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#im actually near tears for the first time about this right now
itsjustrosee · 2 days
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Hii!!! Im literally in love with your work 😍it’s so good!!!! I was wondering if you could do a Minho x fem reader where the reader is really feisty and sassy on the outside but soft and scared inside. So when she first comes up in the box as the only girl, her fight or flight instincts come in and she starts running (sorta like Thomas in the beginning of the movies) and she almost makes it into the maze (bc shes really fast) but bumps into Minho who’s on his way out. He grabs her and after that he was instructed to always keep you in his sights bc he’s the only one who can handle/calm you? And you become a runner with him and grow feelings. Something like that idk!
Very cute idea!! I loved writing this, thank you so much for the request!!! This definitely helped me get out of my writing slump so thank you <3
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UNDER CONTROL Minho x Fem!reader
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Context: look above for summary ^
Warnings: Spice and cursing
Wordcount: 3.4k
! proof read but there might still be some mistakes !
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You woke up just to be greeted by almost pitch-black darkness. Questions raced through your mind as your eyes slowly adjusted to your surroundings.
You were in some sort of box. All four walls, including the floor and the ceiling, were made of metal, and you could say that it was almost like you were stuck in a crate of some kind.
There were boxes of food and clothes around you but you didn't have much time to focus on that, not when the cage you were in moved up what seemed like some sort of elevator shaft at an alarming speed.
You tried standing up but you couldn't keep your balance. You landed right back on the floor so you shuffled over into a corner of the box, screaming for help until your throat became raw and you didn't have enough energy to scream anymore.
Hot wet tears streamed down your cheeks and you eventually passed out from exhaustion. When you opened your eyes again, the shaft was still moving but then suddenly it came to an abrupt halt.
You stayed in the corner, curious about what was to come next. Thoughts raced in and out of your brain as you tried to come up with an explanation as to why you were stuck in this cage. But that only made you question even more things. Where had you been before this? Who had you been before this? Who are you?
Your thoughts were interrupted as the crate's ceiling opened, and sunlight from above poured into your box. You looked up as your eyes adjusted to yet another change in lighting and to your surprise, you saw a large group of boys huddled around the perimeter of the box. They all stared at you, some shocked and some surprised.
You heard a couple whoops and hollers being exchanged from those above you and you could hear someone exclaim, "It's a girl!"
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
Suddenly a hand reached down to pull you out of the box, "Welcome to the Glade shank," A boy with odd-looking eyebrows explained, the tone of his voice not welcoming once so ever.
"Come on Gally be nice to the greenie, I mean she is a girl," Another boy said, talking to the one who pulled you out of the box who you now knew was Gally. The boy who was talking to Gally was blonde and different from the others, he had a British accent.
You grabbed the hand of the boy hesitantly and got pulled up to the surface. You felt relieved to be standing on grass, let alone solid ground, until you actually looked at everyone around you. The only people you could see were boys. Only boys.
So that's what they meant. You were the only girl there.
Oh fuck no.
That was the only thing on your mind as you sprinted away from everyone. You shoved past the crowd of boys and ran. You ran like your life depended on it. Your heart beat out of your chest as you flew past everyone, you didn't even know where you were going but you just didn't want to be near anyone else, especially not them. This was too overwhelming for you and you shut your eyes as your mind raced almost as fast as you.
Just as you thought you would be successful in your escape, you slowed down your pace just slightly, finally opening your eyes and looking in front of you.
Walls. Four ginormous stone walls loomed over you.
All you could do was stare at them as you continued running, in awe and in horror.
You were too busy peering up at the walls to even notice the boy that you ended up running right into. You slammed into his chest but he barely even got knocked back by you, even though you ran like hell straight into him.
You subconsciously gripped onto both of his biceps with your hands to steady yourself while his hands both flew to your waist to keep you from falling. As you picked your head up to get a look at the person you collided with, your heart practically beat out of your chest.
Jesus Christ this man is hot.
He was much taller than you, your head only reaching his collarbone. He had a muscular frame and from what you could tell from the veins and muscles on his forearms, he was strong.
But it wasn't just his figure that made him attractive, it was also his face. He had a sharp jawline and a pair of hooded dark brown eyes that drew you in, like there was something just so captivating about them but you didn't know what it was.
As he looked you up and down for a moment, he had a mix of shock and realization on his face. "You must be new here, huh?" He said with a soft grin. God even his voice sounded hot.
You could only stare back at him, a look of terror on your face as you did so. As you looked past him and back to the walls, your eyes prickled with tears, ones that threatened to start streaming down your face any second.
Whoever the boy who stood in front of you was, took one good look at your face and his expression softened. "Hey look at me," He said, removing one of his hands from your waist and putting it on your chin as he moved your head so you'd look at him. "This whole thing seems terrifying, trust me I know, but it isn't as bad as you would think." He finished while putting his hand back on your waist.
"Where am I?" You squeaked out, your voice still slightly hoarse from all the screaming you'd done when you'd been stuck in that box.
"The glade," The boy answered. You gave him a look of confusion because it's not exactly like his reply really answered your question. He opened his mouth to speak again, "Alright it's kind of hard to explain all of this, and I really can't tell you all of it now. I know it seems unfair but you have to trust me, you'll learn everything in time."
"Okay," You mumble out with a small nod of your head.
"My name's Minho by the way," He adds as he removes his hands from your waist and crosses his arms, you quickly follow suit and take your hands away from his biceps and put them to your side. "You might not remember your name now, but you'll get it back in a couple d-" You cut him off before he can finish.
"(Y/N)." You say, the name almost sounding foreign to you, "My name is (Y/N)." You muster out again, this time more slowly as if you're actively trying to tie yourself to that name again.
"(Y/N), huh? You know, most people don't get their names back until a day or two out of the box. It's impressive that you remembered yours so quick." He says with a smile that makes your heart melt.
"Guess I'm lucky then," You say while the tips of your lips drag up to form a small smile.
"Guess so," Minho says, returning your smile as he looks back at you.
You hear footsteps approach and you turn around quickly, taking a step back as you do so. Minho puts a hand on your shoulder and suddenly you feel safe, protected almost, by his presence. You take a deep breath in, and a deep breath out. You don't need to run.
Your eyes land on the thankfully smaller group of boys than before, walking up to you and Minho. "Jeez Minho how the hell'd you calm her down?" Someone says while another replies, "Guess he's just skilled with the ladies," Nudging his friend's arm as they both snicker.
"Slim it Fry. You can't blame the poor girl for being totally freaked. I would've done the same if I were her," The blonde one states.
"Alright settle down," One of the boy's who is walking with them states. He's different from the rest though, he looks older, not by much, but just enough to set him apart. He holds himself with confidence and his voice drips with authority and respect.
The two boys next to him quiet down as they walk over. Gally, the Brit, the guy whose name is Fry, a short chubby kid who radiates little brother energy, and the one who you're assuming is the leader, all stood in front of you.
"That was quite the run you made there." The leader states before continuing, "I'm Alby, I sorta run this place, and this," He points to the blondy, "Is Newt, my second in command." He says while Newt gives you a wave.
"I'm (Y/N)." You state.
"Wow, you already remembered your name? It took me a while to remember mine," The chubby boy replies, looking at you as if you're the coolest person he's ever met.
You give him a warm smile and as you're about to speak, someone else cuts in, "Oh slim it Chuck. No one cares," Gally says rudely, "Shouldn't you be cleaning up klunk in the toilets right now anyways?" Gally says with a chuckle.
For some reason, you feel compelled to defend this little kid. "Don't talk to him like that. You don't run the place, so who are you to go around telling everyone what to do?" You say taking a step forward towards Gally. You disliked him already, despite only knowing him for a couple of minutes.
"I can talk to him however the shuck I want, greenie." Gally sneers as he steps towards you. "You just got here and I don't think that you'd want to get on my bad side already." He spits out.
You scoff, "Honestly, I couldn't care less whether or not I'm on your 'bad side'." You grin while mocking him which only makes him angrier. You're now standing toe to toe with him and his face was only inches away from yours. "What are you going to do, huh? Fight me?" You say while finding your ability to get a rise out of him beyond entertaining.
"You little-" Newt pulled Gally away from you before he could do anything he might regret but you just stayed right where you were. This wasn't over, not in your eyes at least.
"Oh come on. Let him at me. I mean look at him, he's practically frothing at the mouth like some sort of wild animal." You say with a chuckle, meanwhile, he looks like he wants to maul you, but you could care less. "What? Are you afraid of getting your ass beat by a girl or something?"
That was all it took for Gally to pounce on you, but Minho pulled you to his side with two firm hands on your hips before he could reach you. Gally missed the both of you in his attempt to tackle you, resulting in him on the ground. While he tried to get up, both Newt and Fry had to hold him back.
"That's enough." Alby's voice booms while stepping between you and Minho and Newt, Fry and Gally. "Gally you've been here for far longer than she has and you are well aware of our rules here," Alby states while staring at Gally, who, after thrashing around, stands on his knees and finally calms down. Neither of the boy's grip on him gets any softer though.
While Alby lectures the both of you, Gally's too busy glaring at you. He was giving you a look that would seem threatening if anyone else was doing it, but his eyebrows shred the illusion of it being anything close to scary or intimidating.
"Alright Gally you get one night in the slammer, and you," He turns his attention to you, "Though you didn't put your hands on Gally, you should still be held responsible for some of this."
"That's fair," You say with a shrug.
"Minho you aren't allowed to leave her side for the next week," Alby states without missing a beat.
"Wait, what?" Both you and Minho say in unison.
"But I need to go in the maze, how is she supposed to be with me then?" Minho questions.
"That won't be a problem because you will be teaching her to become a runner," Alby explains before looking at you, "I've seen a lot of shanks come up through that box and claim they want to be a runner all for the glory of it, but you, you can actually run." You feel a sense of pride as Alby finishes speaking.
