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#'well if he cared about you why didnt he come clean. maybe he liked it' boom done friendship sabotaged
weebsinstash · 3 months
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so like in the most awful manipulative evil way possible can you imagine Valentino pulling some outright DEBAUCHED, VILLANOUS shit like making Angel do one of those "ha ha you were blindfolded and your partner isn't who you thought it was" sorta pornos because yes that's an entire genre and for him, the blindfold gets ripped off and it's, ya know, his friend, YOU
and you'd think "oh chicks would be safe though right" WRONG BECAUSE APPARENTLY ON ANGEL'S WIKI IT SAYS HE'LL FUCK WOMEN IF THEY PAY EXTRA also like how does that even work out. Like... dude is a hole a hole for you??? Like with Husker??? I guess being able to withstand sex is different than being actively turned on and desiring but I guess that's pretty sad on his part, he's probably snorting pills and shit to get it up just to get the job done
Also I need to visit genuine nonplatonic yan Angel x male Reader at some point but that's a story for another time. God the absolutely TOXIC potential of poly Val/Angel/Reader like ughhhhh the suffering, throw Vox in there too and you've got just a bunch of toxic codependent horny addicts and then also there's the TV they watch porn on cjfjfnfjr
But like. Valentino just being a MENACE because one or both of you have CROSSED HIM. he wants to punish you both in such a fucked up horrible way that he also wants to get off on and potentially film for himself or profit(and I imagine even outside of this specific scenario, Val would be 500% a voyeur/cuck to some degree and loves watching his toys play together, like didn't he even kinda make Vox strip in a gram post once? Once you're his ho, you're his ho, that certain "I haven't fucked you" type of respect is never regained back)
I just picture. Maybe Angel is blindfolded but he's still in an aggressive dominant role and maybe even instructed to be rough or say really mean shit (slapping you, calling you a whore, demeaning you about how much you're definitely enjoying this) and all he can tell is that his partner is gagged and restrained, and at some point in the most traumatizing post nut clarity possible the blindfold is removed and one of two things happens
1. You were gagged but unlike him WASNT blindfolded so you could see him and cry through your gag and like pointlessly uselessly call for his help and tell him who you are but it doesn't work and that's like part of your punishment
Or 2. You're blindfolded and kept ignorant and Valentino holds this over Angel's head like an atomic fucking bomb. "You better remember this the next time you try to betray me, because I have pleeeenty of nice footage to show your little friend if this happens again"
just saying, I doubt Valentino would even NEED to use Angel's contract to make him behave anymore after getting THAT kind of dirt on him. Angel's SO lonely, and he can't lose his best friend, and also, he couldn't possibly traumatize you even worse like that.... totally not also being potentially selfish and self serving "I can only protect you if you're around me" or some deranged shit... and of course, now Val gets another nice little plaything out of it too, isn't that so nice for him ❤️
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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year
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Thinking about gojo switching up from sending you chills to moaning for you to make him cum
Gojo satoru x female jujutsu sorcerer reader
1.2k words
Ft: Shower BJ
Gojo x Female reader smut
Sub gojo m!+f reader
MINORS DNI
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You opened the door too your luxurious penthouse. Clothes drenched in rainwater mixed with purple and red blood of cursed spirits and your own. Walking through the living room you were greeted to the 'sleeping' form of gojo. Laid out on the couch surrounded by which looked like hundreds of sheets of paper. You took a peek at him from behind the couch, Wondering if he truly was asleep since his blindfold was still on. "Toru? baby, are you still asleep?" you said while tapping his shoulder. But the taller man didnt move. Taking a look at the papers that even made the 'ever so strong' gojo satoru fall asleep you realized it was paperwork requesting the execution of "Yuji itadori" to be delayed. 'Again with this yuji kid..Gojo really has a soft spot for him' You stepped away from him, taking off your blood drenched jujutsu uniform and only wearing a tank top and shorts. "Hmm..whats this babygirl? ya putting on a show for me already?" you looked up with an embarrassed yelp at the sudden warm grip around your waist. "So you werent asleep toru... you pervert..." he grinned at your remark. "Mmmm..nah..but if me sleeping leads to seeing your fine ass like this..maybe i should princess." he trailed and rubbed his hands on your breasts. leaving petals of kissing along your neck. "Toru~ stop..needa get cleaned up~" you put your hands against his, weakly trying to shoo his arms away while sinking into his touch. "Oh yeah? want daddy to help you get cleaned up?" he shifted your ass closer too him, now nudging against his hard on. Only for you to suddenly remember why you we're even 'dirty' in the first place. You pulled away from him, leaning down to shift through your skirt pockets with your ass fully on display. Arousing gojo, he began to pull down his blindfold. Wondering if you wanted him to take you on right then and there. "Take this stupid fucking finger you guys look for." you flashed it in his face with an irritated expression, completely shifting from the burning sensation he almost derived you in. "Hmm whats this baby?"
he sarcastically tilted his head while examining the finger. "Dont play dum toru. Its sukuna's finger." he shifted his vision over to your arm. Noticing a long patched up wound along it. "The higher ups kept talking about retrieviNG sukuna's fingers and blah blah..." gojo gave a light smile at your impression of the elders. "So....I went around the forest for a while and..Got one for you." Gojo rushed into your embrace. caging you in a hug while lightly lifting you off the ground. "THIS IS GREAT Y/N. DO YOU KNOW WITH THIS MEANS?" he yelled. "It means... I wont have to do your job?" you smirked. "Well...maybe for now- but seriously, this means we have some SERIOUS leverage for when it happens." you gave a confused expression. "When...what happens toru?" "When i kill the higher ups and start a new world within jujutsu." you chucked at his ideals. "This again toruu. Cmonn you talk about this everyday...cant we just bask in the way things are now?" he lowered you down back on the floor. "Y/n. things are different now. Yuji..Yuuta..and many more sorcerers are going against the ideals of the-" "The elders and higher ups. iF wE puT mInE And yoUR studEnts togetheR." you mocked him. "toru please..i know you care about this but can you not get yourself so worked up all the time? stress is no good for that handsome face of yours~" he sighed and sat back down asyou perked up and give him a kiss on his cheek. Watching as you walked upstairs and put your clothes in a basket.
