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chrissturnsgirlll222 · 3 months

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second, never first

part one | part two | part three | part four

chris x fem!reader

summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become close friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.

warnings - underage drinking, throwing up, use of y/n, BOYS (no smut… for now lol and yes i am 18) currently not proofread or written with pristine punctuation

word count - 2500+?? (i know its long but i had a bunch of ideas for the beginning)

this is also my first story so pls be kind :) also just wanted to mention that i wouldn’t have the courage to write and post if it werent for other writers on this app so i would just like to tag and thank a few accounts who inspired me to write<3

@lovingmattysposts @flowerxbunnie @strniohoeee @lacysturniolo @strawberrysturniolo @flynnriderishot @stuniolobbg

for as long as i could remember, being the second option was all i knew. just always being the backup, never the go to.

this constant course of events led to my passion of reading and writing, pretty much consuming myself with content or sources that provided me with a sense of belonging, or just putting myself into a different reality.

i always had been drawn to romance. its a un-comforting comfort for me, if that makes sense. i love reading about it and watching movies about it but love just seemed so out of reach. im sure many people feel this way but i just believe there are certain people in the world that just go through life without any sort of romantic experiences. now while that may be true i also think thats just something i made up in my head to comfort myself from the fact that i have never had a single romantic experience, ever. i mean im 17 years old and havent even had my first kiss. hell i havent even held hands with a boy.

that of course all changed during my senior year.

“oh my god look at what cody sent me” anna says.

anna is my best friend, though at times she felt like my biggest competition. she is everything im not. constantly talking to boys, what people consider ‘boy pretty’, very out going and popular. the fun one.

i look over at her phone to see a text from one of the many boys shes talked to in the past year “i thought you guys were done?” i say

“yeah were not talking like that anymore but i still talk to him here and there” she says

“i dont know if thats the best idea, i mean if you guys keep talking hes probably going to get the wrong impression”

“your such a buzz kill sometimes” she says slightly annoyed. i stay silent. I might sound like a complete bitch here but when your friend is constantly talking or complaining about guy, a, b and c you eventually get bored and exhausted of hearing about it, I try my hardest to be understanding when she brings up guys, but I’m apparently never supportive enough to her standards. I suppose she wants me to be there and give her advice but what do I have to offer to that conversation?

we were driving through the school parking lot to park in our usual spot next to chris.

chris is, well complicated. ive known him since 7th grade and hated him up until about 3 months ago when senior year started. the friendship started off with him just parking next to my car everyday and him just pestering me all the time but the longer we kept parking together, the more we grew to enjoy our casual conversations.

we both roll down our windows.

“morning” i say waving at him, anna does the same “hey, i wanna skip first block if you guys are down” he says “you know i would never say to to that” anna says “ehh i dont know about today i have a bio project i need to work on and didnt getting the planning sheet so i should probably head in” i say

“alright, anna come on i wanna get mcdonalds” chris says tapping on his passenger seat.

“looks like its just us this morning! y/n me and chris can just go get food and ill bring you back something for lunch” anna says turning to me.

“ill see you guys at lunch” i say grabbing my bag and locking my car doors as anna gets in to chris’ car and they drive off.

if you havent caught the weird passive tone from anna, thats how she was. no matter how much i tried she always had to be the centre of attention . i honestly dont even think she does it on purpose. i love her and she is my best friend but i just find her insufferable at times, its just who she is. chris is a great friend to me but i always caught the vibe that chris liked anna or at least thought she was hot. which is also why i think he treats her with more respect than me.

now when i said we grew to like eachother i left out a slight detail.

even though i hated chris for most of high school for the way he treated me and constantly teased me, i couldnt help myself from starring at him from time to time as he talked or even looking at his hands. not only was he visually pleasing he could be really sweet and the conversations we shared were really meaningful at times. was he attractive, yes. was he a complete asshole to me for years and still hasnt apologized, yes. did i completely fall head over heels for him when he began to show me his nice side, sadly yes.

its so cliche but i fell for my “bully” so to speak. i hated myself for it but what i hated even more was how much i let my feelings for him effect how i saw myself even more as the second option. if it came down to it and me anna and him were the only people in the world he would still fuck anna before he even though about kissing me.

i know that i might only feel this way towards him simply because hes the only male thats shown me any attention at all. though it hasnt always been positive or romantic it was still something that i had never experienced from a male before.

like i said, second option.

i finish up my final class and head out to my car and wait for anna who is doing god knows what considering i drive her home everyday after school. while waiting for anna, chris gets into his car and starts it to heat up as it is the beginning of winter. i watch what hes doing through his car window as he scrolls on his phone for a sec and then storms into the backseat of my car, always the backseat.

my head whips around to look at him and he looks annoyed. “why do you look mad” i say. “look at what this bitch said to me” he says leaning up to the middle console shoving his phone in my face and i read texts from a girl hes talking to.

friday 3:14pm

alice: chris i cant keep talking to you

chris: what do you mean

alice: i mean that i cant keep talking to you what were doing is messing with my head and i dont want to be a victim of one of your fuck and dumps

chris: im sure i have many other girls who would kill to be in your position

alice: then go have them i dont want to be apart of your sick and twisted hookups

“ok wow” i say my eyes wide “i didnt even know you were talking to alice”

“well now you do, and im not anymore apparently” he says throwing his arms up as he sinks in to the middle seat. “we have been fucking since the halloween party, remember when i kissed her infront of you?” he says in a duh tone.

ah yes halloween. the night i went home crying after said kiss was shared infront of my face.

“yes i remember” i say blankly.

“we were supposed to hangout tonight but she decided to blow me off, i was ready to get my dick wet but i guess ill just have to be fucking boring alone” he says as i make a disgusted face.

“well i dont know what to te-“ i was cut off by anna coming into the car.

“ok sorry i took so long but i was just getting the details for a party tonight!” she says out of breath. chris sits up at the news, “maybe i will get my dick wet then.” he says smirking and jokingly raising his eyebrows.

“what? alice blew you off already.” anna says turning to chris. i dont bother questioning why anna knew and i didnt because im sure i know answer.

“yep and im scoring tonight.” he says fake punching the air as me and anna giggle.

anna and i finished getting ready at her place, her wearing jeans and a hot pink tank top and me in black jeans and a white long sleeve crop top. i stare at myself in the mirror when i hear annas phone go off with a text from chris.

friday 10:27pm

chris: here

“anna! chris is here!” i yell grabbing my phone and my drinks for the night from my bag and start making my way downstairs as i hear her close behind me. i tie up my shoes as i hear her grab her drinks from her fridge and say bye her parents. i wave goodbye to her parents as well and we make our way out to chris’ car.

upon entering were greeted by matt, chris’ brother in the passenger seat.

