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rinhaler · 4 months

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Now,

I don’t know who it should be.

But I need a pervy roommate fic with a JJK man.

It’s so necessary to better our society.

- 🪞

nonnie ur so right and for whatever reason this is screaming choso to me

warnings: 18+ MDNI, virgin!choso, masturbation mention (m + f), sex toy use (m + f), jealousy, panty theft, slight voyeurism?, lovesick choso.

words: .8k

You love Choso, you always have. People often think he’s a loser because he’s so quiet. But you know better. He’s your best friend, after all! You’re joined at the hip, too. That’s why when you got to college, you saw it as a perfect opportunity to live together.

He regrets it, though.

He doesn’t regret getting to spend each and everyday with you. In fact, he hates it when you’re apart. He loves it when you finish classes and come home to study with him, helping you stay focused and on track while you sit beside him.

He loves it when you’re sleepy. You’ll rest your head on his shoulder while you’re doing your coursework or watching a movie together on the couch and drift off to sleep so suddenly. He loves how sweet you always smell when you’re so close to him. Like perfume and chocolate, you’ve always had a sweet tooth.

What he does hate, however, is when you bring guys home.

He can admit, it’s rare. Boys aren’t at the top of your list of priorities, but even you sometimes need a release. What he hates most is the boys that you pick. They’re all useless and never make you cum. Your pornographic moans are as fake as the majority of the videos he sees online. Loud and overcompensating as you pander to the men you bestow the honour of enjoying the heaven he can only imagine between your legs.

Choso is a virgin, but he knows he could make you cum for real.

He knows you fake it because when your partners leave, he always hears the gentle buzz of your vibrator whirring as you sink it between your dripping folds.

And the sound of your real moans are like a symphony. It’s a sound he could recite from memory because he thinks of it so often. He imagines the grey head of your wand harshly vibrating against your clit. He knows it’s grey, because he snuck into your room with the sole purpose of finding it.

Invading your privacy is wrong, sure, but he needed a better mental image of what you do to yourself so that he can imagine it clearly when he gets off. He even tried it himself, teasing his length and his tip until he quickly doused your toy in hot white sperm.

He cleaned it after, of course, but it really gets him off knowing he’s stained your favourite toy, and you use it on yourself almost every day.

He loves how you didn’t question him when your favourite pair of panties went missing. Why would he take them? Well, the answer to that is simple. Because he knew you’d failed to remove them when you masturbated one day and went in the shower right after. The sticky seat of your panties smelt and tasted like heaven.

He came into them again and again and again until he had nothing left to give. You didn’t even blink when you found them in your underwear drawer, fresh and clean, and put them on the very next day.

He wished they were dirty, though. The thought of you walking around all day with his kids rubbing against your pussy lips made him harder than you could begin to imagine.

One day he’ll confess his feelings to you, and you’ll experience all of the love and pleasure he has to offer. But for now, being your perverted roommate is enough. Of course sinking his cock into your pretty cunt would be better than fucking his fist.

But he can’t deny the sick sort of pleasure he gets from you being so clueless.

Clueless about what a perv he is.

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 1 month

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afton'd reader sets a man up to be straight up point blank Murdered and honestly, good for them, wish i could do that when someone flirts with me when im working smh

(i say that like i've been flirted with more than maybe two times in four years of customer service type shit)

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faetreides · 2 months

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going off your modern!coryo headcanons… i could imagine him getting really jealous when you are interacting with other men (even if it’s like a waiter or colleague) and he decides that he has to remind you who you belong to

No but fr he’s like this:

based on these hcs

send me coryo, luke, or anakin asks (this is a threat)

Coryo's all charming wide smiles because he's enjoying being able to spend time with his s/o until a male waiter comes to their table. He only takes you to the most upscale places in the city that, even if he has to fight you tooth and nail the whole way there. He will vomit in your new Marc Jacobs tote bag if you ask him to get you fettucine alfredo from Domino's one more time.

It's even worse if you're in a booth, because his hands will start to wander up your thigh until he's cupping your pussy through your panties under your skirt.

How fast his strokes are depends on how much he thinks the waiter's pushing it. He's had to call whatever restaurant you're going to ahead of time to ask that no male employees serve you. It slipped his mind this time, he won't make that mistake again. His internal evil monologue carries on as he spells out his name on your covered clit with his fingertips.

He’ll be across campus, and he swears that he can sense a guy trying to accompany you to class. His hairs on the back of his neck stand up and next thing you know, he’s standing like Slenderman behind you as he stares down the guy you’re with.

You have to awkwardly smile and tell the guy that you want your boyfriend to walk you to class instead to get Coryo to calm down. Even then, he's doing this corny gesture where he's slowly dragging his finger across his neck as the guy walks away.

His person suit is back in place by the time you turn around to level him with an unimpressed look.

"Sorry about that, baby. I guess some idiots just don't know when to back the fuck off." He croons, slinging an arm low across your waist and digging into your hip to self soothe.

He really wants to slap your ass as you walk through the door to your class when he notices that same guy looking over at you.

You manage to be quicker than his palm. Your butt under your pants is already a light pink from this morning.

Coryo always gets his coffee from his fleet of coffee machines that comprise his specially made coffee bar (that he made for you because the first time he ever saw you was when you were getting coffee at the campus coffee shop that you work at). However, he never fails to stop by your work on your break (he knows your schedule by heart, but he still wants you to text him as soon as you're available).

One of your male coworkers prepares his order while he talks with you. He doesn't think he's imagining the way your colleague's teeth are grinding together and how his eyes narrow every time his eyes flick towards your boyfriend.

Coryo has the steadiest hands in the world, they never do anything he doesn't want them to. That doesn't stop him from blaming the hot coffee soaking your coworker's uniform on him being shaky.

"Oops! My nerves are shit, I guess. Do you need a few bucks to for your shirt?"

He doesn't mean it.

None of that was as bad as three months ago. You and your boyfriend don't share many classes together but the ones you do are hard to focus in.

It happened in your Age of Augustus Latin class. You and Coryo usually sit together (for easy access) but you were unusually late coming back from the bathroom. Most of the seats were full and the only available ones were far apart from each other. Neither of you were pleased but you couldn't change it.

The boy next to you was a brunette that you guessed was on some kind of sports team due to his jersey that he hadn't changed out of. You didn't pay him any attention (you could feel the eyes burning holes into the side of your head) and leaned back as you listened to the lecture.

Halfway through the lecture, an arm was laid on the back on your chair with a yawn.

You could hear a pencil snapping in the near distance.

You shrugged the arm away and that only made the boy pop your personal space bubble to whisper in your ear, "Can I borrow a pencil?"

You shoved a spare one into his chest and turned your attention back to your professor.

The class went by with more ambiguous actions. You knew it was over when heavy footsteps were followed by a familiar hand wrapping around your forearm.

The drive to your apartment was a blur. Coryo's rings made impressions in your thigh as he ran several red lights. He told you that he didn't really care about that right now, his dad would take care of any ticket he'd get anyway.

Sooner rather than later you found yourself face down ass up in the king-sized bed you shared with your boyfriend.

Your boyfriend whose face was buried deep in your ass cheeks. He had them pulled apart so he could tongue your hole properly, pulling back to spit on it and smear his saliva around your rim. He wiggles the tip of his tongue around your walls before tongue fucking you like your asshole was the only hole he knew you had.

He gasped as he pulled away again to breathe, jiggling the massive globes of flesh in his big hands. He opened his mouth wide and let more spit drip from his tongue onto your winking hole.

"Damn, baby..." He breathed, jiggling your cheeks again and then doubling down on the marks he made earlier.

His palm felt warm as he reared it back and spanked your crack, "You think just any motherfucker would know what to do with this ass? You think they'd make out with your asshole like they'd try to do with your pussy?"

You couldn't speak through your moan as he thrusted one of his thumbs into your hole.

"You're so right, petal. No, they wouldn't." He said and took his thumb away from you, patting your butt when you whined at the loss, "So why don't you get up and come sit on my face?"

Your boyfriend was all laid out for you like a four coarse meal, shirt already discarded and his pants unbuttoned. He tapped his nose bridge and grinned with too many teeth, brushing aside the curls that fell over his eyes.

"Right here."

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angelplummie · 1 year

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OKAY FIRST OF ALL HEY BABY IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

And yesssss I see the update where you’re writing for killing stalking!!! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 literally going to die I’m so happy

BUT OKAY, a chubby reader (yk your girl thicc 🤪) yandere/toxic relationship/SMUTTT with Sangwoo where he cheats on Y/n all the time but she’s cocky because he always comes back to them. Then one day Sangwoo gets upset by Y/n’s cockiness and he teaches her a lesson…..

I LOVE YOU BABE AND MUAHHH I MISSED YOU

LOSING YOU

OH SANGWOON X FEM!CHUBBY!READER

cw: degrading, dubcon, implied kidnapping, references to murder, infidelity, he’s just super mean and weird, jealousy, threats of murder

a/n: this one is so fucking late and i’m sorry but i did it! this is going to flop because i never post and it’s a weird one so reblog please i love you

“Y/N? You awake?”

Of course you are, you always wait for him.

“Yes. You’re back late.”

Your voice was quiet with fatigue, but he could hear you alright as he removed his clothes and dropped them beside the bed. You had your back to him, but you could hear the soft thud of his jeans coming down to the hardwood floor, you could hear his shirt land on the edge of the bed. The house was eerily quiet when he wasn’t there, you didn’t like when he was gone. He always came back though. Always.

“Yeah, I was talking to this girl, Jieun. She goes to the same university as me.”

He lifted the covers and slotted himself behind you, your ass tucked right into his crotch, and he slung his big arm across your chest. You could smell him, he reeked of alcohol and girl. You’re sure if you turned around you would see his neck littered in hickeys, the top of his shoulders covered in nail marks. It was the same every time he went out, but what did that matter?

