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mikobeautifulheart · 22 days

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Hiii (’◡’) I really liked that fan fiction of choso where he's jealous over the kitty but I think it would be so cute w nanaaamii plz plz💗(*ˊᗜˋ*)

Ahhh thank you for reading my fic (and liking it) 🥰.

Here we go

Jealousy

Tw: none, just fluff. But not edited.

FEATURING: NANAMI

It all started after a hard day's work. Another overtime.

Nanami sighed as he turns the key and steps inside your shared apartment, he really needed to just feel you right now.

"I'm back." He mumbled kicking off his shoes.

He dosent hear you move or respond...weird. He walks into the living room, sunlight comes in golden rays settling on your sleeping figure. His mouth upturns into a smile.

Until it dosent.

There on you peaceful rising chest was a white fluff ball, it's form also rising up and down. It took his spot.

Feeling something around you, your eyes slowly open to see a very exhausted Nanami.

"Welcome back Kento" you say sleepily sitting upright the white fluff now in your arms.

"What do you have there?" He asked.

You were to tierd to tell how he asked the question. Was he upset? Angery? Hard to tell.

"Oh this guy. I found him on our window sill this morning and he was injured."

Right on que the cat lifts one of its paws up revealing a small bandage wrapped around it.

Kento thought a vain in his head was going to burst when the cat turned to face him only to snuggle right under your face and reveal its big blue eyes.

There was something wrong with this cat. Cats don't just show up injured on a 6th floor apartment window. Cats don't smirk and hit people's nerves.

And most importantly they shouldn't look like a carbon copy of a white haired co worker that passes him off.

"He looks better already." Kento mumbled glaring at the cat.

"You know I actually have a cut here to" He said lifting his shirt up only too show half of his torso with a deep wound on one side.

"Oh Kento, why didn't you go to Shoko?! She would have foxed this in a minute!" You said putting the cat aside and getting up to grab your patch up supplies.

"She was on break and I wanted to see you." He sighed.

"But I see someone beat me to it." He glared at the cat.

You brought over a box and started attending to the wound.

"Kento what if it got infected? What if you made it worse? You cant just ignore this like it's nothing!" You said as you finished disinfecting it.

He only watched as the cat jumped off the couch and weaved between your legs.

"Aww isn't he the cutest." You said looking down at the cat.

"If you say so darling. How long is he going to be here anyway, i'm afraid his owners might begin to miss him"

"Actually he's a stray, he doesn't have anyone Ken, isn't that sad!"

"mm very, what do you suppose we do about it?" he asked glaring into the cats back.

"We should at least look after him until he heals, and I know this apartment doesn't allow pets but I spoke to the land lady and she said I can keep him here until he's better" You beamed only making him sigh.

He can't make you sad when you were this excited about having a cat, TEMPORARILY.

"Okay. We can keep him for now, but I need to rest and that means me and you. No cat."

The cat meowed loudly from the other room.

"I mean it."

"Okay Ken!" You said just glad you could keep the cat.

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHOURS NOTE: Tehe thanks for the request anon and sorry it took so long :( have a good whatever time.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk #jjk fluff #kento nanami #nanami x reader #kento x reader

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itztim3todi3 · 1 year

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Hello! Can I request the dorm leaders from TWST's reactions to being happily dating a male reader, but then one day the reader is cornered in a high place by someone from their dorm, who starts going off about how he doesn't deserve to be dating their dorm leader, which prompts the reader to try to leave, but is roughly stopped by the other student, causing him to lose his balance and fall off the edge to either die or be severely injured on the ground below?

ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ

Ooooo love this. very big-brained anon

Requests | Open (read rules on pinned first)

Fandom(s) | Twisted Wonderland

Platonic or Romantic? | Romantic

You didn't know how this happened, you were simply cleaning the windows and this student came up behind you, a student from your boyfriend's dorm. They seemed mad as they almost scolded you for touching their dorm leader, for simply being with him. And before you know it, your surroundings were blurring past you as you plummeted towards the ground.

Riddle Rosehearts

when he finds out what happened to you, he's fucking pissed

he's storming through the school demanding the student to come forward, the one who did this to you

later when he's in his room everything comes down like a avalanche on him and he breaks

he's ugly crying and screaming as loud as he can

he's clutching his head as he things about you dying, how much pain you must be in, how scared you must have been

he doesn't ake the news that you're on the verge of death very well

his health weakens, he starts showing up late to class or not at all, he's starting to fail his classes and he's falling asleep in said classes

he just broken and its obvious that he's not doing well

Leona Kingscholar

when he finds out what happened to you he's marching down the hallways looking for the student

he can smell their scent on you from their hands pushing you back as you tried to leave, he can smell them and he's coming after them

they're going to be gone by the next 15 minutes once he finds them

after that he just goes back to his room and stays there

he doesn't leave at all, he's missing all his classes and he's barely eating

he's terrible he cant sleep he get nigjtmares of you dying, of watching as you fall and not being able to do anything

he loses a lot of sleep and energy

he can barely leave his bed

Azul Ashengrotto

hes frozen, hes having a hard time processing the information he's received

he demands floyd and jade get that student here immediately

he's blackmailing them till the end of time and making them give over their life

he's pissed yet he can't show his anger

he's stuck in his office worrying over you as you lay in the nurses' office

he buries himself in work and such, to get his brain off of you

he's just trying to cope with this but he doesn't know how to besides doing work

he cant sleep he cant eat and he barely show his face around school and the lounge

Kalim Al-Asim

hes calling in all the best doctors his family doctors he's spending as much money as possible to get you better fast

he's a lot less happy and positive

ofc he still has his positivity about the situation but this has taken a large toll on him

he has a hard time falling asleep and eating, he's not used to doing it without you it doesn't feel right

he cries at night, he's not a loud crier (my hc) so hes just sits in his room as he hugs a pillow and just lets it all out

he tries to stay positive he really does, but he just can't stay so positive for so long

jamil is the one who takes care of the student who did this to you, he will nit allow himself to see kalim so sad

plus they hurt you, he doesn't like that

Vil Schoeneit

hes worrying hes crying hes all over the place he's trying to hold everything in

but once he's alone hes broken down in tears he's falling to the floor he's just gone

he's lost it a bit he's mad he's terrified he's disgusted he's everything all at once

he just wants the student gone he wants them away he just wants them dead

he's a lot more stressed hes not as neat as before

it shows, but no one says anything, they know how important you are to him

Idia Shroud

hes even more stressed

hes staying up for longer times, more days playing games watching shows trying not to cry hysterically

he's not showing up to class w/ his tablet he's not answering anyone

he hasn't left his room in forever

he's worried but he's trying not to make himself worse by going out of his little bubble

to get him to sleep Ortho has to knock him out or he passes out himself

he's blackmailing the student finding evyerhting he can about them

he's not leaving them alone until they're crying and running and screaming for their mom

he's pissed and sad he wants to die but live he's this he's that

Malleus Draconia

its thundering instantly, he's pissed hes sad its going to flood

they have to evacuate the school as malleus is flooding it and setting things on fire with his lightning

however no matter what the nurses' area is not getting destroyed or touched in any way

you're in there hes keeping that place safe from himself and others

he cries he does he has his students track down the one who pushed you off

hes dealing with them himself

hes calling his personal doctor from his home

hes giving you the best treatment he can

almost overblots

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hibiscusfairys · 8 months

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🐞 draco malfoy ; unrequited love, part 5 (hufflepuff fem reader)

♪ a lots gonna change : weyes blood

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

♡ warnings: angst

tagged: @miawastakens @watercolorskyy @pinkynecktie

also to the last person who requested to be tagged, im so sorry but i cant seem to find your blog when i try to tag it :(

by the way a reference to the last chapter, i realised adrian pucey is two years older than harrys year, so for the sake of it not being weird just pretend he was a year older than us

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You cried all night.

You didn’t know if whether you had swayed him, or distanced him from you even more. Each passing thought that involved him had only provoked your yearning tears. By the end of the long evening, your pillow was wet with the heartbreak and sadness you wept for him.

You were stupid enough to believe he was for you. The muggleborn girl and the pureblooded boy with a family full of blood supremacists which he was surely influenced from — yeah, right. What a foolish imagination you must have.

Dawn had rolled around, and your quiet sobs had eventually stopped and morphed into your sleep. The bright light of the sun shone through the fogged window, reflecting onto your hair. Your yellow duvet covers were spread everywhere, and the mascara you had worn from the ball before had stained your pillow like watery, black ink.

You rose up from your slumber, increasingly light headed from all the thinking you had been doing all night. It was time to finally get on with your life, and leave this all behind. Your feelings for him would have to disappear, soon enough.

Your ball dress was still on, and was crumpled from the action of tossing and turning restlessly in your bed.

A letter was positioned unknowingly on the windowsill. You noticed that the window door was open, the cold air hitting your face like a vent. You saw that a midnight feathered owl with amber eyes as bright as streetlights perched on the sill, looking at you with its pupils dilating.