Gally finally gets up and starts walking away and Fry walks with him. As Newt stands up, he whispers something into Alby's ear.
"Minho you're going to have to keep her under control and tour her around the glade tonight after you go to the maze room, alright?" Alby confirms.
"Alright," Minho replies in agreement and both Newt and Alby begin to walk away. He takes his hands off your hips and stands in front of you before you can walk away.
"Well, that was quite the introduction you made for yourself, huh?"
"Dude, what do you expect me to do? Do you guys just let him talk to people like that?"
"Well, unfortunately, that's just kind of the way that he is."
"Now that's just a shitty excuse," You say, rolling your eyes.
"Look, I'm not the biggest fan of the way he acts either but you just need to get to know him." He says while shooting you a pleading look.
"Yeah, I think I'll pass." You say with a chuckle.
"Okay I get it, you don't need to be friends with him or anything, you just need to get along with him well enough," Minho says with a sigh.
"Alright fine. I will."
"Good," Minho says with a smile, "Meet me at the box after dinner, I'll show you around the glade afterward."
You give him a thumbs-up and he turns away, walking to, you're assuming, some place called 'the maze room'.
Just as you're about to walk away, to god knows where because you seriously don't even know where the hell you are, you stop in your tracks as you feel someone tug on the hem of your shirt from behind you.
You turn your head to see the kid from before that you defended, and immediately your expression softens.
"Hey, you need something?" You ask softly while turning towards him.
"Oh um, no, I just wanted to thank you for earlier," He says and you are literally fighting every urge you have to just hug this kid and squeeze the shit out of him. "Not many people are really willing to stick up for me around here, so, thank you."
"Of course. I mean, I couldn't just let that loser push you around like that,"
He gives you a genuine smile before speaking again, "My name's Chuck by the way."
"Chuck, huh? Well, it's nice to meet you Chuck," You say, returning his smile, "You wouldn't mind showing me where we have dinner would you? I don't know where the hell I am," You add with a chuckle.
Chuck agrees happily, and soon enough, you were sat down on a bench at a table eating dinner. You sat down with Chuck and a few others, and you made sure that you stayed as far away from Gally as possible.
After dinner, Minho showed you around and told you about the glade and how everyone was kept in here in some maze. Honestly, you couldn't focus on a word he was saying because you couldn't keep your eyes off the way the moonlight perfectly hit his face. It made him look like some kind of god, and to you, staring at him was far more interesting than realizing you all were stuck in here like some sort of lab rats.
Ok so maybe you developed a little crush on him. Who could blame you? He was hot, but he also had a really good personality. The type of personality that lights up a room, one that makes people want to be around you. That's what Minho had.
As you got to know him more while in the maze and out of it, your feelings couldn't help but grow deeper. Not to mention that he was the only person in the whole glade that could actually handle you. Well, Chuck could too, you had become very close with him, but when it came to fights, you told him to stay out of it. After all, you always knew that Minho would be there to pull you away and calm you down, so you didn't want Chuck to bother getting himself into trouble while trying to bail you out.
And tonight was no different. You'd gotten into an argument with Gally at the bonfire, but this one was worse than most. His words were harsher this time, and it pushed you over the edge.
Minho could tell that you actually felt hurt at what Gally said, so he dragged you out of the bonfire and into his hut where he hugged you as you cried into his shoulder.
You never cried in the glade, not once, yet as Minho hugged you, his arms wrapped around your back tightly as he rubbed circles into it, you couldn't help but let out soft sobs into his shirt.
"Shh," Minho whispered into your ear, "Let it out. You're safe here," His words made your heart melt, partially because he was being so nice to you and partially because he was right. It didn't matter where you were, as long as Minho was there, you felt safe.
"It's just so stupid, I shouldn't be crying over this. He's mean to me all the time I need to get over it," You sniffled, your words muffled by the material of his shirt as you spoke into it.
Suddenly, Minho moved his hands to your shoulders and pulled you away from him slightly so you could face him. "Don't say that, alright? It's not stupid." Minho explained, "He was being a total shuck face you have a right to feel frustrated," He said while taking a thumb and whipping a tear from your cheek.
He rested his hand on your cheek as he looked into your eyes and you felt your face flush.
Suddenly, there was a thick tension between both you and Minho. It was a mix of longing and desire, which only intensified after looking back at him.
You couldn't help but glance down at his lips for a split second, hoping he didn't see it but he definitely did. His hand wrapped around your back moved to your waist as his face leaned into yours, and your lips collided with his.
He kissed you softly and tenderly and you couldn't help but kiss him back with the same amount of passion. You moved your arms around his neck as you melted into his touch. You wish you could savor everything about the way he kissed you.
Minho slid one of his hands down your shirt and up your bare back, causing shockwaves to spread throughout your entire body because of the skin-to-skin contact.
The kiss deepened as he became more and more passionate and desperate with you. You slipped your lips open to allow his tongue to enter your mouth and he proceeded to explore every inch of it.
The ache between your legs only grew greater as you felt Minho's bulge press onto it. He hummed into your lips as he moved his hand from your cheek to under the front of your shirt.
Suddenly, he pulled away, biting down on your bottom lip as he did so. He moved his lips to your jaw, down your neck, and eventually down to the sensitive skin on the crook of your neck. He softly bit and then sucked on the skin, leaving a hickey that multiple people were guaranteed to point out tomorrow.
You moaned softly as he did so, and before you and Minho could continue, you heard the door knob of Minho's hut open.
Shit.
"Hey (Y/N) I wanted to apologize for earlier, I didn't mea-" Gally begins to say, but you can imagine the rest of the words get caught in his throat as he sees you and Minho before him.
"Gally get the shuck out-" You say loudly but before you can even continue, Gally's already out of the door as quickly as he came in.
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Alright guys, I did it! Heres another request fulfilled!! I actually really liked how this one turned out and I hope you guys do too!!!
I also wanted to thank each and every one of you who's been supporting me even while I haven't been super active, it really means a lot to me <33
ALSO THANK YOU GUYS FOR 50 FOLLOWERS!!!!! that is literally so insane to me. I cannot thank you guys enough for how kind you've all been
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frogkeyboard · 3 months
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as someone who has lived in oklahoma for over ten years and been through the public school system there since elementary school, hearing about the death of nex benedict barely shook the earth for me until i saw that not only people from my community were outraged by it—i genuinely felt like oklahoma was this vacuum where everything awful happens to queer kids and nothing would ever be fixed, and seeing people from all over the globe show their anger and horror about this poor 15 year old's death and with how fucking evil ryan walters is has been life changing. we're not alone out here. i'm not alone. rest in power nex.
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Love isn't dead
Yandere cupid x reader
Tw: yandere, minor mention of body horror, obsessive and possessive behavior, isolation
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💌you couldn't remember when he first appeared or when you could feel another presence near you. All you knew was that you had a cupid trying to set you up.
💘always nonchalant when you'd open a closet door and he'd be hiding inside. Pausing to stare before continuing to put the towels away. He swore you could see right through him and at him at the same time. But that shouldn't be possible. Because humans can't see cupids. They're not supposed to
💌but that obviously wasn't the case with you. Sweetheart quickly became more bold. Watching you quietly and forgetting his task of finding your soulmate. It got to a point where you blatantly confronted him after you finished bathing, noticing a pair of pink heart eyes staring at you from the top of the shower curtain half way
"are you going to keep staring at me like a creep or are you going to actually introduce yourself?"
"gah-!! Ah.. uh right! Ofcourse! I-im sweetheart! Pleasure to meet you!"
💘after Introducing yourself, you set some ground rules. 1. Don't watch you while you shower, use the bathroom, or sleep 2. Don't Invade your space 3. He can't stalk you while you're out and about
💌at first he followed these rules, nodding obediently and following them diligently. But then he noticed something.. when did you become so beautiful? He swore you were more beautiful than his mother.. so kind and patient, he almost didn't want to finish his job, just stay here with you forever. Offering him food, caring for him, giving him hugs and cheek kisses. He wanted more.
💘he broke your rules, but he never let you find out. He'd never want to upset you! Having gotten better in hiding, he silently watches from the shadows. taking things he's sure you won't notice. All he talks and asks about now is what you like, what you're thinking of or if you got your eye on anyone. Claiming it's because he's curious about humans
💌 growing possessive, he uses one of his hate arrows whenever a suitor tries to approach you. How dare they try and take what was his! Can't they see you're too perfect for them!? He saw everything else as inferior to you, nobody was worthy to see your smile. A god/dess among rubbish.
💘he started using his arrows to distance your loved ones, until he was all that you had left. Comforting you, holding you close, wiping away your tears. He felt a foreign burning feeling in-between his legs whenever he saw you cry. Wanting nothing more than to lick them up but he knew you would consider it weird
💌he didn't dare use a love arrow on you, he wanted to see you. The real you at all times. Ignoring the angry calls his mother and siblings would send him, urging him to finish his job and come back home. So he did something he never would have thought of doing. Something irreversible. He cut off his wings, turning him mortal
💘he smiled up at you with a lovesick grin, while you could only stare at him in horror. You had just gotten back from a miserable day at work and stumbled into the bathroom to find it bloody and covered in familiar pink feathers. Slowly walking backwards, glancing at the small bones of where his wings use to be, sticking out. Bloody and mangled.
"this is all for you.. don't you see? I'M your soulmate! We were made for eachother my darling! So let's be together forever.."
