#i looked it up and i couldnt find anyone whos already done it?

[callibones]

#rhythm heaven remix #rhythm heaven #breaking bad #i dont know how to make visuals (yet) #so this is audio only for now! #but... maybe ill figure it out #soon #i hope #in the meanwhile. um #i thought ppl might like this #i looked it up and i couldnt find anyone whos already done it? #which really surprised me #maybe i just didnt look hard enough idk #i spent hours on this #but i spent the most time on the you are not the guy section. because i tried like 7 different minigames #wanted to pay my respects #oh and its all rhythm heaven fever cause thats the only one ive played LMAO

[radical-ghostface]

How do you think Sebastian would react after getting released/escaping Azkaban and finding out MC was pregnant when he got sent away?

Alright so i thought this was gonne be way harder. But i jumped on this so fast.

Warnings: A little angst. Implied depression/ptsd.

Obvious implied Sebastian × MC , implied Ominis x MC.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

10 years. Its been 10 years since MC reported Sebastian for Solomon's death, getting him sent to Azkaban and ripping his heart out in the process. 10 years, and he was finally getting out. He thought about this day countless times. Though about getting to see MC and Ominis again. Thought about getting the revenge he deserved. Thought about ripping their hearts out. And now he finally could.

He may have to crucio a few people to get their location, but it was oh so worth it. His vengeance and hurt numbing him to others pain.

He walked up to their shared house. Oh how betrayed he felt. Is this why they sent him to Azkaban? The sheer idea of it setting him ablaze. They would get whats coming to them.

He peeked inside the window and was shocked at what he saw.

MC was braiding a little girls hair as she smiled happily, Ominis sat across from them.

In that moment all Sebastian could do was watch. His anger giving away to curiosity. Whos kid was that? Had they had a child together while he was rotting away in Azkaban?? The idea killed him and he found himself unable to breath. Not tonight. He can't do it tonight. But he resolved to come back tomorrow. He MUST have justice for what was done to him.

And he did return, the next night and every night after. But found himself unable to do anything but watch. Watch them from the outside while they were so happy together.

He did notice from all the watching that MC and Ominis didn't seem to be.. intimate. Their relationship seemed more like one of platonic soulmates. They were always there for eachother but not in the way MC and Sebastian were. But if that were the case then whos child is this? Who had MC had a baby with? Who would she? Other than Ominis, and that seemed to be very nuch not the case. The idea of MC with anyone else still set a fire inside him. After everything, even when she turned him in, he couldnt help but love her.

His thoughts were cut short

"Hi! Who are you?"

He turned around slowly to see the little girl hes seen every day for the past month

"Im.. and old friend of your parents"

"Nice to meet you! If you know my parents.. does that mean you know my dad?!"

He took a really good look at her face for the first time and noticed something.

She had curly brown hair and freckles all over her face. Brown eyes too. Curious.

"Ominis isn't your father?" He knew the answer to that already. Why did he even ask?

She laughed "no, of course not! Hes my uncle! He just stays with my mom to help out. She gets really sad sometimes"

He hated the idea of her being sad. How could he have ever wanted revenge? She didn't do this to him. He did it to himself. And he dragged her into it like he always did. He should leave them alone. Stop watching them. Let them be happy.

"Oh! My names Anne by the way! I just realized I never told you" she held her hand out to him.

Then it dawned on him. Oh merlin. How could he be so foolish. Anne..

"How old are you?" He asked taking her hand and shaking it lightly.

"Im 10!" She beamed.

It was like he was hexed. His mind swirling wildly. It can't be.. but it is.

"I.. i have to go. But it was a pleasure meeting you Anne"

He decided he would be back tomorrow. And not just to watch. He had missed enough. He wanted to be with his.. daughter. And MC, and Ominis. Every ounce of anger and betrayal gone. He would be back tomorrow.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwart legacy headcanon #sebastian sallow x hufflepuff #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow headcanon #ominis gaunt headcanon #ominis gaunt x reader #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow hogwarts legacy #slytherin #sebastian sallow x slytherin!reader #sebastian sallow x hufflepuff!reader #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #gryffindor

[reallyromealone]

Uncanny Valley reader 7

Warning nsfw

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

(Name) stood before his plush toys with an intensity Rans never seen before, he never thought this would be the thing (name) would be so stuck on but here (name) was.

"How about this, what ones are you less stressed about cleaning when I bend you and fuck you" Ran whispered in (name)s ears and watched the man straighten up a bit, back stiff and Ran smirked at his reaction as he grabbed his non rare stuffed toys that could easily be washed and wandered back to the bedroom and set them down on the bed.

Rans penthouse--- their penthouse was less showroom and more homey, the cats enjoying the sunlight from the large windows and Ran placed (name)s throw blankets around when the man was hesitant to take up space.

Rindō was already being an annoying sibling to (name), he could see how (name) and ran looked at one another, (name)s looks far more discreet than Rans blatant love struck expression whenever he looked or thought of (name).

Rindō and Ran also bought (name) clothes, casual clothes that matched the man's love of cute things.

"Maybe you could wear this... In the bedroom" Ran asked (name) while he hugged him from behind, the information broker looking at the maids dress "this isn't very good night wear" (name) said to him almost like he was stupid and ran chuckled "not for sleeping smart ass" Ran said groping the others hips "what...Oh" (name) said with realization and ran didn't miss the slight blush on the man's face "perhaps" he said letting ran pull him close "yeah? Gonna let me dress you up all pretty and fuck you good?" Ran said sneaking his hand up (name)s shirt to fondle his flesh and kiss his neck "can I introduce something to the bedroom?"

Ran wasn't expecting to be tied up while (name) touched the pretty ribbons "shibari? Who knew you were so kinky" ran teased as (name) kissed him "you look good like this" (name) said methodically as he traced rans tattoo "you look pretty good too, lower the top for me baby" ran commanded his boyfriend who did so and Ran suck on his chest while (name) stroked his cock, the two had a very fun time experimenting sexually.

(Name) had taken the time to deep dive into things sexually and Ran was more than happy to test those curiosities.

Ran had the memory of (name) hung up by ropes getting fucked by ran and fucking a flashlight in his mental spank bank forever.

(Name) rubbed their cocks together and both men let out soft breaths of pleasure as ran moved to kiss (name) and slipped his tongue in, enjoying seeing his boyfriend so flushed and needy.

Though Ran wasn't much better.

Bonten was persistent but (name) had a way to deter them.

"August sixth, 2004" (name) said simply as he looked Kakucho dead in the eyes "kakucho couldnt find a--""Ok! Thats enough" kakucno said shutting (name) up "you have made your point" he said seriously "really because im more than happy to talk about april fourth 20-""NO!"

They forgot (name)s profession.

He could find anything about anyone.

He found people who were "dead" god knows what he could find about criminals like them.

It was impressive truly.

(Name)s office was bare, no personal affects and the bare minimum.

Everything he needed on: 3 usb sticks, an external hardrive and his laptop, All secured in a triple armored safe hidden not in his office but around bonten itself. His other laptop hidden under a fake flooring in the penthouse. He had dirt on politicians to average people, he had reason to be paranoid with it all, the computer fundamentally impossible to hack into from everything he had done to it along with his phone.

(Name) was truly valuable and even more terrifying with the advancements bonten had given him, the reach he had was horrifying.

(Name) never looked real, somehow he always looked slightly photoshopped when conducting business "I-I swear I have nothing" a traitor cried out as (name), Sanzu and Rindō stood around for "questioning" as (name) looked absolutely unsettling "you signed your life to Bonten yet you betray the thing that keeps you alive" (name) said simply as he pulled out a binder "you die regardless though I should tell you, did you know you had a daughter?"

"W-what?"

"Yes, a daughter... With that woman you loved? What was her name... Ah yes Yuu" (name) said and the man looked wide eyed "they are coming tomorrow to see you, so she could introduce you to your daughter and maybe start a new life..."

"No..."

"Yes and you threw all that away because like the grub worm you are, you branded yourself a traitor" (name) smiled softly, not uncomfortable but sadistic "it will be quite tragic... What they will see"

"Food?" (Name) looked curious at the food Ran was preparing as he returned home, it was Rans day off and he decided to surpise his boyfriend "it is, thought you might be hungry" (name) looked VERY interested in it and Ran let him taste and it was worth it as his reaction was pure bliss "go set the table its almost done"

(Name) set the table quietly as ran put the food into (bowls/serving plates) and set it down.

"whens your birthday?" Ran asked curiously as he looked at the daily horoscopes "I dont have one" (name) shrugged as if it were nothing and ran looked genuinely startled at this "how do you not have a birthday?!"

