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#again im very sorry but im wishing you SO much luck

napping-sapphic · 5 months

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Hello! I have a Situation and its totally cool if you're not able to give advice but im looking for advice anyway bc im autistic and have no idea how to navigate romantic situations.

So ive had a friend since i was 12 her pronouns are she/they so i will be using both. Im now 20 and they're 21. I've known I like girls since i was 13. And shes pan.

So, in the past, ive had like fleeting thoughts of dating/kissing them but i usually just shake my head and think "nah i cant possibly want to date her bc they're my best friend, i just have very strong platonic feelings." Like Very Strong. Ive literally said that i will always compare my feelings for a future romantic partner with my feelings for her bc they're so strong.

So im honestly not sure if i would know if i was in love with someone unless it hit me in the face, and i am currently feeling like it has hit me in the face. I woke up at like 4 am last night from a dream just thinking "omygosh im in love with her" and ive been journaling and thinking all day ahout my feelings and im starting to think ive just been in strong denial/oblivious about my feelings. Both bc im autistic and have difficulty identifying emotions and bc im demiromantic and rarely experience romantic attraction so i dont have much experience with it.

I guess the point of this ask is about any advice you can give regarding knowing if i actually have romantic feelings and if i do,, like what do i do about it??? Should i tell them? We have a really strong friendship and i dont wanna make her uncomfortable. I think ill be okay not acting on my feelings but its been literally less than 24 hrs since realizing my feelings might be romantic and i dont know if it will be difficult to hide or what to do about it. They're also like my only close friend so i cant just ask her what to do like i would normally, which is why im asking you.

Again, i understand if you cant answer this bc its a pretty personal situation but i would appreciate any advice.

Thank you! :)

Ahh once again prefacing with the fact that I am really Not Qualified to give advice on most things😅 but I can give you my take as an outsider on the situation and with my (very limited experience) in case that might help you at all, but again really take all of this with a LARGE grain of salt i am a VERY unqualified stranger on the internet so most of what i say is probably nonsense😅

I feel like this is like my go to advice but I’d say just wait it out tbh, as someone who was in capital L love with their childhood best friend for a while it really just came down to time for me. It took a while for me to be sure whether the feelings were romantic or platonic for SURE. Especially since the platonic love stayed for me even when the romantic love began🤷‍♀️ it made it extra tricky to tell lol.

My ‘oh this is NOT just platonic’ realization came from YEARS of excessive thinking about them, WAY too much jealousy when they dated other people, a LOT of thoughts and urges about holding their hand, a lot of comparing them to people i had passing crushes on, and (i kid you not) an embarrassing amount of love poems teenage me wrote about them lol😅

However! The slow process and thinking it through also lead me to the conclusion that i did NOT want to date them. Being a couple just wouldn’t work for us and I value them so so so SO much as my best friend and really need them in my life as that separate, constant, platonic relationship that I deeply love and care for. It works better for us than any sort of dating could🤷‍♀️ not to mention all of our other clashing traits that just wouldn’t work if our relationship was romantic. And now I’m honestly really not romantically interested in them anymore, they’re just my best friend and always will be :)

I dont think it’s too unusual to fall a bit (or a lot) romantically in love with a best or close friend, I think the more important thing to recognize is whether it’s something worth acting on, that you’re willing to act on, and that will be good for both of you to act on

So I’d say ruminate on it! There’s no pressure to figure it out, if you start getting too preoccupied with it you can try talking it through with them, not even as a confession type thing, you can simply have a conversation letting them know you’re a little confused or wanting their opinion if you think they’ll be receptive to it. Best I can tell you is that there’s no clock on figuring it out, there’s no “right” way to define what type of love you feel, and to remember that either way you’ve got a great person in your life. I’m very sorry I can’t be more help and if anyone has any other advice feel free to leave it in the notes for this person! Good luck to you and I hope you find what you’re looking for soon <3!!

#asks #if i remember right this is my fourth case of giving probably shit advice im so sorry anon #ALSO remember to trust yourself more than me or anyone else you ask for advice💪#also ALSO sorry i talk a lot #i talk more when i get uncertain about what i’m saying😓#again im very sorry but im wishing you SO much luck #🐙🪼🦐🐠🐟🐬🦞🦀🐋🐡 <- calming aquarium trip for you!!

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chrisevansonly · 9 months

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𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥? | 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

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✯you love your bf, so much so that everyone knows you as lando’s girl or are you….

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adoregojo · 4 months

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valentines - sae itoshi x reader

yayyyyy I finished it, im free :3 im so freaking sleepy rn warnings: angst, very happy ending the chap before: one

2017

it's been years since you last saw sae.

those 3 years without the elder itoshi felt unfilled, missing it familiar spark. visiting the sea doesn't feel the same without the reddish-brown boy alongside with you. his endless grumbles about how luck keeps running the opposite direction and it's always loss in the in of his road were now just a remains echoing inside your head.

it's not that his face wasn't rememberable anymore, in fact, his face was glued on every bug screen around japan. under the name of the japan prodigy himself. however his face was blurry and those big-screens always do him unjustifiably. pictures were good, but sae grew. oh how you wished you could have grew together again.

you missed his actual face, when he would reveal his rare unseen smile to you. even when he didn't smile, there was something there, your grandma always said that his eyes would go soft under the mention of your name. when actual emotions were still swirling in his heartland. now you looking at his face, his slime teal eyes were so..bleary.. sae looked like he lost all his colours.

you wished you could embrace him, just like you used to when you two were kids after he flunked his math test and the first thing he does is let you hug him and play with his hair, sae told you that he would never let someone else do that to him yet the word shameless was unfound beside you.

but now you were helpless. thinking about the great distance itself between you two was crushing.

you kept writing, and sae promised to write back. at least he did at first, within the next months his letters and calls were fading, draining each day, they were getting awfully dry to the point you felt he was just saying anything to make shut you down. but in the end he stopped completely. no matter how much you texted or called they were never answered.

yet you kept on writing, even when he didn't reply. you sent him birthday cards on his, remained him of yours as well. however he never responded. you write and send, write and send, write and send damn letters nonstop. at some stage you didn't know where to send them anymore. they were never replied to, never seen nor read.

soon your texts became green. and it felt like a door was slammed on your face.

you felt desperate, like a dog waiting for it owner returned. and you could feel the pity glimpses in everyone's faces, in school, neighbourhood, sometimes even your own grandma, except that she held more sympathy with it.

perhaps, the younger itoshi was the only one who didn't change much. just like you, sae stopped his communication with him as well. but he handled it way better than you did, the letters 'big brother will come back, he's just busy' fell out rin's mouth every time he senses you unhidden soreness.

you should believe in what he says, it's literally his brother. his own flesh and blood, his family. yet you didn't ease up under his words, if anything it worried you even more. you felt it, the wave screaming back at you that something bad will happen, something that'll change everything forever.

and you knew you were right when opened the door revealing rin with tears running down his reddened cheeks.

2018

rin never told you what happened that tragic snowy night.

all you could remember was him shedding tears like there was no tomorrow, they were silent yet so painful that you felt sorry for the boy. you always took rin as an unbending person, he was like sae but much more chill and dare you say more friendly?

you warped a blanket around him when he slept in the guest room, you never pressured him. never pushed him, thinking about it now, you should probably have. because you woke up to that bed soothed back all clean and empty the next morning.

and it felt like rin last strike of humanity was left dead under your roof.

rin changed, and everything changed with him. maybe you didn't, perhaps you grew doleful, dejected. waiting was hard, pouring down your soul. it felt like the sky was telling you that you were waiting for nothing, but to be truthful, not only the sky was implying that.

you saw how the younger itoshi would look at you when he saw you writing letters to sae. he said nothing and stood silent, yet his eyes were pleading with you to stop, to give up on his brother before he curses you for good. however, you were already cursed by sae a long time ago.

even when he left for that project, deep inside. he wanted to say something, to speak up. the words were on the tip of his tongue yet he kept on opening his mouth and closing it like a lost fish. then rin left without a word, leaving you to face the truth by yourself.

you found it strange when every time you were present in the tv room, the first thing your grandmother dose is close the tv or change the channel. it was weird, you never remembered her being a big fan of national animals shows. she always liked the news which was what she kept avoiding for a while for some reason. her protection wouldn't last forever.

a secret kept swimming around you, just walking around in the hallways was enough for everyone to either laugh or look at you with such pity. even the teachers? what was going on, what kind of secret could it be to impair you this much?

you wished to stay curious, to stay lost in your little circle of agony but not to witness the man that planted dead hopes within you was now cutting your roots of holden on faith.

you saw a picture of sae kissing another girl, and you felt your soul getting toured up by him.

like the world itself was laughing at you naiveness, how stupid you were. you felt used, the wasted years you spent waiting on someone who didn't even care felt like a pure burning betrayal. you got that light message, sae was basically telling you to get off his back, you were no longer needed.

you meant nothing that anyone could possibly overshadow you. you got tossed aside, a dusty memory that was never worth holding in the first place.

you stopped writing letters after that day.

2021

"nice having you back in japan, genius boy."

aiku laughed, but the man ahead of him didn't even spare a smile at him. instead he found the glass of drink in front of him more interested. the black head let out a sigh, he guessed that sae isn't exactly a man of change, he needs to stop letting his hopes up for nothing.

it's an understatement to say that aiku was surprised that the elder itoshi would even acknowledge his invitation for a night out at what he called a fancy bar. hell, sae probably didn't even like wine in the first place. yet he was here, looking around with his boredom eyes that never opened fully.

"soo, you finally opened your heart for your dear home?." aiku asked, taking a sip of his own drink. through the transparent glass, he could see the slim teal eyes peeking at him.

"what's up with that interview question? don't say you invited me for this." sae spat out, the place was awfully packed despite it being the middle of the night. and he would lie if he said he wanted to spend another second here.

"haha, once a stiff always a stiff. thought i would get a thank you for getting you out of your forlorn shell for awhile. i mean, look at those chicks, you sure you don't wanna catch yourself a little fun? heard you were left out on valentines eve."

the elder itoshi frown a brow, "you think you're my wingman or some shit? don't get too high of yourself just 'cause i went out here with you." scoffing, the reddish head crossed his arms.

before aiku could get a chance to reply, a sultry voice called. "you boys would like a refill?" the suffocating smell of her perfume was pocking sae's nose, which made him hard grimace in disgust. while on the other hand, the shaggy head threw a sly smile at him for some reason, he better not do anything stupid.

