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random-posts680 · 17 days

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•I knew you’d be back•part 2

Part one here: https://www.tumblr.com/random-posts680/748793779031605248/dont-come-looking-for-me-part-1

A/N: guys holy moly I’m so sorry it took me an eternity to finish this but I hope you like it!

Warnings: maybe spelling errors, killing, death, royal family after reader, Feyd, blood, arena fights

Your hair was sprawled out as you laid on your back, it casted over the sheets of Feyds bed. Your arms were comfortably crossed over your ribs. And Your feet dangled off the edge.

Feyd mostly matched your position as he laid next to you. His arm closest to you layed out in the space between both your bodies. He itched to wrap it around you and pull you closer to him.

But unfortunately, how things were currently was as close as he was going to get. He wished to be something more with you, but even just being close at your side as friends kept him content. Silence filled the room before you inhaled to speak.

“Do you miss me?”

Completely taken aback by your question, Feyd turned his head to the side to look at you. His face contorted into an unusual look of concern. Your face stared at the nothingness of his ceiling until your eyes snapped to the side and your head slightly followed

There was no answer from him. He looked from your eyes down longingly at your lips then back up. You were unreal to him, something otherworldly, you were the most beautiful being he’d ever seen, and the most important to him as well. When he came out of his thoughts he looked back to you. Your face still awaited an answer.

“Why would I need to, when you’re right here?” His voice is gentle but still holds a bit of his rasp. Before you thought of an answer Feyd inhaled and continued “And I’ll never have to, I won’t let anyone take you from me.” There was that murderous gleam in his eyes that you’ve seen a handful of times. It was never directed towards you, god never, Feyd-rautha couldn’t stand the thought of you getting injured by his own hands, and it filled him with rage thinking of it being by somebody else’s.

You smiled at him, seemingly grateful at his answer and promise of protection. He returned your smile and inched ever so slightly towards you. His eyes trailed around the features of your face, they stop at your lips once again. This didn’t go unnoticed by you. You glanced down at his pale lips in return. Your faces began to invade the gap between the both of you.

Feyds arm reaches up and his cold smooth hand cups your face and pulls you in. His body heats up at the contact initiated. You close your eyes….and so does he.

Feyd-rautha twitches awake.

His mind recalls the images produced from his sleeping state. He remembers the odd question you asked him and his heart rate picks up when he recollects the end of the fantasy. It was like this most nights. Dreams and visions of you invading his mind, moments he’s had with you and moments he had wished to have with you.

The harkonnen desperately wants you back. It has nearly been 6 months since you seemingly disappeared without a single trace of where you may have gone. You aren’t dead, that is all that Feyd-rautha knows. And it keeps him determined to find you.

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Your ship wasn’t anything fancy. It could stay in space for long periods of time and is undetectable under any radar. It keeps you hidden, and that’s what you need most, especially now.

When you were found out to be residing on Giedi prime, you knew you had fucked up. You remember being awoken by your com that night ringing loudly. Once you groggily picked up, the call consisted of only a few sentences before you were on your feet and moving.

“Y/n, they’ve found you, you need to leave now! We have a ship ready for you at these coordinates!” The lady spoke on the other end. The coordinates were then listed on the screen.

You were grateful for the people at your job who were working to protect you from those who were out to hunt you, they believed in doing the right thing so when they discovered you floating through space, you told them your story and they took you in and offered you a job and their protection.

The truth is, you were the next Queen of your house, the standards for that queen were specific and high, one of the most important being you would need to be able to give birth to an heir. So from a young age you were tested for fertility so you could begin training, learning, and one day be married and give birth to an heir.

That was never fate.

A few weeks before you were to be married a freak accident occurred and it left you injured and to your houses dismay, infertile. Now, in most scenarios it wouldn’t have mattered if you were infertile but in your line of royalty there was information that could take down the entire nation of your planet that only a fit queen and king were supposed to know, and you were no longer of that standard of a fit queen due to your infertility.

You knew everything, and you were no longer going to be queen. This left them to having no choice. They were going to kill you and then begin training a different female relative of yours.

You were smart enough to realize their plans for you, so the night you found out of your infertility, you left. You knew they’d be after you the moment they realized you were gone.

Similar to when you ran away from your home planet you left most of your stuff on Giedi prime. Your heart ached a bit at the thought of leaving behind the good friend you had made here. You knew you couldn’t do anything about it so you at least gave him some attempt at closure when you scribbled down the note that he would later find. You’d miss him and he’d miss you ten times more. It’d drive him mad.

Along with the note that he found he also noticed his missing blade which brought you to the night prior. feyd had been showing you his collection of blades, you knew you shouldn’t have but you took one, you knew that someday your family would find you here and you wanted to be prepared. You hid the blade and as if you had foreseen the event, the very next night was when you would need to make your escape.

You dropped the note into one of your notebooks and slid the blade into your belt. You found the designated coordinates, and there your ship was. It hovered above the ground just enough for you to climb inside. You remeber looking back into the Giedi prime night, hoping that feyd-rautha would follow the one demand on that scribbled piece of paper.

Life after leaving wasn’t easy. You had plenty of battles and worked hard on combat training. The hardest part about leaving though was being away from feyd. You really did miss him. You cherished the moments you two had together and they often replayed in your sleep. With each day your desire to see him again grew.

Which led you to now, 6 months later, you are back, hovering just off of the atmosphere of the black and white planet. You know it’s a horrible idea to pay this visit but you need to see Feyd. The way you left him haunted you, you know you were his only form of support and you just up and left without any warning. You owe him the knowledge that you are sorry and willing to do whatever it takes to make it up to him.

You wonder what he is doing now, you wonder if he ever found that note, you wonder if he’d even cared that you’d left. You wonder if he’s missed you as much as you’ve missed him.

‘What ever he may think, I’ll find out myself’ you think, as your hand pushes the steering mechanism forwards. You ready yourself to enter Giedi prime once again. You flip the switches and type in your coordinates for landing. You push and your ship begins to fall into the planets gravity.

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Feyd-Rauthas arms are outstretched. His muscles exposed to the air within the threshold. Servants gather around him, painting the black shapes over his nearly white skin.

Ever since you left, this has been his only source of enjoyment. Killing those drugged slaves in the arena. His only way to cope with your disappearance.

Once his servants are done, he is handed his blade. The nervous harkonnen male avoiding heavy eye contact as he presents them. Feyds hands graze the tip of it and his reflection can be seen in its polished surface. Every time the blade is brought out he thinks of you and how somewhere in the galaxy you posses the missing one from his collection.

Feyd dismisses his servants, at this they all rush out, desperate to leave the presence of the na-baron. Unfortunately for the last servant to leave, the harkonnens blade penetrates her. The sharp object colliding with flesh sounds about 8 times before the sickening sound of a body against the ground follows.

Feyd-rautha walks out of his chamber Hungry for more meaningless gore. He scans the hallway, waiting for the next person to cross his path. Only about 10 seconds pass before a veiled being in all black turns the corner. Their back turned to him as they continue to walk.

The harkonnen smirks and follows quietly in pursuit. His presence going completely unnoticed by the target. Feyd-rautha readies his blade.

He grips onto the persons shoulder and pushes his blade straight to their jugular. Before he makes his next move, the person speaks.

“I thought you’d be here.” Your voice sounds through his ears.

Feyd-rauthas heart skips a beat, His knees almost go weak, and his hands begin to shake. Y/n? Is it really you? But It can’t be you, you left him without any indication of coming back, how could this be you? How could you have come back? The harkonnens mind races rapidly and his grip loosens.

With that, you slip out of it and turn to face him. You unveil yourself. Feyd-Rauthas heart races and his chest rises and falls unsteadily. His eyes stare down at you taking in the features he had missed so much. It really is you.

As Feyd stands awe struck You wonder what to do. It wasn’t like you could act casual ‘hey, I’m back after abandoning you for months and not telling you where I went!’ That would be arrogant and disrespectful. You know you owe him an explanation as to why you left but right now you are at a total loss for words.

His eyes hold hints of desperation and excitement yet his face displays utter disbelief. You wait to see if he’ll say anything but moments go by and he doesn’t. You take it upon yourself to speak first but regret it instantly when the sentences tumble out of your mouth and merge.

“Feyd-rautha-my lord, I’m terribly sorry that I left..-I I do have an explanation-“

You are cut off by his hands gripping you arms and pulling you into him. You look up at him before he connects your lips. His kiss is deep and full his hands are desperate as they go from your arms to your hair to push your face further in. You deepen the kiss too, making Feyds body warmer as you both stand.

After many seconds you both pull away for air. You’re shocked to say the least, as for the harkonnen he stares at you with desire, his eyes roaming you and his hands now feeling your waist, pulling you closer against his muscular torso.

“I’d like that explanation, we shall talk about it in my room. I will cancel my arena fight.” His voice is low and full of contained urgency. His heart hammers in his chest and it’s as if nothing else matters. You have finally come back to him.

He can’t take his eyes away from you as he leads you to his room. Once you two are there your lips meet once again and he’s ready to live out all the things he’s dreamed of knowing that you’re ready too. You love him and that’s all he’s wanted since the second he had met you.

Feyd-rautha is never going to let you leave him again, especially now. Your entire family and their army could come after you and he would be at the front line defending you with his life.

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yaymiyas · 6 months

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Yandere!Jock Introduction

warning: yandere content, manipulation, foul language, boys being…boys!, gn reader

YANDERE!JOCK, whose very name gives you the ick. noah. ew. to his medium length golden hair that frames his face ever so tightly, to his tall frame that makes it almost impossible to miss him, and to especially his a million dollar smile that he wears like the latest fashion trend…why do you hate him again?

why do you avoid him like the spanish flu? not even you knew fully. you contemplate about this very topic for weeks, never really getting a straight answer from yourself. from every instants that you two have crossed paths, he has been nothing but forthcoming with you. nothing but sunshines and rainbows. nothing but absolutely perfect.

