You try to reason.

"I know, such a shame. And now I see you've forgotten me."

"I haven't-"

"Yes you have. You have a new love now. Do you tell her you love her? Do you even think of me anymore?"

You take a deep breath. Something about him always ticks you in the wrong direction, despite the fact that he just broke into your house.

"I think of you all the time." You are being honest.

"Really?"

"Yes. You haunt me everyday. You tried to manipulate me and you stalked me."

He walks up to the bed, towering over your sitting figure despite the fact that you know he's the same height as you.

"You're lying. You spread that rumor to all of our friends. You turned them all against me. I love you. I never manipulated you."

You see the shadow of his raised fist on the wall behind him.

💫

"Agents Romanoff and Maximoff, your house has just received a break-in alert." FRIDAY announces to the team's earpieces.

"What?!" Wanda yells out. She scans the area for any sign of her girlfriend.

"Wanda, you have to be quiet or you're going to blow our cover." Pietro whispers from next to her.

"I don't care! Y/N is in trouble."

"Wanda," Nat's voice comes in. "There's nothing we can do about it until we're out of this base. Just hold it together for ten more minutes."

"Data is uploaded." Tony says, making Wanda sigh in relief.

"Let's stay low on our way back to the jet. Don't make any rash decisions." Steve announces. "Okay, Wanda?"

"Yeah," she responds, sounding distant.

They all take their respective routes back to the separate entrance points they entered on, thankfully without attracting any attention from the swarms of HYDRA agents. Once inside the quinjet, Wanda worriedly sits next to her girlfriend, holding on to her arm.

Tony sets the jet on autopilot, highest speed. "We'll be back in about two hours."

"Two hours?!" Wanda yelps.

"I can't go any faster." Tony looks apologetic.

"Wands, it's okay. Y/N is strong. We left the bat beside the bed and the gun in the living room." Natasha whispers into her ear to calm her down. "It's all going to be okay."

A tear runs down Wanda's face and onto Nat's suit.

💫

You come back into consciousness, barely realizing you are now on your living room couch. A blurry image of the room appears and you don't see he-who-must-not-be-named, or Voldemort, as you and your friends call him for short.

You keep your head down and don't move as to not alert him that you are awake. You can taste blood and feel dried blood on your face.

You only remember him coming into your bedroom and starting to talk. You can't remember anything else.

"Good morning, sunshine."

Ah, shit. Well, you tried. You lift your head, trying to sit up but discover that your wrists are tied to a chair located above your head.

"We should talk." He says, coming into your view. "Now, you turned my friends against me. You made me feel like a horrible human being. You made up lies about me. So, I could kill you."

"I'm sorry!" You blurt out, every single minute of therapy you had just immediately flying out of your brain. "I am! I said I was sorry years ago and I'm still sorry today, okay?"

"Yes. But see, I don't believe that because you fell in love again with someone else."

"I-" you stutter for a second. "I mean, I moved on but I still shouldn't have talked about you to everyone."

"I used to be popular!" He suddenly shouts. "I was going to be captain of the cross country team! You ruined it for me!"

Actually, for the record, people only knew him because they were laughing at him behind his back. He was too blind to see that. Additionally, he was one of the worst runners on the cross country team. So like, no that was just another blatant lie he made up.

You used to feel so bad for him. Back when he was nice to you. People laughed at him and you just wanted to give him a hug. Sure, you never thought he was particularly good-looking, but you're more of an emotional-rather-than-physical lover anyway.

Too nice for your own good. As usual. And you were right all those years ago thinking he might attack you some day. He always seemed so unafraid to say whatever he thought. Now here he is, threatening to kill you.

He takes in a breath. "Now, of course, if you were dead, that would mean my love would be dead. So the other option: I keep you for my own forever. Would you like that?"

You freeze and don't respond. Your inner lie-detector won't let you say yes but you're too scared to say no. Again, too nice for your own good. Dammit.

"Would you?" He asks again.

"Um," you fill the silence to buy some time. "Well, that's a big decision to make. I might need some time to think."

Speaking of time, where the hell were your girlfriends? FRIDAY should've sent the break-in alert hours ago. The sun is just starting to rise now and a little bit of light illuminates the blood stained on your clothes.

"Well, I'm in control now." He makes eye contact with you, making you dart your eyes away. "I make decisions for myself. No one tells me what to do. And I think you hurt me more than you could ever love me."

"I said I'm sorry! Is there anything else I can do?" You feel tears start to sting your eyes. A mixture of feeling his disappointment and the fear of imminent death stabs you like a knife to the stomach.

"Hmmm," he very very slowly and methodically pulls a gun from his pocket. He's a hunter. You know he has good aim. You'll dead for sure. "No, I don't think there is. You sealed your fate."

"Please don't-"

"Put the gun down!" Natasha's voice shouts. You gasp in air, a little weight lifting off your chest. You start thrashing around trying to get free.

"Enough!" You feel the tip of Voldemort's gun press into the side of your head. "Shoot me after, see if I care. Someone else will finally feel my pain."

Suddenly, he freezes and his eyes unfocus. You see them turn a slight shade of red. Natasha runs into the room and rips the gun away from him. Wanda follows her, untying the weak knots and pulling you into a tight hug.

You feel a few tears escape your eyes as your heart pounds. Suddenly, you find it very hard to breathe.

"Hey, hey, hey," Wanda runs her hand through your hair. "Relax, it's okay. We've got you now."

"I- can't-" you barely force out, your lungs constricting your voice.

"Okay, that's okay. Just try to breathe regular with me, yeah?" She takes your hand and holds it up to her chest so you can feel the rising and falling of her breaths. "We're here now. We've got you."

"I'm going to get this moron to Stark. We'll have to wait till he's over the mental trauma before calling the police." Natasha explains, using the rope you were tied up with to tie his hands behind his back.

"Mental trauma?" Wanda cocks her head.

"Yeah," Nat gestures to his confused and scared gaze. "Shit messes you up for awhile."

"Oh," Wanda bites her lip. "Sorry about that one time-"

"Yep, all good." Natasha kisses the top of her head. Finally pulling your body together a bit, you let out a little giggle at their interaction.

Wanda beams at you. "You're smiling! Oh, thank goodness!"

"My face really hurts though," you wince a little as you talk.

"Yeah, that's a bad punch you got there," Nat gently holds your head still as she inspects the area.

"I don't remember when that happened." You look away.

"That's okay," Nat uses a finger to turn your head back to her. "Doesn't matter what you remember. As long as you're okay now."

You nod with a little smile.

Hey sorry that like 25% of this was just me projecting my very specific guy-I-used-to-date problems. True story, couldn't say his name because it physically hurt for some reason so my best friend came up with Voldemort lol.

Don't steal! Thanks for reading! Leave a like if you feel like it! Save me for later!!!

