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t1red-twilight · 23 days

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summary: you get injured on a case and spencer is…worried to say the least.

warnings/content: gn!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, medically inaccurate (i googled stuff but idk), spencer has ptsd, reader is implied to maybe have ptsd, cannon typical violence/injury (bullet wound), reader has self destructive traits, spencer is worried and quite overbearing, non-sexual nudity, spencer passenger princess confirmed, idiots pining over each other, like a significant amount of pining, friends totally share a bed regularly, that’s so normal and platonic, reader is an unreliable narrator at times, lmk if i missed anything<3

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you had gotten injured after a case. it wasn’t anything serious, you had just gotten grazed by a bullet on your upper arm on your dominant side. it stung like a bitch, and bled quite a bit, but it wasn’t anything to cry over. even still, you were bandaged by paramedics before being sent on your way.

the case hadn’t been far from quantico, just a forty-five minute drive or so. spencer had silently insisted on sitting next to you in the suv. the air was awkward. not uncomfortable, per se, it was just that everyone in the car could feel that spencer was definitely upset.

once back at quantico, everyone split up to go to their homes. hotch informed everyone that you would all have the next day off. you searched through your go-bag for your car keys, when you suddenly felt a presence behind you.

spencer’s natural scent of linen and citrus would always be familiar to you. you’d recognize it anywhere. “hey spence.”

“how’d you know it was me?”

you turned around, shrugging. “lucky guess,” you smiled a lopsided smile. there was a momentary pause.

“is your arm okay?”

chuckling lightly, you shifted your weight onto one foot. “yeah, i’m alright. do you need anything?”

he was avoiding eye contact more than usual. “i think you should come over to my place tonight.”

you quirked an eyebrow. there was this unspoken arrangement the two of you had; you’d switch off spending the night at each other’s apartments. it had started when spencer began having ptsd-fueled nightmares again and you had recurring bouts of insomnia. and this consisted of sleeping in the same bed, to comfort each other.

“yeah?” there was an overwhelming feeling that he was more upset than he was leading on, and this was even more evident considering his behavior on the ride back to quantico.

“…yeah. i just want to make sure you’re okay.”

you snorted. “of course you do, spencer.” he finally looked up and resumed eye contact.

“what do you mean?”

“i don’t mean anything.” you twirled your keys around your finger, chuckling lightly at the thought of spencer being caught up in what was to you, a very minuscule injury. gesturing to your car, you add on, “well, we should get going then.”

he walked around to the driver’s side of the car and motioned for your keys. spencer wasn’t very keen on driving; he much preferred his passenger princess privileges and tendencies. confusion and minor amusement flooded your features. “you want to drive?”

“uh, yeah. you shouldn’t be lifting your arm, it could tear your stitches.” the sass in his tone almost made you double take.

“hey, i think i’ll be fine, okay? you don’t have to worry about me because i got scratched.” your tone was more genuine but still held a playful element. he sighs and looks a little incredulous.

“just let me drive. please.” taken aback, you hand over the keys and walk over to the passenger side. you raise your dominant arm to open the door. spencer quickly rushes over to open the door for you. “please don’t.”

“uh, okay,” you reply in a quieter voice. as you buckle your seatbelt, spencer gets into the drivers side seat. he somehow finds a classical station on the radio (it’s not all too surprising that he probably has them memorized), and the rest of the ride goes on without a hitch or bump.

when you arrive at his apartment, spencer runs to your side of the car. he opens your door for you, and helps you out of the car. “you don’t have to baby me, spence.” he mumbles out a response. “what?” you question back.

“can you please take this seriously?” your eyes widen at his more stern timbre. a semi-sarcastic thumbs up is all you give him.

the walk up to his apartment is exceedingly more tense. you try to focus more in the scent of the old building rather than spencer’s apparent disappointment in you. the building smells like, well, old building, and the floor creaks fifteen times on the way to the elevator and to his front door.

you both cross the threshold and he sets his crossbody bag down near the entryway. you didn’t bring up your go bag, as you have plenty of things at his apartment already.

he grabs your hand and leads you to his bedroom. he proceeds to hand you some pajamas: an old mit shirt and soft shorts that you left prior. you wait for him to leave, but he doesn’t. “are you going to let me change?” he looks at you exasperatedly.

“you can’t move your arm.”

“yes. i can.”

“you can, but you shouldn’t. please let me help you.” you just about roll your eyes, but you stop yourself.

“i can undress myself. i just got grazed.” you’re getting more annoyed.

“grazed? you almost fell over from the blood loss. morgan had to hold you up. the average human body has around ten pints of blood and you lost one and a half- that’s 15%. that’s not a graze-“

your eyebrows raise. he was taking this very seriously. “the bullet didn’t penetrate. i didn’t need a transfusion, and it was by no means fatal in any way.” injuries like this have occurred before on the team, and the team has recovered.

“yes, but if you lost 5% more blood, you might have lost consciousness and needed a transfusion. can you please take this seriously?”

surprisingly, you didn’t respond immediately. spencer, and everyone for that matter, had known you to be quite stubborn and not known to back down.

“you got shot. you should be taking this more seriously.”

“you could barely even consider it a shot, spencer. besides, it’s better me than anyone else.”

his eyes widen. “how can you be so reckless?” you don’t respond at all this time. you just look down at the clothes in your hands.

“please,” he quietly says your name, “you just really mean a lot to me. i don’t want anything to happen to you.”

if your eyebrows weren’t high before, they sure as hell were now. “can you promise me? that you’ll take your health into consideration more? i have no clue what i’d- what the team would do without you.”

his slip-up does not go unnoticed. “okay.” you swallow your pride. “i will.”

he sighs in relief. “now please, let help you.” his eyes glance up from the floor to meet yours. you nod and he steps closer. both of your movements are awkward as he places his hands on the buttons of your shirt. he unbuttons it quite slowly, and pulls it down your arms.

he’d seen you in more compromising situations before, so this is nothing new. “put your arms out, but not up, please.” he then proceeds to put his old college alumni shirt over your arms first before pulling it over your head. “i think, you can, uh, put the shorts on yourself. just don’t lift your arms too high.”

“i won’t. i promise.” you give what you think is a convincing smile and he leaves to the bathroom.

when he returns, he is also dressed for bed. he guides you to the bathroom to brush your teeth. he babies you as much as is physically possible, but you draw the line at him brushing your teeth for you.

“dude. i’ll be careful. i’ll just use my other arm.” the task proves to be weird and uncoordinated.

you both finish brushing your teeth at about the same time. you follow him to the bedroom.

his feet pad across the carpet softly. the socks he’s wearing isn’t shocking to you at all; it’s a habit of his he’s gotten used to. he turns on his lamp on the side table, and turns out the big light.

he draws back the covers before you can, and you swing you legs onto the bed. you pull the covers up to your chin before he can tuck you in or something. one can only handle being babied for so long, after all.

he has one of those fancy dimming lamps. it casts a soft glow over the room without being too overwhelming. and because he likes it this way, so do you.

he turns onto his side and places his hands under his pillow. you begin to turn onto your side, but he stops you. “don’t put too much pressure on it.” you compromise by turning your head towards him.

his eyes are big and his lips are slightly parted. his breathing is deep and slow. you don’t know who falls asleep first, just that you both slowly inched closer so that eventually there was only about two fingers worth of space between you.

#i’m so normal about spencer #everyone in this just lowkey needs a hug #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #fluff #spencer reid fluff #x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #fanfic #hurt/comfort

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weepingchronicles · 2 months

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platonic yandere best friend headcanons

a/n: hi everyone :) im working on requests but it might take awhile since I've been busy. I just wanted to do this short lil post since I had the idea tw/cw: yandere behavior, stalker behavior, taking of ones belongings?

Platonic yandere friends are so special to me since they toe the line of what's normal in a friendship but are able to get away with more, I feel like? You share everything with your friends, your deep thoughts, your inner self that even your s/o and parents don't know about.

Partly I believe this is because they're your equals and you just feel more comfortable sharing stuff like that because your parents are more authority figures and sharing everything with your s/o might be embarrassing, at least to me.

You become very close with your new friend, to the point you don't even remember how you guys met and became so close. I think yandere best friend easily weasels their way into your life, gaining personal information that you've never told anyone before, yet told them.

Stuff like this creates a very tight bond, when you share trauma and embarrassing things you feel like you've known yandere best friend your whole life

And everything is great, until...

For the purpose of this post, let's say you have other friends, maybe not as close as yandere best friend but friends nonetheless! Yandere best friend is tolerant of your other friends, maybe even friends with them too, but all of that friendliness disappears if they feel threatened in the position as YOUR one best friend.

It starts off as nitpicking, waiting for them to mess up somehow.

Wow, they canceled on you that one time? That's rude. They don't invite you to everything and everywhere they go!? That is so shady!

Once they truly mess up somehow, coincidental or not, yandere best friend tells you to cut them off. Which you do, because they're your best friend! They're just looking out for you.

Yandere best friend is very possessive and protective of you! They might be the 'mom friend' but literally only for you. They even carry a separate bag for you in case anything happens.

You get hurt? Here's a band aid. Forgot perfume or need any makeup? They got you, even your favorite brands, of course they know what products you use, they're your best friend! (Totally didn't take pictures of everything you use to buy later on.)

They insist on always paying for you! Probably even makes a list on things you randomly mention you want just for them to gift you it on your birthday or Christmas. They don't expect anything in return but it's so difficult when they go all out for you and you got them a couple gifts. (They treasure it more than anything.)

If for some reason they don't have enough money to buy you dinner or something, they get insanely embarrassed!

One thing they do take advantage of, though, is your home. Specifically your bedroom. It is such a safe space for them, they swear they sleep better when you're right next to them. They often come over whenever you're there(or not) even if it's just to laze around and scroll on your phones. You probably even gift them a key to your house since they come over all the time.