Eagerly, you opened the letter, hoping it to be from your parents. They had only just figured out how to use the owl. But the envelope looked too classy, too posh even. Nothing like the basic white envelopes you’d usually see.

It had a certain family emblem on the black seal.

Ripping the top of the envelope, you lifted the mysterious letter from the pocket. You had almost instantly recognised the handwriting, as you had seen it in your potions class not too long ago. It was Malfoy’s.

The words were carefully carved with ink on the parchment, and ink smudges seemed to be far less of a problem for him to prevent than it was for you. Using a quill and proper ink was still something to get used to, even if it had been 4 years. You anxiously let your eyes scan the page, a lump forming in your hoarse throat from all the sobbing. To….

I apologise for my previous behaviour last night

I understand that I may have upset you. This is quite new to me actually. I’m too wrapped up in myself to recognise others problems, if I am being honest.

However, while I still stand by what I said about us not working out, I do want to create a compromise with you. And before you ask, I’ve dealt with Astoria. It was entirely difficult for me to tell her. And to be honest, I am feeling quite down. But I’m still so confused on where my heart is leading and I don’t want to lead her on either. She’s one of the only people I care about. Except for my family and some others which I won’t name.

If you are so desperate, it will have to be a hidden secret between us. If I ever eventually decide to let myself love you, while the guilt might weigh heavily on me, I am not afraid of it. It is quite dismaying knowing that you aren’t a pure-blood like I am, but I want to learn to be more tolerant at least. And I’ll try to be more open. But don’t let a word slip out. I’m sorry if I am asking much. I should really not ask you of anything, but I can’t help it. I’m still adjusting to this. I thought it would be so easy, love. But it’s not. Sometimes we fall in love with the wrong people. But I don’t want to label you as wrong. Rather — unexpected. My family will surely be disappointed, so it’s why I’m so hesitant. But it’s a risk I am willing to take for my heart to finally be at rest. It has been tugging on me for weeks.

Do answer me later. Moreover, maybe I can explain it to you better in person.

Draco Malfoy

You saw your tears melt onto the paper. Different emotions poured through you like a rainfall, you felt excited and happy, but also unnerved. It disappointed you that he couldn’t accept you in the first place.

You found out your quill and a pot of ink.

To Malfoy,

Thank you for your letter. I am glad that you’ve explained to me your feelings. Sometimes writing it down makes everything better.

But please, do accept me as I am. I don’t want to pressure you into doing something you won’t find comfort in. Plus, it would put me in danger too. I don’t know what your family is like, but I don’t want to entrust them just yet.

However, I do feel similarly. Maybe we could try it.

I’d be glad to keep it a secret for you.

From…

You finally signed your name in one swoop of your quill.

“Hopefully..” You say to yourself, handing the addressed envelope to the messenger owl.

☆

thank you all so much for reading this fic, i appreciate all the support youve given me so much and im excited to write more future ones for you soon ♡

also im sorry if the ending seems quite rushed, i had no idea what to do and i didnt want to keep anyone waiting too long :( ill try to improve on this in the future and hopefully, not pressure myself too much with releasing chapters

#harry potter #harry potter fic #draco x reader #angst #draco angst #draco imagine #draco malfoy angst #draco x female reader #draco x hufflepuff!reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco x muggleborn!reader #draco x muggleborn

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fleshbarbie · 2 years

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late night talks - billy hargrove x reader.

a/n: in this i refer to the reader having a younger brother, i didn’t name him so it’s completely your choice as to who he is. he can be one of the stranger things kids (the only one i cant see him being is will because will is a sweetheart and i cant see him acting like this), or he can be just some random kid. enjoy!

you twirled your hair around your finger, a bored huff forcing a gush of air to blow at the few loose strands of hair that had fallen from the front of your tightened ponytail. you had been sat outside, on your doorstep for what felt like hours now (but in reality it had only been close to one hour) the cold concrete had caused a few shivers to travel up your spine and the light breeze of wind every now and then didn’t help but you didn’t want to move.

yourself and your boyfriend billy had a date night planned, you usually made sure to squeeze at least one in a week, preferably at the weekend but if needed an after school date was never really an issue. it was nearing eight o’clock on a friday night and billy had told you he was going to be picking you at seven when he had dropped you home after school, with a kiss and a promise that he wouldn’t be late. yet here you were, getting a few nosy glances from the neighbours that attended to their gardens as they took note of how long you had been stuck in the same spot. but you didn’t let it get to you.

the door that belonged to your house creaked open behind you, “(y/n), the phone for you. it’s billy.”

you didn’t miss the disapproving tone in the voice that belonged to your beloved younger brother, who was stood with a hand on his hip and a judgemental look in his eye. you just rolled your eyes at the tone, knowing he hadn’t approved of your relationship with hawkin’s self proclaimed bad boy since day one but he didn’t know billy the way you did. nobody did.

you didn’t bother to give your brother any kind of response, only lightly pushing past him to enter your home. the warm air engulfed you in a cozy hug the moment you got through the doorway and your body relaxed in satisfaction, delighted by the newfound heat. you quickly made your way into the kitchen where the phone was placed face-down on the counter.

“hey billy, where are you?” you questioned your boyfriend, the finger that was previously twirling at your hair now twirling around the phone cord instead.

“hey gorgeous, um...” you instantly picked up on how quietly billy was talking through the phone, almost whispering as if not to disturb anyone and your stomach dropped the second you understood why. “i’m really sorry but i don’t think i’m gonna make it tonight.”

of course you were sad to find out you would no longer be spending the evening with the boy who had stolen your heart within weeks of moving to the small town you had lived in since birth, but one feeling overpowered that and it was fear.

“that’s okay, don’t worry about it baby. is everything okay?” you questioned, now nervously chewing at your bottom lip, surely leaving some of the pink lipgloss you had applied earlier to stain your teeth but that was far from your biggest concern right now.

“yeah ... well no but.” he sighed, and you heard some movement echoing through the landline before he spoke again. “i can’t really talk about it right now but i promise i’m okay. nothing to worry your pretty little head about okay?”

you weren’t entirely convinced, but there wasn’t much you could do in this situation. storming over to billy’s house to find out what really went down would only cause more trouble for him and you knew he’d be the one to suffer the consequences, not you. so all you could do was nod and hope it wasn’t as bad as your mind was making it out to be.

“okay. but please, if gets any worse don’t suffer in silence. i’m always here for you, i’ll leave my window open for you tonight, okay? just in case.”

five miles away from where you were currently stood, billy hargrove’s heart swelled triple in size in his chest. he had never had anyone that cared for him the way you did, aside from his mother but he still held a whole lot of resentment towards her after she left him with his poor excuse of a father. everyday he feared you were gonna wake up one day and realize just what a piece of shit he was, come to your senses and tell him you were leaving him and that was that. but it had been near eight months now and you were both going strong.

“thank you sweet girl, i’m sorry for standing you up.” he frowned at the thought of you stood at the front door in a pretty outfit and a pretty smile, all gone to waste. “tomorrow night okay? we’ll go out tomorrow.”

“don’t worry about that right now, just look after yourself please billy.” you near enough pleaded through the phone, to which he responded to with a light chuckle but he eventually promised he would.

“look i gotta go, he’s been pacing around outside for a few minutes now he’s bound to come back in any second and if he sees me adding to the phone bill, i’ll be on for a round two. i love you, okay? i’ll make this up to you.”

your heart clenched, you swore you could feel actual pain in your heart at the hell your boyfriend lived through everyday from the one person who was supposed to provide him love and comfort.

“okay billy. i love you too, so much. don’t forget that okay? i’ll speak to you tomorrow.”

the two of you exchanged a few goodbyes, neither of you actually wanting to hang up the phone knowing that once you did the comfort of having the other person with you was gone, even if you weren’t technically in each others presence, hearing each others voice was almost as good. you let out a heavy sigh, your back resting against the wall as you closed your eyes and attempted to clear your head before it went on overdrive with a hundred different ideas of what was going on at the hargrove residence.

“he stood you up didn’t he?” the familiar voice of your brother broke the tension, a smirk present on his face as if he wanted to blurt out a proud ‘i told you so’.

you glared at him, yet again infuriated by the presence of your younger sibling who always thrived in your misery.

“it’s not like that dipshit, he’s dealing with stuff.” you crossed your arms, awaiting whatever bullshit came out of his mouth next.

“yeah, stuff meaning another girl. it’s so obvious.” he scoffed, and you rolled your eyes at the ignorant comment.

of course that’s what he’d think, that’s what everyone thought about billy. the only way you could prove him wrong was if you told him what was actually going on, but it wasn’t your personal life to share with whomever you felt necessary. you could never do that to billy, not only was it an incredible violation of his trust but you also knew billy would most likely want nothing to do with you if he found out you’d spilled his darkest secret.

so instead you bit your tongue, but sent another extra mean glare towards your brother before your turned on your heel deciding to retreat to your room for the night before nasty words were exchanged.

