#you wont get to be alone for much longer . you make friends you love you kiss a boy when youre drunk you kind of fall in love with your

[geckoomoria]

Routledge reader x jj 👀

Interpret it however you want but I eat that trope up every time.

also I love ur writing sm 😍

Worth it- jj may bank x rout-ledge reader

babe i love you.

HMMM I WAS ACC THINKING ABT THIS ONE SO U READ MY MIND CUTIE but like i was thinking wb John B having a sister thats a year or two older and jj has this huge crush on her.

low-key wanna make her a lil masc. like car mechanic and a smoker type shit ( shares interests with jj)

sorry this took so long to post , took me a while to think of the right story. AND SORRY ITS SO LONG I JUST REALLT LIKE SETTING THE SCENE.

mentions of blood , fighting , smoking , yelling, abusive home

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Wednesday, June 17th

6:40 pm

THE POGUES DECIDED TO GO FOR A BOAT RIDE hoping to cure their boredom on this hot summer day. 4 of the teenagers decided to test the cool waters , swimming , surfing and fishing.

As the daylight eventually ended and the sun was beginning to set, they all made their way to Twinkie , John b’s van and as fate would have it , it appeared to be broken down in some way.

“man why is it making that weird ass sound?” questions Jj as he keeps trying to turn on the ignition but fails each time.

“you think i know? probably busted somewhere” john b replies looking around for any signs of why the Twinkie wont start.

the van finally starts but it continues making a weird noise , scaring the group into thinking it wont last much longer.

Pope cant take waiting any longer “call AAA or something, if we die in that deathtrap im suing you” Kiara nods in agreement with him.

John B rolls his eyes at his friends antics and pulls out his cellphone “yeah yeah i got something better than AAA”

the three other Pogues share glances in confusion wondering who he’s calling other than car service.

After a few moments talking on the phone with much annoyance from Jj getting close in an attempt to hear , he finally ends the call.

“alright lets head down” he says getting in the drivers seat. “to?” Kiara questions

“Y/n , shes in town and working today. Said she’ll take a look” , Pope and Kiara eyes nearly pop out of their skulls , no idea of John Bs older sister being in town since you travelled for studies and job opportunities a lot.

Jj on the other hand is stunned a little , he remembers you very clearly yet its been years since seeing you.

You were a year older than John B and Jj always had a huge crush on you as a kid.

He even remembers that stupid promise you made him when he was 9 and you were 10. If you weren’t married by 25 , you would marry Jj.

To you it might have seemed like an fun empty promise made to a kid to keep him happy but to Jj? He still held onto that all these years.

every girl he was with , he refused to let it go farther than a hookup because he wanted nothing more than to be with his longtime crush.

Jj finally snapped out of his trance as John B calls his name for the 5th time , making him realize they all already got into the van while he was reminiscing.

He was anxious the whole ride to the mechanic shop , wondering if you’d even remember him let alone his massive crush on you.

The group finally makes their way towards the shop with no one working to be seen. John B calls out your name repeatedly while looking around.

Finally Kiara nudges him to catch his attention on the pair of legs that’s underneath a car. “N/n? that you?” the younger Routledge calls out.

You slide from underneath the car the you were working on , standing up and wiping the oil off of your hands with a rag.

You looked different, you had obviously matured physically and likely mentally.

Obviously you would look different from when you guys were kids , you looked beyond beautiful now.

Jjs eyes were stuck on your figure as you pull john b into a tight hug , giving him a ear pull to tease him while your at it.

oil smeared on your face , your mechanic overalls opened from the top half to drape down the bottom half showing a black halter bikini top that also revealed a belly button piercing , paired with black combat boots.

Your eyes averted to your younger brothers friends recognizing them from whenever you came to visit.

Pope and Kiara basically threw themselves towards you as its been years since they’ve seen you.

You then lastly notice the tall muscular blonde boy with his hat flipped backwards to be quite familiar, staring at you.

You knew exactly who this was.

“is that who i think it is?” you say in a teasing tone , pointing at Jj with a smirk on your face.

“yes its your future husband.” is what Jj swore was gonna come out of his mouth but instead he continued to stare at you , eyes wide.

“oh cmon J, dont tell me you don’t remember me” you asked with a dramatic tone underlying your words. Jj and his friends knew for a FACT he was making an absolute fool of himself right now.

You were always attractive to him but seeing you so… badass made you 10x hotter

He needed to say something in response to you right now or else he’d continue embarrassing himself.

“Y/n?” he questions half heartily as if it wasn’t the most obvious thing ever.

“well i was hoping you’d say the better sibling but that works too” you say causing John B to push your shoulder slightly and earned chuckles from Pope and Kiara.

The silence that follows was deafening , making you all stand there awkwardly as Jj continued to stare at you. His friends were beyond surprised to see Jj of all people be so stunned of a girl.

“so uh you said Twinkie broke down?” you say filling the silence

“yeah keeps making this weird noise , no clue whats going on” your younger brother replies

you grab your tools and slide under John b’s van , tinkering the car while the Pogues wait around.

The four start whisper arguing in hopes of you not hearing:

“what the hell was that??”

“yeah Jj man why are you acting so weird around her?”

“i don- i dont know! i just couldn’t speak alright! i think i have like hemorrhoids!”

“Jj i dont think you know what hemorrhoids are”

“alright spill. whats going on with you and Mrs Routledge over there?”

“its Miss* Routledge actually. Jeez you guys make it sound like im supposed to be having my third child by now when im only a year older” you say from under the van , butting into their not so secret conversation leaving the whole group to stare at Jj who’s gone red in the face.

They decide to stay silent for the rest of the time so Jj doesn’t pop a blood vessel out of embarrassment anytime soon.

around half an hour later , you come out from under the van and wipe your hands again , telling john b to turn on the ignition. It turns on with no apparent problem and hums like a brand new vehicle.

The pogues cheer loudly in victory , you start cleaning up as your shift was coming to an end anyways. The pogues eye each other as you turn your back , all wanting to spend more time with you.

“uh n/n?” calls out Jj as the rest nudge him to talk making you look up at the rest of them , all with puppy like eyes that made you guess they were gonna beg you for something.

“we were uh- gonna go crash a party , yo- you wanna come along?” he says stumbling on his words a little

he was so cute when he was nervous.

you had a feeling none of them were gonna let this go. You sigh in defeat and agree , making them cheer that John b’s “cool ass sister” as they described was coming along.

At the beach party

It had been around an hour since you all arrived, drinking , dancing , smoking weed and hanging out was the main thing you all did.

Jj still hadn’t really held a proper conversation with you , every-time he tried you were catching up with someone else or he’d just get cold feet and chicken out.

He sighed as he sat down to take a smoke on his own by a tree , unaware of your presence above him.

“didn’t know you smoked, y’know its bad for you right” you uttered catching his attention while pulling out a cigarette of your own.

at first he’s stunned that you spoke to him first but figured this was his chance. “whats that then?” he says eyeing the cigarette in your mouth as you lit it

“dont question your elders” blowing out a puff of smoke from your mouth

he laughs “okay granny did you forget that its only by a year” , “still older than ya hon”.

A sound of tranquility fills the air as you two continue smoking , the cold breeze hitting your faces as the party behind you continues.

“im sorry” Jj says sombrely breaking the silence while avoiding eye contact

“for?”

“making things so awkward back there, i was just surprised to see you”

“dont sweat it J , its been a while so i get it. im just glad you remembered me”

“you are?” the blonde boy says facing you now curiously

“i mean yeah , you always were my favourite out of my brothers friends J” you say taking a hit on your cigarette

Jj’s heart sinks a little , right thats all you saw him as , your younger brothers friend.

you take his silence as an odd response, pressing him for more. “what? whats wrong?” you ask

in a bitter quiet tone he mutters “nothin.”

“dont give me that , what did i say?”

“Why cant you see me more than that! why cant you see me!” he outbursts in a much louder tone attracting some glances from people while he stands up

“what are you talking about??” you ask mimicking his stance while putting out your cigarette.

he closes his eyes out of frustration for a second and takes his cap off , running his hands through his blonde shaggy hair.

“im talking about how you don’t remember me liking you , no y’know what loving you!” he spits out in an angry manner

“what? Jj we were kids! why would your crush from years ago matter now!”

“Damn it cause its not from years ago! i still have one. i haven’t forgotten about you at all and you dont even notice me.” he gets in close to you

you stay silent as he attempts to walk away but you grab his shoulder , pulling him back.

“sit.” he obeys defeatedly after hearing the sterness in your tone.

“admit it. its been a while since we’ve been kids and you ARE my brothers best-friend. You really still have feelings for me?”

Jj nods in response as if its the only thing he’s sure of , staring into your eyes.

“then… okay.” He tilts his head slightly confused , you put your hand for him to shake.

“im Y/n Routledge, you’re Jj right?” you grin

He smiles and shakes your hand. This meant a new beginning , a way to start over.

“does this make you a cougar?” he says making you laugh out loud , “dunno how many times i have to say it , im only a year older”

“yes ma’am” he responds making you shove his shoulder causing him to laugh now

The sound of commotion from the beach makes you revert your attention there , everyone was gathering around a fight.

you both stand up and make your way to watch it , you became worried as Kiara , Pope and Sarah Cameron were all screaming.

John B was getting his ass beat by Topper. You wanted to get involved but Jj beat you to it.

He yanked topper by the shirt and punched him, causing him to let go of John B. Kiara and pope running to help him up.

As he was going to throw another punch at the Kook , you grabbed his arm with the intention of not wanting anything bigger to start. “Jj he’s not worth it. lets get out of here”

seeing the look on your face and the rest of the Pogues , he lowered his guard and turned away from Topper as you all walked away.

“Thats right Maybank! should listen to her , dont wanna follow in your Dads footsteps!”

Crack!

the sound of your fist hits toppers big ass mouth causing blood to gush out.

Everyone stares at you wide eyed. Everyone.

You walk away pissed off and hand bloodied. Jj clearly fighting back a smile “thought he wasn’t worth it?”

“yeah but you are.”

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this was lowkey fun to write especially hitting topper. is it bad i wrote this with fully just the intention of hitting topper😭😭

leave anything in my inbox !!

i love gaining mutuals guys.

I HATE HOW LONG I MAKE DRABBLES BUT I CANT STOP.

also does the colour coding of what characters say bother anyone bc ive been like getting annoyed with the diff colours but it makes seeing which character says what so much easier.

i also just realized all my jj works are always involving a party😭😭 but like its such a him thing , to be partying

#girlblogging #fanfic #obx jj maybank #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank fluff #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank #just girly things #obx fanfiction #obx x reader #john b routledge #jj maybank x routledge!reader #fypシ゚viral #mutuals #foryou #jj maybank x you

[oatbugs]

@ myself in last july/august

#youre not dead . also youre better and trying to get better even more than before . you arent going to be alone forever or at least #you wont get to be alone for much longer . you make friends you love you kiss a boy when youre drunk you kind of fall in love with your #mathematician friend you meet very clever people including an economist who is very good at everything including perfumes and #the card game speed and seeing you . you link arms with people you sign a contract for renting a house you play the violin you have your #first exam in a week (almost 11 months for you) and its neuroscience and by the way youre kind of good at neuroscience and youre kind of #good at philosophy . you love your degree you have breakdowns about maths you bleach your hair you go to an alt j concert tonight you kiss #your cat you want to kiss your friends hand you refer to elsewhere as home you pull all nighters and you take #a spontaneous trip to everywhere and you get almost crushed by an avalanche and you go inside a train underwater and you might live in #venice for a bit and you get a job that has paid you 0 so far and you stroke your friends hair and barely get better at cooking but much #better at cleaning and you start taking care of your skin . you learn about manifolds and you have a failed crush who teaches you an #awful lot about pharmacy and humans and chemicals but not a lot about love . and each day you accept the risk of love and often you #experience the stab of grief (evidence that you are a feeling loving caring thing) and each day you thank yourself #for loving philosophy and maths and neuroscience and AI (except everything else is philosophy really and everythin else is maths really) #you have black swan moments and black bear moments and more than anything i dont want to tell you that it will get better because i know #you secretly wanted to give anyone who ever said that a sucker punch . i want to thank you for choosing to live despite despite despite #(you preached for the world but i know you wanted to die) (thank you for looking at that dangerous thing and finding the reflections #of light on it beautiful enough to live another day and another and another and another.)