They want you to have a very specific view on them. This may include coming from an abusive home which makes you let them over to your house often, wanting it to be a safe space for them. Whether it's true or not, they can't lie that it benefits them!

People often mistake you for a couple, whether you're same-sex or not. You find it uncomfortable but yandere best friend doesn't mind!

I mean, are you even really friends if people don't assume you're together?

Not to say yandere best friend has feelings for you, it's just that they don't care? All they want is you, if you gain romantic feelings for them they'll even be in a relationship with you, afraid that if they reject your bond will break.

If you get together with someone else though they'll be insanely protective. They don't think anyone is good enough for you and will poke and prod at your s/o, trying to find any flaws they can.

The most annoying behavior is probably their clinginess, when they're not with you they often text or facetime. They like facetime better or calling since they get worried over text. (what if you're secretly mad at them cause you responded with 'k' instead of "okay!!"?)

They get INSANELY worried if you don't respond or call them back. First, they spam you with calls, messages, even debating to call the police. They decide to check your house, using their keys to your home.

If you're still not home, they have no choice but to wait on you, the worry and anxiety turning into anger. Why the fuck aren't you responding!?

You come home after your busy day and go into your room.

Right as you turn the lights on is yandere best friend there going all like "what are you doing? where were you??" and you literally almost died from a heart attack.

It's super annoying to constantly check your phone in case your friend is worried about you over a "gut feeling" they had. You think about taking back the keys you gave them but they already made tons of multiples

All in all, just go along with everything they say and it'll be fine. They are less deranged than romantic yanderes as they probably won't kill for you. They prefer manipulation and sneaking around to get what they want, but killing people for you... they definitely would- but the job is much easier if you already think everyone is out to get you or toxic- other than your best friend of course!

A unique thing about yandere best friend is that if something major happens the friendship might not last. It turns into their dark obsessed enemies situation. They hate how your friendship ended whether it was your fault or theirs(most likely) but they still can't shake off their obsession towards you. They become much more secretive and manipulative and mean. They keep tabs on you however they can if they can't physically be around you. Whether that's social media or just plan ol' stalking your schedule. They remove all your friends by starting rumors or talking badly about you, you have no one.

Finally you break, guilt and loneliness overcoming you to the point where you apologize to yandere best friend and hope to rekindle your friendship whether it was your fault or not that it had ended.

Of course, they forgive you! But don't expect it to come without consequences, they are much meaner to you and keep a closer eye. If they suspect you distancing from their grip again, they don't beg and sob for your friendship like before- instead forcing you into their grasp, who else will be your friend except for them?

They guilt and humiliate you all in the means of you being beside them, and cuz it feels good to punish you for even trying to leave their side.

They are much more clingy and touchy, wanting to make up for lost time spent apart.

You better pinkie promise your loyalty because they are not letting go of you ever.

#yandere #platonic yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #yandere best friend #yandere bff #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral yandere #yandere hcs #yandere scenario #yandere drabble #soft yandere #obsession #obsessive yandere #obsessive love

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queermania · 1 year

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Ok so I have a real question not trying to start discourse or any thing. If Dean knew how he felt about Cas slash knew he liked men why was he always so weird about gay people. I can see a reading where Dean knew how he felt about Cas but not one where he knew he was bi

this is totally a fair question and i don't think there's any one True reading or interpretation of the show/characters so it really just depends on what version of events resonates the most with you. the way the picture makes the most sense to me is that dean is a guy who was raised in the 80s-90s in a hyper-masculine environment with zero stability. i think all of those puzzle pieces slotted into place in his brain in a way that said "sex with men is okay, feelings are not." a furtive hookup with a dude in a seedy bar bathroom is fine. going on a date with a guy is prohibited.

and the thing is that this is kind of true for dean when it comes to women as well. a one night stand is a-okay. falling in love and settling down is not. so, you take that sort of mentality and then apply all the homophobia of growing up in the eighties and the nineties and a life lived out of a car bouncing between truck stops and, well, you get a dean who is absolutely flabbergasted when confronted with the fact that not only are you allowed to want something romantic with a man, you're allowed to say it out loud to other people. you're allowed to have it.

dean wasn't weird about gay people, necessarily. he was weird about people who were able to just be themselves. he didn't know that was an option. also, i don't know about y'all but as a queer person who doesn't necessarily read as queer at a glance, i too get Very Awkward when confronted with another queer person in the wild and it's not because i'm homophobic. it's because oh! new friend! must send telepathic signals that me queer too! my behavior around other queer people in queer spaces does not match my behavior around other queer people in random public spaces. i'm embarrassing and i see that part of myself in dean lol.

and dean being weird about other people making comments about his perceived queerness, to me, is a very normal reaction for a closeted person (or even someone who is selectively and/or quietly out). you can be perfectly at peace with who you are and still not want to be clocked. like???? homophobia is not a thing of the past. dean grew up during the AIDS crisis. he was, what? nineteen years old when matthew sheppard was killed? his reactions to people insinuating he might be anything even close to queer make perfect sense for someone his age, living the life that he did.

also, like, here's the thing: i realized i was queer when i was about eleven and i freaked out about it for about a day and then promptly suppressed the whole thing because of a deeply traumatizing childhood. being queer was the least of my worries and there was never any time to unpack it and deal with it so i just didn't. and then when i was about nineteen i started to have queer sexual/romantic relationships but continued to suppress the fact that EYE was in fact queer because, again, i didn't really have the space to unpack it. it wasn't until i was about twenty-three and surrounded by other queer people (in a platonic way) that i finally felt safe to fully admit to myself and to other people that i was in fact queer. and then i never really did a whole coming out thing. i just... lived my life openly as a queer person and let other people figure it out.

my point in all this is that i feel like my general experience/trajectory lines up really well with how i view dean's. he had a very traumatic upbringing so while he knew he was attracted to men, he had no time or space to deal with it. that didn't stop him from having sex with men, but he never really unpacked what it actually meant. it wasn't until he was older and had openly queer friends that he felt safe enough to fully acknowledge that part of himself. and then.. that was it. he just lived his life as a queer man. like, i feel like we actually watched that happen over the course of the show???

most importantly, i cannot handle any reading where everyone else knows dean is queer but dean does not know himself. i especially loathe the idea that sam Knows and has to explain dean's own sexuality to himself. that is so ugly. dean is a very self-aware person. you could even argue he is perhaps too self-aware at times.

anyway, this is all obviously just a watsonian explanation of dean's relationship to his queerness. it doesn't even touch on the doylist stuff but that's a whole can of worms i'm not really interested in opening on tumblr dot edu right now.

so, yeah. that's my personal reading.

#replies #anonymous #dw #queer!dean #mp

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3-2-1-annihilation-station · 8 months

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"Phoenix and Edgeworth are just friends!"

Ah, yes. Dedicating your entire life and career in hopes of just meeting the one guy who defended you once in fourth grade is just something friends do.

So is doing it again just because he asks you to even though the process to get it back is extremely difficult, the job has gotten you routinely injured, and you've been out of it for seven years.

Having a scrapbook entirely dedicated to him too is also something friends just do along with calling him Daddy while you're both at work in what is supposed to be an extremely professional setting. Same with the guy also inexplicably having a picture of you wet and shirtless just lying around.

That's totally just friend stuff, yeah. Ain't nothing to see here.

**Edit:**Some people are taking this post as an attack on ace people, people who just believe they’re friends, or is saying that Phoenix’s behavior is fine and normal if it’s romantic but suddenly not if it's just purely platonic.

Spoiler alert: it’s doing none of those things.

This post is simply pointing out the sheer insanity of Phoenix’s behavior and how what he does is not by any stretch what friends typically do for each other and nor is it healthy, regardless of the circumstances. It is just saying that while it would still be incredibly unhealthy, it being romance based would have it make a lot more sense.

#wrightworth #ace attorney #miles edgeworth #phoenix wright #narumitsu #i'm so sick of these people #“they're just friends”#honestly it'd be weirder if they were #this is not normal friend behavior and thinking it is is toxic af #yall are telling me this isn't gay at all #hell just change one of them into a woman and you'd all be for it #stop hiding behind the excuse of edgeworth being ace too #it's not that i'm against that #it's just the people arguing that are usually doing it in bad faith to hide their homophobia #sorry not sorry #just my experience #it's canon we all know it #can't wait for them to finally show up married in aa7

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plus-i-miss-you · 6 months

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Hey Hey! Can you do Yandere! Haruka having to hunt the reader down?

▷ listening to:

"he chased me and he wouldn't stop" (gn!reader)

⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ılıılıılıılıılıılıㅤ

♪ note: yes i used melanie martinez lyrics for the title. hope you like this one, anon! it ended up being a little bit more like a scenario rather than headcanons, haha..

♪ summary: it turns out that arguing with your best friend who most likely has feelings for you and likes you a little too much and threatening to leave him is actually a surprisingly dangerous idea.

♪ warnings: general yandere themes, the reader and haruka are friends, but it's implied that haruka's feelings for them are romantic (you're free to see them as platonic though!), toxic relationships, there's a scene of haruka almost hurting a cat because yeah. he. he is still an animal murderer, but the cat ends up being safe, haruka's relationship with his mother is mentioned and it's one of the reasons why he's so obsessed with the reader, the ending is ambiguous and is up to interpretation.

♪ "y/n! y/n, where are you? y/n, please, just.. c-can you hear me? y/n, i-i know you're here!"

so, uh.. how did you two end up like this? everything was fine. you two had a completely normal conversation, so how- oh, who are you kidding. haruka's been acting really weird lately and you knew it. yes, you know it's your fault for not taking any action and just continuing to act like everything is okay. you've tried to convince yourself that it's just your imagination and this guy isn't obsessed with you and doesn't even have any feelings for you. you two are just friends, right? two friends who have a totally healthy relationship! except right now you're running through this forest just so that your friend leaves you alone and doesn't do anything to you.

