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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 5 months

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Hi hi! Have you seen the new Rook and Jade cards?

TWST REALLY SAID HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR (they dropped these card designs when it was still Christmas day in my time zone www) 🤡 IMAGINE THE PURE DISTRESS AND TERROR I FELT WHEN I SAW THE NEWS FOR THE FIRST TIME, I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY BREAKfAST The New Year Attire card artwork looks fantastic this year!! zs,j bdhjvkas3t77135f38odwOYdtSIvyiadiyisa I THINK THE tHIRD ANON SAID IT BEST, TREY, ROOK, AND JADE LOOK LIKE YAKUZA DRESSED NICELY TO USHER IN THE NEW YEAR 😭 and Ortho's there to be their cute and innocent errand boy nephew (when in reality he's committing just as many crimes as they are); I KNOW this kid's not above pulling out a laser beam and threatening people to get what he wants.

Trey finally gets another event SSR (man deserves it after like 4 Rs OTL) and not gonna lie, he kinda looks like my grandpa in that outfit... I really like the pattern on his rose print scarf and the flowerpiece though; you can also see the classic Heartslabyul solid sleeve-checkered sleeve combo. The parasol he's holding is nice too, it makes me think about him whimsically twirling it around as he walks through confetti.

This isn't one of my favorite looks for Ortho, but again I really appreciate how the designers and artists used their creativity to reinterpret the traditional NY garb into robotic parts! You can tell Ortho's "clothes" are more blocky and rigid than the others', yet it still retains the festive feel of the line. There seem to be cables and wires attached to the piece pinned to his chest, and, of course, three doggos at his waist to symbolize Cerberus~

Trey and Ortho being on the same banner... It feels like Ortho was dropped off for Trey to babysit, and Trey's the kind old grandpa who dotes on his grandkid.

... Okay, that's enough of being civil 😇

t315751vAUVgddfiyCUvILNDADFFIYAIBFQEOBNABHOACsdaafjkuc??F<>>Mw/q12yft7BLINJZ>?????m,A'PSCPK[QJNsn;nbegquo PLEASE, I'M SCREAMING AND CRYinf aG ON THE GORUNDA RN OTL Of course TWST would release a new Rook SSR not too long after I said Rollo has replaced Rook in my heart as the superior pseudo French anime boy, OF COURSE. WHY DiD THE YM HAVE TO GIVE hiM SUCH A SMYSTERIOSYF SMU g FACE TOO..... . . . ........ . . . .... . . . . AND THAT LIGHTING??//????? ? ?? ? ?hELLO??? ?? ? ?? ? ????? ? GORGEOUS 😭 THE FAN??? ? ?? ? ? ? ?? ? ?? HOW HE's POSED AEJQWHLBIWQ WIHT IT, weL,Ccopmaifn G YOU INTO YHTE SHOP... I'M GOIBNG TO DUCKIUFN G CHEW HSis FINGNERS OFF, HOLD ME BACK BEOFRE I DOn kqw fhgutiuqfvwofueiyviHnsoguewtqtbwipFFQEGFVIVOQE8?>vLM;N;AEGFLQMJEINP I'm not super into Rook's outfit though; the peacock imagery incorporated into his robes and stuck in his hat are kinda... too much for me? The colors are also weirdly blocked out; it looks odd to have the hat as being the one prominent part of the outfit in red. I would have expected... I don't know, more red throughout the entire outfit? BUT IT'S OKAY, ROOK'S FACE STILL LOOKS GOOD AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS HERE

ADKJBLBSLiyfiysafvoyvgad8fVEFQGIYUOVBVADLM;vsomjvsM,.38920TH??:vL;,AD'PGDMA'PFSm J WORD, NEW YEAR'S J WORD IS HERE 🤡 I'M SO GLAD HE';S NOT THE SSR, I CAN EAISLYR MAX HIM OUT BLESS YOIU MCIUAHRD MOUSE 🙏 ABSHLDVUYADVOQDWADOLBIPfsp ip BIG FAN, HUGE FAN OF HIS POSE HERE OTL rUBINGNG HIS HANDS TOGETHE R AND BENDING SLIGHTLYT FORWARD, INCLinING HIS HEAD TOWARD YOU...... .. ............ . .... . .. . . . . . . .... I CAN SMELL THE USED CAR SaLESMAN ENERgy COMING OFF OF HIM it's working on me He looks like he's still wearing a suit and threw extra shit on top... THAT'S LITERAELLY THE SAME HAT HE WEARS FOR HIS OCTA dORM UNIFORM, HE JUST SLAPPED ON A DIFFERENT HATbaND ACCESSORY. AND SAME WAY OF weARING THE SCARF, JUST USED A DIFFERNT SCARF THIS TIME

I love the fact that Rook and Jade are on the same banner this was made specifically to target me/j, shady bitches deserve to be next to other shady bitches 🤣 Imagine how much pettiness and fake smiling will be had between them????? ???? ??? ? I’ve been dying for more interactions between these two, so this is really a treat for me!! 😋

To summarize: yeaaaaaah uh my rolls are in trouble come 2024 🪦

#twst #twisted wonderland #Jade Leech #Rook Hunt #Jade Leech thirst #Rook Hunt thirst #Rollo Flamme #Ortho Shroud #Trey Clover #notes from the writing raven #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #spoilers

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pianostarinwonderland · 3 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY AZUL

i have nothing prepared for you except my wet soppy thoughts

maybe i might rush write something bc i do have a few ideas on what to write

fucking breathes

the best. fucking. groovy. ever.

like everyone go home right now.

I have tried to think of every way they could make him look good but it ends up being how they could fuck it up because I’m gonna be honest, a lot of Azul’s recent cards are either decent or not hitting that well 🤡🤡

but this. THIS.

HOLLLLYYYYYYYY FUCK IT’S EVERYTHING

THE LIGHTING . THE THE FUCKING FUCK.

TEH ? VMS LISTEN. HE'S THE CHARACTER FOR EVIL SMIRKS, SO OFC THIS SERIES OF EVIL GROOVIES WAS GONNA BE PERFECT FOR HIM BUT BU T BU T

THIS IS SOOOOOO GOOOD. LIKE??????? DEADASS THE BEST ???? SMIRK??????? HE'S EVER MADE?????????? AND HE LOOKS SOOOO MUCH LIKE HIMSELF

THIS IS ALSO THE BEST ANGLE WE'VE EVER GOTTEN THAT SHOWS HIS 'BALD' SIDE AND THAT'S S OGUFKCKNGJ GOOD

AND AND

🧍‍♀️

he hey sir.

your hand looks cold.

m mm mind if i h hh hh hhhh hhol— gunshots are fired

ADN CAN I JUST

CRY ABOUT

PART OF YOUR WORLD BEING THE PAINTING LIKE LEI EK JLGSLKGNLSKDNGOADSNGOAINSAONGOAISNGI0AOHGIOAHGSDHIFGHSDOIGFHNSDINGIDSNJGKVDS

FUCKKKKK THIS WAS WHAT I'VE WANTED FOR THE PAST FWE MONTHS

THE PART OF YOUR WORLD SEGMETJKNJENJKSNGFNDKSJNGKSDKGNSDKLNGLSDGNDSLGS

FUCKGN ISN FCYRING

LISTEN LISTEN.

LISTEN.

I WILL DROP A HOT TAKE RIGHT NOW

THE LITTLE MERMAID SONG THAT DEFINES AZUL IS NOT POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS BUT IT'S PART OF YOUR WORLD

AZUL'S SCHEMING AND CUNNING IS DEFINITELY FROM URSULA AND IS REFLECTED SOOOO MUCH IN POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS

BUT HIS DREAMS

HIS GOALS

HIS AMBITIONS AND DETERMINATION TO MAKE HIS WISHES COME TRUE

PART OF YOUR WORLD REFLECTS THAT.

AZUL WOULD NOT BE AZUL IF IT WASNT FOR PART OF YOUR WORLD

AND THE SPECIFIC PART THEY SHOW OF PART OF YOUR WORLD. IT'S THE PART WHERE ARIEL WAS DETERMINED TO GET TO THE SURFACE

THAT'S LITERALLY AZUL

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

OUGOSHGHSODGHSUGUDSOHGODSGHOSDGDSGOSDHGISDOSDNGDGDSNGNSDOIGNIONAONGNAONSGIOSOGA

ok and can i just

scream about his story

BECAUSE. GOD FUCK THAT STORY LEFT ME DEAD.

loike like AZUL TALKED ABOUT HIS GRANDMA?????

THE SECOND BDAY STORY IN A ROW THAT HE TALKS ABOUT HOW HIS GRANDMA RAISED HIM AND AND HOW SHE'S BEEN SUCH A BIG INFLUENCE IN HIS LIFE

he's a grandma's boy ouhghfohfgf he loves his grandma sm he respects her and cherishes her goddddddddd

i love how he's aware that true compassion comes from not just spoiling someone but also disciplining them and whatnot

it adds to the balanced theme that he has going on

i also just rly love in general that azul loves and respects the maternal figures in his life not only because it makes him more respectable but also because it ties in with the feminism theme that you find in the little mermaid (whether animated or live action)

then then THE WHOLE LIKE,,, PART WHERE AZUL TELLS JAMIL THAT HE WAS SO SURPRISED AT ALL THE NEW SCENTS ON LAND THAT HE WAS SNIFFING AROUND LITERALLY

i first saw that part in an out of context screenshot, where jamil's like "lol haha you were just sniffing around everywhere omg" and i was like HUH?????

@/doom on twt also pointed out that it might be why Azul's into colognes and i think i shuold just be defenestrated at this point from how insane i've been goign

THE BARBEQUE PART THO

IT'S SO CUTE

AZUL, FLOYD, AND JADE DOING A BARBECUE....... WHEN THEY BARELY KNEW ABOUT LAND CULTURE AND PHYSICS................

AND THEY BURNT EVERYTHING LMAOOOO AND THE TWEELS BLEW SMOKE INTO HIS FACE THAT WAS JUST SO CUTE HONESTLY

jamil's like wow that sounds funny haha and honestly same jamil same

AND THEN THE PART WHERE THEY TALK ABOUT THE PR FOR NRC

god typical azul for doing it so that he can boost himself before graduatign

but i also got a lil emotional on that part not gonna lie bc he's Still grabbing opportunities to achieve his goals and he's working hard for them and god honestly that's one of the main reasons why i fell for him and i still love him for it

i also like

fucking died over his voiced line s

wtf

wtf are those lines

azul actually talking about love and crushes in his groovy....... but it's just him saying it's great cause he can exploit it lmaoooo

babe you're gonna be a disaster when you actually like someone i know it

jamil's already bordering on it, but if you actually end up liking Liking someone it's so over

personally what really fucking sent me though was Azul going "I take art as one of my courses so I can explain to you any painting you're interested in" LIKE

CMON.

CMONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.

lore on NRC courses???

but also the way that's phrased sounds like art is an elective you can opt to take ? ?

and he CHOSE to take art? //? /

hELL O

AHAHFAHSHFOIAHSIOFHIOASHFIAS THE ARTIST IN ME IS GOING AWAOHOAHGOAH

ofc Azul looks at art in a business sense, but i love that he's so wiling to branch out and rly appreciate it

cause how many ppl out there put down art :')) employers in particular are really iffy about this

Azul's also designed mostro lounge so you know he has his own style

also wtf Azul, you have your tentacles in business, in science and maths (science would be chemistry ish because of alchemy and arithmetic is Literally listed as his talent), and now in the arts

just.

just

man

happy birthday ashengrotto. take my tears and my insanity for now until i can writey ou smth better

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst jp #azul ashengrotto

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flowering-thought · 1 year

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Finally I can get the man that has plagued my mind off my brain and into my OC's. He's been in there banging around my brain for a week now and I can't get him out <3

Though his name took me a while cause I kept changing my mind 🤡

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WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes, gore, descriptions of gore, shitty attempt at medical care,

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Dante Morelli

First Meeting + Headcannons

Dante Morelli is a man well-known and well sought after. Whether it's to fuck him or kill him that is. A major CEO of a tech company that's just a cover for the shady mob dealings they do.

Not even most of the employees know about it. It's well hidden and only known by the people apart of the mob itself.

Unfortunately, he doesn't keep anyone by his side. The way he was raised didn't allow for petty emotions and selfish thoughts. And even after the man, he calls his father passed he couldn't shake that at all.

But who knows what fate has in store for him huh?

Unfortunately, one late night after Dante wanders the streets after a dealing, he was caught by an enemy and gunned down. Luckily he managed to get away but barely by going down several back alleys and hiding near some old boxes and garbage left by neighbors.

He's bleeding out and he lost his phone while running. He should have installed a GPS in his watch but he didn't and he regrets it for sure.

His thoughts become mudded and cloudy, barely awake when he hears humming and what sounds like a bag dropping to the floor. He feels hands on his wound and his immediate response is, "Don't call anyone."

He can't risk the cops or anyone finding out about this. And he can hear the hesitation in the voice as what turns out to be you returning from a late-night trip to the grocery store.

You definitely weren't anticipating a man with a gun wound on his shoulder to even be conscious and when you heard his confession to not call anyone you didn't know if your conscious would let you leave him.

So despite the voice in your head screaming you to not drag him to your place, you did the opposite and used his other shoulder to prop him up and let his legs drag on the floor before you brought him up to your shady but cheap apartment.

Luckily no one saw you and you set him down on the floor of your living space before grabbing a med kit that totally wasn't stolen hospital supplies from your best friend...

But who cares cause stolen hospital supplies are helpful. But you look at the wound and grab a bottle of vodka you were saving for the same friend and poured it on the wound and your hands since you didn't have any gloves. You have decent medical knowledge and enough to know what to do and what not to do. So you look for a bullet and are glad to see it passed right through.

So you disinfect the wound further before attempting to stop the bleeding and closing the wound with a sewing kit you had in the kitchen for emergency fixes in your clothes.

You braced yourself for sewing into his skin and then tying it together to close his wound before wrapping it in gauze. There's only so much you could do so you got a spare blanket and pillow and got him comfortable on the floor. You didn't think it would be a good idea to move him too much.

You only knew that closing a wound and stopping it from getting infected and bleeding is the best option even if you have no fucking clue what you're doing.

And after a tiresome night, you pass out on the couch, wanting to make sure this stranger doesn't steal any of your stuff.

Surprised to say Dante was still alive after that. Seriously you fell asleep thinking about how to explain the dead body in your apartment. If things went south you were screwed.

Since you were finally off from work, as a daycare worker for children, you took the chance to make some tea for your extremely stressful night and now morning.

But as you poured the hot water into the mug and over the tea leaves you heard a groan and whisper of "what the fuck" coming from your living room.

"I take it my late-night patient is up?" You say jokingly, smiling softly as you decide to pour another cup of tea. You wait a couple of minutes for it to steep before taking the mugs and setting them on your coffee table where your "guest" sat up with an annoyed look on his face.

He wanted to ask what the hell he was doing here but when he noticed the pile of dishtowels and an empty bottle of vodka in a slightly bloody pile. You hummed the same tune as last night before handing him the mug of tea and sitting next to him.

"Stress release for a stressful night. If you want honey in yours I have some but I honestly hate honey so I'd suggest sugar." You said, making small talk like it was the most normal thing and you couldn't help but feel like this was a wattpad fanfiction you were living through right now.

Dante felt an unknown emotion rush through him before he took a sip of the tea silently. "Thank you for the uh, help.." He mumbled, taking the time to look at your small apartment, noticing some cracks and things that need to be fixed. He noticed the blood behind your fingernails and then looked at your face.

Something in him realized that instead of the awkward silence he should be compensating you for saving him and he felt guilt over giving you a hard time.

And it's rare for him to feel sympathy for anyone.

"May I use your phone?" He asked, looking right at you before you pulled it out of your pockets and handed it to him, "Just don't say I tried to murder you cause I swear I may have wanted to poke my finger in your wound but I didn't-".

He let out a light chuckle before turning his head and putting a number in to call. He heard his bodyguard answer the phone in a panicked tone and he told his bodyguard to come to pick him up.

After that time went by quickly and the tea was finished when there was a knock and a big buff man behind the door who looked like a kicked puppy who shat on the carpet...

When he left you felt like you could finally breathe. You sunk onto your couch and finally fell into a peaceful nap with sincere hopes to forget that you didn't just have tea with a man who you treated like a doll to sew up.

But unknowing to you, Dante felt a squeeze in his heart and a sure knowing that he had just fallen for a woman whose name he didn't even know.

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Regular Headcannons

• Dante is 29 and was born on April 2nd.

• He's part Italian and honestly quite tall.

• He's not entirely good at showing his emotions. He had a rough childhood due to how his father raised him so he'd be a cold and ruthless mob boss when his father stepped down. Sadly even after he passed he couldn't shake the stoic mask he showed.

• But when he fell for you something in him couldn't help but smile so when he meets you again he shows this charming and adorable image. But the moment you're gone from sight he can't find himself feeling as warm and safe as you make him feel. So his smile usually falls when you leave and his subordinates quickly realize it.

• While Dante does have experience with women, he doesn't have experience with love. The amount of Googled date spots and how to win a woman's heart in his search history is honestly getting out of hand...

• He doesn't have many hobbies. He's rich but never sure how to spend the money so most of the time it sits away and goes towards bills and expenses.

• He does like taking care of plants. It was something he picked up as a child to cope with. He would talk to them and tell them all the positive things that he wanted to hear as a child and they thrived under his care. So his hobby grew as he became an adult so his house is filled with dark wood furniture and plants littered around wherever.

• He even has a greenhouse and an indoor garden space in his living room where he grows a tree in his living room. Somehow it makes him feel safe.

• Dante doesn't enjoy growing flowers so sometimes he buys some for himself just cause he thought they were pretty and would look nice in a vase he had at home.

• Cook? Why would he cook when he can just order something? Seriously it's not that he's bad at cooking it's just that he sincerely doesn't know how-

• Doesn't mean he won't look up a recipe to try and make you something for a special dinner date

• And as busy as he can get? He always sets time aside for you. And if you come to visit him while he's doing the "normal" part of his job he'll let you stay in his office with him and maybe sit you on his lap as a lovely stress reliever.

• But if you head over while he's doing the part of his job that he keeps far away from you, he'll send one of his subordinates to make you wait in a better area of the building while he finishes up busting someone's hands.

• He always cleans off before seeing you. He can't just see you while he smells like blood or has the disheveled appearance he does after dealing with someone.

• He doesn't ever want you to have to deal with it. Even though he knows you helped him he'd rather his own blood be on your hands rather than anyone else's.

• If he sees something while out near a shop or just randomly while scrolling through social media that he thinks you would like he'll buy it immediately.

• He's got so much money why not spend a bit of it hm?

• Soon after he met you he actually decided to send you gifts.

• it started out small like some tea leaves and sometimes it would be something else. One time you jokingly said, "oh mystery gifter can you give me a gift for my students?" And then next thing you know a stack of stuffed toys for the kids at your daycare center arrived the next day.

• At first you were freaked out but you grew used to it until you left a note by your door hoping to see who it was.

• when you found out it was Dante, he gave you the most adorable smile and said it was thanks for saving his life. He said if he could get to know you better he would be really grateful. You could of course deny but he'll still try to worm his way in eventually.

• And he understands not to send too many gifts as well. He just doesn't know how to properly express how happy and safe you make him feel so he gives gifts as a form of "payment" in his mind.

Yandere Tendencies Headcannons

• Seriously the wrong person to fuck with. He knows how to manipulate and blackmail but prefers violence and threats above all else.

• He loves you too much and he can easily manipulate your surroundings if he has to. And just like another man, we know he has people watch over you. He only trusts the men close to him so he gets one of them to watch over you and report your actions to him.

• But he doesn't want photos of you taken that aren't by him. Somehow he doesn't feel like anyone has the right to.

• And if a subordinate of his ever had the gall to disrespect you? Their dead the moment that shit spewed from their mouth. After that everyone knows better than to mess with you. But you do become a target of some enemy dealers. But that's also why he has his men watch over you.

• And his business never deals with drugs. Maybe some weed but never anything hardcore. They deal mostly in money, loans, organ harvesting, and certain contracts.

• But his job as a CEO of a tech company also earns him lots of money and while he's not too close to those he employs for the company since they are in the dark about the company being a front, he pays them well and makes sure they have the right bonuses and doesn't allow any power harassment.

• He can and will bug your apartment. He can't have himself worrying about your well-being all the time so it gives him peace of mind. And he likes it when you start humming or singing or just talking to yourself as you pace around your home with whatever task you're doing ♡

• But he does get easily lonely without you around, so at some point, he may begin pressuring you to move in with him. He just wants you by his side. He needs you.

He would have no problem keeping you by his side. There's no way for you to ever possibly escape him. So don't make him doing anything too drastic okay? ♡

#.dante_morelli_♡#soft yandere #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere hcs #yandere male x reader #yandere male #yandere headcanons #chubby reader

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happilyfeatherafter · 1 year

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Dean’s VOs in The Winchesters (season one!)

(LISTEN ALONG WITH AUDIO HERE)

Dean episode 1:

( Ten Years After's "I'd Love to Change the World" ) ♪ ♪

March 23, 1972. The day Dad came home from the war, and the day he met Mom. Now I know this story might sound familiar, but I'm gonna put the pieces together in a way that just might surprise you. And in order to do that, I have to start all the way at the beginning.

[END OF EPISODE]

What they didn't know is that the Akrida weren't just a threat to Earth, but to all of existence. Now, like I told you, there's gonna be some surprises. Hell, I'm still trying to find all the puzzle pieces myself. But I'll explain everything. And until then, I'll keep picking the music.

♪ ♪ Spread them wide ♪ ♪ Rich or poor ♪ ♪ Them and us ♪ ♪ Stop the war ♪

Dean episode 2:

( punchy, percussive music ) ♪ ♪ The ties that bind a family together can be complicated. Parents raise you, teach you what's right and wrong, and in some instances, how to kill monsters. But no matter who you are, there comes a time when you have to break from them and make your own way. And if you're not careful, things can get pretty ugly.

Dean episode 3:

( dramatic music ) ♪ ♪ ( screams ) ( sizzling ) ( growling ) There's no map to being a hunter. No playbook. You gotta follow your gut. But that can only take you so far. Truth is, you can't do it all on your own. You need other people to help guide the way... Your friends, your family. Otherwise you just end up lost.