[izvmimi]

When you wake up on the 25th of December in your too-cold and bare apartment, and melancholy sits in your chest instead of good cheer, you realize perhaps, decorating for one would have been worth it.

It’s too late now, you think, and you’re up too early, just minutes before 8 am. The first thing you look over as you turn in bed is your phone, and Christmas messages from family and friends abound, bringing a smile to your face as you reply to each one, but it’s freezing, there’s nothing to eat unless you turn on the stove, no gifts under a tree you neglected to set up, and you’re the only one around to hear you hum Christmas carols to yourself.

Izuku hasn’t texted or called you yet, but you don’t blame him; the last time you spoke was yesterday, and you’d exchanged wishes then, and he probably doesn’t think you’re awake yet. Plus, he’s no longer in Japan either - just last month, he’d informed you he’d be in Europe for a week to deal with International Hero Commission affairs, which didn’t change that much for you in the grand scheme of things, now that you’re also in the United States for the year, adding yet another degree to your CV.

He won’t be in the doghouse until noon, you decide mercifully. You slip your feet into some fuzzy slippers, and after a moment to freshen up and brush your teeth, you put on your headphones and start cleaning, as you’re wont to do when you’re bored and/or in a less than cheerful mood.

There’s something especially painful about the holidays when you’re feeling a lack of love.

You’re halfway through making your stove spotless when you get a knock on the door. You check your phone first, and the few friends you’ve made in this neck of the woods haven’t alerted you that they were coming by, so you figure the poor soul has gotten the wrong address and will figure it out soon enough.

But there are additional knocks, and as you approach warily, drying your freshly washed hands on the front of your pajamas, you can hear what sounds like… carolers (?) singing quietly right outside your door. But the sound is tinny, as though coming out of a speaker, except for one.

And then you realize.

Opening the door quickly without even bothering to look through the peephole, you look Izuku in the face, who’s practically beaming at you, reindeer antlers and glittering red nose in tow, a red bag slung over his shoulder and a Christmas tree, just small enough to fit through your entryway tightly secured behind him with Blackwhip.

“Izuku…” you murmur, eyes welling up with tears. He laughs, as you fall into him, holding you close with his free arm and kissing your forehead. “You’re really here?” Your voice comes out softly, as though you don’t want to be told you’re mistaken, as if he’d disappear in a moment like a dream.

“Why would I leave you alone on Christmas?” he replies, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to fly across the country with no warning just to come see you. Your arms still around him, you look at him with love, witty quips lacking in the presence of overwhelming affection, then pluck the plastic nose off of his face to kiss him.

There’s little else to say that is more important than the fact that you love him.

The red bag of gifts falls to the ground gently as he lifts you up to deepen the kiss, your legs wrapping around his waist as he uses Blackwhip to collect all of his belongings and come inside your apartment, careful that your lips do not part all the while. It brightens and warms instantly, even before you decorate the tree he brought, knowing that you wouldn’t set up one for just yourself, and cook for two, instead of one.

As usual, the love of your life, Izuku, saves the day.

Or in this case, the holiday.

#izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #daydreams: bnha #mimidoriya #mimi’s notes

[bcacstuff]

Hi. Does he think he's a Hollywood star? Doesn't he see what's going on around him? He continues to walk around as if it were nothing, his career is at an end and he doesn't see it. Starz already is replacing him with his father (the actor who will play Jamie's father). The mothers are already sighing for him. Starz no longer cares because they know people will want to see the end of OL. It will soon be SH who? Does he think he will be beautiful and attractive all his life? I'm sorry he wasted the opportunity he had in his hands. I think his future will be sad, when he sees that he has nothing. And with that, friends will disappear and so will the girls. He will be alone, how will he deal with it?

I had to think about your message today and to be honest your messages contains some things I have been thinking about for a longer while.

I was a bit hesitant to publish your message and question, as i'm sure some will just see it as negativity or criticism they don't like to see and say how good, lovely, hot whatever he is.

I'm aware there are some in the comments that are always quite negative and just like to be negative about everything and will say he's mediocre, has a self inflated ego and all these sort of statements that make them more sound like a broken record without adding any real substance.

These two opposites constantly collide and their way of 'discussing' only widen the gap between these 2 'opinions'. I've put opinions and discussing between quotes here, as I don't feel they're real opinions anymore and their discussions don't lead anywhere else than trying to upset the other.

Anyway, I don't see your message as such Anon. I think you make some good points, that to me are worth to discuss in a good way and we, or the people in the comments might differ here and there in their opinions or views on things. But that is just what helps broaden the view on what we see.

You ask, 'doesn't he see what's going on around him?'. I actually think or perhaps hope he does see it and it is a subject he might worry about, talk about with people, how to turn things around, or maybe better said, how to move forward from here. I think he knows it in his heart, but he doesn't show it. And I can understand he doesn't show it, I wouldn't either if I were him and keep that inside. And silently would look for opportunities and work on creating these opportunities to get to a next step.

Is his career already at an end though? As you state it Anon, and I can understand why you come to that conclusion. Because of what we've seen. An actor that started to get momentum when he landed his role in Outlander, good looks and a series that had great appeal. It opened doors and he got some good chances, use that momentum to build that wanted career into something bigger. But it didn't came to that. Was it his acting, was it the sort movies he chose, or the roles he played? Or was it a combination of it all? Something that can be discussed endlessly and everyone will have their own views on it, but the conclusion is it didn't land him as an A lister or big HW star.

And yes, I see what you mean, and agree Starz knows they need their new hunk, another heartthrob for their stable. Something Sam has been for a long time now but they know it wont last much longer that way. He can't rely on his looks all his life and I'm sure he knows that himself as well.

The 'friends' he surrounded himself with, we've had that discussion here many times. And it's a given fact, when you're successful you have thousands of 'friends' but the real friends are those that are still around when the success starts to fade. Personally I think he let himself get too much into the trap of 'how can we monetize this' and the 'friends' that 'helped' him with that. Made him believe in his own hype and how he could (or should?) use that to turn it into some sort of empire. Just a look at his IG shows it all the way to you. And no, I don't say his IG is who he really is, but it is the image he puts out there and it's far from the image he had when he started out as an actor.

And at itself there's nothing wrong with it, anyone would make hay while the sun shines. You'd be dumb if you didn't. The question is more, to what price? And here I think it might have gotten a bit out of hand and too far. How dedicated is he still about his craft, how passionate? I miss that passion for his craft to be honest. Earlier interviews showed his passion, the way he talked about a character he played or the ideas he had. Today it is more like he studied his lines and sounds like a broken record in interviews. Just sometimes I see a little glimpse of the passion.

I do however think, he's still trying. These photoshoots last week, the fact that we saw JA present, it made me think. I can almost hear the conversation, how he wants pics of him out there that are not the Jamie/OL related ones but show a different face, a different side? Try to get projects interested in him. But I just don't think a photoshoot is enough. I said it a little while ago, he's distanced himself from the industry, from his craft. We've seen nothing since TCND wrapped that was acting related in any way. We've not seen him interacting with people in the industry or at events connecting with them.

He has nothing up his sleeves acting wise. I know, you come at me and say how would I know that. I don't, I admit, I'm not his agent. But really the signs we see are that there is nothing. And yes, he has OL for the next 8 months or so, and he said things like he might have a break afterwards... but is that really true? Or is he afraid there will be nothing?

Long answer, I know Anon. And I hope we can have some good and healthy discussions in the comments. Not the ones that sound like broken records without any substance, but thoughts that we can all contemplate about. And at the end of the day consider that we can think and discuss a lot, but only the future will tell.

[savannahsdeath]

SOCCER!ELLIE X CHEERLEADER!READER

PART 5FIVE aka; the epilogue

part 4four

warnings: minors safe !!🩷

writers note: finally the end ugh.. im not gonna lie, i hate how the whole 'series' (its too short to be called a series, but wtv) turned out, so im glad to finish it. though, im looking forward to make another fic with actual plot and not just smut, tho an abby one (i already have the epilogue written and im so so excited🤭)

you felt stupid. stupid, but mostly hurt. you couldn't understand why a small part of you wanted to believe that vi did nothing wrong. that small part of you wanted to end all of this, get on good terms with vi and be with ellie.

although, you weren't hurt by cheating itself. after all, you thought that's what happened for the past months, so you were already mentally prepared for that.

whatever.

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you and ellie went through all the usual motions of a happy couple together, though not as an official couple yet. you spent time with each other and your friends, and you slowly forgot about the past and all the drama you had experienced.

you didn't forget about vi, though. you still felt guilty about the way you let her manipulate you like that. you could still hear her voice in your mind, telling you love isn't something you both have and, probably, never had.

you decided she shouldn't be a part of your life anymore, and you did your best to avoid her. she didn't know that you know, though it was obvious, since the rumours continued. you just didn't care anymore. not about her, at least.

ellie didn't speak much about the past, and you didn't either, because you felt like you didn't need to. the past was the past, and now you were looking forward to your future together.

you started thinking less and less about vi, soon managing to get her out of your mind for the whole day. not much, but after what happened, it was a big success. she was no longer a part of your life. ellie was, and that's all that mattered to you now.

you spent more and more time with her. you got to know her team better, returning the favor by taking her to your friend group's meeting.

you told luccy, your best friend, about the whole situation. it took you a good few hours to explain everything.

luccy listened to your entire story, impressed by the twists and turns it took. you could tell she was almost as surprised as you, her eyes widening with each sentence.

"well, no wonder you were so confused," she said politely, "but at least you have ellie now, and you seem happy together." she paused for a moment, before asking; "do you miss vi at all?"

you sighed and closed your eyes, imagining every good moment with her and comparing it to the happiness ellie brought you.

it was almost impossible to answer your friend's question.

on one hand, you had had great moments with vi, and you could even admit that you loved her.

and then there's ellie - which made you remember that your ex wasn't there for you when you needed it.

"no, i don't think so." you replied, ashamedly looking down. "ellie makes me feel like i never even truly loved vi."

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i want to add some 'last words' about this fic, especially this part. a lot of you guys will probably be mad at me for not taking any revenge. but you, as the reader, have to understand that its not that easy. after being so hurt, after hearing so many lies, all you wanted was a normal relationship. a stable, honest and calm one. the one you got with ellie. you knew getting revenge would only complicate things - you probably wont be able to forget her at all once youd put salt on the wounds all over again. just the fact that she has to see you happy with ellie, while shes left alone, is enough. thanks to everyone who supported the series<3

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[forever-rogue]

Hi!

This idea just wont leave my head : reader strongly dislikes physical touch from anyone but Steve and, being the idiot he is, steve is completely oblivious to it. When the rest of the group tells him he doesn't believe them so they make up some master plan to prove him wrong. Basically #idiotsinlove

If you feel like writing that, itd be awesome. Have a lovely day <3

AN | Idiots in love? Blind fools in love? I’m in love! 🥰

Warnings | Language, Mentions of Spice 

Pairing | Steve x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.1k

Masterlist | Main

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“Are you ever going to ask her out?” Robin’s sudden appearance startled him as he stared off into the distance. If you hadn’t been paying you might have thought he was zoned out, but in reality he had been staring at you the entire time. He was beyond grateful that he’d remembered his sunglasses. He’d been so enthralled by you that he hadn’t even heard Robin open the passenger door. 