Those girls may think they’ve done it, gotten sangwoo to ’open up’, show them the ‘real him’, but they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. Only you know sangwoo, the real him. He probably tells all those girls about some version of his tragic past, his abusive father, his suicidal mother, and they think they know all there is to know about him. Until the next day and there’s parts of them rotting in sangwoo’s trunk.

You know everything. And you love him anyway. You are the only one for him, and you know it. He always comes back. You know he belongs to you. With you. He needs you like air, every day he comes home and fucks you like an animal, holds you tight, kisses you, he’s even soft with you, real sappy and disgusting. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that he likes you a lot, he just... has a short attention span. You’re all he thinks of when he gets home, and it’s not like he really thinks about the other girls. You know it means less than nothing to him with them, and that’s all that matters. And when they’re dead afterwards, there no competition of who he likes more. You were never a jealous type anyway.

“I had sex with her in the men’s bathroom. From behind, against the wall. Then up against the mirror.”

Well, that was new.

“Oh?” you said, ”Did you have fun?”

He never told you the details of his flings, he just didn’t try to hide them, so this was strange. Maybe it was a close call with the authorities and he’s anxious about it.

You feel an curt exhale on your back.

“Of course I had fun. She’s not dead if that’s what you’re thinking. We just fucked.”

Why was sangwoo being so strange?

“Ok,” you turned around to face him, still in his hold. You noticed it’s getting tighter. Just as you thought, you could see blotchy pink hickeys on his neck in the dimming light. His face was neutral, unreadable looking down at you. You can’t lie, he was intimidating like this. To survive sangwoo, to live with him, you have to read him, and read him you cannot.

“Are you alright sangwoo?”

“Obviously,” he snapped, before sighing,

”Don’t you even want to have sex?”

You nearly laughed, but it’s in your best interest not to.

“You mean right now? Aren’t you tired?”

“No I’m not tired!” his voice booms, and you flinch against the covers.

He rolled you over to your back and now he loomed above you, something burning in his eyes. His hands were either side of your face, and his knees caged in your body, tapering in at the thighs, pushing the fat around to a near painful squeeze.

“Whats wrong with you? Aren’t you angry? I fucked someone else, stupid bitch.”

Mouth slightly agape, you tried to process. You didn’t even react to the name calling anymore, although the throb of hurt would never go away.

“You want me to be angry with you?”

“No, of course I don’t. I just want to know why you’re so ok that I cheated on you.”

You had absolutely no idea what was going on, and you were afraid to ask.

Isn’t this every mans dream? A girl that doesn’t care when he sleeps around? What’s his problem?

“Sangwoo...” you breathed, struggling to find the words. You were so confused.

“You always come back,” you wait a second, and when he doesn’t seem to be appeased, you continue, “I don’t care because you always come back to me. I know you like me best, that’s all I care about.”

His frown falters, momentarily, before a meaner, colder look takes his face. In the darkness he’s still beautiful and terrifying.

He hated that you make him burn. Sangwoo doesn’t burn for anyone, he burns people. And yet, everything about you is so... he can’t put it into words how he needs you. The thought of you with another man makes him close to violence, very close. So why can’t you do the same? Why don’t you care? He knows you love him, he isn’t an idiot. But... you aren’t showing it how he wants. Maybe you’ve gotten a little too comfortable. Maybe he needs to rectify that.

“You think I need you that much?” his voice had dropped an octave, gotten quieter. You knew to be careful now.

“No, but-“

“You do, don’t you? You think I’m your lovesick puppy? You think you’re in control?”

“Sangwoo, you’re not-“

“Don’t try and deny it.” his face was blank, totally blank, eyes boring into yours. He stares at you a while longer, and when he got no reply, he continued.

“Well, you’re wrong Y/N. I don’t need you. You need me.”

“I know Sangwoo, I do need you,” your voice shook, heat of the bed doing nothing to quell the cold creeping up your spine.

“Do you think you’re the only one that makes me cum?”

“No, but-“

“But I’m the only one that makes you cum?”

“Well, yes-“

“So what are you so smug about? Get up.”

He leant back, away from you to let you obey him, and got up slowly, towering above you. He stood expectantly, and you stared up at him from the mattress, not quite sure what to think.

“I said, get up,” his tone was sharp, it was hard to disobey.

You pushed yourself up as fast as you could manage, rocking gently to your feet. Your arms hung awkwardly at your sides, you weren’t sure what to do with yourself. His glare was unforgiving, but you couldn’t deny the throb in your clit at the anticipation.

“Turn around.”

And you did, a thrill running through your body. You were still stood stock still when he pried your arms from your sides and he pushed you against the wall, body pressing up against you. It hurt a little, but he was quick to make you forget.

Hands gripping your waist, he ground himself against your plump ass. Your hands were in front of you, bracing yourself against the wall. You made chopped breaths and little whimpers as he groaned into your skin, getting more and more annoyed at you; you drive him insane, why are you so calm? Why can’t you be like he is? You should be stupider, need him more. What the fuck is wrong with you?

He stopped grinding his erection on you all of a sudden, grip not relaxing for a second. Your eyes darted around the icy dark, heart thundering in your chest, face still against the wall.

“Sangwoo...” you whimpered, and he could feel the heart beat of your fat little pussy, “please, keep going.”

He huffed from his nose and his breathe ran down you neck once again.

“Then beg.”

Tears pricked your eyes as you stopped to process what he had said.

“Are you deaf? I told you to beg. Beg for me if you really want me that bad. Prove it.”

“Oh!”, you started as it clicked in your head, and the throbbing of your pussy became insatiable,”Please Sangwoo! Please, give it to me, please! I need you, please!”

He smiled at the whininess in your voice, the desperation. The need.

“I still don’t know if you deserve it,” he had taken on a playful tone now, temper seemingly subdued by your little display.

“Sangwoo!” you whined in protest, desperately pushing back into him. He groaned breathily at the feeling of your ass pressed right into him, the fat cushioning his cock teasingly.

His dick throbbed and he gave in,

“Fine, I’ll give it to you. You really are pathetic you know that?”

And he yanked down your tiny little pyjama shorts, to find your bare pussy underneath.

“Anything I tell you to do you do it.”

Your eyes squeezed shut and you yelped when he delivers a sharp slap between your legs, spread awkwardly open for him against the wall.

“But you still act like your better than me.”

He pressed against the small of your back with one hand, keeping you squashed tightly against the wall, chubby cheeks squishing at the pressure. With the other hand, he hastily undid the zip of his jeans, pulling them down around his thighs. Erection bobbing against your bare ass, he pulled his boxers down to his jeans and you stifled a whimper at the anticipation.

He always got weird like this when he was angry, and mostly you just had to stick it through. He would calm down after he had had his way with you.

Slowly, he lined up, relishing in the little whimpers coming from you. And he pushed in, groaning at how fucking wet you were. It was nearly impossible to go slow, you were so soft and he was angry at you, and yet he did, for fear he would cum too quick if he didn’t.

“You’re not better than me, alright?”

You huff, the stretch of his thick cock making you tense.

“Alright?”

“Yes,” you whined through pouty, drooly lips,”I’m not better than you. I’m sorry Sangwoo, I’m really sorry.”

“tsk,” he gives you one grind of his hips, nestling his enormous cock into you,”You’re just saying that ‘cause you want me to fuck you.”

“No! That’s not it.”

Tears were blurring your vision and you fought with your entire being not to moan, feeling his fat dick rub warm against your insides. He was moving ever so slightly to torment you, make you feel guilty for wanting to moan like a bitch when your poor boyfriend was so upset at you. You knew you had to keep talking, because he still wasn’t moving, and the feeling was enough to drive you mad.

“I love you, Sangwoo, I promise, it’s not-“

But suddenly, he started drawing in and out of you, not slow but not fast either. You let out a gasp of relief, and he smirks behind you.

“Alright, that’s enough outta you. Just take my dick like a good slut. Ohh fuck-“

You squeezed hard and his hips stuttered, pace increasing involuntarily.

He fucked hard into your gummy cunt, and you dripped down onto his balls. Eyes rolling back, he let out a string of grunts right next to your ear, making you shudder.

“See how I got you?” he said breathlessly, gripping the fat of your waist so hard it will probably bruise. The feeling of his breath against your neck made your stomach flip.

“This is just how I was fucking her,” and he drove into you again, grunting.

“I’m fucking you just like I was fucking her.”

You can only whine in response, something he takes as dismay. It pleased him.

“She was tighter,” his balls slap on your clit,”Not such a whore.”

Drool is inched past you lips, but you’ve gone limp in his grasp, only able to brace yourself against the wall. You heard him, but you’re unable to think about what he’s saying. You mumbled,”yeah, yeah, yeah”, he likes to be listened to.

“Maybe I should just get rid of you and keep her instead, maybe she’d be more fucking grateful”

Your breath hitched and there’s a sinking feeling in your stomach. You froze, and he laughed.

“That got your attention, didn’t it?”

You whined as his cock ploughed against your insides, cheek mushing against the wall. But that sinking feeling got deeper.

“Shit,” he hissed, his pace slowing,”I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside you.”

You hummed, still panting.

That feeling of dread didn’t fade. It didn’t fade when he came inside you, gruff grunting and a punishing grip on your waist. It didn’t fade as he pulled out, let go of you and let you fall to the ground. It didn’t fade as you felt his presence behind you, staring down at the top of your head.

And it didn’t fade as he walked away, back into bed, called you to him like he loved you. Told you that he loved you, kisses your temple.

And as you crawled into his arms, shaken, sweating, Sangwoo smiles. You need him to keep you alive.

You need him.

His hand rested over your chest, he could feel your heart rate. He could feel your fear. And it made him happy.

You were as afraid of losing him as he was of losing you.