“hey matt i didnt know you were coming out tonight!” i say smiling at him as loud music blasts from chris’ speakers.

“yeah nicks also going so i just tagged along, plus i need to drive you guys home since chris is drinking tonight.” he says lightly punching chris in the arm. “oh yeah, speaking of nick where is he?�� i say. “nicks already there he came with his friends.” i nod in response and sit back starting to chug down one of my drinks. i may be a buzz kill in annas eyes but i knew how to party and loved drinking with my friends.

matt is chris’ triplet brother along with nick. i never really got to know his brothers all that well, i just know that matt has become a lot more comfortable around me and anna as we have started to spend more time with chris.

once we arrive to the party me and anna walk around to see whos there and we meet up with some of our other friends. i can see chris from across the room laughing and talking to nick and matt.

the night goes on and i finish my fourth cooler of the night and head out to the car to grab another. when i step outside the cool air hits me and i instantly regret the 2 shots of tequila i had on top of the fruity coolers i had throughout the night. shivering and rubbing my arms i continue walking to chris’ car to sit down for a sec and when i reach the backseat i see chris’ naked back and steamy windows. i take a step back once i realize whats happening.

i knew he was going to end up fucking someone tonight since thats what he said his plan was but i did not need to fucking see it. hes not mine for the taking obviously, but seeing him constantly with girls just hurt.

i turn around to walk back into the house but suddenly feel sick to my stomach. i hunch over and throw up in the middle of the road. i cough and collapse to my knees continuing to gag as strings of spit come out of my mouth. i hear a car door shut behind me as i try to stand up wiping my mouth. i feel arms grab my waist and pick me up bridal style and thats the last thing i remember before everything went black.

i wake up in a car with the same clothes on from the party, still drunk, my hair crispy and the smell of cologne. i look around me and realize its chris’ backseat im laying in but its still pitch black out.

i hear faint voices outside and the door my head is resting on swings open and my head flys back.

“holy shit chris are you trying to kill her” i hear matts voice. “shut up, i didn’t know you put her head there.” chris says as he starts pulling me out of the car.

“chris” i say quietly. “holy shit your awake” he says leaving me to sit up. “yeah i am, what happened. i think i- blacked out.” i say slurring my words.

“well i was in the middle of getting with summer-“ he says getting on his knees to talk to me better “and i just heard gagging outside the car and it was bothering me and i looked outside the car and you were bent over on the middle of the road throwing up. i just grabbed you and told summer to fuck off and put you in the car while i grabbed matt and anna.”

“oh my god” i say as i nod off.

“woah woah stay with us here, chris lets get her inside now” matt says placing my head back up.

“where is anna?” i question.

“we had to drop her home and bring you to our house since she said her parents couldn’t see you like this.”

“of course” i say

classic anna.

“what time is it?” i ask rubbing my eyes.

“2:44am” chris grunts taking me out of the car.

“ok lets get you inside” chris says pulling me up to stand. “you think you can walk inside?” he says still holding me up. “ill try.”

he lets go of me and i slowly make it up to the front of their house but start wobbling once i reach the steps and feel both matt and chris grab either side of me and help me up to the front door. matt holds on to my arm as he uses the house key to get inside and i walk in.

they walk me over to the living room couch and i slump over resting my head on the arm rest of the couch.

“where is she going to sleep?” matt says. “my room obviously.” chris says as i smile to myself.

“come on y/n” he says picking me up again and bringing me to his room to lay on his bed. “im gonna give you clothes to change into since yours are covered in vomit.” he says opening drawers. i nod my head as my eyes close.

he tosses me a big white shirt with some graphic designing on it “can you dress yourself or-“ i cut him off “yea- yeah i got it” i say sitting up right and hiccup.

he turns around so i can change into the shirt. i begin taking my long sleeve off and i get one arm off before i get stuck. “chris, help” i say quietly and he turns around to see me with my arms slouched and my eyes closed. he rushes over “lift up your arms” he says pulling my hands up. i hold them up as he grabs the hem of my shirt and slowly pulls up. i admire chris as he pulls off the shirt completely throwing my shirt across the room all while being careful not to look at me.

he grabs his shirt and places it gently over my head and then threading my arms through the shirt. “wait” he says walking over to his closet, grabbing a pair of his sweatpants and walking over to me with them. i sit there with my eyes closed smiling as i had thought about the scenario of him taking my clothes off many times, just not the me being so drunk i cant dress myself part.

he takes my jeans off and helps me in to his sweatpants still being respectful and not starring at my body. “ill be right back just sit here im going to get you water and an advil.” he say as he walks out of the room. i just sit there, my eyes still closed, still smiling and nod at his sentence.

i lay back down on his bed and wait as i hear him rushing upstairs talking to matt and nick before walking back in to the room sitting down at the end of his bed. “sit snd open up.” i obliged to his words before he places two advils on my tongue.

“im going to fill up your mouth with water so don’t breathe.” he says opening up a water bottle and slowly pouring some in to my mouth while my head tilts upwards slightly. he watches me with concern as i swallow the water.

“please never get drunk like this ever again, you really freaked everyone out kid.” he says. i don’t respond and nod at his words.

kid, the all too familiar nickname chris gave me. it always made me feel weird when he called me this as if he was an authority figure or something.

i lay back down on his bed and close my eyes and quickly drift off to sleep. the last thing i remember from that night is him crawling in to his bed next to me and turning off his light.

“goodnight kid”

thank you for reading!!!

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo edit #sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo x y/n

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thestarpletsystem · 5 days

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(I get angry in this one, probably more syscourse so I tagged as such.)

I need to start blocking people on sight. I want to argue with these ass clowns, but frankly it’s running us dry. We don’t want your shitty behavior. Fucking grow up. You are the exact thing you seek to destroy, fake claimers and spreaders of misinformation. Seriously. Find something better to do. Combat actual misinformation. Find a hobby. Go to therapy and get actual help for your DID, since it’s apparently so horrible for you. Maybe thats why you’re so insufferable. Go play some video games. Do something productive (not whatever you’re doing right now.)

If you think I’m gonna send death threats to you, no I won’t. I’m better than that, but are you?

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heyo-428 · 6 months

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So I said i’m a comment on a post I would share my Rafal playlist with you all and I want to preface this by saying some of these songs are based off my own interpretations of his character or personal headcanons.

Tagging the sge prequel fans bc obvi

@liketwoswansinbalance @thescarlettshrimpernel @harmonyverendez @discjude @rosellemoon

The songs with reasons are all below the cut!