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it was now just past midnight, and you were nice and cozy in bed with the book you were almost finished with and an almost cold hot chocolate sat on your bedside table. the only light in the room was the one coming from your lamp beside you, the rest of your room was enveloped in a darkness that you could only see through if you really focused.

you never minded the dark when you had a distraction from it, your book being the perfect one right now. you only had a couple chapters left and you were done, which was almost as heartbreaking as it was satisfying. luckily you had a few other books stacked up on your desk that you hadn’t read yet so it’s not as if you were at risk of lacking any entertainment when you finished this one.

just as you turned the page to the next chapter, you heard a clanging noise echo into your room almost as if something had clashed against the window. you jumped at the sudden break of silence, but it only took a second to understand what the noise was, or rather who it was coming from. you sat up right in bed, preparing yourself from the worst as your muscled boyfriend climbed through your window and landed on your carpeted floor with a light thud.

you didn’t know whether to cry or breath a sigh of relief when you saw his face and noticed he got away lucky this time, only a discoloured bruise sat on his cheekbone. it saddened you that you counted that as a win, that it was such a norm now to see billy walk around with cuts and bruises. but you decided not to dwell on the darkness of it all, not when you had billy right in front of you and right now he looked as if the only thing he wanted was some comfort.

“hey baby, come here.” opening your arms was all it took for billy to quickly kick off his heavy boots, his denim jacket quickly joined the boots on the floor and he was all but diving into your bed with his head resting on your stomach.

the book had been knocked onto the floor, the page you were about to read lost as the book closed but you were more focused on the broken boy laid on top on of you. you began running your fingers through his golden curls, using your nails to lightly scrape at his scalp, something you knew always calmed him.

it wasn’t long before his tense body caved in and relaxed at your comforting touch, his arms moving to give your body a tight yet gentle squeeze, his way of thanking you. no words were exchanged whilst you continued to play with his hair and massage his scalp, for the next ten minutes all that could be heard was the light breathing shared between you both and the occasional hum of approval that slipped past billy’s content smile.

he eventually moved, sitting up so he was now sat on his knees facing you with a vulnerable look in his beautiful blue eyes.

“he found out about our date, said i was wasting my time getting all dressed up like some pansy because i was on babysitting duty tonight.” he shook his head at the memory, and you were quick to lean forward and grab his hand between both of yours. “i tried telling him we had this planned for awhile, that it wasn’t something i could just cancel but he didn’t care. he just started screaming at me for talking back, called me disrespectful, said i didn’t appreciate all that he did for me and then he gave me a backhand to the face.”

he gestured to the dark bruise on his face, and you sighed giving his hand an extra squeeze. neil hargrove was a complete asshole, it was a shame he hadn’t fallen victim to one of the creatures that had escaped from the upside down last year.

“susan tried telling me he didn’t mean it, he was already pissed off from work and it had him getting mad at everything but-“

“that’s no excuse to go around hitting your son.” you finished for him, not entirely sure that was where he was going but it needed to be said.

he nodded in agreement, but didn’t say anything else.

“billy that man is a sad excuse for a father, the way he treats you everyday is disgusting i don’t know what could possess any person to hurt their own child the way he hurts you. it’s evil ... i don’t think you understand how incredibly strong you are for putting up with this your whole life.”

you moved, inching towards billy with a light grip on his shoulder and your other hand moving to caress his cheek being mindful of the new injury. “not many people would be able to live the life you live without crumbling under it all, i love you so much and i am endlessly proud of you for dealing with his shit without blowing up and doing something you can’t undo.”

billy finally held eye contact with you, his own glossy with unshed tears that only took one last blink for them to come rushing down his tanned face. you wiped away the streams, gripping the back of the californian boy’s neck to pull him towards you so you could place a gentle kiss against the now wet skin.

“what did i do to deserve you?” his deep voice reached your ears and you rolled your eyes playfully at the question.

“absolutely nothing hargrove.” you smiled, the same expression reflecting on billy’s features. “absolutely nothing.”

his hands that had been by his side throughout the whole interaction now rested on either side of your face and he slowly pulled you into a passionate kiss, his soft lips clashing with your own to give you the most love filled kiss he had ever given you. it almost brought you to tears of your own, feeling the deep intimacy in the act of affection that billy once was scared to show you, before you had broken down the walls the boy had built around himself over the years of neglect and abandonment.

the burn from lack of oxygen had you reluctantly breaking the kiss, one you had wished you could enjoy for two hours straight. a loving smile was present on your swollen lips, “sleep?”

billy smiled back and nodded, his eyes never leaving your own. “sleep.”

#billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove fanfic #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargrove angst #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #dacre montgomery imagine #dacre montgomery x reader

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milkteahood · 1 year

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Can I make a weird request. Kinda like a next day after intimacy with brahms, it just the roles switched and brahms having to take care of the reader cause the cant walk. I just think it be funny and fluffy. Also he doesnt know many chores so the next day it be up to us to clean up 😂

Note: I haven’t realized I have so many requests in my inbox since I was not here much, so my apologies for the delay lol anywayyyyy I love this idea

days with you

Brahms x reader

As the morning sun broke through the window, you found yourself gently rolling over and away from it. Although it wasn’t long until an arm wrapped itself around you and pulled you closer. Brahms pressed himself against your back, his nose nuzzling your hair. It was quite cute, you thought to yourself, that even in his sleep, he can’t stand being too far from you. As you slowly opened your eyes, and the soreness hit your body, you started to recall the events that brought you into this situation.

Your memories were slightly foggy, maybe due to the lack of feeling in your legs, or maybe you were still too tired to think straight. Either way, you didn’t care too much, for even the little clarity you had that early morning was enough to fill your stomach with butterflies.

“No Brahms! How many times do I have to tell you? Throwing tantrums isn’t going to make me want to help you with any chores!” you yelled around the room, hearing his footsteps in the walls.

He didn’t talk much, not when he was angry anyway. After some years spent together, you decided it was time he learns how to do chores himself too. Initially he didn’t take it well, but it was understandable, all his life he had people do things for him. After a while though, he started to help, he realized it made you happy and realized that the happier you were, the more you will praise him and do what he wants.

“Stop acting this way! I’m tired too! And I’m done with your crap!” you yelled again, but this time, there were no footsteps. Was he ignoring you? The thought of it made you even angrier and for once, you weren’t going to go after him. And so you didn’t. You continued with your day, with no Brahms in sight.

As the night approached, you started to feel bad and worry. He didn’t come out for dinner, didn’t come for a shower, didn’t come in the room as you were changing. You realized he was probably really sad or really angry and you didn’t know which was worse. Either way it was you who’d have to deal with the tantrums. But to his credit, ever since you two became a thing, he has tried to get better. Which is why he didn’t break half the house in rage, but preferred to keep his distance.

You decided you had to find him. Both of you had a whole day to cool down and it was time to talk. As you made your way through the walls and to his old room, you found him sitting on the bed. Even with his mask on you could feel him stare right into your soul.

“Brahms..” you said.

“Leave.” he responded, his deep voice filling the room.

“I’m not leaving until we talk” you stood your ground.

He didn’t respond, just stood up and started to talk towards you. “Leave” he repeated, heavier this time. Yes, he was trying to intimidate you, you it was having the opposite effect. He stood there, towering over you. It was moments like these your height difference hit you. You just kept looking at him and you could feel him tense up. Was he really that angry with you?

Without realizing, your hand ended up resting on the side of his mask. But it was just for a moment, because he grabbed your hand and pushed it away. You looked at your hand and then at him again, even in his anger he was still being gentle. You didn’t want to keep poking the bear, but you also didn’t want to leave things as they were, so, in a very little thought decision, you ripped his mask off and kissed him. Your heart stopped for a second, lips on his, not moving at all. You only felt yourself breathe again when he kissed you back, although it was a very angry and eager kiss. His big hand holding you by the back of your head, keeping you in place, while your arms wrapped themselves around his neck. The kiss was hungry, full on emotion, and you knew in that moment you weren’t going to be able to walk the next morning.

“Brahms..” you said, rolling over to face him, gently tracing his features with your finger.

“Hm?” he mumbled, in a mix of child like voice and adult.

“It’s starting to get late, we should get up”

“I don’t want to, Y/N” he responded with the voice of a child.

“Well, I’m hungry” you pleated, giving him a smile.

After some back and forth he stood up and you did too, or better said, you tried too. Because the second your legs were forced to support you, they gave up on you. As your body met the floor, Brahms turned to you worried and kneeled down.

“Y/N?” his voice was concerned, eyes widened, looking at you

“I’m fine... I can’t feel my legs..”

He looked at you for a while, worried at first, not knowing what was wrong. As he saw you rub your lower abdomen, it hit him, and worry turned into a smirk as he helped you up and back in the bed.

“Rest” he said, and kissed the top of your head.

“So you’ll do the chores today?” you smirked, getting comfortable again, almost rubbing it in his face that he did it to himself.

As realization hit him, he bit his tongue. He was going to have to do the chores himself. He knew how to do his chores, but he had no idea about yours. He didn’t know white clothes shouldn’t be washed together with red ones, so now he got himself a few pink shirts. Nor he had any idea how long you’re supposed to cook something for, granted, a little burnt and crispy meal wasn’t gonna kill anyone.