"not me, hun. but my friend over there would definitely like to. right, sae?" he should've knew better. he knew this fucker was trying to set him up with some, it didn't even need a rethink when his glass wasn't even half way empty.

sae could feel a vine running through his head when the high heels sound was lifted to his side. his personal space was getting tackled when the woman bend over with her breath that reeked of unhidden smoke and alcohol was tickling his ear.

"Oh? you must be a new one. we got specials for those." she breath out, her hand running down sae's arm. he had to stop himself from getting defensive at her sharp nails stabbing him through the fabric of his clothes. "you can request anything you please, even these lewd things going on your head."

her flirting was on death ears, he didn't even take a glimpse at her. nudging that man was like trying to punch a wall. sae told himself to ignore and she'll get the message and leave him alone already.

"c'mon now, whatever little sweetheart you clinging onto doesn't have to know."

and that hits a nerve, "anything you say? than I request you to step the fuck back you good for nothing tart creature." as soon as these harsh words come out, a loud gasp was heard. and sae couldn't find it in himself to stop the next words of coming out. "I came here for someone, not some harlot woman wiggling over me. go throw yourself on some pimp maybe you'll find a purpose inside their pants or something."

soon, it turns into a crying mess. and sae remains stiff. the only reaction he could give was sipping on his drink, he saw aiku trying to stop the women from running before stroking the bridge of his nose is disbelief.

"what the hell man.. you could've just told her to leave you alone."

"I don't like pushy people."

he hears a scoff, then aiku swaying after the other woman. sae could feel the eyes of strangers staring him down, not that he cares, not even about that woman who he sent crying, she can collect what's left from her dignity, if there was any in the first place. he was too busy rethinking why did he speak those words.

and why did was your face the first thing to pop up his mind when he said that.

it's been years, and he couldn't believe that he agreed to aiku's request, yet he'll never admit that he wanted any reason to step here again. any reason to see you again, he never thought he still had it in his heart to miss you. to be eager for you, he found himself bubbling with excitement like a little kid again.

sae can't figure why are you suddenly so heavy on his mind, was it the years of pushing you to the corner of his mind was paying off? even the tiniest things were enough to makeshift you in a way. it felt like he couldn't escape you, you were in everything and everyone. in the side planted flowers, in the little kids laughs, in the bright colours of the sun.

he wondered if you still think of him, if you still hold on him after seven years of being absent in every way possible. you turned eighteen without him, you probably had much more friends by now, maybe even changed your haircut, he remembers you rambling about how your grandma wouldn't let you change the same haircut for years now. sae himself doesn't notice the smile forming on his lips.

"wash that sappy face off, doesn't suit you." a firm voice stated, he didn't even have to turn around and see when he knew this tone like the back of his hand. lo and behold, his younger brother standing there.

"rin."

"shitty brother."

rin walked up to the table, his hands deep in his pockets. standing in such a filthy place made shift disgustingly. not even trying to hide his displeasure staring at both his brother and whoever walks by like a walking foul trash bags. or maybe that's just his natural face.

he didn't take the obvious abandon seat, instead he stood like he just needed a minute before taking his leave. "didn't expect you to be back, though you called this place unworthy of your presence." said rin, his eyes doesn't held them loathing anymore. but still a hint of unbearableness was there, that'll take some time to wash away.

"i have my reasons." he simply replied, he was never releasing his feelings.

"plus, what the hell are you doing here? and don't lie to me when you look like seconds away from throwing up." sae question,

"you need to get a assertive manager next time." rin shrugged, he wasn't planning on lying. the guy almost shat himself at the sight of rin alone. maybe he should work in his face expression.

"well, I know you aren't here for a heartwarming family reunion. so spit it out already." rude as ever, but the younger itoshi learned to not raise his hopes too much when it came to his brother.

rin doesn't reply to that, instead he reaches for his black coat pocket. lifting out some designed letter, leaned it carefully over the table for him to take. so sae does, playing around with the object, he sided eye his brother.

"a wedding invitation." rin answered before he could question.

"yours?" he asked in disbelief, that was not a face of a man getting married.

his younger brother started at him like he grew another head, "no?" he almost gagged, narrowing his eyes.

"then i have no interest in wasting my time."

"just read it you damn slacker." rin demand, he did not come all the way here for his older brother to act like a spoiled brat. he swore he's gonna shove that letter down his throat if don't stop yapping.

finally sae let out a dramatic sigh before opening the letter, whatever name it was, it better be worth it. and part of him wished he never opened it.

because his eyes uncontrollably traveled to your name, not even that he read the start nor the beginning. he wished it was a mistake, maybe someone else's name and it was all pure coincidence. his eyelids flicker open, he read it once, twice, and the world felt like it stopped.

"..it's in two days by the way.. and stop looking at the letter like that, your gonna burn it." rin words went from ear to ear. but sae managed to catch something in the lines 'in two days'

"two days?.. why am i getting an invitation now?" words came out mindlessly, he wanted to ask more, who, how and when. his mind was on track. sae never wished for something to be a sick joke like now.

"are you serious? be grateful you were even in the list." nevertheless, rin didn't like his question. is that really what he asked? not even about you? however, his brother colourless face spoke more.

sae didn't reply, he looked at the letter in his hand like it was his worst enemy. rin wished his brother wasn't a damn block headed maybe then he'll get his fingers on what's running inside his mind. so rin takes his leave, letting his brother handle the news by himself.

"woah, man. that girl just wouldn't stop crying. I'm starting to believe you're truly heartless." aiku let out breathlessly, but he was met of a new face of sae, it was the first time he say any other expression on his face. especially something..this emotional..

"dude, you okay? looks like you've seen a ghost."

maybe even someone as cold as sae could carry a fragile heart.

2021 February 18

it felt like the universe was laughing at him.

fate was truly the cruelest, out of any other day. it had to day, the day that was meant for you and him, just fir another guy to snatch his place like a piece of candy. he wished it was him, he wished he didn't come here in the first place. yet he was, surrounded with unfamiliar faces chit chatting around.

sae regrets stepping in here, he wanted to leave. to runaway. he doesn't want to face it, to face you walking down with another man that is not him. but he wanted to see you so bad, why did this feel like this is his only chance to see you ever again?

he felt aimless, and the people talking wasn't helping him either.

"did you hear? they're gonna rent a house on a beach!"

"oh my, they're so lucky. wished mine would have the same mindset."

fucking kill him.

"you actually came? thought you'd leave like the spineless coward you are." the voice of rin was merciless. and most of all brutally honest.

"shut up. I don't wanna hear it." sae waved him off, he didn't wanna hear it. especially his little brother berating him senselessly. deep down, he knew he deserved it. he was the one that stepped over your heart when he promised to take care of it. maybe he is a coward.

after he followed after rin, which took to long for his liking, he had to complain. "fuck you taking me to?" he spat out.

"be patient, don't you wanna talk to them?"

that somehow shuts down any chance of any other objection, it felt like ages before they got to the meant room. and for some reason, sae doesn't enter yet, he doesn't find the guts to.

"why did you even invite me to this?"

"me? invite you? you wish." rin jeered, his brother was definitely not in the right mindset to think such thing. "they invited you, if anything i thought it was better not to."

"I didn't even think you'd come, looks like you still got something in that frigid heart of yours. but it's already too late to come over your fears."

a ghost smile form on sae's face, at his own stupidity, at rin's truthful manner. at himself,

"i know that."

he closed the door behind, and slowly walked into the room. his steps were heavy they kept on echoing through the walls. announcing to the world what he was doing. it was a miracle he didn't fumble his feet on the way, and more of a miracle when he didn't faint at how beautifully you shone.

you quickly stood up, the white dress mimicking your movements. he was right, you did change your hairstyle after all, and oh, how you good you made it look.

"sae? you actually came.." you exclaimed. examining him from head to toe, he did change, more like he grew. he wasn't the same height as you anymore, his bangs were long gone. and he refused to meet your eyes. looking at everything but your gaze.

"yeah." he pushed out his lips.

it was strange, seeing the one he promised to marry get married to another one. his first crush, first crush, his first heartbreak, the first heart he shattered. all the memories of childhood came like a rush wave of air, and what lingered was your face at the airport, the day you said goodbye. the day he heard you sniffing behind him, yet he didn't turn.

perhaps because he knew out everyone, he would've gave up everything just to not see you a tear run down your face. or it would be him crying with and be a couple of crying mess. yes you got him warped your finger like that.

sae only knew a world with you, and he knew his soul stayed with you the day he left.

"it's been a while,"

"seven years, it's been seven years." the male corrected

"i know." you giggle bitterly. he knew you knew. you both knew but none spoke or mentioned anything.

"how have you been?" he had now idea of what to say or ask of you, that was your fucking weeding of course you're happy. damn, even his younger self wasn't that clueless.

"I'm good. you?"

I'm missing you terribly.

"good."

"that's good.." you shifted awkwardly, like you wanted to hide from him. was he making you that uncomfortable?

"can i?" stretching out his arms slightly, he was ready for you reject it, to punch him, to scream at him. but you nodded instead.

you lean right on his chest, his hesitate arm on the small of your back. when was the last he hugged someone? it was much easier when you two were kids. it sure felt warm, your cologne taking over his senses. he just didn't feel like fits the puzzle anymore. and it fucking hurt.

it didn't last long sadly, taking yourself out of his embrace. he doesn't want to let go, if he let go, you'll disappear. despite that he looked into your eyes, and suddenly he doesn't feel only half alive. you still got him warped around your finger like that.

"i need to go, it was nice seeing you again, sae."

he could only nodded, every step he took away from you felt like the world was draining it colors again, the universe was punishing him, because seeing you not sparing a glance back was truly painful.

the evening felt timeless, it skips to where he sat looking heedlessly at the ground. he didn't want to meant anyone's face nor attention. he bet that his was gloomy enough to scare off anyone who walks by.

one's begs to differ.