MAJOR SPOILERS!!!

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

- Do i need to explain?

Mastermind - Taylor Swift

- “No one wanted to play with me as a little kid

So I've been scheming like a criminal ever since

To make them love me and make it seem effortless

This is the first time I've felt the need to confess

And I swear

I'm only cryptic and Machiavellian 'cause I care”

THATS THE MOST RAFAL THING EVER

Also the last line, reminds me of the scene where he’s talking to the students and getting them to hell him fight against Rhian he says something like “if i’ve gone to far it was to protect everyone”

Sign of the Times - Harry Styles

- Idk reminds me of his death

- And “we never learn we’ve been here before” makes me think of the fact he got stabbed by the Storian in Rise and Fall and the symbolism it holds.

Mercy - Shawn Mendes

- “I’m prepared to sacrifice my life” is when he jumped in front of Rhian in Rise

Bad Habit - Steve Lacy

- “I wish I knew you wanted me”

Idk it’s giving James X Rafal yk

People I Don’t Like

- Fits his personality lmao

Murders - Miracle Musicsl

- “All for nothing at all” IS HIM DYING IN FALL LIKE “oh i did all that for rhian and got nothing in return”

Gilded Lily - Cults

- Same as above “Haven’t I given enough?”

- Also, “Always the fool with the strongest heart”

Christmas Kids - Roar

“You’ll change your, and change your mind, and leave this fucked up place behind, but I’ll know I’ll know.” Rhian killing and taking his identity and Rafal being the only who knows :(((

Heather - Conan Gray

- Another James X Rafal one but “But you like her better, I wish I was Heather,” BUT MAKE IT KYMA BECAUSE APPARENTLY JAMES AND KYMA ARE A THING? (Where did Soman find that one? Up his ass?)

Another Love - Tom Odell

- Him not being able to show sympathy for anyone else really because he’s wasted all his time and energy on Rhian

If I Killed Someone for You - Alec Benjamin

- Since Rafal had changed who he was for Rhian to be good I thought this was fitting since the point of the song is “I killed a part of myself for you, am I enough now?”

Many more Taylor Swift songs but I didn’t want my playlist to be a ton of Taylor Swift. I can’t think of some off the top of my head right now.

#rise of sge #rise of the school for good and evil #fall of sge #fall of the school for good and evil #sge #school for good and evil #the school for good and evil #rafal mistral #rhian mistral #sge prequels

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spacerockwriting · 14 days

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Weekly Tagging thing

tagged by @stocious @energieve and @spookygingerr

Today we're getting Back to Basics with a good old-fashioned getting-to-know-you tag game!

(disclaimer: there is presently a glitch with tumblr that only allows you to tag 5 people per line in your text posts. to remedy that, you can separate your tags into different lines as i have at the bottom of this post to ensure that everyone that's tagged knows they've been tagged!)

let's get started!

name: Comet

age: A Nosho and a third? Something like that. I cant math.

your time zone: EST.

what do you do for work? office jobs that are not Floor 34.

do you have any pets? Just my lil angel pie Nico.

what first drew you to this fandom? i think tik toks just started appearing and I knew Cam from Malcolm in the middle and then idk, apparently Luka was like "Oh yeah I've seen some of it," and I found it was on netflix and now I'm almost on my third rewatch.

are you a morning person or a night owl? Night Owl who actually sleeps

what are your hobbies? reading, writing, i do play guitar and video games sometimes.

how tall are you? 5'3 in the freedom units as they say.

if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? anywhere thats not here???

favorite color? black red orange blue

favorite book? book? Perks of Being a Wallflower.

favorite movie? See above

favorite fic?Shamy fic??? I love me CG. CG and Africa.

favorite musical artist: Green Day

what is your average screen time so far this week? i work on a computer.

what's the first app you open in the morning? discord. Making sure no one died in the chat. I need my Gallafic friends

how long have you been on tumblr? since like 2010.

finally (and i know this one is hard) tell me a fun fact about yourself: i go to florida tomorrow

tagging: @deathclassic @roryonic @transmurderbug @transmickey @ian-galagher

#comet rambles

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xumoonhao · 2 months

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i was tagged by @onedirecton to tag 10 ppl i want to get to know better and make a few questions :3 hehe, thank you sm alice :3

favourite colour: purple, hehe :3 alice i love that we have the same fav colour 💜💜💜 favourite food: ahhhh, i love most things!!! i do have a soft spot for soups and stews tho like they are so so wonderful……… mutuals pls gather round im giving you all a bowl of w/e soup or stew you like rn 🍲 song stuck in my head: babaero by randy santiago!!! its been stuck in my head since i first listened to it like it really is just so good, god… funky city pop music is really everything to me!!!!!!!! absolute best genre of music ever <<<333 i give it one thousand million hearts <- this was my last obsession bc i wrote all these answers down like. a week ago and forgot to post it so now the song stuck in my head is dagundong by alamat :3 its so good btw~! last long i listened to: hala by alamat!!! spotify did the only good thing its ever done by reintroducing me to alamat again like they are So Good oh my god...highly recommend their music!!! the way they work Filipino history into their videos and songs is soooooooo beautiful omg..... dream trip: hhhhhh i want to go to SO many places but my absolute DREAM is japan!!! id love to check out tokyo bc its so not like where i grew up - a bustling metropolis is what i want to live in like literally get me outta my small town this is not the place for meeeeee 😭 - but nara….the deer there……….god i need to go so BAD and i also just want to go to a cherry blossom festival once like pls…pls :( other than tho id LOVE to visit the great bear rainforest!!! like it just looks so so beautiful and its really not too far from me omg……. last tv show/movie: im currently watching the cherry magic anime (it is so good and so cute omg i forgot how much i enjoy the story….) and rewatching kyou kara maoh which is really and truly such a beloved anime To Me like its absolutely ridiculous god i love it sm!!! and i dont remember the last movie i watched?? i Think it was skinamarink but i could be wrong bc i watched that early last year and surely ive seen a movie since then…? but also maybe not bc i truly do only watch like 1 movie a year 😭 <- also update to this bc i watched sweet home a couple days ago!!! it was quite good and i really enjoyed the practical effects in it :3 older horror movies really have such a beloved place in my heart ahhh...also in writing this i remember i watched The Thing after skinamarink...i. only watched horror movies apparently spicy/sweet/savory: SPICY 🌶️🌶️🌶️ i do like all these things but if i had to choose id def go spicy over either of these!!! i do like spicy + sweet tho like omg one time i had spicy chocolate frozen yogurt and it was sooooooo good !!! idk what was used to make it spicy but i Adored it wahhhh~

also!!! in your lil tag game it said to make a few cool questions so i will make some <<<333

If you could be any animal, would you choose to be a domesticated animal or a wild one? Domesticated can extend to a wild animal that has been individually raised in a home, i.e., someone raising a raccoon a pet.