Dean episode 4:

( eerie music ) ♪ ♪ Fighting the battle between good and evil isn't easy, especially when the first monster you have to face is the one inside yourself. ( soft dramatic music )

Dean episode 5:

( dramatic music ) ♪ ♪ Spending a lifetime of hunting monsters takes its toll. There comes the time when you gotta let out that pain inside you. If you don't, it'll eat you alive.

Dean episode 6:

(Lata) I am centered. I am at peace. I create my own path, and I walk in it fearlessly. (end Lata)

Hunting has a way of changing a person. After a while, right, wrong, good, evil, they all start to look the same. And then it makes you start to wonder, "Who's really the monster here--them or me?"

[END OF EPISODE]

Hunting's not for everyone. You have to be strong, stay sharp, make tough decisions, and it's not easy, But then again, the righteous things never are.

Dean episode 7:

( birds chirping ) Comes a time in every hunt when the fightin' starts. And the difference between winning and losing isn't whether you have the holy water, the wooden stake, or the silver bullet. It's whether you've got the grit to get the job done. (Mary on radio)

Dean episode 8:

(John Moran’s “Rebel”) ♪ ♪ Being a hunter, it means living a life of sacrifice-- not a lot of room for dreams. But you open your heart and get a little lucky, you'll find you gain more than you lose. ♪ ♪

Dean episode 9:

( mellow bluesy music ) ♪ ♪ This isn't how I saw things going when I pushed over that first domino. Thing is, I've had more than a few dances with free will and fate, but as my dad used to say, "Fate is what you make it."

Dean episode 10:

Hunting and happy endings don't usually mix, so when you get your chance, you got to ask yourself, "How far will I go to get it?"

Dean episode 11:

Being a Hunter means always being on the move, No matter how hard you plan, no matter how hard you work, at a certain point, we all run out of road. It's what we do with those crossroads that defines us.

Dean episode 12:

♪ ♪ ( carnival music resumes ) ♪ ♪ ( giggling manically ) ♪ ♪ ( shrill giggling ) ( whispering voices ) ( strange sounds ) 🤡🤡🤡

Hunting's a dishonest business. You gotta lie all the time about who you are and what you do. But the hardest lies aren't the ones you tell other people. They're the ones you tell yourself.

(Mary to John) Another day looking for this mystery man and still nothing. It's like this guy's a ghost. (End Mary to John).

Dean episode 13:

*RECORD SCRATCH* HE’S HERE!!!!! We’re going in universe baby.

(Opening scene, dramatic music ) ♪ ♪

Dean: John Winchester.

John: Sir, can I help you?

Dean: This is for you.

John: Where did you get this? Who are-- [...] One ticket for Lawrence, Kansas.

Ticket lady: Okay.

BOBBY, IT’S FREAKIN’ BOBBY!!!: We're not supposed to meddle with things, ya idjit!

Dean: You always said if I was gonna be stupid, I might as well be smart about it.

Bobby: Yeah, that does sound about like me. We're not even supposed to be here.

Dean: Come on, the letter was meant for him. I just, uh, you know, gave it a nudge.

Bobby: You keep an eye on things here. I'm gonna get the damn cavalry.

Dean: How you gonna do that?

Bobby: I got no freaking idea. One last hunt, huh?

Dean: One last hunt. ♪ ♪

[Insert finale including lots of chat about the ‘ruggedly handsome' mystery man here. For Akrida!Queen exposition science: You're here to talk about the man with no name...he was digging around in things that should have stayed buried. ... The Akrida. You see, our mysterious friend isn't from around here. There's only so much he could do. His hands were tied. Credit where it's due... he did manage to stay ahead of me for a while, but... I can assure you that he's not going to be a problem anymore. ... Well, there's this portal. You see--I'm sure you've heard of it. It's not quite up to code yet, but I managed to pry it open just enough to toss a certain someone and his car into it. No human can survive that gateway, so his body will be torn to shreds for centuries. Anyway, this, um... this old journal... it's all that's left of him.]

Back to the end of the show:

( electricity crackling ) ( engine revving ) ( engine revving ) ( dramatic music ) ♪ ♪

John: Mary! ... How did you guys survive?

Dean (gestures at Baby): She kept Mary safe... me too. Of course, there's not a lot that can tear me apart. I'm already dead. I was stuck in the world between worlds, so I stayed close to that portal, and as soon as I saw baby come through, I hopped in and grabbed the wheel.

Samuel: So who are you?

Dean: I'm a Hunter, just like you. But I'm not from this Earth.

Ada: And how did you get here?

Dean: When I died, I made it to heaven. And she was waiting for me. So I went for a drive, and then I took a little detour.

Latika: Through the multiverse. (Dean points ‘bingo’.)

Carlos: S-so what were you looking for?

Dean: That's a good question, Carlos. I was looking for my family. See, I come from a long line of Hunters. I guess I was hoping that somewhere out there was an Earth that had a version where my family had a shot at a happy ending. When I was driving, I caught wind of the Akrida. Turns out that they were one of Chuck's last creations.

Millie: Who's Chuck?

Dean: God. It's a long story, but, uh... basically, he's a real dick. He left the Akrida behind to wipe out all of existence in case he failed. Well... he failed. Eventually the Akrida were going to make their way to my world, and I got family there, so I couldn't let that happen.

John: T-the letter, why did you--

Dean: I took my little detour. The rules were simple. Don't mess with anything. Well... I gave it a little nudge. Thought it might need a little help. Looks like it worked out pretty well. So now that the Akrida are gone, you all can choose your own destiny. You can write your own story.

Jack: And you can get back to yours.

Dean: It's all right. It's all right. They're--they're with me. This is Bobby. That's Jack. They're family. Excuse me. You okay?

Bobby: I told you I'd figure it out. Didn't say I wouldn't get us in more trouble. Look at 'em. Man, this is all kinds of weird... seeing Samuel with a full head of hair.

Dean: Right? ( chuckles )

Jack (~~or is he?~~): Dean.

Dean: Yeah. No, I know. I know, Jack.

Jack: When I restored things, I wanted mankind to make their own fate. That meant no interference from on high, anywhere... no exceptions.

Dean: I couldn't let our world get destroyed. Sam's still down there, okay? He deserves a good, long life. Hell, they all do. ( indistinct chatter ) So, if you want to cast me out of heaven... so be it.

Bobby: If we're taking a vote, I'd say you give the guy another chance.

Jack: There's always another case with you Hunters... even in death. Well... if you're going to meddle in things, finish what you started. After this... it's time to get around to the... "there'll be peace when you are done"... part of the song.

Dean to John: Listen, um... b-before I go... I want to give you two something. My dad... he, uh... Kept a Hunter's journal, looked just like this. I lived my whole life by that damn thing. Well, this is my Hunter's journal. So if you're gonna stay in this game... This will help guide you through it.

John: Thank you.

Dean to Mary: I know you're thinking about quitting Hunting. Believe me, I understand. But you need to do me one favor. Keep an eye out for a yellow-eyed demon. And if you even catch a hint of that son of a bitch... I need you to use this.

Mary: Your family... did you ever find a version where they had a shot of a happy ending?

Dean: I think I did.

John: You never told us your name.

Dean: Hetfield... James Hetfield. (Hetfield is the lead vocalist, rhythm guitarist, co-founder, and a primary songwriter of heavy metal band Metallica.)

( Nick Drake's "One of These Things First" ) ♪ ♪ (Dean, Bobby and Jack vanish with baby).

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c0rvusx2 · 5 months

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Wolf-ji 🤡

Toji x fem!reader

17+: Toji being a perv, swearing, described nudity I think. Somewhat creepy ig, he likes watching you do stuff. No smut, but it’s kinda spicy. Use of 2nd POV (you, your) rather than 3rd (she,her).

Notes: Keep in mind that he has the mind of a human, so don’t take it wrong 🤝 This man is my brain rot 🤤 lmk if I need to raise the age warning

Genre: Fluff/Crack, spicy idk

Toji had no fucking clue where he was. He expected hell to be… a lot less looking like a city alleyway. He tried to lift himself, rather than feeling like his legs they were bent at an uncomfortable looking angle. Pain flared in his left arm, he bent his head to see a bullet wound, a nasty one that kept on bleeding.

“The fuck?” He stretched as best he could, looking around for some sort of item that would give him his reflection. Luckily, there was a abandoned mirror, cracked and without purpose. Toji began to limp over to the reflector, his legs stiff rather than it’s normal nimble movements.

“Oh fuckin’ hell-“

Okay, so maybe going grocery shopping late at night might be a bad idea—especially since there’ll be all sorts of creeps walking around. Not to mention it’s freezing out there, but it’s too late. You’ve already stepped out of the store and onto the empty sidewalk, and if this was the Wild West there’d be tumble weeds rolling from view. You shiver, beginning your journey back to the safe confines of your home.

The store you frequented was your favorite, and the farthest… so to save time you’d take shortcuts through alleyways. Today would be the first time you were doing it late at night.

You stare into the darkness of the passageway in front of you, anxiety bubbling in your stomach. “Quick… nice and quick…” you hype yourself up before storming ahead, using a quick pace to get you to the other side. The deeper you went, the darker it became and soon the only thing illuminating the alley was the clouded moonlight from above.

From ahead of you, you suddenly see a pair of eyes, gazing right back at you with a stern emerald green color.

You screamed as the eyes began to rapidly get closer, accompanied by the sounds of claws hitting against the ground. You dodged, reversing yourself and pressing your back to the alleyway’s wall. A harsh tug came from your grocery bag, which almost ripped your arm right off your torso. Muffled growling came from the creature that was trying to steal your food. Luckily, you recognized the creature that was attacking you, it was some dumb dog.

This made you enraged and frustrated, this shit costed you a good chunk of the money saved from the leftovers after you payed bills—and the bills around here ain’t cheap.

“Bitch!-“

🌌

Toji is one lucky bastard. Perhaps this was god giving him a 2nd chance at life- their weird way of dishing out redemption.

Somehow, he was able to worm his way into the chick-he-was-about-to-rob’s heart. Life’s good for the man-turned-wolf, he’s got free food, a roof to live under, and no rent to pay. A bargain in his mind. The only downside being he won’t be able to fuck around anymore, and he sure as hell is NOT gonna fuck a dog.

You felt bad for the dog, the moment you saw it’s form when you scrambled out the alleyway. It wasn’t scrawny, but it wasn’t very lean either. It had a scar present on the right side of it’s mouth, sharp green eyes and dirty matte black fur. It sustained a limp arm, a recent wound most likely the reason why it didn’t go all out on you.

You couldn’t really just walk away from a hurt animal, the guilt would eat you up the moment you turned your back. You were also studying to be a vet, moments like this were what you meant for. So you left some food, ran home to fetch a med kit, and returned with your car.

Here you were now, caring for one big ass dog who kept stealing your food—even though you bought him his own food.

You named him Toji, mainly because that scar on the dogs mouth was hella familiar to the Toji you fawned over in Jujutsu Kaisen. He looked at you weirdly when you said that, but snorted a moment later and stalked off to your TV set.

The strange thing about him was that he apparently knew how to operate cable TV, which amazed you yet weirded you out at the same time.

You noticed Toji naps a lot, and wakes up whenever you turn on Netflix. He’ll eagerly sit next to you, sometimes snacking (read stealing) popcorn whenever you make some.

For some reason he likes tuning in whenever you play any anime episodes, especially Jujutsu Kaisen. Whenever Fushiguro comes onto screen Toji’s fluffy tail begins to wag a bit, which you giggle at. He’ll catch you looking and snap at you, which causes you to furthermore laugh at. In the end he’ll end up tackling you onto the couch.