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jgracie · 1 month
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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ OH, BABY!
firefighter!percy jackson x fem!reader
masterlist | rules
an firefighter percy as promised!!! this doesn’t focus much on the firefighter aspect but i had to do it im sorry LOL
you nervously paced around the kitchen of your home - the one you shared with percy - as you mentally rehearsed what you were going to tell him once he got home from work
“it’s okay, y/n, you and perce want this,” you told yourself, your voice barely above a whisper. it was true, you and percy did want a baby. you’d discussed it a while ago and decided it was the right time for the two of you, with both your careers finally being stable and all your debts having been paid. still, you anxiously toyed around with the pregnancy test in your hands, the two lines indicating ‘positive’ almost mocking you as you stared down at them
somehow, you’d managed to keep this hidden from percy for a month, which now made you two months pregnant. you weren’t sure how you did it, but you needed some time to absorb the information of the new addition to your lives so you simply hid the pregnancy test and scans and visits to the doctor for as long as you could
part of the reason why you were afraid was percy’s job. he was a firefighter, and while you did admire him for it as he would constantly risk his own life for the sake of others’, you couldn’t help but wish he’d chosen a different career path. you’d already get worried whenever he’d come home and tell you about the near-death experience of the day like it was nothing special, but with a baby on the way, those feelings tripled
however, you knew percy deserved to know. after a week of contemplating and planning, you’d decided to tell him using the classic ‘bun in the oven’ surprise. the warm smell of the bread baking comforted you as you waited for percy’s arrival, but it wasn’t enough to ease your nerves. that was what prompted you to make your mistake of the day: taking a bath
taking a bath wouldn’t have been a problem if you actually remembered to turn the oven off before you left. whilst you poured your scented soaps and bath bombs into the water, choosing a show to watch on your ipad and lighting some candles, your bun in the oven burnt under the scorching heat
percy was excited to see you, his precious wife. sometimes, he couldn’t believe he actually got to call you that. he nearly skipped all the way to your apartment, a goofy grin plastered on his face as he pulled his keys out of his back pocket and— what was that smell?
being a firefighter, this was a scent that percy knew all too well. suddenly, he was alert, his mind already conjuring up the worst scenarios it could as he frantically turned the keys to your apartment - first the wrong way, causing him to curse under his breath, then the right
he almost kicked the door down as he entered, scanning the space for any sign of you, any sign that you were safe and unharmed
“babe? y/n, where are you?” he yelled, running around the apartment as he tried to find the source of the fire. his shoes left dirty footprints all over the floor, footprints you’d definitely scold him for later, but he’d go through a million lectures from you if he had to. as long as you were alive and safe, percy would be fine
meanwhile, you had gotten out of the shower, your mood improving tremendously, when you’d finally heard percy’s shouts over the music playing from your phone. your brows furrowed in confusion and you put the pregnancy test into the pocket of your robe, making your way over to where he was
when percy saw you, tears sprung to his eyes and he lifted you up, causing you to squeal as he twirled you around before giving you a rib-crushing hug. when you pulled away, you frowned at the evident distress on your husband’s face - what was up with him?
“is everything okay, perce?” you asked, tenderly taking his hands into yours and giving them a right squeeze. percy nodded, but to you, he was an open book. there was definitely something wrong
just as you were about to ask if he was sure, percy said, “everything’s okay, i just smelt something burning and, y’know, with my job, your mind can’t help but wander…” you took a whiff of the air and smelt it too. biting your lip, you followed the scent to the kitchen as you wracked your brain for an answer as to why it was even there
you got to the oven. the oven with the hard, black bun in it
“oh my god, no!” you mumbled, hurriedly getting some oven mitts and grabbing the bun out of the oven, immediately dropping it onto the countertop. as you did this, something happened to fall out of your robe pocket
percy picked it up, about to hand it to you when he noticed what it was. a pregnancy test. more importantly, a positive pregnancy test
his voice trembling as he held back tears for the second time that evening, percy asked, “y/n, what is this?” you looked up and your eyes widened as you patted down your robe, realising the test had fallen out
“y/n,” percy began, pulling you closer to him. with your lips a centimeter apart, he continued, “is this real? are you…? are we…?” you couldn’t find the words to answer his question, so you simply nodded. immediately, percy closed to distance between you, and as the taste of his salty tears mixed with your minty toothpaste, you felt your worries get washed away
percy would be a great father, regardless of what job he had. under the soft kitchen lights, mr and mrs jackson became sure of one thing: that he would come home to you and your baby, no matter what life could possibly throw at him
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marikosenwrites · 4 months
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📓✧˖°.bungo stray dogs smut scenarios and hcs
sen: my first smut fic lmao idk what and how i do but i'm gonna TRY MY BEST feed back is VERY MUCH appreciated i originally planned to do purely fic no hcs but i decided against that ^v^ tell me if you want the word count because i'm unsure if i should put it or not
characters: ada!dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, chuuya nakahara
warnings: smut, mdni, im still putting ooc here, binding, biting (i'm still thinking tell me if smth needs to be added), rough sex (?), oral sex, use of y/n
(starts under the cut!)
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‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ dazai osamu
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୨୧ loves binding you with random things that are flexible near him, like a tie or his bandages and things like that
୨୧ dazai just tangles his hand in your hair and like weaves through the strands and he doesn't want to pull his hand out so just pulls your hair and stuff
୨୧ if you ask him to be gentle, he compiles immediately and starts slowing down his relentless thrusts
୨୧ likes preparing you first (using his skilled fingers)
୨୧ when you're all wet he just invites himself
୨୧ pm!dazai would have done gunplay occasionally
scenario:
"bella- shit, you feel so, so, good, baby, yeah- god," dazai moans, his pace not slowing down, but becoming faster, which was what you hadn't expected.
a few whimpers and moans escape your lips, turning the taller on more, "'s-'samu, s-shit, slow down," you whimper some more as dazai hoists a leg on to his shoulder, allowing him to reach deeper places into your hole.
you scream, only to be stopped by two fingers going into your mouth. "shush, bella, yosano-san will find out. you certainly don't want that, do you?"
you shook your head in response, tears rapidly flowing down and reaching the crumpled sheets. although you cried, it was because of both the pain and the pleasure that your boyfriend was giving you.
"osamu..." you mumble as he slowed down his pace to an actually bearable one. "you're too harsh on me."
"oh? is that so?" he grinned and started to fasten his pace once again. "hmm?"
"o-osamu-! fuck-" as your pretty mewing and moans reached his ears, he grabbed a string of bandage on the nightstand next to you and tied your hands with it. "-osamu?"
"mm, you look more delightful than ever like this, bella." the man smirked.
"shall the show officially begin, now?"
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‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ edogawa ranpo
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୨୧ into foodplay is the first thing i'll say
୨୧ loves sucking on tits too (literally his favorite thing to do what am i on about)
୨୧ loves sex after a tired day at work (like MINOURA or new people insulting him and stuff) (by insulting i mean saying that he isn't a good enough detective)
୨୧ sex between the both of you always starts with a make out session and then (and then) BOOM you strip and the good part starts
୨୧ he is a lazy bottom for real but when he's mad/frustrated oh boy you bouta see some stars
୨୧ loves when you top him
scenario:
quite a while had passed since you were bouncing on his on his cock, your moans and his combining into a harmony that was unique on the world, and only happens once a week or so.
ranpo had come home from a bad day, a frustrating one. you had always tended to his needs when it came to to tired days. and the same applies for you.
"mm...you look so nice bouncing like that f'me, sugar," the raven-head grins as he aids you with his hand.
you moan prettily, as you say, "ranpo- ngh-"
his moans get louder as he goes closer to reaching his peak. a while more after, you come with him closely following you in the motion. "well, sugar," his chest heaves up and down. "did you enjoy it?"
"m-mhm," you nod, unable to speak too much.
"well," he flips you around, now him on top of you as he puts the lollipop he was sucking in your mouth.
"let's begin round two."
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‧₊˚⋅📃✎ᝰ..𖥔 ݁ nakahara chuuya
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୨୧ not into gunplay, just because he's in the mafia, doesn't mean he has to be into gunplay right?
୨୧ is really soft with you once you warm up and stuff
୨୧ doesn't really have kinks
୨୧ had this one time he used his ability to pin you down
୨୧ active bottom? maybe. likes being in control more, though
୨୧ loves giving oral
scenario:
"doll, y/n, you're taking me so good, fuck-" chuuya groans in pleasure as your throat contracts and takes his length fully.
"ngh-" you couldn't really speak, considering...his dick was down your whole throat.
the red-head threw his head back as his eyes shut close, all while waves of pleasure overwhelmed his whole body and took over him.
your gaze went up, and observed chuuya. it was as if he had no more self-restraint at all. his gloved hand was tangled in your h/c hair, as he subconsciously massaged your scalp.
your groans met chuuya's sensitive ears and the sounds only turn him on more.
"sweetheart- ngh, fuck, s'good-" he felt some weird feeling gather at the bottom at his spine. was it his orgasm coming? perhaps. but in that moment, nothing mattered. in this world, you are his only pillar. you are his life. you are his everything.
one last moan and he came in your mouth, and less than a few seconds later, you also came. he pulled out as he watched his cum drip from his tip, and you swallowing the bodily fluid your hot session had produced.
"you were so good, doll." chuuya tenderly wiped a few beads of sweat off your forehead.
"i-" you swallowed your saliva, "it felt...good. maybe we should try again some other time, chuu."
"'s that so?" he smiled.
"we should end the night here. we're tired, after all."