Smutt:
You basked your hair through the warm water coming from the shower. Making a relaxed sigh as it coated your scalp. "hah.. this is what i needed. a break from everything..maki is with panda and toge. Gojo is doing..whatever he does." You coated your body in soap while humming your favorite song. Up until you heard a click of the doorknob. God. the last thing you wanted was some cursed spirit coming into the apartment because of the rumors you heard that they we're attractive to sukunas finger. so you began expecting the worse. You nervously held the washcloth in your hand. Hoping you could smack the spirit in time. A hand creeped around the curtain and you instinctly wrapped it around you while slapping at god knows what was on the other side. The being grabbed your tiny hand. You opened your eyes panicked to realize it was only gojo. "T-Toru?! what are you doing in here? I thought you were a spirit." this time you intentionally tried to slap at him again. Only for his infinity to block you mid attempt. "Well princess..you did want me to relax...Could you help me out?" You blushed at his request. Hiding your face behind the curtain while hearing the sounds of his giggles while unzipping his clothes. "F-fine..just dont try anything sneaky!"
he stepped into the warm shower with you. Watching as you rubbed the cloth around your chest. "Want help baby?" You nodded embarrassingly as he lathered the soap around your neck, slowly reaching down to your breasts. Your breathing started to become uneasy. Having a perfect view of gojo's lean and beauitiful body. How his chest practically glowed as the water drenched him. "Yeah? you like the view babygirl, this body is all for you~" he smirked. Now putting the cloth down and rubbing your boobs with his bare hands "S-satoru~ mmm stopp..." water rushed down your face, making your lips glow. "Shit..Dont think i can stop now princess. You look too good for daddy...Need to taste you." he pulled away from your breasts, closing you in against the shower walls and into a sloppy kiss. "Toru~ ah...fuck wait~" he came closer to you, biting along your neck and whispering in your ear. "Keep moaning f' me baby~ I want you so fucking bad y/n .im so hard right now...fuck.."
he guided your hand onto his cock. "Can you feel it princess? wanna take you right now baby you make me so fucking horny~" Gojo looked down on you with his glowing blue lust filled eyes. Right now he didnt care what was going on in the world. He wanted you to touch him, To make him feel good. You slowed moved your hand around his cock. Rubbing the tip as his grip tightened around your hand, hoping you wouldn't stop there. "Oh...fuck..more baby...move those sexy fingers of yours on daddys cock." You smirked over gojos desperation. Letting out loud moans within the steam of the shower as you pumped his cock. "Am I doing good for you toru?" He nodded his head vigorously while biting on his upper lip. *F-fuck yes y/n..feels so good~ Im so close...oh shit baby girl~" gojo sunk near your shoulder. Moaning in your ear and leaning against you as your pace quickened. "Ah....ah..fuck m' gonna cum. Baby...Y-Y/n." Gojo choked up on his words. "Yes toru~?" "Wanna..ah...wanna cum in your mouth baby.. please." He ruffled his hand through his hair. Pushing back as the water coated his vision. You got on your knees, watching as gojos thick cock slowly disappeared in your mouth. "SHIT~ Oh God your mouth is so fucking warm~" he grabbed onto your hair with his hand, having you bob your head back and forth while your eyes teared as he chased his high. "AH- FUCK. FUCK~ IM CUMMING- Y/N!!"
He shot ropes of his cum into your mouth as it oozed down your throat. "Hah...oh shit baby~ made me cum all down your throat~ now swallow it for daddy~" he cupped your face. Watching as you swallowed, then stuck your tongue out.
"good girl...now let me clean you up princess~"
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breadsticksposts · 7 days
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yandere scaramouche!
rapunzel references reader!! {when will my life begin}
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-you woke up at 7 am the bed beside you empty, well scaramouche usually left you alone in the morning. so this is normal
-you go to the bedroom and clean yourself. after that you go to the dinning room to eat your breakfast that the maids prepare for you, many people says yyou are living your best life, but how can it be the best if you are lock in a big villa?? well yes itts pretty and anything you could ever imagine. BUT you also want your freedom!! what is fun about being lonely?? you have no one to talk too and barely anything to do! well, that is until you kinda do chores around!
-firsr scaramouche doesnt understand you, why would you want to do chores when you can just sit ot read a book?? i mean you do get too watchh TV but you can watch it if you have his permission, and how can you ask him when he is mostly not with you every time??
-so scaramouche let you do what ever you wat, yyou kinda just clean the room that you like! like the painting room,library, kitchen, sewing place,music room.
-after you eat your breakfast, you take a broom and went to the music room, because that is the pllace that really need a tidy up! you brush and bruch the floor, mop it and put the instrument in their own place!
-next you do your laundry, well you inda just seperatted the clothes and gie it to the maids to do the rest, but that must count for something right??
-after all of that you look at the time and its omly been 7:30, you do it all in 30 minute!? you decide to sweep the rooms that you like, you went to the library and clean it, but mostly you dont see anything to clean, mayybe just the floor but the books is in their place. you are kinda great full too
-the library is not that big so you usually dont gett tired up from just sweeping the floor, well..maybe just a little bit!
-you then try to pick a book to read and waste your time on, but you cant get any book that you like! most of the book that you like, its finished! gods why dont scaramouche put the kind of books that you like?? maybe you can aste your time reading new books! at the end of the day you read the same books over again.
-its 10:30 now, well that sure waste much time! i guess?? well you get bored of reading, you know all the plots already so its came to be a bit boring, but there some parts you like or still miss! after all of that you were thinking that its a great time to start paiting! you love love LOVE painting! i mean you could draw anything that you like, that is practiclly freedom fr you!
- you went to the painting room or you can say art room, that room is only ffills with your paintings in the walls and canvas! all match your aesthetics. you take your brus and start painting on the wall, you sit on a ladder and paints some details that. you miss on the previous drawings, or just add some more drawings!