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yandere-daze · 18 days

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I´m back to my Collar x Malice obsession (currently playing the FD) and so I just had to write something for my favorite boy! And since he already shows some yandere tendencies in the game, I decided to run with it. Hope you enjoy <3

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tw yandere, obsession, possessiveness, jealousy, manipulation, implied stalking, overprotectiveness, brief mentions of violence

General Yandere! Kei Okazaki headcanons

Okazaki strikes me as the type of person who could take an immediate liking to someone when meeting them for the first time but then needs a lot of time for true love to materialize. Or in this case, obsession.

He´s quite fond of you from the very beginning, he likes seeing you smile and enjoys being around you. But the true obsession only starts once you two get to know each other better.

He has been in a lot of relationships before and while he had liked all of his partners, he never felt like he could show them his flaws, he never felt comfortable being true to himself, always hiding away a part of himself in fear of rejection. It´s like that at first with you as well, he only wants to show you his charming and cool side as he wants to make a good impression on you. How would you ever fall for him if you knew about his past and his mental troubles? About his possessiveness and jealousy?

You inadvertently sealed your own fate when you encouraged Okazaki to be honest with himself and that you would accept him for all his flaws. That you wouldn´t turn away from him, no matter what. That you won´t judge him.

How can you say these things and not expect him to become absolutely obsessed with you?

For the first time, he feels this deep connection to someone else, he feels like he can be himself around you, even if it´s scary and difficult. So you wouldn´t mind if he let his obsession with you show, right? If he got clingy and possessive with you. You said you accepted all of him, right?

Okazaki for sure is a protective yandere. He works as a bodyguard so he´s an expert at making sure certain important people are safe. And you most definitely count as a very important person to him!

Whether you´re actually dating or just acquaintances, Okazaki will insist on accompanying you wherever you go so he can "keep you safe". And he´s quite persistent when it comes to this as well, not taking no for an answer and just tagging along anyway with a smile on his face.

It doesn´t even matter if you were planning on meeting up with him or not, he´s somehow always there whenever you go out to wander the streets. How does he always seem to know when you´re about to head out?

In truth, Okazaki keeps tabs on you even when you believe you are alone. Due to all his training, he´s more than capable of staying hidden in the shadows while still keeping a watchful eye on you. Even if you say you need some alone time, he just can´t risk anything happening to you. He´s still shaken up from that incident all these years ago where his inaction caused his coworker to die on the job. He can´t let something like that happen to you, his dearly beloved.

And next to making sure you´re safe from harm he also has to make sure you´re "safe". What does he mean by that? He has to make sure that no other men try to approach you to ask you out. He knows they´re no good for you, so just leave it all to him.

Okazaki has an uncanny ability to swoop in out of the blue whenever a man tries to talk to you, inserting himself in the conversation and making the other person uncomfortable with his unnerving smile and underlying threats. He can be quite scary when he wants to and thus it´s easy for him to scare people off. He also isn´t against using violence to get them to back off, whether it´s punching them or twisting their limbs until they crack, nothing is off-limits. Under no circumstances will he allow anyone else to sweep you off your feet, you´re meant to be with him after all.

Afterwards, he will explain that the person that tried to talk to you was dangerous. There had been warnings going around at work and so he tried defusing the situation immediately. You see what happens when you´re out there without him? Really, you were in luck that he just happened to be around! Maybe ask him to tag along next time again, okay?

Of course, that´s all lies. No such warnings about a suspicious person existed, he just needed a convenient excuse for chasing them away. He can´t let those people possibly get in between the both of you.

Okazaki is also just really really jealous in general. He doesn´t like it when you spend time with others and if you´re dating, then he would directly tell you this, though he tries to word it in a way that sounds more reasonable than "I want you to cut ties with all your friends". He hates seeing you smile and laugh around people who aren´t him, it makes him fear that you might be getting sick of him.

And he can´t have that. He vows to never let go of you. Strangely enough, he will actually tell you this many times (like he does in the game) but you just take it as a bit of cute possessiveness, nothing too concerning. You just don´t know how obsessed he is with you.

He canonically has thought about locking the player up so they´re for his eyes only so a kidnapping would not be completely out of the question I believe, though I do still see it as a last resort, something he would only do if he felt an immediate threat to your relationship or if he was close to snapping. For now, he would much rather use words to try and convince you to spend more and more time together.

It´s normal for a boyfriend to want to spend all of his time with his darling, right? He just loves you so much! He wants to spend every second of every day with you, aren´t you being a bit cruel by depriving him of that? Why do you insist on being with people that aren´t him? Isn´t he enough? Don´t you love him?

He can get quite manipulative if he feels like it will bring results. But also, he just genuinely feels like that. He just can´t fathom it, how can you bear to stay away from him when he feels like he´s being ripped apart every time he has to part from you?

So to no one´s surprise, Okazaki is very clingy, even before a potential relationship. He loves being close to you, wrapping his arms around you or resting his head against you. He also loves holding your hand in public, both as a way to show affection but also to show anyone else that you´re unavailable. He´s also shameless enough to kiss you in public while people are most definitely watching.

Resting his head in your lap while he falls asleep is also another favorite of his. He´s often exhausted from his job as a bodyguard and tends to not get a lot of sleep, so he treasures being so close to you while he gets to rest up. Please run your fingers through his hair too, he will sigh in bliss if you do!

Also very affectionate in the way he talks to you. Once he realizes his feelings for you, he won´t really try to hide that he likes you, perhaps only the extent to which he does. He loves calling you cute pet names, especially if they make you flustered. He loves teasing you, it makes him proud to know that he can have that sort of effect on you.

"You´re so cute when you get flustered. Tell me I´m the only man that gets to see you like this~"

He will truly never let go of you for as long as he lives.

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fearyandear · 9 months

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(Possessed) Home! Wally x Reader

Now that I explained that possible theory, here is some shameless self shipping thoughts that I had, lol.

Me, before: 'Ive lost my feelings for the Welcome Home selfshippin fandom...'

Me after my call with Mari: ' Home and Wally..... symbiotic relationship.... The selfshipper community has technically either been simping for Home! Wally or silly Normal Wally, depending on the personality they liked best for him... haha. Isn't that funny? To think that the more assertive/'Scary' Wally hiding stuff and helping us is fucking HOME.

Now as to how that applies to selfshipping...

The short version:

Imagine Home liking Reader and only being able to see them/interact in very brief moments all the while watching you become friends and fall for Wally. Feeling stuck in their body, moaning and creaking and hiding thejr jealousy for their 'owner.'

The longer version:

Home getting a body is like a demon learning how to be human. It's never had the experiences it gets while inhabiting Wally. To grab, walk, move, taste.

To feel emotions.

It's so much to grasp all at once, and it makes him laugh in his inexperienced cadence. He felt so lucky that he could have this happen to him. He thought, even if he couldn't step outside (homebound in his possession), this was surely more than enough. For now. But then-

You were just one of Wally's friends, the same as any other. You hadn't been particularly close to him before but, after you visit Wally one day and noticed a change in the Wally thst opened the door, you felt like you couldn't leave the situation alone.

To you, it's like Wally has suddenly become forgetful. He's always been a little slow, but this Wally seemed... sharper. Confused, but proactively eager to learn things. He talked weird, moved weird, LAUGHED weird-

And his eyes would stay wide the whole time.

Still... this is WALLY. Your friend! You took your first run-in with this version of Wally to heart, ans started visiting more often to make sure he was alright. Sometimes, he'd be the Wally you recognized. Other times, his eyes are fully open. You treat him the same anyway.

You help him through his confusion and are always patient and sweet. Youre the only one Home has opened his door to whenever he switches, because with you.

Home feels happiness.

Home feels recognized.

Home is a person.

It's addicting.... He hesitates more each time to give it up and let Wally back in. He can't keep doing this, but he doesn't want to go back to being an 'it'. It feels so lonely... so barren.

Home croaks and whines and creaks, unconsolable even as Wally naively pats his walls. Home is so jealous. He is so jealous. To hear Wally talking on the phone to his friends. The plans they make, the adventures they'll go through. Time Home will spend alone, time YOU get to feel closer to WALLY.

He is burning with envy watching you pick him up, knowing he can't do anything. He can't go with you to have fun. The hand you're holding was never his. He watches. No matter, how far you are, he's always vigilant and aware of your silhouette. Waiting for his turn with you, yearning for freedom.

Now, see?

The real pair of eyes you should've been fearing were never Wally's.

It was Home.

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pricklymuffinzzzzz · 3 months

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Tw bpd jealousy vent

Bpd jealousy needs to be talked about more. I have a pretty severe case of it. I get jealous any time my fp gets joy from anything especially anyone who isn’t me.

I know this is “toxic” but it really is something I’m trying to work on. I guess when they get joy from other things, it kinda makes me feel replaceable?

Like the joy I bring them can just be switched out with those other things. If I was out of their life it wouldn’t impact them and they would still be able to be happy.

But if they were out of my life I wouldn’t be able to feel any sort of joy. I feel like I’m always going to be jealous unless my fp hates everyone except me. Or talks to only me.

I really wouldn’t like this though. I want my fp to have a healthy social life. It’s just something I have to learn to deal with. At the same time my whole life revolves around my fp.

I don’t talk to anyone but them, and I really don’t like talking to anyone but them. I don’t think I’ll ever be satisfied until I know they love me the way I love them. I just wish I felt content. I hate being jealous so much.

I really am trying to work on it though. I’ve been working on it for a long time, I just don’t think it’s getting easier though :(

I really just want my fp to be happy

Does anyone have any tips to help jealousy pain?