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the-way-of-words · 1 year

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I'd Trade The World For Your City Lights Part Two

Nick Ruffilo x Holly(ofc), mentions of: Noah Sebastian x Nick Ruffilo, Noah Sebastian x Holly(ofc) and Nick Ruffilo x Holly(ofc) x Noah Sebastian

Content warnings: thigh riding, P in V sex, mentions of a threesome

Contains sexual situations with fictionalized versions of real people. None of this is real. Not your cup of tea? Back button is right there.

Part of the PolyVerse // MasterList

Part One

<Noah> Incoming

Rubbing her eyes, Holly stares at her phone. It could be the lack of sleep, but she feels as if she's missed something.

<Holly> ???

<Noah> I can't say much, Nick said he wanted to talk to you about things himself.

But…

He and Lys broke up after the show the other night.

<Holly> So, what, you two had a heart to heart after I went home?

<Noah> Well, that.

…

And other things.

<Holly> What does that mean?

…

Wait

…

Are you telling me you guys hooked up?

<Noah> Are you upset?

<Holly> If it was someone other than Nick, yeah

…

I mean I know we’ve never really talked about that

…

Nevermind… sorry.

<Noah> No, I know what you mean.

…

I feel the same way.

They haven't fully talked about what this thing between them is, and they should. But she's glad to know they're on the same page with others; with Nick. If anything, she’s upset that she wasn’t there to see it and she has no qualms telling him so.

<Holly> If anything, I'm upset I wasn't included lol.

<Noah> I'm sorry, was I supposed to turn him away when he needed comfort? Comfort that only I could provide.

<Holly> You're gloating, Noah

It's rude.

<Noah> <3

<Holly> So.

You and Lys broke up, huh?

<Nick> God. That boy can't keep a fucking secret to save his life.

<Holly> Speaking of fucking…

<Nick> Told you about that too didn't he?

<Holly> I mean, no specifics

But if you wanted to fill me in on those I wouldn't say no.

<Nick> You two are awful. Remind me why I thought it was a good idea to get you involved with each other again?

<Holly> Pfft. You know exactly why.

…

But in all seriousness, you doing okay? I know you liked her.

<Nick> I did.

…

But, I'm okay. Honestly, it's better that it's over. I wasn't being completely honest with her about my feelings for others.

And that wasn't fair to her.

<Holly> Feelings for others, huh?

You meet someone else on the road?

<Nick> Holly.

<Holly> Nick.

…

Oh. OH.

<Nick> Look. My flight gets in tonight, would you be able to pick me up? Probably better if we continue this in person.

<Holly> You know I will. Send me the details.

Her insides curl when Nick's already outside as she pulls up to the pickup curb. She’s spent the last five hours going over what he said and while Holly’s never allowed herself to think too much about what she feels for Nick, she can’t ever remember missing him so viscerally when one of them has been in a relationship. It’s not too far of a stretch to imagine something more between the two of them, but everything gets more complicated when she remembers Noah is part of this, too.

None of those worries seem to matter, though, when he presses his lips to hers in greeting. It's a quick and gentle thing, but it stirs something to life in her chest. There’s a heady undercurrent to the conversation as she drives him home, but whether it's the looming talk or the fact that they're probably going to end up in bed together, she doesn't know.

The feeling follows them as they maneuver his bag and gear from her car and into the house. It settles around them like a blanket as they linger by the door and, for the first time in a long time; she feels nervous around him.

"Hey," she almost jumps when he speaks, eyes finding his. "Come here," he says, reaching for her.

"I thought you wanted to talk?" She asks even as she takes his hand and lets him pull her closer.

Nick leans into her space, bumping her nose with his affectionately, as he whispers, “Later.”

Holly may tease herself about it later, but there’s always something about kissing Nick that feels like coming home. Her mouth opens to his, letting his tongue slide against hers and she’s so caught up in it she’s taken by surprise when he sits on the couch, pulling her on top of him. She breaks their kiss to rest her forehead against his. "I missed you."

"I missed you too."

She feels it; the way he says it, and Holly knows even before they have time to lay everything out, things are going to be different after this. His eyes find hers when she lifts her head from his while his hands slip under her shirt, fingers caressing the skin of her waist, her back. "Is this okay?" he asks as he plucks at the hem. Holly nods, letting him pull the garment up and off of her before his fingers trace along the edges of her bra. "This too?"

She nods again, reaching back to undo the clasp while he pulls the straps from her shoulders. Emotion swells in her as he presses a kiss to the space between her breasts, where her heart lies under the skin, and her hands fist in his hair when he sucks a nipple into his mouth. She hisses and can't help but grind down on the thigh that's between hers with one of his hands on her waist, urging her to keep going. His mouth switches to her other nipple, fingers coming to pinch and twist the one left behind.

"Nick," she whines, and he pulls his mouth off her, scraping teeth across the sensitive flesh before meeting her gaze.

"Shhh," he soothes, "it's okay, Holls. I'll give you what you need… but right now, all you gotta do is ride my thigh. Just how you have been." His hand abandons her chest to cup her cheek. "Can you do that for me?"

She presses her cheek into his palm momentarily before nodding, settling herself onto his thigh a little more to start a slow, purposeful grind; rolling her hips back and forth, making sure every move adds to the heat building within her. Nick smiles, a smug, heated thing, as he praises her, "That's my girl."

It's almost embarrassing, the sound that leaves her mouth when he says it. She can't seem to care, though; not when he's looking at her like that, not when every rock of her hips lights up her veins. It's not long before she's crying out, climax slamming into her as cums on Nick's thigh. Using the hold on his hair, she pulls their mouths together, kissing him desperately as the aftershocks roll through her.

"Off," is all she says, pulling at the shirt resting on his shoulders when they break apart. Her view tilts, and she finds herself on her back; Nick standing to remove his clothes before he kneels back on the couch between her thighs. He grips the waistband of her leggings, pulling them and her panties off in one movement. Taking himself in hand, he teases her for a minute, rubbing the head of his cock against her; dipping inside just enough for her to feel the slightest stretch before pulling away.

"Nick. Please." She whimpers and while she's never been one to beg, she thinks she would if he asked. She'd do just about anything at this moment to get him inside her.

"I know, I know. I've got you," he says and then he's pushing inside. Eyes closing, she gasps at the feeling, an emotion she's not sure she wants to name growing in her chest as he fills her. "Oh, shit." She hears him mutter and she can't help but nod in agreement. "How do you want it?"

"It's been a while, Nick. I wanna feel you." She pauses, tightening herself around him for a second. "Don't hold back. You know I can take it."

He groans before gripping her chin, his thumb caressing her bottom lip and her eyes open as he uses the hold to tip her face to his. "You know what I need then."

“I know,” she nods, "Eyes on you.”

He smirks, and she swears she can hear that's my girl as he rolls his hips back before giving a solid thrust into her. It’s hard and deep, just like she asked, but there's something different about it this time. It's almost as if he's trying to carve out a space inside her, just for him. Holly would tell him he doesn't need to; he already has one, if she could think beyond the pleasure building within her. He takes one of her legs, moving it to rest against his shoulder and she keens as the angle changes. It shouldn't be possible, but it feels as though he's found a way to thrust deeper. His fingers dig into the skin of her thigh when she clenches around him and he swears, pressing his thumb down on her clit. Her eyes flutter closed as her vision whites out and she falls apart around him with a shout.