🌌

Toji often feels bored in your household. Nothing really for him to do since he’s apparently a dog now. Nothing to do other than follow you into the bathroom whenever you’re going to shower, keeping a keen eye on every curve of your body. Nothing to do other than watch the fat of your ass lower into his view when you have to bend over to clean up a mess you of him might’ve made.

Nothing to do other than create smutty fantasies of you in his head from when he was human, imagining what your cute little moans would sound like with you under him. Nothing to do other than watch your tits bounce whenever you two go out for a jog in the early morning. Nothing to do other than take a nap between your legs, resting his head on your stomach or between your breast whenever he can. Nothing to do but wish your pretty lips were wrapped around his cock instead of that popsicle you were sucking on a hot summer day.

Toji was a lucky bastard. And lucky bastards get what they want.

🌌

“Toji? Toooojiiii, breakfast! Where’d the hell you go?” You called out, turning the house upside down as you looked for him.

“Toji?” The only place you haven’t looked was the guest bathroom, and currently the door was closed shut. You could hear shuffling from inside, which made you wonder how the dog could’ve closed the door. Without warning, you swiftly pulled open the door.

“What’s going on in her-“ You stopped mid sentence, mouth agape at the figure who stood in front of your bathroom’s vanity. You both stared each other down, your eyes blown wide open while his were glued to yours without emotion. It was a stare down for what seemed like ages, until the familiar man broke the silence.

“What?”

You screamed, and you wished it was without the s because it was embarrassing. He flinched at your volume and seemed to disappear for millisecond, only to return right in front of you, hand on your mouth.

“Jesus Christ- I know you’re a loud mouthed brat but now’s not the time to scream yer’ lungs out,” He huffed, “You can do that later,” The man smirked, you could feel your face flush a bit. After a sec, he hesitantly let go of your mouth. Your mouth was left agape again as Hulu blinked wildly in disbelief at the hulking man in front of you.

“I- wait a fucking second… where’s my dog!?” The man just deadpanned at you, you took this time to eye him up and down. His skin tight shirt had a massive part of it missing on it’s left side, dark splotches of blood surrounding it. The familiar man, however, seemed completely fine.

“C’mon, is it not obvious!?”

“No!? It’s not possible for some anime character to come to life!?” At this you dashed out the room, running into the kitchen to nab your phone to call 911. Before you could even pick it up from the counter, the phone was snatched at lightning speed.

“Hey-!” You whipped around, immediately meeting a stone hard chest.

You were trapped.

“What do I gotta do to prove ‘m real, huh?”

💫

Omfg this is so ooc 💀 writing in character is hard.

If anyone’s confused Toji died and reincarnated into a dead dog’s body that looks exactly like him. During the night get went back to the jjk dimension, shibuya happens, and he returns back human.

Not proofread 🤡

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #crack #fluff #jujutsu toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #Wolf toji #Toji x you #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #drabble #perv toji #A lil ooc #A lil bit of anime spoilers #Toji

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the-delta-quadrant · 25 days

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just saw the most liberal shit on my insta feed you all

a trans protests page saying that our "anger has a place but peaceful protests are the only way forward"

and then they said "fighting for peace is like screaming for silence"

they used that cringe quote that i thought was so deep when i was 14 😭🤡

and it doesn't even make sense?? you can't ask quietly for silence. anyone who's ever been at school knows that the teachers have to shout over the students for them to be quiet. in the same way, asking nicely for our rights doesn't fucking work.

moreover, stonewall was a riot and it's the reason we have literally anything now

#queer #trans #transgender #nonbinary

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strongheartneteyam · 1 year

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I wish I could

♡

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!curvy!human reader

CW: fluff, angst, heated make out session, bad words, mentions of breeding kink, pregnancy kink, mentions of sex itself, mentions of pregnancy symptoms such as urinating a lot (maybe you shouldn't read it if it bothers you)

Not proofread, guys, sorry. My new kitten has kept me awake almost all night 🤡 but she's already the love of my life anyway. Thank you for all the comments and support! You guys really make my day

When a word appears in italic, it's the meaning of a na'vi word said previously.

Chapter 7

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Chapter 6

"Hey, skxawng." Said Kiri, when she saw you inside your home, putting some things that were messy in place. Neteyam had left to prepare for dinner time with the rest of the people and after he was gone you only slept like 15 minutes because after that you were being awakened all the time from your sleep to pee until you finally gave up and started to clean some mess in your house. Just pregnant things. "Feel like telling me how the fuck you let my brother knock you up?" the blue Omatikaya girl closed her eyes, put her tongue out her mouth and pronounced a big "ughhh"

You smiled wide and screamed "Hey, bestieeee! I missed you so much. It's been a while. Everything just started to get so chaotic lately and I didn't have a chance to talk to you."

Kiri sat on the ground next to you.

"Yeah, of course. It's a chaos that you mated with my older brother and did not tell me first! Worse than that: you guys are expecting a baby!!! Ma Eywa, what the...?!" She couldn't believe this madness

You started laughing at Kiri's disbelief. The na'vi young female was treating this situation like it was the craziest thing possible but it actually wasn't. But you got what she meant, you knew it was weird to imagine your best friend being your brother's mate. And you were pregnant with Neteyam's child. You knew she must get so freaking weirded out imagining you two... you know what. "Poor Kiri" you thought, finding the whole thing way too amusing

"I'm sorry I never told you about me liking Neteyam. I was just scared he would hear you telling it to someone we both trust, like Spider, for example, and I was insecure about him not thinking of me as attractive and getting the ick knowing that I liked him, because, you know, I'm no na'vi." You looked a little sad saying those last words

"(y/n), I'd never tell anyone, even Spider. You hurt me if you think I would." Kiri protested, a little sadness in her beautiful eyes

"I'm sorry, Kiri syulang." (flower) You used to call her that because of how much she loves Pandora's plants "I didn't mean to hurt you. Come here." You said, opening your arms, asking for a hug

Kiri went to hug you and said "I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm here whining instead of saying that I'm surprised but I'm so, so happy my bestie is pregnant."

A smile took over your lips

"Thank you." You broke the hug and looked at her "Do you know what Neytiri and Jake think about it? Are they okay with it?" Your heart felt tight inside your chest

"They are. They are actually really happy" Kiri was smiling

"Thank you, Great Mother!" You breathed in relief

Your best friend loved how much you loved and was connected to Eywa, even being human. She had so much affection for Spider but she knew he didn't feel the same way. So you ended up being her best friend because she could relate more to you. Being insanely connected to Eywa was a big part of who Kiri was.

Kiri waited for you to get ready and the two of you headed together to the part of the land where the people would sit side by side to eat every eclipse.

Your belly was still not showing so nobody could notice anything different and you were so greatful for that. You didn't like being the center of attention, especially because you had always felt like a freak. You were a human girl among the na'vi. Even if there were other humans living in Pandora too, there weren't many of them and most of them prefered to keep a respectful distance from the Omatikaya and stick to themselves, sometimes even eating all meals inside the lab. You were always different. Like Spider, you'd rather be transferred to a na'vi body forever, if you could.

Kiri and you sat at the green grass and started talking about trivial things, both glad to catch up. But soon everyone's attention was called to the Olo'eyktan, Jake Sully, who stood in front of everyone, in a higher place than the other people, so he could be more easily seen and heard.

"My son Neteyam, the Olo'eyktan in training, has something really important to tell you all." He said, loud enough to echo around that place

"Oh, no." You thought "Please, don't let it be what I think it is"

Neteyam was standing next to his mother, the Tsahìk, but after his father spoke, he stepped further next to Jake and said:

"I have chosen a mate." So many whispers could be heard around that bonfire "I know I should have taken more time and should have courted her before mating and for that I apologize. I did not give off a good example as the Olo'eyktan in training." The Omatikaya boy had a stern expression in his beautiful face

"But Eywa blesses his choice either way and that's what matters." Neytiri started talking "Now, I'm going to formally introduce Neteyam's mate to all of you. Will you come over here, paskalin, please?"

You wanted to die. Just. Freaking. Die. Why, Eywa?! You had just said you didn't want any attention on you tonight. Your heart was beating louder than an army of na'vi hissing together.

You knew you had no option but to get over there. It was part of the na'vi ways. Law must be obeyed in Pandora to keep the balance. Eywa said so. And you just couldn't leave Neteyam alone up there, risking getting on Jake's bad side. Jake was a great person but Eywa, he could get really mad sometimes, specially with Lo'ak and Neteyam. Your mate carried so much weight in his shoulders already. You would be a terrible mate if you didn't go there, even in fear. And you loved Neteyam enough to swallow the lump in your throat and start walking towards the three Omatikaya, so, you did.

Some na'vi did not like the idea that the next Olo'eyktan was gonna have a human mate, and you couldn't blame them, when they saw you right next to Neteyam. But, thank Eywa, most Omatikaya accepted the fact with little to no bad expression in their faces. Most of them were surprised, of course, but it was a weird surprise, not a bad one. And you knew they couldn't do much. Jake and Neytiri were accepting you before the clan like Eytukan and Mo'at did with Jake, back when he was still on the RDA program. What were they gonna do? They knew their place but more importantly, they deeply respected and admired their Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk.

Just a few hours later you gave Neteyam a goodbye kiss, he hugged you tight whispering in your ear "Take care, my yawne. I wish I could sleep next to you tonight but it's too dangerous for you in your current state to go to the forest with me and sleep in a tree and you still live with your mom." He chuckled "Ao'ite would skin me alive if she had to be a third wheel for us tonight. Even knowing that I would never do anything other than give you a peck on the lips and hug you tight in front of her." You laughed a bit loud and he kissed your cheek and you both parted, each one heading to their own parents' home.

♡.°

A bit more than a week had passed and Neteyam had already built a home for the both of you and your child (with the help from Lo'ak and other two na'vi young man who were their friends). You were in awe of how beautiful and cozy it was when you first entered the space. Tonight, you were in Neteyam's arms, cuddling with him while he kissed you tenderly. The kiss started to heat up and when you realized Neteyam was holding tight onto your thigh and that made you whimper in his mouth.

"I know you like that. That's why I do it, my baby." He said right next to your lips

He kept kissing you, his tongue massaging yours and then he spoke:

"Are you happy that I impregnated you?" He had a dirty look in his face

"So happy, Teyam. I'm so happy my belly is finally getting big." You said, feeling things down there already

As you were carrying a na'vi baby in your womb and you were human, considerably smaller than the na'vi women, your belly was big enough to be a 5 months old pregnant bump on someone who would be carrying a human child.

Neteyam caressed your swollen but still kinda small belly and said:

"I know." His breath faltering, his fingers feeling the bump, making him have to control his deepest urges to fuck you "You're already getting me boners when I shouldn't be getting one. " You two laughed "You got me hiding from everyone in sight until I get where dad is waiting for me, when I leave in the morning for training, because the image of you smiling at me, all sleepy, telling me to take care and that you love me, with this cute, fucking sexy belly makes me wanna rip your clothes off, yawnetu."

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dearly-somber · 9 months

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deathbed (coffee for your head) | h.js

-> pairing. Han Jisung x f!reader

-> genre. angst, hurt/comfort, f2l (friends–lovers), neighbors!au

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1442

-> warnings. Mentions of divorce; rocky home-life; reader runs away from home (essentially)

-> a/n. Ngl to y’all the formatting for this one was… questionable lmfao. It’s not terrible but… 🤡🤡 idk check it out if you don’t like it 🤷🏻‍♀️

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sept. 5th, 2020 @ 17:29

-> fin. Aug. 21st, 2021 @ 22:23

-> edited. Sept. 23rd, 2022 @ ???