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cherrysha · 11 months

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Older brother sukuna and his younger brother yuuji who he begrudgingly takes care of by doing some shady shit. Slightly gang affiliated,,, sells drugs,,, maybe moonlights as a security guard at night to cover his ass…

He’s who bookies send after you when u owe a ton of money and they know u don’t have the funds to pay up. Can only assume sukuna is involved when another body washes up,, police never have any hard evidence.

He’s not the type to go after college girls but ur so pretty and malleable and innocent and he truly can’t help himself when you shyly knock on his door looking for an ounce. He could short you and you’d thank him, fill the bag with oregano and you’d be none the wiser. But hes amazed you even know his address, he’s not in the business of selling to inexperienced little girls. He moves weight by the brick and who are you knocking at his door late at night asking for such things?

Of course he lets you in, fondles you a little under the guise of looking for a wire, only finds the softness of your skin and the warmth of your ass pressed against his crotch. Smokes you out by feigning suspicion that you might be a cop if you don’t test the product. And you’re gullible enough to believe him, to let him shotgun smoke into your mouth and relax against the softness of the sofa as your head fills with cotton.

It’s not hard to pry the truth from you either. Some college friends taking advantage of your kindness, your urge to belong, steering you in his direction. Asking you to use your own money to buy product. And he doesn’t feel pity because you know you’re being taken advantage of just as much as he does, you’re a smart girl, just so lonely.

Of course he initiates it, seals his lips to yours after breathing smoke into your mouth, but he never expects you to be so eager. sucks and bites on your lips once a little whine escapes your throat and after a while his big tattooed arms circle around your waist, pick you up as easily as a doll and drop you into his lap. Your soaking through ur underwear under that little skirt and he doesn’t have to look down to feel it, feel the warmth radiating off of your there

After a while it’s routine. After a while you stop coming to him under the guise of buying, your true intentions clear as day when he gets a feel under your skirt and finds you wet and bare for him. After a while he’s only got eyes for you, for the convenience of your little house calls and how sweet you are, like there’s not guns hidden just out of view, like he hasn’t sold bricks of white powder in front of you.

And how are you supposed to know? He’s so indifferent and cold after you’ve fucked, let’s you leave with so much as a wayward glance. You’re not stupid enough to mistake a casual fuck as something more. And how are you supposed to know he’s a bouncer at the new club ur going to? That your ‘friends’ dragged you to? And how are you supposed to know he’s watching the roll of your hips when he’s supposed to be watching the door? That every lustful roll against the man behind you is threatening to burst the vein in his neck.

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hello! i was wondering if you knew how i could write a character who starts off good and everything but just with this slight jealously but slowly grows extremely envious over the course of the story and slowly has their good traits overshadowed by this overwhelming envy? as someone who doesn’t really feel that way towards others i find it hard to imagine envy being so all consuming that it becomes someone’s downfall

Jealousy Causes "Good to Bad" Arc for Character

[Trigger warning for toxic/abusive behaviors...]

First, it's important to note that jealousy and envy are not the same thing and are not interchangeable...

Jealousy is about people/relationships, and is rooted in fear of losing that person or relationship. It can include fear the relationship will become less important to the other person, fear someone else will take away the connection with the other person, and fear of being replaced by someone else in that person's life.

Envy is about things... possessions, qualities, or achievements, and is rooted in a fear of never having that thing for ourselves.

So, you would be jealous that your co-worker bestie has been hanging out more with another co-worker lately, but you would be envious of that co-worker's recent promotion that you wanted for yourself.

I'm not sure if your question is specific toward envy, jealousy, or both, but I'll do the best I can to answer with both in mind.

In reference to jealousy: it's interesting to note that jealousy is hard-wired into our brains, and is believed to be a throwback to early humanity when jealousy served as a tool to help us preserve beneficial relationships.

It's also important to note that jealousy occurs in the emotion centers of the brain, which is wired separately from the reasoning centers of our brain, allowing emotion to override logic where jealousy is concerned. For that reason, when jealous feelings occur, it's important to identify them and deal with them appropriately. Otherwise, the feelings can snowball into intense emotions and behavior.

For the purpose of the following: A = jealous character, B = loved one, C = other person

1 - Noticing B + C Situation and Feeling Jealousy - This is obviously step one, having them notice B + C's interactions and feeling slight jealousy.

2 - Attempt to Identify and Deal Appropriately with Jealous Feelings - Normal identification and appropriate dealing with jealous feelings looks like this: paying attention to what thoughts/feelings are occurring and why, turning focus inward to examine self's role in why things are changing, taking own insecurities into account, opening up and addressing situation with person or someone else, opting for trust, staying calm. So, in the "slight jealousy" phase, you can have them go through these steps and come to a place where they temporarily feel better.

3 - Failing to Identify and Deal Appropriately with Jealous Feelings - But as things between B + C evolve, or as A perceives an evolution taking place (even if it's not), they begin to drop the ball on these points of identification and analysis. They fail to recognize their growing jealousy, they they fail to question why these feelings are occurring and analyze what their own role might be, they ignore their own insecurities--and potentially do things that cause these insecurities to get worse--choose not to opt for trust, and slowly lose their grip on calm.

4 - Unchecked Jealousy Becomes Toxic - A becomes suspicious of B (and possibly C), constantly doubts them, constantly doubts self (if there are echoes of reason trying to come through), constantly doubts others speaking reason, are unable to trust B or C, become so afraid of betrayal they're constantly on the lookout for it, become preoccupied with B and C (where they are, what they're doing, who they're with, etc.), hover over B and C when able to.

5 - Toxic Behavior Turns Abusive and Dangerous - They begin to stalk B and/or C, begin to attempt to control B and/or C, try to bait and entrap B and/or C to "catch them" in acts of "betrayal," engaging in emotional and/or physical abuse and/or abduction and/or false imprisonment, etc.

In reference to envy: you'll want to start with establishing A's dissatisfaction with their own life. What is it they're lacking? Financial success? Business success? Political success? Popularity? A certain title or position?

Next, you'll want to establish which character/s have the thing/s they're lacking. Maybe B has the financial success A so badly wants. Maybe C got the promotion they wanted. Maybe D has the social popularity A wishes they had.

Now, you'll establish A's belief that they themselves are more deserving of these things than the characters who have them, along with dissatisfaction and bitterness with those things being given to the "undeserving."

Over time, the envy will become increasingly more toxic. They will refuse to congratulate the achievements of the people they envy, refuse to celebrate their successes, downplaying those successes, express unhappiness when the others succeed, experience joy when the others fail, preoccupation with what others are doing, constant scrutiny/judgement of what others are doing, becoming upset (and eventually even enraged) when others compliment them, spreading rumors or lies about the others in an attempt to downplay or delegitimize their successes. In extreme cases, this may lead to similar behaviors as seen in #4 and #5.

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rinhaler · 5 months

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you don't have to if you don't want to but PLEASE PLEASE HEAR ME OUT!

Angsty and Smutty Stepdad!Nanami x stepdaughter y/n where they have to sneak around with each other while mom is at work. Y/N wants Nanami all to herself but nanami explains that they can't cause he married her mom. Then BOOM shyly reveals that we may or may not have a boyfriend soon right!? Riiight this send Nanami into a panic that leads to some begging, some angst, sparkle of romance BUT some heated sex.

okay so the reveal wasn't particularly shy 😭 thank you for this!! very very fun hehe 💕

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, stepcest, cheating, manipulation, begging, DDLG esque, daddy!kink, jealousy, vaginal sex, choking, dacryphilia, calls your pussy 'she'.

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Nanami freezes outside of your bedroom door as he hears voices. You’re on the phone, no, a FaceTime call? He knocks on the door, slowly opening it before you say he’s allowed in. You spin around on your swivel chair to look at him.

“I’m a bit busy, daddy.” you speak, coldly, as you look him up and down like you’re sizing him up. You look over at your laptop when you hear your… friend, laughing. “Do you need something?” you ask him.

“I can’t believe you call your dad, ‘daddy’.” your friend continues to laugh, quietly.

It hasn’t escaped Nanami’s notice that your friend just so happens to be male. And he can’t deny the jealousy he feels. You can see the envy oozing from your step-father. You can practically smell it on him. He clenches his fists, though it isn’t malicious. He approaches your laptop and looks at the screen.

“I’m sorry, she’ll have to call you back, she’s grounded.” your father tells the boy as he hangs up the call and closes the lid of the laptop. You rise to your feet in a huff, snatching the laptop away before he can confiscate it. “What part of grounded wasn’t clear? Give me your laptop and your phone, now.”

“No! I didn’t do anything…” you pout, “You’re just jealous.”

“Jealous? Of what? I have my own electronics, I have nothing to be jealous of.” he tells you, lying with ease. You’re impressed, honestly, unable to believe how seamlessly he managed to fabricate a tale that wasn’t even there. “You can have your stuff back in a week, now—”

“You’re jealous of my boyfriend.”

“Y- boyfriend?!” he yells, a bulging vein forms on his forehead as he looks at you with anger. He’s furious. You’ve never seen him like this before. You can’t quite believe what you’re seeing, he’s always so cool calm and collected. But you’re actually a little scared, right now, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you though… right? “What have I told—”

“Yeah, I know what you’ve told me ‘n I don’t care!” you shout back, standing up from the bed and getting closer to him. “I wanna be with you, daddy… b-but you’re married t—”

“Yes, I’m married to your mother. But that does not mean you can—”

“’m allowed to date and fuck whoever I want! If you don’t want me, I’ll find someone who does.”

You’re silenced as Nanami covers your mouth and pins you against the nearest wall. His breathing is heavy and his whole body shakes. All you can do is stare into his soft brown eyes as both of your chests heave alternately. You aren’t sure what’s happening.

He isn’t capable of hurting you, that’s what you always thought, anyway.

Though his eyes that you thought were brimming with anger spill tears. Your body relaxes and your eyes widen in astonishment. He’s crying? Why? He can’t be that jealous, surely. Was it something you said?