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kawataslvr · 2 months
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u my new favorite author istg
(no one be ded plz) can i request a Mikey x male reader where reader used to date sanzu but caught him cheating with some dr**ged out chick and was going to Emma and just happened to stumble upon Mikey when knocking on the front door and before even noticing who it was, reader ran forward and hugged Mikey and starting silently crying while Mikey was just like “(°_°) who tf is this and why are they so hot” completely ignoring the shorter male hugging him before reader realized they werent hugging Emma and was about to run away before Draken shows up to pick Mikey up to go to a Toman meeting and reader just panics before Mikeys like “Ken-chin….can we keep him”(maybe a smut scene or something-)
idk im obsessed with Mikey rn hdisichfbebnfkd u dont have to use that idea, ill take anything Mikey x male reader or Mikey + Draken x male reader sorry sorry im so demanding ahhh ill leave now, love ur works btw djisjdb
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Summary : Angst -> Fluff -> Short Smut ,, if you want a solid description just read the ask ! ,, Suggestive Language near the beginning , SLIGHT Drug mentions bcz its sanzu ,, angst w/ comfort ,, smut near the end ,, ft. draken & emma
A/N : MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IS MIKEY I SAW THIS REQ N LIT UP OMG , dwdw ur not demanding at all <3! i actually rlly like the amount of detail so it gives me an idea !! also tysm im so honored to be ur current fav ❤️❤️ I hope the request is to your liking dear!! sorry the end is so short, i was running out of time :,)
typicxlcato req ,, part 2
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Your mind was scrambled, confused and tired. All he needed was to cry into a friends arms, you had caught Sanzu making out with some druggie whore, as soon as you walked into the scene you immediately ran out and went to go see Emma.
Not that she didn’t expect you to come to her crying about Sanzu, not like it was the first time it happened, she’d already warn you about him how his “whole vibe was off” and you “shouldn’t get involved with a guy like that.”
Knocking at the Sano residence door, you didn’t really care who had opened it your body instinct kicked in and hugged the person in front of you.
“Eh—!?” Mikey said in a confused tone, the blond completely ignoring how the smaller male was clinging to him and how he was silently crying in his arms.
The blonde looked down at the boy who was clinging onto him, as usual.. a thought really didn’t go through Mikey’s head only that the guy who was hugging him was actually kind of hot.
Unintentionally he was now staring directly into his eyes and you pulled away in shock, before you could run away or he could say something, you both heard a deep voice from the entrance, of course panicking your body froze completely in confusion while tears still rolled down your cheeks and you stood there awkwardly.
“Oi! Mikey, the meetings about to start soon!” Draken walked in the door, to see a boy crying and Mikey right beside him.
Was this a friend of Mikey’s? He knew he’d seen him around Emma whenever he came over, but his thoughts were interrupted once he heard Mikey speak up from the awkward silence that lingered in the room.
“Ken-chinnn.. can we keep himm?” Draken side eyed the blonde and looked at him with an angry expression “Mikey you dumbass! Its not like hes some pet!”
Naturally, with all the yelling Emma came out of her room. Also because she heard Drakens voice.
“Huh..? Y/N!” Emma quickly walked up to you and hugged you once she saw you crying, Draken and Mikey figured out the two were obviously friends pretty quickly.
Mikey would be lying if he didn’t find this friend of Emma’s cute, cute enough to cancel the Toman meeting too apparently.
you had calmed down after talking to Emma getting the whole “I told you, were too good for that guy anyways.” pep talk from her and the two just hanging out normally.
While Mikey decided to stick around at the Sano residence and catch glances of you.
Emma had left to go get a few batch of snacks for you and her from the convenience store nearby, knowing you probably weren’t in the mood to go outside.. she left you alone on the couch to wait for her while you just sat on your phone.
Mikey had wanted to approach you ever since the small little incident that happened when you first arrived, he couldn’t get over how hot you looked.
“Y/N,, right?” he asked and sat down next to you, watching as your head perked up in a little surprised manner and you set down your phone.
he found it all adorable.
“Ah.. yes, you must be Mikey then?” Mikey had to control himself, he couldn’t help how his eyes were drawn to your beautiful lips.
He’d never met someone as pretty as you he swore.
“You’re so pretty Y/N.” the words slipped out of the blondes lips, not like it wasn’t something he intended to say anyways.
Watching your face turn red at the complement.
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Mikey and you yourself didn’t know how you ended up in this position, both of you in his room hoping Emma would take her sweet time with getting those snacks as the two of you heatedly made out on his bed.
Mikey’s hands roaming around your body while yours were wrapped around his neck, oh you definitely weren’t sad anymore.
You’d forgotten the entire reason you were sad in the first place now , this was too god to spoil with the thought of that bastard.
Mikey pulled away and moved down to place hickeys on your neck, letting you catch your breath as he pulled you onto his lap.
His hands still roaming and touching at your body, sliding underneath your shirt.
“y..y/n.. can I?” you nodded your head catching your breath from the earlier make out session.
Mikey slid his hands underneath your shirt, groping under neath making you let out soft mewls and moans of his name.
Before Emma came back the two were too tired out and ruined, laying naked with a blanket on top of each other while they cuddled up to each other.
Mikey and you could deal with this when you woke up, all Mikey knew is that you were worth canceling the toman meeting over.. and you knew Mikey was way better than Sanzu.
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mochinomnoms · 3 months
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I cant stop thinking about ptm Yuus first time with Jade, and Yuu not being able to handle just how loving jade is.
WHAT HAVE YOU UDONE TO ME..
Jades thoughts already are so unhinged, either you have to endure repeats of “i loveyou youyouyouyou i love you so much my pretty pearl aaaahfjfjsl” or “i need to bend them over RIGHT NOW!! LEMME SWALLOW YOUR MOANS UP MY DEAR PEARL PLEASE IM BEGGING JUST ONE CRUMB OF ATTENTION”
Yuu probably just assumes his thoughts would be relatively the same as theyre stripped bare, lying on their back on jades bed, after they’ve (FINALLY) confessed their feelings and shit, but what yuu doesnt expect is just how.. incredibly soft and loving his thoughts are rn??
Hear me out: his thoughts are so FUCKING loud whenever hes in the same damn room as yuu. It doesnt matter if yuu is at the lecture hall, the cafeteria, or even the library. The daydreams and love bombs, the cooing, the “LOOK THIS WAY PLSPLS PRETTY PEARLLL” practically DEMAND your attention!! I mean jade just (sadly) overpowers every other thought the people near you have, but usually yuu can just push back those thoughts after slamming their head on the walls shaking and crying.
Now that you’re both finally alone (jade rejoices) its oddly quiet.. to yuus surprise jades thoughts have quieted down., almost hazy in a way as you just hear echoes of “my pearl is just so gorgeous .. is this really happening?”
“Oh sea witch they have a birthmark right there? Placed so perfectly i could just eat you right up youre so cuteettee”
“i love you, my dear. Im so lucky to have you”….and yuu just??? At this point they cant even differentiate whats coming out of jades mouth or not. It the best mix if “omfg am i high rn??” and pure bliss.
They might get overwhelmed to the point of tears because no way.. you really love me this much holy shit and also.. i cant believe i actually fell in love with you even though i tried so hard not to..and just.. THESE TWO MAKE ME SOFT OKAY??
just wanted to share my thoughts!! because god i just know jade would just non stop praise yuu over and over again whilst yuu is trying not to combust from how red their face is
BTWW I cannot thank you enough for your amazing work😭❤️ i love youre writing so much its sl silly and also touching at the same time <3
No no no no anon you're so right, I'm so glad you see it cause that's the whole thing with Jade and Yuu in PTM. Jade's so unhinged and full of yearning for Yuu that it makes him a lil more insane in the head. It's like when someone fantasizes about what they would do if they hypothetically won the lottery and then actually have to figure out what they'll do with the money.
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judebellvngham · 11 months
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Hi can you possibly do like an angst with Jude and like the reader and jude are movjng to spain but like last minute she tells him she doesn’t want to stay there or something like that, maybe because of a job she got somewhere else?
you can do it however just something like that if you want
OUR PLACE , jude b.
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notes: i really loved this request so i wanted to make it the first imagine on my acc :)) i’m not sure how much i like this but i hope you enjoy it .. i also added fluff at the end because who doesn’t love fluff
not proofread!!!
“this place is beautiful” you say taking in you and jude’s new apartment in madrid. it was a surreal moment for both of you guys- finally living together in a whole new country. it was scary to say the least, and you thought it was something you wanted up until you actually had to leave.
it was immature of you, to not tell jude about your doubts of moving with him but everything happened so fast because you were sure he would understand. but with the transfer and him just being so happy about being at madrid you didn’t have the heart to tell him that you weren’t going to stay.
jude smiled down at you his eyes glistening with love that would’ve made any other girl drop to their knees, but all you could feel was guilt. you don’t know how it got to this point, all you knew was that as soon as you got of that jet reality hit you like a train wreck.
as much as you loved jude you couldn’t just leave all that you worked for just to support his needs, you had things you wanted to accomplish too. and you wanted to be there for him, truly. just not here.
“yeah, i can’t believe we are going to be living together- like a dream innit” his voiced laced with contentment.
you sighed deeply before giving him a smile, but your eyes showed something deeper.
“yeah a dream.”
after a while of trying to settle you sat on the floor looking for food places near you and jude sat next to you tapping away on his phone.
“i still don’t understand why your bags aren’t here.. i swear i’ve called multiple times.” jude said frustrated letting out a huff.
at this your body stiffness and you go quiet biting your lip, you knew he was going to bring it up at one point. the thought of just telling him ran through your mind but your body just wouldn’t let you— you just continued scrolling through the phone.
“you put yours with mine right?”
you sighed, “i don’t know jude, i’m sure they will show up eventually.” you said not wanting to talk about it anymore.
he scoffed and looked at you, “i mean i paid for the bags to get here today, so no i don’t want to hear ‘eventually’ that’s just bs.” he looked back down at his phone and started typing.
you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before talking, “they aren’t coming jude.” your voice was low and full of disappointment.
jude snapped his head up towards you his face completely unreadable, “what?” it sounded almost like a laugh when he said it.
“they aren’t com—” you started but he cut you off and it almost sounded like he was confused.
“no- yeah i heard you the first time..” jude trailed off, guessing he was trying to understand what you meant by that.
you turned to face him before you started again, “i sent them back home.” and with that you genuinely couldn’t tell what he was thinking right now.