"I don't have any family to tell me, the people I grew up around didnt care about those things"

They spoke in snippets about his past, it was vague and confusing and left ran with more questions than answers.

"... why not make today your birthday?"

"How would we know its my birthday?"

"How would we know its not?"

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #bonten x reader #ran x reader #ran x male reader #uncanny valley

[kuni-is-daddy]

Hi thank you for taking my request if it's all right can I please ask for a part two where he finds out the darling is good and stitching/customizing and

Where he find the darling making a doll of him

So they can hug it when he isn't there

YANDERE SCARAMOUCHE X FEMALE READER.

1.43k words. Scara masterlist

TW:? Signals of anxiety, Bl00d mentions, Threatening. Shameless manipulation

Featuring?: Childe. Mentions of scaras fatui life and backstory/Inazuma spoilers.

Scara's oufit for your 'date' ->> Link

First part -> Jirai Kai

Kuni pulled away from the kiss to observe your fragile body against the tree. "Hah. Never though you could make the taste of dango better my love. We should have more dates like this~" you blushed and looked away from him. "I-it wasnt a date! We we're just going to pick up your package. i-i didnt even want to come out.." "Oh really? but im sure you did enjoy the little show i put on for you, didnt you?" he snickered at your silence, then licked off the woman's blood from his hand.

"You liked talking to that sneaky youkai as well.. Why didnt you tell me those two humans we're bothering you. I would've got rid of them right then and there." He roughly cupped your cheek, Giving you no choice but to stare at his dead indigo eyes and bloodstained choker. Until You we're interrupted by the sudden roar of thunder. "Ugh. How irritating.." He then pulled away from you to look back at his 'masterpiece' "Lets head back through the way to tenshukaku darling. Then im sure you wont have to worry about anyone else~" you smiled at his suggestion, only to be startled by the sudden drop of rain. You turned and kneel'd down to open your pastel bag. It had a small umbrella inside, plushies, snacks, 1 energy drink and your empty sowing kit. You pulled out the small umbrella, sighing at your empty kit. Meanwhile, Scara was still in a daze. Wondering if one day he could show you his work within the fatui personally. You nervously tapped his shoulder. to which he immediately turned around to. "Hm? Whats that love?" the water and blood began to mix, draining down his overshirt. "…I brought an umbrella just incase..Do you want to walk together Sca- Kuni?" A warm smile appeared on his face. It was rare, but something about the way he'd smile would always warm your heart. It was a pure and innocent smile as if he never committed the 100s of atrocities he's done. He took the umbrella out of your hand and wrapped his arm around your waist. Holding you close while guiding throughout the path to tenshukaku.

You walked through the city again while getting a couple of stares and laughs over how kuni looked, making you cling onto him even more. The anxious pit in your chest felt as if it subsided a little. It was still their and it wasnt easy tuning it all out but you felt a mysterious comfort with kuni around. //The two of you first met at ogura muro's kimono shop as you we're browsing for dark sakura patterns to use as doll fabric. Your hoodie was still over your head. "Excuse me? Do you mind helping me pick out some fabrics. A friend of mine also has a interest in those colors you have but.. I cant seem to know which one is right." He smiled but you didnt reply. The counter woman giggled.

"Sorry dear, Y/N always has her headphones on." She smiled. 'So it is her.' Kuni thought. He already knew who you were beforehand but never intervened. He looked at your beautiful choice of style. In inazuma their rarely was any unique styles of clothing, being deemed as inappropriate. but he couldnt get over how astonishing you looked. from your stockings with little hearts that matched your black footwear, to your cute sanrio trinkets and keychains along your bag.

Fantasizing over the two of you walking throughout inazuma in matching outfits, exchanging tastes in music, or even coming to your house for dinner. He wanted you from the beginning. You lived in his head rent free while he was in schneznaya for a year. It pained wondering anxiously if something happened to you due to the laws. He wasnt the best artist but to calm his worries during breaks on missions he'd draw pictures of you in his clothes and the wet fantasys he'd have of helping you take them off.//

You browsed through your phone, hoping to distract yourself from directed stares. "Hmm. Your being awfully kind arent you? Im surprised you didnt let me walk in the rain myself." he looked down at you while you scrolled through your gallery of dolls. Tuning out his words just as you first met. Eventually walking past ogura mio at her textiles and kimono shop, You tugged at scara's shirt. Then pointed to the shop. "Of course, darling." You rushed with a smile on your face. Searching through layers of fabric while he was amused with your 'childish' reactions. After finally picking out things you liked, you walked towards the counter hoping to see Ms Ogura again. After all..It has been 3 years since Kuni kept you. Your smile turned to a frown after realizing she wasn't there. Her daughter, Mura Mio was lazily taking care of the family business. Headphones in ears and reading manga "Um..Excuse me.." Mura didnt reply, mearly looking you up and down with a tsk then turning back to her book. The pit swirled in your chest from the awkwardness. You held the cloth and thread in your hand then walked back to kuni. He looked up at your grim eyes and immediately put his cold hand on your shoulder, Bringing you back under the umbrella. "Whats wrong baby? They didnt have anything you wanted? I thought this was your favorite store." You looked down. "...l-lets just go home kuni...its closed." Kuni then gave the umbrella to you and walked back towards the store after looking then seeing mura. "N-no kuni its fine lets just go home please-" You shieled your face in embarrassment, Hoping he wouldnt make a scene.

He walked up to Mura's desk. Watching her look him up and down. "Hi welcome to ogura-" she glanced behind him to read the sign but saw you. Realizing the both of you had similar outfits on, She sighed again. "I dont know why your girlfriend had to send you in here to make a scene." Kuni leaned over the counter, resting one of his hands on it. "Are you deaf or just stupid?" "Ugh- Excuse me?!" Mura leaned back in her chair as he got closer to her uncomfortably. "My Wife, wanted to buy something from this-" He looked at the run down markings in the floor. "Store. But you act like you cant do your own fucking job-" Mura cut kuni off. "i dont even want to work here, And i dont really care what that…other freak is to you, and-" She bit her tounge. A faint smell of metal began to come from kuni. "What? You Dont have anything else to say to this Freak?" Blood countined to drip down his choker, Pattering onto the pages of her manga. Mura shivered as the metalic smell and taste from her tongue overwhelmed. She looked down at the picture then back at the male. His indigo eyes then began to glow with a purple tint, disappointingly looking at mura. "Humans like you truly are pathetic, A complete waste of space." Mura froze in fear as Kuni began walking around the counter and towards her. Still stuck in her chair. "You act tough and degrade a person behind their back or even to their face, Yet When I come around, People like you regret ever being like this to my darling." "P-please..i-..Im sorry. T-take whatever you want from the store! Bring her in and!-" "Orders? Hah. Your telling me what to do with my love? You sure have a mouth to run dont you? How about…I cut it? Watch you choke on your own sloppy-" He stopped talking to look back at his darling, sitting at another dango stall with the umbrella and eating. 'My love, Your so precious. Too delicate for this world. Why did you leave me? Dont you remember when we first met here' At the sudden thought he then remembered that this was ogura's daughter. The glow in his eyes faded, he walked throughout the store picking out things similar to the items you chose. loving how humans would fear him. Especially after an act like Mura's. He still paid for what he bought out of respect for Ogura since you actually cared about the woman. He looked back at Mura. Both knowing her demise.

Kuni walked towards you sitting with your umbrella closed, The rain finally stopped. "My love~" You shuddered at the sudden call. Internally sighing that the nice silence you had was over "Y-yes kuni?" "What do you even need this shi- this stuff for anyway? Do you make clothes or something?" He looked through the bags then glanced at your now starlit eyes. "Oh! i- i like making dolls. Even customizing! Some of the keychains on my bag I made them too! S-sorry if its a boring hobby.. I know hobbys are for 'idle bodys' as you'd say." He flashed the bags in your face, Insistingly. "Take it and have fun." "W-what..?" "I said, Take it and have fun. Do i have to repeat myself?" He sighed as you giggled and looked through the bag. "Back when I was kubuki- I mean, Traveling. I met a boy, A fledgling just out of the nest..He gave me a doll he made that looked just like me." He then sucked his teeth after realizing he started to get emotional. Reaching to comfort his eyes until you ambushed him with a hug. You didn't know why you hugged him, Countless thoughts we're telling you not to after he kidnapped you, killed your entire family and livelyhood but you didnt listen. staining your beautiful outfit against his bloodstained clothes. While the bags buckled against his back as you wrapped your arms around him. He immediately pulled you into a kiss. Ignoring the now tolerable taste of dango. "Your mine Y/n." Your heart swelled, falling into Kunikuzushi's trance once again.