♪ you knew about his family situation. you knew about his mother and everything. you allowed him to talk about it if he wanted to, but he never did, he preferred to simply listen to you instead. you knew that he doesn't seem to like animals that much. you found it a bit weird, but you were fine with it. but today, while you two were having a walk and haruka wanted you to take a look at something, you interrupted him and pointed at a cute stray cat walking not so far away. haruka stood there, trying to get your attention, but you wanted to have a chat with a little guy instead. you walked closer to the cat and said hi to it, but before you could have a long and meaningful conversation with it, you suddenly saw a small, but a sharp-looking rock flying above your head. thankfully, the kitty quickly ran away and didn't get hurt in the process, but the moment you looked at the rock lying on the ground, you felt like your heart has stopped beating.

"o-oh.. i-i am s-so sorry!.. i-i could've hurt you.. why am i so dumb.."

♪ you didn't want to turn around. you didn't want to even look at him. there was nobody else around. of course it was him. the thing is, if it was someone else, you would just get angry at them and call them out. but something about haruka, out of all people, being okay with hurting a cat just to get your attention was.. it was so messed up, but for some reason, you could imagine him doing it. you slowly stood up and, still refusing to turn around, asked haruka why he did it. he didn't reply. you repeated your question, but now it sounded much louder and you couldn't hide your anger anymore. it was enough to make haruka scream and tell you at least something.

"i'm sorry! i really am! i'm so sorry!.. it's just.. i.. w-wanted you to look at me.."

"you could've just told me that, you know that? what did that cat do to you?!"

"I'M SORRY! I TOLD YOU I'M SORRY!"

♪ at this point, you were feeling tired because of him apologizing all the time. actually, haruka's behavior in general was making you feel tired. yes, you didn't want to leave him like this. yes, you knew just how much you mean to him. but you thought that for your own mental health (and for your own safety) it would be better to just go home.

"i'm leaving, haruka."

a pause.

"h-huh?.. leaving?.. w-what's that supposed to mean?"

"it means exactly that. i'm leaving."

♪ you started to walk away and you tried your best to ignore haruka begging you to stay and sounding like he's about to cry. he probably really was about to cry. yes, you did feel bad for him. yes, you felt like a horrible person for leaving him. but you seriously should have noticed all the signs and red flags when you just became friends with him and now you can see how bad your relationship can get if you continue this.

ignoring haruka's cries wasn't.. a good idea though.

"I SAID DON'T GO!"

okay. you have to run.

♪ maybe this situation wasn't that bad. maybe you've made everything up. yes, haruka is.. kinda unstable, but it's fine, he just needs attention. your attention, to be more specific. maybe you really shouldn't have ignored him-

no. no, a normal person and a normal friend with normal feelings for you wouldn't chase you like his prey. if haruka really didn't mean to do anything bad to you, you two would have solved this issue already and you would be eating cotton candy and talking about stuff on the way home. "oh, but he's not good with expressing his true feelings!" but he's also not THIS bad at it.

♪ you seriously didn't know what he was planning to do to you. he won't hurt you, right? why would he hurt you if he needs more affection from you? and he won't, like.. kill you or anything, right?.. i mean, why would he? you're so special to him, you're so important to him, you're the only person who talks to him nowadays, not even his own mother looks at him anymore, she even refuses to call him by name sometimes, but he has you! and that's okay! because you make him happy! if he has you, he doesn't need anyone else! you are literally the only reason why he's still alive!

so if something happened to you.. what would happen to haruka-

"y/n! there you are!"

a tight embrace. it feels like your ribs are about to break.

"y-you've scared me, haha.. let's go home, okay?.."

#💌 requested!#milgram #milgram x reader #haruka sakurai #haruka sakurai x reader

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yanderes-galore · 11 months

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Could you write a platonic concept for Kelsey (Fazbear Frights: The new kid)?

Honestly, the book had an interesting plot twist, but i still don't know what that boy is.

I'll see what I can do. The story is good but idk if I can make this that long, I'll try! ^^;

Yandere! Platonic! Kelsey Concept

(Fazbear Frights: The New Kid)

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Social isolation, Dubious friendship, Implied clingy behavior, Gaslighting implied.

Kelsey is someone who's easy to get along with.

In fact he appears to be the perfect person and friend!

It's really... suspicious, actually.

He's too perfect.

Kelsey is extremely nice and has perfect looks.

He immediately gets along with everyone at school.

He even speaks with you.

He's so perfect even you fall for his charisma and charm.

When he asks if you want to hang out and be his friend you accept eagerly.

You don't suspect there's anything wrong with him at first.

Kelsey's perfection is certainly not human.

Yet most others around him are so caught up in how nice he looks and acts that they don't realize he's abnormal.

There's just something wrong with his wide blue eyes and smile...

But it's hard to figure out what.

Kelsey would just act like the perfect friend.

Everyone wants to hang out with him but what's weird is Kelsey only wants to hang around you.

You don't think there's anything wrong with that, maybe he's overwhelmed and you just so happen to be the person he's most comfortable with?

Kelsey would come off as someone wanting to be on your good side.

He looks like a person who just wants a friend and is adamant on being yours.

Did you... look like someone who needed a friend?

I feel you'd slowly start to reconsider how you feel about Kelsey the longer you know him.

That feeling of perfection slowly melts away, making you wonder if Kelsey is even human.

He just feels so... artificial?

He isn't even that much of a yandere, just... a strangely supernatural friend.

Kelsey doesn't ever part from you and it's just eerie.

He's always hovering around you, bringing attention to himself wherever he goes.

At some point his constant attention makes you unnerved.

He feels off.

He seems so happy to be around you... even when you're doing nothing.

Maybe you'll even grow scared of Kelsey because of how inhuman he feels.

You can try to part from him, but he never leaves you alone.

People call you crazy... saying you're just paranoid.

Kelsey's a totally normal guy!

Is... is he really?

Maybe you are being scared of nothing... Kelsey's just trying to be a good friend!

Unfortunately you're never able to completely shake the feeling of something being wrong around him.

No person is this good.

You aren't even sure why he's so desperate to hang around you!

He's always somewhere around you... those blue eyes of his digging into your soul as he offers to spend time with you.

You give in at times and... have a lot of fun, actually.

The issue is... you're never alone.

Sounds nice, right?

Not when you hear knocking on your door and Kelsey's voice asking to be let in.

Any friends you once had leave because they either think you're crazy for hating/being scared of Kelsey or they just... go missing.

Ever since Kelsey came to your school you've slowly grown more alone...

Now Kelsey is the only one there for you.

Now... Kelsey is your only friend.

Your best friend....

Once Kelsey situates himself in your life, you two hang out all the time.

What else are you supposed to do?

You're never alone... even if you want to be now.

Your friends left... but Kelsey has stayed.

Kelsey reassures you he'd never leave his best friend.

So... it's just you and him now.

It's perfect... just like him.

#yandere five nights at freddy's #yandere fnaf #yandere fazbear frights #yandere fazbear frights kelsey #platonic yandere

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jujitto · 10 months

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. . . . . 친구 외에는 아무것도 ★ n o t h i n g b u t f r i e n d s

! pairing. song mingi × reader

! synopsis. they were nothing but friends! sure that’s what they always say. but is it actually true because friends don’t kiss, go on dates, or show each affection the way they do. so how are they just friends?!?

! warning. not proofread

! w/c. 2.6k

Everyone was confused. Because they thought Y/N and Mingi were just friends. But friends don't hug, kiss, go on dates and do the things couples do? So what exactly was happening? "You see it too, right?" Yeosang questioned as both he and Seonghwa looked at the two who held hands as they walked passed where they sat.

Seonghwa turned to look at him, "I think we all see it. But whenever we ask anything they tell us 'we are just friends'." Seonghwa couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Like we never heard that before." The pair continued to observe Y/N and Mingi not noticing as San and Wooyoung sat down on the opposite side of the table, curious about the ongoing discussion. San leaned in, his eyes fixated on Y/N and Mingi, and whispered to the others, "You know, I'm starting to realize something is going on between those two."

Yeosang, Seonghwa, and Wooyoung turned towards the boy looking at him as he just realized what was going on. "You didn't think something was up when they kissed each other the other night when we were hanging out with them?" Wooyoung questioned as San held up his hands innocently.

San chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head. "I mean, I thought it was just a friendly thing, you know? Sometimes friends get affectionate too." He shrugged, trying to downplay his obliviousness.

Yeosang smirked and playfully nudged San. "Sure, San. Friendly kisses, holding hands, and going on dates. Totally normal friend stuff." The sarcasm was evident in his voice.

Seonghwa joined in, teasingly adding, "Yeah, my friends and I do that all the time. It's just how we show platonic affection." He couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of their reasoning.

San finally conceded, realizing that he might have missed the obvious signs. "Alright, alright, I may have been a little slow on the uptake. But why do you think they're keeping it a secret if they're into each other?" Wooyoung couldn’t help but shrug. “Wouldn’t it be easier if we just asked them?” “Ask who?” Y/N’s voice chimed in as she suddenly appeared behind the group, catching them by surprise.

The group turned to see Y/N standing there, a curious smile on her face. Mingi was nowhere in sight. Wooyoung stood from his seat wrapping his arms around the girl, “Y/N just the person we were looking for.” Y/N chuckled raising an eyebrow at his behavior. “If you were looking for me why didn’t you just walk across the room? I was sitting over there.” She exclaimed pointing to where she just came from.