-you waste your time mostly in the art room, coloring every inch. you were thinking to ask scaramouche to buy you more canvas for you to paint, well you just need the right moment, really.
-you lose to track of time until someone knock at the door. “my lady, please come ouut, its already lunch time. the lord will not be very pleased if he knows you forget or didnt eat.”
-you sigh and clean up the mess you create and came out of the room. you went to the dining room again and you have been prepared some foods, mosty its cold but you dont really care.
-you always wonder why scaramouche have a long didng table,its mostly just you and him so why there is many sits, who is. that for?? but you always think tht maybe sometimes there will be some important people joining dinner. who knows??
-after you eat the foods that you were given, you went to your room, where many things are in the tto keep you distracted! like sewings/knits,and puzzles
you do your puzzles, which is the one you been wanting and been begging for scaramouche to buy it for you. you put it up and it only took 15 minutes. boringgg!
you try to knits but you cant get how to do it! like how can people do this thing?? its so hard!!
-ell finally after many tries you kind of give up and went to the kitchen to bake!
-you try to bake some cookies but you kinda dont get the hang ofbaking yet so you mess up many times and ending up the cheff bake it for you. its so delicious, its warm and h=when you put it with cold milk its just make the. perfect combos!
-then you feels like you need a GOOD stretch from all of those activity. you went to your room and stretch, you try to hold your own feet but you cant and you just end up being tired.
-but if you were thinking, why dot i just escape from here?? you tried. really! but every inch of this villa is filled with maids and body guards, and you always feels like the is eyes on you every inch of your body. the last time you tired to escape, you kinda end up being punished by scaramouche and we do not want to think about it again!most of the time you do just end up being cought or fail and you will face his wrath later..
-you end up laying in the couch, resting. its so boring in here, how come they say i should be greatfull living like this??
-you take your book and reread it again, you miss when your life is just about friends, family, and freedom. until this happen, now you can only read a book about fantasies. there is not many amount of book about fantasies in the library, most about education, funfacts or straight up history. you always falls asleep reading tthose books! you were thinking for your birthday gifts, you could ask for books??? WHAT! no way1!! you could ask for “anything” but you ask for some books!? ugh..
-how about..the outside?? i mean its been so long that you didnt see tthe outside! youu always wondering what is it feels like again?? windy? refreshing? hot? you can only imagine it.., the closes thing you got is the garden! you can only see the skies..,every corner have a tall smooth walls that was imossible to climb on.
-okey thats enough!! just focus on the book you are reading and dont think about thos impossible things. scaramouche? letting you out?? you must be dreaming!
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“this woman..keep reading tthe same book over and over again?? ugh..there is so many book i bought for her and she keep reading those books?? what is she thinking!? i. didnt waste all that money for nothing!” scaramouche groan while looking at the cameras he set up in every corner of the rooms.
“my lord, if i read the titles of the book, i would think its an fanfiction book, or full of imaginative things.., i do recommend buying her more like those books, rather than historical books” the head maid says, giving scaramouche some advice.
“gods.. what girl want so much!-“ scaramouche complains
“my lord, this girl have been goods for a few days..i think you could give her something for her being obidient? from the reports of the workers, she been helping around the villa, and didnt do any escape attemts” the head maid told scaramouche about the past few days ago.
“i see, i will take a look. now leave.”. scaramouche order the head maidas the. take a look of you laying on the couch reading those books again.
im so sorry if there any typos! and i hope you enjoy it!
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snenbubs · 5 months
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Okay so early my Dumas was chewing on a glowstick idk why I like the crunch and my brother tells me to stop before I krill myself and I looked him dead in the eyes and bit tf out of the glowstick breaking it and green chimalcs are just coming out of my mouth,and while I was trying to clean my mouth I was wondering what if mammon had an s/o who's very playful and he'll just find them throwing those little tiny ass demons in the air or just straigh has a fucking tea party with them
(I think their called underlings)
Idk why I'm requesting this I'm just very eepy and want to chew on a glowstick anyways have an amazing day
Ps funny pictures
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HELLO!! SORRY I DIDNT RESPOND TO THIS RIGHT AWAY I NORMALLY DO I WAS SICK
also LMFAO IM CRYING I HAD TO SHOW THIS ASK TO MY FRIENDS CUZ IT WAS JUST ABSOLUTELY CRAZY, I HOPE UR OKAY PLS DONT DIGEST GLOW STICKS!!
I do absolutely love this idea though, so here u go!! I'll do HCs but if u want me to write like, a one-shot for this just leave an ask! :D
- Mammon is very playful himself, so i think thats definitely where the attraction lies between you both! He can get so serious at times, but its always easy for him to unwind when you are there, joking about and toying and laughing with him.
- You are absolutely, completely and utterly crazy but he adores it so so much.
- When the two of you first met, he thought it was an act, much like his touchy-feely friendly jester persona. He thought that you put on this entertaining personality for those around you, and it worked, clearly, as it drew him in so intently.
- SO, when he quickly found out that it wasn't an act, was he GLAD.
- You both definitely play pranks on the other sins or royals.
- Nothing too serious, it wont get you in trouble! But, a pail of water on Asmodeus' firey head is sure to get a rumble going. Honey in the pillows of Beezlebub. Just enough to have them angrily shaking their fists as the two of you giggle and laugh amonst yourselves.
- However, though he can bounce off of your playful personality well, there are moments where you catch him off guard.
- The time he caught you eating a glowstick was utterly HORRIFIC. He wasn't sure if the chemicals could hurt you the same way they did with humans on Earth, but he was NOT taking that risk.
- Que him chasing you around like a dog with chocolate.
- His underlings both love you and fear you, because how you treat them depends on your mood;
- If your happy, your playful personality will leave them joyous and replenished, a nice addition to the stressing job of serving Mammon.
- You throw tea parties for them a lot! Mammon didn't know about this for a LONG while as you mostly did it when he wasn't around, knowing his keen nature for work.
- These tea parties however aren't the fancy kind most royals would be into. The kinds that, as Mammon's partner, you're supposed to be into. No these are more like that of a mad-hatters tea party; the table is too small for you because most butler imps and hellborns are tiny. Tea is being spilt. The food is on fire. It's just absolute chaos.