"Turns out this Mura chick fled out to sumeru, Sucks.. She's kinda hot." Childe Breezed through the papers while the boat rocked. "Wouldn't expect anything less from you Childe, In love with the weak. Explains why your the 11th." Scara turned in his seat. Looking as the view of the tallest point of the academia was visible through the ocean waves. "Hey, At least ill be sure the one I have really loves me~ I wont have to go through any extra killing or-" "Living off of lies wont do you any good Childe, This is why your still single." Childe laughed 'thats ironic' he thought. "Comrad its called, Waiting for the right one. Besides, being this rude wont give you a free month of me doing your missions so you can hang out with y/n!!" he poked scara's shoulder as the boat rocked again, Making his hat tipple over a bit. "Do me a favor childe." "Sure comrade!" "Jump off the boat." "Aw cmon kuni, be nice. 3 more weeks with me will be fast." Kuni then glanced down at the electro crest on his fatui uniform, And the dangling feather his mom gave him when he was first born. He swore he'd never take it off, Along with the mini doll keychain you gave of him. Kuni was pouting as his hat was halfway hanging onto his head, Unlike the one the little boy gave him, it was if he was smiling this time, Human emotion. Something he'd only show for you. He smiled then looked back at childe.

"I look forward to that."

Authors note/ Thank you for reading if you made it this far :) Ive been posting off and on because I still have responsibilities, but summer is here babes so im free! Have a great day everyone :)

#genshin headcanons #genshin angst #scaramouche angst #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin au #yandere genshin impact #yandere scaramouche #yandere genshin x you #yandere genshin imagines #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #kunikizushi #scaramouche fluff #scara x y/n #genshin impact #genshin thirsts

[bingusbongu]

Hey can I Request a hc of Luz and friends meeting a Discord reader?

Plot: Luz and friends are wandering the forest until they discovering a statue of the reader. They went up to it to get a closer look but for some reason they all decided to argue on something and Because of that, the statue started to crack setting free the spirit of chaos and disharmony. Some chaotic wacky hijinks happens and now they're pretty good friends and the reader wants to help get them back to the boiling Isles.

Sorry if the plot sucks

♡A/N: RAAAAAAAAA OMGGGGGG i love discord so much he is so silly!!!!! I would absolutely love to write for this!!!! Im assuming this is when they were in the human world when you say 'help get back to the boiling isles, so thats what i did!!!! I also didnt add vee in this one- sorry!!! This ones alittle short, but i had to write for this!!!! Abit ooc!!!! Tysm for requesting!!!!!!♡

Luz, Amity, Gus, Hunter, Willow + GN! Discord reader!

☆ the moment you burst out of your stone prison, you already had spells thrown at you left and right, having startling the group, who completely forgot about their previous argument and now were focused on the new entity

☆ You hardly shown any phase as you flickered your hand and their attacks just flew into the nearby statues of the yard. Before yawning and asking if they were done

☆ of course, the gang did not like you to begin with, not one bit. A weird myrhical... beast infront of them that reflected their magic with a single flick of a wrist. Not onlt that, but you had such insane abilities that put them oj edge... immediately thinking that you're like the collector in disguise

☆ Luz was the first to react to you without hostility. You were a beast with magical power, magic power that she had never seen before. If you were possibly here, then maybe there was a way that you could help them back! She was desprate for anything, and despite her girlfriends protests, she was the first to accept you

☆ she also was very curious and intrigued by you. So you told her what you were, a draconequus. And you tried to answer as many questions as you can that flabbered out of her mouth. But had to let her down when you told her you didnt know a way back, that you had been stuck in stone for such a long time that you couldnt even remember how toy made it to the human world. Despite her sadness, you reasurred her that youd help in any way that you can

☆ Gus was the second. The illusionist already took great wonder to your weird form. It was almost immediately after Luz and you had your conversation, Gus was already up in your grill and interviewing you with Luz. Both of them were fascinated! So you caved in abd showed the both of them some of your abilities

☆ after that, Gus would find ways to wrangle you into certain activites, whether it be games or lil friend pranks! Gus quickly took a liking to you, and the fact that you can cause illusions, but REAL illusions! He definitely tried to ask you to make certain things from his and hunters favorite series

☆ Willow was third. She was weary, but seeing how Gus quickly took quite a liking to you, she let lose some of her concerns. Enough to let Gus drag her over to meet her properly. You were very nice to her, which caught her off gaurd, but she decided you were fine, especially since you didnt try to attack her or gus or anyone else in tjat manner. You and her strike up lovely conversations!

☆ asks you sometimes what plants you can make, and when you shown her you can basically make your own, she was astounded! She taught you how to take care of plants properly without smashing them as soon as you touch it<3

☆ Hunter was the fourth. Especially after dealing with so much trauma, he didnt like you, neither did he like how your power was so similar to the collecters. That any moment you could take apart the world and bend it together in your own reality of play. It was hard get Hunter to fully trust you.

☆ though, seeing how gus and willow took a liking to you and talked to you, Hunter let his gaurd down abit with you. You noticed how he would give you these questioning looks, or feel him watching you. It wasnt until you poofed a wolf puppy into your hands he decided he liked you. You gained his trust stupidly, because you poofed a wolf pup in the room and he got to hold it until you poofed it away. He was over the moon about it!

☆ Amity was the fifth. Out of all of them, she was the hardest to crack. She didnt trust you one bit, she didnt like you. Youd always walk into a room and she would immediate be glaring at you. You really didn't even know how you could get her to trust you. Everything you tried she would brush of her soilder. Your magic set her off edge, and she was destined to protect her friends, aswell as your big and looming appearance

☆ she protested against Luz getting near you, being the protective girlfriend she is. But the way you were kind to the rest of her friends, she softened. Though, she still had a hard time striking a conversion with you, but, the fact you shown no hostility to them, she deemed you.... okay, for now. Until you usr your magic to help them, she woukd accept you as an ally

☆ When you actuallt started helping them find their way back to the boiling isles, you were valuable. Out of the group you had the strongest abilities. Which ment you were probably the biggest hope for them to get home! They depended on you, and instead of uding your magic badly, you did your best to impress your friends and help them in any way you could

#the owl house x reader #the owl house #luz noceda #hunter toh #amity blight #willow toh #gus toh #toh #toh x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #discord reader

[minicoffee00]

My Angel Amren x Reader

Plot: Amren finds her mate once she is resurrected into High Fae but she’s in denial and doesn’t think she is deserving of a mate.

Warnings: heavy fluff (finally) little angst at the start

You'd watched as the cold otherwordly woman had sacrificed herself to the Cauldron. You look over at Feyre shocked, Amren didn't know it but you felt a certain bond with her.

You'd talked to Rhys who was just as confused as you were. When he was in your mind it didn't feel like a mate bond, and he couldnt smell it when you were both in the room. He said he'd get Clotho and Gwyn to do some research for you to find out the tug you felt to her.

Once she was subject to the Cauldron, when she came out in her god like form, tears formed in your eyes, knowing you'd never get a cooling hug to snuffle out your burning heat of your Autumn Court veins. You'd never see the twinkle in her eyes when you gifted her things you'd found on your travels as Rhysand's Night Court Bounty Hunter.

"No" you'd said as the gaint bird like spirit took flight burning through the warriors outside the Cauldron, Feyre came to your side and held you as your knees collided with the floor.

After loosing Amren, you were in a bloodbath daze. You'd run out the room pulling your hood up and slaying anyone and everyone that got in your path. You were trying to follow Amren's true form, hoping that she could return to her mortal body. That there was a spell to undo what she had done.

You didnt snap out of your daze until a scream similar to yours that held untamed power rumbled over the lands.

You looked over seeing Feyre gripping at your High Lord's dead body and the sight made you freeze, yet the power didn't transfer it lay stagnant in Rhysand's body as if expecting him not to fully leave this world.

Feyre begged the High Lords, until she had to resort to threatening them, you came up behind all of them. You were a sight of power right now, the blood of Hybern Warriors covering your face. You stepped up, sword at the ready to challenge any High Lord to a duel if they didn't obey your High Lady's wishes.

"I suggest you listen to my High Lady and get to fucking work" you grit out, immedielty Hellion bends down extending part of himself out to Rhysand. After this the others followed in tow, you didn't have to even growl out your threat at Tamlin who seemed to have already made up his mind and help.