Brahms didn’t go a few hours before coming back into your shared room and pick you up, still completely naked, and carry you downstairs. He didn’t say anything but you knew he needed help. The day consisting of him carrying you around and you pointing out to him how everything needed to be done, trying not to think too much about the rest of the messes you would have to clean up the next day.

You tried your best not to chuckle when he did something stupid, you knew that would hurt him. Instead you opted for encouragements, seeing that always worked with Brahms. The more you praise him, the more likely he is to do what you want. It kept him happy and gave you some peace.

As the day went by, your legs started to feel better and so you tried to help him here and there. Ultimately you found yourself in bed again, his head nuzzling your chest. You gazed at him, taking in his features and your nails gently scratched his back. Being around Brahms did have its ups and downs, but he was trying and he was slowly getting better and that’s what really mattered to you.

#milkteas asks #brahms heelshire #brahms x you #brahms x reader #brahms heelshire x you #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms the boy #slasher x reader #slasher x you #slasher x y/n #slasher fanfiction #brahms x y/n #slashers x you #slashers x reader #slashers x y/n

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alphawolfstabs · 6 months

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I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM. BARE WITH ME. PLEASE.

ahem- y’all remember that post I made about Sam turning 18 and going to find Billy? Listen to this shit- [apologies if I can’t write Sams character well- I will be trying here though.] [Survivor au so Billy and stu are like.. kinda popular, blame River for that idea.]

Sam stares out the taxi window, blinking slowly. She made the decision to come here, but now that she was here all she wanted to do was run away.

The taxi driver was talking, but the words faded in the background and Sam couldn’t hear them. She just fumbled with her money, gave it to him as she muttered a thanks and stepped out the car.

She stood in front of the house for a good minute before walking up the path that leads to the door.

It was a beautiful house, with a fence in the back. It looked like the kind of house she would see in the movie ‘Stab’, but it was really pretty.

She breathed out slowly as she knocked on the door. There was barking inside for a moment, and she didn’t have to wait long for the door to open.

“Can I help you?” She looked at him, her dad. Billy Loomis- she’s seen pictures of him before, but now that she was actually here in person she could see a few similarities between them.. it was.. strange, to say the least.

“You’re.. Billy Loomis, right?”

He sighs, and leans his head on the doorframe. “Listen kid, I don’t do autographs, I’m not giving you some free shirt-”

Sam shakes her head. “What? No- no I’m..” she pauses, for a soft moment before finishing, “I’m Samantha? Sam Carpenter. You’re my dad.”

Billys brown pinch together and he shakes his head. “Uh huh- nice try.”

“You fucked my mother! You’re my dad, she talked about you a lot. We can get a dna test if-”

“Did I just hear you have a daughter?” Someone else pops up behind Billy, holding a cat in his arms. Sam recognizes him, that’s Stu. Stu Loomis, Billys husband and friend during the murders of ‘96.

Billy elbow Stu in the stomach carefully, “go away” he mutters softly.

Sam looks between them both, and then she sighs. “My mom was Christina Carpenter, you don’t remember her?”

“Not in the slightest.” Billy sounds almost like he’s hissing it at her, but it doesn’t want to make her back down in any regard. Instead, it makes her want to stand taller.

“Wait-” Stu talks, and he looks at her now. “Christina Christina.. Dude!” He looks at Billy. “You don’t remember her? You guys had sex at my party- pretty sure it was like.. roughly around September?”

Billy blinks at him, then shrugs. “I wouldn’t know, pretty sure I was drunk that entire time.”

Sam feels something curling in her stomach when she fully realized he had no idea about her. She doesn’t know why, but it makes her feels almost sad. Maybe she should’ve expected that, but she still had a little hope that maybe.. maybe he would know.

“You were in fact very drunk, now that I think about it,” Stu confirms with a nod, then he’s looking at Sam.

Sam looks at him back, and he seems nice enough. At least, he seems nicer than Billy.

“You here by yourself?”

Sam nods. “It’s like.. kinda my birthday? And I wanted to know who my dad was- I can probably just” she makes a slightly annoyed gesture with her hands. “Call another taxi and leave though-”

“Absolutely not.” Billy shakes his head. “No way- look..” Billy sighs, rubbing his face. “You can stay for a while, if you want- we have the room and I guess..” Billy does a hand gesture as well, and Sam realizes that’s something she does a lot. She must’ve gotten that from him. “It might be nice to get to know you.”

Stu smiles. “I get to be a dad!”

“Aren’t you already a dad?” Sam and Billy say together, both pointing to the cat. Then they’re looking at each other, before Billy laughs.

“Oh I see. You’re both going to Gang up on me now.” Stu shakes his head. “That’s gotta be a Loomis thing.”

Billy looks at Sam with a hum, “Whatdya think? Team Loomis?”

Sam smiles just a little and nods. “Team Loomis..” she almost whispers it, not being used to say Loomis in reference to herself. But something about this feels.. right. It feels like a home, something she rarely experienced back with her mom.

"Happy birthday, by the way."

She smiles just a little more. "Thank you," She utters, and she feels a warmth in her chest. Maybe this time, she'll be able to feel like she belongs in a place. A place to call home.

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AHHHHH. I cannot stop thinking about a different au where they meet, it makes me bonkers.

Anyways- Tag list for all my cool friends !!

@koyarkive [ik you don't know scream 5 but its writing so here cap'n] @smashlovesscream @fantasylandbitch @blackwolfstabs

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yeonjun4beagles · 1 year

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drunk(in love)

a/n: hi hi ^^ this is actually based on that little snippet of drunk yeonjun from suchwita hahahahah i cant resist writing cuz really, he is so cute >< so enjoy reading~ reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! also this is my first attempt on crack (?) so i don't really think it turns out well but wtv ( ;´･ω･`)

you've been friends with txt for quite some time now and really, you've had your fair share of drunken experiences with all of them. well, except for yeonjun. you really wonder why he's never really get drunk in front of you? does he feels uncomfortable? does he not trust you? or is he scary when he's drunk? sad? clingy? you can never guess.

and today you'll get the answer.

you're going over to their dorm tonight for games night and you've asked for soobin's help (well, not really help, soobin just have to make sure yeonjun drinks a lot today and that's not really hard for him) for your agenda.

"y/n noona!!", hueningkai squealed, getting up from his spot and throwing himself over you, almost making you both fall down. "you big puppy, missed me much?", you said as you ruffled his hair, the younger boy just grinning from ear to ear.

"oooof looks like you guys started early without me, huh?", you asked, sitting down across from soobin and yeonjun, the former giving you a knowing nod. the latter however kept quiet, his cheeks rosy from the alcohol. "now now guys, what about we play truth or dare?", beomgyu suggested, grabbing an empty bottle and putting it in the middle of the circle. oh, don't you love it when everything is going your way.

after a few rounds, you grew frustrated, the bottle never landing on that one particular person you're hoping for. at this point, you already has to drink beomgyu's 'concoction of love' as what he likes to call it, taehyun has already somersaulted from the table, beomgyu having to post video wearing ugly wigs, soobin and hueningkai choosing the safe choice of truth which leaves only yeonjun having not done anything.

"okay hyung, i am just gonna give you two choices, truth or dare", soobin said, holding the bottle and pointing it straight at yeonjun's face. the older boy whined, definitely not liking that he has to choose. "truth" "okay, confess your undying love for y/n".

soobin's requests surely had yeonjun suprised, his droopy eyes almost budging out, "that's not fairrrrr", yeonjun turned to soobin, shaking his shoulders and kicking his feet like a child.

oh wow this is certainly not like what you imagine drunk yeonjun would be, all his coolness flew out the window, leaving this cute child in front of you. you're certainly not complaining tho, reaching into your pocket and getting your phone, recording this precious gem.

"what's not fair? you did choose truth so don't be pussy now, hyung", soobin laughed, passing the bottle to yeonjun. he then grabbed the bottle, tapping it as if it's his mic, ready to speak. "ahem, mic check, okay", yeonjun straighten his back, adjusting his imaginary tie before he speaks. "tooooo my beloved y/n, my sparkling blue spring, i am soooo soooo grateful to have you, my goddess in my life", he slurs, his hand making theatric gestures. "youuuuu really make me feel like i'm human, not just an idol people look up to.... how do you do that? making my heart all flowery when you talk to me? ahhhh you really are amazing~ you should open a flower shop, y/n", yeonjun grinned, making the whole room laugh at him. oh he's so gonna regret this when he sobers up.

"let me show you how much i appreciate you with this dance i make for you", yeonjun suddenly stands up, almost stumbling into the table before soobin manage to catch him. "okay now that's enough, hyung. let's go sleep", soobin sighed, practically having to drag yeonjun's ass to his room.

"Y/N DONT LEAVE YETTT COME TO MEEE", you can basically hear yeonjun's whining from his room. now, you really know why he never gets drunk in front of you. such a cutie.

before leaving, you quickly sent the video you recorded to your group chat, knowing how embarrassed yeonjun would be when he woke up.

and as expected, the next morning the house is filled with roars from yeonjun and soobin, the older one chasing the other around the house for a beating. "COME HERE, CHOI SOOBIN, YOU UNGRATEFUL KID HOW DARE YOU!"