Wooyoung grinned sheepishly, his arms still wrapped around Y/N. "Well, you know, we wanted to make it a bit dramatic," he said with a playful wink. "But on a serious note, we were talking about something interesting before you showed up." Y/N's curiosity was piqued as she took a seat with the group. "Oh? Do tell."

Seonghwa couldn't resist teasing her, "Oh, you know, just trying to decipher the enigma that is your relationship with Mingi." Y/N raised an eyebrow, clueless, "My relationship with Mingi? What's there to decipher? We're just friends."

San couldn't hold back a chuckle, "Come on, Y/N, you don't have to hide it from us. We've noticed the way you two act around each other." Y/N still held a confused look on her face. "Act around each other? We act like friends because we are friends."

Yeosang joined in, a knowing smile on his face, "Friends who hold hands and kiss each other, right?" Y/N could only shrug before looking at the four of them, "Well, sometimes friends can be affectionate too. It doesn't mean anything more than that."

“I told you!” San spoke standing from the table pointing fingers at the others. Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at him. Wooyoung stood from the table pointing a finger accusingly at her, “Nope I don’t believe it for a second. What about that kiss, huh?” Y/N chuckled, shaking her head, "It's just a friendly kiss. What's wrong with that? I swear guys it's nothing more than just a friendly kiss between two friends. Don't act like you guys haven't kissed your friend before." She pointed out crossing her arms over her chest.

The four of them couldn't help but look at each other in confusion before Seonghwa spoke up, "Let's say it was one of us right? Would you have done the same to us?" Y/N shrugged, thinking for a moment. “I mean if we were close.” All of them couldn't help but let their mouths drop open. Once again Woyoung stood from the table pointing a finger accusingly, “Yah! Are we not close?!” Y/N’s eyes widened at the realization of what she just said. “You know that’s not what I meant. Me and Mingi are closer because we have known each other longer. Plus he’s my best friend. And you guys are like my brothers.”

Y/N’s explanation seemed to diffuse the tension as the group burst into laughter. “Y/N calm down, he’s just messing with you,” Seonghwa said with a chuckle patting her arm. “We just think it's funny how you and Mingi seem to have a special bond. But you are both denying the obvious.” Y/N glanced at Seonghwa with a raise of her eyebrow. “What do you mean?” She questioned looking at him as he looked at the others who wore a look of dumbfoundedness. Yeosang playfully elbowed Seonghwa, whispering to him, “I think she’s telling the truth.”

Y/N narrowed her eyes at the pair, suspicious of their exchanged glances. "Telling the truth about what?" she asked, feeling a mix of curiosity and slight annoyance. Both Seonghwa and Yeosang looked at each other silently communicating before Seonghwa finally spoke up, trying to sound nonchalant. "Well, we were just saying that maybe you and Mingi are just really close friends who happen to be more affectionate than usual."

Y/N chuckled, not fully buying their explanation. "Really? That's what you were discussing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at them. "Because it sounded like you were trying to imply something else." Wooyoung couldn't help but jump in, teasingly adding, "Yeah, we were all wondering if there's something more going on between you two."

Y/N laughed, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation. "You guys are hopeless, you know that?" She shook her head, but her smile betrayed her playfulness. “If something was going on between me and Mingi, I would tell you but there isn't.” Standing from the table Y/N sighed looking at the group, “You guys are impossible. I’ll say it again nothing is going on between us.” She spoke before leaving the room with a playful eye-roll, leaving the group still pondering the mysterious relationship between her and Mingi.

Later that evening, Y/N was hanging out with Mingi. Sitting on his lap applying a facial mask to his face as he continues to watch a movie on the TV. The events of the day had left her amused but also slightly intrigued. She couldn't help but wonder why everyone seemed to be so fixated on the nature of her relationship with Mingi. As she gently smoothed the mask over his cheeks, she decided to bring it up with him.

"So, Mingi," Y/N began casually, "have you noticed that the others seem to think there's something more between us?"

Mingi turned his head slightly to meet her gaze, his expression thoughtful. “Are they wrong though? Is it wrong for them to assume when we do act like a couple? Doing things only for couples. Like when I kiss you or take you out on dates. Would it be wrong for me to want that?”

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at Mingi's words. ‘He wanted that? He wanted to be more than just friends?’ Her mind raced with thoughts and emotions, but she tried to remain composed.

She took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding, "Well, I guess it's not entirely wrong for them to assume, considering how we act around each other. But it's also not entirely accurate to call us a couple." Silence settled between them as Y/N finished applying the mask. As Y/N finished applying the mask, she settled back onto the couch beside Mingi, her mind still preoccupied with his words. She knew they had a unique and close bond, but she had never really considered the possibility of taking their relationship to a romantic level.

Mingi seemed lost in thought as well, his eyes fixed on the TV but clearly distracted. For the rest of the evening, the pair continued to watch the movie, but there was an underlying tension between them, a sense that something important was left unspoken. Y/N couldn't shake off Mingi's words about wanting more than just friendship. As much as she cherished their close bond, she found herself pondering the possibility of taking things further.

When it was time for Y/N to leave, Mingi leaned in to kiss her, but at the last second Y/N turned her head and his lips landed on her cheek instead. Y/N chuckled softly, feeling a mixture of fondness and uncertainty. "See you soon, Mingi," she said, giving him a small wave before heading out the door. Y/N’s mind was full of thoughts as she made her way to Yeosang’s and Seonghwa’s place.

The moment Seonghwa opened the door, Y/N immediately pointed her finger at him. “Now he wants something more. And I blame you.” Seonghwa looked taken aback but quickly composed himself, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Me? What did I do now?" he asked innocently, although he knew exactly what Y/N was referring to.

Y/N entered the living room where Yeosang and Wooyoung were also present. She plopped down on the couch with a huff, crossing her arms. "You and your teasing earlier! Now Mingi's talking about wanting something more than just friendship," she said, trying to sound exasperated but failing to hide the hint of excitement in her voice.

Yeosang and Wooyoung exchanged amused glances while Seonghwa took a seat beside Y/N, looking slightly guilty. "Well, maybe it's a good thing he finally opened up about it," he said. "I mean, it's been pretty obvious to everyone for a while now."

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, "Oh, don't start with that again. You all are just seeing what you want to see." However, her playful denial couldn't fully hide the flutter of hope in her heart.

Yeosang joined the conversation, "To be fair, Y/N, it's not just us. Even San noticed something was going on between you two." Wooyoung chimed in, "Yeah, and we've all seen how much you both care for each other. It's not just 'friendly' affection."

Y/N sighed, laying her head on Seonghwa’s shoulder, "I know, it's just... I've never really thought of Mingi in that way before. He's been my best friend for so long, and I value our friendship so much. I'm just afraid that if we try to be more than friends and it doesn't work out, we might end up losing what we have."

Seonghwa put an arm around Y/N comfortingly, understanding her concerns. "I get it, Y/N. Taking that step from friendship to something more can be scary. But at the same time, it might also be the most rewarding thing if it works out."

Yeosang nodded in agreement, "You two already have a strong foundation of trust and understanding. If there's anyone who has the potential to make a romantic relationship work, it's you two."

Wooyoung added with a teasing grin, "And let's be real, the chemistry between you two is off the charts." Y/N sighed, swatting Wooyoung playfully. "Oh, please. You guys are just trying to mess with me." Seonghwa chuckled, "Maybe a little, but we also want to see you happy, Y/N. If Mingi makes you happy, then it's worth considering."

Y/N sighed, her thoughts still conflicted, ‘Maybe just think about it.’ She told herself. Days had gone by without Y/N talking to or hanging out with Mingi. She couldn't shake off the conversation she had with Seonghwa, Yeosang, and Wooyoung, nor could she ignore the feelings she had been trying to suppress. Every time she thought of Mingi, her heart raced, and her mind wandered to the possibility of taking their relationship to a new level.

One evening, unable to hold back her thoughts any longer, Y/N found herself outside Mingi's apartment, hesitating before knocking on the door. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. This was the first time she had seen him since their conversation about their "friendship," and she knew she needed to talk to him about her feelings.

Finally, she mustered up the courage and knocked on the door. It didn't take long for Mingi to open it, his eyes widening in surprise when he saw Y/N standing there. "Hey, Y/N," he greeted, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Is everything okay?"

“No everything is not alright. It's your fault. Before you had told me that you wanted something more, I never really considered the possibility. But now, I can't stop thinking about that. Maybe some part of me had thought the kisses, the dates, everything was just us exploring our affectionate side as friends, but deep down, I think I was afraid to entertain the idea that there might be something more between us," Y/N confessed, her voice filled with a mix of nerves and honesty.

Y/N shook her head grabbing Mingi's hand, pulling him closer to her. "God I hate feeling so sentimental so I'm just going to say it. Song Mingi, I love you. Perhaps I have always been in love with you. But maybe I was too dumb to see it but yeah. I'm in love with you.” She spoke looking up into his eyes as he looked at her with so much warmth in his eyes. Cupping her face with his hands, Mingi smiled tenderly at Y/N.

Leaning in, Mingi pressed a soft and lingering kiss on Y/N's lips. It felt like a confirmation of all the unspoken emotions they had both been carrying. Y/N's heart fluttered, and she returned the kiss, feeling the weight of uncertainty lift from her shoulders.

"I love you too, Y/N," Mingi whispered against her lips, his voice full of sincerity. "I've loved you for so long, but I didn't want to push you or risk our friendship. But hearing you say it... it's like a dream come true."

With their feelings finally out in the open, Y/N and Mingi took the leap together, crossing the threshold from friends to something more. They spent the evening talking and laughing, sharing stories about their journey as friends and realizing how their feelings for each other had been subtly growing all along.

As the night drew to a close, Y/N found herself wrapped in Mingi's arms, feeling a newfound sense of completeness. It was as if everything had fallen into place, sure they may have taken forever to realize it when everyone around them could see it, but it didn't matter now. They were finally on the same page, and it felt right.