“Fuck,” he hissed under his breath, pointedly ignoring her question, “you could have tapped on the window first or something!”

“You could have been paying attention,” she threw her backpack in the back seat as he rolled his eyes at her behind the dark lenses of his Raybans, “don’t ignore my question, Steve!”

“Ask who out?”

“Don’t be so stupid,” she hit his arm as he started the car, casting you a last longing little glance before pulling away. Robin sweetly sang your name, and a dark flush of pink rose up in his cheeks, “you’re whipped for her. And she likes you too! So why not make a move?”

“She doesn’t - ugh, no. I didn’t think you could get so stupid,” he reached over and flicked her nose, causing her to grumble at him. The idea that you could like him even a fraction of how much he liked you was enough to cause his heart to constrict with nerves, “w-wait though…why do you think she likes me?”

“It’s not just me dingus,” she sat back and watched him closely, a little smirk on her face, “it’s all of us. I think it’s just you too that are blind. Like…idiots in love, basically. Besides, she has a huge tell.”

“Tell?”

“Yeah, how we know she likes you,” she was enjoying watching him squirm as he tried to keep his cool. She could tell he was spiraling inside, “she likes touching you-”

“Excuse me?” he turned to her and almost veered the car off the road, causing her to grumble loudly.

“Mind out of the gutter, Steve! Not like that,” she sighed when he pulled into the parking lot of Family Video. At least she wasn’t alone on her shift today; she had her best friend working with her. And she was going to make him confess his feelings if it was the last thing she did, “she…she’s not a physically affectionate person. You know…like Eddie - he’s always touching someone and he’s just more…openly affectionate I guess? But she’s like the exact opposite.”

“But she’s always hugged me or…”

“Exactly,” she nodded happily, “her tell! She won’t let any of us touch her but you. Only you. Are you putting two and two together?”

“I…” he turned the car off and gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were turning white, “I think you’re all seeing things where you want to. I mean, I wish it was true - and there, now you can say made me admit I like her - but it’s not true. It’s wishful thinking.”

“I’m not wrong,” she insisted, refusing to give into his pessimism, “not all of us are wrong. You’ll see - we’ll get you to see that it’s true. Or you could just go and ask her out.”

“Not happening.”

“Well then, Harrington, it’s on.”

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Movie night always proved to be…chaotic. Chaotic in a good way, but what else could be expected when a bunch of teenagers, an empty house, and too much pizza and soda were involved? You were running a little late, your last tutoring gig having run longer than anticipated, but you came with a ton of cookies to make up for it. 

You rocked back and forth on your heels as you waited for Steve, or anybody, to answer the door once you’d rung the bell. The idea of seeing Steve always put butterflies in your tummy, despite the fact that you’d known him and been his friend for years. That sweet, dopey dork had a hold on you that was palpable. The door slowly opened and you found Dustin grinned excitedly.

“Hey bud,” you walked inside and kicked off your shoes as you handed him the container of cookies, “sorry I’m late - took forever today!”

“It’s okay,” he insisted as he set the box down and came back over, hesitating for just a moment before throwing his arms around you in a tight hug, “just so glad you’re here!”

“O-oh,” it took you a moment to react, but you gently and tentatively put your arms around him a light hug in return, “I’m glad to see you guys. Especially after this hellish week.”

“Hi!” Max darted over and almost knocked you down in her attempt to hug. You sighed lightly before wrapping an arm around her slim shoulders, “I’m glad you’re here. All these boys suck.”

“Hey!” Robin glowered from her spot on the couch before making her way over. You smiled at your friend and she managed to take you by surprise as she pressed kisses to your cheeks. What was with everyone today? They were all being so…weird, “missed you.”

“I saw you earlier,” you snorted as you raised your eyebrows in suspicion, “we have most of our classes together…”

“Still,” she insisted, dragging you into the living room where everyone was gathering with pizza, “it’s always better with you around.”

“Exactly,” Lucas hugged your legs from his spot on the floor and you just sighed lightly, “now the party can get started.”

“Should I be worried?” you looked around at the eager faces of your friends, “you’re all acting weird. Weirder than normal…and that’s saying a lot.”

“What do you mean?” Eddie’s grin stretched from ear to ear as he looked at you sweetly with those big brown eyes of his. You knew Eddie better than almost anyone else and now you knew something was up. 

“Did you give them all laced blunts or something?” you sighed as he just shook his head in amusement before giggling happily. You heard your name whispered softly as you turned around to find Steve standing at the bottom of the stairs, a collection of blankets in his arms. Your expression softened as he grinned at you, “hi Stevie!”

Robin exchanged a sneaky little glance with Eddie as the two of them silently mouthed Stevie! at each other. Steve swallowed thickly before handing the blankets over to Dustin who just happened to appear at his side with perfect timing. His heart was practically hammering against his chest as he contemplated his next actions. His plan had been to hug you, to see if Robin’s theory had been right, but he found himself frozen. You tilted your head to the side, giving him that smile that made him weak in the knees, “h-hi.”

“Okay weirdo,” you reached up and touched his cheek before affectionately ruffing his glorious mop of hair. Steve was biting the inside of cheek so hard that it was a miracle that he wasn’t bleeding. Robin caught his eye from over your shoulder and gave him a little shrug as if to say told you so. But you…you’d always been like that with him. So openly affectionate and gentle and oh. Oh. He’d been so blinded with his own affection for you that he hadn’t noticed yours, “not you too! You’re all acting so weird. Are we gonna  do movie night or are you all going to continue acting like this?”

“Movie!” Eddie shouted happily as Dustin tossed blankets around for everyone to get comfortable. You watched as Steve took his customary spot on the big couch, on the far end, grabbing one of the big blankets and looking at you, silently asking if you were coming. It was normal for you to be next to him, normal for you to be tucked into his side, normal for him to put his arm around as you laid your head on his chest. Oh. 

What was normal for the two of you…wasn’t normal for everyone. Not for people that were just friends. At the realization, your cheeks warmed up and you slowly made your way to him, almost flopping down as he tossed the blanket over both of you. You wondered if…maybe he felt the same way as you. You’d always thought you’d hidden your affection and sweetness for him well enough but now you were…absolutely questioning that. 

Without even thinking about it, Steve pulled you into his side and his long arm wrapped around you. Only this time, you didn’t lay your head on his chest or on his shoulder, but your gaze was concentrated on him. 

Lucas flipped off the lights as Eddie started the movie, casting the room into darkness save for the light of the television. You hadn’t even noticed what movie was playing, instead so hyper-aware and focused on Steve. You’d never been more aware of his closeness, of how his body felt next to yours. Suddenly it seemed like every time you had touched him had been taken for granted. 

“Hey,” he leaned and whispered so long you could hear him, “is everything okay?”

“Y-yeah,” you swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded, giving him an unconvincing little smile, “just…tired.”

“Oh,” he almost sounded disappointed, but you could tell that he didn’t believe you, “okay.”

Despite your hesitation, you forced yourself to push through, to see if perhaps you could take it a little further. You slung your arm over his midsection before cuddling into his side and practically squishing your face into his chest. You could feel his sharp inhale before he slowly let it back out and he relaxed. Neither of you said anything for some time, sitting there comfortably tangled up, but unable to focus on the movie. 

After what seemed like a small eternity, you couldn’t handle it anymore. You untangled yourself from Steve, sitting back on legs so you were facing him. His mouth opened in surprise for a moment, but when he noticed you studying him so intently, he grew nervous. 

“C-can we go upstairs?” his heart almost dropped into his stomach at your words as his mind immediately started reeling with the possibilities. His mouth felt dry so he just nodded instead, not trusting himself to speak. You quietly climbed off the couch and padded towards the stairs with Steve following closely behind. You didn’t even look back or stop until you were at his door, letting yourself into his room. 

There was something so familiar and comforting about his room; you’d been in here hundreds of times before but something about this moment felt so different. You sat down on his bed as he closed the door and leaned against it. You were looking at each other, both of you unable to look away. 

“Stevie?” your gaze had shifted to your feet as you played with a loose thread on his blanket. He made a small sound of acknowledgement but didn’t push you any further, “why were they all acting so weird tonight? Is there something going on?”

“Whaddya mean?” he stuffed his hands into his pockets as you looked up and tutted at him.

“You know what I mean,” you sighed lightly, “they were all huggy and touchy. It’s not…I like touch, you know, but on my terms. It’s just…I dunno, I’ve always been that way. But…with you, i-it’s different. I don't know…I like when you…t-touch me."

There was a bemused little smile on his face as he waited for you to realize your mistake. When you did, your hands went to your face as your entire body felt like it was on fire, "fuck - Stevie, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that I-I just…I like being close to you."

"I know what you meant," he moved from the door and came closer to you, tentatively and slowly to make sure he wasn't crossing any unspoken boundaries. When you didn't stop him, he sat down next to you, the mattress dipping under his weight. The two of you sat in silence for a few moments before he set his hand down on the bed next to yours, and you could feel his pinky brushing against yours.

"Steve-"

"Robin is convinced that you like me," he cut you off but had to do it because he wasn't sure if he'd get the courage to say it again, "she says you have this tell - that you don't like touching anyone else but me."

"Steve."

"She wanted to test her dumb theory and that's why everyone was so lovey dovey touchy feely today," he ran a hand through his hair in exasperation, "and I realize now that's a fucked up thing to do and probably made you feel uncomfortable and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let them do it."

"It's okay," you smiled softly, the butterflies in your tummy fluttering around wildly. Robin knew - she had known. Which means that everyone else probably did too, "I thought they were being extra weird."

"Unfortunately."

"What was your conclusion?"

"I - ugh - what?"

"Your conclusion," you moved your hand ever so slightly closer to his and nudged his foot with yours, "what did you learn? About Robin's little theory."

"I…" he inhaled and trailed off, turning his head lightly towards you, "well…I-I think she was right."

"Oh,” it was a soft little sound that caused him to panic and spiral almost immediately. Oh. It could have meant a hundred different things but your expression was giving away nothing. Meanwhile you were trying not to panic out of sheer excitement because holy fuck - that meant Steve did like you. Or at least…probably did. Shit. Were you reading into this too much now? You allowed yourself a small glance at him and realized he’d been staring at you this entire time. 

You shifted so you were fully sitting on his bed, cross-legged as you waited to see who would break the tension. He nervously rubbed his palms on his thighs before letting out a small, nervous laugh, “oh.”

“Steve,” you put your hand on his arm, willing him to look at you, but all he did was stare at the floor, “Stevie.”

He turned at the sound of his nickname, his big, soft brown eyes meeting yours. You could tell there was a nervous little hope behind them. He’d never let anyone else call him Stevie. It had always irked and irritated him but when you said it? It practically made him weak in the knees. Swallowing the nervous lump in his throat, he moved so his position was mirroring yours. 

You felt so vulnerable and open with him, but you never once felt scared or nervous. He always made you feel safe - protected. In a blur and without letting yourself overthink for one, you put your hand on his cheek and surged forward to kiss him. He made a small sound of surprise, taken aback by your sudden boldness, but quickly kissed you right back. It was messy at first, clumsy and awkward and your teeth clicked together a few times, but you soon found a rhythm that was both needy and saccharine. 

He pulled and you pushed your way onto his lap, and he settled his hands on your waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck. When he had thoroughly kissed you until you were both breathless, he pulled back and you both exchanged a nervous little laugh. 