- The shock on Mammon's face when he found out these things were occuring under his manors roof was something you wish you could have taken a picture of.
- But he couldn't stay angry at you.
- On the other hand, when you're upset, those poor underlings are being THROWN.
- It's not even like an accidental, in the moment thing. You just enjoy throwing them. Mammon has even bought you a few personal underlings that are specially used for throwing. He really cares about your hobbies.
- Now then... this playful personality of yours is very helpful when it comes to flustering Mammon.
- You tease him a lot, flirtatously.
- He's all bark no bite. Great at dishing out commente that'll have you flushed but so horribly bad at taking it.
- So, just one little comment; maybe mocking his accent seductively, will have him looking away all shy and meek.
- All in all, it's your playful personality that draws Mammon toward you, he loves how easy he can get along with you and how you always know how to bring a smile to his face. Being a Royal Sin is hard but knowing that you will always be there for him is what gets him through each Hellish day.
I hope you like this!!! :D feel free to leave me more reqs i rlly like them! ur my no.1 fan forreal
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ps. that picture is both really funny and horrifically scary omg 😭
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gardensnakie · 1 month
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How does Polly feel about having two Basils now?
It was surprising at first, that's a given. Polly would stay the nights to make sure Basil was alright with this literal stranger in the house. She'd get jumpscared tons of times finding Stranger wander around the house at night (he eventually got tired of laying down for hours at a time and is used to being awake in the dark). Polly would still be nice to Stranger though. Despite the strange way he talks and his mysterious behavior, Polly eventually thinks of Stranger as another kid (teen, technically but you know)
Stranger is curious and clueless about certain things. While Basil usually kept to himself around Polly, Stranger is the opposite when first meeting her. Stranger is still reserved, but he observes instead. He is unfamilar with cooking so he likes to watch Polly do it. If Polly is watching TV, Stranger will come watch as well. Polly's cleaning? Stranger is right there and usually asks if he could help. He'll keep subtely following Polly around whenever he stays inside and there's nothing to do in the house throughout the day.
Eventually Stranger might ask questions and talk to Polly a little more. During those times, Stranger would learn more about Basil that he didnt quite remember, like Basil's grandma and parents. Even more about who Polly is, like "What is a caretaker?" "Where are Basil's parents?" "Why do you keep cleaning the same places?"
Things like that. Also, I thought I could have a scenorio where Polly teaches him basic table manners. Headcannon: Despite him being all polite and proper, Stranger eats like a wild animal (When has he ever had to eat? Let alone use utensils) . Oh and he could learn how to play some boardgames. Idk about you but Basil's house seems like a place that has random old boardgames in a cabinet somewhere. Puzzles too or maybe Sudoku.
Polly might notice how quiet Stranger can get sometimes. It worries her slightly, considering the time where Basil was the same way.
She gets used to seeing Stranger and Basil everyday, she notices the extra loudness it comes with it since the two eventually get comfortable enough to annoy each other. Its slightly amusing to watch it play out. Seeing Basil taunt Stranger for losing a card game multiple times in a row and Stranger later running around with one of Basil's belongings out of spite (he gets caught pretty quickly though).
Its a little different, but Polly doesnt mind caring for the two
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touyazbbygirl · 1 year
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Taking care of you
Soft hours because Im in pain :p
Mostly GN brief mentioning of a pd in mikeys but nothing cut and dry. No pronouns used, no skin tones used nor hair texture
Ft. Izana, Baji, Mikey, Rindou and Haruchiyo
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Izana ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
He would try he really would. He was used to being the one being taken care of that he doesnt really know how to take care of someone else.
When they are sick that is, not that he CANT he just struggles sometimes. He buys too much, or not enough
Would call up Kakucho to ask him what to make and what exactly to get when youre really sick or just arent feeling well.
Maybe just having a bad day and all you wanted is some head rubs and to just lay on the bed and cuddles hes on that shit. "Whats the matter sweetheart?" Izana asked as he saw your ran down frame walked through the front door, although just hearing the sound of his voice was all the took for you to finally break down on this one. Tears rimmed your eyes as you just shook your head, Izana coming over to swoop you into his arms and taking you into the bedroom helping you out of your clothing and into some soft PJs and helping you into the bed. "Let me hear all about it my love." He did always need to go to Kakucho for help.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Baji ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
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clueless.
much like Izana he was used to being the one taken care of rather than doing the caring.
but he figured it out. After long conversations about what will make you feel better, what food you want to eat when youre sick as well as just him being there always made you feel better.
he has called his mom to ask how to make dishes to make you feel better. After having all day of dealing with just barely making to through seeing Baji walk through the door just gave you that small boost you needed. You felt terrible. you had been in and out of the bathroom all morning throwing up, probably had a stomach bug. "Why didnt you call me I wouldve came home." Baji spoke softly as he pushed back your hair from your face. He sighed softly grabbing a wet washcloth and wiped the corners of your mouth. "Lets run you a bath and Ill get some soup going yeah?" All you could do was nod your head as you sighed, thankful for him being here now.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Mikey ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
unlike Baji and Izana he knows how to take care of you
Thankful to Emma for that, be it a bad day, your period, or just sick he knew what to do. He knew the snacks you like and always has them on hand
He knew you like the back of his hand, although Mikey would never let you know that, hes a shy guy when it comes to relationships.
He would never be against getting you snacks though He would get some for himself too. "I just dont get it I did everything I was told to do and she still wrote me up I dont get it, I just want to quit this place Im so over it." You cried against his chest gripping the fabric of his shirt as his hands rub your back listening and holding on to every single word you spoke. "Its going to be okay Im listening let me hear it all. If you want I can always take care of it my love." Although you knew what he meant you sighed softly as you shook you head. "No just listen to me right now thats all I want"
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Rindou・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
Rin unlike the rest knew before you even walked through the door that you had a bad day. He knew from the lack of texts and daily little updates that you would send him
He would have the house cleaned, comfy clothes already set out for you as well as a bath made, and dinner on the table ready for you to get home
It was like a boyfriend intuition for him. He loved you, and that was nothing new
He wants the world for you and he would be damned if he wouldnt get that for you.