You walked down the side of the road, the patter of rain distracting you.

You left your house since your parents were having a screaming fit—as they usually did those days. Ever since your mother told your dad that she didn't love him anymore and that she had already filed for a divorce, the tension in the house had been unbearable. You hadn't thought it would start raining, so you were walking with your hoodie up to cover your hair and face, though it was starting to soak though the fabric and make you cold. Your phone rung, Goodbye (by 2NE1) blaring.

Not bothering to check the caller ID, you answered the call with a scratchy throat: "Hello?" You hummed into the phone half-heartedly, stopping underneath a tree.

"Y/N! Where are you? I heard your parents fighting but when I came over to check on you you weren't in your room—"

"Jisung, what have I told you about going through my window? If my mom finds out she'll kill us!" You scolded him, shaking your head disapprovingly

"Whatever, it doesn't matter! Just come to my house, okay? My mom is cooking dinner for us." You smiled softly, humming before turning around to go to your neighbor's house.

Once there you knocked on the door, a low thud accompanying each knock. Jisung opened the door with an excited smile, the smile slowly fading when he saw how wet you were, lips parted in shock.

“You must be freezing… come inside!" He ushered after a moment, quickly pushing you inside. "One sec, lemme grab you some clothes—" it took only a few seconds for him to arrive back with some of his clothes and a towel. "Go change in my room. Mom should finish with the food in a few minutes." He said, pushing you in the direction of his room.

"Y/N! The food's ready!" Jisung yelled just as you finished pulling one of his hoodies over your head. It had been laying on the ground somewhere, so you might as well, right?

"Y/N! It's so good to see you again!" Mrs. Han said with a welcoming smile, hugging you tightly. You smiled with a laugh, nodding.

"I missed you too, Mrs. Han." You said. "By the way, where's (J/B/N)?"

"Oh, he's away for a business trip—"

"Okay, stop talking about my hyung and come spend time with me," Jisung whined, pulling you away from his mother. You had met Jisung in your shared classes, since you were both music majors at school. You had hit it off with him, and when you found out he was your new next door neighbor, you were practically tied to the hip. You giggled as Jisung over excitedly dragged you to where the food was, holding your hand before stopping you in front of the soup.

"Quickly, take some before I finish it myself—"

"Okay, God. You're so impatient, you know that?" You said with a raised brow, unable to stop yourself from smiling.

"It's why you love me, Y/Nie." He retorted, scrunching his nose cutely. You chuckled, dishing up before heading to the dining room, where you and Jisung ate.

Mr. Han only came back later, having gotten stuck in traffic on his way home from work. He greeted you casually, since it wasn't unusual for you to stay over some nights. Jisung had only ever really stayed over at your house once or twice, since your father had never really liked him. You guessed it must've been because he didn't trust him, but you knew your mother adored Jisung, so you guess that's a plus.

"Y/N, are you done?" Jisung asked, looking up from his phone. You nodded as you took your last bite, finally finishing. You had kept getting distracted your thoughts, so it had taken a while. He smiled at you warmly, getting up with a stretch. You smiled at him gently, the image of his cheeks stuffed with food similar to that of a squirrel stuck in your head. You had told him that it was cute and it's exactly the reason why you had saved him on your phone as 'Squirrel bby🐿'.

"Shall we go to my room, then?"

"Mmm." You hummed, taking his hand and smiling up at him brightly: "가자~"

You were sitting with Jisung on his bed, listening to some songs he had produced, reading the lyrics he had given you. He was watching you nervously, biting his lower lip. It was already around 01:03, so his door had been shut to keep the two of you from waking up his parents.

Noticing the way he was biting his lip, you placed a comforting hand on his knee, patting it gently. He smiled at you softly, playing with your fingers until you finished.

"Wow, Jisung."

"What'd you think? Is it shit?" He asked, eyes flicking from his laptop to your eyes questioningly. You scoffed, hitting his arm.

"Yah! Stop that! It was great! The lyrics and beat are amazing... I love it." You reprimanded him, pouting. He giggled, bubbling with happiness as he leaned back with a hand to his cheek, face turning pink.

Leaning forward he squeezed your cheeks, taking his laptop and paper to put it on his bedside table.

"Aah, thank you, Y/N-ssi!"

You hummed quietly, yawning. He sighed, hitting the sides of his mattress. "차, I'm gonna go grab a mattress for you—"

"What? No, Sungie. You'll wake your parents~"

"But—"

"We can just share a bed, dummy~" Jisung went quiet, looking at you stupidly as you made yourself comfortable in his bed.

“What?" You questioned, wide eyed and cute as ever.

"You're not going to be uncomfortable?" He asked, hesitantly getting comfortable with you. You laughed at him, poking his cheek with a fond smile.

"Of course not! I trust you, Sung-ah. And anyway," You smirked, moving forward to wrap yourself around him, the exact reason why he always referred to you as 'koala'. "You're a very huggable size. We fit together perfectly—" He chuckled at that, slowly wrapping his arms around you. You cuddled further into his chest, a content sigh leaving your lips.

Jisung bit down on his lower lip once more, looking down at the top of your head nervously. Now or never, Jisung!

"Uhm, Y/N?"

"Mmm?" You had closed your eyes. God, he was so warm—

You hadn't cuddled with Jisung all that much, since you usually only watched television at your home, generally playing games when you came over to his place to hang out.

"If I told you I liked you, would you be mad?" He asked quietly, making you look up at him.

You propped yourself on your elbow, eyeing him scrutinizingly. "You're being serious?" You asked, voice soft as you watched him. With a nervous gulp, he nodded, looking at you. When, a minute later, you hadn't yet answered, he cleared his throat, looking away sheepishly.

"It's okay if you don't like me back, I wasn't expecting you to, any—"

Jisung's eyes widened comically, his hand squeezing the side of the covers in all of his shock. You had kissed him to shut him up, your hand on his upper thigh. Slowly, Jisung's eyes fluttered closed, his hand making it's way to cup your cheek gently. His thumb brushed over your skin lightly, sending a tingle down your spine. You pulled away, looking at him expectantly. When he finally re-opened his eyes, he looked at you with his lips parted slightly.

"Does that answer your question..?" You asked with a shy smile, searching his eyes. Not trusting his voice, the boy nodded, watching with a smile as you leaned in again. He put one hand on your waist while you moved to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with the tips of his hair, his other hand still cupping your face. A couple more minutes passed while you kissed him, finally pulling away. You watched him lovingly, smiling before resting against his chest, your head tucked under his chin.

He chuckled lovingly at you, holding you to his chest, sliding down the bed some more while still keeping you close.

"I love you." You whispered, making him kiss your forehead with a soft smile. You lifted your head to place a quick kiss to his shoulder, your hands resting idly on his hips.

"I love you more..." He challenged.

You moved back to look at him again, kissing him softly and leaning your forehead against his, lips still lightly brushing over one another:

"I love you most," You whispered.

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shina913 · 1 year

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On Tilt, Part 5.1 | KNJ

On Tilt, Part 5.1

Definition: a poker term for a state of mental or emotional confusion or frustration in which a player adopts a suboptimal strategy, usually resulting in the player becoming overly aggressive.

On Tilt Masterlist

Pairing: Namjoon x Fem!Reader

Rating: M 🔞

Genre: idol!AU; strangers-to-FWB-to-lovers; toxic relationship; angst; fluff; smut

Warnings: unhealthy/toxic relationship dynamic; cussing; miscommunication; mentions of alcohol consumption; trouble setting personal boundaries; lots of pain in the end

Word count: 2.1K words

Summary: You’ve said time and time again that you wouldn’t lose yourself to him. You were in control now. You were going to make better choices. For a minute there, you were able to keep up with it. It wasn’t ‘til Namjoon’s extended break that you found yourself falling into old habits. Will you ever learn to quit Kim Namjoon?

A/N: Thanks for being soooo patient with my super-slow updates. This is a flashback chapter, from time when they first broke up. I have the subsequent chapter about 70% of the way through. I just had the itch to post so--hope you enjoy! Thanks to my loves, @internetjunkdrawer and @itdoesntmatterwhy for reading this through and for the general screaming 🥹💜 Also, special s/o to @yoongukie-ff for letting me whine into your DMs about this and picking your brain! I appreciate you all sooo much for fueling this writer's delusions 🤡

Years ago…

Namjoon sits in a corner of the dressing room, surrounded by the buzzing activity of his teammates. Stylists make last-minute adjustments to the members' wardrobe, tech guys fix an issue on one of the mic packs, and a few more swipes of tinted lip balm are applied. Strands of hair are sprayed into place so they fall at just the right angle.

The group has just kicked off their European tour, and there are 20 minutes left before they must take their places for their opening set. This is when Namjoon usually gives his teammates a pep talk.

For now, he sighs and quietly rubs the inner corners of his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. He knows he'll have to summon all the gods he hasn't believed in for years to give him the strength to motivate his teammates. Deep down, he’s desperate to feed off their energy in order to get through tonight's performance.

An hour ago, while getting mic'd up and prepped for the show, one of the assistants snuck in amongst the flurry of arms that fussed over Namjoon to hand him his phone. His face lit up when he saw your name reflected on the screen. When he unmuted the phone’s microphone, the first thing he said to you was that there's a museum he's excited to check out at one of their tour stops. They have a few days of rest coming up between shows, and he wants to fly you out to where he'll be.

“Yeah, about that.” There was an edge to your voice that made him worry. ”I don’t know if I can go.”

He brushed his thoughts aside, thinking you might still be traumatized from the last time he flew you out and the airline lost your baggage. You didn't get your personal items back until the day before you had to fly back home. He tried to console you, saying, "The label charters our flights now, so you won't have to deal with any commercial flight issues anymore. Trust me, it's going to be better and less stressful."

Whenever Namjoon wanted something, he would do and say anything to get it.

“I know, but–” You tried to jump in but Namjoon continued to convince you.

“Is it a problem with your visa? We still have two weeks, I can ask one of the managers to call our guy at the consulate–”

“Namjoon! There’s no need for that.” You finally interrupt.

“Then what’s the problem?” He asks casually.

“It’s not a problem per se. I just don’t know if I can keep hopping on planes on random days of the year just to spend time with you.”

"Baby," he says softly, disregarding the fact that staff can hear every word he says but are hard-wired to ignore it. "This is my job. You know how it is."

"Believe me, I'm fully aware," you respond wryly.

"Okay so then why are we still having this conversation?" He says with a chuckle.

His cocky tone annoys you. And although you didn't mean to bring it up during this conversation, you decide now was as good a time as any other.

"I've met someone."

At that point, he promptly asks the assistants to give him some privacy. This isn't going to be one of those on-the-go phone calls where he'd be having short chats with you while people combed his hair and reapplied his lip balm.

He murmurs something you could only make out as ‘hold on’ while he walked away from staff.

He retreats to a utility room and closes the door behind him. When he's alone, his first reaction is to let out an awkward chuckle, although he isn't sure why. Maybe he thinks this is a joke and that you're trying to pull a fast one on him. "Wait, what do you mean 'you've met someone'?"