“So ‘oh’ was a good thing then?” he asked sweetly as he cupped your face in his warm, large hand before stroking your cheek.

“Yeah,” you nodded, feeling warm from his touch, “it was.”

“Fuck me,” his groan was playful as he pressed his forehead against yours before you kissed him again. He tasted of salty popcorn, sweet cookies, and faint mint. You liked it - you liked him. You really like kissing him; you’d imagined this moment at least a million times and this still felt better than anything you could have ever dreamed up, “Robin is never going to let me live it down once she realizes she was right.”

“Maybe it’s not such a bad thing,” you whispered, leaning in so your lips were brushing against his, ���maybe it’s the little push we finally needed.” 

“I would have said…something a long time again if I had any idea that you’d feel even remotely the same,” he admitted as a wicked blush rose up in his cheeks. You pulled back and looked at him with wide eyes. Those soft, big doe eyes make him bite the inside of his cheek to keep from moaning out loud.

“What do you mean?” you whispered, “did you not think I liked you? Steve, I’ve loved you for a long time.”

“Y-you..love me?”

“Oh, ahh, shit,” you scratched the back of your neck nervously, pulling back from him for just a moment, “I-I didn’t mean it how it sounded. It’s just that…I like you a lot and it’s-”

“I love you,” his hands found your face as he pulled you back down to his lips. This time he kissed you slowly, pouring every little bit of love, every unspoken word into the kiss, hoping you were able to feel it. You were, “have for a long time.”

“Oh Steve,” this time it was your turn to kiss him, and the two of you were quickly lost in each other and one thing led to another as you ended up under him, beaming up at him happily. He leaned down and you brushed some of the soft locks of hair out of his face, and he couldn’t stop from kissing you again, “Steve.”

“Hey!” Robin knocked loudly on his door and you could hear Eddie giggling along with her, “movie’s over and ugh…we’re gonna continue this at the Wheelers’ so you guys have some…privacy.”

“Unless you’re already having sex!” oh Eddie.

“Good,” Steve groaned lightly as you just smiled at him, “now go!”

“Steve?” Robin’s voice was sticky sweet and you both already knew what was coming, “I told you so.”

“Goodbye!” Steve buried his face into the crook of your shoulder as you just laughed, “our friends are the worst.”

“Sometimes,” you agreed, “but right now, I’m kind of thankful for them. So, tell me Stevie…do you want to have sex?”

“I...fuck,” he closed his and let out a wistful little moan, “yeah, I really do.”

“Good,” you whispered, “me too. But also - I love you.”

“I love you.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #joe keery #joe keery x you #joe keery x reader #st

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AIB CHARACTERS AS YANDERES

Includes: Arisu - Chishiya - Tatta - Banda Sunato - Karube -

Notes: Yandere themes - violence - emotional and physical manipulation/abuse - dub-con/non con/ use of drugs and alcohol -

BANDA IS A BIG RED FLAG AND TRIGGER

♤ Arisu: submissive + manipulative

Now dont get the type foul you. Arisu may do everything you ask him because he is so in love with you. He does not care if you are good or bad with him, whatever you give him he will take it.

However, as I said he will do everything for your love, and that includes killing whoever hurts you, bothers you or whoever he believes are getting too close to you.

Arisu may be the Yandere who plays a protector (obsessive) role in your life, he Will stay close to you, the only thing he cannot do is stay away. You may tell him to stop and to just let you in peace but he wont do it.

He sees you as his Angel and you must be protected.

However, as much as a protector he is, he will make you believe you need a protector and will do it using the worse methods possible.

♤ Chishiya: Insolating + manipulative

Chishiya Will use any method to prove to you how he is the only one you need. Will trash your name so your family and Friends start to get away from you.

Will fake to be you on social media so he can manipulate your Friends into hating you.

Work? Forget about it. He will ruin your resume so no one Will contact you, but thats fine. You can stay at home and play house wife while he works.

He wants you to relay only on him. Cry with him, laught with him, everything must be with him and just him.

♤ Tatta: submissive + manipulative

Did you really think Tatta Will just be your puppy and you his master? Yes Tatta Will let you do with him whatever you want and Will do whatever you ask him.

But he also does not want to be alone, so he will manipulate you with his innocense to keep you away from other people. That friend of yours who gets too close? Yeah he will play the victim card and make you feel bad so you will stop seeing them. He does not have a problem with your family (who loves him), its just....people in general who might get your interest.

♤ Banda Sunato: Eliminating + Manipulative

Forget about being subtle. Banda will kill your Friends, family, however its too close to you he Will make sure they never see the light of the day again.

And he will mock you and blame you because of it. Because you took his interes, because you are too pretty, because you are you.

His emotional manipulation Will go as far as show pics of your dead Friends and family, he then will hug you telling you how dumb you are and how you need someone to take care of you all the time and thats why he is here.

Is he an angel? No he is your personal devil who corrupts you in all the ways.

Forget about consexual sex or touch, the first time he took you by Force during the second night of your abduction, to mark you and make you see how weak you are. Will drug you on daily basis so he can have his way with you and touch you without you screaming at him.

Once you start to break down he will come as innocent and playfull so you start to trust him. You no longer try to scape, you obey the rules and you let him have sex with you whenever he wants.

♤ Karube: Manipulative

Karube wants you to himself but he also wants you to have a bit of life (maybe the less crazy of these).

Now the only people who he trust are Arisu and Chota, so he will kind of Force you to hang out with them. Forget about other male Friends, they are just bad and Karube will be sure to scare them off.

Karube will use alcohol on his favor to get you more careless, he will set you up with a drunk guy and when said drunk guy tries something Karube will appear and take care of it acting as your saviour.

While being drunk Karube Will use this time to get you on his lap, you will ask him what he is doing but he Will just say he is taking care of you. He will kiss you and if you resist then he will sweet talk his way on it.

You two may end together because Karube had sex with you while you were drunk and you cant remember if you gave your consent or not. Its not guilt what makes you end with him but how much he talks about being there for you all the time and how you alwyas had a crush on him (and thats true). Arisu and Chota Will also support Karube's words making you beliving them and ending with him.

#alice in borderland #chishiya #aib imagine #aib imagines #chishiya x reader #alice in borderland x reader #karube #karube x reader #tatta #tatta x reader #banda sunato #banda sunato x reader #arisu #arisu x reader

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100 followers special! Ty all so much <3

Yandere ceo hera x reader (headcanons)

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you worked as an assistant to hera, you had gotten the job after a friend of yours was fired claiming that hera was a live version of devil wears prada. but you needed a job so you had applied anyway.

on your first day it was as you expected, hera hardly payed attention to you instead pawning you off on other workers to train you on what to do. as weeks went on though and you proved to be useful and a good worker hera began to talk to you more, it wasn't much just simple things or small complements if you did a good job which was rare from her.

even though she hardly payed attention to you when you weren't in her presence you couldn't help but notice her stares from across the room or through the glass walls of her office when she saw you talking to another worker at olympus co. especially if it was one of zeus's children that wasn't her own.

the longer you worked there the less people talked to you and the more hera talked to you. you noticed a few glances from others but they quickly looked away as soon as hera would go near you. she began sending you on more personal tasks like fittings for an outfit for the new charity gala shes hosting. after all her personal assistant cant just show up in poor clothing.

eventually when you get to work she doesn't even let you out of her office, she sets up your own little desk claiming its so that she doesn't have to go through the building looking for you if she needs you but truly its to keep you from others.

you would walk into work everyday with new gifts on your desk from expensive chocolates to cute jewelry (with purple diamonds of course), and just anything else to show that you are hers.

if however she catches you outside of her office talking to someone she has forbid you to talk to then you will no longer be able to do that. she is one of the richest people in the world with vacation homes around the world. and billions of dollars to pay off anyone who may come looking for you when she takes you.

she'll hide you off in one of her vacation homes on her private island so that theres no chance of you escaping when she isnt there. she gives you only the most luxurios things and food and has plenty of personally approved maids to help you and make sure you dont go mad being alone on an island.

hera comes to visit you every weekend and schedules a bunch of unamed buisness trips (or atleast thats what she tells everyone else) where she will visit you. the mansion that you are kept at has everything you could ever need so you wont ever try to escape. you also wont ever try to escape because of the cruel punishments promised if you do.

life with hera is quite lovely once you accept that youre never aloud to do anything without her knowledge. and maybe if youre lucky she may even let you back on the mainland, as long as you obey her alone.

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#bloodofzeus #bloodofzues #greekmythology #blood of zeus #ceo Olympus #modern au #modern blood of zeus #yandere headcanons #yandere hera #hera x reader #hera boz #hera #greek mythology fic #yandere blood of zeus x reader #yandere blood of zeus

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okay this is kind of a lot so bear with me real quick

Rebecca steam with a fem reader, BUT the reader doesn’t know Rebecca likes her. They’re best friends and the reader instead likes Deuce, and tells Rebecca how he asked her out and Rebecca is kind of in her feelings about it but with the other ghouls not with the reader. Then when she finally works up the courage to tell the reader how she feels she sees the reader and deuce together. Ending Can be whatever you like I don’t mind! I saw your requests were closing soon so I wanted to ask this one right away! Tysm I really appreciate it :)))

Also if it could be a songfic that would be amazing, any song works for me!

A/N: ugh kiss your brain for me I love you, I’ve never read anything more amazing. I love ‘love triangles’ so much, they’re just so ugh <33

Warnings: set in G1 MH, girl x girl, AFAB reader, uses of She/Her pronouns, love triangle, unspoken feelings, kissing / PDA, slight Clawdeen x Draculara

Songs you can listen too while reading: Lacy by Olivia Rodrigo, The Bug Collector by Haley Heynderickx, Heather by Conan Gray

Navigation!! // Masterlist!!

LACY

The day was almost finishing at Monster High, corridors emptying. Robecca and Y/n stood at Y/n’s locker, talking over the days events.

“Do you have practice today?” Y/n asked, shutting her locker. Robecca nodded with a smile, holding a small bag to clean off her gears after practice.

“I do! Do you want to come join me? Frankie would love to see you.” Robecca says. Y/n shakes her head with a smile, lighting bumping her shoulder into Robecca. Robecca giggles as the two make their way to the gymnasium, meeting up with the rest of the ghouls.

“Hey guys!” Y/n says smiling. Frankie squeals and hugs Y/n, her skates already on.

“Are you gonna watch us practice?” Frankie asks pulling away. Y/n shakes her head laughing.

“No not today. I have plans actually.” Y/n said, a slight blush dusting over her cheeks.

“Oh? with who?” Draculara asks poking her side playfully. Y/n giggled, her icoffin going off in her pocket.

Truthfully, Draculara had already known about Y/n’s plans. Clawd had given Draculara all the gossip on how Deuce and Y/n were hanging out a lot more, alone.

“A friend.” Y/n said giggling as Draculara kept poking her side.

“Well,” Frankie said pulling Draculara away from Y/n softly, the two smiling. “ We wont keep you from your ‘friend’ any longer.” Frankie said with a wink. Y/n blushed and laughed, looking over to Clawdeen and Rochelle who were smiling at Y/n jokingly.

“Better run, don’t wanna keep your ‘friend’ waiting.” Clawdeen called as Y/n began to leave the gymnasium.

“Oh please give it a rest.” Y/n called with a chuckle.

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“Hey!” Deuce called, standing near his car. Y/n smiled waving to him, walking across the parking lot to meet with him.

“Hey.” Y/n said as she got closer. Deuce just smiled, pulling her into a hug.

“Dropped Robecca off?” He asked, and Y/n nodded.

“Yeah, the girls wanted me to watch them practice but I told them I had plans.” Y/n said as Deuce opened the passenger door for her.