And when they finally told the others about them finally getting together Y/N could see how happy they were to finally hear that admitted their feelings, especially after the two of them had been completely obvious. And of course, they wouldn’t be their friends without teasing them but to Y/N, their teasing had brought a smile to her face because she knew even though they were teasing them deep down inside they’re happy for them. And that mattered most to her.

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let-them-read-fics · 1 year

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In Your Dreams

Pairing: Yoohyeon x Fem!Reader

Warnings / Misc. -- Smut

Word Count: 2,273

Summary: When a 2AM knock came at your door during one of the season’s most torrential downpours, you never expected to find her, of all people, standing on your porch and looking so desperate.

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry for the wait, but here’s the Yooh smut I promised :) Siyeon is next, so keep an eye out for that <3

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“Yoohyeon?” You gaped, shock evident in your tone as you lowered the television remote in your hand (which you had been fully prepared to use as a weapon, had she been anyone else). You quickly sat it down on the table by the door and peered at her, full of concern.

Her clothes were completely sodden – every fiber of them packed full of chilly rainwater as they clung tightly to her – and you had to make a conscious effort to not stare at the expanse of skin that her partially unbuttoned shirt exposed.

The dark cover of night behind her was disrupted by the house lights of the neighborhood – all switched on, acting as little beacons of hope through the raging storm. A large flash of lightning came, too, streaking sharply against the brooding clouds above.

“What are you doing here?” Your wide eyes darted across her features, searching for an explanation, but she shied away for some reason and failed to utter more than a quiet word here or there.

When a clap of thunder rang out mere seconds later, she tensed slightly, still shivering from the cold.

You shook your head at her odd behavior but reached out, nonetheless, and pulled her inside.

Perhaps a little shelter from the elements would open her up.

Water cascaded freely off of her, dripping down onto your floors and filling your foyer with its quiet sounds as you quickly shut and locked the door. You approached her again and moved her closer to the nearby vent that blew wondrous, warm air into the open space, silently hoping that it could work some magic.

But even once you gave her time to acclimate and returned your gaze to hers, she continued to avoid it.

Curious, you took it upon yourself to reach up and cup her cheeks, coaxing her into letting you see her.

When you did, something clicked. Only then did you really take in the full sight of her.

A vibrant blush painted her cheeks, and her pupils were blown wide as she peered back at you. Beneath the mussed, white, now practically see-through button up she had on, a set of dark lingerie showed, complimenting her tanned skin beautifully. One of the lacy straps of it had long ago fallen off of her shoulder, and her breast was close to showing because of that. The lines of her abs were visible as well, and every movement she made was full of some kind of alluring, restrained tension.

Like it was killing her not to reach out and touch you.

Her bottom lip was rosy and swollen, due to her habit of biting it when she gets aroused.

“I had a dream about you,” she admitted, like she couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her breathing was a bit quicker than normal – less stable.

You were her best friend; she couldn’t believe she was about to do something like this.

Her drenched clothes, paired with the warm air that felt its way up her body, created a tantalizing mix of sensations that caused goosebumps to arise; and your hands on her only multiplied them even more. She almost couldn’t stand it.

“And you drove all the way here because of it?” You wondered aloud, quirking a brow.

Though you weren’t totally oblivious to the implication behind her words, incredulity overtook your mind and tone. Even if she had had a wet dream about you, you were sure she would just laugh it off like everything else. Like every other charged interaction you’d ever shared, that danced precariously along the border of platonicity and attraction.

There was no way she planned to do something about it.

…right?

She swallowed, taking a second to decide if she was prepared to cross this boundary with you. You’d both tested the limits of your “friendship” before, playing with fire, toying with the line and pushing things to get a rise out of one another – but neither of you had had the courage to follow through completely.

At least not until now.

Her head nodded sheepishly, sealing your fate.

“I tried to take care of it myself, Y/N/N, but nothing felt as good as you did in that dream. Will you help me?” The soft plea in her voice bordered on a whine, and it ignited something in you that you had never fully considered with her before.

Drip, drip, drip

Water pooled at your feet now, resembling the mess that you had inadvertently made in her panties.

She wanted to take you right here on the floor, or up against the wall that stood behind you. She wanted to rip your clothes off and hear the beautiful timbre of your voice as you came undone, moaning her name.

But she didn’t. She waited, doing her best to ignore the throbbing of her center and the curious way your eyes kept returning to her body, dropping lower and lower. She waited on you to make the next move, needing to know you wanted her just as badly as she did you.

“Kiss me, Yooh.”

That simple request set her in motion, and she had you in her arms in a second. The subsequent gasp that resounded in your throat at the coldness of her clothes was muffled by her lips before it really had a chance to escape.

Desperation took on human form as she backed you up against the wall, stripping out of her shirt and slipping her shoes off all the while.

You moaned into her mouth when she hastily unzipped your pants, nearly breaking your zipper in the process.

Her frigid fingers slid past your panties with no further warning, and she whimpered quietly when she felt how wet you already were.

“Y/N…”

If there was any chance left of her restraining herself, it would have to be now. She was teetering on the edge of no control, and each second that she spent with you loosened her grip on the reins more and more.

“Keep going,” you breathily instructed, allowing your head to loll back against the wall. “I’m all yours.”

She shuddered, both out of excitement and chill. A new kind of darkness eclipsed the usual innocence of your eyes, and she didn’t quite know what to do with herself because of it.

“Please tell me this is real…”

You chuckled at her earnesty. Even now, in a moment like this, she was capable of making you laugh.

When you leaned forward and pressed an open mouthed kiss to her neck, she melted into you. You reached down into her pants to cup her with one hand, feeling the warmth that radiated from her cunt even through the lingerie, while the other wrapped around her, tenderly kneading the supple skin of her ass.

She rocked against you out of instinct, vying for any bit of relief you would possibly award her; the needy movements pushed her own palm harder against your clit, causing you to moan softly.

Her heart skipped a beat at the sound.

“Does this feel real enough, baby?” You asked against her pulsepoint, just as your teeth lightly trailed across her sensitive skin. The taut muscles of her neck jumped as she strained helplessly in response.

“Fuck,” she whined, embarrassed by how much of a mess you’d turned her into. She could feel your smile grow, and it made her walls pitifully flutter and clench around nothing.

“I know you can answer me better than that,” you teased.

You pushed her lace to the side and easily slid two fingers inside of her dripping heat, resolving to get your answer that way instead.

“Ah!” She moaned at the intrusion, high pitched and broken as she was caught off guard. She looked down between your bodies, watching your fingers rhythmically disappear and reappear at her entrance as you fucked her. A new rise of blush made its way up to her ears at the sounds that she produced – none of which she had any semblance of control over.

“Yoohyeon…” you warned, still waiting.

“Yes, Y/N,” she replied, aware of her mistake – though, truthfully, she would make it again a million times over if it got you to touch her like this every time. “It feels so good. Please,” she stressed, fully aware that she wouldn’t survive if you left her without release now, “...don’t stop.”

Her wish was your command.

Encouraged by her words, you hiked one of her legs up around your waist and settled closer to her. The new position enabled you to easily reach her g-spot, and her resulting, guttural moan confirmed it.

You wasted no time in exploiting that in the best possible kind of way.

The ache between her thighs mingled with pleasure, both in equal, overwhelming doses. A tingling sensation was creeping its way up her spine, and the butterflies in her stomach only grew more untamed.

“Just like that, jagiya,” she begged into your ear.

Her hips stuttered, jerking messily as she bucked into you over and over.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” you praised, admiring the flush of her skin and the way she trembled in your arms. Her weak legs squirmed, shaking as she used what strength she had left to hump a little faster.

You added another finger as a silent way of rewarding her, and the resulting rush of warmth you felt around them made you smile. Her walls pulsed, eagerly stretching to accommodate the change, and beckoned you back inside with every pump you delivered.

Even her pussy was greedy for you.

Both of her hands went to the back of your neck as she pulled you forward and sealed her lips against yours in the dark. She didn’t waste much time with demurity; her kisses were messy and full of need as she tangled her fingers in your hair and roughly tugged on it.

She swallowed up the subsequent sound of shock that you let out and used the opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth.

It was warm and inviting, just like the rest of her – so eager to please you. She stole your breath away when her kisses grew harsher – more possessive; the tell-tale clenching of her walls around your fingers told you she was getting dangerously close to release, and the small, staccato breaths she let out through her nose made you smile lightly.

She was so precious, like that. Such a slut for you that she drove all the way to your house in the pouring rain at 2AM, and yet she still clung to her habitual shyness in a few small, undeniable ways.

Knowing that she had it so bad for you boosted your ego majorly.

Lightning flashed close by outside, and the bright pulse of it highlighted your combined, desperate movements against one another. She pressed further into you, and you knew she couldn't hold out any longer.

Her pitiful shaking brought out the more merciful side of you.

“Show me what you can do, Yooh. Cum on my fingers,” you commanded, pulling away just enough to rest your forehead against hers. Her arms tightened around your neck, tethering you impossibly closer.

The snap of her hips grew messy and rough – more primal as they worked to match the rhythm of your hand – and with a succession of filthy moans and whines, she hit her high. Her raised leg tightened around your waist, flexing to keep you in place. She cried your name out and clung to you, digging her nails into your shoulders hard enough to leave marks.

You grimaced at the sting, but knowing you’d been the one to make her feel so good made the pain insignificant.

She buried her face in your neck, peppering slow, grateful kisses there, and you held her close until her breathing began to even out again.

When she eventually pulled away, you expected her to take a break. You gently lowered her leg and smiled at her, prepared to help her over to the couch so she could recover.

But her release merely seemed to reenergize her, somehow, and she had no plans of stopping anytime soon.