“You really think I don’t want you?” he asks. He lets go of you, freeing your mouth so that you can speak. “I love you, sweetheart. I- It’s just… God, I love you.”

“But you said—”

“I know what I said. Listen to what I’m saying now.” he interrupts you. He wraps a hand, softly, around your throat. You feel him squeeze the sides of your neck, and you can’t keep your eyes off him. Every ounce of focus is given to him as you wait for him to speak. “I don’t want you fucking anyone but me. I don’t love your mother, I love you. But I shouldn’t feel that way, so it has to be a secret. Do you understand?”

“B-But why can’t we be t-together…” you cry a little, not really getting why you can’t be with the person you love. Of course your mother will be hurt, but you don’t care. You want to be happy, with Nanami, so what is the problem?

“Because I’ve been your daddy since you were a little girl, yeah? So it will look very bad. And I don’t want to hurt your mother. We can be together, but quietly. You know I love you, yeah? Answer me.”

“I k-know you love m-e…” your breath hitches and hiccups as you keep crying. You hate that things will never be how you truly wish them to be. But what can you do? You can’t say no when it comes to him. You can’t resist him.

“Tell me you love me.”

“I love you… daddy.”

“And you want me, yes? You want me to love you properly. Tell me how much. Go on. Beg for daddy.” he continues. Tears flow down your face as you realise you’ll always be powerless to him. He’ll always be able to control you and manipulate you into doing as he pleases. You will never be able to date or love or have a normal relationship because you’re too fixated on him. “C’mon, speak up, sweetheart.”

“Please… please daddy. Need you… need you so bad.” you start, sniffling and shaking beneath his touch as he delicately rubs the tears from your cheeks. “Jus’ need you, daddy… n-nobody else. No one can fuck me like daddy does,” you finish, a small gasp escapes you when you feel Nanami grab your thighs and force you to wrap your legs around his waist.

He kisses you against the wall, and apparently you’ve said the right thing. You’ve begged pathetically enough to earn his favour. And it’s humiliating, but you don’t care. Not when you can feel your daddy’s hard-on grinding against your panty-clad crotch.

You’re soaked. But you were already soaked after he pinned you against the wall. Feeling how dominating he is always riles you up. You forget, sometimes, until you get these little stolen moments.

He carries you to your bed and neither of you can bring yourselves to break the kiss as he unbuttons his trousers. You keep humping against him like a needy little bunny desperate to be bred. Neither of you even see the little damp patch you’ve stained onto his trousers.

You mewl, cutely, as he moves your cotton panties into the crease of your thigh.

“I’m going to fuck your little princess cunt, now, baby.” he whispers against your lips, kissing you sweetly again. “Oh, sweetheart… you’re so cute. So needy, yeah? Always feel better when you get this daddy cock.” he smiles, smothering your lips with his own as he pushes his heavy tip into you.

He devours your moans as he splits your pussy open. Your lips swallow him beautifully as the sticky lewdness of your slick folds reverberates through the room.

His thick length slides in and out of you roughly, and you feel like you’re drowning. His hand finds its way to your neck again. He won’t hurt you, you still think. He loves you after all. But you’ve never felt him like this before. His cock bullying itself as deep as it can possibly go and your braincells feel like they’re detaching from each other.

“T-There she is. My girl.” he speaks, his undoing evidently nigh as he begins to struggle to speak as eloquently as usual. “I know what’s best for my little girl. Don’t I?”

“Y-Yes, daddy…” you squeak out through your restricted airways.

“Didn’t have to flirt w-ith other boys to get my attention,” he continues, his cockhead leaking as he feels himself losing the battle against his self control. “T-This is what you’re made for, sweetheart. And your pussy… I won’t neglect you again. Because she needs- she needs daddy’s milk. No one else can do this. Just m- fuuuuuuuuck. Fuck, fuck.” he pants, emptying his balls into you as he continues thrusting deeper and deeper.

You pant, too, pussy spasming around his length as he hits your sweet spot one too many times.

He collapses on top of you and shows no signs of moving. And you both hum in satisfaction. Proud, though a little ashamed, of what just transpired.

You can’t feel too guilty when you have your daddy like this, though.

He’s mostly yours.

You’re all his.

And for these bittersweet moments, nothing else matters.

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 6 months

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the abandonment issues au,,

where Sun and Moon gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss their way into ur heart

and then turn into sad wet baby kittens when u find out and call them out on it <3

(copy and pasted from the space aces discord, sorry fellas lmao)

abandonment issues au:

ok what if. fucked up au time

where. reader is the new daycare assistant or a mechanic or smthn idk theyre working withh Sun and Moon thats the important part

i think it works better if theyre like, Sun n Moon's handler? Bc they r closer that way and it makes it more fucked up lmaooooo

so basically. this takes place right after Sun n Moon had their best friend-handler person leave bc Sun n Moon had been acting increasingly volatile n buggy n rlly just having issues but the more the previous handler tried to talk to them abt it and fix it the more they got anxious abt getting decommissioned and would cover up the problems n act like nothing was wrong

and eventually one day the previous handler nearly got rlly hurt and knew they had to leave bc it wasn't safe for them and they left a detailed warning/report for the mechanics

(and they didnt say goodbye, not out of malice or anything just bc they didnt want even more reasons for Sun n Moon to act up/potentially hurt them or themselves)

so. the mechanics did a total clean up of Sun n Moon's system, basically left their memories but scrubbed their data of a lot of the 'feelings' they'd had- mostly wiping away the feelings tied to 'good' memories, and the only thing Sun n Moon could do to fill in the void of 'feelings' was assign different feelings in their place, so when they once looked back and felt happy or nostalgic, now they feel confused and angry and sad and betrayed bc why was all of that happiness taken from them?? why did their handler hurt them like this??

so the scrubbing of their systems, which was one thing they really really didn't want to have done for fear of losing their memories entirely, DID work in putting their issues on a much lower level,, but it didn't get rid of the issues entirely. Now they're just,, easier to hide or play off or ignore. They're careful around the kids, of course, but they do at times have trouble with their motor controls or their speech will glitch slightly, etc

a few handlers come and go, never staying for more than a week or so- none of them really care about the job, don't see Sun n Moon as coworkers but more like fancy 'machines' with no real thoughts or emotions, they normally leave after Sun or Moon has a glitchy moment and nearly hurts them or, in at least one case, does hurt them by squeezing their wrist too hard. more often than not, the ppl applying for the position read the list of warnings n cautions and are like 'hell nahh' and bail immediately

then. in comes,, reader. local dumbass. most endearing of idiots. a bit dense. very much clueless. dearly beloved

you're the first one to really treat them like your coworkers, making small talk and being friendly and kind and patient and laughing at their jokes. you smile when you introduce yourself, offering your hand for them to shake- not afraid of them or their little twitches at all. god, how they missed that. you remind them of their previous handler, if only in how you see them like theyre people and not machines.

and they make a mutual agreement to do whatever they can to keep you as their handler. even if it means dodging around company rules and policies by doing something like crumpling up the confidential 'warning' forms, ortelling the occasional white lie, like forging your signature onto the papers when your back is turned and making sure it makes it to your manager without either of you noticing who exactly was putting it on their desk.

you've already started calling them your friends the first time they have a glitchy moment. you're doing detailing work on their endoskeleton, really just cleaning dust away and making sure everything looks the way it does in the manual, when they break something- a tablet, a pen, your phone, whatever it is, it happens in an instant and startles you.

when Sun n Moon come to and realize whats happened theyre terrified. what if you use this as some kind of excuse to leave? What if you abandon them, just like their previous handler did? What if you start treating them differently, or you tell the staff that they need to be scrapped

so when you ask what that was about, they're frantic, quick to come up with something, anything that might make you shrug and forget all about it,

"Well, you WERE just working on their insides, right? That must have been something YOU did to suddenly make us do something like THAT! There's no way else it could have happened. Right?"

You take the lie hook, line, and sinker, apologizing profusely, promising to try harder to make sure nothing like that happens again. The relief they feel is almost euphoric. They pat you on the head kindly, reassuring you that they know you didn't do it on purpose, it was just a little mess up! You're fine, friend, we forgive you.

From then on, they dodge blame and truth alike, most often redirecting your attention to something you must have said or done to make something so strange and out of character for them happen so suddenly, and you believe them, full of apologies and careful words and actions and nervous worrying about doing things wrong and hurting them somehow. It's cute, how anxious you can get. It's cuter, how you melt for their comfort and reassurance.

They play the song and dance with you again and again, weaving doubt and guilt into you more and more frequently. Until one day, you mumble something about how 'maybe i'm not cut out for this, maybe i should switch to be on the janitorial team instead, or some other department, i don't want to hurt you guys, or-or be the reason someone else gets hurt, i clearly dont know what im doing, and it's only gotten worse, maybe i should talk to my manager,,' and they panic

don't be silly, friend!!!! you can't just leave like that, what about the kids, what about that puppet show you had helped them plan, did you really want to just abandon all that?? so what if maybe they had the occasional hiccup, you were always there to smooth it over, who cared whether they dropped things from time to time, or- or broke a toy or two, that didn't matter, did it??? You were getting so good at being their handler, your little mistakes were normal, come on, you don't want to leave your very best friends. Do you?

and you cave, agreeing to stay, and they are so, so extremely careful to hide their little moments from you for several weeks, making sure you don't notice their tiny twitches or split seconds of glitchy voices, maybe keeping a closer eye on you than would be comfortable, watching over your shoulder each time you type up a report about the day, giving the manager a loathsome glower behind your back whenever they happen by,, and every time you leave you say 'i'll see you guys tomorrow!,' they grab onto your sleeve and respond with 'promise?' so you always know that they really, really do want you to come back

and then. one day,, you decide to go looking in their files for something small and silly, like what kinds of updates had been added to their pick-up protocols, and you find the warnings and cautions forms

and you see your signature on them, but you would definitely remember this and you are absolutely certain you have never seen these papers in your life. and you take the papers and you go to ask them about it.