"well, well. if that ain't a face I haven't seen in a long time." an elderly woman said, the same old sly smile still glued to her face. she takes a seat beside sae, fearlessly nudging him to look at her.

"it's you."

"it's me, that old granny you used to call a hag." your grandma said.

"That was one time, and you spanked me for it."

"i sure did, always been a badass." she laughed, and sae found the invisible beam draw in it way to her face.

"look at you, you grew to a fine young man." he hissed when she pinched his cheek, almost as if she meant for it to hurt. he had rub the spot with a grunt.

"despite that, it's sad to say you disappointed me, itoshi sae." she spoke in a straightforward manner. almost like she was scolding him. and when say nothing she continues.

"I would've given you another spank but my grandchild would be mad, they still cares for you. always been." the lady sighed, "they never gave up on you, four years is a real challenge. every day they kept on writing to you, did you perhaps read them."

"every singer night."

"but you didn't respond to a single one?"

he doesn't replay to that.

"don't prove me wrong again. that girl you put your mouth on, why?"

sae's hand travel down his neck, trying to find the right answer. as if there was one. "i wanted them to give up on me. i just felt pushing them and everyone away was the right thing."

"so you became a selfish bastard that kills everything he touches? i knew you were dumb but not that dumb." she shook her head, he had concerned her swinging her cane over his head.

"it doesn't matter, it was already done." lies sliding down his throat. and he knew even a strong face wasn't enough to hide the truth. she could see him bare.

"maybe if you weren't that stupid, you'd have managed to keep the only person that could handle you. but I'm never wrong so i guess you two did end up together in another lifetime."

"but i wanted them in this one."

"too bad, too late." it felt like a sucker punch, he wished for her to actually beat him with that cane at least it'd be less hurtful and heavy. again the urge to leave was strong. and it was getting stronger when that man stood there, and when you walked he couldn't take his eyes off, he couldn't even blink. you never looked so breathtaking. and there he knew that his place didn't get stolen, but earned by someone else. someone better than him. someone that could make you happy and wouldn't make you hold on to a forsaken promise.

yesterday it was him proposing to you with his dead grandparents ring, today it was another one warping it around your finger. the image will hunt him to his death.

the him that promised, the him who kisses you injures, the him who saw you in sunset above the sea. was still there, that version was still swirling within him somehow. and it only shon with your light only. the light that will never be his anymore.

to sae you'll forever be his everlasting one in the stars.

"goodbye." he hopped he chose you in another life.

lmao this is trash mb yall

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #sae itoshi x you #itoshi sae x you #sae x reader #sae x you #itoshi sae x reader

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alwritey-aphrodite · 5 months

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pookie first of all: CONGRATS ON 1K OMG!!! SO PROUD OF YOU🫶🫶

also: loving all the arranged marriage fics they’re all soso good I’m so happy and grateful ❤️

anywayss, I have a new idea!!

-either a new girl reader, and sejanus is immediately infatuated w her

-orr more of a peacekeeper!sejanus with a district/covey reader bc it’s literally stuck in my head so badly rn😭

thank you so much, congrats again🫶🫶

ps: wish me luck on midterms this week, I’m dying🙏

AHHH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰 im sorry this took so long, but im sure you did amazing on your midterms <3 also, peacekeeper!Sejanus and covey!reader mean the world to me (as does matchmaker Lucy Gray hehe)

The Covey are a flashy people, performers to their very soul and the most lively bunch you’ve ever seen. With a love of bright colors and music, it’s hard for any of you to fly under the radar when compared to the rest of the citizens of District Twelve, the people who will never claim you as their own but are happy to dance to your songs and send your cousin to fight to the death.

You, however, aren’t built for the stage. Your voice is better suited to singing lullabies than it is to performing on stage, and even the thought of that many eyes on you makes you feel like you’re on the verge of throwing up. Still, you contribute where you can, helping your cousins write their songs and being a willing audience when they need to test out something new, and you still work, sewing new clothes and patching up the old.

Lucy Gray is something of a momma bird, despite the fact that she’s only a handful of weeks older than you, and she’d rather see you set up and happy before running off with Coriolanus. Luckily for you, he has a friend who, in your opinion, is much kinder and cuter than his blonde counterpart. You’d tell him that, if only your tongue didn’t tie up in knots every time you made eye contact.

Walking towards the lake, Sejanus is sure to push any low-hanging branches out of the way for you, holding out his hand to help you over loose rocks and tangles of roots. The two of you talk the entire way there, almost oblivious to the people surrounding you and the feeling of Lucy Gray staring at you. If you turned around, you’re almost certain you’d catch her grinning.

When you finally make it to the dock, you try not to stare as Sejanus pulls off his shirt, turning away to pull off your own clothes, completely unaware of the way he blushes as he turns back towards the water, for reasons unrelated to the beating sun. No matter how obvious Sejanus makes his affection, it seems impossible to you that somebody like him could love you, and even just friendship seems a little unbelievable sometimes.

The two of you wait for your younger cousins to go splashing into the water, certain that if you had jumped in first, you would have gotten pummeled with water and flying limbs. Launching yourself into the water, you resurface with a giggle as you watch Lucy Gray leap into the lake with Coriolanus hot on her heels. Sejanus is treading water next to you, and the two of you share a smile as you watch Lucy Gray out of the corner of your eye.

“They’re something else, aren’t they?” You wish you were as trusting as Lucy Gray, able to just accept affection like you deserved it, but you’re too busy daydreaming to realize that Sejanus is looking at you like you’re something to be admired.

After about twenty minutes of Maude Ivory’s splashing, you grow tired and heave yourself onto the dock, drying off in the sunshine and dangling your feet into the water. Sejanus sits next to you, claiming that he’s never been the strongest swimmer and he’d rather sit with you on mostly-solid ground, but from the way Lucy Gray winks at you, you’re almost certain it’s just an excuse to sit next to you.

The rest of the afternoon is spent lying side by side with Sejanus in the sun, talking about whatever comes to mind and kicking at your younger cousins whenever they decide to try and tug you back into the water. It’s all sunshine and giggles, and there’s a strange feeling forming in your chest, right in the center of your ribs, a feeling that grows whenever Sejanus looks over at you, eyes half-closed from the sun but still full of a sort of adoration that’s completely foreign to you.

These are always your favorite days, your favorite moments, little pockets of sun dappled peace for you to hold close to your heart and revisit whenever you’re feeling down. The way Sejanus looks at you, smiles at you, laughs at your jokes, places a gentle hand on the bottom of your back to guide you over rough terrain, catapults today to the top of your heart, a precious little jewel to hold onto.

In those moments, replaying the day over in your head with a dreamy smile on your face, you don’t have to worry about saying the wrong thing or reading too much into the way Sejanus seems to orbit you like you’re the sun, you just get to smile at the memory of the way his eyes crinkle with the intensity of his joy and the ghost of his warm palm on your back. And, no one can scold you for replaying these moments over and over, even though you’re much too nervous to ever say anything to Sejanus about the way your breath catches and your heart constricts whenever you see him.

Tagging my beloved @beybaldes because it feels illegal not to at this point

#sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus plinth fanfiction #sejanus x reader #sejanus x you #the ballad of songbirds and snakes fanfiction #the ballad of songbirds and snakes

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lavendermunson · 5 months

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snow - steve harrington

day 9 of leia's christmas tree farm

cw pure fluff again!! but this is a bit rushed im sorry ): no use of y/n or body descriptions.

“I know it’s scary but if he sees you with me maybe he will start doing something”

He didn’t know but you wanted Steve as more than a friend. So, when he decides to act as your date to make your “crush” jealous. You know that’s what he wants, for you to be happy but not with him.

“I don’t know, I think it’s a bad idea, Steve”

“No, no. Honey, that's why we are chaperons tonight if he sees you have the best time of your life. He is going to get jealous, trust me I know”

"Wow, I forgot about your huge ego"

You have been hiding your crush on Steve for so long, it was just a matter of time for him to have a suspicion on why you never talked about your love life. So when he asked who your crush was… The only name you were able to spit out was Jonathan.

And there is nothing wrong with Byers. He is sweet, he is a very talented photographer but there are two problems with it: one, he is Nancy’s secret boyfriend and two, you like Steve.

“I don’t get it, I thought you didn’t like him” you whine, as Steve pushes you towards the door. “Are you trying to get Nancy back?”

“What? No! Nance and I didn't work. I’m over that you know”

And maybe Steve has been pushing too hard, trying to set you up with someone you don’t even like because you haven’t been honest with him. He finally leaves you alone with Jonathan, you stand up against him awkwardly as he takes pictures of the kids.

“So… Do you remember I told you and Nancy about this whole Steve situation?”

“Mhmm, did he finally ask?”

“Yeah, he did”

“And…?” He looks at you, as you nervously play with the fabric of your dress. You look over at Steve, who talks to Max, Lucas, Mike, and El. Watching Dustin dance with Nancy.

“I said I liked you”

The flash of his camera goes on with a loud click, the kids in front of them start protesting but Jonathan is too confused to care about them.

“You said you liked me?”

“Yes?”

“What’s wrong with you!” he asks. He is a bit irritated but he gets it. Jonathan and Nancy know how much you like Steve and how scary it is to confess your feelings.

“I fucked up, I'm sorry! I didn’t know what to say but I’m going to fix it I promise”

“You better fix it. If Nancy hears about this, she is going to give you a two-hour pep talk again”

“I know, I know” you shake your head, hugging yourself as you look at your shoes. “I just fear he is going to reject me and I-”

“Who is going to reject you?”

Steve’s voice makes you flinch. You turn around on your heels to glance at him, his brows knit together in a frown.

“I thought you liked him” he points at Jonathan as he walks away with his thumbs up, wishing you luck.

“I-” Fear takes over your body, you bite your lip when you are uneasy and Steve knows you are scared. You start to walk away towards the door and he runs behind you.

“Did you lie to me?” he asks, stopping you from opening the doors of the gym. You shake your head, noticing how impatient he is getting. In his eyes you see a mix of sadness and anger, is he disappointed?

“It's complicated!”

“Then talk to me!”

You close your eyes, taking a deep breath. You did lie to him, but you were trying to protect him. To protect the friendship.