Walking in the front door as you saw Rindou with flowers in hand, the smell of dinner hitting your nose as you looked at him tears pricking your eyes as a lump formed in the back of your throat. "Hi baby" Rin cooed softly as He caressed your cheek with a small smile on his lips. "Hi" you spoke with a small almost pitiful voice as you wrapped your arms around him. He was a walking green flag after all. "I got the bath ready for you and some comfy clothes for after too. Lets get some food in ya first darling." You were thankful to have him by your side, and you would put your life on the line for that man.
・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Haruchiyo・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・
This man, this man right here
Hes so fucking good to you Im sorry but he is very similar to Rin when it comes to being an amazing partner. He would be caring and hes very loyal to his partner as well.
He just loves you so much and it hurts him to see you cry. He hate when he sees you cry and would kill anyone that would make you cry.
But he would also know, the lack of emojis to the lack of texts he got through the day was the big sign for him. Noting that he only got a good morning and you were on your way home text.
He sighed as he looked at the time it was way past the time you would normally get back. He was starting to get worried, he frowned as he finally got the text that you were coming home it was close to midnight by now. Sanzu stood up to get the food ready for you as well as turning on the wax melts to help with how you were feeling. Hearing the door open as the plated the food walking over to you pressing a kiss against your temple "Welcome home, lets eat and I want to hear all about it yeah?"
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Thanks for reading all rights are mine do not copy, repost anywhere like tiktok, wattpad ect. REBLOGS are okay.
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whole-circus · 9 months
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hi dear ! could you maybe do liu, jane and toby with a reader that collects haunted dolls ? my special interest is spirits and haunted materials so i am super interested in haunted dolls, i’d love to see some cute headcanons with a reader like that ♥︎ maybe add in some gothic lolita fashion too ? thank you ! gn reader would be fine .
Homicidal Liu, Jane the Killer and Ticci Toby with gothic lolita reader that collects haunted dolls!
➥ Hi hun!! Its such a cool idea!! I kinda mixed it up together so hope its still fine!! Take care!!!
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Homicidal Liu
Liu is pretty open-minded person, like he is just glad you got somethig you are interested in!! Haunted dolls? Oh okay, he didnt expected that..isnt it a bit creepy? But even if he has no idea what is going on then he would love to hear you talk to him about your special interest!! Like come on!! He wants to hear everything, do they have names? Can you talk with them? ..Why are they haunted in the first place..? Introduce them to him!! Your eyes lit up in pretty way so he wants you to keep talking (plus he is obv interested!!). Liu isnt really scared, just a bit distant at first. Give him some time, and he will even take care of them if you couldnt be with them!
About your fashion sense, you are absolutely mesmerezing to him! Boy could stare at you for hours but that would propably be too creepy. Even if his fashion sense is pretty basic, Liu would totally let you dress him up!! He won't match your fashion sense at daily basis, but enjoys you making him look all pretty and he just loves spending more time with you! That way he can actually feel why you like to wear what you wear! Absolutely adores how well aesthetically you match to your interests.
Jane the Killer
Oh i feel like she would actually be into all this creepy, unsettling stuff! Horror movies, urban legends and of course haunted dolls! You are perfect match tbh. Jane is obviously curious about your collection, its impressive and she just love hearing you talking!! Like she would literally look at you with this sweet and caring gaze, maybe even holding you on her lap and caress your hair as you just spare informations with her! Treats your dolls with respect, and likes to keep them clean and safe (but if you dont feel comfy with letting other people touching you collections then she is more than fine too!), she is anything but scared!
I just love, love the idea of Jane being goth. Maybe a victorian one or romantic? Please it fits her soooo well! Yeah but thats just me saying silly things. So with your gothic lolita fashion, you match pretty well! You both will look amazing and you are this great looking couple whenewer you show up anywhere 😭 Would also like to try your style just for fun and do the same for you!!
Ticci Toby
Toby is scared and interested all at once!! Loves hearing you talking but would be scared to sleep at night.. better not leave him alone with them. He propably starts to remember all horror movies about haunted dolls and is scared for his life that they would kill him.. Just reassure him that its nothing like that and as the time pass by he will have more friendy attitude. But even tho he is scared, then he doesnt mind your passion at all! Whatever makes his partner happy!
You are like this overdressed partner x causal bf duo!! You dress so cool and there is Toby with his old and pilled sweater. I think that he would be even intimidate by your look at first, he would be shy too even look at you. Also, he would be happy to try some of your clothes (just like evryone here..) but he definitely prefer his cozy sweaters. Toby really likes to watch you getting ready when you are going somewhere, hair, make up or just choosing outfit..he cant look away! He isnt also the type of bf to get mad for waiting at you long time, so take as much time as you need!
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caddy-crystal-queen · 5 months
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So apparently there are marvel fans that need to be slapped...welp I need something to bitch about while I wait for House of the Dragon to come back on so why the fuck not?
So...on this mornings episode of fans that need to be slapped: Some Loki Fans.
Oh I'm not gonna make any friends with this one but I think that's okay because there's VERY little in the MCU that I care about (really only Moon Knight and maybe Dr. Strange...).
Anyway...
Let me just start this off by saying if you're a loki/mobius shipper or a loki/sylvie shipper who dumps on either side's ship, congrats, you're officially an asshole!
"Oh I'm SaD tHaT mY sHiP iSn'T cAnOn, BuT aT lEaSt YoU dIdNt GeT wHaT yOu WaNtEd EiThEr!!!!"
*slaps, clean in the face, Back. Of. The. Hand!*
Congratulations you're a fucking asshole! There's your prize!
What the hell even are you? Five years old? You're fighting over ships like they're fucking toys instead of, gee, I don't know, FICTIONAL. FUCKING. CHARACTERS! Get a fucking grip, seriously.
Grow. The fuck. Up.