“you what?”
he wasn’t yelling but he might as well have been figuring you were already about to start bursting into tears. “jude..” you grabbed at his hands and he let you.
he let out a soft laugh, trying to hide how confused he felt right now.
“im so confused right now baby, what is happening.”
your breathing started to pick up but there was no backing out now. you picked at his hands and he just continued to look at you, and you couldn’t believe you had to break his heart tonight.
“i sent them back, because i’m not staying here jude. i can’t.” tears threatened to come out as you spoke.
he was still quiet so you continued to speak. “i mean- i just it’s just all too much for me, this isn’t my life.”
his face scrunched up, “what do you mean this isn’t your life?”
“i mean it feels like.. sometimes i’m like living for you? like i’m just giving up my life for you.. and i can’t do that anymore.”
“i still don’t get it y/n” he gave you a look as to explain.
“i stopped going to school for you, i stopped working for you, jesus jude i left my home for you. the only place i ever knew just for you, i just need to do something for me for once.” and of course jude had no idea that you felt this way and the intention wasn’t for him to you just felt that you needed to get it off your chest.
“so what? you were just lying this whole time? why would you even tell me you wanted to move here with me when you didn’t.”
he took a small pause, “and i never asked you to do anything of that, that was your choice- all of this was your choice so don’t make it seem like i made you do any of that.” his voice started to raise.
and he was right, he never made you do any of that. he never asked anything from you but support and it just went a little too far. but your face dropped when he started to pull his hands away from you.
jude was just completely out of it, he didn’t know at all what to think this was mad. how could his own girlfriend do something like that.
you scrambled to your feet and you couldn’t feel anything but hurt in your heart. “jude i have a new job back home, i have to work and support myself- i don’t kick around a ball and get paid for it jude.” and for some reason you were starting to get a little pissed.
“i can support you, i told you that!” you rolled your eyes at this because he still couldn’t grasp your point.
“jude i can’t rely on you to provide everything for me! i won’t let you do that.” you raised your voice at him while the tears that were welling up earlier started to pour out, and you quickly wiped it.
jude’s eyes looked so pleading and it almost made you fold but you couldn’t. it’s like he needed he you so bad to just say that this was some joke.
you weren’t shocked that this is the way this was going but god you wish it hadn’t. “are you upset?” it was a stupid question but you had to ask something.
“am i upset?” he looked at you as if it was the most unbelievable thing he’s ever heard.
“am i upset that my girlfriend lied to me? and came to whole different country with me without the intention of staying?”
“i’m jumping of fucking joy” he spat walking away from you muttering curses to himself.
you trailed behind him trying not to get upset at his attitude since this was your fault technically, “okay jude but you have to understand where i’m coming from..”
“i have to?” he scoffed walking through the hallway.
“you should!”
you follow him into what was supposed to be our bedroom, already having a king sized bed placed in the center of the big room. you watch as he plops down on the bed his back sinking straight into it.
he let out a loud groan whilst running his hands down his face. “what am i supposed to do now?” he says as you sit next to him on the bed.
“jude.. ”
he stayed quiet and all you could hear was his heavy breathing. “you told me you wanted this.. us together like this. what changed?”
his hands started to tremble trying to think of what to say, because he genuinely didn’t know why all of a sudden you started to feel this way.
“are- are you falling out of love with me?” jude blurted out, his voice shaking. he didn’t even know where this question came from but he felt like he had to ask.
you could’ve sworn your eyes almost jumped out your eye sockets because how could he think something like that.
“jude. why would i ever stop loving you, almost everything i do is because i love you.” you explain with your voice trembling.
“so why can’t you stay with me?” jude’s voice was low almost like he didn’t want you to hear him, he hated being emotional in front of you but at this moment he couldn’t help it.
“i’ve already told you jude, i have a job and a life back at home i can’t let it go now.. i’ve worked too hard to just let it all go..”
he was now fully sat up looking at the plain white wall in front of us. it was such an uncomfortable and tense silence you just wish you could go home and cry your eyes out. this was horrible.
he also wanted to cry and tell you how messed up this whole situation was. but nothing came out seemed like the only reaction he had was putting his hands over his face.
you grab his hands away from his face, but he turns his head to avoid making eye contact with you. he was disappointed and you understood why he felt like this completely, i mean springing this up on him the day you guys were moving in have to be too 10 worst ideas.
“jude look at me please.” you pleaded biting down on your bottom lip.
he slowly turned his head to face you, and his pouty face just made you smile taking his face in your hands making him look at you. as you continued to smile at him he couldn’t help but smile too- you were just so beautiful to look at he felt like he could admire you for hours.
“i’m sorry love, i should’ve told you. but you were just so happy- with the transfer and everything i couldn’t ruin that.”
“if you would’ve told me before i would’ve been a lot more understanding than i am now.. you know that.” jude sighed.
“i know..” you pulled his head into your shoulder taking his head in both of your arms massaging the back of his neck in circles.
you hear him let out another sigh of contentment which made you smile, “if it makes you feel any better i’ll be here for 3 weeks with you.”
“for some reason that doesn’t make me feel better but at least i’ll have you for a bit.”
“so are you okay? with me leaving?” you asked lifting his head back up.
“am i okay with it? no, absolutely not.” he answered and you let out saddened sigh.
“but i will accept it and continue to make our relationship work, because i love you and don’t want to lose you.” jude said and you smiled throwing yourself on top of him basically straddling him, both of you giggling.
“of course my girlfriend has to want to be an independent woman.” jude shook his head and you both laugh.
he wrap his arms around you his hands on your lower back.
“we should go ahead and break in this bed huh?”
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botboots · 9 months
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Hey! I'm probably SOOO late to transformers fanfics and one shots but I've come with this prompt,( I hope you like it enough to write it!) could you write Ratchet x injured reader, g/n or female. Injured shoulder, and maybe trying to hide it from him? Also in Tfp? If all this isnt too much to ask? Thank you for considering! Have a good day/ night
a/n: heehee this one was fun. the dialogue is kinda splotchy because theres a lot going on in my brain rn but!! hope you like it <3 also reader is cybertronian bc there are NOT enough cybertronian!reader fics out there and theyre very fun to write tbh. hope thats okay!!
ALSO! guidelines have been updated so before anyone submits a new req please read it! and please please request mirage/rotb fics oh my god im obsessed with it ROTB WAS SO GOOD </33
warnings: very minor injuries, pining <3 word count: 1059 (GN, cybertronian!reader) continued under the cut
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The purple and green swirl of the ground-bridge closed behind you as you followed your team back into base, the lingering energy buzzing under your plating.
Glancing at Bumblebee, a small twinge of pity struck you as he made his way over to the medical bay. The scout had taken a few nasty punches from Breakdown and clearly wasn’t feeling too hot; dents littering his armor.
“We showed ‘em, huh?” your focus was snatched when Bulkhead caught you off guard with his usual celebratory elbow-bump, sending you stumbling a little from the force. A sharp pain ran up your arm to your shoulder and you winced.
“Yea- totally.” sending the wrecker a strained smile, you gave him a half-hearted push back. He tilted his head, about to open his mouth to ask you something when Miko booked it over to the two of you, questions spilling out of her mouth at a mile a minute. All of them were something gore or violence related, asking Bulkhead if he got any pictures of some “hardcore massacre-ing”. The girl's interests were a little concerning, but endearing. Nonetheless, you took the opportunity to slink away and avoid any more attention. Angling your helm, your face scrunched up at the sight - and feeling - of the wound on your shoulder.
Too focused on the fight in front of you, a stray Vehicon had been able to sneak up behind you and catch you by surprise. Fortunately for you, Vehicons were mass trained for quantity over quality and didn’t have the best shots. The blast grazed your shoulder, tearing between some of your paneling to the barely exposed wires. It hurt like a bitch at first, but adrenaline buried it enough that it wouldn’t distract you - plus it was small enough that none of your team noticed. Now that you were back at base, though, the piercing sting prodded at your processor incessantly. You did want to go and see Ratchet about it - always finding some kind of excuse to be around the mech - but he was dealing with Bumblebee right now, and you didn’t want to add to his plate. Not like it was anything life-threatening, anyway. You could just try and patch it up yourself - you’ve spent enough time with Ratchet to pick up a few things yourself.
You stole a glance at said medic, who you only just noticed was looking right at you. Immediately you realized from the questioning look on his face, raised brow and all, he had probably caught both your reaction to Bulkhead bumping into you and the grimace you had made at your shoulder. Optimistic, you shook your head at him, giving the mech a meager thumbs-up and a “I'm-actually-totally-fine” smile. He gave you a hard stare, and your spark sank when he motioned you over with a flick of his digits. You begrudgingly made your way over to the medical bay. As you neared, Ratchet had already cleared Bumblebee and was shooing him out. The scout passed you, and your attention was focused on Ratchet waiting with a cocked helm and his ever-present RBF. Standing awkwardly under his gaze, almost scrutinizing, you huffed. Without a word, the red and white medic picked up his scanner, turning it on with a loud click and running the green laser over your frame.
“Really, doc - I’m fine. It’s nothing.” you tried, and failed, as he kept the device lingering at your shoulder. With a deadpan look covering his faceplate, he put the scanner down and placed his servos over your shoulder plating. You grit your denta to keep a pained hiss from leaving you, wincing when he felt around the frayed wiring.
“Nothing, huh?” you pouted at his scoff, his metal brows knitted together as he examined the shot that had barely missed doing any serious damage. “Sit.” he ordered, gesturing to the medical berth while he moved to grab some tools from a nearby counter. Embarrassment was settling in your chassis, but you did as you were told.
It technically didn’t take long to patch you up, but the old mech made it seem like eons to you with the way he was muttering about “some of the team having egos too big for their own good.” It only made the burn of embarrassment grow, and you ducked your head when he gave you a pointed look. Ratchet was nothing if not thorough in ensuring you knew when he disapproved of something.