What is your favourite medium of creation? If you don't really engage in making things, pick whatever you're most interested in trying :3 And by medium I mean everything from drawing or making music or writing…anything creative!

What is/are your favourite(s) combination of colours?

Imagine your perfect summer day; what does it look like? Give as much description as you want :3

What is your favourite celestial object?

now, ill tag @grlfriends, @kwonhochi, @vampirebiter, @wonhosgrl, @librapropaganda, @honeydewtual, @heartual, @10281, @taengoo, @morgoth, @bixiaoshi, @ghostfeather, @ashmp3, @lovenee, @earlymay, @anglerfishare1inchto3feetlong, and @huiven!!! only if you want, ofc :3 and i know it said only 10 ppl but you see. i lost count while tagging ......... but thats fine <3

#this was really fun to do thank you again alice :3 #also!!! if u see this and i didnt tag u but u wanna do it anyways pls just pretend i tagged you :3 spiritually i tagged all my mutuals <3 #tag games

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sca-rian · 2 years

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my howl's moving castle inspired au, the long masterpost:

*will use scar's moving castle as a tag for this!

consider: grian manages a family business with his sister, pearl. their life is anything but glamorous, and grian doesnt have much prospects of ever leaving his town and doing something different. he hears stories about big cities full of possibilities, magic (hes isnt sure if he believes in that), a moving castle and a handsome wizard who steals the hearts of young women;

one day, grian gets cursed by the wizard of the wastes (joel), after he comes into his shop late in the shift and they get into a heated discussion over the existence (or lack, thereof) of magic. joel thinks of it all as just a silly prank, a curse that can be easily lifted or is just naturally disappearing after a few days;

joel girlbossed too close to the sun, though. the curse is bad. grian wakes up finding out that his body has started to grow feathers. its uncomfortable and borderline painful at times, specially on his back;

after properly freaking out, he tries to deal with it as best as he can, chugging some painkillers, wearing oversized clothes and going to work as if nothing is wrong. pearl notices something unusual, tho—perhaps its grian's murderous expression whenever he remembers joel's face. hes going to kill that bastard;

the curse gets progressively worse as the days go by, until grian can no longer easily hide it and pearl finds out by the ungodly amount of feathers spread around their house. she, of course, gets worried, and tell grian they need to find the wizard that cursed him somehow, or perhaps asks someone else for help;

they dont know any other witches and wizards, since, until last week, grian was pretty sure those didnt even exist. until pearl mentions that one dude who apparently steal hearts and was around town with his moving castle;

grian tells her thats a legend to scare young people so they wont go around talking to strangers. pearl argues that she knew of a lady who disappeared after allegedly spending time with the wizard;

grian supposes that man, if he actually exists, isnt the most trustworthy. but 1. hes not a young lady, which appears to be the ones who get their hearts stolen and 2. he has nothing to lose, really, besides some of his time;

pearl offers to go with him, but grian insists for her to stay (shes a young woman, after all). so grian leaves by himself in good old ghibli fashion: taking with him nothing but a block of cheese, some bread and a clock;

he founds the moving castle with ease: its ridiculously big and it makes no sense at all, having many weird bump outs, few windows, a dramatic copper roof and many chimneys. if anything, it looked like the weirdest house ever and nothing like a castle. something about it was still charming, tho: he just couldnt point out what.

development for this au just started, but so far it includes:

scar being weird and overly dramatic, but still charming. he also refuses to pay taxes;

cub as scar's weird demon roommate, with whom he made a contract many years ago. cub is so miserable sometimes that he regrets getting scar's heart (or his soul, whatever). cub keeps the "castle" moving with overly complicated redstone magic and fire that allegedly comes from the depths of hell;

scar sending threatening letters to joel. many of them. demanding for him to break the curse. joel ignores every single one;

he eventually gets pissed and goes with grian to look for joel, who admits the curse wasnt supposed to be that strong and now he doesnt know how to break it. scar turns him into a frog and joel is kept hostage;

joel still does his best to be as annoying as possible despite the limitations of his new body.

it also includes:

scarian falling in love;

found family;

silly cliche romance tropes;

romcom elements;

characters acting like divorced couples;

funky magical men with their funky little spells;

light angst.

i want to write this but im afraid i might not have the time. still want to brainrot tho so im accepting asks! you may also write with this au as long as you credit me! :)

#hermitshipping #trafficshipping #boli writes #hermitcraft #grian #gtws #goodtimewithscar #scarian #fanfic #smallishbeans #scar's moving castle

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itsalltaken · 2 years

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Maybe In Another Lifetime (Part I)

Steve Harrington x Reader

Synopsis: It’s always been Nancy, but now that she’s with Jonathan, maybe there’s slight hope for you after all.

Words: 974

Warnings: A lil bit of angst and fluff:3

A/n: This can be read as a stand alone and just pure angst, but if you want a happy ending then you guys can read part 2🥰(I suggest reading the part 2 since straight up angst just stings like a bitch) Also, if you want to be tagged when I post, just comment, message, or dm me<3

•~•

“Alright, you guys stay here for a moment” I say as I carefully drop Steve to the other stall of the bathroom “I’ll just get some medical supplies and patch you up as best as I can” I tell Steve before rushing out the door and go in search for my bag.

Nancy had always told me to keep an emergency kit in my bag since I was apparently a klutz and needed it for when I get severely hurt. Even since we were children, I was the one that kept falling down or tripping on rocks, but I guess the one time that I fell when it hurted the most was when I fell for Steve. I mean honestly, I really didn’t mean to, but when Steve had started becoming friendly to me, I couldn’t help but fall. I thought that maybe he liked me, but apparently not, he just wanted to increase his chances in me saying yes to him in helping court Nancy.

Even after they broke up, my heart still couldn’t stop beating for him. The guilt ate me up when Nancy got with Jonathan and I told her the truth. She was forgiving about it and was honest that maybe she and Steve weren’t the best for each other, even going as far as to encourage me to be honest with my feeling- Aha! There it is

Spotting my bag, I rummage through it and practically throw all of the contents out of the bag before finally seeing the small pouch with a red cross on it. Taking it and holding it tight against my chest, I run for the bathroom again, nearly falling a few times and possibly getting face planted. Reaching the door, I was about to yank it open when I hear Steve.