Yuck.

you never even wanted to actually know who he was. you and your friends may have joked about him and his friend group a few times, but having noah around you 24/7 was never really on your bucket list. he kind of made it his own mission to make his existence your business.

it all started last semester, when you were walking down the hall. chem and statistic books in one arm, and the other quietly struggling to keep your book bag up. with the current cards not being 1000% in your favor, you didn’t really have time to look up at where exactly you were going. but noah did. trying to maneuver through the busy halls isn’t the easiest task with two shoulders filled and a 6’2, linebacker breaking down your neck. you didnt even see him walking beside you for the last two door frames you seemingly passed. all that was on your mind was to successfully get to the exit quick enough so you can get to your car, but satan had other plans.

“i can help you if you dont mind”

not paying the voice any real attention, you flash a struggling smile trying to use that as a quiet sign to leave you alone. one thing you didn’t bank on, was for noah to not really take no as a real answer. or in this case, an annoyed smile. testing his luck, the taller male fixed your book bag strap releasing a whole 2 pounds of weight off of your shoulder. with this new found feeling, you hesitantly stopped in your tracks and paid the stranger a small glance. looking back was noah, smiling widely like he just won the latto.

YANDERE!JOCK who finds a way to comfort you at all the right times. a random rumor about you started to spread at the speed of light. nobody would tell you where it started, or why they believe it but all you know is that it is messing up your senior year. you wanted to end your high school career better than when you came in, because lets face it, your freshman and sophomore years were ass. not being of bullying or teasing, you just weren’t ready or willing to see that you were in a different environment. things are different from two years ago, well they were supposed to be.

you don’t know how you started crying or when, but you were outside of your ecom class tears soaking your binders. you never allowed the words of others to get to you, always brushed them off. this time around it was different. you were more affected than you thought you would be at things like this. sleeping with a teacher? the same ecom teacher who you deducted points for not citing correctly? the same one who didn’t learn your name until two weeks ago? such a baseless and so easy to be unproven, so why do so many people believe it?

the only reason you were crying outside of your class is because two girls called you a slut to your face. out loud. with grins on their face, like your misery was something that warmed their skin. it was all so disgusting but you couldn’t do anything was cry. why now? why you? why the very last semester of high school? why?

“i heard about what’s going on,”

noah slightly nudges your leg with his foot, forcing your attention solely on him. you didn’t want to look up.

no, you actually wanted to tell him to go away. why was the most annoying, condescending, passive aggressive person in front of you for. the universe and gods must hate you.

“you know,”

he started with a hint of glee in his voice. was this all a joke to him? was he enjoying your tears? was your agony entertainment for him? this sick bastard. if you could, you would pull him by his hair and yank him to the floor. a knee to the stomach wouldn’t do anything to a linebacker right?

“its okay if you slept with him…we all have our low points.”

wow.

oh.

you are a joke to him. his smile never wavered, no it actually got bigger. you turned your head a bit so both of you were staring into the others. his ocean blue eyes seemed to turn into a black hole, sucking you into it with no avail. this is sick. he is sick. was he the one to fucking tell everybody that? how did he even know about the rumor? why was he here? what does he want from you, and how far will he go to get it.

#yay ocs #yandere oc #yandere x reader #x reader #yandere #yandere jock #yandere jock x reader #gn reader #female reader #male reader

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rowaelinsdaughter · 4 months

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I’m back with another modern!au idea because you write them SO well, and it immediately made me think of you.

I was thinking Aelin is an influencer, reader is a photographer and they meet on a set ? Maybe reader either doesn’t really know who Aelin is, or pretends she doesn’t? I could see Aelin going all out to try and win her over

sorry that’s all over the place! I love your writing and you’re a wonderful person ♥️

PHOTOSHOOT

a/n;; i LOVE your ideas and i love writing modern au!!!! AND YOURE ALSO A WONDERFUL PERSON AND YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING

WARNINGS;; a little suggestive at the end, angst to fluff

aelin ashryver galathynius, also known as aelin galathynius or a.g. was the most important influencer erilea has ever seen.

every brand wanted her, she was… beautiful wasn’t the word to describe her, she was a goddess, created by the gods.

and she was going to have a photoshoot with her. working as a photographer in the most famous clothing brand of terrasen, she was nervous. extremely nervous. she had followed her career since day one, and she loved her. she knew aelin didn’t remember her, at that time she was still studying to be a photographer, in charge of helping the main photographer, she had watched aelin pose for the pictures, and when the photoshoot was done, she had managed to talk to her.

but that was 3 years ago, and now as the main photographer, she was going to see her again. and she had to pretend she didn’t know her.

“i want the spotlight there, and the bench in the center, and-”

“hello everyone!”

she was here. ready for the photoshoot.

breathe in. breathe out. breathe in. breathe out.

when she was ready, she turned to her. aelin was wearing a black suit, heels and golden jewelry. the makeup was simple and still, she looked gorgeous. she walked a step, two, three steps, until she was in front of her.

“hi, im the photographer in charge of everything, you must be aelin, right?” she said, shaking her hand.

“the one and only.” she answered, and her eyes narrowed a bit. “have we met before? i think i know you…”

“no, i dont think so, im new here”

“oh well, that’s perfect” she lowered her voice “i didn’t like the other one, he was a bit weird”

“yeah, he was,” they both laughed. “well, let’s begin”

she had never done a photoshoot like this. the photos were incredible, and they don't have to be retouched. every pose, every face, every angle was perfect. she was perfect. she thought. and she looked at her while she talked to the makeup artists. impossible. impossible to be with her. she was only a photographer, and she was an influencer, she could have anyone she wanted with a smile. a girl in charge came up to her, asking her about some photos.

and she didn’t know aelin was looking at her.

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she saw aelin again. and again. and again.

apparently, she said in a magazine that she was the best photographer she had ever worked with. would you work with her again? yes, of course. she had answered.

and she worked with her. and everytime she worked with her, aelin would find a way to talk to her. minutes, half hour, hours… until the hours they saw each other at work turned into dates, always avoiding the paparazzis, or that was what they thought.

BREAKING NEWS: AELIN GALATHYNIUS HAS BEEN SEEN WITH THE FAMOUS BRAND PHOTOGRAPHER T.D.

no, no, no, no.

this wasn’t happening. this had to be a joke.

her phone rang. again. again. again. four messages. aelin, but she couldn’t talk to her, not now that she had ruined her career.

her heartbeat was going fast. too damn fast. she needed to breathe.

in. out. in. out. in .out. in-

the door bell.

she walked to the door, and before she could she anything, a golden storm entered her home.

“why haven’t you answered my messages?”

“aelin don’t-”

“please answer me”

“i… this aelin, is too much. too fucking much. do you have an idea of the people that are going to talk about me? you’re an influencer aelin. you are famous, and i'm only a photographer, i'm going to be the one night stand, the girl who was with aelin because of the money, for the prestige, the slut of aelin galathynius” she didn’t know she was crying until she felt her tears wet her shirt. “and as much as i like talking to you, this has to stop”

“are you done?”

her eyes widened “what? wait. have you heard anything i've said?”

aelin walked to her. taking her face with her hands, she sighed. “i’ve been waiting months for this”

she looked at her eyes. “for what?”

aelin smiled, and her answered…

kissing aelin felt like the summer breeze. dancing with fire in the forest. she tasted like lemon verbena, crackling embers and jasmine, and she thought she was going to burst into flames.

she didn’t know how much time passed until they broke away, desperate for oxygen. she wasn’t able to open her eyes, but she felt aelin’s gaze on her face. opening her eyes slowly, aelin smiled at her.

“you know what this means? this, and this” she took her hand, placing it above her heart “is your’s. you’re the only one i want with me, you’re the only one i love”

“who are you and what have you done with aelin?” aelin laughed. loud and happy. “well and now, why don't we celebrate that we are together?”

she laughed as her arm hugged her by her shoulders.

“that’s my girl”

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mihai-florescu · 22 days

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i think i feel pretty similar to you in that the world is terrible, depressing, it sucks. that’s it’s natural state and we will always return there. but i thank that even though it hurts there are ideals unhampered by reality, stories we can create where that cycle ends for a moment in a happier direction. it isnt our job or duty as there isnt any grand purpose like that, but there is an opportunity out there to create a story with our lives. whether it’s a well known story or lost by the wayside, those who acknowledge the layer beneath the cheery “reality” that is peddled can be writers of their own. i might be delusional and there really is no hope but i hope to create stories for people to enjoy that elusive dream in if only for a temporary respite and cant give up until i well and truly fail. i don’t know if any of my thoughts speak to you in any meaningful way, but i felt compelled to share as while i think we share beliefs we seem to have come to rather different conclusions. i want to give my life to a story, an art, that will hold ideals the real world can never truly embody and thus cannot really give up as every taste of the real reality only strengthens my resolve. is there something like that for you? i’ve read your blog for a while and in my mind (which is an inexperienced mind so I apologize for sharing its fallible perceptions) you seemed like a fascinating person who holds ideals the world refuses to embody and is slowly sinking under that weight. i know it’s not really my place, so i apologize for my audacity, but i believe that you are the sort of person who can create a true happiness for yourself eventually. well, i mean i kind of have to if i believe that for myself. i have more to say, but it seems this is become a ridiculously long message. i apologize, my words likely have crossed between ideas and lost sense at times. i hope they help, or at least don’t harm. i hope you find loveliness loveliness in your day as you deserve it.