Soon enough he finished up, giving the patched wound a once-over.
“Anything else you’re not telling me?” he questioned, the familiar lilt of sarcasm back in his tone. That at least steadied your nerves a little.
“No, sir.” you mocked, raising one of your servos in a half-assed salute.
He scowled, crossing his arms, “I’ll have Optimus enforce mandatory health checks every time you come back to base.”
Frantically shaking your helm, you raised both servos defensively, “Okay, okay!” you sputtered, “Won’t happen again.” His optics narrowed, giving you a hard stare, and you released a heavy sigh. “Promise.”
Ratchet debated it for a moment, still having half a mind to just assign the checks anyway, but as you kept your optics trained on his, the mech’s will buckled and he huffed a quick, “Good.”
You both were staring at each other for just a moment too long before Ratchet gave a quick cough. “Come back if the pain flares up again.” he waved you off as he made his way back to his usual spot at the terminal. You blinked, watching him walk off with a slightly heated face. Awkward. Hopping off the medical berth, you were careful not to irritate your shoulder and mess it up more than it already was. As you walked past Bumblebee he whirred to grab your attention. You paused, turning your head to him with a raised metal brow.
The scout chirped at you teasingly from where he sat, nodding his head way too obviously towards you and then Ratchet, who was already burying himself back in his work. Your optics widened, immediately narrowing into an offended glare as you jabbed a digit towards him.
“Don't. Even.” you grumbled, folding your arms and walking briskly away from Bumblebee’s poorly stifled, chittering laugh that echoed behind you. Your previous pity for the mech quickly dissipated as your faceplate burned. Primus.
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vanilla-teddybear · 5 months
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Remember Me
Hanahaki disease
Izuku Midoriya x Reader
Synopsis: You have been in love with Midorya for months but when he confessed his feelings for someone else you became ill
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Remember me though I have to say goodbye Remember me, don't let it make you cry For even if I'm far away, I hold you in my heart I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart Remember…..
The first flower spilled suddenly from your lips, like a warm waterfall. When you were pretending to be Oblivious and asked Deku who he liked he said “Uraraka”
That broke you to the core and before you knew it you were throwing up daffodils. It Symbolized unrequited love.
Your heart started to hurt and tears ran down your face as you continued to throw up petals. You pathetically chuckled wiping the tears away and flushing your toilet. You laid in your bed with a trash bin near your bed, you been throwing up petals all night now having any average sleep.
For the past first two weeks you’ve been hiding it, playing it off as tiredness.
Until Midoriya and Uraraka actually started dating making you even worse than before. You started throwing up more than petals this time it was full blown flowers. You were scared, you weren't even sure that you can hide this from Mr. Aizawa anymore.
He was suspicious of you already.
You looked up everything about the diseased and you didn't want to take the surgery and forget about your first love. So you were gonna die watch Izuku fall for someone else that isn't you.
As you were throwing up red flowers, Bakugou kneeled beside you in worried surprisingly as he held your hair up.
"What the fuck ___" he mumbled he knew what this was, but he was in denial seeing one of his friends since middle school dying in front of him.
"Im dying I know and my dying wish is for you not to tell anyone, I want to die is peace and in the water" You said bluntly making Baukgou gape at you.
"WHAT? YOUR JUST GONNA ACCEPT THIS ___?" He yelled at you qustioning if your bring rational or not.
You looked dead already with eye bags covered in flowers from your throat. "I-Im so tired Katsuki" You whispered as tears flowed down your face. His face held pity and guilt heistant before nodding. He held you close.
"T-Tell me the guy your dying for at least ___" He mumbled looking you with his red eyes as you sigh in agreement. "Izuku" you said making his eyes widen before nodding.
You both sit in the bathroom in silence on the floor until he inturpts the silence again. "what will your last moments be?"
"In the ocean watching the sunset before fading away" You mumbled sadly.
"Ill come with you to take your body to the officials" Bakugou said sternly making you nod as you both stay in the bathroom longer for peace from each other.
The Next day...
Bakugou kept an eye on you to make sure you weren't worse then before and even if he cant see it he can tell you were gonna fade soon.
"___!!!" Midoriya called out to you grabbing your hand as you tense. "We havent hang out in a while its like I barley see you anymore, How about we go get ice cream later or go to our hangout spot-" He rambles but stop when you snatch your hand from his like he was poison.
He gave you a questioning look trying to take your hand back "Puppy whats wrong?" he asked stepping towards before bakugou steps in between the two of you.
"Move away Nerd" Bakugou mumbles pushing Izuku backwards.
"Stay out of this Kacchan, I just wanna talk to them they been looking sick lately" Deku argued
"I prefer if we didn't hang out Midoriya" You saying his last name hit right through home as you rushed away from the both of them feeling the urge the throw up. Bakugou walked away from Deku ignoring the the green hair questions.
Using an Illusion on your teacher wasn't ideal nor was your plan but if it means leaving in peace then you took the chance.
A few more days pass and you knew it was time.
Bakugou took you to the beach, thrones were piercing your throat as you were in pain but this is your dying wish. "Thank you Katsuki" You mumbled as he stayed silent. You entered the water looking at the sunset, You threw up more flowers and then thrones as you eyes slowly closed as you faded away. Bakugou watched as his childhood friend fades away. Before you could drown he carried your dead body back to campus.
As he entered the dormitory he saw Aizawa and All Might with Midoriya all looking worried. When Midoriya saw your dead drench body he instantly snatch your body not feeling a heartbeat. He let out broken sobs.
"Young Bakugou please explain" All might whispered scared to trigger his young intern.
"She had the Hanahaki disease and she was in love with you" Bakugou bluntly said making Deku sobs louder and more broken.
All Might looked at Aizawa knowing what he meant, "Lets head to bed Bakugou and then we'll ask you questions" Aizawa tiredly said leading his student to his dorm. He can tell by Bakugou red eyes and his tear stain face that he was grieving too.
Once they left Deku sobs could still be heard.
"Young Midoriya let it all out" All might said making Deku screamed making his eyes pure green and green lightning surrounded both your bodies. His screaming was a grieving and broken scream as he doesn’t let go your body.
Remember Me…..
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slvttysstuff · 5 months
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REBOUND chapter 2
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Chapter 1 https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738042134255583232/rebound?source=share
(jay jo x reader)
warnings: Angst, grammatical errors
Summary:months after shelly and jay broke up he found himself in a relationship with you while he hasn't moved on yet from his past lover (shelly)
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After leaving their house you found yourself running at the place where jay gave shelly a flower as an apology and where you found jay broken at the time shelly cheated on him, it was already dark outside, it was late.
I sat on one of the bench, putting both of my hands on my face, crying my heart out, this was my first heartbreak and it was because of jay, my childhood friend, why did I even think that he'd already moved on from shelly when he's really not? I'm so fucking stupid
I continued crying when I suddenly smelled the scent of a cigarette , it was familiar the smell was familiar as I put down my hands and looked back to see if someone else was here
" what are you crying about idiot? "
Vinny...
I saw Vinny at my back taking a hit of his cigarette " what are you doing here? " I asked ignoring his question as I looked at him with my red eyes, he looked down at me holding a cigarette on his other hand while the other was on his bike
" why should I answer your question when you don't answer mine? " He sarcastically asked making me scoff about his attitude, no wonder why both of us don't get along
" why do you care? " I said looking at him, " I don't " he answered making me roll my eyes as I looked back at my hands that are wet by my tears
" you two broke up? " Vinny started, sitting besides me but at the other end giving a small space between us, I chuckled lightly, he got it right, I nodded my head as response
" you knew from the start that the two of you won't work, why did you even try to take the risk? "
His question left me dumb founded, his words makes me question myself too
'why did I even took the risk?'
I looked down in silence as he once again blew out a smoke " I thought you quit smoking? " I asked trying to switch the topic, he seems like he understands that I don't want to talk about what happened between me and jay
" I did, I just want to take one today " he mumbled but enough for me to hear, I looked at him as I finally got a look of his side view, he was actually very handsome I just don't know why people bash him about his eyes, it actually suits him, my eyes landed on the cigarette that was on his lips
I sighed and took the cigarette without his permission as I put it on my lips and took a hit, his eyes widen " h-hey! " He yelled as he looked at me, I looked at him tilting my head on the side lightly as I gave him a questionable looked before blowing the smoke in front of his face making him cough " yah idiot! You don't blew the smoke Infront of someone! Dumb ass! " Vinny scolded
I chuckled at his reaction and looked up taking a hit once again before blowing, I saw the smoke fading " I broke up with him, and then tomorrow I'll see him and in practice and in the tournament" I said " what do I do? I don't know how to act " I continued as I felt my eyes burn once again
Vinny looked at him " just ignore him, what's so hard on ignoring someone.." Vinny said looking at me irritated by what I said when it was completely obvious what to do " or just act normal like before when you were still on your right mind " he added making me looked at him brows near to collide " im in my right mind up until now " I argue as he shrugged his shoulders
I was about to take a hit when he took the cigarette on my hand and throwing It on the ground, stomping it after " don't try to smoke idiot it's not cool " he said as he stood up, I only looked at him " go home it's already late, you'll be late on your school tomorrow" he said, he took his bike " stop thinking what happened today and build yourself up, stop crying on someone who's and idiot too " he said pointing out jay as i laughed softly and stood up also " thanks vinny " i said, he looked at me with 'thank you for what dumbass' look making me roll my eyes as i punched his arms not too hard and started walking away....
im back! Feel free to request if you want me to do other story with windbreaker characters!!:))
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sorcerersandskillusers · 10 months
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Since Asagiri refuses to give BEAST Dazai any closure im going to do it myself. Here is a short story I wrote, I'm actually really proud of this one even though it was painful to write.