Everything went so quickly as Rhysand was gifted life, and he'd dragged Amren back from the pits of the Cauldron. She emerged in a High Fae body, and as your eyes locked on her's you felt you whole world click into place. The tug towards her, you mate. And it finally made sense why the bond wasn't fully there before.

Your soul was tied to Amren's bodied personality and her form, not the death god that was inside her all that time. You couldn't be tied to a god being a mere bounty hunter.

But now that Amren was here in a High Fae form, she could even feel the bond and her eyes didn't waiver.

"Interesting" Rhysand add's from below you as he watches between you and Amren, now being able to feel that mate bond the two of you held.

"It's not possible" Amren spat out looking over at you. In seconds you were running over to her, jumping into her arms and holding her face inbetween your two hands, looking over every part of her face, to make sure this was real and you hadn't given up on the battle field and had joined Amren in the End.

"Amren, I know now" you voice lets out a breathy sigh. She keeps holding you, rubbing her cold hands that you'd grown to love up and down your arms, testing for herself that staticy feeling from the bond she felt when she touched you.

"Know what?" she asks making eye contact with you.

"Why there was a tug to you before, I've been falling in love with you ever since i came to the Night Court to help Rhysand when Azriel found me. And i never understood this bond i felt between us, i should have trusted myself"

"I - also hold a certain level of affection for you that is above what i hold for most" she admits looking at you. She takes your hand dragging you away from the crowd that was still milling about.

Once you are in a secluded location, her thumb swipes across your cheeks, attempting to rid the crusting blood that remains.

"Oh god, i must look awful right now" you admit worry flooding around the bond.

"Mmmmm you look gorgeous my terrible little bounty hunter" she says, her voice icy making a shiver run down your spine.

"I'm yours?" you breath out.

"Always my mate" she smiles diving her head into your neck, sniffing in deeply to hold you sent, burning logs and sunshine.

A/N: Do you guys have any really good Acotar recommendations for me, on Wattpad. I just finished reading A Curse for True love right after finishing ACOSF and now I’m moving into House of Earth and Blood but I low-key am feeling the ACOTAR emptyness!

Also once I’ve published my Lucien, there’s going to be another upcoming post, so your guys know what’s to be soon!

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[blur0se]

Find the words

@asukiess tagged me and gave me the words new, sunrise, and cuddle

New: this is from a story that I'm honestly not sure what direction I'm going with but the idea is that post-strike back/Destruction Chat Noir and Ladybug decide neither of them want to be alone so he takes her to an apartment that his mother owned

“You can look tomorrow,” Tikki said. “Give yourself the space of time and the light of a new day. You can’t go running while still sore from your last run.” Tikki gave her smile and nuzzled into her face. “Why don’t you go see if Chat Noir is done with his phone call.” Marinette nodded and called for her transformation. When Chat Noir brought her here, they agreed to go into seperate rooms so they could make the phone calls they needed to cover for themselves. Stepping into the hallway, she could see the door that Chat Noir had disappeared behind was now open. The bedroom looked to be about the same size as the one she entered, but this one was sparesly furnished with a child’s bed and a toy chest. She briefly imagined a young boy with cat ears sleeping there.

Sunrise: this is from the same story!

Adrien called for his transformation once more and stepped back out into the hallway. The light spilling in was much brighter now. He thought about just going to lay down on one of the beds, but decided to check on Ladybug first. To his suprise, instead of still snoozing away on the couch; he found Ladybug standing up next to the windows watching the sunrise. She startled as he moved to stand next to her. “Sorry for waking you.” He said. Ladybug shook her head. “No, that’s fine, I woke up when I heard the bathroom door close and had too much on my mind to get back to sleep.” “You woke up before then.” He grinned at her. “I did?” “You were like a deadweight on top of me.” He teased. “You sleep like the dead too, I had to roll you off of me to even get up. You woke up then, but I think you fell back asleep pretty quickly.” “Oh god,” Ladybug buried her face in her hands. “I don’t remember that at all. Sorry, I can be a little hard to wake up.”

For this last one I chose one of the reserve words to avoid having everything come from the same story! This one is sobbing and I cheated a little by using sobs instead of sobbing! It's from a ff14 thing I was working on. where I changed a canon scene to fit my canon/oc ship as well as deal with some of the things Amh was feeling at the time

After her initial shock Amh found her head buried in his shoulder. She was no stranger to hugs, she hugged just about everyone, but she couldnt remember the last time Alphinaud initiated a hug. The last bits of her grip on her own sanity seemed to slip away as he held her. She gripped at the fabric of his shirt and began to sob. Stop it. Stop it. STOP IT. She desperately tried to pull herself back together, but each time she thought she could stop crying more tears came. Her stomach was all tied up in knots and she was terrified she might actually throw up on Alphinaud. She could barely even breathe.

I dont know who all has been tagged already so I'll tag @mostmagical and anyone else who wants to do it!

Words: phone, falling, moon

Reserve: safe, window, attempted

[astroyongie]

i honestly feel like i was born in the wrong era. either im too old for something or someone or im past the point of being able to achieve something. then when looking at how all these kpop groups are so young yet successful and talented just makes me question why i didnt do something like that.

we didnt have kpop in my school time but why couldnt i have just picked something and stuck with it? on top of it i believe im never going to fit anyones ideal type so whats the point in existing cause no one gonna truly get to know me.

unless i can somehow pass away before im 50 then i dont have to continue to think about all this shit and how i shouldve done better or i shouldve picked such and such a career and i shouldve tried to put myself out there more but in my age theres really nothing out there to seek when its all handed to younger generations.

and i would want to have my own success based on my own effort but have fallen short in so many ways its impossible to not find something i could do about it bc im too far behind and it does get to a point where you think that it is too late bc in order to gain any talent you have to have done it from a young age.

i dont want to rely on someone else to do it for me but i couldnt do it myself due to personal situations. yet i feel like thats an excuse cause once again all these young idols seem to be ro have something about them that makes their life a success. like yes the end inudstry is far from perfect but thats what people have been seeking themselves so it cant all be that bad all the time for them if these groups including older age groups have went out got success and even they get all the benefits of the super rich lifestyle but at the same time money doesnt bring true happiness and it seems a very shallow way they live sometimes, they have a supply and demand contract with their audiences and rely so much on social media which although i use it im not attached to it and i cant relate to obsessing over latest dance trend. i also want to stop the woe is me narrative but its really fucking hard to not feel so ashamed, behind or negative about things.

the most advice people gove is bog standard like if ur bored, go out more but its hard not to feel left out, if ur loney go find someone, if u dont have an income go get a job its literally never that simple. even in education you still have to pay for it as an adult meaning you have to already have a job but even then theres still means of you getting misjudged for your age and classmates have already done that to me before it wasnt that fun. its like saying to someone depressed to go take medicine to take away the feeling.

idk what im doing anymore besides waiting to randomly pass away so i can be done with this shite. sorry for ranting so much but idk who else to speak too bc no one else never seems to understand my frustrations with the way things have panned out.

Comparing yourself to others people archievement is the worst thing you can do. because we are all different, we all go through different shits (just like you rightfully said) and not all of us have the same opportunities presented. beating yourself up for that is a cruel thing to do wishing yourself.

It does also seem like you struggle a lot with self worth, self love and that is probably because never once someone complimented you for the things that you have achieve (to this point were you believe you havent achieved anything).

Love, hatred that you carry is a motivator, and you need to accept one thing. as long as you are breathing nothing is to late to archive, as long as you are here you should be kinder to yourself. because why are you comparing yourself to idols? I often say this here but when was it the last time you appreciated life? when was the last time you went out, stared at the ocean, at the night sky, breathed into a forest, when was the last time you felt a sense of peace? seek that out. dwelling on what we could have been is cruel hun, and not helping you in any kind <3

its okay to rant, dont worry, I hope I dont sound to harsh either, its just that I pains me seeing you guys going through so much suffering when I promise you all, darkness cannot live without light. just find your way back to it, often you dont need a big reason. sometimes the most tiny thing can be a source of happiness, seek yours !

[ichda-van--durb]

A close up look at jims outfit in episodes 1-3, for everyone who wants to look at them intensly or yk cosplay them.

This will contain spoilers cause I'm using screenshots from the show.

Starting with the concept art from the TV Insider article. It does not match up completely with what ended up being in the show but it's the only full body shot I could find.

Here's the closest I have to seeing the belt, I have not really figured out how it works tho.

But we can see that the little bag on their leg is attached to the belt. This bag contains mostly knifes, I think.

We also get a good look at the arm bracers. They are attached with 3 straps. And again there is at least one knife on each of them, my guess would be 2 knifes per bracers tho, but I couldnt really see it in the screenshots I took.