“We can’t talk about this here, we should wait”

“No! Go grab your coat, I’ll meet you outside”

When enough time passes, you meet Steve outside the gym. You stand in front of him, his big shiny eyes looking down at you. A breeze of cold air disturbs the night, and Steve’s hair moves like waves as his nose gets red from the cold weather.

“Are you going to tell me?”

“No, I’ll just wait until one of us turns into a popsicle”

He bites back a laugh, leaning his head to the side. You know he is getting impatient, he hates the lies and the games.

“Right. I don't know what’s going to happen if I tell you” You look at him through your eyelashes. He offers you an apologetic smile.

“There’s only one way to know" he shrugs "You tell me everything and now I know you are lying because you are making weird jokes and biting your bottom lip. I think you forgot I know you better than anyone else”

And he is right because he has been with you for a long time now. He is the one who always stands by your side. The one that holds the door for you. The one that you can trust.

That’s why you can’t risk it. You can’t lose him. But you also can’t lie to him because you know that will only make things worse.

“I don’t like Jonathan, I’m sorry I lied to you I know you hate that” You shake your head, playing with your fingers and fighting back the anxiety that sits right in your belly. “I like you. I like you more than a friend, and every single time I talked about how amazing you are I meant it. You are just perfect to me and I like you, so much”

He nods, trying to process your words. Your confession falls on him like a bucket of cold water. He freezes for a bit.

Tears are threatening to roll down your cheeks as Steve walks away from you.

You ruined it.

You ruined your friendship.

You ruined one of the happiest nights for him and the kids.

You have ruined everything you-

“Ooow!” you scream in surprise as a ball of snow hits your arm “What was that for?” You turn to look at Steve, who squats down to take more snow in his hands. His gloves help him from the snow into a ball effortlessly. “Ouch! Stop! What are you doing?” You flinch when another ball hits you, the movement making your tears roll down your cheeks.

“You like me!” Steve laughs, his smile is bright and you are so confused about his reaction. One second he was angry and now… he looks like a child opening gifts on Christmas morning. “You made me think you liked Jonathan and made me feel so jealous because I like you too!”

Another snowball hits your body again, and you shake your head and squat down to take some snow into your hands.

“You like me too? That’s why you are throwing snow at me?”

You throw a ball at Steve, this time it hits the top of his head making him fall on his back.

“Oh fuck! Are you alright?”

You run towards him, looking down as he keeps smiling on the floor. He is going to be the death of you.

“Help me!” he screams, reaching out for you with his hand. You offer a hand to help him up, but as he grabs your arm, he pulls you down, making you fall on his chest.

“What’s wrong with you?” you ask, struggling to keep your hair out of your face.

“Why do you ask?” his mouth blows air at your face, making the strands of loose hair fall to the sides instead of sticking to your skin.

“I thought you were upset”

“I was, that’s why I throw snow at you”

“Were you jealous?”

“I was very jealous, Honey. I mean it, I like you.”

He wraps his arm around your waist, keeping you close to him. You are still both on the snow, his face is so close to yours and his warm breath hits your cheeks.

“I like you too, I'm sorry I lied to you. I was scared to tell you, I don't want anything to change, you mean a lot to me” you confess, wearing your heart on your sleeve and ready for him to take it.

“I know, I was scared too. I thought if you were with him this feeling in my chest would go away but it only got worse. You mean a lot to me too and I was so jealous because I couldn't bear the fact of another man holding your hand or getting you so close.. Like this”

He rubs his nose against yours, making you melt over him.

“Do you think this is going to work?” you ask.

He takes a deep breath and a couple of seconds to think about it. He is also scared, his past relationships sucked and he knew damn well it was his fault. But with you is different, every new feeling he gets when he is with you is exciting.

“I do because you make me crazy”

“You make me crazy too”

You close the gap between you, pressing your lips against his. It’s a short kiss, but the start of many. Filled with all the pining and love you've been feeling for a while. His lips feel so good against yours. You both giggle looking at yourselves, this night was full of surprises.

“Finally!” Dustin says, clapping as he gets closer to you to help you get up.

“You knew?”

“There’s a reason why we call you mom and dad, duh!”

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Blackwater XIX

Raiting: 18+

Warnings: well I said a couple of months ago that something was toxic… there’s a lil bit of non-con this time, so if someone of you is not ready, im sorry, is that chap.

A/N: this chapter wasn't very easy to write, but the next ones won't be either, let's wish each other good luck.

She had hoped to go somewhere else, but with problems piling up day after day doing so wasn't even an option. It was safer to stay south, where their reservation still acted as a natural stop to any external influence coming from across the border, plus Roman was in the area, though again not there with her, having yet another meeting with yet another person for yet another deal.

She hadn't been very happy about it at first, but had to admit at least to herself that maybe it was for the best. In town she had finally found something she could bring to Lisa to thank her and plus they were relatively close home, which meant they would be there before night and she could go to bed to recover a bit.

The stress caused by the situation did not help either her mood or body already affected by hormonal swings of a heat that Y/N prayed to postpone as long as possible. She wasn't sleeping well due to too many thoughts, she was losing her appetite, as well as the desire to go running and that afternoon she had another one of her waves of shivers which was trying to fight with some hot chocolate in an attempt to also replenish a sugars. She had bought Solo a coffee too, but he kept holding it in his hand without drinking, too busy glaring at anyone who dared come closer than necessary, that was not even so close.

- You didn't grow up here, did you? – she asked, interrupting silence between them once again, because they spent a lot of time together, but even if he seemed willing to talk with her, their conversations were never long.

He looked at her a bit confused, putting aside his perpetual serious face for a moment, coffee still in his hand.

- Jimmy said you came here after, like me – she explained, letting out an encouraging smile and he shook his head no.

- I grew up in the area, with my family.

Y/N let out a surprised oh, going back to twirling the straw in silence as they walked towards the suv.

From the stories she had thought he had come from out of state to help Roman, but she probably misunderstood. She hadn't spent much time with Solo's family, she had only seen them once actually and he didn't open up more than necessary, most of the time talking about what there was to do during the day, well she talked, he was more comfortable listening.

- Not with them. They were always together somewhere. – he added unexpectedly, perhaps not to make her uncomfortable with another silence or perhaps not to make her feel so out of place and Y/N smiled gratefully.

Y/N saw him nod slightly, as if satisfying her had satisfied him too.

She had never really thought about it, but there was an age gap between him and those three. Now he was a big boy with muscles and a menacing look, in those years he had probably just been a kid that them didn't want around. She couldn't imagine what it was like, Y/N hadn't had any brother or sister, she had grown up alone, but the half year spent with all of them before the chaos was enough for her to understand. Maybe he couldn't have tolerated them as a kid, always together already as pack leaving him at home and doing their own business, but now he was a man, it was different.

His family is broken.

- I'm sorry, Solo...

Standing next to the black suv, he looked at her, again confused by her reaction.

- We have to do what needs to be done.

- They're your brothers no matter what.

- I swore to the Tribal Chief. They did it too. – he said serious, his tone almost angry.

In packs like theirs, still tied to old laws and traditions, it was normal to have a relationship of deep respect with those at the top. Those were legacies that were now intertwined with a changed society but still subject to natural balances, such as the amendment on property rights between mates and social hierarchies for those who belonged to or were born from groups not commonly seen well. Y/N, with her omega smell, knew a lot about it and had had to deal with it there too in the first few months, but the prospect of an acknowledgment, oath, was new and something she hadn't heard.

She saw Solo open the door to let her in, his face less angry, but still solemn.

- You don't have to – he reassured her, mistaking her silence for concern, dark round eyes stopping too long lower, at the base between her neck and shoulder, where Y/N had tightened her jacket trying to send away the cold shivers – you already have his… smell.

Smell wasn't the word he wanted to say, but what Solo was referring to, she didn't have yet.

Our mark. His mark.

That too was an old legacy, dangerous in her case, but Y/N didn't have time to think too much about it by looking for her phone which in the meantime had notified of a message.

***

Paul was a smart man. Roman had chosen him as a wise man for that very reason. There was no one in the entire country more capable than him, no one who had his level of experience. He was a lawyer, an advisor, a connoisseur, he had political support, important acquaintances within the packs and outside, plus his family had practically adopted him when he was a boy, so he was not a stranger. The wise man was many things, but honest only when necessary and Roman had never had a problem with that kind of approach in their time together. He tolerated all sorts of expedient for his purpose, he had learned the hard way how much it cost to have feelings, but everything changed if those tricks helped something of which he was not made aware.

Because Roman knew from years and life lessons. Loyalty and trust were something he no longer expected, from anyone and certainly not from someone who had stayed afloat when everyone else drowned. Everyone could be a friend, everyone could be an enemy, his wolf now did no exception and all the whispers, phone calls and messages that kept Paul busy even when they were together were nothing but further proof of a picture that he knew. The wiseman acted driven by the feeling of ground crumbling beneath their feet, frightened by changes that his cousin and those dogs on the border threatened, by the possibility of a future that Roman would not allow as long as he was able to breathe. He loved the wise man, he could forgive him being a coward, pretending not to see, at least until he took a step too far.

- So? – he asked annoyed, almost making the phone fly out of his hand.

- Two weeks. Tomorrow both of you will exchange the sogi – he reported in a heavy voice, his shoulders low, his face frowning as if someone had just stepped on him after the news.

He didn't like the prospect of that fight, first of all because he was risking his head. Roman knew even without having to ask that he would play his cards to make things better and save everything, but for him the two weeks he had dealt were too much time and those plans useless. Fourteen days were the ritual time to provide what was necessary for families, so that both parties were ready for any outcome, but for him were just a useless wait. He wouldn't be the one to lose, he had no alternatives to plan unlike Jey, he just needed to have free way and get his hands on his cousin.

- About the stipulations, I was thinking- he advanced, trying to recover as much as possible.

- There are none.

- My Tribal Chief, if I may, considering what we are facing now, it would be better to leave a few more resources and perhaps-

- There will be no stipulations.