Dazai was lying face down on hard asphalt. The fall had been a long one, long enough for him to reflect on most of what he’d done to get there. It was a miserable life, but in the end, it hadn’t been his to live in the first place. He had made peace with it as he hit the ground.
So why was he conscious?
After laying there for God knows how long, hoping his mind would stop thinking and he would slip into the oblivion he had wanted for so long, Dazai opened his eyes. He was face down on a pavement somewhere, strangely he did not see any blood on the ground beneath him. Confused he raised his head a little to see more of where he was. He was on the edge of a small road, opposite him trumpet vines grew along a hedge, rustling in a quite breeze. Dazai sat bolt upright. none of this was right, he shouldn’t be anywhere near here, he had jumped from the mafia headquarters. He should be dead.
As his sense’s returned to him, he realised his skin felt strange, looking down he saw that Mori’s scarf was gone. But that was soon overshadowed when he noticed his arms. His bandages were gone and his forearms were smooth and free of scars. Reaching up Dazai felt his face. Sure enough, the bandages that always covered his eye were gone too. Something was really wrong.
Finally, Dazai looked around, hoping for some kind of indication about how he got here, but there wasn’t any. He avoided turning around for as long as possible, but in the end, his burning curiosity overwhelmed his fear and he looked to the house next to him.
It was exactly how it had been the first time, the unassuming little house, tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. It was shabby, cramped and unassuming as well as the place Dazai had wanted to see more then anywhere else in the world for the past six years.
He got up, his body moving on its own, as it carried him towards the front door. He was briefly distracted by the toys he could see left in the grass, those had defiantly not been their last time, but he pushed it aside for now. Opening the door, he braced himself. He’s not here, he moved out years ago. Nevertheless, he still made his way inside, stumbling a little as fought the aching in his chest. It was almost exactly the same as in his memories. The kitchenet where Oda had cooked for him, the side room with the bed he had been strapped too, even the bookshelf with the book Oda always tried to read too him lying flat on the top. Dazai stood there for a second, drinking the room in. This must be purgatory, he thought as he fought back tears. He would be forced to confront everything he had turned away as punishment for everything he did. It was a far crueller punishment then any he had ever used, but he still felt it would be worth it, just knowing he had helped one version of Odasaku find happiness. He would gladly suffer for that.
He was surprised when a loud whistle came from the kitchen. Whipping around, he saw that the old iron kettle Oda always used was boiling away. He only had a moment to ponder this before he heard foot steps coming down the hall. Every atom in his body wanted to run away, to hide from who he knew was coming, but something held him there, frozen as the figure emerged into the corridor.
“Oh…”
Dazai’s expression broke, he looked like all the years of pain he had hidden so carefully were about to come bursting out of his skull. Infront of him stood someone he wanted to see more then anyone else in the world, and who he had sworn to never let himself see again.
Odasaku stood there, the same blank expression he always had, mixed with a look of surprise. He looked at Dazai for a few seconds, before he began to walk towards him a gentle concern growing on his face.
“Odasaku…” Dazai spoke for the first time since waking up here, his voice was hoarse and wavered as searched for something to say.
“Odasaku I’m s-” But he was cut off by Oda pulling him into a tight hug.
“Dazai, I’m sorry I left you alone, I was selfish and because of that, you went through so much more suffering.”
Dazai was shaking badly, he tried to argue with him, tried to tell him he had nothing to apologise for, that he was the one who chose to do all the awful things he did. But no words came out, instead for the first time he could remember, Dazai Osamu wept.
He cried and cried, years of isolation, fear and guilt pouring out of him like water from a burst damn, Oda held him tight the whole time not saying anything. They stood there for a very long time, maybe hours, maybe years, neither of them letting go of each other. Until Dazai felt he had no more tears left in him.
After they broke apart, Oda led Dazai to the bed he had once spent so long in, then he went to the kitchen and brought out two cups of tea. They drank in silence for some time, neither sure what to say to the other. In the end Dazai spoke first.
“Where are we?” He asked, although the answer didn’t seem to matter much too him.
“I don’t know.” Oda replied simply. “I woke up here at some point, and I stayed to look after the children.”
“Children?” Dazai asked, as he remembered to toys, he had seen outside.
“They were all here when I woke up, I tried to apologise for everything, but they wouldn’t listen to a word I said, I guess not much changed there. I stayed with them until they were ready to go, although it has been very lonely without them. I thought the quiet would give me more time to write, but I think it was more distracting than anything else.”
“If they all left then why are you still here.” Dazai asked confused.
“I needed to wait for someone, someone who I hope will not come here for a very long time.”
Dazai looked down, a deep sadness returning to his eye’s “I’m not the person you’re waiting for.”
“No. you’re not…” Oda agreed
Dazai said nothing.
“But I still can’t let you leave until your wounds have fully recovered.”
Dazai looked up at him, not daring to hope he meant what Dazai thought he did.
“I hope I won’t need to tie you up this time.” Oda said plainly.
Dazai snorted “Don’t worry, I think ill stick around this time, I can’t leave, I still need to make you that super hard tofu I promised.”
Oda nodded “I’ll look forward to it.”
The two of them talked for a long time after that. The wounds Dazai now carried were deep, far deeper than any he had before, and they would take a very long time to heal. But that just left both of them more time together; Dazai told Oda stories about his life in the Agency and eventually told him the whole story of how he had ended up here in the first place. Oda told Dazai about his past, and how he gave up killing. He even let Dazai read the novel he had been working on. Time was strange in that place. They talked for as long as they needed, and when it was time for Dazai to leave, he did so knowing that Oda would follow him at some point. But until then Oda waited in that house, for a person he hoped would not come for a long, long time.
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brunossan · 5 months
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RWBY JAUNE WITCH HUNTER AU
Part 4: Merry Christmas
Jaune: Ah, its Christmas time. *He says while watching The Snow falling* Witches celebrate Christmas?
Weiss: We actually celebrate The Yule day.
Ruby: Its where most Christmas traditions come from! *Being held by Blake to put the star on The Tree*
Jaune: So It Will be my First Yule then. We still get presents, right?
Weiss: Not from your kind of Santa.
Jaune: I see. And How about Yang? She is coming?
Ruby: I think she is still trying to get used to you. Because, you know. Being the mate of all 4 of us.
Blake: And you are a Witch Hunter and we... Well, we are Witches.
Jaune: Yeah... Oh, i think i have an ideia!
Weiss: And you are gonna Tell us?
Jaune: Nope. But i Will show you all, this night.
*later that night...*
Yang: Im home. *She notices Jaune near the other 3 in the Fireplace, wearing a yellow sweater.* and you still are Alive.
Jaune: Y-yang! I wanted to give you one thing. *he takes a box from the tree.* Happy Yule or something similar... Im still trying to get used to this.
*Yang raises an eyebrow, suspicious.*
Jaune: The others already have opened their presents. *Ruby shows a hat and a suitcase. Blake shows a book and Weiss shows a New bain for her Sword* Weiss made this Sweater for me.
Weiss: I thought he wanted to be cozy this Winter *blushes*
Jaune: And Ruby made me a new weapon set.
Ruby: Now he is ready for The fight.
Jaune: And Blake Gave me a book of magical species.
Blake: So he can understand us more.
Yang: Hm. And what you Will Give me?
*She opens The gift box, and sees a small Black suitcase, where It opens Into a red clothed Space.*
Jaune: Its a box to guard your gauntlets. Its Very strong so It can pack a punch. *snorts* Got It? Pack a punch?
Yang: ... *Tears start flowing*
Jaune: W-what?! Are you crying?!
Yang: Your joke...
Jaune: What?
Yang: *she starts crying and laughing* You made this perfect gift and mixed with a joke so funny! Pack a punch! Hahahahah!
*The 4 look at Yang with a confused look, before they start looking at her with a Surprised face and kisses Jaune in The lips, hugging him.*
Yang: I really loved It, Pretty Boy. Thank you.
Jaune: You're welcome. *he hugs her back, looking up* Oh. Its a Mistletoe.
Yang: A Mistletoe?
Jaune: Y-yeah. If two people are Under one, They must Kiss. And we kissed!
Ruby: So now its my turn!
Weiss: Your turn? Its actually my turn on kissing!
Blake: Fools, i got The best present so im next.
Yang: Wait a minute, im still Under The Mistletoe! So These lips are still Mine! *She grabs Jaune face, kissing him once again*
Ruby: No Fair! You kissed him 2 times already!