"i thought you said you never had any problems before? you told me you never had any issues before but this- this is full of things that you- and you, you've been having these problems for that long??"

they stumble over their words, frantic, panicked, backpedaling on everything theyve ever said, trying meekly to grab the papers from your hands, piling excuses on excuses

"you knew? you knew you were having these problems, and you didn't tell me? and you- you told me it was my fault!"

you're close to tears, hurt that they lied more than anything. you keep backing away from them, dodging their attempts to get the forms. they don't know which is worse- seeing that look on your face, or when they were left without so much as a goodbye.

"you could have told me. i thought i was the reason for everything, i thought i was hurting you, and you just... you lied right to my face and let me think that."

theyre putting on their best soothing voice, movements slow and gentle, wanting to comfort you and wipe those tears away and reassure you somehow that this- this isn't their fault, none of it is, it never was, they're fine and you're fine and nothing was ever wrong, and everything will be fine if only you calm down and stay

you can tell they arent really listening. you take a deep breath and turn away from them, scraping the tears from your face. you tell them you're going to go home and write up a report about all of this and when you come back you can go over it together before you send it to management, but right now you're leaving because you need space to breathe and time to think

but all they hear is that you're leaving, and they panic.

they don't hurt you, of course! but right now you're not allowed to leave.

you try to shut out the sound of them crying and apologizing and begging, even if it breaks your heart, because right now all you want to do is go home and lie in your stupid bed and have a stupid cry in your favorite pajamas. but you try every door you can think of- none of them open. you've sstayed past closing more than once, but the doors aren't normally shuttered for another two hours,, and you're pretty sure the night guard isn't even here yet

the entire time you're walking around the 'plex, Moon is trailing sadly behind you, waiting with the saddest, most pathetic wet cat look an animatronic can achieve, for you to turn and face them again

and thus begins what is probably the longest night of your life, spent trying to avoid your animatronic friends/coworkers who are acting like the worlds clingiest ex who just got broken up with and who can't stop dropping sad love songs in ur dms

by the time morning rolls around, they agree to actually go to parts n services and cooperate and try their best to get whatever is wrong with them repaired, even if it means they might get decomissioned. in the mean time, you promise to come back once they're fixed and work with them to help them get back to their old selves- or at least, back to how they were before any potentially dangerous bugs

basically this is the 'sun and moon have abandonment issues and gaslight you abt it' au

idk what else would happen tbh idk why i thought this au needed to exist either but here we are *lays facedown in a puddle*

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I hate leaving my home because then I compare myself to every girl I see.

They are like everything. I can’t tell if I love or hate them. Either way I want to be them

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asmolfolk · 1 year

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Hello! Can I please request Zagreus x reader headcanons for what Zagreus would be like if he gets jealous? Thank you!

Okay... That would be a continuation of this headcanons! ^^

I don't think Zagreus would get jealous so quickly! So I made some scenarios were he could get a lil' jelly. [And I'm seriously wanting to make one Greek Gods x [You] series after so many thoughts about Poseidon, Apollo and Dionysus as boyfriends and being Hera's 'secret' lover - Like, before marrying Zeus or something like that.] If Anyone wants to see that, please tell me :]

So, to refresh your minds about the personalities traits:

Sun [Extroverted, funny and carefree people.] - GOD.

Moon [Introverts, gentle and creative people.] - UNDERWORLD GOD.

Eclipse [Ambiverts, can change their humors a lot.] - HALFBLOOD.

Cloud [Quiet, smart and can be someone gentle] - PUNISHED SOUL

Rain [An confort zone, caring and gentle but just for the ones that they care about.] - FORCED TO LIVE IN THE UNDERWORLD, GOD.

Rainbow [Flirty, charming and adventurous.] - GOD MENTIONED BY OTHERS.

This header was made by this amazing person!

Zagreus Jealous

Does he get jealous quickly?

No, he doesn't.

Zagreus isn't some kind of yandere or anything like that, he knows that you can handle any situation very well - So, he doesn't get jealous of anything.

Everything seems okay to him; You want an poly relationship? Okay, talk to him and he will make this work well. You want to date his dad? No. You want to date Dyonisus? All fine for him.

But, he can get Jealous quickly if people can do things that he can't with you.

What does he get jealous of?

That depends on the personality you chose. If it is Sun or Eclipse, he gets jealous about how the other gods can just... Go and talk to you, hug you, kiss you...

If it is Moon, Cloud or Rain, he is probably going to get jealous if you are approaching or give too many gifts to other beings, especially if he - by himself - doesn't get that many gifts - Or - you giving too much attention to someone other than him or his family.

If you are Rainbow, if you are flirting too much with others, he can feel a little jealous - especially if you start getting touchy with them.

It's very difficult to get him jealous and not mad. [Situations that some people put to 'jealousy act' (SA) would get him mad - what is not the ask.]

How does he act?

When he is jealous... Well... It is a little difficult to say with 100% certainty - because his actions change depending on what you like and if you are in the underworld and everything.

He starts to roll his eyes at the subject [The other person], especially if they are trying to get your attention. He WILL be very very sarcastic with the other person, even mocking their words.

With you [around the other person] he would just play off as being chill and would just give some hints about his jealousy for you to understand that he wants to talk with you alone. [He wouldn't make you just let your friend behind just because he felt jealousy]

With you, alone, he would explain everything that he felt and ask for forgiveness - cause he couldn't control his own feelings. You would need to say some kind stuff to him, in your own way, to make him understand that feeling jealousy is normal... And that he shouldn't feel so down about that.

...Now, you would want to know how he would act with the personality that you chose... Right?

.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。

✿°。Sun - Combine Boon✿°

.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。

You and Aphrodite combined boons for your true love... Well, things didn't go as right as you thought.

You thought that it was a GREAT and FUNNY idea to surprise your boyfriend. You and Aphrodite just appear two time - in the beginning and to get a combine boon, after that, it seemed like you two just disappeared... Of course, it was part of your fun plan!

You and Aphrodite were chilling around after getting Zeus and Hades permission to go down there and were just waiting for Zagreus to chose between your boon or Aphrodite. With an 0,3 time record, he choosed your boon.

"Thank you, my beloved! I will remember this~ I would Aaaaalways choose you too!"

"What a shame... Could I be the third person into your relationship? Oh wait, I already am." Aphrodite was talking about being the third wheel... But, Zagreus [who was thinking that you two were acting suspicious] understanded... Another meaning.

"Heeey! Don't say it like that!"

He didn't like it. He just avoided the heart (Aphrodite's skill) and killed all the monsters, before just picking Aphrodite boon so he could continue his way, not saying anything.

You could sense there was something wrong with Zagreus, but you couldn’t actually tell exactly what… But you were so happy and excited for Zagreus to get back at Hades’s place so you could surprise him that you didn’t even think about how sus everything sounded.

And after some time, Zagreus died… Well, no sh- But he got back at the ‘checkpoint’, where… Tada! You were there too!

“. . .Oh my, if it isn’t Zagreus’s partner!” With Hypnos' lack of keeping secrets and surprises, he would be upfront with that information. Zagreus quickly turned his head so he could see… You. You … The vision he had - first seeing you - was probably one of the prettiest in his head.

he didn’t wait, just runned to hug you with all the speed he had - using his dash to be close enough to you before just pulling you to his embrace. Aphrodite would laugh at this demonstration of affection.

“Seems like Zagreus and you match~” She would say, happily almost not seeing how dark and dull his eyes would be almost hostily towards her “Oh my- I should apologize for what I did say earlier~ I understand that you misunderstood my words, I was talking about being the ‘Third wheel’ and not the ‘lover’~”

“Oh… I see, it's my fault.” He would say in his worried but sorry tone as he created a little distance between you and him “...Though… Could I talk with you, [Reader]?”

He would guide you to his room, there, he would be way more upfront with his thoughts… “Look, I’m sorry… I… I just couldn’t say those things in front of Hypnos and Aphrodite… But… I got jealous of that whole thing… I just noticed that you could live happily with some god of the Olympus. It would be way easier and you wouldn’t have too much trouble… Especially because of having to go through a lot of stuff just so you can get into the Underworld.”

“Do you think I give a single fuck?” You would say, with your characteristic smile and would pinch Zagreus’s cheek “I love you, Zagreus… And if I need to go to hell, another dimension or whatever to be with you, I will.”

“...You are too… Much… You know?” He would say with a chuckle.

“You were the one that, for the first time seeing me, guided me to your room.”

*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*

°∴,*⋅〖Moon☽ 〗

*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*

Hypnos and you started to get very close... Because of that, some souls didn't know about your true romantic relationship and would have their doubts.

Hypnos and you - for some reason - were getting very close, maybe it was because you could see his value, you don’t judge his laziness and tries to help in what you can, even defending him from the verbal attacks from the others gods - Even if it was from the mighty Nyx or Hades.

Because of your protection, an ‘meme’ started towards the souls - “Zagreus, his partner [you] and Zagreus's partner husband [Hypnos].”

No one seemed actually uncomfortable with that joke and - sometimes - Zagreus or Hypnos would kindly laugh it off and change the topic - But, this day, a Soul asked in front of others [loudly] if Hypnos was your boyfriend.

“No.” That was your fast answer.

“Hahahaha… How is that even an question...?" Hypnos would try to laugh it off, because he could feel Zagreus glare towards him - waiting for his answer “No, no. They are with this handsome fellow” Hypnos would point toward Zagreus and the words that the soul told Zagreus what they thought about the situation.

“Well, you should be careful then. They are too close.”

“Excuse me, but I trust both of them. If they were in love, I know that they would tell me… And, I’m not against polyamour.”