“I mean, I went out on a date…with a guy,” you pause for a beat before continuing, “I think I want to see where things go.”

“You think or you know?”

The edge in his voice makes you let out an exasperated breath. “Joon…”

“How did that even happen? I didn’t know that you were seeing other people.”

“Excuse me?” You try your best to pull back your irritation.

Namjoon catches himself. “I mean, I thought, you know…I didn’t think you were looking,” he mutters awkwardly.

“Well, you and I are both single, right? No commitments–that’s just facts.”

He falls silent, struggling to find the right words. You’ve been friends for years and have been in this 'situationship' for nearly half that time. He could be away for weeks and months, but one thing's for sure – he knew that he could always come home to you. It's always been you and him.

He tries to reason, "Yeah, but...I thought that we-"

"Look, let's be real. When has there ever been a 'we'?"

Namjoon had never thought of it that way. He always assumed that you agreed to this setup.

"It was my fault for letting this go on for as long as I have, thinking that it wouldn't be a big deal. I'm realizing now that it was a mistake."

Your words pierced him like a hot blade. His voice softens, "Hey…you don't really believe that, do you?"

It took you a few moments to answer. For a while, you had been understanding and patient with him. You had no problem rearranging your life to fit his, and while you agreed to no labels, you at least hoped for some consistency. He didn't deliver on that either. It had been one too many last-minute cancellations, and you were done being left alone at planned getaways, family gatherings, and even something as simple as a movie night on your couch.

“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot about the future.” It wasn’t the answer he was hoping for.

He sighed heavily. He knew it was eating at you as the months turned to years, but you didn't press him. What could you do? Besides, it wasn't like he could do anything about it either. He had his career before you came along.

This was a conversation that he usually avoided, not because he didn't want to talk about it, but because there were always so many uncertainties in his life. One of the biggest uncertainties was his career. Sure, he could think about the future--if the future involved making more records and being the top pop group in the world.

"Did you know that you talk about the future a lot? What your teams have planned out; what the record label wants you to do; what concept you have for your next mixtape or mini-album. And it made me realize--what about me? What are my plans? What do I want to do?"

Guilt immediately ate at Namjoon when he realized that the only future he had ever talked about excluded you. It was odd because, at present, you were always there--a constant in his life. So it wasn't that he meant to exclude you; it's just that when it came to you, he never thought that the present and the future were two separate things.

And that was his fatal flaw.

"Things are going well at my new job. I finally got my own apartment, thanks to Lani. Everything is falling into place and it really got me thinking about what I want for the long term."

His shoulders sagged and his knees buckled. He leaned against the closest thing for support: a wood-paneled locker where athletes typically stored their equipment at the stadium.

He sank onto the bottom shelf and crouched, resting his elbows on his knees.

"You know that I can't give you a solid answer. Everything is still really complicated and that hasn't changed."

"I know that things haven't changed for you, but they have for me. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I want something more definite. Something more concrete. Something more...” you sigh, “Just…more," you finish emphatically.

Namjoon squeezed his eyes shut. He was miles away and too far to appease you.

“I don’t know that I can give you that assurance,” he said in defeat.

"I figured as much," your voice wavered. He heard rustling on the other end and guessed that you had pulled the phone away to compose yourself.

“Could we,” he hesitated for a second, “…can I see you when I get back in three weeks? We can sit and talk--”

He heard you clear your throat. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

Just then, the door creaked open. He looked up to find one of the stage managers gesturing at their watch, realizing that he still needed to get his mic pack on and have his in-ear monitor wiring taped.

“Five minutes,” he says in a clipped manner, making the assistant retreat immediately.

He turns his attention back to the phone. “Sorry about that.”

“No, I should apologize. I didn’t mean to hold you up. And to be honest, I was hesitant to even have this conversation over the phone.”

“A little late for that,” Namjoon deadpans.

"Yeah, well," you shrug at the irony of it all. "Anyway, it's getting kind of late here. I know you have to go."

“Look, I...I just...I don’t know…” he stutters. You both fall silent again, with occasional static filling the dead air. He felt weird ending things like this but truthfully, he was caught off-guard and didn’t know what to say.

“Are you still there?”

After a few beats, you respond. "I'm here."

There is a small sigh of relief from him. “Can I call you after the show? Please?” It’s a last-ditch effort on his part, but you decide to give him some leeway anyway.

"If you want, sure. But I know you're usually tired."

“No, no. I'll call you, I promise,” he says firmly.

"Okay. Have...a good show," you say slowly. It is all you can offer as a sign-off.

“T-thanks. Uh...bye.” He stares at the darkened phone screen and nothing but his bewildered reflection looks back at him. Before he tries to make sense of your conversation, a persistent knock rings out. It’s the same assistant, firmly insisting that he needs to be mic'd up this instant.

With a small nod, he brushes his own thoughts aside. He still has a show to do and his team is counting on him. He needs to get his head in the game.

******

Namjoon had never tried so hard to be focused, or at least appear to be. He went about the show as usual, but his body didn't seem to belong to him. He smiled at the audience, nailed all the steps, spat all his lyrics, and got through all of their ending ments, just like the professional he was.

After he and the guys were shuttled back to their hotel, he immediately asked one of the managers to bring a few beers to his room.

Who cared what he wanted for himself? It wasn't like he could sustain a relationship while he was an active idol. Not only would it be too much fodder for tabloids, but it wasn't good for the fanbase.

At the end of the day, the team had to be the top priority. If the fanbase was shaky, then the team's future was in jeopardy.

He had already placed a huge wager on his career, and now was not the time to be emotional. He had to bet smart. His management team would tell him that you were a high-risk, low-reward gamble.

When you woke up the next morning, you saw a notification on your screen. It wasn't a call or text from Namjoon. Instead, it was a link to a replay of his drunken livestream.

You tried to convince yourself that you had made the right decision. Waiting to confront him face-to-face would have been too difficult. The mere sight of him standing in front of you, promising to make it up next time, would have been enough to weaken your resolve. You didn't want to return to an unhealthy situation. So, you took a deep breath and focused on the future, knowing that this was the best thing for both of you.

On the other side of the world, Namjoon finally opens his eyes, having given up pretending to be asleep. He spent the rest of his evening doom-scrolling through his social media feed, trying to come to grips with your last conversation. Amidst the pounding in his head, it finally hits him: you met someone else, and you have the chance at something real with this person. And that person isn't him.

It hurt to let you go like that. But looking back on it, he realized that you were brave enough to admit that you deserved better. He didn’t have the courage to do the same.

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stillfrownyclownlol · 5 months

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Screaming into the void rn lmao

I am a chronic shitty slasher movie addict, so a slasher au is always up my alley ...I'm just finally in a fandom where it makes sense (kinda) 🤡

Tw: ...people..die, cuz...it's a slasher movie

It's at a summer camp because I love summer camps, they're so nostalgic to me even tho I went to a really fancy one and not the dumpster camp Ash is a counselor at lmao

It's her first summer there, and she's working with the rest of the gang (Tay, Tyler, Ben, and Logan). She's a dance instructor hehe, her group of kids are planning a ballet recital for the end of camp party :) But she's pissed off cuz they don't have the funds for anything nice.

Then...for some reason the camps start getting donations from , which is a little weird, but hell, Ash doesn't get paid enough to ask her boss (idk maybe Mr. Thomas) about it. But at the same time, weird shit starts happening; the phones get destroyed, finding bugs in the food supplies, or weird puzzles/messages are left around camp. Ash thinks it's some asshole kid messing around for fun :< One day, all the kids go on a field trip with a diff instructor so Ash and her friends can finally relax!

Then yknow, shit hit the fan when they find Tyler's corpse impaled on the tree. Looks like somebody pushed him, but the owners of the camp cover it up and say it's a freak accident and he just fell :/

Cue the rest of the gang quickly getting picked off in increasingly brutal/bizarre ways (sprayed with chemicals, knives to the face, they even find Logan totally massacred in a bear cave), until...it's just Ash.

Obviously seeing her friends die horribly in the span of like 2 days has done some serious damage to her psyche 💀 She's huddling in a cabin tryna call the police, but every time she tries the phone it's some creep saying how much he likes her breathing. Decides to suck it up and try to escape... *sigh* I'd love to draw a chase scene. Aiden's obsessed with her, he gave the donations since he saw how unhappy she was...and picked off all her friends because you know. Possessive much?

Kind of guy who likes to play with his victims, he does games like "hide and seek" or "where am i gonna stick the knife? :)" Definitely flirts with her as she tries to claw his neck out 🤡

But it's a final girl story, so ofc Ash wins and stabs him >:D Calls the cops using his phone and gets the hell outta dodge. Ofc, when she comes back, all the corpses are still there...except for Aiden *shrug*

Comic coming out in...the next decade presumably 💀

#sbg #school bus graveyard webtoon #sbg (webtoon)#school bus graveyard #aiden x ashlyn #aiden clark #ashlyn banner #aidlyn #slasher au #guess how many times i listened to Final Girl while i was drawing/writing these posts 🤡

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buckleysg1rl · 10 months

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𝗠𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆 ✩ 𝗦𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗩𝗜

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♡︎ Ethan Landry x Chad Meeks-Martin

- also including; Scream VI; characters

summary; Ethan and Chad confess to eachother one night and they become a couple - all pictures from pintrest requested; no! but I do write for both football players and any Scream characters so send in your requests!!! <3 info; all the ghostface killings didnt happen but all of them still have family issues 😻💋 as well imagine that sam and tara are twins 🤭 anyways- enjoyy x ALSO ITS NOT PROOF READ BTWW

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Groupchat; failed abortions

Mindy added 6 other people to "failed abortions"

Quinn; what is this

Mindy; a groupchat dipshit

Quinn; well no shit but why did you make it

Mindy; 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

Anika; hello!

Mindy; loml fr how you doin'? 😻

Sam; did you just use a Joey Tribbiani refrence???

Chad; you watch Friends?

Sam; you dont?

Chad; no 😹

Tara; @Mindy this is just gonna cause chaos

Mindy; ik thats why I made it

Quinn; oi wheres ethan

Mindy; idkk ask Chad

Chad; why me

Mindy; bc ur his boyfriend??? 🤨

Chad; HA?!

Chad; Were not dating

Anika; YOU ARENT DATING???

Chad; no why

Quinn; just as I tought my baby brother isnt a virgin, he still is 😔

Mindy; you want him being a whore like u hm 🤡

Quinn; kys IMMEDIATELY

Sam; now now lets be nice

Mindy; stfu

Quinn; stfu

@Mindy and @Quinn were muted for 5 minutes by @Sam

Anika; how?? u arent even the admin

Sam; I got my ways ;)

Anika; ..okay..

Chad; Sam is scary 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

Tara; had to deal with her before u knew her so stfu pls 🤷‍♀️😹

Chad; why so mean 😭

Tara; funnsies

"Chaaaaad!" the jock heard his name being called. "What d'ya want now Mindy?" he answered. Looking to his right he saw his twin sister come out of the kitchen where he and Ethan lived. Currently everyone from the group minus Ethan was at their apartment, haning out. They were all going to a frat party later, so they all decided to get ready and Ethan and Chads place.

"Do you have any eggs?" she asked her older brother. "Eggs? No, why?" he asked confused. Mindy just shrugged before sitting next to him on the couch. "I'm bored. Amd wheres Ethan?" she asked him. Chad shrugged as he continued to watch some TV-show that was playing. "Pretty sure his Econ class is until 7, why?"