He had complied with stipulations, conditions for weeks, suffered weakness for months, the time for mercy was over. He had left many doors open for his cousins, he had tried everything and Jey however had gone where he shouldn't, disrespecting him to the point of contesting him with the Elders, they had gone too far and now there was only one way to put an end to it. The only acceptable stipulation was unconditional surrender, total humiliation, there was nothing else to talk about. Guts were needed to keep their family in line, his dad had reminded him of this and Roman was not willing to receive other reminders in the future, he was no longer a boy. Whatever happened next, he would handle it the way he handled everything, with a firm grip and without regard, he didn't need those two to do it. He was the alpha, he had control and winning cards to play against everyone.

- How much longer do we have to stay here? – he asked, tired of waiting, staring with annoyance at the watch on his wrist.

They had been in that office longer than he was willing to tolerate and he couldn't stand listening to the wise man calls or him typing messages anymore, he didn't have all day to waste signing a deal with the governor. He had to train, dedicate the next fourteen days focusing on the goal, not sitting bored in a chair waiting for a paper that should have already been ready the second he set foot in that building.

- I'm going to immediately check where Pearce has ended up, my… – the wise man snapped to attention, but he barely managed to turn to go towards the door – tribal… chief.

Roman smelled him before even moving his gaze to the man accompanying Pearce. He had no idea who he was, he didn't remember his face if they had ever met before, but he had a smell that he didn't like. He didn't like the smell of him, he didn't like the way was staring at him, he didn't like the attitude and he sure as hell didn't like that he came around when he had business to do.

We don't like him.

- Reigns.

Pearce greeted, already adjusting glasses on his nose, his expression stressed as always. Roman didn't even look at him, focused on observing the new arrival who was already taking place at the table without having been invited. Pearce had that same attitude in the past, a couple of years ago, until Roman had taken it away from him in his own way and since then had never reappeared. He almost wanted to do the same with that new guy.

- What’s this idea Mr. Pearce?! It was supposed to be a private meeting for private business! Very important business! It's unacceptable! – complained the wise man, standing up against that lack of respect.

- Our new neighbors have informed the governor of activities across the border. It seemed right to him to invite Mr. Aldis as a delegate to clarify before signing anything. He’s in charge of that area now.

That's what he was. Another puppet, another well-dressed small dude convinced to have power or a chance against him, thought he was worth something, that he could stand face to face with Roman, thanks to the talks of those idiots to whom his cousins had left the field free. They were becoming arrogant, stupidly brave, throwing in his face that he had lost his hold in the north and that now there were others there. They hadn't gone too far yet, keeping everything legal, moving with what they could to make their voices heard, their new influence known, but Roman was fine with those games as long as they didn't go beyond the limit. And the limit was his patience running out.

- Since you no longer have jurisdiction there and the upcoming Bloodline activities threaten the entire area, restrictions must be established for the future. Real restrictions Mr. Reigns that I will take care of enforcing and making clear to you. Without it, nothing new will be authorized. – the new dude, Aldis, announced, openly defying his influence, head held high and the wise man behind him jumped.

They wanted to authorize him.

- How dare you- he screamed, but Roman simply raised a finger to silence him, the other hand gripping the chair.

That tanned, smug face of him would have looked perfect smashed onto his table or on the floor, better under his foot.

They wanted to play the big game, gamble when he already had more important business to take care of. It was almost hilarious, almost because that little game would be short-lived. He would let them do it, for a while, until Jey got what he deserved since everything that was happening was his fault. That was what happened if they left their side exposed, if they allowed a pack of strays to smell weakness, it was the price to pay for a crack and the reason Roman would have no more second thoughts.

Elders were right, he had to focus, do what he had to do and what he had been chosen for. He couldn't afford any more weaknesses or they would become ready and able to bite his throat.

- Go ahead – he conceded, collecting himself.

He would get rid of them one by one, blood of his blood or not. Without mercy.

***

She had sought comfort between now cold sheets smelling of him, curling up her legs for extra warmth, keeping her eyes tighter to ward off thoughts ready to fill her mind, but hadn't made it and her she-wolf had found Roman through the link. She had sensed him immediately, probably because he wasn't shielding anything believing that she was still asleep and Y/N had snuck out to join him in the dim light of his home office.

Mate is not here with us.

He was sitting on the couch with a solitary lamp, his face serious, fingers running through the seeds of his necklace. He was physically there, but his head was somewhere else as happened too often now. In the house he always kept the ulafala in the case, but Y/N didn't need to ask to know why he was there staring at it when he was supposed to be resting by her side, in their bed. Paul had told her as soon as he received the news, keeping to their agreement or perhaps already seeking help and Y/N had finally given a deadline to the anxiety that was weighing on her.

Fourteen days of peace before chaos, before completely crumbling what was left of the family, but in a few hours it would truly become inevitable. Or it was probably already late judging by Roman's face.

- Will you have to wear it? – she asked in a whisper, entering the room almost on tiptoe.

He hadn't told her anything about how the meeting would take place nor had he added anything about the fight, but she couldn't blame him. She had promised to stand by him, to defend him, yet she hadn't reacted well to his drastic change of plans and he didn't seem to really understand why she hadn't accepted it. What had happened was serious, but what could happened next would be even worse. Standing, she watched him keep his gaze fixed on the symbol of sacrifices, of his role and pains without turning to look at her and she too observed it, perhaps expecting a revelation.

Red for power, seeds for the rebirth of the dynasty.

She knew the value and pride behind that object, Roman had told Y/N all the stories about the ulafala, but no matter how hard she tried in her eyes it was only a necklace left weighing him down. It should have given him strength, conveyed his strength, represented the family future and instead he found himself fighting to keep it around his neck, to keep what he had gained after an argument born from unpleasant circumstances and degenerated due to old grudges.

- I earned it, represents me – she heard him reply, because in his mind it was the only thought.

She felt it, she knew it. He felt his efforts, sacrifices threatened and they were, but Y/N still felt like it wasn't Jey or Jimmy who was the real danger. At least not initially, now everything was a danger, even the elders who were supposed to accompany and advise him. Them all had fallen into a trap were building with their own hands and she couldn't resign herself to the sight of that disaster.

He's not just that for us.

- You don't need it – she reminded him, stopping looking at the ulafala to focus on him.

She saw him inspire with frustration, felt annoyance pass through him at the mere idea of continuing that conversation, his eyes far from hers.

- Go back to bed Y/N.

- Come with me then, is not mornin yet – she insisted, refusing to give up.

They had different opinions, different approaches, it had always been like that and perhaps it would never change, but they were on the same side. She didn't want to go back to their room if he wasn't there, didn't want to sleep if he wasn't there, she had been alone for too long to throw away moments, to wait two weeks to pass and then hope to go back to what they had before. She trusted Roman, she had never trusted anyone like him, but it wasn't going to end up with Jey and Y/N was honestly afraid of the aftermath he talked about. The threats were different, without blood ties and were just waiting the right moment to attack him, they wanted to get him out of the way and take everything, not just his role. No one can get rid of a weed without pulling out its roots. It had already happened with her family and now can happen again because he was focused just on what was in front of him. But she couldn't wait for the inevitable, it wasn't in her nature to do what she had to do or what he wanted, she existed to do what he couldn't.

She saw him stay silent, sign he had no intention of moving. So she stood in front of him, slipping the ulafala from his fingers without asking. That move finally forced him to raise his head, trying to understand what was happening, while she carefully placed it back in the case where he kept it and then went back to the couch. She listened him breathe heavily, scratch his dark beard with a grimace, and she sat down on his lap to take up the entire view.

- Ain't doing this talk once more – he stopped her soon, shaking his head.

- Not even if im the one asking? – she tried, seeing him immediately clench his jaw.

- Im doing it for you, for us, all! I told you and you said we were on the same side, now what?!

- I'm not taking anything back. I'm just worried it’s already too much – she confessed, not really knowing how else to explain the feeling in her.

Maybe she was giving in to the hormones, anxiety, or maybe was the fact she hadn't cared about others in years like she did now for him, but it was all happening so fast and whether Roman was ready to admit it or not, he was losing control and not facing things with a right mindset. Those outbursts of anger, the way he turned against everyone, judgments, drastic solutions, he was getting carried away by the desire for revenge and his justice. He kept saying he was doing it for them, for their future and instead seemed like a pretext to rush towards other problems. They didn't need acknowlegment, a border to build anything, they were fine, everything worked when it was just them, together. They had never been happier than in the time spent getting to know each other, digging their bond out of the dust and strengthening it. Life certainly couldn't be made up only of moments like those, dates and runs in the woods, but things could certainly have been different.

- Whatever it takes, doesn't matter, at all – he announced, almost exasperated by having to explain, by having to hear, his gaze so confident and Y/N stared at him for a moment without being able to say anything else.

Whatever it takes, he said.

The prospect of those sacrifices and ease which he said he wanted to face them would torment was heavy, but as she had sadly learned to do growing up, she hid all the worry in the back of her mind.

He didn't listen or maybe he didn't want to.

So Y/N simply moved closer, challenging his growing temper, to seek some warmth and his lips in an uncertain kiss. Saw him look at her almost suspiciously for her reaction, studying before reciprocate the kiss and sliding his hands down her thighs. Close, felt their breaths slowly mix in the silence of the dark house and that warmth she had found too late, growing from the most vulnerable part to her chest begging for comfort.

- You matter to me – she reminded him in a heated murmur, forehead resting on him, swollen lips touching, eyes burning for something that went beyond words.

She didn't really care about anything else. They could have been anywhere, surrounded by anyone or in utter desolation and Y/N would still have searched for those eyes. They were her firm point, he was her person. The thought of it terrified her, but she was done fighting and pretending. Roman was everything for her, she had nothing else anymore and she wanted, hoped... he would understand that for that exact reason they couldn't give in. They had to stay together, as a pack, mates.

She saw his gaze lingering on her lips, rising then to meet her eyes, two brown pools now dark in the dim light of the room. Felt his fingers gripping her hips, digging into soft flesh with possession, domineering and lust, marking her skin to claim and force her where she already was.

- Then you gonna be there with me, as you should – he demanded, resolute and despite fighting with everything her head suggested, Y/N nodded to please him again, letting Roman finally crash his mouth against her, satisfied.