I feel myself smile as I hear his words. Was this the chance I could finally be honest and trust that he reciprocates. I get ready to go inside with my heart beating out of my chest when I hear him say that this girl had helped decode Russian. But I didn’t help decode any Russia-

Robin.

He was talking about Robin

He liked Robin. Not me. Robin

I feel my heart fall back to my stomach and suddenly, I don’t feel it beating out of my chest anymore. It wasn’t beating with excitement. It just stood still. Like time froze.

It was silent inside for a moment, but I could hear low murmuring. Taking that as a sign, I walk inside to see that Steve and Robin were now in the same stall.

If it was possible, my heart would’ve fallen deeper than my stomach. Did she reciprocate and accept his feelings?

Clearing my throat, I approach Steve and kneel down beside him “I uh- I got the kit”

It had been silent for a few moments before Steve broke it off by saying something horrid about Tammy. The both of them started going on and on about Tammy.

Chuckling a little to ease the tension, I sent questionable looks between the two

“So what’s happening?”

The two exchange looks for a moment before Robin takes a deep breath and faces me with a hard look in her eye

“I- I swing the other way, Y/n” ... Huh?

“... I’m sorry. What?” I ask, my eyebrows furrowing

“I... I don’t like... men”

“Oh... Oh... Well... good for you then” I smile, trying to be supportive. It was a surprise, thats for sure, but I’m not just gonna throw away our friendship because she liked women.

Glancing at Steve, I can’t help but wonder how he’s taking all of this. I mean he confessed to the girl that doesn’t like him or his gender. I thought he’d be sad and mopey, but he looked surprisingly calm.

They continued talking for the rest of the time that I was patching up Steve. One I finished coating his puffy eye with the ointment, I keep everything away and lean on the wall beside Robin.

“Hey, you okay?” Steve asked me when I let my eyes close for a moment

“Yeah... just tired of all this”

“I guess that makes two of us” Steve jokes, chuckling a little

“Hey Y/n?” Robin asked all of a sudden, shifting her whole body to look at me. I only gave a hum, a tell tale sign of me telling her to continue “Have you ever been in love?”

I pause. Opening my eyes, I look back at her and think for a moment. Have I ever been in love? Definitely. But do I want her to know that? ... I don’t know. She’s my friend though, and it’s not like I’ll be telling her who this person is

“Yeah” I whisper, ignoring the way Steve’s eyes widened from the news “High school”

“No way!” Steve cut in when Robin was about to say something “Who was it?”

“No one that you should worry your prettly little head about” I joke, looking at him then looking back at Robin

“But you’ve only been around Nancy in our highschool” Steve muttered, looking down, deep in thought

“Oh my go-” I immediately put my hand over Robin’s mouth when her eyes had widened and pointed at me. Her eyes practically swimming in shock and excitement. Somehow this slightly drugged Robin was able to catch on faster than the sober Robin

“If you want to live another day, Robin. I suggest you shut up” I whisper at her, thankful that Steve was still muttering to himself on who I could’ve possibly loved in high school

“Mhm” She hummed lowly, nodding her head as I slowly let go of her mouth. Without saying anything else, she leaned back against the wall and appeared to be deep in though, as was I.

First it was Nancy, then it was Robin. Maybe I’d have my luck in another life.

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#Stranger things oneshot #Steve Harrington Oneshot #Steve Harrington Angst #Steve Harrington fluff #Steve Harrington x reader #Steve Harrington x Y/n #Steve x reader #Steve x Y/n #robin stranger things #Steve Stranger Things #oneshot

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cocobittiebites · 9 months

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Headcanons about the Main Four + Y/N (afab)

I just wanted to preface that this is just my Headcanons and all of this is for fun! If the characters seem ooc mind your buisness and let me live my delulu life. j/

Also for after having a convo with a friend of mine Y/N is gonna be specified at the top of post if their female, male or gender neutral presenting! Also I know Y/N is suppose to be a self insert but I lover writing personalities so heres some head canons that I have for her!

Kurapika

Always somehow smells like rain water and eucalyptus

Though he's tried to preserve as much of the traditions and customs of the kurta clan, he's slowly losing it as he goes deeper and deeper his attempt to avenge them.

Keeps a diary but is never consistent with it (sounds like his friendships)

Has the biggest rbf ever and no one is brave enough to point it out.

Absolutely despised fast food, would only eat it if it was the only option for him.

Has never kissed anyone on the lips in his life and most likely will never (sorry guys)

Has the best skin out of the whole group, he doesn't even do much its literally water and face wash

According to him his phone doesn't work, so he doesn't have Spotify to stream new artist (pls call your friend back). I do believe that he would listen to jazz and folk music.

Says he's above petty shit talking but once you get him going, he doesn't stop.

Up until he started wearing suits for his body guard job he use to hand sew his clothes.

Constantly forgets to get hair cuts and gets annoyed when his hair covers his face.

Doesn't respond to texts or calls. In the groupchat he just reads the messages and its rare that he shows up to the group hangouts

Leorio

Has a consistent smell of old spice and axe body spray

Has a thing against germs so he always has hand sanitizer on hand for whenever and wherever

Needs to be able to read something to learn it, thats why learning nen was hard for him. (apparently writing down knowelege is sacrilege in the hxh universe but whatever)

Hates modern art with a passion, all he sees are splotches of paint on a canvas with an overpriced tag attached to it.

I hate to say is girls, but he was not a feminist until Y/N beat the shit out of him for saying some bs analogy about locks and keys (if yk im sorry that yk). Would have definitly listened to one of those alpha male podcast. Kurapika almost broke his arm trying to hold Y/N back.

Has kissed one girl in his life, but it was BAD like real bad. He kept doing the kissy face (yk what I'm talking about) and gave the poor thing the ick.

Owns a planner yet never uses it.

Music taste is that of a middle aged father: Eagles, Alice Cooper, Chicago, Radio Head

The best gift giver and honestly the most thoughtful when it comes to his friends.

He'll listen to everyones problems. Honestly such a dad.

Biggest gossip, cannot shut his mouth to save his life

Killua

Smells like iron and burnt sage (grandpa zeno looks like he would be into that hippie shit ngl)

Wants to learn how to surf so bad but doesn't have the time

Y/N gave him a fidget spinner as a joke for his birthday, but he ended up loving it.

Only texts in the groupchat via meme reactions. Responds for both Gon and him because they're always together. Either way Leorio is just happy that someone is responding.

Is so judgmental on what you wear.

Thinks he's cool and edgy for listening to green day and panic! at the disco but really its what every twelve year old boy does.

Met Y/N before the rest of the group so now she's #number1trustedadult. This has caused her a lot of problems with the Zoldyck family, especially with Illumi.