He doesn't last long after that, pumping into her once, twice more before releasing into her with a groan. Her leg falls from his shoulder when he bends forward to kiss her, sated and content. They stay like that for a bit, exchanging lazy kisses as the heat of the moment fades, and she tries to hold on to him when he rises, not quite ready to let go.

"C'mon Holls." He says with a soft laugh, pulling her up after him, "This couch is not built for two and we both know it."

She whines, but follows him anyway, letting him guide her to his room, where she immediately collapses onto his bed as soon as she pulls the blanket back. Nick huffs a laugh as he moves in beside her, pulling her close as they burrow under the covers. Resting her head on his chest, they soak in the quiet and she lets his voice vibrate through her when he speaks. "I know you have something with Noah, and I'm not asking that to end…" he trails off as if trying to figure out where he's going next.

"What are you asking then, Nick?" She asks.

He sighs, "You know, I don't think I've ever missed you as much as I have in the past six months… and I don't know if I would be okay with you seeing anyone else." He pauses, "I don't think I want to see anyone else."

Holly takes a deep breath, raising her head to look at him, "But you just said--"

He cuts her off, a small smile on his face, "I think we both know things are different with Noah… Holly, I want to explore where this could go, me and you. But I don’t have a problem if you want to do the same thing with Noah, too."

A tension she didn't realize she was holding onto lets loose, a warm relief settling through her. She smiles back, "Well good," she says brushing her lips against his, "Because I don’t think I want to be without either of you."

His room is lit with the soft glow of sunrise when he wakes. They shifted in their sleep somehow, ending with Nick cuddling into Holly from behind, playing the big spoon. He can't control his hand, doesn't want to if he's honest, as it traces invisible lines along Holly's skin. It starts out innocently enough, caressing the softness he's been aching for these past few months; moving from the safe spaces of her arm to the more dangerous territories of her belly and her thighs, following some unseen map that he knows by heart. She stirs as he gets bolder; fingers grazing a breast, dipping into the crease between her thighs. Her hand comes to the back of his head as he mouths at her shoulder, moving up to her neck to suck kisses into the tender skin of her throat.

Holly opens for him willingly when he asks, letting him take her thigh and place it on top of his. The needy noise she makes when his fingers delve into her center goes straight to his groin, and he can no longer hold himself back as she rolls her hips back into his. She exhales when he enters her, a soft, contented sound that he echoes back to her as he bottoms out. They move together slowly, lazily, and soon it’s not enough.

His fingers touch her lips, and she opens for them without prompting; licking herself from the digits and wetting them before they slip from her mouth. Nick rubs at her clit before moving downward, touching where she’s spread around him. "Last time I was with Noah, he told me he wanted to watch us again," he says lowly in her ear. "But I don't think he'd be able to keep his hands to himself, do you?" She shakes her head. "No, I didn't think so."

She whines when one of the wet digits rubs around the edge of her before he works it in alongside his cock. He goes slow; it's not the first time they've done this, but it's been a while.

"Think he'd do this? Press those long fingers into you, beside me?" He asks as a second finger joins the first, "... How do you feel?"

She hums and shudders against him, squeezes around him. "I feel good… full."

Nick’s hips roll on their own accord, out and then back into her; again and again, finding a rhythm. His climax hits him without warning; the feeling of sliding against his own fingers, combined with her wet heat, driving him over the edge. He rests his head against her shoulder as his hips still; her nails lightly scraping against his scalp as he regains his breath.

"Fuck," he says, pulling out of Holly to move her to her back as he moves down her body. She makes room for him between her thighs, sighing as he touches her. His tongue dips into the mess he’s made before licking up to her clit, lips sealing over it. Her hips roll against his face and It doesn't take long before she's coming against his mouth; he licks her through it, mouthing and kissing at the sensitive flesh until her hands find his head to push it away.

He wipes his mouth along the skin of her inner thigh before moving back up to join her, pulling her into his arms. As they settle down together in the quiet light of the morning, Nick can’t help but think that maybe, this is where they were always going to end up.

#nick ruffilo/ofc #noah sebastian/ofc #nick ruffilo/ofc/noah sebastian #rpf #bandom fic #bad omens rpf #noah sebastian #nick ruffilo #nicholas ruffilo

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gunilslaugh · 11 months

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Hiii!! I absolutely love all of your fics. I was so happy to find someone who writes for Xdinary!

I was wondering if I could request Jungsu fluff of him visiting his long distance s/o for the first time in a while? Just something very fluffy with some comfort would just be 😚🤌 amazing!

The emojis made me think of Mark Lee's "You gotta seize the opportunity🤌" lol Anyway here's your request!

Kim Jungsu

Summary: Meeting your long distance boyfriend,Jungsu, after a long time apart.

WC:~1.1k

Warning:grammar

photo not mine credits to owner.

Being in a long distance relationship of course has its drawbacks. The number one being distance. Thousands upon thousands of miles keeping you away from the hold of your lover. You and Jungsu handled it well though. Usually finding or making time to see each other a few times a year.

It had been about 8 months since you and Jungsu were last able to be with each other in person. Either both of your schedules were very busy and booked up or they just simply didn’t line up. At last the two of you were finally able to find a free week for you guys to spend together. Jungsu was flying in tomorrow and you couldn’t be more thrilled about it. Your phone screen lighting up with Jungsu’s contact only added to your excitement, as you quickly swiped to answer it.

“Hello,” you happily greeted.

“There’s my pretty,” he said when your face filled his screen. No matter how many times he calls you pretty it still makes your heart flutter. You took a quick glance at the time and realized that it was quite late in Korea.

“You know I always love your calls, but it’s late for you and you have a flight to catch in a few hours. Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” you question him.

“I tried, but I’m too excited about seeing you, so I couldn’t sleep. Plus I can sleep on the plane,” he explained.

“I’m really excited too.” you say.

You spent the next while talking to each other. Sorting out some things that you wanted to do together when he was here and whatever side conversations took place in between. At the end of the call you did convince him to try and get some sleep. He was a bit pouty about it though, insisting that he would rather keep talking to you. You wished him a goodnight before hanging up the call.

Nerves rustling with excitement were at an all time high as you waited for Jungsu outside of the gate, inside the airport. People began to pour out from the gate and your eyes fervently scanned for your boyfriend. Once you spotted him you called out his name.

“Jungsu!” Waving your arms to make it easier for him to see you. Once your eyes met he immediately made a beeline for you. The second you were in arms reach he pulled you into a hug, dropping his carry on by your feet. Pulling him closer as you wrapped your arms around his torso. He pressed his head against your and left a feather light kiss in your hair.

“I missed you so much,” he declared, trying to pull you impossibly closer.

“I missed you too,” you reciprocate. Reluctantly the two of you pull apart as you go to pick up his luggage.