They would find a way, they would find a solution even if it seemed difficult, they could do it together, but in that moment Y/N just needed to feel him close, just for her, far from all the noise and problems that awaited them out. They could give themselves that moment of rest, cherish it and Y/N rocked on him, moaning into his hot mouth as their bodies inexorably warmed up. His tongue was insatiable, ready to devour and intoxicate her with his good taste, thrown into a fight that she didn't even dare win. She preferred to let him have control in those moments, while her fingers made their way through dark soft locks, scratching the back of his strong neck to once again elicit that raw growl that vibrated through his broad chest into her bones. Felt his hands slide deeper, grasping her ass, encouraging Y/N to move her hips, pushing on his boner which was quickly answering to juices already wetting his pants.

She had stopped wearing panties when they went to bed a while ago and now was even grateful. She would bear nothing but the feeling of his hard body against her, pressure building like a blessed torture as he guided her growling for her to ride him shamelessly. Y/N had been trying to slow down and control herself for months now, so as not to give in to the heat of their bond, stay with feet on the ground and mind clear now that everything was falling apart, but it was an inexorable descent faster every time Roman touched her. She clung to him, feeling one of his hands travel up under her shirt to roughly grab one of her breasts, his calloused palm rubbing her sensitive nipple making her squirm. Her body had always been hyper-reactive to his attentions, but now she had fallen into a spiral with no exit. Y/N yearned him like a castaway for salvation and in moments like that the need mixed with something more, something that Y/N had never felt for anyone else and her she-wolf fought to make her whisper.

Tell him. We need him. Our mate. Tell him.

- My pussy wet as fuck hm? You need me, don't you? – he said voice like velvet, breaking their kiss and motioning for her to raise herself just enough to sink easily into her cunt – Ima fill you up good, babygirl… don't worry. Aint going nowhere and you'll be stuck with me.

The heat caused by his intrusion had already forced Y/N to open her mouth without being able to speak back, but the sudden thrust of his hips quickly accelerating to pound her almost made her cry. Hands tightened on his shoulders, eyes narrowing with each thrust and then opening as the wave of heat rose from her belly, sending her entire body into flames. Bouncing on his lap, she felt Roman moving his hand from her breast to give her a sharp slap on her ass, he did it one more time drawing a moan and then move up to her throat, to squeeze it just enough to bring tears to her eyes. Quickening the pace, in the frenzy of their moment, Y/N began to confuse the her own pounding heart with the slick sound of bodies slamming together. Her mind becomes more clouded by the second, ears filled with Roman's growls and threatening promises like dark spells ready to tear her soul and climax away. Confused between pleasure and desperation, she held him to her as he held her by the throat, twitches of her wet center uncontrolled amidst the panting of both of them that grew angrier. Room around flashed, throbbing like folds around his cock, impregnated with smell of their bodies, air charged and heavy, saturated with sweat and lust, with a mix of their smells.

They were racing with no intention of slowing down, as if the only goal was to consume, melt and crumble thanks to the other one. Y/N end came sudden and violent between a sloppy kiss and a particularly insistent push on that soft point on which Roman loved to rage without any mercy, fast, powerful, in a strangled moan that made her bare feet tingle, rising in an electric discharge up her legs to a sweaty body, chest begging and hot face. She closed her eyes, grabbing Roman's arm for her life, throwing her head back and then immediately hiding her face on his shoulder because he wasn't slowing down, he wasn't even giving her a moment to breath and she had already went over her limit. Heat kept growing and shake her, causing Y/N to lose all contact with her surroundings, ears ringing as if she had been underwater, body still crying out for more while Roman pounded furiously. Stunned, she stood abandoned in his arms, letting him have his way as he wanted, until something made her eyes widen, pushing her to gasp.

- R-Ro- she tried, because his hand had somehow left her throat, to grab Y/N by the back of her neck and tilt her head to the side.

He was holding her by her curls, beard scratching her hot neck, tongue ready to lick away sweat from her sweet pulsing weak spot to prepare it.

- Easy, stay still – his breath against her skin, so close, pushed Y/N to stiffen as much as his words – I'll be gentle, ssh…

Roman had never pushed, he had never held her like he was doing at that moment and feeling his teeth on her flesh sharper than usual, Y/N wriggled away.

- Don't - she tried again, feeling him tighten his grip, slowing down his thrusts, another hand moving to her wrist.

Why he was acting like that?

- Don't panic, its me – he reassured her, words heavy, attitude raising for her reaction and she planted her feet, her only free hand tapping on his bare chest.

It was him, Roman? Was it really him that one? Suddenly Y/N wasn't so sure and ignoring her wolf pleas, confused between the sense of discomfort and desire to give in, she pushed again to put some space between them.

- Y/N

- No, not like this! – she wailed and when finally managed to slide away from his legs, Y/N saw him jump up with a growl.

The crash of the coffee table froze her on the couch, eyes wide as she watched him pant in anger with clenched fists, body stiff. Still dirty for their moment, but with her mind completely clear now, she watched him stand there trying to regain control in a heavy silence she hadn't felt between them in a while. Roman rubbed his face, rolling his large shoulders, rocking his head and even though she was shaken, something in Y/N's chest tightened following the imperceptible direction of his gaze across the room, where she had put the ulafala away.

Did he want to mark her to prove a point? To have full control in order to not go through what had happened with his family? It was that?

Mate…

She moved her eyes to his hand, the one would have grabbed to calm him, to bring him back to there with her, the one she always found on herself for any reason even the stupidest, the one Y/N had learned to want, but a second too long passed and her hesitation was enough for Roman to quickly settle down, deciding to walk out of the room without a word to leave her again.

***

Uncle Afa was a man bent by age and illness now. When him and his dad stopped traveling around the country, he opened a gym in a recreation center on the eastern outskirts of the city where family had settled. He only trained their people at that time, city folks didn't want to set foot among savages, but his uncle ignored comments like his dad, dedicating himself heart and soul to the pack. Roman remembered going into that place the last time when he was sixteen, probably with the twins, to put on muscles that had grown bigger on their own later and fill his stomach always asking for more. The gym was different now from then, it was larger, it had incorporated buildings next door and it wasn't dusty at all. There was a sign, clean walls full of photos and articles, in the central one there was also him, right at the top.

They had organized the meeting there to have a neutral place, a place that represented everyone, a symbol of the pack values as the Elders demanded. Yet sitting at the head of the table in the gym hall, with the attention of many of his blood just beyond the threshold, Roman kept undaunted watching that perfectly framed photo at the top of the wall. He was there to talk, ready to prove his worth even if it was thanks to him that that picture had a wall to still be on, if that gym existed after his uncle's family had spent almost everything to pay the national healthcare system, if the next generations would have a place to go or eat like he did. He acknowledged his family efforts, but all of them would have been still in that dusty past of mediocrity if Roman had not taken everything into his own hands knowing he was more than what the world saw.

- Don't try, don’t think about it, I wouldn't do it if I was in your place - he heard Jimmy warn, blocking the wise man from trying to come forward to break the silence of their meeting that had already started a few minutes ago without a word.

Roman heard him clear his throat anyway, but payed no attention until Jey, the only one sitting besides him and Y/N, decided to cut it short.

- I don't have any piece of paper with me – he announced, rubbing his hands on his legs.

Roman eyed him silently, slowly tilting his head and Jey shifted in his seat, face so serious as he settled himself better to speak.

He could broaden his shoulders and give himself as much tone as he wanted, but he would never be on his level, he would never be like him and it was evident. That meeting was ridiculous, disrespectful even.

- It's just between us for me. Families have nothing to do with it – he explained, quickly nodding to whoever was outside the door – Same for Solo, he's my brother... and Y/N, she's family too. He disappears with you though and won't set foot in the packland again as long as I'm here. – he concluded, pointing to the wise man who didn't even manage to mutter his disappointment before Roman burst out laughing.

He’s crazy and dumb.

His hoarse laugh echoed throughout the entire empty hall and he didn't bother to hide it or hold back, simply running a hand over his beard to regain control only after a while. With the entire family's eyes on him, he knocked the table with his hand, eyeing his cousin once more.

Jey. The little soldier Jey. Roman had tried to keep him close, to teach him how things worked, because he loved him and still he didn’t get it. Not a single thing. Anything at all.

He persisted with his speeches even a few days before the moment which Roman would have removed him from the family, putting everything on the table to play the good pup. He wanted the title, he wanted to chase him away, but he was willing to vouch for his family anyway, for Solo who had kicked him and even Y/N… as if there was only one scenario out of all the ones imaginable in which Roman would have left her if not as a deadman or it would have allowed him to realize the ideas he had in his dumb head. He still thought the problem was him or the advice the wise man had given him to stay on top, he thought he could keep his hands clean, not involve anyone and he didn't understand that the situation they were in already, was the exact reason for which he would never have survived in Roman’s place.

- You're wasting my time – he said, giving him an annoyed smile.

Jey didn't reply, cashing in without even a nod. He was good at cashing in, Roman acknowledged it, it was his talent, perhaps his only one, but it still wouldn't have been enough against him. He might be determined and willing to fight him one more time, but it would be no use. Roman had no limits and had learned over the years and blows what was needed to kept the role he had.

- Whoever will standing at the end decides, tha’s the deal, the stipulation. There's nothing else to say – he established, tone suddenly deadly heavy.

There was nothing he wasn't willing to do or lose to keep what was his.

He saw Jey nod, imitate him and stand up and in the silence of the room leave the table to join him. Face to face to each other, he stared at his reflection in his cousin's dark eyes, the ulafala still around his neck as it was in the photo of him on the wall and as it always would be. He squeezed Jey forearm and allowed that even if the bond between them no longer existed, their wolves shared a final breath.

Blood of my blood. Brother. Traitor.

When the air left his lungs again to fill them with the stale smell of the center, Roman let go without hesitation, Jey imitating him in a perfect mirror. However, was he who turned his back on his cousin this time to go away first, ignoring the wise man's sad look and those of the rest of the family outside waiting. Y/N who had been on the sidelines the entire time, unexpectedly joined him, her back straight and face betraying nothing as she took her place next to him. Roman didn't comment, there was nothing to say.

Two weeks and he would have control again. Only two weeks before moving on.