#cj!thoughts #tomorrow x together #txt #txt imagines #txt soft thoughts #txt soft hours #txt smut #yeonjun #yeonjun soft hours #yeonjun soft thoughts #yeonjun smut #yeonjun imagines #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #yeonjun hard hours #yeonjun hard thoughts

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breezy141 · 9 months

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☽☹︎ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 - 𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 ☹︎☼

summary: you were on the run, not for humans but from monsters.

warnings: the thought of this made my heart kinda cry. mentions of suicide kind of, swearing.

“run! don’t stop!” abby shouted behind you, there must have about 3 hordes behind the both of you, you were alone. clearing out areas was definitely dangerous but never did you ever think it would end up like this.

the bite on your ankle was burning, gushing of blood, stinging, everything bad you could think off you felt, guilt, sadness, hopeless.

“on your right! there’s a shack!” you looked over and ran, you waiting for abby at your entrance ready to close the door and block it. as she ran past you slammed it shut, she pushed a cabinet over the door.

“abb-” she cut you off “oh my god, what do we do love? there’s gotta be a way out of this” you continued to call her name but she was talking over you “abby!” you shouted, she turned around.

“im so sorry, you need to go. go right now” abby looked at you confused “i got bit, o-on the way to our last area where i got grabbed. abby i’m so sorry, you need to go right now” she shook her head “no..no no y/n stop don’t do this to me, please baby” she cupped your face, looking into your eyes, tears threaten to fall.

“i’m really sorry, i don’t know what to do. im so scared abby, i don’t want to do this, i-i don’t want to turn into one of them please abby” you sobbed against her chest, she held you close. crying with you.

“no, y/n please you can’t do this to me. i cant feel that feeling again” she whimpered “i am so sorry, i love you abby. please tell owen, mel and m-manny i’m sorry” abby pressed her forehead against yours. “i don’t know what i’m going to do y/n”

“you’re going to go back, tell everyone, say i went in a good way, d-don’t tell them the truth but them three. you are going to continue to be the wonderful person you are, work as hard as you usually do, be the abby that i know” she shook her head. you pulled the necklace from your neck and gave it to her “please don’t forget me abby”

“i could never” the sound of the door getting hit by the hordes made you both jump “you need to go, please” you begged for her to jump from a window or something like that. she nodded, she gave you a kiss and with that she left. you stood in the centre of the room tears streaming down your cheeks.

[3 DAYS LATER]

abby made her way to the shack, mel, owen and manny following behind. she stopped before opening the door, her eyes started to water “abby, i’ll go if i have to” she shook her head “no, you guys stay here” she opened the door and breathed out heavily, she found your lifeless body. slumped up the corner, gun in hand.

a note had been placed next to your arm, she walked over to it. she tried her hardest not to look at you, but she couldn’t help herself. there you were, skin had turned so dull, eyes began to darken, the bite on your ankle had turned a funny colour, it was covered in pockets of puss and dried up blood.

she picked up the note and it read

abby, i hope you find this letter but at the same time i hope you don’t. i don’t want you to see what i look like, i don’t know what will happen, if i still turn into one of them or if i made it out in time. telling you what happened was the worst thing i’ve ever had to do, i know what you have been through and i hate myself that i told you in a way that i did. i hope to be able to watch over you, and guide you in a way. please don’t think of this moment ever again, i want you to remember me, but remember the great memories. i love you abby, i want to write more but i’m afraid those things will get in and tear me up. i’ll see you in heaven my darling, goodbye. -y/n

she folded up the letter and put it in her backpack, she took yours as well. she studied you, she remembers your laugh, the way it sounded, it was contagious. she remembers how your eyes would light up when you saw her or alice. she remembers the freckles you had on nose and cheeks, they would darken when being in the sun for a certain amount of time. she remembers the way you used to say her name, it rolled off your tongue so perfectly, it was something she loved.

“i love you y/n”

________

i’m crying :3

#abby x reader #abby anderson #tlou #abby tlou #tlou2 #tlou1 #tlou fanfiction #tlou fic

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heeracha · 2 years

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ep 50. / ep 51. — the flower arrangement by the cashier. / ep 52.

buy one, take me. — l. heeseung

synposis: with his best friend asking him for help because said best friend was scared he wasn't "boyfriend material" enough, heeseung looks for flower shops for his best friend's girlfriend. thankfully, jake knows someone from the university who has an aunt that owns a flower shop, you. now, heeseung messages you and shyly, but shamelessly asks if he can get any promos or discounts to which you shamelessly answered him, "buy one, take me". heeseung doesn't pass on this, of course. after all, you are pretty damn cute.

pairing: heeseung x flortist!fem!reader

content/genre: college au, slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, of course. two idiots aka heey/n. just some sadness <3 unproofread hehe

note: im closing the taglist okay? i dont wanna be rude but dont ask me bcs i cant say no 😭 so im just going to say that taglist is close ,,, okay see u on ep 53 <;3 playlist

the sound of the curtains dragging against the rod wakes heeseung up along with the sun rays going through his window. he groans, looking up to see jay opening his window. “hey, good morning,” jay says and heeseung sighs, turning back and closing his eyes. “heeseung, come on. it’s been four days since graduation. time to get up.”

heeseung groans. “go home, jay.” he grumbles and jay sighs, looking at his best friend as he scratches the back of his neck. jay sits on the edge of the bed, looking at heeseung who was under his covers.

“what did y/n say?” jay asks.

“does it matter?” heeseung asks.

“i’ll help you fix it, like you did with ae-cha and i.” jay softly says and heeseung sighs, wiping his tears off before removing the covers off his head.

“there’s nothing to fix. we weren’t even together in the first place.” heeseung says and jay sighs.

“but it was getting there, anyway,” jay says and heeseung sighs. “we don’t know what’s taking the two of you so long.” he says. “but it doesn’t matter, come on, let’s go to her fix it—”

“jay, she told me not to call her.” heeseung says and jay sighs.

“what happened? tell me, come on.” jay says and heeseung sits up, sighing.

“we were supposed to meet that night you and ae-cha fought. i forgot because—i’m not saying it’s your fault—” heeseung says and jay rolls his eyes, chuckling. “but you were panicking so much, i just needed you to calm down, so i forgot about y/n. then when you ran off, she texted me and i said i can’t make it, something came up. then i saw ae-cha, i comforted her, y/n saw it.”

heeseung sighs, looking at jay. “i know it doesn’t make sense why y/n suddenly—”

“she knows, doesn’t she?” jay asked and heeseung only raised an eyebrow. “that you were in love with ae-cha.”

heeseung looks at jay who shrugs. “how did you know?”

jay chuckles. “you suck at hiding it, at least, to me.” he says. “i know you like the back of my hand, hee. i knew it since ae-cha and i got together, it made me feel bad, honestly. and, i’m sorry for asking for help for our anniversary. i really don’t know who to go to, but you.”

heeseung shakes his head. “if you didn’t, i would still be hung up on her and i wouldn’t have met y/n.” he says and jay nods. “why are you not mad?”

jay chuckles, shaking his head. “it’s not like you can control it. what can you do? besides, you didn’t jeopardize our relationship. you always helped me, even if i’m not asking for help.” jay says and heeseung chuckles. “back to y/n.”

“yeah, she knows.” heeseung says. “it’s how we got closer. she just knew when i talked to ae-cha. she was scared that i’m just using her to get over ae-cha.”

“but she still took the risk,” jay says and heeseung shrugs. “i heard from sunoo that y/n was on the edge the past few days. i’m thinking it wasn’t just the ae-cha thing. it’s just what pushed her to the edge and burst.”

heeseung looks at the side, thinking of something. “shit,” he says and jay looks at him. “we were going to talk about something. she was going to tell me something.” heeseung says as he stands up on the bed, jumping off as he goes to the shower to fix himself.

jay waits for him and when the taller boy is done, they both run to jay’s car as he drives to the flower shop. jay drives as fast as he can and when he pulls up, heeseung opens the door, climbing out of the car as he pushes the door open, going inside. “y/n, flower?” heeseung calls, leaning over the counter to see if you were there, just like when he first properly met you.

but you weren’t there.

heeseung sighs, stopping when he sees his flower arrangement in front of the cashier counter, along with the origami flower bouquet he gave you. why is it there? not in your room?

“heeseung, sweetie?” the called boy hears and he turns around to see your aunt. “what are you doing here? did you need something?”

“i need to talk to y/n, is she upstairs?” heeseung asks and your aunt only gives him a confused look. “we were going to talk about something last week, but we got into a fight. i just want to fix things with her.”

“oh,” your aunt says. “sweetie, uh, y/n left.”

“left?” heeseung repeats. “where?”

“sunfloral,” your aunt answers.

“that’s on the other side of the world.” heeseung mumbles and your aunt nods. “when is she coming back?”

“she permanently moved there, sweetie.” you aunt softly says. “her flight was yesterday.”