Just as you shut the door to your apartment, after getting back from the airport, Jungsu instantaneously had you back wrapped in his arms.

“As much as I enjoy this. I think the couch would be more suitable than the doorway,” your voice slightly strained from how tightly he was holding you.

“Right, sorry,” he says. Jungsu still didn’t let go though, instead he waddled the two of you over to the couch, pulling you down onto it with him. There you both stayed cozied up.

“Don’t you wanna eat something?” you broke the silence and embrace as you pulled away just enough to lift your head to see Jungsu’s face.

“Later, I have to make up for lost cuddles,” he speaks, gently bringing your head back down to his chest. You let out a light laugh at his words, but you felt the same. The distance really did limit the amount of skinship you guys could have. That’s why in moments like these when that distance was closed the pair of you could only make the most of it.

After a while you ordered some food to eat and ate it while watching a movie in the living room. While cleaning up the trash from dinner, Jungsu managed to sneak away for a moment. When he returned he was holding a ring box in his hand, hiding it behind his back.

“Y/n,” he called you just after you threw away the last of the trash.

“Yeah,” you casually responded.

“I got a present for you,” you said with his finger nervously fiddling with the box.

“Aww you didn’t have to,” you say as you walk over to where he was standing just outside of the kitchen. He pulled out the box from behind his back and noticed how you looked at the box speedily clarifying.

“I’m not proposing. I just wanted to get us promise rings,” he opened up the box revealing two silver rings with half a heart engraved on each ring.

“Jungsu you’re too good for me,” you told him as you admired the rings with some tears tempting to prick your eyes.

“And you’re perfect for me,” he replies to your statement. Now carefully grabbing your ring from the box and you hold your hand out for him.

“One day there will be no distance in our relationship. Just us, you and me together,” he declares before he slides the ring onto your finger. You briefly stare at the ring adorning your finger before taking Jungsu’s ring from the box. Grabbing his hand with your other one.

“You and me together,” you repeat his last words, sliding the ring onto his finger. “Let’s take a picture,” you say gleefully. Jungsu smiles at your cuteness. You pull out your phone and open the camera. The first picture to take is of you and Jungsu holding up your ringed hands as you rest your heads against each other. The second photo is just of your guys hands, making a heart with your thumbs and pointer fingers.

After the mini photo session you got ready for bed. Once more you and Jungsu were cuddled up. You rested your head on his shoulder and grabbed the hand with your promise ring in his and rested them together on his chest. His thumb kept playing with your ring. Just before you closed your eyes to sleep you said.

“I love you,” nuzzling your head against his shoulder.

“I love you too,” he spoke before pulling your hand up to his lips, leaving a gentle kiss on your fingers.

Yes, the distance can suck, but you and Jungsu promised to close it. Someday it will be just you and him together.

#xdh imagines #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes #xdh #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xh jungsu #jungsu x reader #kim jungsu

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blackstarchanx3new · 9 months

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Creations AU, But I obnoxiously over explain it PT 7

Pages 181-210

Some of these pages were lined by my friend AK

@akdrawsandwrites

They've helped me with this AU's art a lot when I got stuck quite a few times. XD

They're playing Minecraft, while Michael goes on an absolute rant about how much he dislikes the other owner's son "Sammy"

Sammy is apparently:

Smug Having relations with William Afton Has friends

All these things piss Michael off for one reason or another.

Presumably to calm the hell down Michael goes to take a bath while Mike hunts for diamonds.

Mike's death glare as Michael rambles as he slays the monsters so they can sleep is so hilarious to me. Just further proof he's good at video games.

Mike ventures out of Michael's room to use the toilet

And we get more context as to why William isn't comfortable around Mike:

Apparently he takes medication for something.

William's just a TAD condescending and rude about it. You know. Because we've seen how this man acts towards his own son lmfao this isn't a surprise he isn't too delicate with someone with mental health struggles. (Even if he kind of tries to be.)

Mike sits down to piss. Lol. Old habits must die hard.

Huh, Michael's got prosthetic robot legs.

Interesting...

Haha he doesn't answer that question.

Aaaaand his arms are robotic too...

HUH.

And I've been goofy about it but his eyes aren't exactly normal either...

And come to think of it...Michael your face is kinda weiiiird looking...

"Kinda scary just how much a man could be a machine"

Michael...

There something you wanna confess too-

LIKE THE FACT YOU'RE A CYBORG-

All of you are screaming at me aren't you? X'D

Oh so much here:

Five years is significant to both of them.

Michael picks up on the fact that it's significant and isn't too nice about that.

Michael's façade of being a bubbly happy guy has broke a few times but this was the most direct time it broke, outright glaring with anger at Mike's lack of response.

Masked with "HAHA Just kidding!~"

He was obviously NOT kidding.

Michael abruptly stops the conversation to go to bed.

Or so it seems as Mike reflects.

Jeremy's brought up again. So we can presume Jeremy disappeared five years ago.

Michael pipes up again to proclaim a few things.

He knows Mike's up to something and isn't hiding that.

Bonnie brought it up so Michael isn't fully in the dark. Also despite acting childish Michael isn't dumb.

I let ya read this segment uncut with my nonsense cause it shows a LOT:

First tho I'm gonna talk about stuff I like art wise:

Michael's design is just nice to my brain. He's just so damn cute in his body language. In terms of symbolism him pushing his hair out of his face could show he's trying to be open with Mike in this moment.

Anyways: Back to stuff.

We keep getting glimpses of SOMETHING going horribly wrong with an animatronic who appears to be in a similar state to Ennard. Only having a mask on an endoskeleton.

This is interspersed through Michael and Mike's conversation of Mike conceding to let Michael help him.

bringing up Bonnie again as a motivator to keep Michael out of this for his own saftey. Mike stays quiet when asked "You're concerned with how Bonnie feels?" Mike's not a "Talk about your feelings" kinda person as we've seen so far. He keeps things in.

Michael mentions a specific incident he THINKS brought Mike here one we haven't seen yet mentioned and I plan to be explored in the comic "Spring Bonnie's friends" because a lot of details in the main AU are expanded upon in smaller side comics: Some kids disappeared and an owner at another Fredbears nearby. And THIS caused Mike to come here to investigate.

As we know, Jeremy disappeared here and Mike's determined to stop it.

The constant cuts and the bloody machinery behind Michael builds up to what has happened If you know FNAF, you know EXACTLY what was behind Michael in that shot hehe.

Michael got a bit of an injury. Ow.

Impaled.

Damn okay call out to Cody I'm sure he'll help.

To be fair Cody's way more likely to hear him than Bonnie in this instance.

This isn't stated in the comic but since regular FNAF fans would know this:

They're in the previously established dangerous "Toy" department.

Bonnie is in a completely different part of the building. But Cody is a creepy stalker who has eyes everywhere in the building:

Cody can see you no matter WHERE you are so it does make more sense to ask him for help.

OH HELLO MR. NO NAME SECURITY GUARD HOW ARE YOU!?

Guess Cody is heading the call after all...In an indirect way...Lazy bear.