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chiikasevennn · 16 days

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(this has topics of murder and yandere.....and stuff PLS DELETE IF URE NOT COMFY IM SORRY HUHUHU)

haia omg i have no idea if you're still open or no but i really like whenever writers dive into the more darker aspects of a character or how especially when a process of basically ascending to something what you would consider non human (monarch in this case) and how this affects a character like does this make them less humane or posssiblllyy twist their morals??

like as we can see with jinwoo his morals is err well yeah there but we can see times where he is willing to commit crimes if the time calls it (often the system forcing him to it) but like what happens when he finally swallows the system as a whole?? LIKE since now there is no third party to force him to do murder or what not will his way of thinking change too? like i imagine when he first murdered the guys in the cave very early on in the series you think that maybe he thought that it wasn't that bad..??

I can honestly see it more if it was another scenario and we add in the aspect of the reader or I'll call [name] whwhw.. I feel like Jinwoo is the type to actually lose his sense of humanity just for the sake of [name] or keeping them safe like the two probably was close but had to separate in their own ways but when they meet again [name] can barely recognzie Jinwoo and i dont mean physically or what not it's more like he lost his warmth and seems more... unsettling.. like do you know the feeling of watching those analogue horror or watching anything eerie and you get that feeling that somethings off in a scene that seems normal but you know something is OFF. yeah i feel like that's what [name] would feel ✊.

I just wanna hear your opinion on a more screwed up Jinwoo because as muchhh as i love the fluffy cutie jinwoo i also love delving into the topics of jinwoo just going batshit insane 🤯🙏

-🌟🎀

ABSOLUTELY!

Jinwoo x Reader

Your wish is my command, pookie bear.

Warning(s): YANDERE, nothing much, maybe too short? Not a fic or oneshot lol js my crazy thoughts

Also guys ples comment and say something ...

^⁠_⁠^

Jinwoo himself was already prepared to walk through fire just for his family, and that was just platonic love. Imagine how insane he'd be for a significant other that he loves way too deeply.

Hello???? Like I feel his dedication and love for darling would be higher than the heavens especially if they're already there for him during his lowest part in life.

My hunch is he's a chill yandere; he adores you and wouldn't pull any outrageously crazy stunts directly at you. Instead, he might convey lessons through various means, like allowing uncomfortable scenarios to set up, then emerging from the shadows he casted beneath your silhouette to rescue you.

Like a "savior" yandere. Your knight and sole protector.

He'd be more possessive ig if his crazy fans found out about you, particularly if they desire him to be romantically involved with Hae-In in the name of being a power couple. Jinwoo literally and genuinely didn't give a damn when they trash-talked him.

But hey, fans can be krezi

ALSO HELLO LIKE WHAT IF THOSE CRAZY ASSHOLES START HARASSING YOU ON WORK OR IN SOCIAL MEDIA (like leaving you death threats or rudely demanding you to break up w him bc apparently according to them, you don't deserve him)? Lol he'd be willing to do something about them, so good luck reasoning against him if you don't want bloodshed!!!

He'd convince you to not work anymore if that was in store for you.

"... Woo, you know I can't just quit work like that and have you become the breadwinner for the two of us. You're getting financially better and I'm proud, but I can't jus—"

"Shh," He'd tenderly cup your cheeks with his eyes overflowing with love and concern, every bit of his attention dedicated to you. "Is it so bad for me to want no dangers coming to you?"

"You're also being unintentionally put into unavoidable situations whenever you're in public. Love, you remember what happened last time, right?" He'd add. With a kiss on your forehead, he said, "I'll provide for you, you don't have to work. I can't stand how they're looking at you."

Jinwoo would mumble the final words gently before pulling back. He'd whisper them solely for your ears, aware that you wouldn't interpret that knowledge negatively anymore—it would now simply reflect his worry for your welfare and highlight his character as the tender and loving partner he was.⁠ ♡

#sjw is hot #solo leveling #solo leveling x reader #solo leveling fic #sung jinwoo #sung jinwo #sung jinwoo x reader

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j-nope-not-today · 1 year

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Tmnt boys n fem!reader riding them for the first time🫢 also instead of the normal moans babygorl growls as well (idl i find it hot when women do it sksksk im gay asl lol) if not thats okay love your fics and i hope you feel better🥺🙏🏾

TMNT reaction to s/o riding them

A/n: Thank you for requesting!! I am so sorry this took so long to do. I got like a burn out from writing and just had to take some time off. But I hope you like it!

Warning: if spicy stuff makes you uncomfortable please don't read this!

Leonardo

He doesn't know how to feel

Like at all

Bc let's be honest it would take some convincing for him to let you ride him

And not bc he didn't like it

He knew he would

His concern was he would like it to much

And Lord once you were riding him he was in heaven

And then you growled??

Soul: snatched

He really wished he would have let it happen sooner

Bc your so pretty and you sound so pretty and gosh was this just everything he knew it was gonna be

He's gonna be so loud tho

Soundproof everything type loud

I definitely see him being the type to grip your hips and guiding you

Enjoy your bruises bc he's gonna leave a lot

But honestly be prepared bc ya'll are gonna have to do it again

He'll never get tired of it tbh

Raphael

Oooh boy was he waiting for this!

He was so excited to try it!

He's definitely one of those people who want to try everything, but he isn't gonna ask he'll wait for you to proposition it first.

And Lord was he absolutely living for the whole event

And then you growled and it caught him off guard

Fully stopped what he was doing to stare at you

And then he's gonna recover from it and take hold of your hips and absolutely break your 🐱

Most definitely gonna growl back tho

Gonna leave a lot of bruises on your hips and other places

He's definitely gonna leave a lot of hickeys just anywhere he can

Good luck tho bc he's not gonna be easy on you

Your growl was just everything to him

Donatello

Say your prayers

Bc let's be fr Donnie is a freak in the sheets

You will absolutely have to try everything and he's gonna love every position so when you want to ride him

Ooh Lord good luck he's been waiting for it to happen

He's gonna be so sweet up until you growl

Absolutely gonna take control by just holding your hips and going in on you

Not to mention he's going to say very naughty things in your ear

He'll need to rinse his mouth with holy water after he's done speaking type naughty things

All while leaving kisses and bites on your neck and shoulders and breasts

Just anywhere he can reach tbh

Your so gonna have to do it again

Michelangelo

Not gonna realize your serious until he looks at your face

And he's gonna be so into it

But so scared to mess something up bc he wants it to be good for you

So your probably gonna have to take the lead bc he's panicking just a lil

But once you growl oh boy are you in for it

he's gonna growl back and then hold onto your hips and start snapping his to meet yours

He's so into it tho like he's probably gonna forget to take it easy so you might have to remind him not to break you

It's just so perfect and your so pretty and there is so much happening for him

And you growling is not helping at all bc it's so sexy to him

He's gonna want to do it again for sure

#teenage mutant ninja turtles x reader #tmnt 2014 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt imagine #tmnt x reader #tmnt donatello #tmnt mikey #tmnt ralph #tmnt leonardo

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crabonfire · 11 months

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Can we please get a TSSM Otto X Reader where both are extremely touch starved and Otto has no idea how to react at first because reader just wants to touch him any way possible like hand holding, cuddling, hugs, knee touching, all kinds of physical affection😂 In the end of course he is gonna love it💚

TSSM Otto x Touch starved reader!

AWWWJAHHAHA this is cute! I'm pretty touch starved myself so I can relate :)

character: tssm pre octofication! otto octavius

note: this one's silly, a little cute, maybe even a little goofy

warning: none :)!

♡Otto Octavius♡

• Honestly, I like to think he's also pretty touch starved. He never got much luck in love as a teen and throughout his life, he felt jealous when he'd see people hugging or kissing. He wished that was him.

So when you two start to date and he realizes how much you hug, kiss, cling on to him...he feels a bit honored.

• First of all, happy. Of course. Second of all, he's nervous as hell! Nobodies ever shown this much love to him at all.

• One of the first times you show him this affection is during some of your very first dates.

"Otto! It's nice to see you again."

"Ah, yes. I-its nice to see-"

He stops himself when he feels you hug him tightly. He feels like he's gonna burst. That was so sudden!

• You'd always hold his hand, or lock your arm with his, and when you do he'd always have such a shy expression on his face. Anytime people walk by they'd comment on how much of a cute couple you are, even before you guys made it official.

• His favorite thing that you'd do tho is when it's late and he finally comes home after hours and hours of work. He sees you asleep, and if he ever accidentally wakes you up, you'd simply smile at him and kiss him, pulling him in and holding him, going back to sleep like nothing happened.

He finds it the cutest thing to wake up to your arms wrapped around his chest in the morning, snoring on his shoulder with the tightest grip so that you can't let him go.

• Honestly this trait of yours has made him less shy over time, and feeling how honest you are about it he's quite honest about his own touch starved nature. He loves when you cup his cheeks or kiss him all over, or blow onto his hand while it's cold...he's become a romantic just for you 😭

• For a long time, he'll be a blushing stuttering mess with your antics, but after that, honestly, he lives for your affection. He loves how touch starved you are. It's cute.

♡♡♡

I think this is kind of boring IM SORRY IF IT WAS I just woke up after a nap and I saw a new short request I could do HAHA anyway YAYYYY otto ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

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egberts · 8 months

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sending you a my condolences for callie tonight. when you posted about her getting sick it was almost comforting because my dog got sick around the same time and this evening she passed. theres not much comfort in the loss of a beloved pet but it has made me feel less miserable knowing someone else gets what im going through at the same time, even if we are strangers. i hope my dog and callie can hang out in the afterlife together and know they were loved. best wishes and i hope things get easier for you <3

thank you and i'm also sorry about your dog. it's specifically the feeling of life going on as normal with them just not being there that really keeps getting me. it's like a big empty space where she used to be and she's just not in it. on one hand i want to fill it with another cat and on the other i need time to grieve her memory and really process that she's gone until it feels real. people at the animal shelter were telling me they get all types in looking for something after pet loss. one employee said her dog died suddenly and she got two more within a month, another woman apparently went in to adopt a cat the day after she lost her previous one. everyone heals differently but there is comfort in knowing that this is a shared experience. on somebody else's advice i was reading about pet grief and it was crazy how very accurate the "you're going to feel" and "you're probably feeling" segments were. like scarily exactly how i was feeling and cycling through emotions, it was oddly comforting knowing that this is a natural reaction and everything i am going through is so well documented that there are swaths of advice articles describing it to a T. all that to say again, i am sorry for your loss and i do get it, we'll get through this just like so many others have and will. good luck ❤

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emry-stars-art · 2 months

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I'm terrible at drawing boys but I'm hiper focused in aftg, can you give me tips on how to start drawing them? cuz whenever I try Neil's looks like an Alison in redhair and halloween scar make up ˙◠˙

Uh oh the dreaded art advice 😅 not that you shouldn't ask just that I'm bad at it ahhh

Well references!! I use references all the time, I draw from pictures and from anatomy study sites, I copy things I like directly as practice in my sketchbook. You can use books specifically published for this purpose, and I know a lot of people do and they seem super helpful, but I've gotten this far with sites like human anatomy for artist (fair warning: nude models) and just scrolling Pinterest to find other pics lol (here and here are my personal art boards). It's definitely not the recommended professional track but it's all dependent on what you want to get out of your art/art training!