You can also see the suspenders that hold the shoulder pieces in place.

This one shoes the shoes, it's pretty blury tho. They end below the knew and are covered in leather strips very similar to the arm bracers.

One blurry and one less blurry jim. You can see the rope shoulder pads pretty well here, the ends of each piece have something wrapped around, I thought it looked like metal. I already made those shoulder pads as well and I can tell you they are pretty heavy. (And I got 5 metres of 26mm rope for that, If that is helpfull to anyone)

Here's a look on the hair, from the TV Insider article again.

And a recent bts pic.

This one is so helpfull. I've never seen such a good look at the back and I've been trying to figure out how the collar works for a while. It also gives a good look at the arm bracers and the bag on the leg. As well as a side view of the pants.

And to wrap it all up, here's what I have so far for my Jim cosplay:

I'm not completely done yet. (I still wanna make the pants, the belt and the bag on the leg and izzys amputated leg)

#our flag means death season 2 #ofmd season 2 spoilers #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd season 2 #ofmd cosplay #our flag means death #ofmd 2 #jim ofmd #jim jimenez

[fairykazu]

☄. *. ⋆FROSTWIND SWORDSMAN: kaeya x gn! reader , zhongli x diluc༉‧₊˚.

13. exchanging looks in a crowded room

masterlist | event masterlist | kaeya's fit

the windblume festival means only one thing in the city of freedom. a galathat is typically celebrated in each clan’s estate. of course, this year’s windblume gala is hosted by the one and only diluc ragnvindr. your best friend and your boyfriend’s brother. 

although not shown to the citizens of mondstadt, diluc was… well, to put it frankly, nervous than he seemed. he didn’t want the party to go wrong despite you comforting him as much as possible. “what if the gala isnt as elegant as my father did it, name?” 

“trust me diluc. it is and now cmon, we don’t want our boyfriends to keep waiting right?” you teased as diluc flushed red.

“zhongli isn’t my boyfriend, name. we are just two individuals who understand each other–” diluc insisted. but it sounded like he was trying to help himself more than you. 

“-- to a certain level. i know but no friends i know kiss each other on a regular basis.” you snorted as diluc rolled his eyes. “ready to go?” 

“yes.” 

by the time you were at the dawn winery, the daylight was consumed by the night. kaeya wasn’t there yet, which is okay. but it makes you wonder where he is since nearly all of the knights of favonius members were already there. 

suddenly your sight was being covered, you could hear the smile in his voice. “did ya miss me?” kaeya asked, still covering your face with his gloved hands. you chuckled and replied in a joking tone, “hardly!” he lifted his hands away from you as you turned his way. 

“how rude.” he mumbled. you look at what kaeya was wearing. a v-shaped collared button down with dark blue coat and slacks with a loose tie. he even got a fancy eyepatch.

“oh, babe, i was just joking. is this the new suit you talked about?” you asked as he intertwined his hands with yours. you squeezed his hand as he brushed his finger over your thumb. your nails and kaeya’s are matching too. just for windblume. 

it was his idea. he wholeheartedly believed that people would stop hitting on you if you matched nails with him. white and blue with a pearl. but it still didn’t stop anyone regardless. kaeya thought he should ditch the knights, just to be your guard dog. you insisted that isn’t needed because you guys also managed to get matching necklaces. 

“good save… it is, actually. i saved this one and got it tailored a week ago. i think i should wear it everyday if you keep looking at me like this.” his statement got you flustered, 

everyday if you keep looking at me like this.” his statement got you flustered, 

“oh shut up, kae. let’s head in, shall we?” you asked, swinging his hand. he smiled and replied, 

“we shall.”

as always, the ragnvindr’s winery was decorated top to bottom with the most lavished items. you couldnt believe diluc thought he was downplaying it. it was more than what mr. ragnvindr did before he passed. it’s cute that he put so much thought into the decorations. maybe he did it to impress zhongli. 

you’re not sure how but you managed to lose kaeya in the crowd. it’s fine though because you saw amber and her girlfriend, rosaria. amber greeted you with a smile while rosaria sipped  champagne from her glass.

“hi amber and rosaria! have you guys seen kae?” you asked while amber took the time to think. she replied with 

“yes we have! i think i saw him near mr. diluc.” amber looked at rosaria for confirmation as the taller woman nodded. 

“thank you so much!” 

you weaved through the crowd to find your boyfriend and you met eyes with him. it’s too loud to talk to him normally and too crowded to go to him. he gestured with his blue eye to diluc and someone else. he mouthed, 

“look.” 

you turn your head to diluc’s direction. there was your best friend and totally not the guy he is into. you exchanged the look with kaeya. 

“THERE’S NO WAY.” your eyes spoke to him. while he acted like his brother couldve done it before. 

he made this argument before. since kaeya and diluc were raised in the same household, they had the similar charisma. you thought about it and that’s true. they both have charisma but not in the same way kaeya thought they did. 

you looked at diluc and zhongli then back at kaeya. you asked if you both should walk and talk with diluc and zhongli. kaeya looked troubled before walking closer to you.

“we should probably leave them alone–” you furrowed a brow. this is not kaeya. kaeya would never miss on an opportunity to mess with diluc just a little.

“–with us behind the curtains.”

there he is.

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[skybristle]

more sparks please. girl what happened to you and do i have to kill anyone

rbs > likes

These two. dw shes already fucking them up. hashtag feminism! [they are also both women]

these two n what they do to her [i wont go fully into it but just elaborae since i already summarized it here in my post abt maw but]. yeah. When she was constructed she was a very ambitious iterator and very. jittery and eager to help her kind and very very radiant. probably the perfect iterator!

of course.... as ive probably heavily alluded to ash is a POS ! as her senior, and the only one in their group at the time, she looks to him for guidance and feels so terrible finding out how fucked up he is with his own colony and how he is struggling to bear it [he IS depressed and chronically ill however also just. has zero accoutnability or responsibility whatsoever and refuses to recongize his mistakes ever or consider his actions beyond what he receives from them] so of course as they fall for eachther and she helps him shoulder his burden he simply takes it for granted and does little to return the favor. its soo unbalanced and unhealthy but sparks is just trying and trying because god !! she wants to be good !! she wants to help people !!! so fucking bad!!!

but shes left bleeding alone, in an overextended structure as they operate on her while shes awake, overclocking her systems and sendinf electricity like lightning down her puppet, he basically messages maw Once to try and get her to knock it off before falling back into his patter nof laziness like welp! did what i can do ! and has the audacity to whine to sparks about feeling inadequate. and she really has no choice but to get back up and dust herself off and live with this reality, which persists quite literally forever, even if its less stressful when her colony eventually leaves. and she stays stuck in this delusion that ash couldnt have done any more and that it was just unfortunate and.. he still needs her help she cant leave him in the dust [what did he do to her again?].

especially as their local group slowly grows and he kind of refuses to accept the responsibility so sparks is also shouldering mentorship and taking care of them and etc. the only exception really is whispers who isnt allowed to speak to sparks because their colony is an asshole so they grow close to their designated senior and ash actually does take the kid kinda under his wing as much as he sucks, mainly at sparks concerns initially.

shes also. super badly traumatized by maw and a lot of that fear and paranoia echo especially later on when maw *actually hurts another iterator*. shes well aware how much maw resents her and maw is the only thing to really scare her. over time sparks loses her whimsy and just becomes very calcualted and dilligent. takes little pleasure in it anymore but if shes not working shes nothing, even as she makes her issues and overextension worse she hasnt rested in ages.

once mass ascension happens and ash bascialyl goes 'welp im done. see ya'll' now that nobody is literally there to make him do his job and goes into sleepmode completely disregarding all the work sparks has done for their group and for *him* not just to appease his colony on his behalf thats when she finally breaks this delusion she has and fucking snaps. she still is kidn of in the position where now shes FORCED To hold authority because hes gone but doesnt bother to try with those who dont answer to her. shes just so angry and frustrated and just workaholics it all away but its really. its not helpful long term and this anger is just building as things in their group get worse and worse as he sleeps in the distance none the wiser.

and, finally, when whisper's emergency broadcast rings true and all hell breaks loose- and he wakes up and the first thing he does is crawl back to sparks to make her do his shit again without even acknowledging his abandonment for many many kilocycles she just completely fucking loses it on him. dedicates herself to- rather than try to put ehr group back together and aid whispers, she just charges headfirst into hurting everyone whos ever hurt her. im still trying to figure out what goes on with maw but as for ash. she creates the brainiac to steal his seniority but also just hijack his structure in an incredibly painful manner. just so she can feel her pain. oh, and just like her, she wont have anyone to crawl to for sympathy [being needlessly cruel and ignoring others suffering? sounds a lot like maw. disregarding the needs of your group to chase a selfish goal as someone lay dying? sounds a lot like ash. lol. lmao even].

after she gets the seniority crown she starts having a guilt crisis. then whispers. uhm. Well. Escapes starlight's can and jumps in the void sea [ive been alluding to it this whole time but nobodies said anything so. ill just lay that here and let u guys react] she finally realizes how badly she fucked up [thats what makes her better than maw and ash] and what shes done and how much shes kind of fucked over her bridges with the people who actually cared about her [chimes and ochre especially] and. yeah. i need to piece out what happens after this still but i mean starlight and maw r still kicking around and sparks now has the responsibiltiy to do SOMETHING which would probably resul in violent retallion from at least maw and kick this bs and sparks hurt and anger up all over again. lol. lmao even.