Right as the horrible robot catches up to Mike.

That thing is "The mangle"

It's saying it's dialogue from the AR game because I found it insanely fitting for this scene.

It's a busted up robot that wants to be whole and is looking for SOMETHING to do that. Something it ditched Michael for but ran after Mike for.

Mike comes to terms with the hand he's been dealt.

His true goals becoming a lot clearer:

He was looking for a way to die nobody would question while trying to find everyone.

Oh yeah, Michael's alive still.

Nom nom nom nom-

NOT TODAY BITCH. CODY SENT A BOY.

HERE COMES THE BOY

HELLO BOY

WELCOME

HERE COMES THE BOYYYYYYYY-

MR. ROBOT EYEBALLS IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY! :D

That thing he had is a tazer lmfao.

I'd assume he's an angel too I mean just look at him. ❤️

Oh my god.

He's the might seduce your dad type, owners son himself:

Sammy Fritz Emily

He'd kiss anyone. You. Your dad-

Alright onto the outfit thing I mentioned earlier:

All the owners have black ties and black undershirts while people outside of the two families that own the place have white undershirts or in Jeremy Fitzgerald's case a blue undershirt.

Literally nobody ever noticed that detail so I point it out because CHARACTER DESIGN IS MY PAAAAASIONNNNNN~

Okay enough fucking around one of my absolute favorite characters Sammy Emily is finally fully introduced! :D

Golden Freddy manipulation aside, he came to our boy's aid against a hulking robot that could kill a normal person.

Sammy's a badass.

He seems nice. I mean he charged an animatronic no hesitation to save our boy's ass, so maaaaybe Michael's view on him is misguided and clouded by his daddy issues.

What the heck WERE Mike and Michael doing here exactly?

Mike just reflects on what the fuck just happened.

#fnaf au #fnaf comic #fnaf fan comic #fnaf fan art #fnaf creations au #fnaf golden freddy #golden freddy #mike schmidt #fnaf michael afton #michael afton #bonnie #fnaf bonnie

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cwritesforfun · 2 years

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Bradley Rooster Bradshaw x Asexual!Fem!Reader: Flight

PLOT: Rooster x asexual reader where the reader is a nurse at Top Gun. She has always dreamed of flying and she has a crush on Rooster! This was a request, so that’s why there is a long specific plot lol:) Y/N = Your Name

Y/N’s POV

I’ve always been afraid to embrace who I really am. I’ve wanted to be me for all to see for so long, but something always ruins that.

First, it was when this guy I had been dating for over 6 months dumped me because I didn’t want to have sex. When I told him I was asexual, he broke up with me saying that I never loved him and I was just using him. I wasn’t turned on and I didn’t really want to have sex with him, but I did love him. He thought that was wrong of me to not want sex but love. He doesn’t understand that it took a lot to come out as asexual to him and that I needed to set those boundaries for a successful relationship. We broke up that night.

Second, I wanted to be in the Air Force, but I knew it was filled with a bunch of dude-bros that all talked about sex a lot. I also couldn’t make myself sign up because what if I fail at my dream? Then I have nothing. I would be a shell of a person and life would suck.

I held back on my dreams and decided to be an Air Force nurse instead because I could still be close to the action, but I wouldn’t have to interact with the dude-bros unless they were injured. The twist came when I started to love being a nurse. There’s something so rewarding about being a nurse and it leaves me feeling pleased with where I ended up (most of the time). Sure, I still dream about flying. That’s why I watch the drills if I can or if I’m on break.

Right now, I’m sitting on the Top Gun base watching the hustle on the base. They have a night off, but some people are still working. I’ve been here as a nurse for about 2 weeks. The best of the best is here at Top Gun and yet some of them still need hangover medicine. And here I thought they would all be too focused on their work.

I hear my name being called and I get up from where I’m sitting. I see my colleague, Lauren, who is another nurse here. Lauren exclaims “Come on, let’s go get dinner in town. I’m starving.” I ask “What if someone needs us?” She answers “They have a night off and John is already working tonight. He can handle the few people left on base.” I reply “Ok. Let me change first.” She replies “I think a lot of guys would like the nurse’s outfit.” I reply “That’s exactly why I’m changing.”

I change into something more comfortable that won’t necessarily attract male attention. I don’t want to deal with men or talk about my sex life.

We eat at some restaurant where I eat a burger and feel great.

Lauren takes us to the Hard Deck after to get a drink. I follow her inside begrudgingly.

We both get drinks and some guy starts hitting on Lauren as soon as we get them. She goes off to dance while I keep drinking.

I sit there talking a little here and there with Penny, the bar owner and bartender tonight. She’s really nice.

I hear “Nurse Y/N?” I turn and see him. I exclaim “Yes Rooster?” I do find Rooster cute. I won’t say anything to him though because rejection exists. He takes a seat next to me and says “I didn’t expect to see you here.” I reply “I didn’t expect myself to be here. But, I’m not a hermit and I came with Lauren.” He replies “Ah, friends will do that. I notice she is no longer over here. So, wanna join my friends and me? We’re just playing darts and drinking right now. There’s also pool if you want to play.” I reply “Sure I’ll join you guys.”

I walk over with Rooster and am introduced to the rest of the Top Gun pilots.

As we talk, occasionally one of the guys says something sexual about a girl or about an experience they’ve had. I need to leave before they ask me something.

I turn to Phoenix who is closest to me and say “Hey. I’m gonna head out. I have a long day tomorrow and I need to get some sleep. If anyone asks, I left. It was good talking to you though.” She replies “It was good to talk to you too. I’ll be sure to tell everyone.”

Lauren agrees to leave now because her stomach is hurting. Great, she is going to be so sick tomorrow. She’ll definitely call in sick and I will have to work with John. He’s so lazy at what he does, but he knows how to do it. It annoys me.

We make it back to base and as soon as we get to our room, Lauren pukes in the toilet for the next 2 hours.

NEXT NIGHT

The Top Gun pilots are running some drills in the sky right now. I am sitting outside at a table eating my dinner at 8 pm.

I hear “Y/N?” I see Rooster standing there holding his helmet smiling. I wave and he walks over. He points to the seat next to me and asks “May I?” I answer “As long as you’re not late for drills, then sure.” He replies “I went first actually. I’m done for the night. I had to do 200 push-ups.” I reply “Sorry to hear that. If you mess up in the nursing world, you get warned and then you lose your job. And if you lose your job, you lose credibility as a nurse in whatever field you’re in.” He replies “Sh**! That was dark.” I reply “Sorry... I don’t usually take the conversation so dark, especially to men I barely know.” He replies “I think we should change that. I’d love to get to know you. So what brings you out to watch the flight drills?” I answer plainly “It’s my dinner break.” He asks “I see you out here all the time and I know it’s not just because it’s a good place to eat. Because it’s loud and windy out here. It kind of sucks. So why are you watching flight drills?” I sigh and answer “I’ve always wanted to fly. I’ve always dreamed of being a pilot.” He asks “And why aren’t you?” I answer “That’s a very loaded question that I don’t know if I want to answer tonight. I’m going to pass.” He replies “That’s okay. Maybe another night?” I smile and nod.