“how? she never told me she applied, we always tell each other everything.” heeseung questions.

“she didn’t know she applied, too.” your aunt chuckles. “remember the family reunion thing?” she asks and heeseung nods. “her parents started going off again about her course and how she will never get anywhere, she was tired of it, she was crying, she got drunk, she wanted to call you because you said to call you if something happens. but i stopped her because i’m worried that she might say something stupid. i took her phone, she went through my laptop and next thing i knew, she sent an application.”

heeseung nods, looking down and your aunt sighs, opening her arms to which heeseung accepted, hugging your aunt. “i’m sorry, sweetie.” your aunt says, running her hand up and down his back. “i really thought she told you. when she came home crying last week, i thought she told you and you two broke up.”

heeseung sighs, letting his tears fall as he closes his eyes.

“she’ll be back. that’s for sure, okay?” she says and heeseung nods.

but everything would have changed by then.

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Odd request, but could you mess around with slashers x gn/male partner who gets seasonal depression or it gets worse when the weather gets crummy? It's been raining for a while where I am and could go for a little comfort, haha.

Possibly Brahms or Billy Lenz? Or anyone else you really want to write.

Can do🌼 If anything here is not accurate please feel free to let me know i really dont want to offend anyone🌺

They/them partner with masculine features okay? Because it might get confusing to read when everyone has he/him pronouns i really hope that you dont mind i just know it wil get confusing

(Sfw) (Request open)

Billy Lenz👽

What you mean seasoned depresion? Doenst sound tasty? He does not belive in long words.🙄

At first he will think that his partner will just be sad for whole winter(or other season but Winter/Autumn is pretty common) which is upsetting because he loves winter. But when he finally understands what being depressed means, he will do his best to be useful

Even if they dont have Energy to leave bed/ do anything in hause, he will stay with them, at first he might talk but if they arent in mood for that he will just keep them company. Its his way of saing 'hey im here for you its gonna to be okay🌼'

He cant cook but if he sees that they were avoiding food latley or just not leaving their room for a while, he will bring them choco pudding

If his partner is cis-man and they grow a bread(and it gives them disphora) he will help them shave it. Like yeah Billy is silly chaotic goblin man but u seen him? Either he has testosterone level -5 or he knows how to shave

Also if they feel bab when weather is gloomy he will just cover the Windows? No Windows=no weather affecing them, easy😎😎😎 (thats billy saying that not me)

Overall 9/10 wont force them to talk to him and will give food

Brahms Heelshire

He knows what it is, but its still heartbreaking to see them like that

If depresion goes hard like hard to the point they cant leave the bed. You remeber how in every Brahms headcanons i mension that you have to help this guy take a Bath? Yep its reverse now. Now He takes care of them

I know that Brahms is a lil bebi boi lil shmol bebi men, but he can get mature if he wants to, he will bring them tea, headpats and warm words. He will probably avoid talking at first, but its because he feels like walking on minefild, NOT because of them being depresed, but because he knows that he sometimes gets angy at random stuff and he really desnt want to yell at them

Hes more happy to give them hugs and lay in bed with them (of couse if they want to)

He will try light up the mood with good dinner or a nice walk around the mansion.

Will spend more time with you, but if you need space he will understand

Overall 8/10 tries his best to light up the mood by being romantic gentleman. Will bring you tea -2 points for being british

Yautja (hes here only because i have funny ideas)

Wym mental health?? Season makes ur brain go not good?? I- my beloved we are on spaceship rn wym

The idea of depresion itself is pretty new for him, so they need to teach him

He will go 😨wym you sick in mind and theres no medicine? 😓aww man 😍 i guess I will stay by urside and help you with anythin u want😈

This guy will pick you up and carry you everywhere u need to be. U need to take a shower? Boom. You are hungry? Watch him speerun cook some pasta with salt and kechup (he has No clue how to food)

Will cuddle

Again if any of those make their partner uncomfortable he wpnt do it, those are just sugestions. Also I know that depresed people arent just little sad bolls without Energy to get out of bed. But he doesnt know that! He didnt know depresion exsisted till 3minutes ago!

6/10 acts like his lover is shmol sad Ball, and will baby them around

#billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz x y/n #slasher x reader #brahms heelsire x reader #brahms headcanons #brahms the boy #brahms heelsire #brahms x reader #yautja x reader #yautja #slasher headcanons

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therealpontius · 1 year

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Just for tonight… pt2!

Plot: bam takes you out to relive your teen years

Warnings: public nudity, drug misuse, alcohol, mention of death

This ones more sad and short i guess i kinda vented through it 😭

It was 1:50 now and you started changing into thicker clothes to shield yourself from the cold. Bam had sneaked out to get his skateboard, he would be back in ten minutes. God you felt alive again, like a child sneaking out for the first time. A loud wolf whistle sounded from outside your window and bam stood with a backpack and his skateboard in hand. You grabbed your camera and your skateboard you barley knew how to ride in your bag and climbed onto the roof that sat below your window.

"Hey bambam" you greeted him, hopping off the roof "hey y/n y/n, i know where to go follow me" you pulled out your board and followed behind him, you could ride, just not do tricks "supprised you can still ride" he shouted behind him, no doubt waking up a few neighbours "same to be honest" a laugh escaping your lips.

"DICO" bam shouts, next minute dico stands out of the shadows waving "hey shit heads whats going on?" The blunt balanced in his mouth and the lamp post that shon brightly was the only things lighting him up " what are you doing?" Bam asked, you stopped your board next to him, using his shoulders to get you off it "just hanging out with frantz in the skate park, we have weed"a devious smile spread on his face, that wasn't unusual though "cmon y/n" bam took your hand and led you over the small hill in the darkness to a small skate park where you could see frantz lying back on a bench, a cloud of smoke drifting away from him "frantzy we have visitors" fratzs head turned fast at the mention of his name "oh hey guys!"

The atmosphere was AWKWARD, bam skated around while you sat inbetween frantz and dico who were cracking jokes to eachother and reminiscing on childhood 'dramas' that werent so dramatic anymore "oh god i wish i had past me's struggles" frantz laughed passing the almost finished blunt to dico "speaking of past dramas and struggles... y/n! Hows that nose doing?" Wow dicos using your name for once "dented, look" dico and frantz both squint at your nose "still small but you can see the stiches, neat" frantz speaks softly "yeah it was a bugger to deal with" the silence was undoubtably awkward again "im sorry for calling you fattie i thought you found it funny" "ofcourse i didnt you idiot" you both laugh awkwardly "so y/n, where did you go?" "Delaware" they both tilt their heads in confusion "yeah ive got my own apartment and i play the electric guitar in the local pub" "when are you going back?" You paused a little after frantz question, god you didnt want it to be true "tomorrow..." "yikes..."

Bam returned, out of breath and smiley "cmon y/n follow me" you followed him and waved goodbye to frantz and dico. He led you to a flat ground and took his backpack off. 3am it was, Cold but the sky was slowly getting lighter and the air was crisp "finally old enough" bam says pulling his backpack off his shoulders, sitting down after it. You sat too, confusion on your face visible "drink! Here i know ciders your favourite" bam passed you four big bottles of cider before pulling his own drink out "bam thats too much! How much?" He flings his hand your direction "forget about it, i owe you it anyways" you open your first cider and put it to your mouth, the bitter yet sweet alcohol swimming down your throat "i guess so. So what have i missed with you bam, whats been going on?" He stared at the sky with a unreadable expression "im miserable, utterly miserable" bam flumps down onto his back, you following after him "you know i got a ton of money, chicks are coming for me left and right yet im still not happy. Is there something wrong with me?" You giggle slightly at his dramatic tone "no bambam nothings wrong with you. Close your eyes and think of what you REALLY want, then tell me." "I cant do that its embarrassing" "bam we might never see eachother again, try it" he goes silent for a minute giving you time to gulp your cider

"Fuck fine okay" you lay back down next to him and he closes his eyes "i uh... um... i kinda want... you?" A army of guilt stabs your heart, god why didnt you just wait at west chester "im sorry bam... you got me for tonight" "just for tonight?" "Just for tonight..." suddenly he pounces on you, kissing you like he was starving. Without words you both take off your jeans and shirts KNOWING what was about to happen "are you okay with this bam? I mean like public" you where down for doing it anywhere but bam was more private, he didnt like anything out of his comfort zone "its going to be okay, im going to do things how you wanted them" he moves his body so that he was kneeling between your legs handing you a bottle of cider, getting his own too "cheers" with that you both downed as much as you could, putting the bottles down carelessly and continuing the kiss, the strong taste of cider from both your tongues making the experience so much better.

*CRUNCH*

Both of you froze as you head leafs and branches shuffle arounf, the sound was far enough but it soon became closer "quick! oh shit" bam whispered frantically, shoving his clothes on, you started too aswell "WHOS THERE?" You hear from behind you, a deep manly voice followed by a flash light that shon on the both of you. Bam had packed the drink back into his bag and got his skateboard ready, you had everything on but your shirt, failing to find it "FUCK" you screamed, picking your board up and the shirt that conveniently hid under it.