#sky rambles #rain world #rain world oc #oc tag: countless swirling sparks #oc tag: plunging flows of ash #oc tag: erupting maw #story tag: bending horizons #<- just realized i should have a tag like that ill go back and add it to my other posts

[fruit-salad-ship]

Sorry if this has already been asked and I understand if it's spoilers but how did Peach and Grey meet and what was their courtship like?

Here and there its been mentioned but I cant find any origina posts. At age 17 Peach went to study pokemon healthcare, deviating from her old life, taking a new path she chose. She was the quiet angry looking one in class, and everyone tended to steer clear of her, just how she preferd it. Everyone however except one very tall, very broad, very jolly guy who had spent half a year just watching her stay alone, Grey. He kind of felt a little bad that no one would talk to her, everyone seemed afraid to, so he worked up the nerve one day.

Peach was just off the path to class, having waded into tall grass, ignoring burrs and brambles, to stoop down and look at something. He waded over and saw her glare over her shoulder, turning away to ignore him saying 'hi'. when she did not reply he instead stooped down next to her to see what she was looking at. An oddish no bigger than a tangerine, rooted into the ground, so small anyone would overlook it normally, but she saw it from the path, and had to go look.

She eventually got up and left without conversation. He followed, chatted at her, got no response, but didnt give up. He took the seat next to her in class after that, and did so every day they shared a lecture or lesson. His endless chatter and her majority silence was weirdly functional. Peach pretended not to listen but took everything he said in, and he filled the quiet with chat and jokes that never got laughs. The topics he got chat from her over were almost alwasy work related, she dodged all personal questions.

Year two they seemed to just alwasy be together, peach did not choose this, but Grey seemed to follow her. He never asked for anything, never pried for information, never dug too deep, just told his jokes, and when needed, partnered up with her for work. People would alwasy ask him why he hung out with her, and even Peach didnt quite understand. One day however she overheard his answer, Grey sbest friend at the time was worried for him, that he wasnt in a healthy friendhsip with her, she never gave back. Grey laughed, shook his head and grinned. "I dont want anything back. She's nice, I can see it, don't care if no one else can." something Peach did not understand. She was fresh out her villainous household, the memory of the horrible things she'd done so close to the surface, still painful to think about. She couldnt even see the good in herself, but he did?

Perhaps she could stand to try and at least improve, if not for herself, for him.

So the next day she was the one to sit next to him, an act that did not go ignored. Grey didnt say it but her concious decision to find him and be close was the first step. Things escelated. They started to discuss things outside of work. Peach had never had the freedom to enjoy a lot of stuff regular kids got to indulge in, so when she didnt know a movie or a song, she'd ask to hear it, borrowing his headphone, or ask him to summerise the plot, or explain why he liked the thing. Showing interest in things he liked, even if it wasnt revealing anything of herself.

Year three was the year Grey realised Peach was getting hurt in the field way more, her specilisation in botany and toxicology within that field led her to multiple injuries on the regular. He began to tinker. While he did this, Peach was starting to laugh at his jokes, telling him a few small things about herself when he asked, that before she perhaps wouldnt have done. She became use to him in the student labs with her on the same bench, but one day she turned around and he wasnt there. She had to go looking, to try to find him, hunting all over until he came to the test rooms, spaces to subjects things to attacks from pokemon, intense heat, freezing cold, all controlled under lab conditions. His study and development of items meant he was there a lot, and finding him wasnt so hard.

This is where he spotted her coming to find him, and grinned big. by this third year they boxed together at the local gym, spent weekends hanging out, were good friends who respected each other. Even most of their pokemon got along, save for Val and his cubone, Harley. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to come see something. She was presented with a bolt of cloth. not all taht impressive but she let him go on, he'd not be so excited otherwise. He showed it taking drastic damage without issue, cuts and thorns didnt go through it, stitching didnt get pulled, brute force didnt rip it. The fabric was the Mk.1 repulsion cloth. He made it because she was getting hurt, and he could turn it into gear that'd stop the issue.

Peach though dense as a brick didnt miss the gesture, it was too obvious even for her to bypass. He created something to help her.

She asked if he wanted to get coffee after class, no work talk, just hang out. He said yes. The rest is history.

Theyve been inseperable ever since. There was no courting, Grey respected her too much to muddy their time with that, she showed no ineterest so why would he selfishly push the topic? They were friends, best friends, and things just kind of grew from there, but Peach was the one to start it, he let her do what she wanted when she was ready, quietly overjoyed because he'd fallen madly for that idiot over the three years, being around her was so easy, they balanced each other out.

#they just got on #he gave her a chance #and she warmed to his company #fruit salad

[wooblrb]

the law of being friends with a male: chapter 13 :pppp

genre,, fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn ?? 

pairing: junghoon x fem!reader 

warnings: none,, 

masterlist 𓇢𓆸

taglist ^-^: @dogyunslover @fordohyon

a/n: HI GUYSS sorry for not posting in sooo long T-T ive been soo busy with school :P lmk what you guys thinkkk this chap is ANOTHER boring chapter but i promis it will get better soon LOL also no sill emoji for this one૮(˶╥︿╥)ა i couldnt find a good place for it...

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“OMG A GIRL FROM THE SENIOR CLASS JUST CONFESSED TO JINSIK!” 

“so thats why everyone was screaming and whispering to each other?” 

“yes, and i heard that he didn’t even know who she was…” 

“he doesn’t know her? then why did she confess..” 

“isn’t it obvious? she only fell for his good looks rather caring about was in the inside..” 

“hey jays here, shhh.” 

the school has gone crazy over this. I’ve heard jinsik talk about the random confessions he has received so many times that i’m not really interested in all this gossip. i can already guess the outcome. 

“ah! what’s wrong with you?” i exclaim with a startled expression as jiwoon stands over my desk with a blank face. 

“that senior who just confessed..i heard she’s really pretty..” jiwoon says while placing her hands on each side of my desk and leans in more. 

“um why are you asking?” i look up at her confused. 

“WILL THEY START DATING? HER AND JINSIK.” she shouted in my face.

“oh.. i dont know..” 

‘i dont think so.. after all, jinsik like bora.�� 

“well ive never seen that jinsik had a girlfriend before.. so im skeptical..” she continues to glare at the gossipers who are still talking about the situation. 

“hmm don't you think you’re being overly dramatic right now.. why are you acting like this…( ≖_≖ )” i say while squinting my eyes. 

she clears her throat and avoids eye contact. 

“i-i was just curious.. um you.. are you ok? didn’t you say you like him last time?” she changes the subject and sits across from me. 

“yea,, i did but.. i really dont feel anything right now.” i admit while resting my head on my hand. 

“really? are you sure? nothing at all?? wow..” jiwoon’s eyes widen while i nod. 

there are so many things on my mind right now that the confession to jinsik isn’t really bothering me. first! what is moon bora’s relationship with junghoon?! second! why is junghoon suddenly avoiding eye contact with me?! hes done that twice today!! first during lunch..then when we ran into each other during cleaning time! he didn’t even spare a glance… at first i assumed he wasn’t doing it on purpose… but he keeps he always keep a straight face while doing it T-T. 

*DING* 

i grab my phone and check to see who messaged and i see its jinsik. 

*hey y/n* 

*what’s up?* 

*do you want to walk home with me today?* 

*sure !* 

*cool lets go now* 

i look behind me and see him talk with his friends. he looks up from his phone and gives me a thumbs up and i do the action back. 

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ 

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jinsik and i stop outside the school before we start walking. we play a game of rock paper scissors to too who hold the others backpack, and unfortunately, i lose. 