This bullshit right here is what's killing Fandom right now. It's not the lack of support for artists, but the Fandom is tearing each other down over insignificant bullshit that doesn't even fucking matter. Do you really have nothing going on in your life to the point where you have to shit on things other people like? You realize that makes you a bully right? Is your life seriously so fucking boring that you take delight in this childish nonsense? God's I can't wait for some of yall to hit your 30s so hopefully you'll see what an idiot you were...
Because look, no matter whether you ship Loki/Mobius or Loki/Sylvie, here's a little truth nugget for ya. Come here, I'll whisper it in your ear...
NEITHER OF YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED!!!!!!!!
Happy now?
Congrats, all of you should be/are fucking miserable. All of you should be pissed and burning the showrunners in effigy! I know I fucking would if I thought this shit mattered that much.
And I don't wanna hear any bullshit about how "Oh well sylki is wrong because self-cest" or some bullshit. I don't care. Keep your bullshit ass "morality" out of Fandom. I've said it many times on this blog and I will continue to say it: Fandom activities DO NOT determine one's morality. Use. Your. God. Damn. Brain!
And even if you wanna play the stupid morality card: well wasn't mobius apart of an organization that was actively against the free will of everyone in the MCU? Like seriously, he's not that innocent either. I don't know the dudes backstory and I don't care to know it, but in my eyes thats a little fucking worse in my opinion.
Look the point is, neither of you guys got what you wanted, the ending was disappointing, and this is why I don't watch most TV anymore. Ever since the ending of GoT, happy endings in media have become increasingly rare. I'm beginning to wonder if they're even really allowed anymore at this point. I'm sorry but I really think the Loki Fandom needs to come together and support each other rather than tearing each other down over nonsense that doesn't even matter and kicking each other while they're down is seriously shitty behavior.
Because seriously, that shit is why people are leaving Fandoms and actively killing them.
Anyway yeah, you guys needed a slap and a big fucking reality check. Peace and love, I'm out peeps.
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interlacrimas · 3 months
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Love in your blade - chapter 2 the garden
After the long work, i was told to go to the last room of the third floor, they didn't explain much, just followed me until i get there, saying it was orders from the king himself…it seems he is a man who keeps his word, I enter the room to see a fancy bed, with a nice view, a bathroom and all luxuries you would imagine, how could me…a mere peasant have so much so easily? I don't know…I just layed on the bed, staring at the ceiling once again.
I've spent 30 minutes in silence, just observing the place, until i heard a knock, i stand up and open the door, with no care about my appearance, after all a servant isn't even expected to look nice or anything, besides, i was to tired after the long day, once i open a woman was looking at me, she seem to be quite authoritarian, using an uniform that only the best knights use, she then said, with no expression on your face:
“Are you perhaps hajime hinata?”
“...yeah? Did I do something wrong, ma'am?”
“No, mister hinata, but it's required that you come with me.”
“Why-” before i manage to finish the whole sentence, she interrupted me right away:
“You don't have a choice, come with me” she said staring at my soul, i think it's better to not question her at all, i just followed her downstairs, she lead me into a beautiful door, it was fancy, she just open the door for me and allow me to enter, she didn't enter herself, she closed the door the moment i took a step on the place.
The place was…a Garden, it seem that it had been put big effort in this place, the prettiest of the flowers that i had never seen before, their colors shining on the moonlight, the place was full of beauty, but the most beautiful thing of that place was him…
The king himself…waiting for me, now his clothings weren't as formal, but they were still pretty well done, he wasn't wearing his crown, sitting around the roses, as he looks at me surprised.
“You actually came…?”
It was even funny, i laughed a little as i looked at his shining eyes
“I think i didn't have a choice”
“Yeah you fucking didnt”
“The king swear?”
“Pardon me…”
I was surprised he took the commentary seriously, it seem it wasn't appropriated for someone as important as him to talk like his people, the lowly ones
“I don't mind, don't push yourself so much” I sit by his side, he looked at me and smiled
“That's great to hear”
We both went silent, staring at each other, i feel like he wanted to ask more about what happened to my face, i can't blame him, i would like to know more about that blind eye of his.
And i was right, he touched my face, the side with all those dark marks i despise, i looked at him, my heart skipped a beat, but i made my best to calm down, it was the king, i cant question his reasons, and most of all, i cant wish for something i could never have
“Does it bother you? I mean…this marks are quite unusual, i've never seen any spell like that before”
“Sometimes it does”
“I could ask the mage from the castle to see if there is something to revert this”
“You don't need to go for all this trouble for me”
“Yes I need, dumbass”
We went silent again, as the moonlight hit our faces, we were on the grass, looking at each other, no word had been spoken for a few minutes, until he said
“Even so, your face is beautiful” i start to blush as i hear the compliment 
“If your majesty insists...then youre right”
I spent the whole night talking to that man, that was so far from me, but for this night he was so close, if only our situation was different…
Maybe we could possibly be friends… 
On the next day, I started early my job, I wasn't familiar with the place this day either, but at least i wasn't as lost as I was yesterday, I've cleaned at least 3 floors for now, going at each room and making sure its bright and beautiful, when suddenly I've heard his voice:
“You're such a hard worker”
“Can't risk being fired, can I?”
“I would prefer you didn't, you’re fucking entertaining”
“Entertaining?”
“That isn't why i came here” he then continue his sentence 
“Stop working and come with me, lets meet the magician and see what can be done for you”
(Hope you all are enjoying reading it as much as I am enjoying to write this, btw, sorry for the rusty english, its not my first language:D)
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fool4round · 3 months
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I often make jokes about how silly and meow meow my William is, and I also encourage those jokes from people who find my au. But I feel like that waters down how much of a monster he is if it’s the only thing I talk about, so here’s some reasons why you should hate my William.
No he didn’t murder children, no he didnt make child killing robots, no he didn’t do some of the outlandishly evil things that canon William did, but he did murder people. Adults, but murder is murder.