She dropped to her knees in front of you and slid your pants down your legs in one motion, taking you by surprise.

“It’s your turn now, baby,” she smirked up at you, tilting her head as a mischievous gleam showed in her eyes. Yet another flash of lightning came, outlining her striking features amid the darkness; she was a vision to behold in every way.

Her lips easily found your v-line and felt their way across it, leaving kisses and little nips in their wake. Your head lolled back again as the promise of what was to come sank in.

Along the backs of your calves her hands skimmed, trailing upwards and paying attention to every inch of you that they could touch. Desire led them – a fact evident in the wanton way they groped you.

“God, I can’t wait to taste you.” She sighed the admission against your skin as if she’d been starved for a year and you were the first bit of food she had laid eyes on since.

The conviction in her behavior made you blush, wondering how you’d ever survive whatever it was that she had in store.

How you'd managed to survive so long without it stumped you just as much.

Your body hummed in silent, aching anticipation. Like a band pulled tight, ready to snap at any moment.

It seemed to set something off within her.

“You’d better choose a safe word now, Y/N,” she warned.

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ghostmyuu · 2 years

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The look on Mike’s face when he notices the painting will never not be funny to me. He knows from El’s letter that it’s for someone Will likes and he tries SO HARD to seem disinterested and just fails miserably. How can anyone think this is how platonic friends act? Mike is so obviously jealous over Will making art for someone else. He asks what it is even though he already knows and then quickly cuts Will off before he can even finish answering lmao

Then Mike looks at him like this 💀

If you found out your best friend you haven’t seen in 6 months met someone they liked wouldn’t you be happy for them? Considering Mike called Will out for not having a girlfriend, you’d think he’d be teasing him about his crush or atleast mention it right? But nope he proceeds to pout about it all day and gives Will the silent treatment. Yup 100% totally normal straight guy behavior. 😂

#bro was so panicked and for what??#it’s definitely not gay to be jealous and bitter over your totally platonic best friend painting for his crush and not you #byler

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livelovecaliforniadreams · 2 years

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#totally normal platonic friend behavior for your girlfriend to walk in on #lmao #i love them #faves #creddie #icarly #icarly revival #icarly reboot #carly x freddie #freddie x carly #carly shay #freddie benson #gif #gifs #gifset #2x1 #2x10 #nathan kress #miranda cosgrove

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coldninjaruins-blog · 2 years

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I was reading this and the part I highlighted reminded me of this post from a long time ago that explained that while this sounds great it's not quite okay because Mike is technically cheating emotionally?

What is emotional cheating and how is it different from a normal platonic friendship?

Mike's currently cheating emotionally on El. Whenever he's feeling insecure Mike seeks emotional support from Will specifically. He's more open about his inner struggles and feelings. This is the clearest sign that S4 Mike views Will as the "friend that can solve everything" and holds him in high regard. That kind of behavior strings El along in a deadbeat relationship because she looks to Mike for comfort, but Mike doesn't look to her for comfort. (El hugging/getting comforted by Will in S4 doesn't count since they're siblings now).

Mike allows Will access to him that he routinely denies El. He tells Will intimate details of his relationship woes with El. Confessing to Will his inability to declare his "love" to El and how he needs to be needed. El doesn't talk to anyone about her rocky relationship in S4. She keeps it between them, but Mike ruins that privacy by letting Will know the tea, despite Will never asking about why the couple is going through it. Already, Mike and El need to have an overdue talk about boundaries.

Mike's response is so funny, it's as if he perceived the "what about us" as romantic and is forced to clarify not once but twice that they are friends (which is what Will was referring to) so defensively.

Of course Mike can seek support and comfort from his loved ones but the way the writers did that pushes the boundaries of a normal platonic friendship (a platonic friendship where one of the people involved is in love with the other so...).

We can use Jonathan and Argyle as an example! While at the same time Nancy and Jonathan have problems in their relationship just like Mike and El, Jonathan also tells Argyle about these problems (got stressed out and it's not even my girlfriend lmao), similar to the dynamic between Mike and Will but the roles played by Will and Argyle are different.

Friends play a supportive role, not a leading one

Argyle is a supportive role on his friendship with Jonathan and his relantionship.

Meanwhile Will...

"Mike, don’t stop, okay? You’re the heart. Okay? Remember that. You’re the heart."

He says this to Mike moments before Mike does his monologue and tells El that he loves her, is he playing a supporting role or... a leading one?

(Even the song that plays in this scene is called "you're the heart" a line from Will in a scene that is supposed to be about Mike and El ).

At the end of the day Mike is just a 14 year old boy who is confused and can't handle all his relationships with others (especially El and Will) correctly but he is also totally fictional and all his behavior is on purpose for some narrative reason so it doesn't hurt anyone if we wonder why the writers chosed that while he has lack of communication problems with his girlfriend that weren't even fully resolved based on the fact that even after the monologue they barely spoke they made his totally platonic friend the one "who can get to Mike in a way that no one else can.

The one who is able to make Mike more open about his feelings and make him feel better about himself" in OP's owns words.

#byler

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thequietkid-moonie · 1 year

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Hello! I found your post about puella magi madoka magica and i loved it! I actually want to request something. How about yandere puella magi madoka magica with reader, where reader getting bullied. (Platonic)

You can ignore my request if you want! And i'm sorry if my request burden you.

Yandere!Holy quintet helping bullied darling

[ YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Mami, Madoka, Sayaka, Kyoko & Homura ]

[ Puella Magi Madoka Magica ]

⚠️ Yandere, I dunno support this kind of behavior in real life, I just write it for fun!

Im not going to just ignore you dear, I really liked your idea so here it is!! 😄

Hope you enjoy it as much as I did while writing it ❤️

Everything had started when they offer you their help, either Madoka or Mami both of them are always ready to help. Although, If they had found you while the bullies were attacking you is Mami who step in and tries to solve the problem without fighting, while Sayaka will be ready to throw her hands on it (at least enough to help you get away from them) and Madoka will try to help you with your things or any wounds you have

They were the first of the group that you get to know, even if you don't really trust them at first they understand (well Sayaka not too much since they were the ones who helped you), Mami reasure you that you don't have to worry they are happy to help you and after making sure you were alright they leave you (they can make you company on your way to your house if you ask them). Your firsts interactions weren't too relevant, just quickly helping you, mainly because they still have work to do, but the more occasions they found you being target of those bullies the more they were worried

Is probably Madoka who brings up the idea of trying to add you to the group in order to help you avoid all the bullying, and Mami and Sayaka totally agreed with it so the next time they found you (hopely alone and not being attacked) they tell you that all of you should be friends, they want to help you (even if you try to decline their offer they will insist, not letting you too much room to protest)

At first it was just a normal friendship, hanging out with you and protecting you, but after some time they start to see how truly special you were, how wonderful friend you truly are, it doesn't matter if you are more shy or even more goofy, you had made your way to their hearts and you weren't planing to leave any time soon, little by little you had become a really important person for them

Mami doesn't feel lonely anymore because now she had wonderful friends by her side, she knows you look up at her, you see her as the strong girl she is and you know you can always count with her and she loves it, you make her feel wanted and even need it, so she always gives her best for you, she wouldn't like to dissapoint her cute little friend, isn't she?

Madoka tend to feel insecure from time to time, not feeling enough and doubting herself but everytime she feels bad you are there to prove her wrong, you are always there to remember her how she is really stronge and caring, she was the one who saved you after all, you are always there to boost her confidence and give her motivation when she can't find it

Sayaka is always cheerful, always ready to fight for others, for the justice, but the people doesn't seem to really apreciate her, it isn't like she is trying to gain something by it but not even the person she loved appreciate it, the person for whom she had give her sould in exchange for him to be alright, but that wasn't the case with you, since the first moment, when she had helped you, you had been always grateful with her, even when you didn't knew her yet

You are like their little sunshine, their motivation to continue fighting because they can't let you fall into the trap of a witch, the mere thought of it make them fearful and desesperate, that is why they are always by your side, barely leaving you alone, is just that you are so special that you should be protected for everything and anything

And that is why they despise those bastards who had dare to mess with you, how the hell they dare to go against someone so beautiful and special like you, the were really just some idiots that deserve to suffer. The more they had affected you the more angry they get, like if they just make fun of you or mess with you sometimes they aren't so furious, even when they want to take revenge and teach them a lesson they will do it in a more smart way, but if they had dare to lay a hand on you, even if it was just once then they will merciless, they will be really harsh on them, I mean, no one will even notice if they diseapear, right? who will blame them if they came a little late to save them from a witch?

To meet Homura it would take some time, she will notice you when you started to hang out with them, and since Madoka seemed to like you a lot she start to keep a close eye on you, even stalking you for a while, this was probably the first time-line you had apeared so she will be wary with you for a while, not really knowing if you are dangerous

However, everything changed for her when she noticed how special you are, being so kind and lighting up the mood by just being there, now she understand why Madoka was atracted to you on the first place since both of you are really special, it got to the point that she can't just hide in the shadows anymore, she needs meet you directly, to be with you, so she will take advantage of one of those time where you were being bothered by the bullies to introduce herself

She tries to be kind to you and even make a good impresion while protecting you, but when the other girls came she get mad, honestly Homura wanted to monopolize your time for a while, but their presence ruin her plans. She was ready to fight them in order to be alone with you but she knows that they are important to you so she try to hold back herself

She will try to make an agreement with them (mainly Mami and Sayaka), they were really wary of Homura since she had never made a good impresion but now that she were so close to you it just make things worst, and Homura didn't like them too much neither, aside from you and Madoka she doesn't care for the rest, but for your sake they will be willing to give a try, Homura had saved you too after all (and even if they didn't accept Homura she was more than ready to fight them)

Homura started to hang out with all of you too, and for a while Mami and Sayaka were quietly threating her, but in the moment you start to trust in her and even call her your friend they start to warm up to her, if you liked her maybe she wasn't a really bad person, and Homura couldn't be happier since this was the first time things were going pacefuly, and it was all thanks to you you truly are special!