The soul would stay quiet after that, Hypnos would sigh of relief and you would just wait patiently for Zagreus to go back to his room - following your boyfriend, you would hug him - bringing him closer to your body as a ‘gift’.

“Even as a God, I’ve never heard something as sweet as that… I’m happy that you trust me… But I could feel a hint of jealousy.”

“I’m sorry, dear. Some feelings are difficult for me to… Understand, I admit that I was a little jealous of how fast you two became friends. Just that… But - I do not think you would ever cheat on me. I know and believe when you say you’re loyal.”

╭⋟─────────────────────╮

✦ ✧ Eclipse ✦ ✧

╰─────────────────────⋞╯

You were in the middle of a training session with Heracles... For the first time, Zagreus appeared in the Olympus in the middle of it... And- Well, a misunderstanding started. [I swear it's not like the ones where the other person just lets it all be the way it is and doesn't try to explain.]

As always, your training with another demigod was marked - This time with the champion, Heracles. Your muscles were hurt, and you could feel a heavy pain around your neck, with that, Heracles promised you a great massage. Then be it… The only bad thing was that you were almost naked in front of your long distance boyfriend with a 2-3 meters muscular soft boy behind you.

“Oh shit.” You would say making it seem more sus than it already is.

“Am I interrupting… Something?” Zagreus would ask, waiting for you to realize that he was on Olympus.

“HOLY COW! YOU ARE IN OLYMPUS, WHAT IN HERA!?” You would run towards Zagreus, hugging him “And Alcides was just giving me a massage, we were training.”

“Oh… I see… I have to admit that I got a little jealous of what I have seen.”

“Ah, He is Zagreus- right? Your prince, [You]? And you shouldn’t get jealous of us, I’m married.” Alcides would ask while making his way towards both of you “As they said, I’m Alcides - Heracles is my ‘nickname’... We could say that.”

“Pleasure meeting you… Your father told me about you, Hera never gives up, hn?”

“Never…” Alcides said with an expressionless face.

“Well, we should catch things up, right Zagreus?” Noticing that Alcides is thinking about his dead family, you would say “How about you come with us? It would be fun.”

“Count me in.”

❉ ╤╤╤╤ ✿ ╤╤╤╤ ❉

✦ ❘ ༻C l o u d༺ ❘ ✦

❉ ╤╤╤╤ ✿ ╤╤╤╤ ❉

You were just chilling around, until an soul started to talk with you... Flirt with you... You ignored they, but they continued.

Being also a soul made some souls think that the underworld would be their dating app. You were ignoring that soul for… Minutes? Hours? You didn’t know. All that you knew was that Zagreus' hand was around your waist.

“Is there any problem?” Zagreus would ask - already tired of all of that fucking flirt.

“...No-” The soul would get the fuck out-

“...You shouldn’t just ignore, some souls told me you were ‘giving attention to them’, I suggest that you call Cerberus…”

“I prefer to just ignore… It’s not like I care about fake news… About that, did you… Believe it?”

“To be honest? No, but I couldn’t control the hint of jealousy that I felt… It was… Horrible and - as your boyfriend, I know that I should expose those feelings for you to understand it... And help me.”

“I’m sorry… I... Do feel jealous about you too... Sometimes.”

“You have no faults, my princess… And, remember, you are the only one who has my heart in your hands.”

╭-°—✞—˚✧❨✧˚—✞—°-╮

»•»Rain«•«

╰-°—✞—˚✧❨✧˚—✞—°-╯

You finally did it... You made the perfect potion! It allowed you and Zagreus to walk freely in the human world for 24 hours. But, maybe you happened to catch a random man's attention...

You missed how the sun would go through your skin, how you could feel the wind… And Zagreus seemed in love with the feeling too. Finally… The both of you were there, without the other gods to know… But, at least, you could make Zagreus be away from some ‘god connected place’ by your knowledge of them.

Zagreus was swimming with you, he thought that that would be cool - and, It actually is!... But the uncool part is explaining how to swim to that prince. Well, after a long time, you caught someone's attention. In this case - Someone you didn’t want.

A random person walked towards you.

“What a beauty… Wouldn’t you like to let that… Zombie there and come with me for a lil’ fun?” They would say, kneeling in front of you “You know, he doesn’t seem wealthy at all.”

“Pardon?” You would ask, with a confused expression - “What?... You think- You think I’m beautiful?” They would just smile and nod “MY zombie thinks that too!” You pointed to Zagreus “So, yeah, not going to change my zombie for some random.”

“Oh alright, then.” The person just nodded and then got up “Wish the both of you an good day” Now, what the fuck- Is that how being catcalled works nowadays?

“What a weird person-” Before you could continue your words, Zagreus were hugging you from behind “Hey, no fucking in water-”

“...What?- I- I just wanted to hug you and tell you thanks…”

“Ah… Didn’t know, you can continue it.”

┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞ 〈 ⏣ 〉 ⋟ ┈ ┈ ┈

══✿══╡°˖✧Rainbow✿✧˖°╞══✿══

┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞ 〈 ⏣ 〉 ⋟ ┈ ┈ ┈

You thought it was a good idea to flirt around with anyone... Well, Zagreus didn't think so.

Zagreus and you started a closed relationship, Hades still hates you for just appearing out of nowhere - demanding to marry his son [Like, who the fuck are you?] but when he looked at Zagreus and saw his… Shiny eyes - He knew that you were someone important to him. That’s why he decided to give his blessing to the relationship, but ONLY if you two could be together for 3 months without an big fight.

With that, Persephone suggested some ‘challenges’ to Zagreus and you, being one of them ‘flirting around’, they wanted to see your and Zagreus reaction to someone trying to flirt with both of you.

The soul would go towards Zagreus first while you were asking something for the cooker. The soul would start with a respectful bow to Zagreus and would say “I’m sorry, master Zagreus , but if I don’t have a bed how am I going to serve you?”

He almost choked - You didn’t seem bothered though, just continuing what you were doing while Zagreus tried to think about an answer. “I’m sorry but, I would suggest not flirting with me… I don’t feel comfortable with that.” A simple and honest answer, it would be enough to make the soul step back until just started to do something else. Zagreus would sigh and start looking at you, making sure you weren’t mad about his answer or anything. “All fine, [reader]?”

Your answer would be a nod while finishing your meal “Duude, the food here is HOT as F U C K, not as hot as you though.” With that simple answer you got Zagreus a lil’ flustered, he was going to say something but another soul approached the table where you two were.

The soul just said “Bro, I’m in hell or Heaven? Because all I see it’s a angel.”

“I’m no angel, but I can guide you to heaven.”

“In bed?”

“Not only in bed~”

Zagreus was seriously taking this horrible flirting as seriously? Maybe, after all, he never saw you flirt with more than 3 phrases to someone. He did show to be a little discomfortable though, he would just look at you.

“Well, good talk buuut bye bye~” You would notice that he wanted to talk with you and would give 0 fucks to the soul anymore “What is it, darling?~”

“It’s just… I don’t think I kind of like you doing that kind of stuff with other people, like, it’s just a feeling… Like the flirting was looking very personal… And while I couldn't answer you proply”

“Oh… Sweetie! I’m glad you told me, I hate when people feel discomfortable by it and they just let me do it and AAAFTER that, they even tell others that I was the one who didn’t communicate!” - Okay, Zagreus is asking you about that ex-

[And Persephone is taking notes - While Hades is asking himself 'Did I made a mistake?']

#x reader #zagreus x reader #zagreus #hades games headcanon #hades game #hades game x reader #headcanon #hades imagine #gn reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #jealousy #tw jealousy #zagreus x you

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witch-hazels-musings · 2 years

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they can’t know

warning: sfw, kinda angsty - mentions of other harbingers (Pantalone, Pulcinella), jealousy (childe)

Childe x gn reader | antholoogy

a-n: what if Childe brought you to Snezhnaya with him, and worst of all, what if someone found out

The room was so quiet you could hear the sound of the ice cracking as it crept down the walls. The argument has dissipated but the vitriol and disdain laid heavy in the air. Honestly though, what did you expect when nine Harbingers gathered into one room.

For many this was a day of mourning, but here it was a day of one-upsmanship, of plotting, of gaining ground for the eyes of the one that chained them to a commitment they couldn’t escape - though few would want to. It was a nightmare of a place, and that’s exactly why Childe kept you as far from the gathering as possible.

He hated it here.

Childe rubbed the back of his neck as he hastily made his way down the frozen halls. Snezhnaya was already a land locked in constant snowfall, trapped in a frigged tundra not even the Pyro Archon could thaw. He never understood why the Tsaritsa would shield all her buildings in the frost too. With a click of his tongue and a sharp pull at his jacket, he rounded the corner and headed back to the place he hoped you’d still be.

As soon as he saw two of them meandering their way down the hall ahead of him, he felt a chill run down his spine. Don’t turn ... damnit. Childe picked up the pace.

Their voices grew louder as he approached. Were they also lodged in this part of the capital building? Was he that much of a fool to think keeping you as close to him as possible was really the safest place? He shook his head and scolded himself, of course it was, he would ensure your safety as long as you stayed beside him - no matter who his foe was. He’d fight the world for you.

“Ah, Tartaglia,” one of the Harbingers said, head tilted to the side as they drummed their fingers together. Pantalone grinned sweetly as he faced the youngest harbinger and though the smile would have fooled anyone else, Childe new better than to trust him. “Retiring to your room so soon?”

“Yes, if you’ll-”

“Come on, it would be a waste if we didn’t enjoy each others company when we have it,” his eyes were closed as he spoke which always unsettled Childe. How did he know where he was looking and why did it always seem like he was looking directly through him. “Wouldn’t you agree, Pulcinella?”