I've been journaling about this yesterday... my entire outlook on life i guess? I know i used to be creative and make projects that i found fun, but i cant find this drive in me anymore, i'm more than ready to give up (if only upset at the way it ended so im pressuring myself to make a good Last Project, but nothing is good anymore. It's all so...plain. useless. banal. there's no wit or multilayer to anything i can come up with anymore. I cant develop an idea anymore. There are enough stories, enough artworks, plenty of them bad, theres no need for me to add to it). Im sure it's just burnout stacked on top of depression and general worsening misanthropy and paranoia, but i don't think i will ever feel more hopeful again.

However i do think art, literature, games, even just stories from other people are keeping me grounded. They're also humanity's only redeeming quality - imagination will save our souls... but my position isn't to be an artist anymore, i cant spare the energy and i dont see a point in it either. I cant do a single basic living thing anymore that others seem to be able to do? I very much feel like an npc trying to do my most necessary tasks as best i can, failing more often than not. I hate getting asked what i'll do on a day off (it used to be often at my internship. I dont even want to imagine what they thought about me, that's another can of worms that still haunts me and contributed to why i became like this). The answer is quite literally Pretend I Dont Exist. I will not do anything. I cant do anything. I stop existing the second you stop seeing me, im just in bed dreading the next time i have to be human. I think when other people say they didnt do anything it's a hyperbole, but i can go weeks, and i have gone months even, without leaving the house, if i wasnt expected to.

Part of me wants to think, hope, i could maybe even get interested in making things again if there was no expectation for me to be a person for a few years, completely disappear off the grid (the expectation to be a person that just doesnt come natural to me anymore... and a specific one at that - achieving goals and moving forward, working, with ambitions or any sort of drive, young and energetic, an only child with a good education earning a living... i despise the idea of making money. I despise consumerism too. I want to fund artists, family owned restaurants, bookshops, cafes, and i do, i spend so much money without realising, but i'm really worried i'll run out and not be able to make any to survive once im older and wont get funds from my parents anymore. So i try to save and fail... My family friends, same age or even younger, are buying their own cars and apartments, successfully working multiple well paying jobs at the same time, with plans for the future...? Id like to know both how and why. How do you have the energy and why do you care. But even if they tell me the answers it doesnt change how i feel in my own life)

But this also has skewed my perception of other people... it connects to how i dont actually understand friendships anymore, im sure i mentioned it recently. Like with being an artist, there was a time i did understand and had deep friendships, i think, but it's quite alien to me now? In the way im not real until i have to interact with someone else, and even then, debatable, theyre not real to me either. Like i know this isnt a good mindset to have but it's either everything is real and i genuinely believe we need to disappear, to put an end to this sad species soon, or nothing is real and everyone's just playing a role in a story i get to watch. In a way taking away people's humanity and making them characters in my head is out of kindness, im being delusionally optimistic and quite frankly parasocial even with "friends", but it keeps me floating, stable. Ish. Still kind of empty but entertained enough. But then actually having a conversation outside my head with them is scary, unpredictable... on good days that can be fun too. My roommate always says i end up on side quests a lot if i leave the house, i think im just open to witnessing new stories... just on good, no, great days though, i cant stress that part enough. Great days are getting rarer and rarer. Most days pass by while im in bed and in my head trying to process anything, where i can barely have a coherent thought, and i wait for the day to end. Today was good for example but i still didnt manage to do anything to earn me the title of person, yet it was good because i 1. Ate, and 2. Didnt cry.

The part of your ask that hit me the most was when you said i seemed like a fascinating person, past tense. Im sure i was, but nowadays im very little even a person. Cant be helped. I hope i managed to explain how and why. If you ever want to share your art, my dms are open, i can maybe tell you about my gallery of failure wips i cant stand to look at anymore. I saw the followup ask with your personal info but im not quite sure what else to say... even this ask took too long to answer and now i need a nappp

#ask #anon #long post

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representative-democracy · 5 months

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saw your tags about getting into terror fic again and was wondering if you have any recs <3

Great question! I feel like The Terror has higher than average quality fanfic so this is a toughy, so this list is in no particular order and non conclusive!! And get ready for a lot of Bridglar :P

I also have a TON more, especially of less popular pairings, so lmk if you want more recs

For The Glory of a Good Pudding by soft_october

Fitzier, modern AU, and answers the important question: what would happen if The Cold Boys were competing in the Great British Bake Off?

any world (that i’m welcome to) by attheborder

Fitzier, modern AU, JFJ was frozen in the ice and is defrosted just time time to meet grumpy professor Crozier

Upon Great Persuasion by anactoriatalksback

McStanley, modern AU, this will get you shipping the doctors

Read from a Treasured Volume by Acephalous

Bridglar, canon time period, watch these two perfect men fall in love, THIS SLAPS PROBS THE FICS I HAVE READ THE MOST BELOVED OF ALL TIME

Magic to Make the Sanest Man Go Mad by TheGreenMeridian

Bridglar, canon time period, literally the softest, most tender porn on the internet 🥹

lighthouse on the sea by rednights

Bridglar, canon time period, John Bridgens learns he deserves to be loved and it makes me sick to my stomach how amazing it is

For Those About To Rock by neversaydie

The modern rock band AU you didn’t know you were looking for

At Furthest South by sadsparties

Fitzier, canon time period, the Antarctic expeditions if JFJ had joined - explored unreliable narrators in an extremely satisfying way

Lock and key by seekwell and hazelmotes

Canon, explores Silna and Bridgen’s friendship

How To Kill The Man You Love by madness_and_smiles

Fitzier, canon, I DONT KNOW HOW DESCRIBE THIS FIC OTHER THAN ITS SOME OF THE BEST FICTION IVE EVER READ, I’ve literally made people that haven’t watch the terror read this

Here Again, Even With A Thought by whipstitch

Canon, this will fulfill your need to know what Fitzjames and Bridgen’s friendship was like and will absolutely devastate you

(it’s) a guarantee soul destroyer by in_a_hedge

Joplittle, modern AU, Tom Jopson has a terrible, no-good, very bad week working at a pet store

i’ll be two steps on the water by eternalbrook

Irving/Gibson, modern AU, this bad boy got me shipping these lads something I never planned on doing

Devine Fruits by manicpixiedreamjop

Joplittle + Solomon, modern AU, the romance is TOO TIER and the porn also slays for this! This Solomon is also so extremely in character is almost painful but I love it so much

#the terror #I genuinely havent read bad fanfic for this fandom yet #also everyone on tumblr has amazing fic and fic recs #these are just the ones I had the foresight so save so I don’t have to hunt them down

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ghosttownwherenoonegoes · 2 years

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dunno if its okay to put a little vent here but my anxietys spiking so hard rn i gotta get this off my chest. if you dont feel up to answering this pls dont worry.

i feel so insecure lately. i fear eddie wouldnt fall in love with me in a romantic way because 99% of guys i ever liked never liked me back the same way. and i know it sounds stupid but i rly am scared eddie wouldnt love me that way either. it starts to effect my writing and reading fic too and i dunno what to do. im kind and id go as far as call myself pretty most days, and people always rely on me and tell me im funny so its not like a general insecurity just...eddie would be that guy for me. and im so scared that once again i just wouldnt be that girl for him because its been like that most of the time in the past and i dont wanna start associating this feeling of sadness and rejection with eddie :(

Hi nonnie!

You can vent here if you'd like to!🫂💞 I'm so sorry your anxiety is spiking; I hope something here helps you to feel even a little better. I do wanna answer; I've spent the last hour or so since you sent this in, reading it over and over and letting my thoughts marinate in the Word Sauce and I think I finally have it ready to go down to a simmer. This is for me and @munsons-maiden and anon and anyone else feeling this way!!!🫂💖

Eddie would fall in love with you in a romantic way. He would. You would tell him that you've never been anyone's first choice, no one has ever felt for you as you have for them, and after staring at you incredulously, trying to work out if you're being serious or not, he would tell you that he's that 1% that does like you back in the same way. He's the 1%, the black sheep of Hawkins, he's the one who is a self-proclaimed cynic but practically told Steve to go after Nancy just because he couldn't bear to see two people in love but not together. A man who has never experienced that kind of love for himself yet knows it when he sees it with other people and encourages it just because he can, no ulterior motives. Eddie is that 1%, he says it as confidently as he tells you he loves Black Sabbath, and he'd make slightly awkward jokes about how he's "the one for you" and then he catches himself because you're on the third date and whoa, Munson, slow down.

But luckily for Eddie, you know him, and you're saying things like, "that makes me your one, too" and, "we can be black sheep together, it's okay, Eddie," and squeezing his hand. It's not enough for Eddie and so he interlocks your fingers together and squeezes and you giggle and you squeeze back and it turns into a hand-squeezing contest until your fingers are numb and Eddie's are bright red and it matches the colour on the shell of his ears.

It's so surreal, loving Eddie and being loved by him. Well, no... loving Eddie isn't the strange thing. Loving Eddie is the easiest thing, it's the sweetest torture you've ever known, but being loved in return by the one you love? That's the strange thing. That's the part you just cannot for the life of you wrap your head around. You've always been the one to watch from afar, the one who loves quietly, knowing you could easily voice your feelings but not doing so because there's no point, you already know they don't like you the same way you like them. But with Eddie, you were both staring at each other from afar, you were both pining for the other person, you were both thinking you weren't good enough for the other person so what was the point of even trying to confess?

But that was the point, you would both come to realise. Because you were both so scared that the other person wouldn't love you, you were both so kind and so good, so soft in a world which tried to bring out the opposite in you. You always smiled at Eddie in the corridor, you always helped him to drag his throne over from the prop cupboard back into the main circle where Hellfire Club was held, you always listened to new albums with him and stayed up late to make mixtapes when Eddie was too busy to do so, and you genuinely enjoyed him and his company. Spending time with Eddie was as relaxing to you as time spent alone and that meant something. Eddie felt the very same way with you. He always helped you when you had had a long hard day and couldn't be bothered or didn't want to cook. He rubbed your back when you cried or fetched you a thick pillow for when you wanted to scream but didn't want him to hear even when he was sat right beside you. He helped you to find really specific songs you wanted based off one lyric or a badly hummed tune. You can word vomit at Eddie, making no sense even to yourself, but Eddie will listen and say a short sentence back which is, you realise as you repeat it back to yourself, the core of what you've been thinking or feeling, and you realise he understands.