When Kyoko come they were pretty wary of her too, since she doesn't really think on anyone else aside from her they didn't really wanted for her to get close to you, but after some time she started to warm up to them. She start to be really curious over you for how caring and selfish they are over you, the fact that you had been bullied made her warm up with you quicker since it brings her a protective instinct, so she ended up joining everyone on the group (she would rather be able to monopolize you, but she won't complain about the others)

After you had met them you never have to face any bullied again, they will never let anyone get close to you anymore, you have them and they could provide you whatever you need, they are fully capable to protect you from anyone who tries to harm you, doesn't matter if it is a person or a witch

The more aggresive the bullies were to you or the more affected you are for what you had to go through the more wary they become with the rest of the world, may even start to get paranoid, to the point that you are never going to be alone again (even without you knowing it)

At least once someone had bring the idea of you becoming a Magical Girl so you will go with them on the fights (probably Mami or Madoka), but Homura and Kyoko are quickly to decline it (Homura is even mad at the only thought), both pretty much know that this is not a game and they don't want to put you into this curse (not like they will let you even really risk your life), you are perfectly fine just the way you are and they are perfectly capable to defend you

And when they get to know the truth behind being a Magical Girl you were the one who keep them sane (as sane as they can), not letting themselfs fall into despair because if something happen to them what will become of you? what would you do without them? what if people start attacking you again if they aren't by your side? They can't just throw themselfs like that when they still have to be there for you and protect you

After they had the bless to meet you non of them will let anything get you away from them, not even the Walpurgisnacht and since none has surrendered to despair they were be ready to fight the biggest witch, they fight for you, for a future with you, they doesn't need anything else than you just as you don't need anyone but them

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babybulbasaur920 · 7 months

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Incoming rant. Ok so I was talking to a friend at school about some old interests. I used to be into Miraculous, but haven't for a while now due to the cringe of it all. I'm not getting into it right now, I'll elaborate below, but just saying we can agree Marinette's actions where Adrrien is concerned is not cute, at all. So my friend asked me about a character I do like.

Rook Hunt.

She doesn't play Twisted Wonderland but I've told her enough about it that she gets the point. And her inquiry was, why do i dislike Marinette for her creepy behavior, but laugh about it when Rook does similar behavior? Now, granted i didn't really think of it like that, and it is a fair question, and i did have to think about it but here are some reasons why Rook is less creepy than Marinette

Consent. No one really likes Rook doing his thing, but they don't seem to care much either. Vil likes it enough, Neige loves the love, in cht, 5 he seems to be on good terms with Rook, and the non-human students at school seem indifferent to slightly irritated. If they really were not cool with Rook it would be open season on one french man. On the other hand, Adrien has no clue about Marinette´s behavior, going by the Troublemaker episode it appears she has managed to keep the creepy shit a secret, seeing Adriens reaction to all the pictures in her room. She somehow manages to spin it as part of her love of fashion which he believes. Rook at least is honest about what he does

Isolation. Rook has a life outside of what he does, yes he's a creep but it's not his whole personality. He has classes, science club, dance and singing lessons, because it's Pomefiore. Meanwhile Marinette- honestly her whole personality is being obsessed with Adrien, or Ladybug stuff

Possessive. Rook loves talking up Vil or Leona or whoever to whoever. He loves beauty and sharing it with the world. On the other hand we´ve seen how Marinette acts with who she sees as competition. Stalking Lila to the park, although she was right, her reaction was so overblown, and she's portrayed as so righteous and smart for not believing Lila when she totally fell for it too, until she heard the thing about Ladybug. Or teaming up with Chloe of all people to embarrass Kagami in front of Adrien, which looking back was creepier than I remembered. She wasn't dating him or anything, why does she feel so entitled-

I'm not getting into that right now.

My point on this point being, Marinette wants Adrien all to herself and if you infringe on what she feels is her territory, she´ll get revenge. Now Rook loves Vil, not platonically or romantic but some secret third thing, and wants everyone to bask in him. He would never begrudge someone for getting close to the roi de poison. He is less possessive of his life partner, than Marientte is of some guy

Portrayal. Rook has flaws! Rook has flaws! Rook has flaws! It's commented that his behavior is creepy and invasive. Yes it's played for laughs but the reactions of irritation and anger from his victims is realistic. Assuming Adrien even knows the entirety of everything Marinette has done, she´ll be totally forgiven if she bats her eyes and looks sad, and even that's a stretch. Adrien will never be mad at the many invasions of privacy (and if he did, the fandom would lynch him for ¨being mean¨ to their precious princess). There's something to be said here for Gabriels micromanagement of Adrien making him believe a lack of boundaries is normal but i'll let somehow more knowledgeable on such topics handle that

That's all I can think of off the top of my head. I'm sure the comments will be a hellscape. But just know, if this made you mad, idc

#disney twst #rook hunt #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous ladybug #miraculous salt #marinette salt

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scummybee · 9 months

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You know, I think part of the reason why I love the idiots to lovers trope so much is bc you can give ur oblivious ass characters a tremendously more happy ending

Like, you could have the two characters dance around each other. You can have them each silently pine alone. Then when they finally get together, it’s still very bittersweet bc of all the time they wasted. There’s always that lingering sadness about what could have been

Or you can have two buddies being pals. You can do the pining and believing that your friend doesn’t like you like that, that still has great potential for angst. Though if your characters are stupid, they can do all kinds of couple-y shit while convincing themselves that that’s just how their friend expresses platonic affection. Holding hands? Totally normal. Sleeping in the same bed? Just bestie things. Going on friend dates? Just girls being girls/ dudes being guys

So then when they finally do get together, there’s no agony to linger on. They can look back on all their ‘friendly’ behavior with the additional context that they were in love with each other the whole time. Then what was platonic is practically dating and they have this rich romantic history to look back on

#I just want them to be happy #ok???#ignorance is bliss #like for real #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic tropes #tropes #writing #writing tropes #fandom tropes #shoob speaks #q

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makur0 · 2 years

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“A new me.”

synopsis — they were worried that you would never be the same after... that, especially since you were so close to offing yourself. but you manage to come back, as bold as ever. they miss your old self though. [platonic! five eccentrics x amab! reader] PART ONE (?) -> part two

content warnings — sfw, pinch of fluff? angst, mentions of suicide. SPOILERS FOR THE WAR (pre-anime plot), oc inserts

author’s note — did i base MC off of a twst character? yes, yes i did. *bangs head against wall in procrastinating the requests and kinktober*

word count — 2640

THE SIXTH ECCENTRIC WAS DEEMED TO BE A ‘PLACEHOLDER’.

Even Eichi questioned Tsumugi’s choice. You were so secluded, barely anybody saw you, let alone watch you perform your talents. And for the people who have conversed with you, they were pretty sure of themselves:

You were just a shy, talentless waste of space.

You even planted seeds of doubt in the other Eccentric’s minds. Were you cunning like Rei? A perfectionist like Shu? Lax like Kanata, magical like Wataru, or creative like Natsume? What were you?

What did Tsumugi Aoba see in you?

You would ask that question to yourself so many times. Even if you made a unit and went against fine, you would have been annihilated. Did Wataru also know that? Was that why he took you into his own unit? You barely did anything, though... like a substitute. There for the practices, forgotten for the stage.

The only person who could actually see your potential was Rei Sakuma. The one time he talked to you, before you cowered away, he realized it.

Of course, he didn’t say anything. He wanted you to figure it out yourself. Realistically, he was the bridge between you and the other Eccentrics. It wasn’t until the fall of their units that they finally ‘accepted’ you. They saw you as a familiar.

They wanted to save your innocence from the evil of the world.

Was it because they couldn’t save themselves? They thought that they would use you as a sense of comfort? Or did they actually care for you?

You felt indebted to them, you felt guilty. Here they were, fighting fine head-on while you were hiding in the shadows. Heck, even Natsume who did something similar, wasn’t afraid to go against the Student Council too.

You never felt more useless.

Self-doubt ate at you, deteriorating your last shreds of confidence. It was your fault that you dragged them into your problems. There they were, protecting you from the eyes of the public, losing their own selves. Breaking into pieces when Shu locked himself away, smashing those pieces when Rei changed permanently, and grinding them into scattering dust when Wataru had accepted his fate.

Was this your fault?

Nobody realized that you were slowly secluding yourself from them. They simply thought that this was your normal behavior. They didn’t think any farther than that.

They didn’t know that you’ve been visiting the roof, especially after a ‘friend’ of yours already committed.

It was your fault, it finally was confirmed. You dragged somebody innocent, somebody with such a kind heart, to leave the world. You couldn’t even stop them, help them, save them.

You really were useless.

You really were pathetic.

You remembered that one night quite clearly. It was cold, your least favorite type of ‘weather’. The wind was low, but even the slight breeze brought goosebumps to your arms. You were in total darkness- the moon was nowhere to be found. How comical, even the moonshine didn’t bother to see you off.

The ground was rather far off. Thanks to the lack of light, you couldn’t even see the path that looped around the school. Did that comfort you, that you couldn’t see the end? It was almost like falling down to hell itself, not seeing the bottom of the pit...

Your knuckles turned white as you gripped your arm even tighter, sitting on the edge of the wall. Both of your feet were dangling off the roof, and you were slouching so much to the point that if you leaned in further... off you went.

It really didn’t sound so bad.

You didn’t have a role in the world. Would anybody miss you? Why would they?

Nobody in their right mind would be at the school at this time... unless of course another stupid DreFes was going on. The god-damned performances orchestrated by Eichi himself, the President.