The smaller harbinger looked up from his cane, his glasses catching in the light, shimmering like snowflakes across the dark blue walls. “It is a prime opportunity, comrade, and one we should invite in on this day.” Pulcinella appeared sad, his usual driven and composed eyes drifted toward remorse as he looked at Childe. Out of all the Harbingers, he was the one who seemed to care the most about each of his comrades, even if he disliked them.

Childe was just about to decline their offer, or perhaps lie and say he would join them shortly only to keep as much of a distance as he could, when the door to his room opened and out stepped the one person he feared.

“C-Childe?” Your face showed signs of worry but as soon as you spied him among the group, the light of familiarity flashed so brightly it threatened to melt the icy halls. He faltered, just long enough for you to look at the other two harbingers and that was his first mistake.

“Well, hello there,” Pantalone took a step toward you, face inching closer and closer to yours. Childe swore his heart was going to dart out from his chest and punch him. “Just who might you be?”

“No one.” Childe stepped in between the two of you, his hand flush against your arm as he pushed you behind him. His size managed to cover most of you but the damage was already done. They knew about you and that was as bad as it could get.

“No one you say,” Pantalone’s eyes opened slightly and Childe tensed. He wasn’t afraid to fight anyone, anything, but fighting him would certainly be a battle he didn’t want to have right now; it would put you at risk. Still, Childe knew the tendencies of harbingers, and he certainly knew how addictive it was to want something as badly as he wanted you.

The tension in the hall was so thick it made it hard to breathe. Shapes of conflicting visions, patters of delusions rose across the walls. Suddenly, he felt something warm against his back and as his hand became filled with yours, he realized you could sense his fury.

Pulcinella’s cut through the atmosphere with a quick strike of his cane on the ground. It made a sharp, painful ring echo throughout the hallway but seemed to dissipate the antagonistic auras building around the two taller harbingers. “Comrades, today is not this day. Pantalone, let us be on our way.”

“Of course, you are right dear friend.”

“Wouldn’t want to keep the others waiting.” Childe said in his fake timbre, the one he used when he was trying to play someone. Though he realized it wasn’t subtle like it should be, especially since every word he uttered was surrounded with a sharp threats of, ‘leave, or you won’t get the chance too.’

“Farewell then,” Pantalone said with a polite bow before taking a few steps down the hall. Childe didn’t even get a chance to breathe before he turned back as if to tempt the already boiling waters, “Oh, Tartaglia,” he called out, a smug grin plastered on his face, “Next time,” he chuckled, dangerously, and though it was a simple comment, the tone he laced it with turned on every alarm in Childe’s brain. “do bring y/n along to play, won’t you?” He waved goodbye until he, and his laugh, faded into the hallway.

Childe clenched his teeth, eyes narrowed dangerous, vision glowing as it dripped in his rage. He was furious, worried, afraid, beside himself, and if you weren’t gripping onto his coat he might have called upon his daggers then and there.

You called to him, tugged him into the room, touched your fingers to his chest and let him take yours in his, but all Childe could do was seethe as he feverishly thought about what he was going to do to the person who told Pantalone your name.

#hazels drabbles #childe x reader #childe x gn reader #childe #genshin impact childe #tartagila #fun with the harbingers #oh man #this didn't go in all the directions I wanted it too #but it's still pretty good #jealous childe #tw jealousy #genshin impact #genshin impact X reader #genshin impact musings #genshin impact fiction

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✦ 𝟎𝟎𝟒 ✧ 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐀𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐝

© 2023 Intoxicated-Chan, I do not allow my work to be copied, translated, modified, adapted, or put on any other platform without permission. Any photos used do not belong to me! Credits to @/cafekitsune for the divider!!

Series’ Masterlist // Wattpad Vers.

(A/n) // I’ll be writing a Miguel O’Hara x Reader book soon! Haven’t confirmed the date but have an idea. Like this book, it will have dark content. How do you all feel about it?

Content Warnings // Heavy smoking, jealousy, stalking, breaking and entering, mentions of established relationship,

Word Count // 1.3k

I never thought that my interactions with Vash upset Wolfwood. Now that I think about it, I never knew if someone was upset with me or not…

You could tell the mood was off when you came back. Vash had his back turned from Wolfwood but still spoke to him and Wolfwood had a tone whenever he did speak. It was like the two of them were giant children, even more so when they dropped their attitudes and continued acting like long time friends.

Woflwood hurried home, while you were left with Vash, “Is… Everything alright?” You ask him.

Vash was quick to nod, with a relaxed smile on his face, “Oh yeah, Wolfwood may seem mean but I can see it in his eyes. He isn’t so scary when you get the chance to know him.”

“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.”

Wolfwood was jealous. The sight of you sitting next to Vash was killing him, it made his heart ache. His emotions were all over the place after seeing you talk with Vash, even more when he learned that you and Vash already had some kind of relationship.

But it didn’t seem like you two knew each other, how did he know? The sheepish look on Vash’s face. He always had that face whenever he met someone new. He hated how everyone fell for his charm but not his. Wolfwood hated everything about Vash.

He was on his second pack already, almost done with it as well. Smoking while stressed wasn’t one of his best ideas, but it did take his mind off of Vash. But even the confinements of his room didn’t stop his binge smoking.

His house, his room especially, reeked of cigarettes and he was sure that his walls were a light yellow.

He puffed the next air of smoke out his window, a little too late since it wasn’t going to help with the smell of his house. There was a hint of guilt every time he smoked in his room, but it’s not like you’re here…

It’s not like you’re in his house, exploring to your heart’s content. The idea of having you all to himself in his place, thinking about blowing smoke in your direction just to watch you hacking up a lung at the bitter smell.

But it all made him think back to the talk on your phone. You seemed all giggly, blushing like a teenage girl. And he recognizes those emotions anywhere.

It was worse when he thought about Vash having a chance but it becomes a problem when it seems you are already taken for.

He hisses loudly, tossing his finished cigarette away and already lighting another one.

It’s not like he can control your actions, he’s only met you yesterday. You belong to some other bastard, but maybe he could change that…

8:12 PM - (Y/N)’S HOUSE

Wolfwood knew Vash pretty well, and Vash could never say no whenever someone asked for help. It’s one of the things that many people took advantage of, Meryl always had to scare them away so they wouldn’t do it again. Sure, it broke Vash’s heart but he didn’t have it in him to hate them. Which is another thing Wolfwood hates about him.

‘And Vash wasn’t a fan of staying home. He’s the worker that comes in very early.’

He was right, even more so when he found your house seemingly empty. Lights off, the car gone and there seems to be no presence inside. Vash works in two hours, giving him more than enough time to rummage your place.

He climbs up carefully, peeking his head just a little bit. He was lucky that your room was in the back of your house, otherwise the neighbors would’ve called already.

His hand presses up against your window, sliding it open with ease. It’s almost laughable at how you don’t lock your bedroom window, even if it was on the second floor.

He’s in. The scent of your perfume hits him first, taking a good whiff. He then moves to your drawer. Lotions, a brush, perfumes, and a notepad… It seems you had a busy schedule today, and without hanging out with Vash, you’d have a few hours to yourself before heading out to buy some gifts.

Before he could grab a peek at your laptop, a photo catches his eye that sits next to your notepad.

“The hell?” Nicholas growls, staring at the photo he comes across. It was you next to a familiar male, he was quite close to you, making him angrier. It was when he read the back his anger was confirmed.

Happy 2nd anniversary! Love, Livio, <3

Out of all the people you chose to love, it just had to be his best friend, his own brother…

“Here!” Vash quickly comes to your aid, taking the keys from your hand, “This one?” You nod, he opens the door for you.

“Thanks, Vash.” You pant. Vash takes the bags from your hands, letting you stretch them out. Before you can stop Vash, he’s already out the door retrieving the other bags. You didn’t have the heart to stop him, not with those puppy eyes of his.

“Thanks again, Vash.” Closing the door when he gets the final bags, “Let me get you something to drink.”

“Water’s fine.” You toss him a bottle of water, watching him gulp it down with ease.

*BARK* *BARK* *BARK*

“The fuck?” You jump at the sudden sound of your dog barking, “Right. It’s my dog. They get all excited when they hear me. Anyways, thanks for helping me tonight. Sorry you had to waste your time.”

Vash shakes his head, “It’s no problem, I got time to get ready for work. Besides, you have a wonderful home, (Y/n)-Chan, it’s really big.”

“Thanks, it’s a shame that I’m the only person, well besides my boyfriend.”

Vash freezes, feeling his heart drop, “Boyfriend?”

Guess it’s not a secret anymore… “His name is Livio. He’s returning this week from overseas.”

“What was he doing overseas?”

“Another business meeting.”

‘How could I be so blind?’

“Anyways, I should get (D/n). Would you like to meet them? I promise their friendly.”

“Ah, next time. I gotta get going to work.” Vash stands and makes his way towards your door, “Have a good night, (Y/n)-Chan.”

“You too Vash, and good luck at work.”

He waves and leaves, shutting the door behind him.

*BARK* *BARK* *BARK*

“Oh shit!” You rush up the stairs, “I’m coming, my child!”

“Friendly dog my ass!” Wolfwood shouts as he finally makes it out. He breathes heavily as he tries to catch his breath. Your dog startled him, he didn’t know about a dog.

“Well, it was worth it.” Looking at a few items in his small bag. Then his phone rings…

2:32 AM - WOLFWOOD’S HOUSE

It was late at night when Wolfwood returned home. He kicked off his shoes with a groan, tired, feeling sweaty, and the stench of cigarettes filled his nostrils. But he continued walking to his guest room, smiling when he saw his old friend.

“Thanks for letting me stay.” He spoke, thanking Wolfwood.

“It’s no big deal. Take your time with plannin’ the surprise for your girlfriend~”

“You’re the best Nicholas.”

“Don’t mention it, Livio. We’re brothers after all.”

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