Sorry I don't have actual tips, but again Im very much self taught and have been drawing for more or less 20 years, so just doing it is all I can really advocate for!! Youre gonna get so much better but you will have to practice practice practice. I wish you the best of luck, sorry I can't help more 😅💕

#not art sorry guys #asks #art advice #good luck my sweet child

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softggh0ul · 5 months

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new years appreciation post!!!

sorry if there are any grammar errors wrote this last night but forgot to post it

i only came on tumblr to read ppl's work, cuz one day i was bored and wattpad doesnt have that many good fics lol, so i came here. saw many amazing fics of ppl, that i really enjoyed. tbh the only reason i started to write was cuz i was bored 😭😭💀 like dawg im not lying, just woke up one day and was like "hmm let me write smth fr"😭😭 and thats what i did, i was like i'll delete it if it doesnt get many notes or smth

@gildedkrone mr vine boom!!! you were one my first moots i think, bro i remember i was on tiktok, suddenly i get the notifaction that you followed me back, first thought that came to my head was "he's deff drunk cuz why did he just follow me back??" 😭 until you came in my inbox and told me to post the price drabble, you were the first person to encourage my silly writing. ive prob gotten this far cuz of you yk. ive always liked the stuff you wrote they are just so yummy! not to mention you are a very sweet and funny person, must say i really enjoy talking to you!! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah

@dilfverz yoruuuuu!!! really really like your writing, its just sooo gooood. i was shocked to see you had followed me back, like i didnt get why someone as cool as you followed ME back 😭😭, tho i am glad we became moots, youre a fun person to talk to, i like your humor, always got me laughing, even tho i do get hella awkward sometimes lol 😭💀wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@seveett vincent!! my dear pooper trooper! you are a funny nd kind person, still will call you weird for picking up your cats with them damn grippers 😭💀. i didnt believe it at first when you followed me back, i again thought it was some silly glitch nd tumblr is playing with me lol, but it wasn't lol, and im glad!! and since im being nice i will be giving your dogs back, cant seem to find the emoji on this damn pc but anyways. wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@bonesnmore mr green alien!!! first of all i find your green alien cute nd silly, i love it smm!! ive always enjoyed your work, and to see you follow me back was just like WOAHHH!!!!, since i didnt expect it at all 😭 ( i never do), we dont interact that that much but youre always so sweet when we do, wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@ccreekside creek!! my partner in crime!! if chaos was a person it would be you 😭😭, you are a very funny person, love the fake fights that you start! you are a very sweet person too, i love going in your inbox to say random stuff or what not, not to mention your writing is sooo good!!! remember when you need to bully someone just call me i'll be there in matter of seconds!! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@gazmialmagemela embry!!!!! you are a very funny and kind person, i always love interacting with you, the down bad shit you say about characters is sooo funny😭💀😭😭, makes me laugh so hard, also your writing is sooo yummyyy!!! like dayummmm!! always has me acting up frrrr, im your 1 supporter frrrrrrr you are also someone that can bring a sense of comfort to someone! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@agoofyannoyancetolaw hiiiii!! you seem like a really kind and funny person, but yk im always so scared to interact with my moots 😭😭 i do hope we interact more this year, i truly love your writing especially your graves fics they are so good broo like dayummm. YOU NEED MORE RECOGNITION FRRR!! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@colt-redfield colt!!! i was happy to see you had followed me, you seem like such a funny person, still confused as to who yer married to but i'll figure it out soon enough 😭😭 must say i really love your writing its always so good bro!! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

@miguel-owhora(i thought i had smth abt you but didnt 😭😭)anyways mr tree (calling you tht rn cuz yer 6 Ft FUCKIN 5) you give off such older brother vibes tbh 😭😭 out here giving advice and everything yet being mean to creek and me😒 . also not to mention that like when smth annoys you, you just say it yk, you like to make shit clear when its needed and i find that admirable lol , also like the way you write miguel like alot ! wish you all the luck this year and hope we grow closer mwah mwah!!

this is to my moots who i barley or don't interact with lol; you guys seem like nice and cool ppl, i can never bring myself to interact first most of the time since i'm awkward bro 😭😭so my apologies for that lol, hope we do get to interact this year, wish all of you the best of luck this year, may all your wishes come true!!! mwah mwah!!

@astroknottt @kyoscrayons @cosmicalwalrus @transi1vanianhunger @mlm-cowboys @milky--away @batfleshh @prettyboyformasks @luci4theminorannoyance @theyluvvmeesblog @demovamp @yourftmfriend @y-yearning @amansabastris @malewh0re @planetrhythm @arthurmorgansballsack @kylesgarrick

(hope i didn't miss anyone bro)

sorry if i kept saying the same things over nd over again lol 😭🙏

#✧.*ghoul’s note #✧.*moot's #rahhh

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enigmatist17 · 10 months

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Just thinking about Fox tonight, I've had a shitty day and have downed too many depresso expresso's, and he's my comfort blorbo I guess?

with the wing!au stuff I've written about before (Im sorry I can't find my part 2), his wings don't really gain a color for a long time. They're the light grey that they start out with, and it's not until he settles into his role as a protector for his brothers, rather than Palps and the shitty senators, they turn a beautiful ruby red.

-> he is very proud of the color that's his to call his own, and if you hurt one of his men, the sight of them became a warning that harm was coming your way

boy has depression

like really bad

likes to sketch things like trees/animals/anything that isn't the cold metal of Coruscant

sometimes paints as well, but gives his men all the nicest things he can find so doesn't get much of a chance

Wolffe drags him kicking and screaming to his Jetti, and Plo barely starts using the Force to calm Fox before the commander conks out against his vod. It's not a proper treatment (and Plo will look into it), but whenever the 104th is in town, Fox is found curled up beside Wolffe while Plo uses the Force to help the poor Corrie commander a break from reality

Speaking of, the only person more protective than Fox is Wolffe, who nearly bites Palps' head off when he tries to interrupt a rare nap that Fox was taking after a long shift

---> finding out he's a Sith (because he never lives as long as I make it that way) is not surprising, and once everything has died down, Fox and his men just kind of disappear onto The Triumphant for a solid month

Fox likes collecting colorful beads, and if he's particularly stressed, will lose himself in a sensory loop just running his fingers through them over and over until he remembers his job again (much to his dismay)

will also sometimes stare into space if he's luck enough to be seated near a window, and if you try and talk to him about anything not vital, it'll go in one ear and out the other

I just like my funky blorbo, and I wish to give him as many colorful beads as he desires

#personal #star wars #clone wars #the clone wars #commander fox #corrie guard #he's my depression buddy :')

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sickeningly-sweet-letters · 10 months

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Can a request a yandere writer x reader ?

of course! time for this writer to shine! eheh also hey! it goes with my url lol

also sorry you caught me while im experimenting with how i stylize my posts-

🌻 yandere writer x gn reader!

- a writer who’s been struggling to find motivation to write for ages! its not their fault that they cant find any inspiration! but really, they should try to find something or someone to cheer them on..

- thats where you come in, you caught them in the middle of writing a draft and you immediately caught their eye.. it was something about how you complimented their short story and how you wished them good luck.. seems like this is where your writer started their spiral into their obsession with you

- they finally found a reason to write, they finally found a muse.. thats you! they’ll write tens of love letters in a day, all dedicated to their savior! they would have given up without you! isn’t it nice to see all these dedicated letters for you? aren’t you so touched?

- their work was starting to be recognized but you always seemed to be their number one fan and they appreciated it so much! you had no idea that they were yours as well! ah.. isn’t this so romantic? you have a secret admirer who is the person you love! ..you do love then, right? haha- of course you do! they just know it! what a silly question!

- they were so delusional that they were surprised when you seemed so paranoid while venting to them about some “stalker” or whatever.. didn’t you like their writing? why were you so upset? you had so many poems and stories dedicated to you! did you not know it was them?!

- what to do.. what to do.. maybe they should come clean? they asked to meet you in private so they could finally confess! this seemed just out of one of their romance scenes! their heart was beating so fast.. isn’t yours beating just as much? they almost squealed like a super-fan when you showed up, and they handed you a very similar looking letter to all the ones they’d sent you before..

- even then, they couldn’t understand why you suddenly seemed to afraid of them.. what? why were you so scared? they were confessing to you in your favorite place to hang out and with yet another letter! isn’t this super romantic? why did you have that look on your face?! wait- don’t run away! come back!

- …you left… how could you?! nonono- this must be a misunderstanding! they snapped out of their shocked trance and tried to figure out what to do.. they decided to go back home.. and once again, they vented all their feelings onto paper, almost completely filling another journal. another journal filled with their deepest, darkest thoughts

- once their head was finally clear.. they wanted to see you.. they needed to explain that they weren’t creepy! this was.. this was true love, my dear! so of course, they went to your house for a personal visit. they knocked.. and knocked.. and yet again.. each time they grew more and more desperate. don’t ignore them! they just want to talk! please.. they can’t possibly bear to live without you anymore! please come out!

- they seemingly gave up… for that day. they’d come back tomorrow.. and the tomorrow after that, then the next tomorrow.. everyday until you finally open the door..

you were theirs and they were yours. you always were there for them, so its only natural they return the favor! so open the door, please? they still have so much love to give you!

#yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere scenarios #x reader

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