We sit listening to the drills as I eat dinner for a bit. Rooster finally exclaims “You left yesterday without saying goodbye.” I reply “Yeah I told Phoenix to tell everyone I was leaving.” He asks “Was it something I said or did one of the pilots say something to you? Was it Hangman? If he said some lie or flirted with you, I am so sorry. He can be such a jerk sometimes.” I answer “No. I just didn’t like the conversation about how everyone was going to get some.” He replies “Yeah, my policy is to not talk about that. They do though and they like to joke. I didn’t know it bothered you. I would’ve told them to hold back.” I quickly reply “No it’s fine. They should be able to live their life talking about whatever they want. It’s a free country with free speech after all.” He smiles and someone calls his name. He tells me goodbye and leaves.

4 DAYS LATER

I’ve been working nonstop this week. It should make me feel great, but it doesn’t. You see, I’ve been casually talking with Rooster every day. I really like him as a person, but I just know that if I tell him I’m asexual, it could crush him. I don’t want to crush someone that is about to have to face a death-defying mission. I just can’t. So what will I do? Keep conversations light and fluffy without any talk about dreams or the future or relationships.

As I’m typing and logging in entries, I hear my name being called. I take off my headphones and see Rooster standing there. I ask “Hey Rooster. What’s up? What’s hurting?” He answers “I actually came to see if you were free for the next hour.” I reply “I’m working. I get off at 8 for a 30-minute dinner break though.” He turns to Lauren and asks “Hey John! If I were to take this lovely lady out for an hour, do you think you could hold down the nurse’s office?” Lauren answers “Of course. I do sort of owe Y/N for taking my shift when I called in sick. Consider it taken care of.” I sigh and answer “Fine. Let me get my dinner. Can I eat where we’re going?” Rooster answers “Yes.” I nod and leave the room

Switch to Rooster’s POV

I move over to where Lauren is sitting as Y/N leaves the room. I ask “Hey. Is something bothering Y/N? She seems off tonight.” Lauren asks “Well do you plan on considering tonight a date?” I answer “I might have been thinking about it. I really like her.” She replies “Tell her that you care about her and want to know what’s up with her. Express that you’ve noticed her behavior and really show you pay attention to her. She’ll like that. If you’re mean, then I have to be Larceny Lauren.” I reply “Ok. I don’t know what that means, but okay.” She replies “It means I commit Larceny with no remorse.”

Y/N returns and we head out. We start walking toward the planes and I exclaim “Listen, I know you want to fly and have always wanted to. I talked to Maverick and we can have a quick 30-minute flight with him watching our flight plan. We’ll be back with enough time to eat. I recommend eating after.” She asks “Wait? We’re about to go in your plane to fly?” I answer “Yes we are. I arranged it, so we could use a two-seater plane.” She replies “Wow I’m so excited. Thank you.” I reply “No problem.”

We get into the plane and we fly. And as we fly, I narrate moments between my team and I as we pass certain areas.

When we get back to base, we get out of the plane and we start walking to the table she always eats at.

I ask “So what did you think of the flight?” Y/N answers “You’re a great pilot. It was amazing. Thank you. I really loved every minute being in the air.” I reply “I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I was hoping it was fun for you... what else do you like to do for fun?” She answers “I haven’t been taking a lot of time for fun recently. I’ve been working nonstop. I like to draw I guess. I also like to drink hot tea and eat burgers, but not together. Wow I have had no fun recently. I just cannot think of me having fun.” I smile and reply “That’s totally fine. I like your answers. You seem like fun to me. So speaking of fun times, there’s this cool place that serves burgers and it’s open on Saturday. Now that matters because I’m free this Saturday night. Are you?” I see her face drop from a smile and she starts to nervously look around. I say “Look, I know I kind of sprung this idea on you, so you can take all the time to think about it. I don’t want you to be pressured to say yes or no. And Y/N, I know you’ve become more withdrawn since the first time we talked. You don’t talk about deeper topics anymore. Something’s bothering you and if there is anything I can do to help, please tell me. I care about you and just want you to be okay.” She half smiles and says “Thanks... uh... I will only say yes to a date if you don’t mind that I’m asexual. I’m sex-repulsed, but we can totally still hang out all the time. We can cuddle, hold hands, and be in love, but sex is limited. Being asexual ruined my last relationships because they thought I was using them and they said dating me was pointless without sex.” Men suck and I am one. Sex isn’t everything. I reach over and place my hand gently over hers. I say “That doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, I get why you didn’t like hearing about sex the other night. I’m sorry that some guys have been mean to you in the past. It’s their loss because you’re a wonderful woman. So what I’m hearing is we still get burgers, but we make a secret handshake together.” She laughs and says “That is ... wow you are too funny. I think burgers and a secret handshake sound great.” I smile.

#top gun fic #top gun fluff #top gun imagines #bradley bradshaw fic #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw imagines #bradley bradshaw fluff #rooster x reader #rooster fanfic #top gun rooster

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freebooter4ever · 1 year

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So im still exhausted. I keep making dumb mistakes and doing stupid shit like leaving charging cords at work or at home. My coordination is gone, im tripping and knocking into things. My eyes feel sore??? All i want to do anymore is lie down and try to sleep. :/

I think i was running on pure adrenaline last week...and now that 'panic' mode is done my body is paying me back for all the stress. :( i barely slept the entire time i was traveling, i regularly drove for like 10+ hrs on next to no sleep which...yeah. I know. Dangerous. The constant tension of whether or not snow was going to make my next route passable, and worry over keeping other people's schedules. And then to get to my grandparents house and to find out they're not moving till may and the 'end of march' deadline was an arbitrary schedule that didnt actually matter. Im not mad, i cant be mad at them they're moving which is stress enough, im just...mourning my exhaustion and inability to function lol. Had they let me wait even one more month the snow and the insane storms would have been gone.

Anyway, just thinking about that feeling of 'safety' or 'comfort' and how precious a thing it is for me (and my sleep) . After my anxiety started growing worse it takes a LOT for me to feel 'safe' with someone or somewhere. My italian grandparent's house would be one, nick's sister's house would be another. And then my friends house in the mountains of oregon, who are just the kindest, most generous people. The two nights i spent there were literally the only times i slept last week.

Back in the fall of 2018, six months after grandpa died and still unemployed, i helped grandma travel by train to ohio, flew back to seattle, stayed with sanjeev for a week ish, and then started south to los angeles because i literally couldnt think of anywhere else to go. And these friends in oregon - they were off traveling at the time - let me stay in their house for over a week. I was so scared about the future, i was still grieving and feeling like a total ghost, still processing my dad's very friendly comment (when i asked him why he hadn't offered to let me stay in his house after i flew back from ohio) about how if i couldn't afford to house myself i deserved to be homeless.