Eddie listens and he gets it and you feel most yourself when you spend time with him; he makes you want to be a better person even though, in Eddie's eyes, he sees you and all your flaws, all your negative traits (in your words, not his), and knows you to be perfect for him. He makes you want to be a better version of yourself and just by being you, you bring out the best in Eddie too. He meets you as you are, he meets you in the middle of wherever you're prepared to join him on the path of love, and the two of you so, so shakily join hands, but then it's like falling asleep; all at once.

You and Eddie work and the both of you love each other hard.

You cannot tell me in all seriousness that Eddie wouldn't love you. You can't. You're kind and you're not shy about your feelings for Eddie. This man is so sensitive, though he masks it well when the time calls for it, and he's always jumping in to defend his lost sheep or adopt another one. No one really wants to be associated with him and the ones that do willingly are labelled as freaks and become social pariahs in the hellhole that is Hawkins High. But there you are, smiling at him so hard you make yourself cry, heart squeezing in your chest and, oh, Eddie's faux shot to the heart joke suddenly becomes something he experiences from the inside. And it scares him. But the thought of not having you in his life scares him more, so Eddie sits with it just as you sit with yours. And you both channel it into loving each other harder, essentially leading each other into a very intense, very passionate, very right relationship. One for the history books.

So, listen to me.

Eddie would love you just as much as you love him. If you're kind to him and to his friends and at least nice to others when you can't handle being kind (that's hard, you know, being kind is a choice and it costs effort and that's why it's so important). He's your Eddie, he's the guy who watches you from afar thinking he doesn't deserve you, and then one day your eyes meet from across the street and you see your facial expressions mirrored in the other person and you realise you've found your 1%. Your Eddie.

And you're his Y/N; the one who loves him so hard you can only cry. So, again, you're you and you're kind and you're gentle and you love him, so why wouldn't he love you?

Because I can't think of a reason and neither can Eddie.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson comfort #stranger things #stranger things 4

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emmyrosee · 2 years

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psst I had a thought I think you’d enjoy bc it is certainly bringing me lots of joy this morning-

okay so atsumu right? play fighting with him. pillows, tickles, lots of peppered kisses, the screeching- you’d probably get noise complaints from the neighbours (or some worried check ins to make sure you’re both alright), and when you’d both answer the door out of breath and giggly cause he was chasing you around the apartment, whoever knocked just rolls their eyes and leaves cause obviously no one is in trouble, it’s just young love again.

I bet if you guys were wrestling he’d be the type to go soft on you and let you win a couple rounds (which ofc you know, so you begin to rile him up for a real challenge)

But he’s strong, so he’d have no problem picking you up and throwing you on the bed when your taunts about him not being able to catch you in a chase/beat you in a “fight” finally get to him, and he’s grinning the whole way to your room cause he loves your laugh and he plans on getting his revenge tenfold.

I am incredibly fucking soft for this man I want him to let me think I’m winning and then totally wreck me after 🙂 (I could say the same abt a lot of haikyuu men tho)

Ily, I hope you’re having an amazing day!! 💓

anon <3

(P.s. I hope sending in long rants like this isn’t annoying or a nuisance- just let me know and I’ll knock it off!)

ANONNNNNNN IM GONNA COMBUST OH MY GOD-

Also do nOT knock it off, literally and all activity, be it adorable requests like this, or just to talk to lil ole me makes me so giggly and happy 🥹❤️

BUT THIS- THI- T H I S??? IS MY DREAM AND I LITERALLY WANT TO MARRY HIM LIKE, YESTERDAY.

Your neighbors hate you, because you two are up from the crack of dawn to the latest of dusks, just giggling and screaming with laughter at each other.

And genuinely, truly, Atsumu does not care. If anything, people coming and banging on your door and telling you to shut up only riles him up more. The amount of times you’ve tried to talk to your angry neighbors, only to laugh in their face as Atsumu tickles up your sides or nips at your ear is countless; all your neighbor can do is roll their eyes and ask you to please keep it down, but despite you swearing to, you know better than to make promises.

“Yeah,” he snorts, “keep it down.” Before you can even laugh, he makes a lunge at you to make you scream and dash away again, him hot on your tail and cheeks sore from the grin splitting his face.

He’s just such a snot rocket, I love him so much.

And dONT EVEN HE DOES Try every once in a while to put his pride aside and let you win when rough housing bc like. You’re cute and he loves you, so he’ll let you pin his hands next to his head and be all cocky with your victory, until he decides he has a problem with it.

“Ha,” you chant victoriously. “Suck it, nerd. I win.”

“Yeah yeah,” he snorts, lacing your fingers with his. “You win, baby, now let me up-“

“Big ol’ Atsumu, can’t even take down his better half anymore.”

“Okay, listen-“

“Just wait until the boys hear about how I’m able to pin you so easily.”

“Babe-“

“What would they say about the big, bad Atsumu if they could see him now-“

And it doesn’t take him much more than that to shove you on your back, gobble you up in his arms before you hit the ground too hard, and haul you up and into your bedroom, all before you can even say ‘wait.’

“You wanna talk shit?” He growls, hands immediately digging into your ribs and underarms. “Huh? You wanna talk big? Like you aren’t the most ticklish person I’ve ever met?”

“Shut up!” You scream, just kneeing him and writhing but god, he’s so big and he’s smiling so wide at the sight of you, the longer bits of his blonde hair falling all around and it’s almost hard for you to plead for him to stop.

So, instead, for a while, you keep riling him up- shoving and snorting and just laughing until you tap his wrist, letting him know that you’re really done and ready to behave again.

But even then, his hands never leave your body. They smooth out the phantom tickles from your warm skin, or cup your chin to guide you back into a kiss, or even pulling you into his side and gently rubbing your back when he decides that he wants to take a nap.

Because here’s the thing- Atsumu has to be touching you. It’s a thing for him, there’s almost always going to be a hand caressing your cheek, or holding yours, or tickling you, or pinching you, it doesn’t matter, Atsumu needs to be touching you in a way that conveys love and thrill. He’s not good with words, he never has been- but even his twin can attest he shows his best feelings through touch

He craves your challenge, loves the fight you give, addicted to the sound of your shriek filled laughter because it’s fun. Loving you is so fun, it’s what gets him up in the morning and lulls him to sleep at night. And he’s so happy he’s found someone to convey all of this to without having to surrender to words he’s not sure he can rely on.

Atsumu loves you so much it hurts him. He’d move mountains and cross seas, eat sand and fight the wilderness if it meant every day, he could come home and tackle to you to the couch and smother you in all the sappy affection he can.

And if putting you in a tickly full Nelson is his way of showing that, you certainly never complained before.

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nwarrior777 · 7 months

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very dark sad text about how i feel right now

if you wonder how i am doing mentally:

we talked with friends in chat and conversation came to talking about a way of moving away from countries by getting refugee status

and there is the thing that, as i heard, if you do that, there is a rule, that you can't visit country which you are running from (it's not 100℅ correct info, i just heard that this can be a thing, and it has exceptions, etc etc. pls don't panic if you are going to be a refugee, or are already, it's not from news or anything, if you are starting this path you already know about this aspect better than i, and if you aren't refugee, don't take is as 100% true info about refugee situations, again, i just heard it somewhere)

the thing is, my friends told me that it's a thing for people to think about for making decision on starting this path or not. and i was like.... really? someone is worring about it?

if i could have a chance i wouldn't think a second. like, idk, refugee center worker, or how it works, idk, would ask like: hey do you know that you will not be able to visit that countr-YES YES I KNOW I DONT WANT TO VISIT IT NEVER EVER IN MY LIFE I WILL NOT EVEN LOOK IN A SIDE OF A COMPASS IN DIRECTION OF THIS COUNTRY!! WHY DO YOU THINK I AM HERE IN THIS CENTER??? - would be my answer

and i started to think like... but it is important thing for people. and someone giving their ability to visit that first place as their sacrifice. and i thought. what sacrifice i could give?

i remembered my childhood intrusive thoughts. it was like that button memes with "you can press the button to [something] to hapen but [something else] also happen". but it was sad thoughts, not funny pictures. i imagined me choosing between something. visually in my head it was like tv show. i stand, and there's the question "here's your mam, cat, and dad. choose who to live and who will be killed". and i had to choose. i don't remember my choices only question

and today, after that chat with friends i imagined that weird "what if" choice like. what would i give for getting out of here? (and yes i would get out of here long time ago but i am not able to. it's kind of the heart of the problem)

and i thinked about it. and i understood that i feel. bad. i underestimated my depression

because i would agree to live in most broke flat. matrass in a room with 20 people? if not here - i am all in

i would give all my things. everything. leave me clothes which i am wearing, take everything else if you will take me away

and. it's a that. non-real abstract scenarios. "we will take you away, but you sleep in room with 20 people on the floor, what's you think?" - this is not how it's happen. i am just thinking about what i have and what i could give for getting away, if it worked like that.

so, all my things which i collected in 2 bags. bad living conditions. what i am ready to agree on else? what else i can to give in that strange abstract deal? what i even have?

i would give my leg. no hesitation

i was saying this to my friend in voice message, and it took me 5 seconds of thinking and to say that i would give 2 legs

if it was an option like "you can buy living not in your country by giving us your limbs" - have my legs, i would be first in line

i am an artist and. i thought a little longer. maybe 10 mins and come to thought that i would give my left arm too

i stopped thinking this thought somewhere here.