Tried flirting with a girl once but in twelve year old boy fashion he ended up accidentally insulting her. He hasn't attempted to talk to a girl ever since.

Has ice cold skin, like touching it is like touching a corpse thats been stuck in the freezer

Bought purple shampoo for his hair because he noticed that the hard water in most places was discoloring his white hair.

Illumi has been blocked on everything except email, so every once in awhile he'll get random emails from Illumi's spam account.

Gon

Our sweet boy probably smells like salt water and wet forest

Has a wildlife analogy or story for every occasion

Killua has been trying to get him to change outfits, but he absolutely refuses to go into a department store after Aunt Mito lost him in one when he was younger.

Will eat absolutely anything edible.

Has a collection of stuffed animals from everywhere he and Killua have been.

He use to feed all the cats on the island. It gotten so bad that all the rodents on the island are nearly extinct because he's been keeping hundreds of felines alive.

The best swimmer out of everyone.

Does not have a specific type of music he likes but Killua got him to listen to the Weekend and they've bonded over that.

When he was younger he really wanted younger siblings because there weren't many kids on the island.

Has accidentally gotten high trying to eat a wild psychoactive plant on accident

Forgets he has a phone most of the time and when he texts back its mostly in emoji

Y/N

She probably smells like lemons and ink (you'll learn eventually)

A GIRLS GIRL (author would write her with the other female characters, however I feel like Y/N would have beef with them due to moral reason)

Like probably has thrown hands with Illumi in multiple occasions for saying that she would make a great Zoldyck house wife.

Really good at puzzles and anagrams.

Horrendously bad at math. Give her a problem more advanced than arithmetic and she's done for.

Has Aunt Mito on speed dial.

During the hunters exam she was paired up with Hisoka during the tower phase and lets say the two have a very (one-sided on Y/N's part) beef.

She's a specialist

got the ick from Chrollo for saying she's not like other girls

listens to all the sad girl artist: laufey, phoebe bridgers, taylor swift, lana del rey, fleetwood mac, e.t.c

Was a camp counselor for a few summers and made friendship bracelets for the whole group.

The only one in the group who has been to therapy (as she should).

Texts frequently in the groupchat, but is very bad at calling back.

#hxh #hunter x hunter #gon freecss #gon freccs #killua #killua zoldyck #chrollo #hisoka #leorio #leorio paladiknight #hxh kurapika #crack #hxh headcanons #kurapika kurta #kurta

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pool-floatie · 2 months

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I feel the need to share my g/t experience with erryone since its been on my mind for a while and I find it interesting how early on It showed up.

Ever since I was a little kid, probably 5-7 years old, I had little daydreams occasionally about giants taking me to their houses or a park or wherever and they would tease me and have fun with me, I was always scared of course because apparently ive always liked this fearplay bullshit, but i still found it exhillirating and fun. Of course it wasnt romantic or anything until I got older, just,,, like a really tall roller coaster, scary but exciting.

When I started reading, i found one of the borrowers books, i think my mom actually got it for me (maybe i had mentioned the daydreams??) ! I think it was The littles and The Biggs families, but yeah. I loved it and i tried to find more but they werent at my school library 😭 so Iworked with what I had, a book and a dream. (lol cringe-)

While i was in 4th- 6th grade I had kind of repressed it, I still thought about it on occasion but i started to realise that nobody else had that interest and it was just a wierd thing with me... Until I watched the BFG (cliche right 🙄) it was when the movie came out and people were talking about it! For a while it held the title of my favorite movie just so I could talk about it when people asked that particular icebreaker.

One night in like... 7th grade I had a dream that i was at church (lol cringefail imagine being religious...) and I picked up a piece of paper inviting people to come test out an experiment... Then i saw a flash And somewhere from the depths of my memories, my brain pulled out one of my old daydream scenarios.

I was in a laboratory with several other humans and we were all in a big glass box. Surrounding us were giants who took us out of the container and gave us baths, undressing us and scrubbing us down with toothbrushes so we would be clean for the examination.

I was taken away to a desk and meticulously examined from head to toe, the giant tried to probe me with questions but I was too shocked to speak.

Thats all I can remember but I was so fascinated by the dream that I started telling my family about it, now of course nobody wanted to hear me talk about my dream for 20 minutes, so my mom encouraged me to write it down.

And oh hell did I write.

My first long form writing stemmed from a dream I had, i wrote for months, of course, I was 13 do it was flaming garbage but I was so happy about it and thought it was a masterpiece.

So naturally as anyone would, I emailed it to my english teacher.

She never responded.

I wonder why.

To this day I pray that she never opened it, her emails being too cluttered with important school things that it got lost and never crossed her eyes.

But still, it was through this little writing that I began to realise my potential (lol cringe origin story-)

I still have the draft of the story, its plot and characters were a good foundation, and perhaps one day i will look it over, change a few things, get cancer and die.

During quarantine I discovered Sanders Sides, which led me down a fanfiction rabbit hole, which led me to tumblr, which led me to a creator called delimeful , not sure if they want to be tagged in this so I wont... They wrote some marvelous G/t Sanders sides fanfic and i soon realised... This is a community, it wasnt just them.. There was, so /much/ so many artists and writers that shared this niche interest, a community of people who g e t i t .

It started slow, I continued interacting with the tumblr community ( hell, the husk of my old blog might still roam this site (|||O⌓O;) )

Only ever looking for safe, wholesome g/t.

But where was the stomach-dropping exhilliration I had felt before, that rollercoaster feeling? What was missing??

I needed the fearplay, and in looking for it i stumbled into vore and that dynamic, playing with pred/prey and even more teasing. I was hesitant at first.

But lo and behold that was the gawd damn ticket. I started to write again, finding new stories and creators and tropes galore! I learned about the community, the terms and the subgenres!

Finally I gained confidence in my writing ability through a class that helped me grow my skills and practice.

And I eventually decided i could share all my hard work. All this time I had spent worrying if i should just keep it to myself, but i reminded myself of all the non beta read and unfinished work i had seen, and looking back at my own I was less afraid, people still liked it even then... So what could they say about mine ?

There ya go, thats my,, I guess life story told through the g/t Timeline.

Hopefully I was vague enough to not give away any behind the scenes, yall will never know who I am 😈😈😈

Also im not trying to bash any creators, I appreciate everyone who contributes to the community with anything they have.