(honestly that wasn't even the part that bothered me - i knew that about my dad from the time when i was a kid and he would point out homeless people to me and jokingly say 'that will be you as an artist!'. Instead of instilling fear in me though this backfired and all my charity work in high school dealt with homeless shelters lol. But no, the part that bothered me was how he tacked another comment onto the end - that life 'couldn't go back to how it was'. THAT was when i broke down crying in front of him because i think stupid me still genuinely believed that if i moved back to seattle my dad would go back to being my best friend and it'd be us against the world again.)(i saw him for five minutes in sac last week - he refused to even have lunch with us)

Instead in 2018 i was anchorless, emotionally disconnected from reality, and instead of comdemning me like everybody else in my family, my friends were like 'dont worry about it, the house is empty, please use it.' And i did! I was nervous at first. But then i started exploring the area - went to a bunch of state parks out in the middle of nowhere hidden in the high desert. Ended up LOVING one of them and collected those tacky tourist maps and just scribbled all my observations and tips on the best roads to drive/things to do/see onto the margins. And i collected all the brochures and compiled a kind of guide, and left it on the counter just in case my friends hadn't found that particular area to explore yet. And sure enough, they hadn't! To this day they still talk about how happy they were to have all these suggestions and things to see, and how that particular area is now one of their favorite places to visit. So what im saying is that's the only place i got any rest last week. Also those pancakes. I need to make those pancakes.

Anyway i'm just so fucking tired, man. This is the second 'vacation' where i've come back more exhausted than when i left, i think i need to do something differently. (also fuck you dad, five years in LA and not homeless once)

#Journal shit #When i was stuck on the grapevine for two hours #I had a sudden memory of nick and i driving in the dark #See he was new to pittsburgh and by that point i was old hat #After the hell year 2011 i spent most of my free time driving alone around the city trying to get myself lost and unlost in the corners #with the window rolled down and the freezing numbing breeze the only thing that would make the scars on my face feel normal #Like that city is BEAUTIFUL at night #And nick he liked talking in cars #I mean he liked doing other things in cars too but mostly it was the talking #Like deep conversations talking #And since i knew the roads and i had the zippy tiny blue teardrop of a car vs his giant ass truck #I did the driving #And so many times under a street light i would catch him staring at me with a strange face #And i would get all embarrassed and he'd just shrug and say he liked looking at me with that stupid smile of his #No one before or since has ever looked at me like that #I have done road trips with a fair number of people now #But nothing ever like that #Of course i was also looking at him whenever he was driving #He hated the camera so much but the only photos i have of his face are of him driving his truck through the snow in the laurel highlands #Near that one fishing cabin his family used lmao #Im glad being alone gives me more time to spend with friends but sometimes i wish...#NOT with nick god no i have officially given up on that but #Something similar

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purplesurveys · 11 months

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Do you have the right time set on your microwave?: Our microwave doesn’t include the time on it.

Do you have any old newspaper articles? Why?: No, my family has never been the type to buy newspapers. This reminds me that there used to be a nice old man who used to stand by the entrance of our village, ready to sell newspapers to the cars who drive out every morning. He’s stopped appearing for what’s probably been 2, 3 years now :( I hope he’s still out there and keeping healthy.

Do you have a flat screen tv or just a regular box?: We mostly have flat screens now but the one in our dining room is a much older, box-type TV just because if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. We only ever turn it on when my dad is home because he likes having the evening news on when we have dinner.

Do you have a radar detector for your car?: A...what? I don’t even know what that is haha. I have a dashcam and that’s it.

Have you ever been arrested? For what?: Nope.

Do you know how to change the oil in your car?: Nope. I let my dad do all the maintenance work on my car as he prefers to do it anyway.

Have you taken your shower yet?: I did this morning since I had to drive to work.

Do you like Tootsie Rolls?: I don’t think I’ve ever had one, actually.

Do you have a printer? What kind?: No. We used to have one, but when it started malfunctioning we didn’t feel the need to get a new one since we were reaching that point where no one in the family needed to print stuff constantly anymore.

Are you seeing anybody currently?: Nope.

Do you or have you ever smoked cigarettes?: I have, but I never look for them. I’ll probably be doing so in Thailand, though, since apparently vapes are illegal.

Do you like it when it snows?: I have never experienced snow.

Are your ears pierced?: Yes. Weirdly enough they never closed even though I haven’t worn a pair in 15 years.

Where do you do most of your shopping?: I find shopping so tiring LOL so I do it all online. Shopee or Zalora are my usuals.

Who do you live with?: My family.

What is your most expensive bill?: I’m not required to pay bills but I do hand over a sum to my parents every payday, which is usually my biggest monthly ‘expense,’ if anything.

Do you have a big yard?: I mean it’s not acres-level of big but it is very comfortable for a family of 5.

Do you live in the country or the city?: City.

Do you sleep alone or with someone every night?: Alone.

Did you have a treehouse as a child?: I didn’t. Children’s shows made me want one, but I quickly realized it wasn’t possible because we didn’t even have a tree big and sturdy enough for one.

At what age did you obtain your driver license?: 18.

Do you look in the newspaper for coupons?: Nope. I haven’t opened a newspaper since college and I don’t think ours have coupons either?

Did you get a big tax refund from last year?: No. It was like...literally ₱29, which is apparently more or less 50 cents.

Do you like Slim Jim’s?: That’s the beef jerky, right? The things I learn from wrestling and their brand sponsorships, lmao...anyway, no. Idek what beef jerky is.

Is there someone you would love to punch right now?: Not really.

Did you grow up fast?: Yes, because my childhood home wasn’t the ideal environment for a kid to live in. My mom also never really knew how to...deal with kids, and communicate in a way a child could understand, so I remember being 5 and hyperventilating about the thought of my mom disowning me or spanking me or not talking to me for a week because of little accidents at home. By 9 or 10 I was pretty jaded, and it made me become a nightmare of a child for a while.

What are you favorite kind of chips?: Baked chips in cheese flavor :) Oh and salted egg chips!!

Have you taken any medicine recently? For what?: Nah.

What have you eaten today?: We had leftover lechon manok that my dad kind of reimagined and remade to be some sort of kimchi roasted chicken. It was very delicious.

Did you or are you going to wash your hair today?: I did this morning when I took a shower.

Does the water in your shower take a long time to get warm?: Not at all! It gets all warm and toasty in around 10-15 seconds.

Where did you go today?: I was at the office for most of today.

Are you sleepy right now?: Not particularly but I know I should be going to bed so I can *start* to feel sleepy. It’s past midnight and I’ve still got work tomorrow.

What color is your mousepad?: I don’t use a mouse.

Should you be doing something else at the moment?: Yes - preparing for bed.

Do you like your neighbors?: I don’t know them at all, so I have nothing to say, really. None of them irritate me though.

Do you have bedroom shoes?: Continued from the other night. Technically I have a couple of fluffy slippers I can use around the house but I keep forgetting to use them. When you’ve walked barefoot indoors your entire life it’s easy to forget about the existence of indoor slippers hahaha.