“haha! here you go~~!” jinsik giggles as he places his bag on my back. 

“ugh lets go.(¬_¬)” i grunt as i start walking. 

jinsik catches up still laughing a bit as we walk in a comfortable silence. 

“oh right.. jinsik, didn’t someone confess to you today?” i break the silence. 

“oh.. yes how did you know?” he looks down at me, confused. 

“i don’t think there anyone in school who hasn’t heard about it..” i say, looking back at him. 

“you didn’t know her right?” 

“so word of that has already spread everywhere…”he huffs, surprised that everyone knows.  

“hmm maybe there a couple people who don’t know?” i try to reassure him. 

“are you going to date her?” 

“no.. i rejected her.. didn’t the gossipers say that already?” jinsik jokes as he looks at me. 

i giggle and shake my head. 

“ah right.. bora was there too.” he adds, looking away. 

“b-bora!?”  i exclaim in shock. 

‘but jinsik likes bora..it must’ve been awkward..’ 

“did something bad happen..? i ask. 

“no.. i don’t think so.. her expression was clearly surprised though..” he explains. 

“oh i see..” 

‘its impressive that jinsik doesn’t care about such trivial matters..’ 

“she’s not very witty when it comes to that..” he looks at me and smiles. 

“jinsik you’re not the best at that either!” i exclaim. 

“of course i am~ you get concerned with minor details or actions of the person you like, no matter what. i cant really do anything about it.” he states, looking forward.  

(⊙_⊙) 

‘why did i.. think of kim junghoon after hearing that?’

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#junghoon x reader #junghoon xikers #kpop #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers imagines #xikers reactions #xikers #xikers x reader #jinsik xikers #jinsik x reader #jinsik

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

warnings: references to extreme child abuse (not the reader or Spencer, just a rough case)

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

Ghosts

Spencer had been curious about you from the moment you joined the team. It was no secret that you were good at your job, but the speed at which you pieced together murders truly stumped him. Even when you didnt verbalise what you knew, he could tell when you’d figured out a case. The way you stood, the way you spoke, it changed once you had understood a crime. That was always the most confusing thing - you’d figure out cases before anyone else on the team, but you always waited for evidence, even though you didnt need the evidence when figuring out the crime. You were a mystery.

Spencer wondered if he was studying you too closely; nobody else on the team seemed to notice these things about you, but then nobody else on the team was in love with you. Obviously, he hadnt confessed that to anyone, especially not to you.

The mystery of you was fascinating, but even without that you were perfect to Spencer. He felt his heart swell every time he told a joke that made you laugh, you were the only one who seemed to actually enjoy his jokes. He had already concluded that he adored everything else about you, he knew you very well from working with you for over a year.

But the mystery of you, the one thing he couldnt grasp, he was desperate to know.

And when that moment arrived, he couldnt have been less prepared. Somehow, during the entire time you had worked with the BAU, you hadnt encountered a child case with the team. Well, not a child case like this one at least. Usually the child cases were kidnappings, which Spencer noticed you didnt figure out at such an impossible speed. But that day when you, Spencer and Hotch went to visit the father of a young girl, Winnie, who had gone missing, it was different. Not to Spencer or Aaron, this was like any other missing child case to them, but to you...

As soon as you entered the house, Spencer noticed you tense up, colour draining from your face. You closed your eyes in a pained blink while Winnie’s mother spoke to Aaron. When she called the young girl’s father into the room, you finally opened your eyes, and the fire within them instilled was powerful enough to scare Spencer.

“Hey, are you alright?” He asked quietly, the two of you standing behind Aaron as he led the father into the living room to begin the interview.

“Im fine. I need to look around.”

And with that, you were off up the stairs of the house. Spencer followed you, finding you in Winnie’s bedroom. You were crouched on the floor, frantically searching through her things, but he noticed how careful you were being, trying to preserve the placement of every toy in the room as though the little girl was there to see you go through her belongings.

“Im trying, Im trying. I’ll find it, I promise.” You mumbled, not realising Spencer was behind you.

“What are you looking for?” He questioned, but before you could answer, you suddenly stopped searching.

You rose back to your feet and turned to Spencer, holding a piece of paper in your clenched and shaking hands. You stared at it with fury Spencer had never seen before.

“Under the pillow.” You mumbled, causing Spencer to frown, but he understood your words as some kind of instruction.

He walked over to Winnie’s bed and lifted her pillow to find a small pink book. He began flicking through the tear stained pages of scribbly child’s writing, typical of a child in extreme stress and fear. Spencer read it back to front in under 2 minutes. By the time he was done, your rage made complete sense.

As soon as you saw him look up in your peripheral vision, you stormed down the stairs and into the living room, Spencer hot on your heels. Hotch’s eyes landed on you the moment you entered the room, but he had no time to interrupt you slamming the drawing in front of the father.

“Care to explain why a five year old girl would draw this?”

The monster looked down at the piece of paper. It was a drawing of two stick figures. One recognised as Winnie, wearing the same purple dress in the photograph provided by the family. She had a sad face, and lying on top of her was another stick figure, with a smiling face. That stick figure was drawn without clothes. The paper was covered in tear stains, as well as drawn tear drops in blue, but not just blue. Red. Particularly between the two stick figures. They were surrounded by distraught scribbles that were also drawn in red. Deep red.

Spencer stood beside you and leaned over Winnie’s father in the same way you did.

“Im scared of Mommy going away. He comes in at night. I try to keep the door shut but he gets so angry. He said I should be happy and feel nice but it always hurts for so many days. He tells Mommy I fall over a lot when she goes away. He said he’ll kill me if tell anyone. I dont want to die. What if he hurts Mommy after?” He recited from the fourth entry.

Before Winnie’s nightmare had the chance to reply, you interjected. “But even after all you did to her, you couldnt part with her, could you? You’d never dump her body where you couldnt see it everyday. Even after torturing her, murdering her, you keep her trapped here!” You seethed.

“SHE’S MINE!” The nightmare roared, trying to stand to his feet, but you forcefully tower over him.

“SIT DOWN.” You shouted, and he cowered beneath you as you continued. “You have no power over her anymore. You will be as far away from her as I can make possible. Guys like you get exactly what you deserve in prison. Maybe you’ll start to feel remorse for what you did to her when bigger, stronger men are doing it to you. Doesnt matter either way, because just like you, they wont stop until they decide to kill you.”

Spencer pulled you back as police officers entered the living room, walking over to the couch and arresting Winnie’s murderer. Aaron approached the two of you as the nightmare was removed from the building.

“Well done. He’ll be put away for a long time.” Hotch said, attempting to reassure the traumatised expression on your face.

“Not long enough.” You replied, and he nodded.

“I’ll talk to Winnie’s mother, you two head back to the station.” Hotch said, before picking the drawing up off the table, along with the diary, and heading back to Winnie’s room. Her mother spent a lot of time crying in there, and after what Hotch told her, she’d never stop.

Once Hotch was out of earshot, you collapsed to your knees, tears streaking your face as your entire body began to shake.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Can you hear me!?!” Spencer crouched down beside you and wrapped his arms around you.

You nodded into his chest.

“Winnie...where is she?” Spencer asked quietly.

“I-In the backyard.” You choked out.

“No, that’s not what I meant. Where can you see her?” He rephrased, and your heart stopped. Spencer ended the silence. “That’s how you figure out cases so quickly, isnt it? You can communicate with the victims. But you’ve never reacted like this.”

Your chin wobbled. “A-Adults, teenagers...by the time I get to them, they’ve already figured out that they’re dead. But she’s just a kid! As soon as we got here, I-I could hear her asking her mom why she was ignoring her, I could hear Winnie telling her what that fucker did to her, it was finally safe to because ‘daddy cant see me anymore’. She was too fucking young for all of this!” You burst into tears and Spencers heart shattered.

He couldnt imagine the strain this must have on you. He’d always thought that being able to communicate with the dead was more of a blessing than a curse, especially in his line of work, it assisted in bringing people to justice. But having to bear the weight of the dead’s pain, that was an incomprehensible curse.

“You’ve saved her, (Y/N).”

You lifted your head from his chest to frown at Spencer in confusion.

“How? She’s already dead.”

Spencer held your face in his hands. “You saved her, because now she can be at peace. She can exist without fear now, because of you.”

When you glanced at the doorway, Spencer let go of your face. You chuckled slightly and wiped your tears.

“Thanks Winnie, but Im not a superhero.”

Yes you are! The little girl in the purple dress cheered.

“You are.” Spencer said, not realising he was repeating Winnie’s words.