#g/t #giant/tiny #giant #tiny #g/t backstory #micro/macro

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 5 months

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It's Tag Game Wednesday already?

fun fact: every week i say im going to post a wip for wip wednesday and literally never do. but who knows, maybe next week ill finally do it (unlikely)

hi @jrooc, thanks for tagging me :)

Name : gigi ♥️

Age : 24, apparently thats the age when you start to loose track of how old you are?? no one ever told me but it takes a second to remember how old i am these days and sometimes i still think 23

Location : Crooklyn! (a spike lee joint)

Do you own a robe? Describe it : yes its like a pink silky thing, but the real question after reading other people's responses is what are robes for? ive always just used them after the shower so that I dont leave wet towels in my room? are they supposed to be warm?

Do you have a favorite mug? Describe it : nope! i have a set of four plain white mugs

Do you have a favorite blanket? Describe it : no I need to get another blanket to break out in the winter cause i'm straight up cold at night

Coffee or Tea? : please, be real. coffee.

↳Hot or Cold? : depends entirely on the season, nothing can top an iced coffee in the summer except a hot coffee in the winter

Fuzzy socks or Wool socks? : I dont know what wool socks are like honestly so i guess fuzzy?

Gloves or Mittens? : neither im still learning how to dress warm be patient with me (its been almost seven winters since i moved to this frozen hellscape i will never learn)

Fireplace or Campfire? : campfire bro i have so many good memories of being 17 and getting drunk around a bonfire in the middle of the boonies

Sun or Moon? : i love the moon but prefer the sunlight, is it unfair to love the sunlight but not the sun?

Chocolate candy or Sugar candy? : chocolate candy i guess

Sweet Pastry or Savory Pastry? : savory, and now i want a bbq pork bun

Peppermint or Pumpkin Spice? : peppermint, pumpkin spice is great if its a good mix but theres a lot of bad ones out there

Go to bed early or Wake up early? : its really odd i used to be a big early to bed early to rise type, but sometime in my Summer of Unemployment after college i just started staying up all night either going out or working on creative projects and sleeping all day to the point where i started to wonder if it was a kind of insomnia, but once i got hired i had to shut that shit down

Cold cereal in milk or Hot oatmeal? : hot oatmeal or dry Cheerios by hand like a child lol

Potatoes or Bread? : there are so many beautiful things you can do with potatoes; gnocchi, mashed, roasted, fried

And Finally…

Gallagher or Milkovich? : Milkovich 💀

come play! @mickeysgaymom @i-think-you-mean-reduction @sweetperversiongirl @sirrudo @rainbowbri @stocious

#sgt says #tag game

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fromthedeskoftheminister · 4 months

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For the WIP tag game: PKMDESky Body Swap, please?

PKMDSky Body Swap - As much of it as i have, which isnt much at all and entirely unedited.

Nanu sighed as he stared at the child, who remained annoyingly still under the sheets of the hospital bed. Still out cold and only the persistent metronome of the heart monitor indicated that all was well. Or, as well as it could be given that there was a child unconscious in a hospital bed.

The kid was an enigma. He'd been receiving reports for months about them, the petty theft and the minor vandalism they had been causing. When he had asked around, no one claimed to know them. No name, no parents, or where they had come from. No one he had talked to could even remember having heard the kid speak. It was as if they had simply appeared, fully formed, and started causing trouble. Slightly Feral were the words someone had used, and they hadnt been exactly wrong. The Kid had been living in the woods, surviving primarily off of a small stash of berries, fruits, and a large amount of poke beans of all things, which had matched with the reports of the things that had been stolen. He had intended on bribing the kid with food to stop stealing, but then this happened.

It had been years since he had seen an Ultra Beast and he had not been prepared for the reminder of his old life when the kid had scrambled out of the bushes, mimicking a pokemon's cry and very clearly trying to lead UB-01 away from something. What, he didnt know, as the kid, triumphant in their success had charged the damn thing. It had been slightly awkward to watch, foolishly brave, stumbling and uncoordinated as if the kid wasnt entirely sure where their limbs ended. And whatever they had been trying to lead the Ultra Beast away from had been important enough to try to tackle what most reasonable people would consider a monster. And then, to his horror, the kid missed. Overshot really, and then tumbled over the roads edge and down the mountainside, assisted along by a single hit from the Beastie. It was that part that finally snapped him out of his shock induced stupor. He would not let another person die on his watch. Not again.

He still wasn't sure how exactly he did it, but the Symbiont was gone, his pokemon were fine and he had managed to get the kid to the hospital. And now it was a waiting game. The kid would be fine. He just had to keep telling himself that and wait. He hoped to hell they had believed him about the silica spines and the neurotoxin they normally contained. The kid would be fine, he repeated to himself again, tilting his head back to rest against the wall. They'd be just fine. Some unknowable amount of time later, the door to the room opened with a soft click and Nanu blearily opened an eye. "Hey Ace. Whatcha got there?"

"Uncle Nanu!" Acerola chirped, arms cradling something. "I found her!"

"Found who?"

"The girl who was screaming mad"

"Ace."

"Yeah?"

"What girl are you talking about?"

"The one who's been crying in my dreams! She needed help cause she got lost and separated from her partner!"

"Ah. You found her?"

"Mmhm"

"And got her back to her friend?"

"Im working on that part!"

Nanu opened both eyes to look at his adoptive niece. "Then where is she?" No answer was given, and instead Acerola held out the pokemon she had been cradling towards him, hands positioned securely under the little foxes front legs. Brown eyes peered up at him from beneath slightly matted golden orange fur and a fan like tail hung loosely

"Thats not a girl, thats a Vulpix." Acerola simply stared at him apparently not comprehending and Nanu continued. "A Kantonian Vulpix."

"Is that why shes orange?"

"Yeah. That would be why she's orange. But why did you bring her here?"

"I just told you! Cause she got lost! She was looking for her partner who separated from her to make the weird Frillish stop attacking them."

Nanu blinked. He could have sworn he misheard that. "Ace, is the lost girl a vulpix?"

"Uh huh! and you found her partner!