“What’d you tell them?” Deuce asked before she got in. She turned around now facing him, stuck between him and the car.

“I told them I was hanging out with a friend.” Y/n said nervously. Deuce just laughed, leaning forward to press a kiss to her lips.

“So friends kiss each other? I’d hate to see what you do with your other friends.” He says rolling his eyes.

“Nothing I swear.” She says laughing, wrapping her arms around his waist to hug him. He laughs, hugging her back and kissing her forehead.

“I figured. C’mon, we got food waiting for us.” He says, pulling away to let Y/n get in the car. She gives him a curious look before getting in.

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“She isn’t answering.” Robecca said, a slight frown on her face.

“Well she is with a friend. Maybe they’re just busy.” Clawdeen said, drinking water. Robecca nodded and sighed.

“I know but.. I feel like she’s hiding something from me.” Robecca says, turning her icoffin off and setting it to the side.

“Like what?” Draculara asks, skating over to Robecca and Clawdeen.

“Like.. I’m not sure. I just have this feeling.” Robecca said, looking down at her lap.

“Well whatever it is, I’m sure she’ll tell you when she’s ready.” Draculara said with a smile. Clawdeen stood up, stretching and holding her water bottle in hand.

“Hey Robecca, can you come with me to get more water? I finished mine.” Clawdeen said. Robecca nodded and Draculara moved to take her spot on the bench, unlasing her skates.

Outside, Clawdeen held her water bottle up against the fountain to fill her bottle.

“So, you wanna tell me what’s really going on?” Clawdeen asks. Robecca leans against a locker, back against the cold metal.

“Clawdeen, you know Y/n and I are best friends but…” Robecca trails off, hoping she doesn’t need to say it out loud.

“I know Robecca. Trust me I do.” Clawdeen says pulling her water back and closing it with the lid. Clawdeen had already confided in Robecca about her feelings for Draculara, and the confusion she felt after finding out Draculara and Clawd had been dating. “ But you gotta tell her.” Clawdeen said, a sad smile on her face.

“I don’t want to ruin the friendship.” Robecca says. Clawdeen frowns and pulls Robecca into a side hug, the two walking back to the gymnasium.

“Robecca, you gotta tell her before it’s too late. Ghoul to ghoul, keeping your feelings bottled isn’t right. Do it while you still can.” Clawdeen says, voice pressing.

“I just don’t want to lose her. I don’t want to lose us, or what we have.” Robecca says, the two stopping outside the gymnasium doors.

“Then go get her.”

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“I can’t believe you did that.” Y/n says laughing, leaning into Deuce’s side. He chuckles and wraps his arm around her, pulling her closer.

“It was funny! What was I supposed to do? He tried taking my wallet, I wasn’t just gonna let him leave unstoned.” Deuce said, the two walking up the steps of Monster High.

“Still, stoning him? Can’t you get in trouble for that?” Y/n asked with a sign, the smile never faltering off her face.

“Maybe, only one way to find out.” Deuce said, opening one of the large doors for her. The two walk in, deciding to head to the auditorium to relax for a bit before Robecca’s practice was over.

“So, I was thinking,” Deuce said, sitting in an empty seat. Y/n sat down next to him, putting her legs up on the seat in front of her, crossing her legs. “ What if we go to that new fair that opened up this weekend?” Deuce asked, leaning back to look at Y/n.

“We could. I think I have plans with Robecca Sunday though.” You say, tapping the screen of your icoffin to see if she’d texted you. She hadn’t.

“Well you two are best friends. I’m surprised you didn’t stay to watch her practice.” Deuce said. Y/n sighed, leaning her head on his shoulder, giggling once she left his snakes lightly tickle her.

“I wanted to see you. I can watch her practice another time.” You say, and he smiles at that. He shifts the two slightly, letting his arm drape over her shoulders.

“So, can I ask you a question?” Deuce asks, his heart thumping nervously, he almost feels like it’s in his throat.

“You just did.” Y/n says and he grins.

“A different one.” He clarifies.

“Sure, go ahead.” Y/n answers. Theres a long pause before he asks her.

“ Will you be my girlfriend?”

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“Hey Robecca, we’re all going to Frankie’s to get some food. You wanna join us?” Rochelle asks, the ghouls all walking out of the gymnasium with their things.

“Sure. Let me tell Y/n, we were going to go over to her place to study, but we can all study together.” Robecca says, and the ghouls begin to talk amongst themselves as they walk outside to the courtyard.

Pushing the front doors open, Robecca steps outside to see Deuce and Y/n, tossing food in each others mouths. A game. Deuce is tossing food in the air, Y/n moving back slightly to catch it. When she does, she cheers loudly.

“Um.. Robecca, you okay?” Clawdeen asks, following her gaze. It’s then she sees what has Robecca so stunned.

From tossing food at each other, to giving each other a small peck on the lips.

“Oh my ghoul, I’m so sorry Robecca.” Clawdeen whispered, watching Robecca’s eyes water.

“I- She didn’t tell me- when did they…” Robecca stuttered, watching the two laugh together. Draculara and Frankie walked down the steps, too engrossed in their own conversation to notice Robecca’s confused state. The two looked ahead of them to see Deuce, accompanied by Y/n.

“So this was the friend you were going to meet.” Frankie says, interrupting their conversation. Y/n is stunned like a deer in headlights, laughing nervously.

“Oh! Hey Frankie, hey Draculara.” Y/n said. Robecca and Clawdeen caught up with the two girls, now standing next to them. “How was practice guys?” Y/n asked. Robecca ignored her question.

“Y/n can we talk?” Robecca asked, eyes darting to a farther place, away from everyone. Y/n nodded, squeezing Deuces hand before walking away, leaving him with Draculara, Clawdeen and Frankie.

“When did you two become a thing?” Robecca asked, gesturing to Y/n and Deuce with her hands.

“He asked me if I wanted to get food with him after school a month ago. We’ve just been hanging out a lot ever since, and he kinda asked me to be his…girlfriend.” Y/n explained cautiously, but with a nervous smile nonetheless.

“Is that why you’ve been skipping out on my practices? A-and girlfriend? isn’t that a bit soon? I mean does he even know you?” Robecca asked hurt, a million questions in her mind. She really meant, ‘What does he have I don’t?’

“Becca don’t be like that, you know you’ll always be my best friend, and we’ve actually gotten to know each other pretty well. I really like him.” Y/n frowned, putting her hands on Robecca’s shoulders.

“I know, I know… but I don’t want to lose you.” Robecca says quietly. Y/n smiles and pulls her into a hug, resting her face on her shoulder.

“You could never lose me ‘Becca. I’ll always be here.” Y/n says before pulling back, tucking a piece of hair behind Robeccas ear. “I really do like him. He’s a good guy. You would like him.” Y/n said. Robecca nodded, trying to fake a smile.

“Go hang out with him then. You can convince me all about him later.” Robecca said with a smile. Y/n’s eyes went wide with excitement, hugging Robecca with a squeal.

“Robecca you are the best person I know.” Y/n whispered, squeezing her tight.

“Of course, you know I’d do anything for you.”

#monster high deuce x reader #monster high robecca steam x reader #robecca steam #robecca steam x reader #deuce gorgon x reader #monster high x reader #monster high clawdeen #monster high deuce #monster high draculaura #monster high frankie #draculaura x clawdeen #deuce x reader

[kazuwhora]

— SCAR TISSUE

⨳ WARNINGS. gn!reader, small levels of angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of suicide and mental health struggles (kazutora)

⨳ WORD COUNT. 2.1k

⨳ NOTE. commission for the lovely @lesbiansportsanime and also a little something in honour of kazutora’s upcoming birthday <3 I may have shed a tear writing this

KAZUTORA has always been left in his thoughts— always left behind, always alone, and this time was no different. this time, he had taken away everyone he held close to his heart, and pushed away any chance of ever being loved by those around him ever again. he had given in to the sickness of his mind, and lost control— again. but this time, there was no one to save him. except you.

you had watched kazutora from the sidelines of fights. you watched him hurt those around him, and bring them down with him. you watched him spiral into the reality of his own delusions, and you watched as the people around him took advantage of his weakness, and manipulate him deeper into the toxicity of his mind.

part of you had always felt responsible for the events that led up to his imprisonment, after all you had observed it happening— all sides— and you let it happen. you didn’t know him, but you felt like you did, and the guilt weighed heavy on your shoulders when you watched from the sidelines as his eyes welled with tears you had never seen as he knelt beside the body of his best friend.

kazutora had already accepted his fate when he watched the life drain from baji’s eyes. the only person left who cared about him, gone in an instant and it was his fault. every second from the moment he was taken away by the police was spent shelving the blame for everything he had done, to the point where his mind was more broken and damaged than it had ever been before.

the request came as a surprise— draken had dropped by your house one afternoon, respectful as always as he asked to speak with you outside. draken had never been all that close to you before, knowing you only from your friendship with emma and not much more than that. but something about the concern that dwelled behind his eyes as he closed the door behind you made your nerves teeter on the edge.

“I need you to do me a favour” he had asked, looking past you into the distance as the sun set on the horizon. “we need you to do us a favour”

draken spoke as if his voice encompassed the gang as a whole, and he cleared his throat with an uncomfortable shift of his posture.

“kazutora” he hummed, crossing his arms in front of him as your brows knit in a confused frown. “he needs somebody, and I don’t think he can handle it being any of us”

“what—” you started, but draken cut you off before you could finish.

“he can sense it— the resentment” he muttered. draken was never proud of his negative emotions, nor was he ever one to express much in the first place. “takemitchi and I visited him today, and mikey was right. if he’s stuck in there with nobody to help him on the outside, he’s not going to make it much longer”

a knot formed in your throat as you caught drift of what draken was aiming at. suddenly all the guilt you had shrugged away watching kazutora’s downfall crashed against your body like a wave against sharp rocks, and your chest ached with an emotion you couldn’t quite understand. you had never even met kazutora, and yet the responsibility you felt— the yearning to help him nearly made your eyes prick with tears as you imagined him withering away all alone in a cell until he could no longer take the guilt of what he had done.

“but—” you started again, knowing draken was going to cut you off regardless.

“I know it’s weird, but takemitchi and I figured out a plan, if you’re okay with it of course”

you nodded for him to go on, finally giving up trying to get a word in edgewise.