i am sorry if i sound offensive to disabled people, say me pls if it's something really bad to say. If you are disabled and this text offense you, tell me, i will delete this post. i am writing in emotions and not really like. eh. thinking about. just say if its bad pls

It's just thoughts about what i have and what i would give as sacrifice. And everything i have is my 2 bags. And my body. (and my art but freedom of art is one of the reasons why i wish to get away)

and i just thought about that if people think about not being able to visit country which they are running from as sacrifice, i started to think, do i consider even anything as sacrifice. and well, as you can see, that i absolutely have no problem with real things which are sacrifices to others in that situation, i would be fine i am sure, so i made up a abstract situation in my head to see how far i can go and.

that fact that i would agree to give my limbs for getting out of here. i think it's very sad. i didn't think i feel so bad being here

can you imagine thinking of place there you live like that. it's not okay for people suffer so much that giving a fucking leg is something they can say on, without doubt "if you will get me away take it TAKE IT"

it's so fucked up

p.s. the country is russia by the way

#tw very sad thoughts #tw scary thoughts #tw vent #i hate then disability and disabled people are used as metaphor #but... it's kind of differend. i hope #i mean i would really give it #but i am not sure so #if you disabled and you offensed by this post #as i said #say it in notes or in my dm i will delete the post

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cathalbravecog · 1 year

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Man... I can't stop thinking about the things that were talked about on the stream, especially the answer on my question - so... get ready for a ramble! its a long one. oops. i dont even know where im going with this, im just dumping my thoughts somewhere. half is about ttcc lore in general and the streams, the other half is about cathal and me projecting onto him deeper.

before i even hop deeper into this, it wasn't until early today that i learned that there was a whole drama about cranky's answers (regarding the graham and flint question and the whole "keep it sane" thing. i thought it was...off, but i understood it as 'do what you want people, just don't start any harassment because of ships and your favorite pairs'.

definitely could have been phrased better, though. at least we got a good response and an apology later from maven on twitter. but i legit did not know this was a drama until those twitter posts were made LOL. i dont interact with the fandom so i do not know how that answer was percieved by most. or if anyone except for me and my friends have had any thoughts about the question i asked that got answered.)

and what im tryna get to is that i get cranky isnt the one to be answering lore things, and probably didnt know what to answer... but it's still something to think about

because being told "cogs and toons just dont become how they are out of the blue" (paraphrasing here) as an answer to what cathal initially thought of seeing his dad be bet up and thrown off a tower is... confusing? he did say first and foremost that it has to be built upon before saying that. i understand that this is... a lot of characters! and cathal did have some focus on him thanks to the comic and they wanted to focus on other managers... but some have deeper, more intricate lore that's easy to grasp (especially the more, well, angstier managers like chip and misty.)

and we have gotten some extra lore for other managers like belle, mary, tawny.... thanks to thomas' rambles.

and it's definitely difficult for a team of volounteers working hard on a fan game together to make lore for all the characters, that are still very young in their *life span*, having been around for less than a year. despite ttcc being more character driven and focused on the cogs, it's still a game they have to run so they cannot focus on lore only and some game management has to be done first. there's a bunch of things they have to consider, like consistency and how fans may react, or possible themes or what they want the story to be...

and. yeah. its hard since. come on lets admit it. clash has an issue with how these are all given to us. hell, there's lore bits i still dont know about and im still learning because it's..so all over the place. a new player will not know about it. maven acknowledged this in the tweet and i really appreciate that, as it's honestly been my number one issue with clash, especially as someone who is there for the lore. (i mean, and the gameplay, i know some people who don't play the game itself much. well i sure do a little TOO MUCH because i have PROBLEMS. but im interested in the lore, too, yknow?)

some lore you cant learn from the wiki, and unless you interact with the community, you may never learn *where* all of this even is. if you werent live for certain lore there, it's hardly accessible to you. lore locked behind one time events, an arg website, wikis, discord chats... all that. it's hard to keep track of! i'm sure it's like that for both the fans and the writers. these characters are great, fun, and i love them, but the way we are given this information is... not the best. it's very easy to miss certain details.

it's especially bad if you're like me - only ever interacting with a close group of people you trust, (because people are scary especially a lot of... lore driven fans. yeahnoimeanshippers.sorry.and just big crowds of people in general) having only gotten back into the game recently AFTER most of the major lore events (first played once in 2019, then never again until january 2023) and also you dislike youtube and video content, so you dont watch it. something in your brain would rather if you step on a nail than watch a playthrough video (especially with commentary).

like in general it shouldnt be necessary to go through all these hoops just to know the lore! especially for things that may have little lore...

anyways, uh, back to cathal. i cannot stop thinking about this.

it definitely wasnt an answer to what i specifically asked - but possibly more so about... why cathal is the way he is? and despite what my brain and low self esteem during hard times may tell me - i do not believe that anybody is truly "lazy". i just dont think that exists. there's always some reason behind a person being unmotivated or lazy. even the little things!

but like... that's just kinda obvious. all toons and cogs have motivations. thats like... one of the basics of writing characters. have motivations for characters and reasons for why they are how they are. doesnt have to be anything tragic, just.... how they are as people.

it's totally unrelated to the question of what cathal thought about seeing his dad like that... but oh well! i asked that because i made up my own story around that already, and i just wanted to see what someone working on the game thinks about the same idea.

not to be Tumblr User CathalBravecog, but, of course I have projected heavily onto cathal. i have already stated how important cathal is to me as a character, especially with appreciating myself when im.. not exactly the most motivated. when im not doing much. taught me to appreciate breaks. hell! i keep preaching this myself. its okay to take breaks! and yet i often end up not doing it and i overwork myself on games and art and other things.

there's... a lot of things "wrong" with me that i don't have names for yet, especially due to not having a diagnosis for them, but they're very real feelings and they cause me to be unable to do things a lot of the time. various mental blocks and a new member of the gang... physical pai! hooray.

this... endless productivity we are forced and expected to do. it can take a toll on you. breaks are just as necessary and to say it's a thing that has to be re-learned is... sickening. hooray for living in a Corporate (clash) society, fellas.

one thing i can say is that i absolutely headcanon that cathal has adhd - though, maybe not the same type i do. i do not think he gets randomly hyper and wants to (and does) jump around everywhere and blurt things out randomly and impulsively. cathal here has the low energy, yknow.

i like that a lot of the content around him doesnt even describe him with the words "lazy" and "sleepy" instead.

every day is the same... even if his job is relatively simple, just watching over the camera feed - it's definitely boring... and having to do it every day is not rewarding. and being mostly alone and without consequence, he gives into wanting to do something else. he's got these huge screens and a room to himself, and he loves watching shows and cartoons... so he's gonna do that. it's more fun. it's stimulating. and especially with his dad being the one to give him his position, he knows that he's got nothing to really worry about there.

i also think it's a bit hard to be motivated knowing that... this war between the cogs and toons is just. endless. hell, again, he has to see his dad *everyday* be attacked by them. his body damaged after the fall - only to be fixed again. rinse and repeat. i would too, find it pointless. especially if you're like cathal, since i pointed out before that he is very kind and caring towards the other cogs. he's also thoughtful, noting that yknow... a lot of stairs to get to his room.

why do all that when you can chill... and feel good. do something that feels nice...

i don't have any names for this, but with how sleepy he usually is, that's definitely a thing to consider too. and just, from experience... being tired and/or sleepy it... dismotivates you even more. its so hard to start tasks even if you *want* to do them. and considering cathal mooost likely doesn't want to do his work on his own - then these tasks can be just. impossible to start.

like, i have struggled with this my entire life myself, just because of my adhd screwing with everything, but after getting covid and most definitely getting a form of chronic exhaustion from it.. things have been even harder. i pull myself through day and i barely have the energy to even start anything. sometimes i dont even do anything all day and... woops! still no mood or energy to do anything. i just work on random bursts of motivation and things that captivate me...

not sure how it relates to cathal, but, hey, if im personal here ill ramble about it too because WOW it has been biting me in the ass and i need to speak to Professionals About It

like... i dont think hes being "lazy" willingly, yknow? theres a reason behind it. it definitely is just... being sleepy, the comfort... the fun and stimulation doing something fun he's interested in (his shows) are just... stronger desires and way easier for him to get to. why struggle through something when it takes up all your energy, and then you feel no reward for it? yeah. exactly. even just "not feeling like it" is a reson. "not having energy" is a reason. hey, are these things to get better about if needed? certainly. i wish i could get help with this, it would help me in my life so so much. but should it be seen as ENTIRELY negative and as being a "hinder to society". hell nah. and i think thats swag. cathal is swag he can do this, good for him lmaooo. my brain is deteriorating i apologize.

there was... another thing i wanted to say, but i forgot. so i'll move on.

but just... yeah. i dont think cathal is just lazy. i dont believe in "laziness". he's got reasons for why he prefers naps and just... watching tv instead of doing his work. perhaps he does want to do these things, but gave up on trying. its not worth the effort, it does not feel good. its not stimulating enough to keep him going.

#long #ramble #cathalposting #i...may delete this later i dont know. i both wanna talk to ppl i know about this #but also Do Not Percieve me. I am Afraid Of What People Think #Stay Back Foul Beasts !#alsoy eah i had other stuff to talk about...more on the negative side i guess but??? its. a bit difficult to #give and .. angstier things? negative thoughts? to a character who you see a lot of comfort in. they make you happy #they help you feel better about yourself. you want to see them happy. if theyre happy #youre happy. if theyre sad...well. you are sad. sadness is natural. its a real thing. it happens sometimes. its a part of life #and i have attached some of these things to cathal already. but a few things are hard for me to consider because of The Brain Worms.#i dont want to see him hurt either yknow.#anyways i hope you enjoyer my mental illness ramble. im not normal and you shouldve known that when you followed me #thank you for existing cathal ray toby braveswag #hey fun fact remember how i said i get tired of stuff myself easily well this whole thing made me tired. i was gonna #answer an ask but now im like. man. (melts into a puddle)#(doesnt take a break bc i need instant stimulation and makes things worse for myself)#do yall see why i like cathal so much now gamers?#ya. sorry this got personal. if any of you can handle reading this u deserve a reward.#and maybe i need to start talking about personal things this much. but whatever #this is my blog i can talk about anything and thats the COOL THING!#MWAHAHAHHAHAHA!#dies #ivegot a lot going on in my brain rn cant u tell

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damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog · 1 year

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ELLOOOOOOOOO for your ask game with your MC and Ominis I would like to KNOOOOOOOOOWWWWW:

1, 2, 10, 14, 17, 22, 27, 33, 38, 40!