"Well we got a party to attend!" Mindy exclamed like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Coudn't he just skip?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow. Chad just rolled his eyes. "Well first of all, his profesor would have been up his ass next class if he didnt have a writen sick note. Remeber last month, when we went to that caffe, and then what happened?" Chad asked her. Mindy only nodded.

As Ethan didn't have a writen sick note, the profesor as punishment made him write a 5 page long essay about some subject no one from the group knew about. The poor boy was dead by the end of writing it, and he was ready to kill his profesor with his own hands.

"Besides, no one is going to show up before 9, that when it gets dark. And you know Ethan hates parties, its a miracle Quinn and Anika got him to come." Chad added. Mindy just sighed heavely, drowning into the couch.

"Dose this look good?" a voice asked. The twins turned their head to see Tara and Sam in matching outfits. "Yeah." Mindy replied, giving them a thumbs up. Chad only nodded. Soon after both Quinn and Anika joined the four, and now they were just waiting on Ethan to come.

"Jesus its raining cats and dogs outside." Anika pointed out. Looking out a window, the group saw the rain pouring and it looked like there was a storm incoming. "Oh hell no, I aint going to the damn party. I dont got waterproof make-up and Im not planing to look like a soaked rat." Quinn said, before taking off her shoes and getting more comfortable.

"Y'know I agree once with Chucky-" "Hey!" "lets stay. Besides, im to comfortable now." Mindy said. The group murrmured agreements, and soon after they changed out of their costumes and into more comrotable clothes. Just as 19:45 pm rolled around, the group heared someone quickly entering the apartment.

"Jesus Christ-" Jack wheezed as he slid against the door. He was drenched, his hair as well clothes were stuck to him, his white shoes looked darker then ever (probally because of the mud as well rain) and his bag was making a puddle of water on the ground due to it being soaked. "Damn Sherlock, you good?" Mindy asked him from were she was sitting. "Peachy.." he rasphed out as he coughed.

"C'mon, you need a warm bath." Chad said as he got up and went to Ethan. Offering him his hands, the younger hold onto him. The jock swiftly liftied him up, and soon the two got into the bathroom that was in their apartment. "I'll put your bag into your room, and I'll get you a spair pair of clothes alright?" Chad said as Ethan sat on the toilet lid. "Thanks.." Ethan rasphed out. His eyes were half opened, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep any minute. Chad just ruffuled his hair before making his way to Ethans room. He put his bag next to the bed before going into the boys closet to take some fresh and clean clothes. He quickly returned to the bathroom, and there he saw an almost asleep Ethan. He was bearly awake. "Hey buddy." Chad said, shaking him very softly. "Hm..?"

"You gotta be awake man, c'mon just shower and then you'll be able to sleep, okay?" Ethan just nodded before carefully getting up. "Call if you need anything." Chad added, kissing his temple before leaving the bathroom. The little kiss left Ethan a blushing mess. The younger had a crush on Chad for a good while now, but he was to scared and insecure to ask him out even tho the other girls told him that Chad liked him. Hell, even Mindy confirmed it!

Some time later, the group heared Ethan coming out the bathroom. He was in an oversized sweather and he was also wearing some black sweatpants. All them could see him shivering as he aproached them, he even made sweatherpaws which Chad found way to cute and adorable.

As Ethan sat down next to Chad, Quinn quickly threw her younger brother a blanket. He immediately wrapped himself in the blanket and Chad coudnt help but to smile at him as he looked way to cute. "You good?" Chad asked him with a small smile. "I-I'm freezing." Ethan said, trying to warm himself. The jock put an arm around his shoulder, pulling him closer to his chest. "You'll be warm soon, I'm sure." he said. Ethan didnt reply, instead he relax more, cuddeling up to Chad and closing his eyes. The girls smirked at them, and Chad coudnt do anything exept roll his eyes. They all knew that the jock had a big crush on the brunnete but was to scared to confess.

Groupchat; Girlypop

5 members

Sam; Samsie Tara; Twizzler Anika; Kpop Adict Quinn; Harley Quinn Mindy; geekyshit101

geekyshit101; 😏

Kpop Adict; ???

geekyshit101; do you not see the lovebrids???are you blind

Harely Quinn; Anika your going to let ur gf talk to u like that 🤨

Samsie; *pictue of Chad and Ethan, Ethan is in a blanket cuddled up and asleep on Chads chest while Chad is a blushing mess*

4 members saved a picture

Twizzler; Sam the meance

Harley Quinn; aye aye

Samsie; shut up and watch the movie -_-

@Samsie was muted for 1 hour by @geekyshit101

geekyshit101; never use "-_-" EVER AGAIN

As the girls stopped texting Sam sent Mindy an unamused look. The girl just shrugged and smirked at her before returning her focus on the movie.

failed abortions

anika; *pictue of Chad and Ethan, Ethan is in a blanket cudduled up and asleep on Chads chest while Chad is a blushing mess*

📸 credits to Sam :)

"Anika you little shit!" Sam whisper-shouted. Chad gave the two a weird look, but choose to ignore the two. Anika just giggled to herself before continueing to watch the movie. As time went on alnost everyone fell asleep. The all mutualy agreed they would crash at Ethans and Chads place, so they all scattered around. Mindy and Anika went to sleep in Chads room while the Carpenter sisters went into Ethans room. Quinn just decided to crash on the other couch next to Chad and Ethan, not bothering to go into any of the boys bedrooms.

The only person awake was Chad. He was watching some shitty sitcom on the TV with half open eyes as he coudnt fall asleep not when the most perfect person on planet Earth was next to him, cuddled up against him, asleep on his chest.

"Hey.." a voice whispered shocking Chad out of his toughts. "O-oh hey Eth.." he whispered, looking down at the boy that was alseep on his chest moments ago. "Why are you awake Eth, go to sleep." the jock said, pulling the younger closer to him. "Its kinda hard to fall asleep while sitting.. And why are you awake?" Ethan asked. "Coudnt sleep.."

Ethan nodded, laying his head onto Chads shoulder. "Hey Chad.." he whispered. "Yeah?" "I gotta tell you something, but you have to promise you wont hate me." with that statment, Chad got concerned. What could Ethan possibly say that would make the jock hate him. "Whats up E?"

Ethan took a deep breath before looking at the older, starring into his eyes. "I like you. Like like like you.." he whispered. Chad looked at him stunned, shocked. Ethan frowned, looking away. "I'm s-sorry, I should go.." he said, attempting to get up anr leave.

Keyword; attempting

Chad pulled him back down before he locked their lips into a kiss. At that, Ethan eyes widend before he kissed back. The two kissed paciontley before pulling away. "I like like you two..dare I say love you.." Chad boldly said. The brunnete softly smilied at him before pecking his lips. "I think I love you too.." "Yeah?" "Mhm.."

The two continued to stare at eachother, before Chad laided down and mention to Ethan to lay down on his. Ethan quickly complied, laying on the jocks chest. "Can we be boyfriends..? I-if you want to o-of course.." Ethan asked. Chad smilied at him, kissing his head. "I'd love to be your boyfriend Ethan."

And thats how the two fell asleep, cuddled up and consent.

"Hey lovebird." a smuge voice said as Chad wakes up. Looking around, he saw that Ethan was still fast asleep and that the smug voice belonged to no other then Mindy Meeks-Martin. "Dont even start." he told her in a rough voice. Mindy giggled. "I suggest you take a look at our wonferfull groupchat."

Raising one eyebrow, the older carefully took his phone from the coffee table that it was on without disturbing Ethan before entering the groupchat.

Looking at it, he saw that Quinn took way to many pictures of the two toegther sleeping. "I'm gueesing your boyfriends now?" his twin asked him. "Yeah." he replied, nodding. "Glad to hear. And if you dont want for this to repeat I suggest you two dont sleep together next to Quinn." Mindy laughed, winking at him. "Oh fuck off." Chad replied with a small amused smile. He was so so happy and so so glad he had the chance to be with the most perfect person on this planet, and he woudnt change it ever.

#scream #scream movies #scream franchise #scream vi #ethan landry #chad meeks martin #chad meeks #chethan #chadthan #ethan landry x chad meeks martin #ethan x chad #m/m fanfic #our fav couple #mwahhh

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whatthefishh · 1 year

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Okay, how about Din + surprise party + "aren't you my gift?" In which Din remembers readers' birthday and goes out of his way to do a little something for you in his ship with the child. Just you three. Maybe Din gets you a gift, and reader then says dialogue prompt, which can either be fluffy or lead to smut, your choice!!

We already spoke about this, but here it is again 🤡🤡 I'm excited! Thanks, love 😘😘

Helloooo bb, I have written… something lol. It’s not exactly smut but it mentions their intimacy. I hope you like it!! 💕

Birthday series part 6.

Love Language

Din walks behind you, his large gloved hands covering your eyes and the cool touch of his chest plate against your back as he guides you through the Razor Crest. He didn’t tell you what he was up to when you weren’t allowed in the cockpit, him and the kid spending half an hour having a ‘private conversation’, so you went to take a long needed shower and freshen up. After donning a clean pair of clothes, not that you had several to choose from, you emerged from the fresher with Din standing right in front of the doorway. You scream at the imposing figure, not expecting him to be right outside the door, looking just about ready to attack.

To be fair, he always looked ready to strike, intimidating especially in his full armor, the height he had on you not helping. Maker, how did you ever get past his hard exterior to find his heart?

Months of you being his live-in mechanic and occasional babysitter had the two of you spending a lot of time in close quarters, filled with companionable silence for the most part. You did most of the talking, sharing about your previous jobs or funny memories, finding him a rather good listener. The man hummed and grunted when necessary, modulator adding an extra gravely layer to his already low timbre.

When you started opening up about your more intimate memories, little things that made you happy or things you missed, like a comfort food, he would go silent, making you think he wasn’t interested in what you had to share. That is, until he would slowly start bringing you things back from his ventures into the city, when he’d leave you with Grogu to collect supplies or a bounty chip. Din would sometimes return with a trinket, or a snack, always referring back to a (one sided) conversation you’d had with him, tossing the package in your hands as he boarded the ship with a short, “you look like you could use this,” muttered to you.

He was very subtle in the time leading up to where the lines blurred between friendly professionals and … whatever you would call your relationship now. You don’t even fully know when the energy shifted from comfortable silence to the tension you felt when he returned from his hunting, knowing he needed to let off some steam and that sooner or later he’d be climbing into your bunk for some sweet release. You haven’t seen his face in the light before, your eyes barely making out shapes in the dark as he removed his helmet, allowing his mouth to worship you, peeling you apart one orgasm at a time.

At some point you must have shared some basic personal details with him. He stopped outside the cockpit, hands leaving your eyes, and you felt more than saw the whoosh of the doors sliding open for you.

“Okay, open. I know it’s not anything like you told me but I thought, well. We thought you’d like it.”

You were rendered speechless. Flowers from the last planet you’d visited were scattered around the ship, vines holding various buds hanging from the ceiling, making you feel like you were back in the forest on your home planet. The harsh contrast between the delicate blooms scattered across the metal of the ship and the intimidating figure that was the Mandalorian was an image that would stick with you for a long time to come. Grogu sat in his usual spot in the cockpit, cooing at you from his low vantage point as you took in the efforts they put in to celebrate your birthday.

You had almost forgotten, if you were being honest. The days felt like a blur sometimes, what with the light speed and constant traveling. Somehow, Din had remembered you mentioning the nearing date in passing a few days prior and prepared all of this for you.