“takemitchi and I— we’re going to write to him, once a month probably. I’ll give the letters to you to bring to him in person, you can tell him we couldn’t afford the postage or something. he probably wont think twice about it”

“but why m—”

“you’re the only person who doesn’t have a direct connection to what happened. you’re emma’s friend, so he’ll just connect the dots between us that way.”

the more you listened to draken’s explanation, the more you felt the waves of anxiety ebb and flow in your mind. you thought about the anguish that kazutora was dealing with— ten years behind bars would never undo what he did, and would never bring back the only person who really cared about him. you thought more and more about the tears that dripped from his eyes, and being all alone in a prison for ten years with nobody left to care would only push him right back to where he was before, and the responsibility weighed heavy on your shoulders once more.

watching from the sidelines and he withered away wasn’t an option this time. you wouldn’t allow yourself to feel that kind of guilt again, and besides, kazutora had always piqued your interest anyways.

and from that day on, you were enlisted as the official mail delivery service for kazutora hanemiya.

your first encounters were awkward. he was closed off, and emotionless— like an empty shell of a person. but somewhere behind his dull eyes, was a tiny twinkle that lit up more and more with every visit.

it started off just with the letters. you would schedule a visit, sit down, hand him the letters, and buy him a drink and something to eat. he was always thankful for your presence, bowing nearly to the ground each time you got up to leave. and slowly, over time, his walls came down and his smile returned.

you became a familiar face quite fast, and though your purpose was born from obligation, you quickly found yourself missing him between the letters.

monthly visits turned more frequent, though the letters stayed the same. you always had a new excuse to see him— sometimes to show off the new shoes you had bought, or your new haircut, or sometimes just to catch up on the only show that ever aired besides the news in prison.

kazutora was no longer the boy he was when he was free, but he was never truly free back then. though confined in walls with tight schedules and rules, kazutora was more free now, than he ever was before— and it was all thanks to your friendship that had blossomed over the years.

your visits had grown so predictable, and so frequent that the staff at the prison barely bothered to check you before entering. you were known on a first name basis by all the staff, all the guards, and all the other inmates that kazutora had allowed himself to befriend thanks to your encouragement and support.

it was his therapist that had been the one that was always on your side. he had rooted for your friendship, and thanked you for allowing kazutora into your heart, and your life all the same. so when your email came asking for his help to organize a visit on kazutora’s birthday, you barely even needed to ask.

in the years before, you had never even considered asking about visitation rights and facilities. you had spent many of kazutora’s birthdays celebrating with an unlit candle shoved into a pile of chips in an open bag, pretending to blow out a flame that wasn’t allowed. kazutora never minded— he thought it was funny and it never failed to bring a smile to his face, or a special warmth to your hugs. but this year was different. this year was his fifth birthday spent in prison— his halfway mark, and you wanted to make it special.

with a table full of groceries and ingredients supplied by both the prison staff and his therapist, you lean your hips against the counter as you sort through the items and get to work preparing. the staff had given you special permission to use the family visitation room, equipped with a half kitchen, a sofa with a tv, and a small table in the center of the room. excitement bubbles in your chest as you slice onions into tiny circles and prepare the only dish kazutora had ever expressed his desire to try: okonomiyaki.

you had never made these types of pancakes before, but days before his birthday you had spent hours watching videos and tutorials to find the best recipe you could think of with all his favourite ingredients. and surely, it would be better than the microwaved ramen he always considered a treat.

time ticks on the clock as you anxiously watch the pancake sizzle on the pan. now, your desire to make everything perfect weighs on your conscience as you scramble to clean up the mess you had made over the last two hours until the sound of footsteps in the hallway and the jingle of the guards keys signals your reminder to turn off the stove and put the food on the plates. just as you finish placing everything down on the stable and straightening the utensils just right, kazutora’s head peeks through the door with a face draped with confusion.

“i-is this—” he stutters, hesitating to enter the room until the guard nudges him past the door and closes it behind him. “for me?”

a warm smile settles on your lips as you watch him look around the room in awe. his eyes are already glossy as he takes in his surroundings, and you can’t help but pull him into a hug you’ve been craving since the last time you saw him.

“all for you” you speak through your smile as he eases himself into the hug, still distracted by everything you’ve done around him. “but also I made you okonomiyaki and we should probably try it before it gets too cold to be good”

“okonomiyaki?!” he gasps, pushing you away from the hug as he stares at you with complete seriousness behind his eyes. “you made… okonomiyaki?! for real?”

you can’t help but giggle watching his eyes light up like a kid when he sees the steaming food on the plate beside him. he can barely contain his excitement as he sits down, legs bouncing up and down while he waits for you to sit. there’s a sense of satisfaction that washes over you as you watch him tear apart the food you so carefully prepared like an animal. it’s times like these that he lives up to his name, but even still you giggle and reach across the table to fix his sleeves that keep rolling down into the food.

“good?” you ask, wishing you had made more at the sight of how fast he devoured the plate.

kazutora only nodded with a thumbs up as he picked every last piece and dusted his hands off with a sense of accomplishment. but words couldn’t encompass how grateful he was for you, and he could only express his feelings through his excitement that spilled over to you with infectious laughter.

“don’t worry about the dishes” you hum, shooing him away from counter and pointing to the sofa across from the tv. “I managed to get them to record the episodes you missed last month so we can catch up together”

just when you thought kazutora’s eyes couldn’t go any wider, his face lights up with shock as he nearly jumps in place and pulls you to the sofa. his fingers move at lightning speed with the remote as he skips through the mindless recordings of baseball games the staff kept for themselves until he finds the first of the missed episodes of your shared tv show.

“seriously though” he pauses, turning to face you as you tuck stray pieces of his hair behind his ear. “why’re you doing all this?”

you smile, letting your hand rest on top of his as you let out a small sigh. “what, you don’t like it?” you tease, and kazutora nearly panics.

“no! no its not that! this has been the best day of—”

you cut him off before he can say another word that might pull at your heartstrings a little too much. “because its your fifth birthday tora, and I wanted to show you how much I care about you”

kazutora cocks his head like a dog. “.. fifth? but.. I’m—”

“you’re not the same person you were when you got here five years ago— you restarted everything— you’ve changed now”

a shaky breath sits in your chest as you watch his eyes fall to your hand covering his.

“you’re right” he mutters, though his face reflects the contentment and comfort of his soul. “thank you— for everything…”

“of course— I want to make your birthday spe—”

this time kazutora is the one to cut you off, and his fingers intertwine themselves with yours.

“I mean for everything— all these years, everything you’ve done for me— thank you”

you look up at him, his glossy eyes reflecting the tears that glimmer in yours. you had spent nearly your whole life searching for something to make you feel whole, and now you’ve realized you’ve had it right beside you all along for the last five years. the missing piece of his puzzle is the extra piece of yours, and there’s nothing more fulfilling than looking down at the finished piece of artwork before you.

“thank you” you hum, looking away as you try your best to withhold the tears that kazutora lets flow so freely. “you’re everything to me, kazutora, so happy birthday”

your lip quivers with a tearful smile as kazutora pulls you just close enough to rest his chin on your head.

and for once in your life, you feel whole.

#kazutora x reader #kazutora angst #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers angst #kazutora #hanemiya kazutora x you #kazutora x reader angst #tokyo revengers #tokyorev x reader #kazutora x you

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For Sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo)

Pt 5

A.n - hey yall so this is gonna be a very very very slow burn I already have some chapters written so I will probs rapid fire. It will be toxic, there will be angst , smut , everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

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Its finally the end of the week and I’m packing my bag to leave early from school not wanting to finish the day. I spent the rest of the week hanging out with the triplets because Haylee has been giving me the silent treatment, which wont last longer seeing as she has nothing to do all weekend.

I sent a quick text to the group chat Nick created for us.

Pickle-

Hey babes, I'm leaving school. Not a single part of me wants to stay here so I will see you tonight.

I throw my phone into the waistband of my leggings grabbing my keys and heading out the side door. During my drive to my dads house I thought about the words Lindsey spewed at me the other morning. ‘Be a whore as much as you want. Matt will never forget me’ It wasnt that I even liked Matt, it was that 1. I was NOT a whore and 2. Why can't I just spend time with friends without it being labeled? The way she looked at me with disgust really irked me too. I literally didn't bother anyone. I kept to myself as much as possible.

Machue-

Okay us too, see you at our house.

Nicky-

10 mins out

I rolled my eyes, somehow in two days of coming over these boys have managed to woo my dad and basically raid my entire kitchen. I ran upstairs and decided I would use these ten minutes to actually relax. Before I knew it my door was being pounded on. I sent them a quick text that I was just in my room and to come up.

“I've decided to grace you guys with my presence at this football game” Nick said entering my room and laying next to me. “Grace is a STRONG word” Matt took the next spot next to me on my bed. “I personally love some Nicky time” I said sitting up looking at Matt with a dirty look. Chris laid at the end of my bed opening his phone. Matt started getting a call as he laid his head on my lap answering it, I looked at the contact name. It was Maddy with a purple heart, a pange of annoyance ran through my chest as he started speaking.

“Helloo” he answered dragging his voice out. “Hi Matty! Are you driving us to the game!” This girl's voice already annoyed me. “No sorry I'm going with Y/N, see ya there” he quickly hung up before the girl could reject and looked up at me smiling. I rolled my eyes at him, I shouldn't be jealous, I don't even like him.

“What time do we have to leave?” I asked looking up from my phone. “In like three hours” I laid down making Matt have to rest his head on the middle of my back “Wake me up in two please” Chris patted my leg getting up “I'm going to make food” Nick stood up following him leaving me and Matt alone. “C’mon move over a little” Matt said while I moved over a little laying on my side while he snuck his arm around my waist. I felt my cheeks heat up and I closed my eyes feeling his warm body behind me.

“Come on guys, we got an hour till we got to go” Chris said, shaking me. I got up finding something to wear. I decided on legging with a cropped hoodie and a larger flannel over it seeing as it would be a little colder. Mass weather at night was no joke. I go into the bathroom to change and brush my teeth quick. I walked out to all the boys sitting on my bed waiting for me.

“Lets go downstairs and get food before” I said, grabbing my phone and making my way down the stairs before the boys came booking it past me down the stairs. We all ate for a little before walking out of the kitchen towards my car. I quickly lock the doors, handing the keys to Matt.

I sat in the front, Matt driving with Chris and Nick in the back. I put on Ivy by frank ocean and Matt smiled at me putting a hand on my thigh. I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked down not wanting him to see. He left his hand there the rest of the ride. Once we get to the game we made our way into the bleachers. I took a seat next to Olivia for a minute to talk to her, the boys sat up top while some girls ran over. I finished my conversation with Olivia before walking up the bleachers to see some girl sitting in between Matt’s legs. I stop dead in my tracks, you have to be kidding me.

I rolled my eyes at Matt as I took a seat in between Chris’ legs. “Who the fuck is that.” I ask Chris angirly “Maddy, don't worry I got this.” He says before sitting up “Hey Maddy, ever think about NOT being a whore” I choked on my laugh, it was rude I didn't even know this girl.

“Chris chill” Matt said, pushing the girl out between his lap while I gave him a nasty look. “Chris can we go sit in the car” Half time had already hit, I hadn't realized how long I was with Olivia. “I'm coming” Matt said following a step behind us. I decided to just ignore his presence, he couldn't just act the way he had been and then flirt with other girls expecting me to be okay with it.

“Can we sleepover? We won't be back to your house till like ten and that's not including stopping to get food” Matt asked I shrugged agreeing still annoyed with him. We all sat in my warm car until half time was over. Chris and Nick walked together as Matt held me behind.

“Come on, what's up?” Matt asked “Oh nothing you just cuddle me to sleep, hold my leg in the car and once we are here you have some other bitch sit between your legs” I say finally taking a breath. “Are you jealous?” He steps closer looking down at me with a smirk, I shake my head going to walk away as he grabs my wrist pulling me back “If you want me for yourself just say that.” We were chest to chest and honestly he had me speechless. I sighed turning my back to him “Lets go Matthew” He ran up behind me as we walked back into the game together.

The Maddy girl would’nt leave Matt the fuck alone. I was getting pissed and it was obvious. I got up halfway through the last quarter. “Nick wanna go wait in the car?” He nodded, standing up “Lets just go” Matt said, grabbing my forearm leading me down the bleachers. Chris and Nick followed behind as Matt and I walked ahead. “Lets go out to eat and than back to yours” Nick offered and I nodded agreeing before leaning back in my seat thinking about this Maddy girl. I have never felt the weird feeling I have right now. Almost as soon as the thought was going through my head, Matt's phone lit up with a text from her. I scoffed, shaking my head and looking out the window. I had a horrible feeling about her.

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#matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo

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woah my first time requesting off anon

anywyaydbsbbdb if requests are open i’ll req Scp 035 x ghost!reader where whenever 035 is a little mean/“manipulative” towards reader, reader just scares the shit out of him for a week as a “haha i get the last laugh” kinda thing BRHDHHDSJH

thanks! and if you don’t feel comfortable writing this, your free to decline/delete it, no worries! ^^ (if any part of my request doesn’t make sense lmk!)