Feel free to answer all or some if there are any you dont quite like!

HELLO MY LOVELY, thank you so much for submitting these omg 💚 putting a break in here because I am verbose lol

Just a small warning to those reading, the last two allude to nsfw, but I am going to exercise self restraint and not be explicit :)

1: Who would end a heated argument by defending their actions with ‘because I love you!’ ?

A bit of background: Isabel and Ominis went to the Ministry for protection against the Gaunts because his family hunted them down and were both nearly killed the night before their wedding. Isabel was on the receiving end of the cruciatus curse from Ominis' mother, and it was pretty bad. She can't remember anything past that point for the rest of the night. But as Ominis tells her, they both just barely made it to the Ministry. After exploiting a few connections and talking to a few people, Ominis was able to strike a deal: the Ministry will guarantee their protection, but it's strictly a personal favor and they have to repay it. The Ministry made Ominis agree that, if there is a particularly dangerous situation and the Ministry didn’t want to officially be involved, or the aurors were simply too overwhelmed, they would call on the two to take care of the problem. Isabel was pretty upset when she found out later, because he made this huge decision without her. She started panicking and they got into a really big argument about it. Finally, Ominis broke down and told her he did it because he loves her. There was just something in his voice, in the way his shoulders slackened in defeat, that made her stop. She thought back to when he would have rather sacrificed his happiness—their happiness—and called off the wedding just to abate his family’s wrath rather than make that difficult decision there at the Ministry office. She still isn't happy about their new obligation, but she understands why he did it, and she's proud of him for no longer folding whenever his estranged family tries to threaten the peaceful life he’s built for himself.

2: What would they do if the other woke in a manic state after a nightmare?

They both get to experience this one, ha :') If Ominis is disoriented after waking from a nightmare about his family cursing him, he's usually panicking and sobbing. Isabel will cling to him, even if he accidentally hurts her, and will calmly talk to him about how he's safe and they're home in their warm bed, and it's just the two of them. He will curl around her when he's calmer and hold her head to his chest in silent apology. If he's too shaken up to sleep right away, they will take a walk together. Isabel might sometimes also find a book and read to him in a soft voice to distract and soothe him until he's ready to try sleeping again.

Isabel had a really hard time dealing with being kidnapped by Rookwood. After coming to Hogwarts just months earlier and feeling unstoppable, she learned just how vulnerable she still was, and honestly anyone would struggle for years after something like that. Ominis learned it only made things worse to hold her tight when she woke from those nightmares, as she would just struggle against him and get even more upset. So when she has a nightmare, he holds her hand and talks to her. To get her to fall asleep again after she's calmed down and had a cry, he will pull her up onto his chest and wrap his arms around her, stroking her hair and kissing her head.

10: Describe their first date.

Their first date was Isabel taking Ominis for a ride on her hippogriff. Ominis had never ridden a hippogriff before, and it was the most incredible and terrifying experience he'd ever had; his legs nearly gave out when they finally landed. She had taken him to a little overlook she had found earlier in the year, and she told him that she liked to go there whenever the castle got too overwhelming. She described the view to him, and he was touched that she would do that for him, just so he could appreciate it too. As adults, they'll still go back and visit that spot every once in a while when they need to get away from their normal lives.

14: How do their personalities compliment each other? How do they clash?

Both Isabel and Ominis have a penchant for mischief, they both speak and act relatively formally compared to their peers, and they both prefer solitude over the company of others. But Ominis is often more hesitant about the unknown, which really frustrates Isabel. Ominis very nearly cut off their relationship as teenagers for fear of his family hurting her, and Isabel made the argument that they didn't know exactly what would happen. She saw how their love made him happy, and told him he shouldn't throw that away so readily just to keep his family at bay, as much as he feared them. He had relented, but it would take a few more instances like that to convince him to follow his own heart. Isabel loves that Ominis dotes on her, but wishes he would be a little less overprotective sometimes. He is very afraid of Isabel getting hurt or captured—a rather justified fear, given her proclivity for danger. She assures him she can defend herself, but he still fusses over her anyway.

17: Who’s more likely to pull the other in by the waist and kiss them passionately?

Definitely Ominis. Even when they’re married, he’s smitten by her. He might do it after a long day of work when he’s tired and wants to get her in bed. He might also do it out of the blue, just to remind her he loves her. The first time he did it, Isabel thought she might faint right there where they stood in the Room of Requirement. Every time he does it, Isabel feels she could die a happy woman, and it's easily her favorite romantic gesture of his.

Isabel sometimes does it when she's a bit frustrated by him and wants to vent some energy before she gets truly upset with him, either because he's being stubborn about something or because he's in a bad mood and she's tired of it. It's enough to snap him out of it, and he recognizes that it's his cue to reconsider whatever he was saying or doing.

22: What reminds each of their partner?

Ominis has been told that hummingbirds are often a shiny green. He also knows that Isabel's Hogwarts cloak has silky green lining. So, because she's short and small compared to him, he started calling her his little hummingbird and asking where she was flitting off to next. Every time he hears a real hummingbird, he thinks of Isabel and just gets this really cute grin on his face.

Isabel has always been enchanted by Ominis' eyes. He was very self-conscious whenever she would comment on them in the beginning, and she had to constantly reassure him that he was perfect the way he was. She loves how his eyes are like the stars and nebulas she studied in astronomy. So any pale blue star or swath of sparkling galaxy also reminds her of his eyes, and her heart skips a beat whenever she thinks of staring into them.

27: Who is the light weight that needs to be taken care of after a party?

Isabel is the lightweight for sure lol. She's just never been good at holding her liquor, despite her best efforts. If they're at a fancy party and Isabel has too much wine, she just wants to lean against Ominis to feel how comfy his shoulder is against her cheek and close her eyes to rest. She also gets very handsy and flirtatious, asking Ominis if he’s aware of just how pretty he is and if he would please commit acts of pure, raw passion with her once they get home. That’s about the time Ominis has to excuse them both so they can go home and he can put her to bed. He’s usually glad to leave parties anyway, and he thinks she is rather adorable and funny when she’s had too much to drink. He doesn’t see the harm in indulging her just a bit, and enjoys watching her smile with tears brimming in her eyes when he gives her a simple kiss. But it’s straight to bed with her when they get home, even if she continues to flirt with him and starts trying to undress him when he lays her in bed. He will do his best to get some water in her before she passes out, but for the most part he simply has to care for her in the morning when she’s a bit hung over. He might grumble at her for being careless, but they both know he leaps at any opportunity to care for her and will happily bring her whatever she needs throughout the day and cuddle up with her to keep her company.

33: Who’s the better cook?

Isabel is by no means a bad or inexperienced cook, and will make the most delicious sweets if Ominis asks nicely enough, but cooking bores her. She might be a bit more motivated to see a recipe through if Ominis keeps her company in the kitchen, but otherwise she’s extremely fatigued after a simple dish. Hiring cooking staff was one of the first things she did when they got married because she feared starving them both. She’s going to be thrilled with the muggle invention of tv dinners in about 60 years.

Ominis is very proud of how well he can cook using just his wand to aid him, and Isabel enjoys watching him cook. The way he delicately waves his wand and uses his hearing and sense of smell amazes her. She is also just completely enchanted by the sight of him doing simple domestic things. He insists on cooking a special dinner for the two of them every Valentine's Day, and it’s the best food Isabel eats all year.

38: Who is more sexually experimental? Who’s more vanilla?

OOOH, Ominis is for sure more experimental. He was the one to initiate most of their firsts: first kiss, first time messing around, first time having sex, etc.. He's constantly pushing the envelope and wanting to try new things with her. Isabel would be happy with the same old thing every time, but she appreciates how adventurous Ominis is. She was very demure when they met, and it took some time and convincing just to abandon her politeness enough to let Ominis passionately kiss her while his hands wandered. As a married couple, she knows better than to balk at any suggestions he has; she has enjoyed almost everything he has presented, and adores the twinkle he gets in his eye when he's about to ask for something new. She likes to attribute the success of their marriage in part to his need for experimentation in the bedroom.

40: Who has an insatiable appetite? And what does the other do to help?

They're both very passionate, but Ominis is just a bit more frequent about it. When something triggers his need for her, he gets really handsy and just wants to be as close to Isabel as possible, kissing her constantly and telling her how pretty she is. At this point in their relationship, she's pretty clued in and knows it's time to drag her man to the bedroom when he starts in like that. Sometimes she's in a cheeky mood and will wind him up further before she lets him loose. She loves the almost imperceptible frustrated frown he gets when he knows she's teasing him, because it just means he's going to redouble his efforts to pursue her and make whatever comes next all the more satisfying.

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x mc #requests #otp ask game #headcanons #Isabel Greymoore

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essentiallykpopandbl · 2 years

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Well we have arrived at the end. And man did it hurt in so many ways. I dont blame the people who was scared of this ending unhappy. I had thought about not writing this post because I don't really know where to start. But I use this site to write down my feelings, and I have so many after this episode that I need to write it all out. As I said, I don't really know where to begin but here I go I guess.