#WIP Ask game #ask me things #ask meme #inquires answered in a vaguely reasonable time frame #and thats all that ive got and it ends kinda awkwardly #i dont think its super obvious #but uh the body swap bit is that the vulpix very much was once a person #and her partner #ie the kid passed out on the bed was once a grovyle #things got weird traveling back from the post apocalyptic future #and its just their luck that even though no ultra wormholes were involved #they still radiate the energy that makes the ultra beasts go after them #I dont know where the rest of the plot of this is going #because Vulpix very much does not want to be human again #she's got amnesia #she knows she was human #but remembers nothing of it and is very content to be a vulpix #Grovyle is just confused and pretty happy to not be dead #or will be once he wakes up

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omgjumin · 2 years

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Hi can I request a comfort fic with Jumin and an MC that was emotionally abused by her ex so occasionally her old fears get triggered even when she knows Jumin isn't her ex? I just got out of an abusive relationship myself and soft tender fics are like my warm blanket honestly. You don't have to do it if it's uncomfortable to write though!

talk to me - han jumin!

summary: jumin needs to let you know that he cares :((

tags: mentions of ex, emotional abuse, overthinking, hurt/comfort, gender neutral reader, petnames (love, baby), i think thats it

notes: first of all, im so proud of you for getting out of that relationship, i hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself, and second i hope this fic meets your expectations hshshs anyway here you go, love!

as soon as jumin got home, he went straight into his office. shooting a barely audible, 'im home' greeting before disappearing like he has been for the past week. as his father got older, it became apparent that he wanted to retire from the business world. although jumin was guaranteed to be the heir of the company, he always had the ambition to show that he was worth it. that he deserves the position he was about to be promoted to. jumin began to come home later and later, working until his body couldn't take it anymore. the strain on his muscles became overbearing yet he ignored it as if it would only go away when he got a good night's rest. you supported jumin nonetheless because he was working for the two of you. jumin is talented at what he does and no matter what he achieves, he deserves it. he works hard to get what he dreams of so you don't complain. though soon when you realize jumin has been ignoring his physical state and not giving himself breaks, is when you decide to step in.

"jumin? love?" you knocked on his office door before entering, your voice was hesitant, yet you knew jumin heard it. "yes? come in." you quietly entered the room, standing awkwardly near the door. "what is it?" jumin, who had not even lifted his eyes to meet yours, asked. "can we talk? i mean, i just want to-" jumin sighed as he rested his pen down on the desk. "im busy so please…" with the expression in jumin's eyes, you quickly cut him off. jumin wasn't perfect, neither were you. the two of you had gotten in fights before, yes, but it never escalated to anything. jumin would heavily sigh, a tell-tale sign that he was trying to calm down before anything had happened. but never had jumin ever laid eyes on you with such a harsh stern look. "im so sorry, just please don't yell at me." you quietly said before leaving the room. frightened, you quickly shuffled your way into the guest bedroom, locking yourself in the room.

as soon as the door was shut, you slipped down the door, cradling your knees in a tight hold. you never thought about your ex ever since you got into a relationship with jumin, but when jumin gave you those irritated eyes, they replicated the same expression. you never could have a serious normal conversation with your ex. they repeatedly invalidated your concerns, feelings, and thoughts, completely shutting you out of their life. though when trying to address these issues, it felt like they were rejecting and abandoning you to be alone. anytime you were around them, it felt as if you were walking on eggshells. having to feel like you are on edge as you live around them, overwhelmed you. it wasn't easy but you managed to safely leave the relationship and live somewhere else. and that's when you stumbled upon RFA. busy preparing the party as well as helping jumin open up, you never got the chance to talk to him about your own past. instead you ignored it, there was no point in acknowledging it, if you were happy with jumin now. however, after almost a year of being married, jumin had resembled your ex and it scared you. you trusted jumin, you knew he wasn't them. you knew jumin truly cared for you and your concerns but at the moment, you felt belittled and unheard. was it your fault that he was upset? you didn't know. maybe if you weren't useless and got a job, so you could help out. but jumin insisted that you stayed home and not work as he can take care of you. all the "what if's" scenarios filled your thoughts, you didn't even hear the door open.

"love? mc?" jumin turned on the light to the room, searching for you before placing his eyes on you. when jumin had caught eye of you, his heart dropped when he noticed your tear stained eyes. "baby, please look at me." jumin sat down in front of you, his dark hair ruffled, evidence of his stressed out mood. at first, jumin didn't pay any mind to what you said before leaving the room, but the more he thought about it, it didn't make any sense. jumin never yelled at you, let alone raised his voice, so why would you plead him to not do so? and for what felt like the first time in his life, he panicked. he ran his hands through his hair, on the verge of pulling his hair out, stressed because he was looking for you. as jumin left his office, calling out your name, you remained quiet. jumin was terrified that you had left the penthouse already, but as he checked if the bodyguards had seen you leave, they shook their heads. "no, they did not leave, mr. han.." soon enough, jumin looked in every room until he stumbled upon you.

jumin brushed fallen hairs behind your ear, as he hooked one hand under your chin to lift your face to meet his. "my love, what's wrong? please talk to me." the look he gave you was nothing short of concern. you felt your body melt into his comforting touch as he reached out to you. it wasn't easy but as you began to relay your fears to jumin, he listened. he didn't look like he was forced to listen but rather he wanted to listen to you. then you felt heard. you felt cared for. you felt validated. "i know just because i was in a sour mood, doesn't mean i should have looked at you with such irritated eyes, i am so sorry. i love you so dearly, i hope you know that i would never yell at you, ever. im sorry. are you okay, my love?" slowly you nodded your head as jumin took his thumb to wipe away your tears. as uncomfortable as the floor was, jumin brought you into his arms. holding you in his lap as he hugged you. "i love you so much and i care for you. so please, do not hesitate to talk to me when you are troubled okay? whether you want me to just listen or give you advice, ill gladly do so, okay? i love you." jumin cupped your face as he brought your lips closer to his. "i love you so much." he whispered as if it was only meant for him to hear. jumin placed his lips to yours, slowly moving them together. his hand wrapped around to rest at the nape of your neck as his other held your body close to his. the two of your breaths synced together as you kissed each other. though as jumin pulled away, breaking the kiss, only then they became irregular; trying to catch your breaths.

"what was it that you wanted to talk to me about earlier, love?" if jumin hadn't reminded you, you would have forgotten the whole point of you coming to speak to him. "i know you are busy, trying your best to work hard to fulfill what's expected of you, but you need to take a break, jumin. you already are the best head director there is, you deserve everything you achieve. so don't work your body past its limit just because you don't think you are good enough. it's okay to rest and take breaks, okay?" jumin, who wasn't expecting to get scolded, smiled as he nodded. "okay. thank you for saying so." jumin softly kissed you once more before leaning back so he could gaze into your eyes. "how about we take a trip, hm? i'll call off work for a week so me and you can rest together." smiling for the first time that night, you hummed. "okay, let's plan all that tomorrow, let's go to bed first shall we?" and for once that week, you went to sleep with jumin by your side.

#jumin x reader #jumin fluff #jumin x mc #jumin angst #han jumin #jumin han #jumin han fluff #jumin han angst #han jumin fluff #han jumin angst #mystic messenger jumin fluff #mystic messenger jumin angst #jumin headcanons #omgjumin

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