035 x Ghost!Reader

I love you… WHO SAID THAT

Anyways, request are open thank you for requesting, i also love Ms. Pauling.

It is unclear how you two meet, but it you two had stick together for a long time ago.

Every time Dyo wakes up you had be there in a corner greeting him or just around even before he takes over a host.

Overall your friendship with him is okey, but in all friendships there are always flaws.. very big ones.

He would literally try to annoy you on purpose to help him cuz he says that ‘we are friends right? Then help me with x or y” But then ignores you or invalidates your feelings.

This had happen for a while, but you decide to put a stop at it.

Since you are a ghost, ghost tend to have those weird days where reality turned towards you and being around has become ills to the point of feeling like you were about to have panic attack, but never had it.

Those times Dyo thought since more vulnerable, the better.

Oh he thought wrong..

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“Hey… how are yo friend?” Dyo said coming closer to you, as you were on a corner trying not to loose your mind.

“Leave me alone Dyo, im not in the mood to be manipulated by you” You spitted out.

“Me? Manipulate you? Never!” He said with his fake tone, but you didn’t reply only looking away hoping he had left you alone.

“I need a tiny favor from you” he said and then started to yap his life away on wanting to escape, but stop when he realize you weren’t listening.

“Oh come on, you know friends help each other! I always been there for you when remember when… when..” He tried looking for an example but immediately brush it off “that doesn’t matter” He said coming closer to you “But what matters is that friends help each other and.. and we are friend-“

“LEAVE ME ALONE” you yelled. You grew big and scary, you grew even bigger tha touch the ceiling and had to stretch out, everything around started floating, the cristal box and holder of 035 mask.

035 felt back and hit the floor as soon as you scream at him to leave you alone. One of the cameras that was on too of you ended up hitting him, he then ran out and and shouted for help. Foundation personal were confused as to what happen.

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After that incident you were pretty much mad at him, as to for many time that he wouldn’t leave you alone when you were down.

With or without a host you will show up, in a corner making sure he can see you.

He would try to use telepathy for her, but be immediately shut down by thousands of whispers that he couldn’t keep up on what they were saying, changing his expression to a frown.

Sometimes you would shake his container, one time you shake it so hard it almost felt down.

You would come really close to him and look at him with unsettling eyes and show a reflection knowing that you were right behind him watching him.

Sometimes you would follow him making him paranoid, at the same tike you would move things around to purposely make him trip or fall.

One time you threw a guards head at full force at him, it missed but he got blood splashed.

Sometimes you would chase him, not in a comical way. He got even hurt one time and almost got in danger to which you save him too.

Of course he will force himself to apologize to you and say he wont do it again. He will eventually but less persistently. He couldn’t take the abuse any longer.

This sourt of give you a sense of security next time he will think twice before he even tries to mess with you.

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That is all y’all i hope you all enjoyed it!

#scp x reader #scp 035 x reader #scp #scp foundation #scp fandom

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yaaaay tuna time tuna time. ok so the manga is I Love Amy and its about a yandere girl making friends with the lesbian mc to get closer to her male crush but finds herself really enjoying spending time with her. very good stuff highly recommend. anyway I will be scalping this whole plot for my brainrot! as I'm basing this off a wlw manga please read yan and darling as being the same gender (ex: dazai with a male darling, higuchi with a female darling) thank u.

so, following the aforementioned plot, darling actually starts out as yans TARGET instead of yans crush, accidentally getting on their radar by being seen talking to yans current obsession one too many times during routine reconnaissance (stalking). obviously they need to get rid of them! theyre getting in the way! crush shouldn't ever talk to anyone else but them!!!! 

when local freak loner weirdo yan suddenly asks if you want to hang out with them, alone, it occurs to you that you should be a little more cautious- but, truth be told, you've had a crush on them for a while... and you know its probably impossible that they swing your way, but couldn't hurt to give it a shot, right?

with this in mind (and lowkey kinda entranced by how pretty they are up close), you agree. 

lucky for you theyre perceptive enough to sniff out that ur a fruit and thus a complete non-threat, so you live another day! and, to their surprise, they find themselves kind of enjoying hanging out with you. 

yadda yadda yadda, the two of you strike a deal to help them get in good with their crush, theyve had pretty bad luck with this so far, but they seem to like YOU, so you can get them some one-on-one time! you're pretty bummed you were right about the person you like not being interested, but hey! theyre still your friend! as long as they can be happy, you’ll be happy for them! on their end, theyre just using you (or so they think). sure, you’re ok to hang out with or whatever, but your companionship doesnt mean anything compared to their crush. once they get what they want, youre pretty much donezo. 

i wont go on for too much longer about this here but im sure you get the idea, over spending time with them as friends and dedicating so much of your time to trying to help them find their happiness, yan starts turning their attention on YOU instead. they find themself getting irritated when they catch you talking to other boys/girls, what did you suddenly get a s/o or something? are you gonna stop hanging out with them? you cant DO that youre their ONLY friend! or they’ll surprise themself by desperately wanting to pass up spending time with crush to go stay with you instead. or getting REALLY REALLY mad when they see people being rude to you when they used to not care. little things like that. i feel like this concept could be really good for soft yan stuff but you COULD make it darker if you wanna. 

characters i think would work with this: bsd - dazai (specifically pm dazai cuz hes a freak with no social skills), akutagawa, poe, ranpo, sigma, higuchi, gin, lucy. genshin - childe, scaramouche, albedo, cyno, eula, ei (i feel a modern au would work best for ei here), rosaria, shenhe

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something about the holidays has fried my brain but i cant let your asks go unanswered any longer !!!!! p.s i love amy is just wonderful thank you for the rec ^^ im just gonna go over this with childe because you deserve genshin content from me :< spoilers for childe's real name (tho i think everyone knows it by now lol) unedited!

context: X is the person ajax likes (as you can tell i am very good at coming up with names :>) some things here are taken from i love amy so give it a read !! it's totally worth it i promise~

at the time, you couldn't come up with a single reason why ajax had approached you all those days ago, accompanied only by a menacing look. in fact, you could still recall how the malice in his eyes deepened once he caught sight of you stumbling your way over in his direction.

you had heard the rumors about him (like everyone else had), and while you didn't want to judge someone because of what others had to say, you couldn't deny the fear that consumed you when he stared at you with thinly veiled distaste—right after interrogating you about your relationship with the person you had just been conversing with. it occurred to you far too late that ajax had witnessed the conversation between you and X, and now you were about to be at the receiving end of the terrors you had only heard of in passing.

your brain went into overdrive thinking of an answer. childhood friends? what if he got jealous that you spent so much time with X, time he couldn't have? but if you lied about not knowing X, he'd come after you anyway if he found out the truth, right? so you tried to come up with a lukewarm answer, something to show that you weren't trying to meddle with his…potential relationship. whether you said the two of you were partners for a project, neighbors or family friends, whatever it was, it worked in convincing him that you weren't interested.

but it worked too well, as you soon came to realize, after noticing how ajax was attached to you constantly. at your response, he had lit up and quickly pulled you closer, declaring you would help him by gathering information and helping him plan for the perfect date (and of course, there was not a single moment of consideration for your say in the matter)

even though you insisted over and over again that you'd be no help, with no experience in dating or flirting with anyone, let alone someone as popular as X, and claiming you weren't close enough with them to ask such detailed questions, ajax was far from bothered. perhaps, in his eyes, you were the perfect sidekick—obedient enough to drag around like a sulking pet, but not so compliant that you weren't of some use, at the very least for entertainment. and maybe, just maybe, because he was starting to feel a little lonely.

what he didn't know at the time was that you, despite all the warnings and whispers, had a crush on him. you reasoned with yourself that most people would fall for him, if not for his fixation with X. and although you knew he was 100% infatuated with someone else, you had foolishly thought it wouldn't be the worst idea to be his friend. you had hoped that hanging out with him and being faced with the reality that he would never look twice at you would work as a bitter yet effective remedy to the flustered racing of your heart and the fluttering sensation that seized you.

surprisingly, ajax made for decent company, disregarding the pain of unrequited affection. all your time together was mostly spent talking about X, which you never complained about, but you also learned a little about him, like the fact that he had younger siblings and that he participated in a lot of archery competitions. it occurred to you for a moment, that given his track record, ajax being so well-versed with a weapon probably wouldn't end well, but you shut down that thought almost immediately. he may talk about wanting X all for himself and may have some concerning fantasies, but even he wouldn't go to such lengths, right?

the more time you spent with him, however, the fewer opportunities you actually had to talk to X. still, despite how little use he had for you, ajax still kept you by his side. maybe it was, in his eyes, a good thing that you were staying away from X. some part of you itched to tell him that you wouldn't betray him like that...not like it mattered to him. you knew he was only using you, either as an information source or a test subject, and even if it hurt to know he'd never care about you like he did X, you never once considered distancing yourself from him

you liked to think that he liked your company too, at least as an acquaintance. after all, since that first encounter, he hadn't threatened to snap your arm if you didn't tell him everything you were talking to X about. maybe that time he dragged you away mid-conversation with your friend should have been alarming, or maybe that other time when you woke up tied to a chair in his basement ("don't worry," he had brushed off your concerned look, "i only did this because you kept saying you were too busy to come over. anyways…") should have sent you running, but you justified it to yourself as his odd way of watching out for you.

or more likely, the warning signs just flew over your head because you couldn't imagine that he would be as creepy as the rumors said. you did idolize him to an extent that you tried to justify all his strange habits. it didn't matter much, anyway, since you were well aware this arrangement was temporary—you were only serving as replacement company until he finally got with X, and then your presence in his life would instantly be shut out.

because you were under the impression that it was all temporary, you didn't mind, even when he started overstepping into your personal matters. more than once you had to cancel meet-ups with friends in favor of spending time with him, and the few times you did manage to be away from him, ajax would interrogate you about every detail of your day without him, and at the very end would demand you tell him if you enjoyed being away from him, scowling until you placated him.

and then, the 'practice dates' started feeling a little too real. with him insisting on feeding you spoonfuls of dessert and latching onto your hand uncomfortably tight. but honestly, you couldn't complain, even if you knew something was wrong. going out with X didn't seem as much of a priority as it was a way to convince you that he desperately needed your help in 'practicing'.

all this while, you were under the impression your role was simply to be a good friend to ajax. naturally, when you had an opportunity to talk to X again after such a long time, you jumped to take it. what you didn't expect was for ajax to come up behind you, gently moving you aside to instead tower over X, glaring at the person he'd been pining over so desperately. the words that left him next were similar to the ones you heard all those months ago, except, these were the last words you expected him to say.

"you," he spat out, "what the hell were you talking to [name] about?"

bonus because i have too many thoughts about this :>

you getting an s/o. ajax is upset for many reasons. a) you never told him that you liked someone b) were you really going on weekly dates with your new partner?? you never even hung out with him that consistently! what, were you throwing away your friend just for this new guy? and c) how could you leave him behind like this?! suddenly, your new s/o is bombarded with the sensation that someone was constantly glaring at them, and then at every corner, ajax is standing there...just...watching. maybe he was just shy?

you manage to convince X to give him one chance. one date, so he can try to win them over. what you don't expect is for ajax to try stalling. he comes up with reasons for more practice dates, asks you for more 'tips', and if he absolutely has to go, he doesn't do anything that he was supposed to. the date is a fail, despite all the practicing he did. to you, he claims it was the nerves that got to him. come on, comrade! you gotta help him practice more now!