He obviously should’ve come clean after the first murder, since it was an accident. If he did, he may have had a lighter sentence and still lived on and had a happy life, but no. He couldn’t lose everything he had built, and my god, what if this ruins his reputation!? So he kept the secret, even convincing his best friend to keep it with him, because it wasn’t just William’s fault, sure he cut some corners on safety, and probably should’ve taught the worker how to put the suit on in the first place, but Henry is as much at fault as he is!!
And so the lie grew and grew. A cop came over to ask about the disappearance, so they had to take care of him as well. Who would care about that guy anyway? Oh? The worker’s mother came to ask about her son? Well… they definitely weren’t happy about killing her, but what else were they gonna do? Confess?? After 3 murders?!? Oh uh… 4 actually… forgot about that other worker who walked in on them killing that mom… maybe 5 if we count the dad too…. Ok maybe this is bad.
Henry, as the good person he is, is practically begging William to let me confess to the police. Henry always was a terrible liar, and he hated lying anyway, as well as… murdering innocent people. It got so bad that Will ended up attacking Henry because he was one dial away from calling 911, pinned him against the wall by his neck (must be a common thing among William aftons) and after he let go he told Henry “if you ever say anything, you’re dead.”
Sure, that’s not a great thing to hear from a life long best friend, and it’s incredible that could actually do what he did, Will considerably smaller and weaker than Henry, makes you think what else he’s capable of, and would he ever actually kill Henry? No!! Of course not! …right?
And so on the interactions between the two have become more and more tense. William keeps saying he hear noises from the animatronics… strange, god the way he looks at them… Henry’s never seen him look that terrified…
One day Will came up to Henry as they were working and just asked “do you think I’m a good person?” Of course Henry said yes, but the whole time he couldn’t take his eyes off of the box cutter Will had in his hand, no he was being threatening with it! He only had it cause he just opened a box!! But, I guess after a friend attacks you, you start to see them differently…
Finally Henry cracked and told his wife everything, and I mean everything. So needless to say, Will was pissed, you would probably think he would follow through with the promise he made, but Will wanted to hurt Henry, more than killing would hurt. At that point, William’s view of Henry, and everything related to Henry, was completely warped. Henry meant nothing to him, Rebecca meant nothing to him, and Henry’s daughter, Charlie, meant nothing to him. yes, even after he loved her so deeply. The whole family were basically new people, people who he despised.
William killed Charlie. She was around 19 at the time, he did it in the alley behind the pizzeria. After he cleaned up, he put on his best performance and rushed into the building, crying and yelling. Telling Henry that he had found Charlie dead in the back, and he didn’t know what happened. What an absolute monster.
And the worst part is, he would still make excuses, he would still cry about how it was so hard for him too, he would still ask, “do you think I’m a good person?” And in his heart, his cold, dead heart, he still thinks he is.
So that my friends is why you should hate my William, because he is a manchild. Goodnight
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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year
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"Just like that."
Scaramouche X female reader
fingering, teasing.
Anon: "SCARA TRAINING/WORKING OUT AND TEASING US, oh you like the way he stretches his arms after he won a battle he’ll make sure he shows them off...He’s dragging his fingers everywhere on himself to “wipe the sweat off” no he’s just teasing you, working you all up before he decides to finger you after a long day of showing everyone who’s boss"
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Scara fic list!
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"What a waste of space, Aren't you supposed to be the big strong fatui?" He said while hovering in the air. The beautiful teal chakra energy flowing through his body as his eyes glowed in correlation of it. The way he'd so casually step on his enemies after releasing a gigantic form of anemo energy. How he'd crush them under his heel, Watching as they cough and reel out blood in pain. And god the sly things that would come out of his mouth. Sometimes you'd wonder if he brought you out to the murky forests just so you could watch him. But you didnt care, You knew you'd always be safe in his arms...In more ways than one.
"Heh we're you seriously scared?" He said while looking down on you, Hair blowing through the wind. "I-im not scared scara...I Just dont want you to get hurt or be in danger." "Danger? How ridiculous, Im well aware people have it out for me in this joke of a reality we're in." He took his hat back away from you, then put his hand on his hip "If your so concerned then why do you still persist me? Your only looking for trouble." he scoffed. "Well..its because I love you scara." You held his hands. "and....I wouldnt mind a bit of 'trouble' in my life if it was you." He grew flustered from your words. "Oh really? Then how about you join me when i work out tomorrow? I Could use a little bit of 'motivation.' "
You locked the door from the inside. The interior of the apartment looked beautiful. The table and floors we're so clean you could practically see your reflection, Their was a room upstairs that caught your eye. Decorated in L.E.D lights that would glow green. 'so that must be nahidas room' you thought. Across the long hallway led to the workout room. As you approached the room you heard the echo of grunts and sighs. You knocked and with a rough "Come in" You entered. His gym was even more mesmerizing. Completely traditional to Inazuma's culture, not too much equipment and only the case of his malevolent katana the Shikiraku Gobandate. A blade strong enough to parry his own mothers Mosou no hitotachi. To your left, their was scara. He was bench pressing what looked like 175lbs by himself..Without a spotter. You rushed over to him, Your tits bouncing in his peripheral vision. "S-scara! why are you pressing without a spotter? You could get hurt!" You stood behind him and the bar while taking off your jacket. Your hands then hovered over it ready to catch the weights at any moment. Laying down, Scara had a perfect view of your cleavage.
SMUTTT:
"Your right, Maybe i should have you spot me with a view like this~" "S-shut up..or ill let it fall on you." He chuckled at your words. Watching scara excersis was so satisfying, The way he'd breathe heavy while lifting each time, Brokenly counting each set, It was music to your ears. Once he was done, He asked you to pass him his water bottle and god did he look hot. Scara was covered in sweat while his abs pierced through his tight black undershirt. His shorts we're also ruffled up, So much that you could see the V line leading down to his cock. Kuni noticed your visible staring and decided to entertain you a bit, He took sips from the water then poured out the rest of the bottle onto his hair. Ruffling his hair through his hands and while looking at you.