*The 4 girls got into a fight right after that, but It eventually things got more tranquil as They decided to share Jaune for themselves. It was a good night after this.*
*and what Yang gave to Jaune? A New bed, so If he wanted to Sleep some time alone, he could. But unfortunally, The girls liked to Sleep with him by their Side...*
Merry Christmas everyone
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Hi elle i was the anon whose results were supposed to come out today. well, my average fell by two grades. i'm not happy, my parents are not happy. I passed barely with decent scores. I'm going to a mediocre business school this fall (if they even want me) yay i guess. that's it for the update im going to go jump off a cliff now
should i just stop my education? anyways my stupidity and mental health doesn't allow it guess the futures not very bright after all
I'm sorry that it's taken me a few days to respond to this; I will admit I've been having a difficult time myself and didn't feel I had it in me to give this ask the response it deserves.
instead of babbling off motivational quotes about how "it'll all be alright in the end; if it's not alright then it is not yet the end" etc etc, I will tell you a story.
my best friend growing up [and one of my dearest friends still to this day] failed her written drivers test seven times [I don't think either of us really remember the actual number because every time we tell the story, the number grows more and more lol, but it was certainly at least 4-5 times]. Today? She's driving around and we laugh and laugh whenever we tell the story.
my first degree was in psychology. when I was 17-21, my mental health was at an all time low, particularly in my first and second year, and by the third [and then my fourth] I was so unbelievably tired of school... I failed. I failed a lot of classes. I failed a sociology class, I failed my first year intro to psychology! [basically psych 101 - as a psych major], and a few statistics/math courses!
in fact, in my second year I decided to take one class online while my other four were all in person. I submitted the first quiz in that online class and then nothing else for the rest of the semester. I never logged on again, never dropped the course, and by the time I realized what I'd done [or bothered to consider the consequences of putting this class 'out of sight, out of mind'] it was during exam season, and I knew I hadn't learned a single thing in that course and was going to fail, so I never even showed up to the final exam.
you know what I finished that class with? 8%.
on my university transcript, I have an 8%. I didn't just fail, I FAILED.
and you know what else? I got my degree anyway
I have a degree hanging in my office; a degree that saw a lot of tears, a lot of pain, a lot of failures, and a lot of doubts. sometimes I still wonder if I even deserved the degree, seeing as how I was anything but studious or invested in my academics. I graduated, and it was not with honours nor anywhere near top of my class, but I graduated
I even worked for two years in the field immediately post graduation. not only did I get the degree, I also got the job
and then....I took my transcript from my first university - that same transcript that has an 8% on it - and applied to another university....and got accepted
and remember that friend I mentioned? the same one who failed her drivers test an 'obscene' amount of times? she went to nursing school, and did really well. she's a devoted care taker and if anything ever happened to me [or any of my loved ones], I would absolutely want her in charge of my care.
well, she failed her nursing exam. she was devastated; this was all she'd ever wanted to do, the only career she ever saw herself in, and she'd devoted so many years trying to get here
so I reminded her about the drivers test. and I said "sweets, what are we doing right now?" and she was like "...talking?" and I was like "no shut up; right now we are sitting in your car in a McDonald's parking lot that you drove us to...with your license that you got. So yeah, maybe you failed your nurses exam, but you also failed your drivers test, yet here you are almost seven years later having driven an incalculable number of kilometres. you failed your test and it probably sucked at the time, but today we laugh about it and it's nothing but a moment in time. you will nurse one day, and this will be merely a moment in time that you may not even fully remember."
so.......all this to say; tests are sometimes meant to be failed. that's not a comforting thought, and I'm sorry, but you either pass or you fail [or you pass but aren't please with your marks]. and right now this feels big, and right now it feels heavy, but one day this moment and these feelings will only be a memory or a moment in time. I've never been anything but a mediocre student until I went back to college in 2020 [I was twenty four at the time!], and yet I still graduated high school, got accepted to university, failed classes, graduated university, and got accepted to university again.
my friend failed her drivers test numerous times yet owns her own car and drives everyday. she failed her nursing exam yet still tends to patients in hospitals and nursing homes today.
don't stop your education, don't jump off a cliff, and don't be too hard on yourself - it's a moment in time, you're building your lore, and you will be okay.
xx
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fatedbutblinking · 2 months
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scorpius malfoy x cho changs daughter: secret relationship
scorpius malfoy and cho changs daughter have a secret, forbidden relationship. she is a smart, kind, beautiful gryffindor girl, even moreso than her mother, and attracts a lot of attention. whereas no father lets their daughter near scorpius because hes a deatheaters son with a reputation of sex, smoking and disobeying hogwarts rules. this has especially been relayed to her, as her mother experienced firsthand the death of cedric due to death eaters. but, no matter how hard she tries, she cant stay away from him.
sexual tension. long glances in class. sneaking off during balls when theyve both got different dates, her with james potter and him with an angsty slytherin girl. meeting in the bathroom. midnight strolls through the corridors, teasing her with nobody around.
they almost get caught, and that changes everything for her. her parents would kill her if they found out she was sneaking around with a deatheaters son. but she cant stay away from him.
so she hatches a plan without telling scorpius: shell date her best friend james potter, someone all of her friends and family wanted her to be with anyway, so that nobody suspects anything between her and malfoy. what does james get? hes into teddy lupin, and he needs to cover up his feelings for him by dating a girl. with all the attention he was getting from girls, people were starting to wonder why he wasnt dating anyway.
scorpius fucking despises this. he doesnt know about the plan because she doesnt want to hurt his feelings or risk losing him. they continue to have sex on and off, still wanting each other, but he feels like shit that shes with james instead of him. he doesnt understand why she keeps coming back to use him if shes got a boyfriend already. and its his bestfriends brother - its fucked. feeling betrayed, he shags other girls, ones that want him because the bad boy act is appealing. he makes sure she sees him.
for a while, she lets him. because shes been loving him from a distance for so long. but everyone has a breaking point. she meets hers after seeing scorpius go off with a really pretty veela girl, someone who looks nothing like her, and she becomes so insecure that she sleeps with james.
james, on the other hand, is in shock that hes not completely gay. maybe like 80 percent. but she is really really hot so he cant even blame himself tbh. because hes not fully gay, she suggests they end things with each other since its caused enough pain for everyone, and shes already lost the boy that she loves. hesitantly he asks her to hang in there and stay with him until he figures out his sexuality properly.
so she watches malfoy from a distance again. he absolutely despises her.
james meets a boy he likes in school. they get along really well. he speaks to her about it, and he comes to accept that hes bisexual. he also accepts that teddy will never be his, and theres more out there that actually suits him.
one day she bumps into scorpius at dinner. malfoy takes one good look at her and walks the other way.
"malfoy."
"dont."
"please. i cant stand that you hate me."
"theres a first time for everything, angel."
"i just want to talk to you."
"i dont want to hear it."
"youre being a dick."
"youre the dick, angel."
"im a dick-angel?"
"you know what? fuck off. youve got no right to stand here talking to me like that when you fucked off with james. i mean, james? of all fucking people."
"but i didnt."
"you -- "
"because i loved you. i love you."
the words just come out. she cant even help them. she supposed she would prefer being known as a cheater to everyone than for outing james sexuality.
shes crying now. sobbing.
"im beyond in love with you, and i dont know what to do."
"dont cry, angel. fuck, please dont cry."
"i cant be away from you anymore, malfoy. please dont go."
"i wont. i promise."
"malfoy -- "
"dont talk, just breathe. youre choking on your own tears."
"but i -- "
"i know," he says. "and ive loved you too."
then james decides to stand up and come out publically. that makes it all clearer to malfoy. eventually they do have to confess that james and her had shagged one time to test if he was really gay (and because she was insecure), which scorpius almost kills james for, but he was shagging people too so he accepts it. scorpius and her get together properly. everyone thinks of them as the couple they never expected, but the one they needed.
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iheartmalewives · 1 year
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This Beer or Your Love?Grown up! Jamil Viper x Reader Angst
"Ang beer nato o ang pag-ibig mo?"
I was supposed to make a comeback around October but literally lost the ability to write fanfics 😭 but now that theres more people following me, I guess I won't mind writing again. It's been a while twisted wonderland fandom <3 anyway fanfic is inspired by Beer (Itchyworms song) it's a filipino song that mainly talks about missing your ex, drinking beer to numb the pain and literally just MISSING UR EX. I recommend listening to the song, im actually listening to it rn since im filipino hehehehe. Anyway enough of this long ass paragraph, it is time! Reader is gender neutral but this is mostly based off of Jamil's POV.
Short story <3
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Jamil Viper—a 3rd year in NRC never really felt what 'true love' was until he met you, Y/n. But ever since he messed up by releasing his anger towards you; you made the decision to leave the Vice Housewarden of Scarabia.
Now, he was at Monstro Lounge. He wondered why he was in there in the first place—his mind had been hazy ever since that day happened. And yet, as much as he tried to helplessly get you back, he could never turn back time.
He ordered a glass of beer, still wondering why Azul would sell an alcoholic beverage in a school property; but oh well. He drunk the beer in one go, barely having any time to process things as he ordered more and more.
His head became more and more dizzy, yet he never failed to think of you. How were you doing right now? Do you miss him? What about the plans and promises you two made?
He hopelessly sighed as he placed the cup down, the alcohol finally hitting him, at last. When he tried standing up, his legs immediately gave up; causing him to fall down on his knees.
The other students shot worrying looks, yet, they didn't choose to help the brown haired man—the look on his eyes made them realize what was going on. It was his problem after all, and his fault.
Jamil stood up, getting his composure back. What was he doing? Why didn't he apologize? Is getting drunk the only way to numb this stupid pain? He wanted you back so bad.
So he had to choose.
Chug down another one of this beer or get your love back. And of course, he chose the second option.
Without thinking—Jamil suddenly ran, his legs rapidly dashing at an alarming pace. He bumped into a few students, though their presence didn't falter his pace one bit.
He wanted to see you again. He wanted your love again. He wanted you again. You're everything he has ever dreamed of. He missed you. He missed everything about you.
Within a flash, he arrived at your dorm, his chest heaving up and down. God did he run that fast? Who cares.
He banged your door, shouting and yelling your name, hoping and hoping you'd open the door and accept him in your arms again. He fell unto his knees once more, he didn't realize the hot tears that dripped down his cheeks—not until he felt them drip down unto his hand.
"Please... Open..." His voice wavered, lightly whimpering as he placed his back against the wooden wall near the door. After a moment, he heard the doorknob open.
"Jamil?" A light voice emitted beside him. That voice. That oh so sweet voice he wanted to hear all this time. He didn't waste any chance as he wrapped his arms against your body, pulling you into a tight embrace. "Take me back... Please."
A/N: Oh nooo!! What will reader do?!?! Tbh i would forgive and forget, like Jamil could literally kill me and I'd go "i forgive you 😍" in the after life. But yeah, ano ba ang talaga yung gusto niya? Yung beer o yung pag ibig mo? (trans: what does he really want? that beer or your love?)
Me gigglinf whenever I draw jamil calling me sinta AHEHHE UwU pleaz... Anyway hopefully this was good enough for a come back haha sorry if it was angst 😪
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