But in case anybody was in the building, you better hurry this up.

What would happen after this? Encased in an endless sleep? Reincarnated? Hopefully not... to save the people you would interact with in case.

“...”

“Am I interrupting something?”

You didn’t bother to turn around at the familiar voice. “Sakuma.”

In the corner of your eye you saw the second-year walk next to you. His raven hair was disheveled, bags under his blood-red eyes, and his school uniform quite a mess. He managed a smile towards you, but you could tell it was strained.

“It’s quite a cold night,” He mused, his voice now forever carrying a tired tone. “I suggest you come in before you get a cold.”

“It doesn’t matter,” You muttered, bringing your legs close to your chest and glaring forlornly at the ground under you. Great, now you had to explain.

“But indeed it does,” Rei said. “I wouldn’t like for you to get sick, my dear [name].”

“Can you leave?” You halfheartedly snapped, not noticing the hurt gaze on the upperclassmen. “I’m... busy.”

“I don’t see it that way. I believe you were just stargazing.”

You sighed harshly, getting more irritated by the second. “I don’t need your opinion, Sakuma. Leave me alone.”

“[name], don’t.”

“What do you mean, don’t?” You hissed, finally facing him with an aggravated expression. “What do you think you can do to stop me?”

Slight panic swirled in Rei’s eyes as you stood up shamelessly on the wall, his hands flying up to you. But when you took a step back from him, his arms drifted back down to his side. “[name]...”

“Why don’t you go back to your friends?” You spat, hugging yourself. “You don’t need to look after me- you never had to. I didn’t ask. Besides, I was just holding you behind.”

“You never were,” He almost rushed, his eyes flitting from your feet back to your face. “Just- step down, please.”

“Why should I listen-”

“[name]...?!”

You bit your tongue in annoyance as the roof door opened, revealing Natsume and the other three behind him. Great.

“What- what are you doing?!” He snapped, his eyebrows furrowing in concern. “Get off!”

“I have a question for you,” You turned back to Rei. “But I guess the others can indulge themselves. How the hell did you know I would be here?”

“Are you kidding me? Even the stupidest could realize that you weren’t acting yourself,” Shu snapped. Wow, so he finally left his abode.

“Talk to yourself, Itsuki,” You hissed back. “You didn’t even think about the others after you were humiliated. I wonder how Mika or Nazuna are doing, huh?”

“Now now, my flower,” Wataru reasoned, putting his hands up in surrender. “Just step down and we can talk this out.”

“Or just convince me of false facts?” You muttered under your breath, dipping your head shamefully.

“[name], is ‘this’ because of what ‘happened’?” Kanata said softly, and you felt your shoulders unintentionally relax. “Don’t ‘worry’, we can ‘fix’ it.”

“I’d rather you not interact with me nor throw yourselves in my problems,” You said. “But it seems that you lot don’t know when to quit.”

“[name], you’re our friend,” Natsume snapped. “Stop saying foolish things and step down.”

“Oh, so you think you can boss me around now?!” You nearly yelled, your throat becoming dry as you felt your eyes misting. “Is this it’s really about? Afraid to lose your precious artifact? I know I remind you of your past selves, and you don’t want to lose it. The upsetting fact that I had to say it instead of one of you.”

“You think we feel that way...?” Rei’s voice quieted.

Only him and Natsume looked bewildered. The other three broke your gaze, guilt seeping in them.

You cursed under your breath, wiping at your eyes harshly as you failed to stop the waterworks. “Whatever. You don’t want me to do it, I won’t.” You jumped back down onto the roof, but you beelined straight for the exit, shoving past the group and ignoring their almost pleading gazes. “To really think I could go calmly...”

You didn’t bother to look behind you as you descended the stairs for the last time, not bothering to wonder why they weren’t following you. The other five, on the other hand, uselessly stared at each other.

“I think we messed up big time,” Rei whispered, looking more tired than ever.

---

They weren’t sure to feel guilty or glad that you didn’t show up to school the next day, or the day after... which turned to weeks, months, an entire semester. They never saw you after that incident.

Devastation was over-weighed by their cowardliness to confront you again. How were they sure that they were going to get you back after a single, simple conversation? It may be simple to do that in order to break it up, but repairing that permanent scar... if it ever happens, it won’t anytime soon.

The most affected was Natsume. If he didn’t hate Tsumugi now, he sure did, forbidding him to enter the secret library. He dragged you into this mess, after all. Plus, he didn’t need anybody seeing him drowning in guilt, some of his flasks and tubes littering the ground as broken glass.

Rei could only contemplate as he laid in his coffin, away from the prying eyes of the students. What if he did help you out along the way? Would you have been better?

Wataru seemed to be the least affected, but if you could look closely, when he would pull out his usual bouquet, missing a single flower. And that flower was locked away in a box out of shame.

Shu burned all the costumes, patterns, and accessories he made for you as soon as he did, frustrated tears staining his cheeks. He doesn’t need to dwell on past memories. He needs to focus on his broken fame and how to fix it.

Kanata gave away the fish he had planned to give to you. Just staring at it made him feel all... broken inside. He didn’t like it.

As for you- you weren’t any different.

You locked yourself in your house for a month, only going out to get the necessities to be alive. Otherwise, you weren’t living. Almost like an empty shell that is taking up space, all the joy and ignorance sucked right out.

You couldn’t even feel rage, anger towards the five students that basically used you as their plaything. The only reason they accepted you was because you were just an escape from reality. They never acknowledged you as you... right?

It doesn’t matter. You never want to see them again.

Another month wasted. You didn’t even know what was happening out in public. You didn’t need to. All you needed to know was how long you could keep this up until you timer finally slowed to a stop, letting you run away from the cruel, cruel world.

Running away. You really were pathetic.

Three months passed.

Four months.

Five.

But before the sixth month, you heard a sound. And it was that simple sound that got you going once again.

A knock on your door.

It was two people, both males. Why were they there?

“I’m sorry to bother you, sir. My friend and I had recently been... ah, kicked out. We’ve been going around in hopes to find shelter for the cold winter coming. Do you mind?”

Why would you? Nothing really mattered anymore.

Without another word you stepped away from the doorway, silently inviting them in. Relieved looks melted their polite faces, immediately stepping in and letting out a sigh.

“I don’t have much to offer,” you muttered. “But please, make yourselves at home.”

Looking back, this was probably the best decision you’ve ever made.

These two people changed your life forever.

Their names were Hisui and Furoido, and they were the two people who would never leave your side again. The sixth month was slightly brighter with them around, one being extremely polite yet cunning, and the other an unruly mess. They brought joy to your shadow-encased house, your dark life. When the winter season ended, much to their surprise you offered them a permanent home for them.

They were both aware of the things they have done to you. You were first a silent shell, who barely interacted with them, but your cold facade melted and soon the glimmer returned to your eyes. A smile creased your lips, and words flowed out of your mouth more frequently. Offering them a place to stay was almost a silent ‘thank you’. And so they accepted it.

In the stretch of the seventh month, they came across your old Yumenosaki uniform.

“[name], did you... want to become an idol?”

Mentioning that made you stiffen your shoulders, your lips becoming taut. But you couldn’t deny the curious gaze, and so you confessed: “...Yeah. Yeah, I did.”

“What happened?” One asked.

You surprised yourself when you told them your entire story. Did you really trust them that much? You guessed you did.

When you were done, your throat felt dry, and the two males stared at you in dead silence. Finally, Hisui spoke up.

“That is indeed... saddening,” He whispered, a ghost of a pitying expression crossing his face. “I’m truly sorry.”

“Those bunch sound like assholes,” Furoido muttered. “You were right to not listen to them.”

You strained a smile. “Thanks... I guess. A little part of me wants to keep going, but that seems to be the sole factor that holds me back.”

The calculating look on Hisui’s face unsettled you. But when he finally opened his mouth, you were intrigued.

“We can help you back onto that path.”

“We can?” His friend blinked.

The former smiled. “Of course we can. We really are forever indebted to you, [name]. I would be honored to help you achieve your dreams.”

“How so?” You questioned. “Even if you figure it out, there’s no way at this point that I’ll be able to jump back to where everybody else is now.”

“Well,” Furoido interrupted. “There are a number of ways that I can think of, possibly even more than Hisui is thinking of.”

“And judging from your story, I can deduce that you, [name] are an extremely intellectual person,” The other continued. “If we work together to help you... I can almost promise you would be as good, no, even better than if you would if nothing ever happened. Plus, we would be getting a bit of fame ourselves. A bit of a win-win, isn’t it?”

He... he has a point.

“Plus, you would want some... revenge against them, right?”

True.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and processed everything. After a short second you opened them again, and much to the other two’s delight they were filled with determination.

“Well then,” You mused. “Shall we get started?”

---

Another decision you would always cherish. You finally witnessed the true talent of the two friends, and thanks to them your own began to grow. Practicing from day to night, analyzing the state of Yumenosaki and even further, Ensemble Square, the popularity of the current idols, the managers and producers behind them, and everything in between.

“You want some revenge, right?”

The sole sentence that motivated you, and changed you. No more cowardly, useless [name]. You needed to show them that you weren’t just a plaything... you were somebody that could be successful and gain the eye of everybody with just a snap of your finger.

A new you.

You liked the new you. You felt almost... powerful. Fueled by the raw idea of vengeance, with two solid units right behind you, you felt unstoppable. You didn’t care if people fell from your stampede. They never would feel the pain you went through. It didn’t matter to you.

Ten months gone, but it created a new danger.

#ensemble stars #enstars #five eccentrics #rei sakuma #shu itsuki #kanata shinkai #natsume sakasaki #wataru hibiki #OOOOOO I LIKED THIS #no i didnt base if off of azul and jade and floyd #what???? nooooo #part two?

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