See! The tall man agrees! Can he see me? She asked curiously.

“No, the tall man cant see you.” You replied, smiling sadly.

Spencer raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Am I ‘the tall man’?”

You nodded at him.

Daddy always said I should feel happy and nice, I feel happy and nice now! Do you wanna be best friends? The angel smiled at you hopefully.

Fresh tears filled your eyes. “Of course we can be, Winnie.”

And the tall one? She asked.

You turned to Spencer. “She’d like to know if you want to be best friends.”

Spencer’s eyes widened. “Absolutely!”

Yay! She squealed.

“You can be free now.” You told her.

I want to stay with Mommy. She’ll be lonely without me. But she cant hear me, can you tell her that munchkin loves her always? Winnie requested, shuffling awkwardly from foot to foot as though what she was asking for was unreasonable.

You smiled. “I’ll go and tell her right away.”

Pulling together all of your strength, you climbed back to your feet. Spencer followed you back up the stairs, led by the sound of Winnie’s mother sobbing. She was too distraught to notice you step into the room.

“Sandra.” You spoke softly as you sat down beside her on Winnie’s bed.

Aaron walked over to stand beside Spencer, who filled him in on the situation is quickly as possible.

“I never got to say goodbye!” Winnie’s mother cried.

“Have you ever heard of clairvoyance?” You pressed, keeping your voice quiet and careful.

Sandra nodded, sniffling. “Y-Yes, my sister and I went to see a clairvoyant last year, why?”

You took a deep breath. “Winnie asked me to tell you that munchkin loves you, always.”

Winnie’s mother turned to look at you so slowly, her body trembling, her eyes wide in disbelief. The petname ‘munchkin’ was specific enough to assure her that you were telling the truth. She collapsed into you, sobbing hysterically, a mixture of heartbreaking anguish and just the smallest glimmer of joy at not losing her daughter entirely.

Aaron and Spencer felt themselves tear up as watched the scene unfold. You called Winnie upstairs and told her mother everything she said, allowing them to properly talk after everything that had happened, which was more than anyone who has lost someone could ask for.

Spencer realised then that is the true beauty of your gift, you can bring light to the truth, but most importantly you can bring closure to those who need it most. He had finally figured you out. You are a superhero, and although it causes you impossible pain, you are strong enough to power through it. You are magic, and nobody loves magic quite as much as Doctor Spencer Reid.

#spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #x reader #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction #headcannon

[swiftfootedachilles]

MY BEHAVIOR AND RESPONSES REGARDING WHAT EXACTLY??? stop being vague and get fucking specific. unless you HAVE nothing to be specific about because i have done absolutely nothing to garner the hate ive been receiving for MONTHS. the only reason i even said that personal shit about my relationship or lack thereof with judaism in response to your ask is so you understand that i didnt wake up one day and go "today im going to spread misinformation on the internet" i was explaining that i try to learn my shit before i go posting stuff on the internet regarding cultures that i am not a part of and customs i do not follow. i wasnt trying to gain sympathy points, i wasn't doing a "woe is me" schtick. i couldnt care less about how you or anyone else on here feels about me. it was simply me stating that i wasn't trying to misrepresent, stereotype, or negatively convey any jewish cultural beliefs

i cannot "google it" because you didnt even say what specifically i misrepresented or fetishizes about jewish customs... i learned about jewish wedding traditions, then i made a post mentioning some of those traditions because i thought it wouldve been nice to see said traditions in regards to the fictional characters Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich getting married in the television show Shameless. i did not write the episode where they revealed a shitty white supremacists to be also jewish. thats a completely separate conversation to have. i only brought up that episode because an anon was confused as to why i made a post mentioning mickey being jewish. that is what youre so pissed over. again, if i misrepresented something, i wouldnt know because - despite the fact that YOU are the one who send me an ask and made me aware that my post was apparently fetishization - you have not specified what i said to make you come to this conclusion

since you wont tell me what the hell i said that upset you so much and you refuse to respond to me privately, i guess ill have to explain myself here publicly

i can only assume that you already disliked me before today and are just looking for reasons to disassociate with me like all your friends are doing. luckily i still have followers, mutuals, and real friends who have critical thinkings skills and still support/love me despite whatever bullshit is going on in this dumbass fandom right now. whatever. i would love to hear from other people on this since the person who originally raised this concern is not responding to me. do you find it inappropriate or unethical to discuss - specifically in fandom spaces - communities you are not a part of? is that the problem here, or is there something i missed?

#a.txt #blah blah inflammatory statements blah blah #i really dont care 'youre hitting the hornets nest youre digging yourself deeper into this' okay and what exactly do you want me to do #backpedal without explanation? no i dont believe in empty apologies #and im not gonna say sorry without understanding what the hell im saying sorry for

[just-before-dawn]

just a lil small statement from me :)

i know that the zine and the people involved has caused uproar within the fandom. i wanted to ignore it as best as i could, but because of me wanting to live my life in peace (as i already have enough on my plate), some people call it me being naive and idiotic.

im going to say this again (as i have done so many times already but people keep needing to be reminded), my zine is on a neutral standpoint. if people think of it in a certain "discourse" position, then please change your thinking. im so tired of having to overexplain and defend the entire purpose of this zine constantly, again and again. some people still don't understand.

ive been involved with this fandom since december 2022 when i made my first post. i decided to make this zine because there was nothing else out there and i thought it would be fun. i have experience in outsourcing and finding manufacturers, i also know the process and the ins and outs of being in a zine. that's why i decided to make one for this fandom. dont let this zine be the ONLY zine in this fandom, i myself plan to make more after this one (coughcoughtuggoffeleeszinecough) and if someone else wants to start one, please do!

i truly love this goddamn musical about singing and dancing cats. this zine is for the purpose of celebrating this musical through art and writing. this musical has had a horrible reputation amongst society, why not turn that around?

in my own words and actions, i chose the people in this zine based off of what they have submitted in their applications, both moderators and contributors. i dont have time to do a deep dive internet check to see what problems a person has caused in a fandom. i work two jobs, im currently also packing 300 kickstarter orders, and im running this zine at the same time. i honestly do not have time to look into the drama that happened in this fandom unless if someone brings it up to me personally and they give me proof. i have explained myself time and time again that i do not absolutely give a single fuck about what side a person stands on. i do not care what a person enjoys or likes on the internet, i have my own business to attend to and other people have theirs.

if im so busy, why am i running this? because i want to and it gives me joy knowing that something great is coming into fruition!

please note that ive gotten anon hate from both a "proshipper" and an "anti", if that doesn't already explain the true neutrality of me and my zine, i dont know what does. im sorry that the results of who was picked and chosen for this zine gave out the supposed wrong reputation. im sorry that i didnt work hard enough to spend time (that i dont have) to do an fbi check on everyone to find out that they've done a certain action in this fandom. i cant make anyone happy with how this zine goes, i can only do so much. i had no idea that fandom discourse was going to be the main problem with running the zine. i thought it would be something bigger like finance. but this discourse does not define the zine.

im so tired of reading things said behind my back, assuming things about me, without actually confronting me about it. my dms are always open for anyone to talk to me about things. my asks are always open too.

the zine and myself have zero people blocked because i dont have time for that. guest contributors were chosen because multiple people requested them, moderators were chosen by me without any bias because i liked what i saw in their applications, contributors were chosen by all of us mods (there are FIVE of us, nothing more) as a collective group. my process with choosing was specifically on work, i dont choose people by bias. im not that kind of person. i also have already talked to my mods about interacting with the apparent discourse surrounding this zine. they will not interact with any posts outside of the people involved. any actions they have made already are not condoned by me and i couldnt say something about it earlier because i was at work.

so please, if a person has a problem with me and my zine, confront ME about. do not bother anyone else.

again, if my zine happened to make someone assume that its "proship" or "anti", then please think twice. this zine is a celebration of this musical and fan content. i dont fucking have a stance. stop assuming shit about me behind my back, im so tired of having to explain this to people. the people involved might and i have no clue because yet again, i dont do fucking deep dives on people unless if someone actually mentions and brings it up to me. but just because i choose to enjoy my time in a fandom without any drama doesnt make me naive and stupid.

it is a person's decision whether or not they want to support this zine. but please do not spread hate. tell me about it and i will take action. thank you.

again, my dms and asks are open. i have zero people blocked on here and the zine's acc. i cannot say the same for anyone else involved. the zine's acc on tumblr and insta are only run by me, nobody else.

#im sorry about this again #i literally hate talking about this but it had to be said #because im tired of it truthfully #idk whos gonna read it but please take my words into consideration