#yandere tartaglia #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #dazai 🩹 🐟 #genshin 🐟 #drabble 🐟 #tartaglia 🐟 #yandere genshin imagines #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere tartaglia x reader #yandere childe x reader #yandere childe #i wanted to try with the other characters #but i have this thing where i must read all the lore etc about a character to write about them #and im not too familiar with most of the genshin characters And i hvae still yet to meet scara lol

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i always considered saiki aro, but you make me really rethink with kubosai. .

THATS SO LOVELY, i know you didnt ask but.. im going to take this opportunity to talk a little about my stance on kubosai and saiki's sexuality.. i mean i have talked about it multiple times but still, lots of people dont see what i see in these things sooo im gonna keep talking about it lol..

(under the cut cuz i made this WAYYY longer than i meant to, sorryyyy..)

i still see saiki as aroace personally !! just not romance repulsed aroace, rather just on the aroace spectrum.. i think hes the type of person to use 'queer' and 'aroace' as umbrella terms for himself instead of caring about specific labels, but if i had to, i would say he fits best with demi based on my interpretation.. (i usually see him as with no preference, but based on the text its easy to see him as having a preference for men too..)

i do get why people would see him as romance repulsed and its a lovely hc, but saiki is pretty much mlm coded, at least in the way i interpreted it.. i mean, he almost straight up says he has a crush on satou in the manga.. its great if people interpret it as a 'squish,' but i personally dont see that,, he kinda blatantly threw them in a romance chart together, blushes every time he sees him, etc. HOWEVER aroace people who relate in some way and project their experiences onto saiki will ALWAYS be valid, so i dont care !! i literally do that lmfao im an aroace lesbian,,

anyway, saiki has a lot of silly tsundere moments that lots of people who dont really look at the show past surface level (and usually dont read the manga) see as him literally hating his friends, family, romance, etc when its very much shown how hes being a tsundere and he LOVES his friends, family, AND romance.. (canonically loves romance not as in he definitely experiences romantic attraction, but as in he just is weirdly into love stories and such but wont admit it lmao, i talk about that chapter where he gets obsessed with those strangers love story he saw with psychometry but its just so good lol..) so i think that misinterpretation is where a lot of the discourse in this fandom comes from, like people who think he GENUINELY hates teruhashi ? they r literally best friends he cares about her so much..

kubosai is a ship i started loving, not really from seeing their canon interactions, but from analyzing the characters in the manga and seeing who i think would actually fit together and have a good dynamic..

im very weak for characters who are ashamed of their dark past, afraid of their own strength and that they might hurt the people they love, scared to tell their loved ones their secrets, etc.. and kuboyasu and saiki fit the bill perfectly, so i looked at them and immediately thought BOOM what if they were in love..

their dynamic is fun, even though we didnt get a lot of canon interactions.. theyre so similar yet SO different at the same time..

they both have pretty tragic pasts and family lives, both VERY protective of their friends and family and would do anything for them, both have bad coping mechanisms (mostly refusing to acknowledge that anything is really wrong at all), etc.. and yet, theyre almost opposites in the way they actually carry themselves..

saiki appears apathetic at all times in front of others even though his internal monologue or how he expresses himself when hes alone can be really emotional.. kuboyasu is pretty happy all the time even though he has pretty thinly veiled anger about half the time..

kuboyasu is just a human boy who was taught to take up as much space as possible for his survival, defend himself with his fists, honesty and loyalty and trust are essential, etc, while saiki is an almost-god whose upbringing taught him to try his best to take up NO space at all for his survival, dont get involved unless its from afar, dont get close with anyone, dont trust anyone, etc..

saiki prefers to protect his people from in the shadows, going as far as to literally stalk them to make sure theyre okay without their knowledge, while kuboyasu is unafraid to show how much he cares and prefers to literally come out swinging to protect his people.. put them together and you get two silly guys who will literally protect the other with their life despite knowing damn well that theyre both fully capable of protecting themselves..

kuboyasu is also like.. one of the only people in the cast other than saiki who can be like.. a voice of reason sometimes.. he would be so good for saiki and would make damn sure he knows when hes being irrational or dramatic (because cmon, its saiki.. hes such a drama queen all the damn time..) and i just think he needs that in his life..

yasu would reign saiki in when it comes to his everyday dramatics, and in turn saiki would reign yasu in when it comes to his over the top romance standards (and probably his anger issues and overreactions too..) and yet at the same time they would take comfort in each others silliness.. saiki may be like "we cant just drop out and get married, thats not how it works" but isnt it so refreshing for him to have someone that cares about him so unconditionally ?? unlike his own family ?? itd scare him at first, but hed make yasu tone it down to a healthier extent and itd become soo comfortable..

#im so sorry this is so long omg.. u do NOT care.. #didnt wanna project too hard mid-post so i didnt mention how i see him as autistic but i'll say it here real quick lmfao #im an autistic aroace lesbian and i relate so hard to him lmfao.. him saying he doesnt UNDERSTAND romance felt so like me with my autism lo #tried very hard to phrase this so people wouldnt think im calling romance repulsed saiki hc a misinterpretation #people who thinks its canon are misinterpreting but the hc is valid and wonderful <33 #saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k. #saiki kusuo #kuboyasu aren #kubosai #meows post #meownalysis

[fortunatelyenchantingtaco]

I know Geto is like a big sore spote in the whole fandom and i might be a bit insane, but i do love his story specifically because i dont think there is a way to fix it

We are being shown that well, he got really depressed and went into self isolation. In most cases, the best course of action would be to remove him from distress and have time to heal. The issue is that Geto couldnt just leave — he believes he needs to kill curses, and to become stronger he needs to eat them which distresses him further, and if he leaves people will die, and he cant ignore that just to keep himself sane. For a man like him if he head a specific goal to become strong for, i dont think the eating process would have been such a big issue, but we have to have a big distinction that jujutsu sorcerer is, at the end of the day, a profession. You’re not a chosen superhero to save the world. Those growing up in clans may have a worse childhood, but growing up with understanding that yes curses exist its part of nature does make it easier to bear. Which is one of reason why Gojo, even while having all the trauma, didnt have such gripes with reasons or goals — this is a life he was born into.

Thinking of sorcery as more than a job makes you perceive yourself as more of a hero, and heroes are good and just and get recognition. Non sorcerers dont know about them. Geto fell into a trap of doing something for others and despairing. Its easier not to think about that shit when you’re naturally good at it, and you have fun — which is why Amanai situation and Gojo becoming stronger was so bad. Now he went on missions alone, which meant no company to distract him, and now it was no longer all fun shits and giggles, its a job full of tragedies. Considering Gojo was targeted since birth, we can assume he killed people before Toji, death is, unfortunately, familiar to him. Not for Geto — not seeing someone you care about die right before you, and certainly not being that close to death himself. He’s not longer the best at it, and its no longer fun, and he gets no recognition. Tobe precise, those are not bad thinks to want — we all want them. But if you dont get them here he would have been better to ya know. Find another job probably

Like the worst part about this whole thing is that some shit like that would have happened eventually one way or another, they’re not invincible. Childhood would eventually end, and in a way Geto spiraling is inevitable. The system is inherently flawed, and the issue they deal with is cruel. Some jobs are much more dangerous and have a detrimental effect on your mental health — its just that no one thought to give jujustu sorcerers some help, which is another problem. Adding the fact that he’s neither a saviour being thanked by everyone, or a strongest, yeah, he can’t figure out how to do this shit.

In AUs, I do think there are ways he could have handled it. Like if Gojo wasn’tin school, maybe he took his whole education with the clan? Or my au where he’s in a prison realm for centuries? Like yeah, sure, if Geto was the strongest, the only person here, i do think he would have probably felt invaluable. Youre great for your profession, you were born for it, why would you leave?

This may be projecting, but i do think his way of thinking about it is inherently flawed, a very slippery slope. People need a goal, a meaning, but looking for it outward is a sure way to get yourself into a slump, I went through this shit in a nasty manner when everything i did revolved around other people. Basing your decisions on what others would think is an easy way to pretend like its not your responsibility. This is why Gojo tells Megumi to be selfish and this is why during the entrance exams Yaga says that others wont appreciate your actions and you cant base your motivations off others.

Thats the ultimate tragedy, the fact that thinking like Geto did is ridiculously easy. You go into uni on the same course as your friend just to be with them and when something goes wrong your first thought would be that you did that for them, even thought its your life choices and decision. Yeah.

I have no conclusions for you, just some ramblings. I like my Geto mean and fucked up and insecure, makes him so real and relatable as a person.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #jjk analysis #yeah #i dont think gojo could have fixed it #or anyone #or even absence of toji and happy ending for amanai #i think this would have happened one way or another #i know many would say im probably too hard on geto #im projecting i agree #but also its so fucking easy to think others owe you shit for your actions #so then when you get nothing its hurts worse #in a way #geto solved thst problem with his genocide #gave himself meaning #good for mental health #bad for everything else #tbf #life is fucked up and horrible and his way of survival is just one of them #but personally i judge #just because i was there and it makes me feel too mych

[wishful-seeker]

I will soon be the only person in my close family to not finish college because illness forced me to leave, and thats a strange feeling. Im not sure how i feel about it.

I feel a little alienated because of it, but even though i LOVE learning and i enjoyed college classes, i didn't enjoy college itself.

Even in high school i was the "sick kid" and missed a year there, so feeling like i don't belong isn't new.

But i really thought I'd meet people like me in college, but all i found was snobby rich kids that ignored my existence. I genuinely tried making friends but college students are not my type of people.

I don't know if this is because i wore braces on my knees, or because they could tell i was poor, not sure but college kids always gave me bad vibes.

Im sad that the things im truly passionate about isn't taught in college, and i miss the classes i did have, but i don't think a fancy college was ever my scene. Maybe i would've fit better at a community college. But im probably too disabled to ever find out.

Idk i guess it feels strange because i was heavily encouraged to go to college, and now i can't even if i wanted to. Its weird that i could probably guess the view outsiders have of my life, how they'd feel bad for me, or laugh at what I've become.

And i think of that a lot: how outsiders may view my life. "Oh so sad, look how far she's fallen." Ya know

But im happy

I LIKE my life, sure i got all As and Bs in college, sure i won a writing contest in my class, and yes i also completed a triathlon before all this. So many medals saying "look how hard i worked, look what i accomplished" but when i was accomplishing those trival things i was really lost and alone on the inside, those medals were to convince myself i was better than the years before this one, a lie that i was becoming my best self.

But now all that shit is gone, dead, useless to me. Eventually i was left alone, with NO distractions, only my mind and a body i couldn't move in. Only a bed, in a room, no where else to go. Everything i thought that mattered, everything i connected my worth with, suddenly didn't mean anything anymore, because all that was was my chronic pain, and what i did with it. All that mattered now was fighting for a better life, for freedom from a bed, for freedom within my head.

I had to rebuild myself from nothing, i had to literally rewire my brain. I studied neuroplasticity and my only goal was to train my brain to be able to live with this pain. And i had to change a LOT. I can tell you my mind and the internal dialog in my head is completely different from 2 years ago, and also much a much kinder, and safer place.

So no, i won't finish college, im gonna be poor forever, i wont work, but i am much happier.

I finally feel like the best version of myself. The challenges i face in my life are no longer overwhelming, but a cycle ive grown rather fond of. Im so secure with myself that i can say "this next hardship will be good for me." And i don't think many people have the privilege of being that optimistic when faced with stressful situations.

It would have taken me my whole life to get to this point if i was still focusing on things like grades.

Im happy, and im more proud of myself than when i beat a triathlon, or won art contests.

#yes im romanticizing my pain because its how i cope #im not diminishing it #im not trying to be a “good cripple” #im just being honest #cripple punk #CRPS #disability #chronic illness