You both ran for your lifes, giggling like the kids you once where "BAM MY SHIRT!" He turned round and his face dropped "oh my FUCKING GOD" you both continued to laugh, running through the streets that where dimly lit by the years old street lamps and the moon that went down slowly untill you met a black alleyway "how the fuck did that happen" he says breathlessly "i couldnt find it!" You shoved it back on and stopped for a breath too, god that was fun.

You spent the next two hours drinking the rest of your ciders and taking photos of bam trying to skate untill the sun came back up. The fact that pedestrians started walking by made you realise that it was time to go, tome to say goodbye to westchester, to bam “bambam…” “yea babe?” God hes got far too comfortable “i need to go home now”

His eyes got watery and he faced away to hide from you “ill take you, lets go”

The skate home was sad, no words where spoke and bam done none of those unnecessary flips that are only just to show off. You got to your bedroom window and he just stood. He wasnt the man you met two days ago, he was the boy you knew six years ago again. The same expression on his face when you would be upset with him or when he had a bad day and came for you for hugs and a cheering up. The morning breeze blew your hair gently, it all seemed too perfect, perfect weather, perfect breeze perfect couple or so someone passing would think. “I need to go bambam” he just shrugged his shoulders and kept his head facing down “enjoy delaware” “i will…” with that you climbed back to your window, no goodbye.

Your parents woke you up at 2pm and you said your goodbyes, you knew once you left it was never going to be the same. Next time you see your dad it would probably be at your moms funeral and the same with everyone else is this ‘perfect’ town.

The car journey home was grim, no music, no dancing, no goodbye.

1am. you sat in your bed, you werent exactly sad but you felt empty like westchester was the reason for that huge hole in your hard that was never filled.

*tink*

*tink, tink*

You opened your blinds to your window hoping that the magpies werent banging there beaks off it again

“Hey sunshine! Wanna let me in its fucking freezing out here?” “BAM!”

@randomqueero :)

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iwannabeastarstarrockmann · 8 months

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I DID IT!! I LEFT HER :)

I bought a plane ticket and flew for the first time (which was so fun and I got to sit by the window both times!) to be with my extended family who I don't know all that well but my grandma is here too and my grandpa is on his way, so I feel more comfortable since they practically raised me. it's been so fun this past week getting to know all of my cousins and aunt and uncle! there's so much to do here too! I've been hiking, biking, riding atvs, riding my aunts boat, attempting wakeboarding although failing miserably, shooting my uncles guns which was a rush!! and it turns out I'm a perfect shot lmao. and on top of all that, this family really likes to do stuff together which I'm not used to at all so I swear I've been getting invited to one thing after the other every day I've been here. there also happens to be a whole lot of positions open up right now in this area which is great because I was mostly worried about how I was going to find a job last minute.

my uncle and I seem to have a lot in common which is comforting. he also grew up in the desert with nothing to do and also had a crazy mom so were getting along very well. we seem to have a lot of similarities in other areas as well. he took me for a day to show me some of his favorite things to do and also show me what a day of work is like for him and put me to work for part of the day so that he could get a feel for what im skilled at. were surrounded by so much forest so he took me to some of his favorite spots close to a cabin he's been fixing up and we got to explore an abandoned mine shaft!!! OMG it was so cool! he also took me to a really nice cemetery near where he works and it was so beautiful and mystical and we saw a whole lot of deer all throughout it which just enhanced the whole experience. I'm having so much fun

I've never been so relaxed in my entire life. its sad to think that this way of living was always available to me lol. oh yeah, the coffee here is absolutely amazing! and there are so many options, its almost overwhelming. now that im able to be more active, I've fallen back into my coffee addiction to stay energized throughout the day lol.

id say the only con is that my aunt is a lot like my mom so sometimes it can be difficult to be around her but other than that, this is like heaven :))

obviously it's not perfect, as I'm still trying to cope with the guilt of leaving my mom and fighting the urge to cut or starve when my guilt gets to be too much but id rather this lingering feeling than the constant torture of living with my mom in a place with nothing to do and nowhere to go, you know?

plus side from all this trauma is that I've lost 14 pounds since I left her and that's just from all the hiking and walking I'm doing during my free time lol

I'm still in a calorie deficit most days but its not really that low compared to how I used to restrict.

I'd say right now the only thing that's really stressing me out is my need to constantly body check, its definitely gotten worse since I moved out here, and its because I really cant tell how others perceive me.

I'm also fighting with myself most days since I got here cause I keep catching myself saying things inside my head like "you dont deserve to eat", "dont be a fat pig", "no one will love you if you get fat", you know, the cliche signs that you are not completely recovered yet, but I think I'm also going to be starting my period soon and I often fall into a depressive state right before, and it often starts with self hatred and then fades halfway through my period.

anyway I've gotten way off track, obviously the move cant solve all of my problems but I am so happy right now despite my mental struggles and still cant believe that I'm lucky enough to be so easily accepted by a family who doesn't even really know me yet! I wouldn't have been able to escape if they weren't so welcoming from the very beginning.

#ed bllog #tw ana diary #childhood trauma #child neglect #trauma #verbal abuse #psychological abuse #tw ana shit #ed vent #i wanna be perfect #edblrr #body ch3ck #ana trigger

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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Hii first of all i hope youre doing great! Make sure to drink water‼️

So i saw that your requests r open but idk if u can do matchups so feel free to ignore this if u dont

But if u do, i was wondering if u could do a jjba matchup from parts 2-7 (any gender idm)

Some info ab me:

Im agender but i use any pronouns, im aroace (! Aroace ppl can still feel romantic feelings js limited, just letting u know bc ppl get confused🥲!)

Id like the matchup to be romantic and some characters i wouldnt rlly like u to include r stroheim, kira, pucci and funny valentine

Okay lets get to the main stuff

My personality is pretty confusing even for me tbh

I can be very serious at times but i can also be very js energetic and yk goofy ig? My energy gets drained quickly after that tho so yeaah

I get told pretty frequently that im harsh but im just honest🤷‍♀️

I prefer saying whats objective and truthful rather than sugarcoating stuff

I can be very supportive tho dont tske this the wrong way

Im an ambivert and idk if yk mbti but since it might help im an Intj e3

Also im a night owl so yeah i love staying up and stargazing from my window💁🏻‍♀️

As for how i act in daily life well, i always try my best to get everything that im assigned done and most of the time i do. I strive for perfection and success in whatever i do and i am very ambitious🏃🏻

At times tho i feel like i need breaks so once in a while i like to just stop and relax, to do absolutely nothing

I like to read books every now and then but i dont have a good attention span and i zone out A LOOOTT

Not just while reading, if im doing anything at all ill just zone out eventually

I really enjoy being in my head with my own thoughts its like my safe space even if its not safe ykwim

Im just a very brain-ish person yk i like thinking i spend hours in my head its like my comfort place

I also like being productive it makes me feel alive

Like doing stuff

Im also a result/success oriented person so yeah

Also other than reading im also into make up and i like to listen to music if u consider that a hobby

I have a very mixed music taste but my friends say its good

I really like lana del rey and indie music but I also love rock and grunge like ac/dc, nirvana, pearl jam etc.

I also listen to stray kids sometimes their music is cool (kpop) but i also listen to j-pop and classical music (ascends me to heaven fr)

I also listen to 90s hiphop. Yeah.

Thats a lot of stuff I KNOW but i told u its a mix

As in fashion i dress either very y2k-ish or like my friends always tell me i look like those 2 girls from mean girls (my clothes)

I like to dress coquette-like though too!

Id also like to be a gothic lolita but i cant so thats sad

I also have brown hair and brown eyes and im average heigthed

My friends say i have the best style so yeah

I dont really have a type but i do have a preference for either people who are like me bcz yk they get me

But i also like funny people like very energetic funny people

We can be like sun moon dynamic idk😭

I like every love language ngl

I have a slight preference for gift giving though

I mean thats the one i use so

The fic is up to u idm what it is

Tysm for ur time, ik that was a lot, feel free to ignore if u dont feel like it have a nice day/night <3

notes: omg hi!! I am finally doing your matchup <3 I feel like it has been in here forever omg. but i am so glad im getting to it today!! i literally have the PERFECT character for you tee hee so let's jump in <3

the character I chose for you is...