I feel like I have changed after watching this show. There are some shows that just make me question life, humanity, and people in general. Not necessarily bad questions, just questions. The last show that I felt this way was DNA Says Love You (at least I am pretty sure that was the last one). There are times when certain characters will stick with me long after the show is over. For DNA it was Amber. For 180 degrees, it is Wang. Wang is and will always be the perfect example of a young adult. When we first meet him, he is very lost. Both physically in the woods, but also in his life. The death of his father, the controlling nature of his mother, and his sexuality, has caused him to feel very alone in this world. But beautiful Wang is a fighter. He is curious and demands answers. He wants the world around him to be better, more accepting, and more fair. Does that make him naive? Unwilling to compromise? Maybe.... but he comes from a place where he and his feelings are always pushed to the side. He is ignored and told to fit into a nice little box that others want him in. And through the course of this show and his time with In, we see Wang learn that he needs to fight for his own beliefs and feelings sometimes. That it is not wrong to ask questions, to love, to explore what makes us human. And it is not wrong to have desires and wants. Wang had to learn that while those desires ultimately led to the event that killed his father, he is better off feeling then hiding it away. Wang realized his father can live on in him, as long as he is true to himself. And that is what will carry Wang forward. He was brave enough to fight for who he loves. Strong enough to stand up for what he wants. Willing to speak the truth into existence, even if it will hurt him in the end. Wang deserves better. A better mother, a better life, and for sure a better version of In. But Wang knows he is moving on as a better person. He is healing and ready to continue the fight. I am grateful that I spent the past 8 weeks watching this man show the world (or the smaller group of us who watched this show) what true strength and bravery is.

What is so impressive about the arc Wang goes through, is the complete lack of growth we see from In. In started and ended this show as the same scared broken coward. And I am trying very hard to have some compassion for him. At his core, what In is most afraid of is romantic love from the same gender. He had no problem when Mol and Siam loved him as friends. But then Siam said the word love and it changed everything. In folded in on himself, hiding from the truth, running to escape the words that had been spoken into the air. And it was that cowardice that eventually caused Siam to break as well. And In has lived in the prison he built for himself ever since. And now we have Wang who was brave enough to speak those words into existence again, and In is hiding again. The fight these two had in the bedroom was one of the best displays of acting, and also one of the most heartbreaking scenes to watch. At one point Wang is pleading In to speak the truth back to him. And as Wang is growing more frustrated and emotional, In tells Wang not to yell and Wang yells back about how no one can hear them, they are in the middle of nowhere. And it was in this moment that I think both Wang, and myself, saw how this would end. The problem is not other people, the problem is In. He will never accept himself, ever. And Wang gives it one more try to force In to tell him he loves him but no matter how hateful Wang's words get, no matter how he says it, In will never fight for him. Wang then let's it all out, every last feeling he has bottled up inside of him. And it was harsh, mean, and he said some nasty things. He said the exact thing that In has always felt worst for, that he caused Siam's death. And In is fully broken because of it. Wang sees this shell of a man that he loves and while it breaks his heart, he decides he must leave In. Wang will heal from his broken heart, he will live a wonderful life, and In will stay locked away in his prison, forever hiding from the one person who saw his rock bottom, knows the truth, and found a way to love him anyway.

Oh yeah, and Mol is manipulative, Wang goes out of his way to make her feel better, and he loves her unconditionally. Which is the same as where we started.

I am struggling with my feelings on the ending. On one hand, this is deep down where I thought we were heading. From the beginning, this show has placed Wang and In at very opposing ideologies. It's showed us how much room Wang has to grow and how stuck In was. It goes back to the boundaries they didn't agree on earlier. Wang is willing to push past the boundaries, explore the unknown, find happiness in new places. In wants to stay where it is safe with no venturing into the unknown. And Wang tried to pull him out of the safe zone, but it was the unstoppable force against the immovable object. They collided, it was ugly, and now Wang is on a different path, with nothing blocking his way. On the other hand, that truth hurts. I wanted In to give Wang the happiness he deserves. I wanted smiling as they curl into bed together and comfort knowing they were moving on together. I wanted Wang to bring In to Siam's grave and allow for the closure that only In can ask of Siam. But instead In came into Wang's life for a brief period of time, to teach him something. To aid Wang on his journey. And I will be happy with the thought that somewhere Wang is out in the world, finding happiness and fighting for a world that is better than the one he was given.

#180 degree longitude passes through us

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vampiremilfs · 1 year

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hiiii <3 big ask big answer is what i'm expecting would LOVE to know your top 5/faves across various media that are new(in release or just new to you) this year! so: shows, movies, games, books, songs/albums, new artists you've discovered etc

OMG AAAAA I LOVE THIS ASK

brief comment i wanted to make, but this was the year i finally took control of my mental health and went to go see someone about it so congratulations to me for finally breaking down the wall of "im fine" and allowing myself to admit that i could use some help. that aside, lets get into it! beware, possible spoilers

MOVIES

1. Nope (dir. Jordan Peele) - this movie surprised me so much and reflects a LOT of my views on performative/spectacle-like behavior in front of the Camera and the effects things like hollywood or social media could potentially have on people...not going to get into that but i just liked the movie alot okay

2. X (dir. Ti West) - love me some camp. love mia goth. i also really liked Pearl and cannot WAIT for MaXXXine, i am so ready

3. Cruel Intentions (dir. Roger Kumble) - i dont think 2022 was the first year i watched Cruel Intentions but everytime i watch it, it feels like something brand new...i am so compelled to read the book that its based on like seriously

4. Turning Red (dir. Domee Shi) - this is the only Disney movie that exists to me...the mother-daughter relationship portrayed here is just so personal

5. Kiki’s Delivery Service (dir. Hayao Miyazaki) - yeah im extremely late to watching this lol. i watched literally every other ghibli film growing up but somehow, in some way, skipped over Kiki. so i watched it over the summer as an adult and needless to say...yeah i missed out as a kid asjashd

6. American Psycho (dir. Mary Harron) - this is the funniest film ive seen this whole year. im not even kidding

TV SHOWS

1. Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul - never thought id enjoy a show about a middle-aged white male turning to meth production to make ends meet and becoming the most annoying character ever created, but here we are. loved it, and literally EVERYONE around walt deserved so much better (jesse, gus, johnny/saul, mike, skylar, marie, hank)

2. Ranma 1/2 - ive taken a break from watching new anime this year and started diving into older ones. i love ranma simply bc its a bit ahead of its time and is just so easy to digest. just a fun little show!!! a great way to take my mind off of shit

3. The Sandman - just found out recently that this was a DC comic so congrats to DC for successfully infiltrating my anti-superhero visual barrier LOL. anyways i am in dire NEED of the next season

4. You - PENN BADGLEY. thats all im going to say. im a huge fan of Gossip Girl (2007) and as soon as i saw him playing the lead character i RAN to watch the first season when it dropped. was not disappointed

5. The Witcher - ive never played the game lol but the show is so good...im not a fan of GoT (and therefore will never watch HotD) so this show p much fills the dark fantasy void for me

6. Bridgerton - im so glad i got over my weird distaste and finally gave this show a try...i see the hype, i see it!! and the show itself is so beautiful to look at, despite being historically innacurate or whatever

7. Gossip Girl (2007) - ive watched and rewatched this show a grand total of maybe like....20 times in my life total. rewatched it again this year. all six seasons. it never gets old despite being the most ridiculous insipid shit ever. im also currently watching the new version, and while i love the cast and maybe the soundtrack, it doesnt match up to the campy and fun vibe that the first one had. it takes itself way too seriously and the plot is almost nonexistent lol

but anyway, lets move on to music!! im skipping over books bc i have currently finished NONE from the book haul i had back in october.

MUSIC

just gonna list out a bunch of songs that have carried me thru the last half of this year :]

ass like that victoria monet / bang (my body) chase icon / meta angel fka twigs / wish i never kehlani / king for a day pierce the veil, kellin quinn / pass the nirvana pierce the veil / antagonist nova twins / gibson girl ethel cain / like a tattoo sade / the perfect pair beabadoobee / so it goes tamino / daybreak’s bell l’arc-en-ciel / colors flow / distant tevomxntana, cayo / grapefruit tove lo

sorry if this is extremely long. thanks for asking!!!!!! ❤️

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To return the ask I was unable to answer for you: I'd love to hear your Kingmaker thoughts! Or Wrath, if you'd prefer.

HELP I MISCLICKED BEFORE I WROTE ANYTHING AND HAD TO EDIT THE POST LMFAO anyway im gonna answer for kingmaker only tonight cause i gotta go to bed and i spent too long writing shit out but i might reblog this and add answers for wotr on after work tomorrow lol

Favorite Male Character okay so i could be normal about this. i could. or i could let everyone here know that i mentally put together multiple AUs where esteem got together with dragn after witnessing like three lines of dialogue. yea the smith guy. the one without a portrait even.

BUT if i had to be more normal about it then its gotta be ekun. i just want that guy to be happy and i really enjoy how weirdly well he gets along with esteem. also he's like. the most ruthless good character ive seen in a while which i really find interesting. makes a great minister too. he just has this reassuring presence in your party like hes got your back you dont have to worry. also: dogy :^)

Favorite Female Character

okay so i went into this game assuming kanerah would be my fave and i was like. ready to finally not have to headcanon a romance and shit. and then this bitch named valerie came along. and oh my god she's such a piece of work. so principled. so hypocritical. so abrasive and easy to rile up. she's loyal because she's decided to be loyal. she turns on you for wanting to kill a guy early in act 2 and then turns BACK on him because he hits on her. she doesnt even realise shes gay. ever since she killed fredero because esteem pushed her to do it ive been thinking about it. ive not read the dialogue for her canon straight romance or whatever because honestly i dont care whatever the fuck im doing to her in my head is way more interesting to me. ive done all the stuff for her hellknight ending and im very excited heehee.