Do you get your eyebrows waxed?: No, I generally don’t care for maintaining my eyebrows. You do you, but I just feel like it’s such a minor, forgettable thing to get invested on.

Has anyone given you flowers recently?: Nope.

Do you work Monday thru Friday?: Yup.

Is there anything you are looking forward to tomorrow?: I’m finally going back to the salon and having my hair dyed to purple just in time for my trip next week.

How many miles does your car have on it?: Ooh I haven’t really paid much attention to it recently actually. I wanna say anywhere around 40-45k? I remember it being 30k when I was in college and just before the pandemic so that’s probably a good guesstimate.

Is your alarm clock set to radio or beep?: I don’t set an alarm. It stresses me out and I’m able to wake up early on my own anyway.

Do you like to go fishing?: I’ve never gone fishing; don’t see the appeal.

Has anyone you know been arrested recently?: Well, no.

Do you have more than 1 email address?: Yeah I have a handful.

Do you think you will have the same job 2 years from now?: I’ve reached a point where it’s pretty hard to tell, honestly. Two years is a big stretch of time and what else in the company can I achieve within that period, anyway? I’d hate to be in the immediate next position, and the position after that since both already start dealing with business development, and I never want to part from a writing-based job. Suffice it to say I need to have a rethink about what I want to do next.

Do you have central heating and air?: No, that’s not a thing here and you’ll 100% only find that in the neighborhoods of the super rich old money families.

Do you speed while driving?: I probably do but I don’t think speeding is taken all that seriously around here since I’ve never seen anyone get pulled over and fined for doing so.

Is there someplace you would rather be right now?: Ugh I would love to be in Bangkok right now. Just around 5 days to go!

Did you build the computer you are using?: No and I’d never be able to do that.

Do you have good computer speakers?: It’s pretty standard but I’ve used newer Macs (like my current work laptop) with much better speakers. I’m just lucky mine haven’t even blown out yet, because I know friends with newer Mac models but their speakers have completely fucked up on them.

Are you waiting on anything at the moment?: Yeah I filed a reimbursement request at work earlier this week and I really need that money to come in before Bangkok lol.

Where is your favorite person?: I don’t have one.

Do you keep track of your debit purchases?: As much as possible I never ever use my card directly to pay because I don’t want to end up a crazy spender.

Do you ever shop at Harris Teeter? I’ve never even heard of that before.

Do you like to burn incense?: No and I don’t like how incense smells so you’ll probably never catch me doing so.

Are there any plants in your house?: Sure, there are a few.

How long does it take you to get to work?: 20-30 minutes if no traffic; around 45 minutes to an hour if there is.

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menalez · 1 year

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idk which ex ur talking about in that "insane things my ex has done" but i relate bcuz i am currently in a relationship with a gendie who has started saying recently that my aversion to male genitalia is incredibly transphobic even though she knows i have been sexually assaulted many times by men (and am and always have been a lesbian lol) (also sorry if this is inappropriate but i feel like i have no one else to confide in.)

im not sure where i talked about her but i can tell from what u said which ex i was talking about lool its my 1st gf and i never rly talked fully about this bc my ex has since transitioned (only socially tho afaik) & continued to be questionable as fuck in various ways and went from friendly w me to shit talking me bc how dare i share my opinions on my blog which she decided to keep regularly checking for years after our break up despite her having a gf and us hardly ever talking (partially bc of me bc frankly in hindsight i was far too forgiving n despite that she demonised me at the end of our relationship n was weird in various moments after we remained friends)

but she was (& is) also a gendie, which is fine bc when we were together she wasnt like irrational about it. she was the one who told me that SRS doesnt work the way i thought it did, like the genitals didnt magically change and there arent like no differences like i thought, instead she said the differences were obvious. but near the end of our relationship she insisted to me that the way to fix her issues was to make our relationship an open relationship, said that my body made her insecure about her own body n she should sleep w people with a similar body to gain confidence in it. prior to that i was not for an open relationship at all but those comments made me feel like saying no would make me selfish and that if thats what she needs to accept herself then fine yanno. then ofc not soon after she starts e-dating this trans woman who is an abusive creep & rapist (like not even exaggerating here. but ofc those accusations were dismissed for a while bc the trans woman called the woman who came out about the abuse a terf n ppl believed that until trans women also began to call this out). i was like um hows dating someone with a diff body than u and even a diff sex going to make u feel better about ur body when thats the entire reason for the open relationship? never rly got a proper answer but whatever i let it be. then that trans woman wanted to be in a throuple with us basically like wanted to get with me and my ex and would openly fantasise about me to my ex. my ex said "oh she wouldnt be into that, shes not into penises" and the trans woman was like omg why.. :( and my ex was like oh shes penis-repulsed etc and the trans woman was like aw how sad i hope she gets help for that!! n my ex agreed. then my ex told me about this n i was like... what the fuck? it took me a bit but after a few days i was like hey this comment really pissed me off wtf do u mean gets help for that.. and my ex was saying that i should seek therapy to stop being penis-repulsed and should see trans women as women and be open to trans women in a romantic & sexual way basically and i was clearly upset by that n i was like. ur telling me to seek conversion therapy. n she was like nooo and i was like what so u mean some kind of exposure therapy against the "phobia" of penises? and she was like yeah just like that! n i said... thats literally a form of conversion therapy that was done in the past to other gay ppl.. exposing gay ppl to the opposite sex's genitals to try to change their feelings towards it is literally a conversion therapy tactic.

anyways my ex n i ultimately broke up bc it turned out the open relationship was meant to be one-sided somehow and her doing things was ok but if i did things it made me a cheater somehow and my comfort was repeatedly disregarded, i didnt like that trans woman at all at that point n my ex would still keep dating them n it was just all too many bad things at once so i was like fuck it im done w this. ultimately my ex realised that this trans woman is indeed an abuser and i also realised the my 2nd gf who i got with soon after i broke up w my ex is also an abuser. but then when my ex began to transition she started to show more of that homophobia she showed during our relationship like saying the f-slur (calling ppl that) and saying its ok bc "im a bisexual man" which was just.........erm... anyways in the end our last form of communication was her getting her friends to gang up on me for ~ruining the fun~ of a game of among us and then she talked shit about me to one of my close friends (been friends for 14 years) who she never even met and was like ~omg shes so problematic im sorry i just cant handle it anymore~ ......

anyways i feel u lmao. its not inappropriate dont worry and im sorry u went thru that too bc its painful to love someone as they are and yet they basically tell u that ur lesbianism means something is wrong w u bc ur truly not into males at all. honestly i think its best for u to end it asap instead of making the mistake i did, nothing good came out of it for me and i shouldve left for good at the first red flag which was my ex's compulsive lying about serious issues like rape & fgm, or immediately ended it when she was saying that i should go thru conversion therapy otherwise im transphobic

#i say she here for clarity's sake btw bc its kinda confusing switching pronouns esp when people on here already assume im secretly into men #if i said he ppl would def jump to conclusions the way they always do about me

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