GYRO ZEPELLI!!!

you and him have a very similar personality. you can both have a serious front, but goof off with each other, which is the most fun

it makes you a super successful couple too because you both know when it's joking time or not

though you will find him making stupid jokes more often than not

he likes that your harsh/honest

it just really shows that you know who you are and you cant take certain stuff

it just means your strong-willed and that's what he loves about you

there is nothing wrong with being harsh and he tells you that all the time

you and him are very supportive to each other and it really helps the relationship grow

i feel like gyro is honestly a morning person, so you wont find him staying up with you late that often

so while he sleeps next to you pet his hair

but he will 100% stargaze with you while you talk about life and cuddle

you get shit done and that's what he loves about you

and when you two are together, you're literally unstoppable tbh

as ambitious as this man is, he is also lazy, so he will ask you to just sit and cuddle him so you can take a break

and who are you to deny gyro??? i would cuddle in those arms any day

doing absolutely nothing sounds amazing to him, so please stay wrapped in his arms

just know he will fall asleep

since you love reading, but zone out a bit, this man will read to you

he loves to read to you

even if you zone out, he will catch you up

he overall just enjoys reading out loud a lot, so you're going to hear a lot of it

while you're just thinking, he'll be right beside you

you are your own comfort space, but you begin to feel that he is becoming your new one

he is also a mixed music dude, so yall listen to whatever

HE LOVES THE WAY YOU DRESS OMG

literally force him to dress up to and you will be walking ICONS

do his makeup

LITERALLY

he loves when you make him all pretty

he'll braid you hair if you braid his

he is super energetic and funny, so you have the literal perfect man for you

and he will provide every love language, just expect a lot of words of affirmation from him and way too many cuddles

and if you give him gifts, he gets all flustered and blushy

and then he'll get you gifts too :)

and now for your fic :)

You stayed up on the edge of your shared bed with Gyro and watched the stars from your window. You lived in a nice enough area to see all the stars and you were very thankful for that. You couldn't go to sleep, so you decided to open the window and get a breath of fresh air along with your view. Your boyfriend slept quietly next to you, his arms hugged around his own lanky body. You watched his breaths for a moment. In. Out. In. Out. You smiled and ran your fingers through his long sandy blonde hair before looking right back to the window. "Darlin?" You heard from Gyro, making you jump. "What's up?" You asked, seeing his long arms stretch in front of him as he sat up. "Can't sleep?" He asked, avoiding your question. "No, not really. Just wanted to do some stargazing." "Come here," he said, patting his chest. You gladly laid your head on your chest, having an even better view of the stars as he petted the top of your head until he fell back asleep.

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what kind of a pet would victor have? as a kain i cant see him having something like a cat or a dog but i'd love to think of him having an animal companion post-game to keep him company on days his (totally canon) chronic pain flares up.

i have been thinking so much about this since you sent it and i still can't make up my mind! i Love the idea of him having a pet post-game; it always makes me so sad to think of him all by himself in his house, especially considering his (totally canon) chronic pain. it's not really a pet, but i can imagine him sort of befriending some sort of bird which lands on his windowsill one day and then keeps coming back, so he starts leaving out bird seed for it and opening the window so it can hop in, and eventually ends up with a little bird companion which lands on his shoulder when he's working at his desk and flutters around his polyhedron lamp. like you i can't imagine him deliberately acquiring a pet, but i love the idea of him accidentally bonding with an animal and gradually coming to care for it without even noticing. after a while he realises that he is looking forward to getting up in the morning because he can see his bird friend, and later on he starts sitting in the garden so he can watch it hop around in the grass :-) i'm not thinking it would cure his depression or anything but i think it would definitely brighten his days, if only a little bit. oh man i am thinking about this so much now i've started writing this out i have got to draw this now or i will explode

#I LOVE YOU ICARUS PART 2 your questions make me so so happy i have been smiling the whole time i have been writing this #like this -> :D #i love you beloved i hope you are having a lovely day today i am kissing you #asks #pathologic #victor kain

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001-lvr · 2 years

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Deadbeat (ch.3)

Warnings: swearing, substance abuse, smoking, drinking, angst

Summary: Marcia is high, Eddie comes home and is horrified to see his daughter in a state he never wanted to see her in

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Eddie came home with a small bag full of gas station snacks and some beers, hoping it’d cheer Marcia up. When he got into the trailer, the first thing he saw was a very sweaty looking Marcia, pale face and shaking hands. Eddies fatherly instincts (that he never thought he would have) kicked in and he could tell something was up. He put the bags down and ran over to her, he lightly tapped her cheeks to get her to look at him. She couldn’t, her eyes just kept drifting to the ceiling. His brows furrowed and he looked at the table in front of her, seeing 1 line of ket left and 3 empty beers, the faint smell of weed lingering in the air. “What did you do? Marcia what did you do?!” He said, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her lightly. She lifted her head up to look at him and laughed. “Hypocrite. This is exactly how I felt when I saw you snorting that shit. Not a nice feeling, huh?” Eddies breath hitched as he came to realisation, she only did this to prove a point to him.

“Marcia, I told you not to touch anything heavier than weed! And you snorted ket?! And drank at the same time?! And mixed weed with it too?! God, come on, you need fresh air.” He said and picked her up, taking her outside of the trailer. He sat her on a bench and sat in front of her. Marcia looked at him and felt a lot better with the fresh air. “Lucky I didn’t inject it, huh.” Eddie shook his head. “No, no I’m not lucky at all. Shit, Marc. You feeling okay?” He asked, tilting his head to the side to get a better look at her disoriented state. “feelin’ sick.” She said, just before she hunched over and threw up. Eddie rubbed her back. “Yeah. That happens when you drink and get high at the same time, kid.” Eddie sighed. Marcia teared up suddenly, feeling emotional. “M’ sorry dad. Just don’t want you to end up like mom, wanted to show you how bad it was before you got worse. You’re all I have left and I can’t lose you, even if I don’t know you that well. Mom always used to talk about you, telling me about you two playing board games an-and being in corroded coffin together. Telling me you two met through a sale. You’re exactly how I expected you to be, big hair, tattoos, good music taste. Sometimes my mom would mistake me for you when she was high, shouting at me asking why I left her. When she died, I knew I would have to move in with you and more than anything I didn’t want you to hate me. You really are all I have left and I don’t want to watch you die like I watched my mom die. I can still see the foam coming out of her mouth, her pupils so dilated that you can only see the pupil. The amounts of seizures she had, the amount of pain she was in. I cant deal with that happening to you too. I want to know you before you die, now I feel like shit. Head hurts and it feels like I’m not really here. Hate it.” Eddies eyes held a deep sadness as he pulled his daughter into his arms.

“I know marci. I know. You’ll feel better soon, you gotta have something to eat.” He said as he helped her stand up and they walked back into the trailer. He opened the windows to let fresh air in and he grabbed the powdered donuts he brought from the gas station and gave them to her, which she gladly ate. He handed her a glass of water too, which she gratefully drank. She sat down on the couch across from Eddie and put her head on a couch cushion. Eddie sat forward with his elbows on his knees and his head slightly tilted down. “You know Marci, I’m not going to let that happen to me. I swear to you that I won’t leave you. Not again. So don’t worry about that. Okay? For now, you need to sleep.” Marcia nodded. “Yeah. M’ tired.” She said, and got up walking to her room. She changed into her pyjamas and got into bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Eddie came in around 20 minutes later and sat on the end of her bed. He felt the sudden urge to be protective over her, to keep her away from every danger. He’s never felt that before, and it strange, and new. But still, he smiled. He had someone to live for, he had someone to be sober for. And it was her. It was Marcia. He kissed her forehead before going to his room.

The next morning

Marcia woke up with a banging headache. She felt like pure shit. She tried to sit up, but the pulsing pain in her head made her lie right back down. Eddie came into the room not even 5 minutes later with a tray of toast and a glass of water and some advil. “Hey Marci, how you feeling?” He asked, setting the tray down on her bedside table before sitting next to her. She took a bite out of her toast and managed to sit up, despite the pain in her head. “My head hurts, and I feel sick. But other than that, I’m feeling okay. Thanks. I didn’t mean to worry you.” She said quietly, feeling ashamed of herself. Eddie shook his head. “It’s okay. Obviously I was worried because you looked half dead, but the most important thing is that you’re doing okay now.” He said, patting her shoulder. “Now, today I got someone I want you to meet. Her names Bev. Short for Beverly. She’s uh, she’s my girlfriend.” He said nervously. She nodded. “Cool.” And continued to eat her toast.

After she had finished her toast, she went to get ready. She let her hair down, and put her black ripped jeans on and her worn out converse. She put her black sabbath tshirt on and her leather jacket. She brushed her teeth and put her black eyeshadow on. She walked out of her room and grabbed her pack of cigarettes. Putting it her mouth and going to find Eddie, who was sat on the bench outside. She sat next to him and he looked at her and saw she needed a lighter. He gave her his lighter and she lit it, taking a drag. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable, they were just about to go and pick Beverly up. “So, how old is this Beverly girl?” Marcia asked, not taking eyes off of her cigarette. “She’s 32. Only two years older.” Eddie said, twisting the rings that were on his fingers. Marcia was surprised that his girlfriend was older than him, and she was a little hurt that he was moving on from her mom. Still, she knew she couldn’t hold anything against him for moving on.

“You ready to go?” Eddie asked, taking one more swig of his beer before throwing it behind him. Marcia nodded, not really feeling nervous but already knowing she wasn’t going to like this woman too much. She was unsure about her, worried that she wasn’t the right person for Eddie.

Even so, they went to pick her up.

#stranger things x reader #eddie the freak munson #eddie munson #dad!eddie munson #platonic #x daughter!reader #ok bye #pls request #pls like #pls reblog #pls comment #stranger things #mini series #SoundCloud

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