In your usual seat sat a bundle of fabric, clearly holding a lopsided object in its depths and you concluded this must be a gift for you. Din had gotten you a gift. For your birthday, which you didn’t even expect him to celebrate with you. And the kid was in on it. You were holding back tears, not wanting to cry in front of the hunk of metal waiting behind you.

“You really shouldn’t have. This is wonderful, Din.”

“Open it.”

Reaching forward to lift the fabric off the object, you don’t know what you were expecting as a gift from Din but you should’ve known. Leave it to the lethal bounty hunter to get you a weapon as a birthday gift. Under the bindings you found a vibroblade, small enough that it wouldn’t be hard for your unpractised hands to yield but big enough to cause harm should you need to defend yourself.

Shaking your head you turn around and look at him, holding the blade limply in one hand.

“Aren’t you my gift?” You ask with a teary smile. You said you wouldn’t cry in front of him but he was making it rather difficult for you.

“Thought you’d like this. Besides, you needed a new weapon after stabbing that laserbrain on the last trip and losing your blade. Consider this an upgrade.”

He was right, you were left defenseless for the past little while due to an overly aggressive scavenger trying his luck with you and you having to resort to using brute force to get him to stop. Clearly, Din feels better with you having something to defend yourself with when he’s not available.

“Fine, I’ll accept this upgrade. Where did you get this anyway, aren’t they supposed to be hard to come by these days?” You ask, inspecting the blade further.

He made a non committal noise and waved off your question. You knew you weren’t going to get an answer out of him on how and where he’d acquired the blade. Putting the weapon down, you took in the scene again, still in awe of the pretty flower arrangements. The gift and the whole situation bring a giggle to your lips as you imagine Din in all his beskar glory hanging vines and various blooms for your sake and you turn to see the kid joining you in your laughter. The noises were cute enough for you to pick him up, spin him around and kiss his forehead, realizing belatedly that you still haven’t thanked Din for all his effort.

Putting Grogu down, you approach the imposing figure that you’ve come to love in a short amount of time and take his hand in yours, kissing his knuckles gently and looking where you’d think his eyes are behind the dark helmet.

“Thank you. I wasn’t expecting anything and this is more than anything I could have dreamt.”

You draw his hand closer to your heart, unintentionally pulling all of him with it.

Your gaze is steady where you want to think his eyes are watching you as well, until he leans forward to rest his helmet on your forehead, still holding his hand to your chest.

You don’t expect him to say much else and he doesn’t, and you’re okay with that. You’re more than okay with all of it.

#the mandalorian #din djarin x you #din djarin #the mandalorian x you #din djarin x reader #birthday celebration #the mandalorian fanfiction #din djarin fluff

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mrhowells · 1 year

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Smallville 4x14

I love this episode a lot🥹

THAT'S ADORABLE😭😭

"You're gonna be fine. I know you're gonna be fine. Everyone I've ever hit was alright."

Lois -everyone I've ever hit was alright- Lane:

Clark really sleeps on the couch now that Lois lives there? LMAOOOO

the way he immediately smiles when he sees the dog I can't🥹🥹

"You hit him? With your car?" "No, with my fist🙄🙄"

CLARK YOUR FACE-

"Actually, I think it might be fun to have a dog around."

HE'S A MENACE, HE'S A DISGRACE, HE'S A FUCKING CLOWN, I LOVE HIMMMMMMMM

I'm crying

"I don't know. It's just kind of hard to be myself with her around."

that's so ironic though because apart from hiding his powers he is VERY himself around her

I need Tom Welling to stop smiling on my screen please and thank you, I'm not strong enough for this😭

ugh😩

Chloe helping Clark with his excuses, love to see it🥹 He's so bad at them he needs all the help he can get💀

Let me introduce you to my parents who have been married for about 30 years now:

"Let's see. He's annoying, and I can't get within ten feet of him without getting sick. I think we should call him Clarkie."

have I mentioned how much I love them before?

"I spent all morning on these."

they're both so cute🥹🥹

LMAOOOOOO he finds her so annoying

hsajaksjaksj LOOK AT HIS HAND IN THE SECOND IMAGE, HE'S SO DONE I'M SCREAMING

No because if I keep going like this I'll screenshot every single time they say something or even look at each other💀

Lois: You could be Skipper😇

Clark: *fake ass smile* anyway-

STAHP I'M SCREAMING

he's about to throw hands💀

This is so confusing, I thought Jason's mom orchestrated the entire meeting with Lana but now she wants him away from her?

"Paranoia is not a very attractive quality in a woman."

Umm okay, AND? I mean I don't give a shit about Genevieve but this is such a dumb statement, as if she's supposed to give a fuck about what's "attractive" to Lex or others, like what?

Sometimes he sounds like one of those "pick up artists" that the internet makes fun of all the time, I'm sorry💀💀

I. LOVE. THIS.

That's the way someone talks to their own kid, not their guest and I love that because Lois clearly lacks parental love. Martha & Lois will always be so special to me😭😭

"Remember when Clark did that? He was only... three." LMAOOOO

Lex is clearly losing patience with Clark😬

Can I join this family pls look at themmmm

Martha is such a badass actually

I'm glad Lana overheard that whole conversation between Jason and his mother, now I'm just hoping they'll give her more agency instead of making her a passive character and her own storyline.

(edit: so she did NOT hear what they were talking about🤡🤡 At least she saw it)

Clark is such a little shit😭

Still arguing about dog names🤡

"Hold on there Forrest Gump, what are you gonna do, run?" LOL

She's like nuh uh, get in the car dude AND HE LISTENS💀💀💀

How are they acting like they're been married for decades???

NOT AN ACTUAL QUESTION BC I KNOW HOW AND I'LL TELL YOU: they're comfortable around each other even if they don't realize it

🎶and I will go down with this ship🎶 (EXCEPT I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO BECAUSE IT'S FUCKING SAILING, IT WILL NEVER GO DOWNNNNN)

let's move on

"What is this, another one of your famous hunches or are we just on a little scenic route?"

"Okay, stop here."

"Wha- where??"

"HERE. Stop here."

"OKAY."

>>>MARRIED.

they sound like my grandparents💀

LOOK AT MY LIL POOKIES INVESTIGATING STUFF TOGETHER🥺

YEEEEET

I need to know where Clark gets his clothes bc that stuff withstands literally anything💀

AKJASJKAKSL STAHP😭

"He (the dog) saved my life. I'll take my chances on his loyalty." Ooof, is he calling out Lex👀

what is Lionel trying to do?🧐

CUTE.

Clark is happy = I'm happy, it's really that simple

this episode is premium, top tier chef's kiss EXCELLENT

#ellie's smallville thoughts #smallville #4x14 #clark kent #lois lane #clois #martha kent

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Subtle and not so subtle Clues/Hints that both Cell and Freeza are gay AND that Freeza has a crush on Cell🔽

- In ep 1, Cell and Zarbon have a "moment."

- When Freeza is choking Cell with his tail, he says, "You've awakened something I think.." Alluding to the fact that he may be into choking.

- In ep 3, the obvious, "I choose tails." "So you're giving me head?" Line is obvious.

- Before Freeza throws the ball at Cell, he calls him a "comely cockroach." Comely means pleasant to look at or attractive.

- "No Freeza, fuck ME."👀

- In ep 4, Freeza's response to Dodoria saying Cell's being topped by Froginyu is to instantly, without hesitation say, "Who hasn't?"

- When Froginyu lunges at Cell at the recycle and trash bins, Cell says in the background, "Do not lick me there! I do not know you enough to lick me there!"

- In ep 6, Freeza was watching Cell from his window the whole time.

- In the Christmas special, Freeza's eyes lit up when he saw Cell's gift, but I also think his heart lit up, if you know what I mean.

- Seeing them both sitting next to each other peacefully listening to King Cold's story brings a tear to my eye.

- In ep 8, Freeza is constantly needing to talk to his dad, it screamed coming out to me.

- Freeza's eye roll and tail whip when Cell came up behind him REEKED of sass.

- When Freeza sees Cell and King Cold talking, he says, "What if he hasn't talked about me all day?" Who is talking about? Cell? Or King Cold? I think Cell.

- Freeza says Cell has gotten him down in the dumps because he's been stealing all the attention, but I think there's more to it than that.

- Dodoria implied that Freeza's feelings of abandonment were coming from within. "Maybe it's not about Cell, maybe it's about you."

- When Freeza is having trouble sleeping, he says, "Damn you, you Chartreuse Charlatan!" And at first I thought Chartreuse was the color purple so I assumed he was talking about his dad, but after looking it up, Chartreuse is the color of Yellow and Green, so he was actually talking about Cell, meaning that he couldn't sleep because Cell was on his mind.👀

- In ep 9, when Cell finds Freeza trying to break into his garage, he assumes he's is having a midnight fling with Super Kami Guru.

- I can't lie, when I first watched this episode, I thought Freeza and Cell were going to start making out after they both slapped each other.

- The amount of times Freeza says "shut up" to Cell in this episode (Not in a mean way, but in a somewhat endearing way) is definitely a testament to Freeza's crush.

- "I dressed as your father so I could lure you into here and have you all to myself in the dark." "So you admit it!" Need I say more.

- "What do you do in your free time?" Cell was actually attempting to try and get to know Freeza😍

- Cell tried to understand why Freeza is so damn bitter about being dead. "Why do you even bother now?!"

- Freeza's tone changed when he said, "You really think you're going to get out of here?" It felt like a wall was coming down between the two of them.

- Seeing them both finally have a decent conversation and ask each other, "Do really believe that you can do good and go to heaven?" Is really refreshing, they should talk more like this in the future.

- Cell being able to pick up on Freeza's daddy's issues within 2 episodes.

- "Goodnight, Lord Freeza." Cell has never once called him Lord Freeza until this moment??

- Even though Cell ended the argument, Freeza is obviously unsatisfied and wanted to argue more.🤡

- Their sleeping positions before they go to sleep and right when they wake up is a DEAD giveaway.

- FREEZA WRAPPING HIS TAIL AROUND CELL DURING THE NIGHT??

- Also in ep 8, Freeza was having trouble sleeping ALONE in his bed, because he couldn't stop thinking about Cell, but he's able to sleep without discomfort on the hard concrete floor with Guru's annoying snoring in the background, but he's cuddling CELL that's the only main difference. There's no WAY this is a coincidence.

- In ep 10, Cell has a problem with Bojack being in his "personal bubble" but he sure didn't mind Freeza's tail wrapped around both of his legs in the previous ep.👀

- Freeza's neck roll when he says, "The basic bitch holiday." This man is FRUITY.

- Cell's line, "Top me, Zarbon." He knew what he was doing idc.

- Cooler's expression when he saw Freeza looking after Cell when he went to pee👀 he KNOWS.

- Their miscommunication when they think they're both talking about Cooler and Bojack never gets old.

- Cell mistakes Cooler for Freeza's ex, and Freeza doesn't say anything like, "I don't even swing that way!" He just simply corrects Cell and says, "My brother!" TFS is planting seeds I'm dead serious.

- "So he seems to hate everyone, what's his deal?" "Don't act like you care!" Oh really Freeza? Don't act like you're JEALOUS.

That's all! For now..

#hfil #fricell #Tfs #Freeza #Cell #Cellza #Dbz #Dbza #dbz abridged

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