Least Favorite Character

kingmaker is interesting in that i had a really poor first impression of a LOT of the companions, but after having gotten to know them, i... honestly dont rlly hate any of them?? there's still a few companions that end up benchwarming for me bc i just like others more, but its really not been like wotr where the party lineup was so polarising for me lmao

WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED JHOD. fuck that guy. i dont even have a particular actually good reason either. i just think his vibes are rancid

Favorite Ship

specifically that moment when hegend drew his weapon and went to attack valerie and the moment combat initiated esteem hit him with the chains of light which was followed by a maximised empowered magma blast from kanerah which one shot him. that felt good

aside from that i kinda wanna see amiri and nilak reconcile at some point??

Favorite Friendship

i like that ekun the complete and utter loner was the person that taught esteem how to actually have friends instead of just manipulating people into appreciating her. i like to think he figured that out by the time his last quest rolled around. they have this kinda silent trust.

Favorite Quote

this was such a good moment to me specifically because of the circumstances of esteem having been chased out of its home because of what it is and then having tartuk tell it that it would never understand?? it was COLD AS ICE telling him that before dealing the killing blow and taking his crown. defining moments tbh

Worst Character Death (if any)

i have a feeling this is yet to come for me 🙃

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment

maybe its silly but thee loyalty these two have hehehe

Saddest Moment

TBH another thing i think is yet to come for me.... i know that last act is gonna hit hard

Favorite Location

the swamp witch's hut... i actually really love the old beldame and all the lil storylines going on in that map so so much it rlly helped me solidify a bunch of important things abt esteem's backstory too lol

#ask meme #replies #i wanted to answer for wotr as well but i have work tomorrow :^(#esteem #long post #pfkm

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lesbians4kenny · 2 years

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| Lucky to have you

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| Genre : Comfort/ Fluff / x Reader

| Reader’s gender: G/N

| CW : Insecure reader, no specific insecurites are mentioned though

| Characters : Kyle Broflovski

| Highschool AU

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| It was a Saturday night as you were in your room, getting yourself prepared for tonight, you could barely even stop yourself from smiling! You hadn’t seen your boyfriend in forever.

| Finishing your hair as you got up from the chair you previously were sat on, making your way towards your bed to grab your phone. But coming to a sudden halt as you approached your mirror.

| You glared at your reflection, you just put on your most-adored outfit, with the plans of going out with your boyfriend. Yet you just couldn’t stop staring at yourself, not in the good way either as the more you scanned yourself the more annoyance you felt.

| “Have I always looked like this?”, “Since when did this look so bad on me?”, “How am I supposed to fix this?” You thought to yourself, each and every insecurity of yours as bright as day in your eyes.

| The thought of Kyle— no, anyone seeing you like this horrified you. You were supposed to have a great day out with your boyfriend, you two have been so busy with exams lately to the point you’ve barely spoken to eachother.

| You were so excited for this day, yet here you are. Breaking down from just looking in the mirror, at yourself, at the features you deemed oh so unworthy of love. From not just you but others aswell.

| Too absorbed in your thoughts, that you hadn’t noticed the voice, knocking at your door.

| “Y/N,” knock knock “are you ready?”

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| . .

| . . .

| Why the hell weren’t you responding?

| He tried again, repeating the same movement and question. But he was still deprived of an answer, slowly opening the door out of concern. He scanned your weeping figure shaking on the floor as he stood in the doorway, stunned.

| “Y/N??” as soon as he got ahold of himself, he dashed down next to you, on his knees patting your back. “Hey, hey what happened? Are you alright?” He knew it was an idiotic question but he didn’t know what else to do except for bringing you into an embrace until you finally were more composed.

| You sat there, in his arms— your figure was still slightly shaking, ashamed of yourself for being so vulnerable infront of the person you loved most.

| A few minutes passed, you were finally relaxed and were able to speak without tearing up even more. He looked down at you, caressing your back as you relaxed yourself. He awkwardly averted his emerald orbs around, not certain on what to do.

| “So uh, wanna talk about it?”

| You looked up at him, still sniffing, before opening your mouth to let out one of the few sentences he had never expected you to say, or ever even having the thought of asking in the first place.

| “What is there to like about me?” Your breath hitched.

| It felt like the world stopped. Why would you ask him that? Why would you NEED to ask him that? Did he do something to upset you and make you doubt yourself?

| “What is there NOT to like about you, Y/N?” He sat there, still uneasy about the sudden question

| “It’s just—“, you tried your best not to breakdown mid-sentence again, “how are you attracted to me? Especially when I look like this. There were so many other people you could’ve chosen, yet it was I who you picked. Why?”

| His heart felt like it shattered into a million bits, he felt absolutely pathetic. He can’t believe you’d think of yourself as so unworthy to even be associated to him. Though it seems he took too long to think of answer as you’re currently starting to tear up..again.

| “Wait— dont cry! Y/N please, I promise you that you’re everything I could ever ask for. I swear.” He sat up wiping your tears away with haste, holding your face gently with his hands, giving you a quick peck on the forehead before resuming the topic at hand.

| “You’re the most beautiful person a guy like me could ever dream of, please, dont ever think youre not worthy of my love. We both know you are and always will be, alright? No matter whats making you feel like this I still adore every bit of you. Never doubt yourself. And my love for you doesnt stop at your beauty. Your personality, every aspect of it, even when youre mad at me I still adore you. I wish I could just express all my love at once, I really do.” He lowered his head, “I love you, Y/N L/N, so please, please promise me you’ll never doubt yourself like this again.”

| Tears ran down your cheeks as you leaned in for a heart-warming kiss, everything about the man made you absolutely giddy and thats all you need to worry about. (other than how the hell he got into your apartment)

WORD COUNT : 815

A/N: dude it took like 2h for me to write this i hope i didnt mess up his character 😭 im only on season 4 soo 😕 but i hope its enjoyable somewhat!

#south park x reader #south park #kyle broflovski #kyle south park #kyle x reader #fluff #comfort #insecure reader #first fanfic #sweating rn bro #kyle broflovski x reader #south park x insecure reader #gender neutral reader #GN reader #good ending #my back hurts bro

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Small Victories

Hello this is my first time trying to write stuff like this. This is going to be a series, I have no clue how long it will be. The paring is Han Jisung x F!Reader. The reader isn't into K-Pop but when your best friend gets your friend group a position in a contest to win a chance to preform with stray kids. You may not want to do it but you will do anything for Gwen. What can happen its not like you'll win.

No warning in this part possibly in the future

Waking up to the sounds of my phone going off I groaned and snached the annoying device off of my bedside table. Fumbling with the device I managed to turn it around the screen lighting up in my face. Squinting my eyes I looked at the time it was about 1pm i shook my head at how late it was. My sleeping schedule is basically broken and the fact my room is protected from all sunlight doesn't help. My phone went off again bring my attention back to what originally woke me up. I quickly recognized the group chat letting out a sigh and I opened the messages ready to be stressed out.

Rolling my eyes I locked my phone screen tossing the device to the side. I don't understand why they need me. I'm sure we have another friend that would take my place. When Mindy said I was the best dancer she wasn't lying. The only things i'm good at in life are dancing. Music, and drawing. So I understand the want for me to participate but still this competition's prize is performing with a famous K-Pop group called Stray Kids. Most people would die to get this opportunity, not me however. I never have been super into K-Pop. I think the dances are fun and all. I've just never really listened to it much, it's definitely something my friends judge me for.

I guess I have no choice but to commit. They did go to a comic book convention for me and none of them are into my nerdy hobbies. Except Gwen she's my best friend and biggest supporter, she's the only one of my friends that know i'm writing a comic book. She's the biggest stray kids fan i've ever met so the only reason i'll do this is for her. I highly doubt we will win but ill give it my all. After overthinking this contest I got up and got ready for what was left of the day. As i finished eating my phone started ringing.

Picking it up I saw Gwen calling me. I answered the phone and paced it to my ear. “City morgue, can I help you?” I said smoothly, earning a laugh out of my friend.

“Very fun! So have you thought about who in the group you wanna perform as?” she asked me this and I was dumbfounded. No, of course not. I didn't know we needed to perform as one of them.

“What are you talking about?” I questioned her i dont think ive ever been more confused about a competition.

“Dummy! Did you not read the email I sent you?” she asked me this like i just sit with my email open waiting for her to send me things.

“No i in fact didn't but since you're here why don't you enlighten me.'' I said with a little attitude.

She huffed at me and explained that it's not just a dance competition we have to cover songs and dances from stray kids on stage. Our judges are the group themself and a few representatives from JYP. Oh so I signed up for way too much. I thought we'd just have to dance but now we have to perform in costumes and everything.

“Oh so the con was that bad that i'm being forced to sing and dance?” I asked half way joking.

“Y/n we got hit on by so many creepy men!” This shut me up because she was right that did happen the whole time. “I don't care if we win but I know you can sing and dance. I also know you love me enough to do this for me.” Gwen was right again and I'd do anything for her.

“Fine, i don't know you pick who i cover. I'll look into copying their stage presence." I hated having to copy somebody but sadly for these contests they want that.

After talking for a while we decided I was gonna main Hans parts including high notes, rapping, and his choreo. I was going to switch to Felix and Hyunjin for a few parts of their choreo. Gwen and the other girls concluded their dancing was too hard to memic. We had to pick five songs to perform. My only request was Charmer, I liked it when my friends would play that song plus I've seen the dance a lot. They picked the other four songs God’s Menu, Maniac, Back Door, and Hellivator. I explicitly got told Hellevator was going to win it for us, something about how good our high notes are gonna be.

I stayed up late working on my comic. Also if I went to sleep that meant I had to wake up. Waking up tomorrow meant that I would have to start studying Stray Kids, which I wasn't looking forward to. We have a month to be ready and I have no doubt there is no way we could win.

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