"Your enjoying yourself over there y/n?" You snapped out of your flustered daze. "Y-Yeah! Im gonna start my push ups now." You got on all fours, getting ready to position yourself when he interrupted you. "You should stretch out a bit. Its stupid for you to go straight into a heavy exercise like that." You looked up to see his tall and muscular body infront of you. He was stretching out his arms while he shorts loosely hanged on.
"12..13...14.." you collapsed then rolled over on your back against the floor. "Pathetic, Is that all you can do? only 14?" Your vision shifted to scara who was sitting on the floor while gently playing with the tip of his katana. "I could do 90 in my sleep y/n." He got up then walked up to you again. "Sorry scara..Im really trying.." "You 'trying' isnt good enough. Fucking push yourself harder. get to 15 at least next time. lets take a break." "A break..? Kuni we just started-" He took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor. "K-Kuni..." The room began to feel hotter as your body tensed up just looking at him again. "You sure like to run your mouth alot y/n. Always giving stupid little suggestions." He then laid back on his workout bench. "Come. How about you tell me what you want sooooo badly." You gave a flustered look and walked towards kuni, He patted his thigh and told you to sit on his lap. "You know, You look so fucking good in that outfit right now. Wearing black just for me~ I love how your nipples show every time you do a rep..Your not wearing a bra are you?" you turned your head. "Hmm? You we're giving me such gazing looks earlier. Isnt it my turn now?" You began to shift back and forth on his thigh, grinding. Kuni placed his hands against your waist while teasing you even further. "So eager arent you? Did you like that slut. The way i grazed my fingers so lightly against my blade. Want daddy to be gentle with you like that huh?" "Ah..Kuni~" You pressed your hands against his chest back and forth, Now pathetically chasing your high. "F-fuck..How about i treat you rough instead..S-shit..Get you on all fours like a fucking dog and have you choke on my cock. Want that? Want daddy to treat you rough like the pet you are?" Sometimes you'd get so wrapped up in your high and the burning feeling he gave you that you couldnt even understand what he was truly saying, it was if he fucked you dum before he even started.
Kuni picked you up and brought you onto the floor, Spreading your legs then pulling down your pants. "Shit...Look how wet you are. A slut like you worshipping my fucking body as you should. Do you want to feel good slut?" "mmh..Y-yes Kuni~ Wanna feel good" He thrusted two of his slender fingers inside of you. "Ugh~ Fuck your so wet for me. This pussy wants me so bad huh~?" "YES KUNI~ I..I want you to fuck me.. Please~" He laughed "So fucking pathetic..You want my cock that bad? I could give you more..But i like you like this, the horny bitch you are. Begging for me." "N-NO..FUCK~ KUNI PLEASE I WANT IT~ I WANT IT DADDY~" Your heart was beating so fast you just couldnt take it. How badly your legs we're shaking because you wanted to cum, how kuni teased you with no remorse and on top of that it was so hot in the room. "Thats it y/n. Yell just like that for me and cum on my fingers. cum on me, Let me hear you baby, How much you want it~ How much that pussy wants me to fill you up"
Your breath became rapid as you panted hard "K-KUNI M' SO CLOSE~ PLEASE- IM GONNA CUM~" you yelled out for kuni one last time as your juices oozed out onto his hand. "Fuck i love it when you cum for me like that~ all over my fucking fingers" He licked on his fingers while fiddling with the string on his pants. "K..kuni..im tired...gonna lay in your bed" you weakly got up, Legs wobbling from the orgasm you just had. Just as you we're about to head for the door he picked you up and brought you their himself. "T-thank you~" you yawned and began to close the door. but he firmly held it open against the knob. "I never said i was done with you yet slut." Noticing his hard on, he grabbed your hand and guided your fingers into his mouth. "Dont you think you should help master cum too?"
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burnedwriter · 1 year
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"Stay with me"
warnings:none,angst to fluff,mention of hand injury,!gender neutral reader
backstory:this fic takes place after the events of the hotel
A/n:this man has been living in my head rent free and sadly there werent any fics of him so i took matters into my own hands
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It’s been 4 month since Charlie’s sudden disappearance,the last time you two met was when he told you about the offer he got from mister Du’met and how it was the best opportunity he has ever gotten for his docu-series but after that you never saw him again.You made countless calls but Charlie never seemed to pick up the phone nor call you back,you even called his neighbours to ask if they have seen him at all but they all end up saying the same thing ‘’the last time we seen him was 4 months ago’’.
‘‘What happened to you charlie?’‘you whispered to yourself before calling his number for the hundreth time hoping that he will pick it up eventually.
You were his closest friend,his best friend even,why would he ignore your calls without a solid reason,you wandered maybe he has a big project coming up that he needed to finish,you knew Charlie was a workaholic and how he cared about his projects,how he wanted them to be as perfect as possible but even then he would invite you to his appartment for some tea and talk hours upon hours on end.The thing that striked you the most when he talked to you was the passion he showed about his series,his eyes would glow like a child in a candy store,when he shared his ideas with you.
That bad feeling in your stomach growing each day it passed,what if the whole thing was just a huge trap and he got kidnapped or even worst.......killed.Warning him wasnt enough,it would go one ear out the other,telling you thats this is an opportunity once in a lifetime,trying to convice you that he knew what he was doing
‘‘come on Charlie pick it up’‘shaking your leg in frustration as another call went unanwsered.
You had enough,you were going to visit his appartment and try to get to the buttom of this,grabbing your car keys quickly,you head straight to your car and on your way to his appartment.
Finally arriving to his appartment,your finger pressed on the doorbell and to no suprise,the door didnt open but you werent going to give up so easily so you rang his neighbours doorbell praying they answer.
‘‘hello who is this’‘a voice of a woman spoke from the other side
‘‘hello!,im one of charlie’s friends,i came here to visit him but he didnt open the dooor,can you open the door please’‘
‘’of course!’‘ the woman exclaimed opening the door for you
‘‘thank you so much’‘you thanked the kind lady before you pushed the door
 Getting in the elevator,you pressed the button for charlies floor before the doors of the elevator closed taking you up
Upon arriving at the correct floor,you stepped out the elevator and got greeted by the familiar hallway and at the end of it there it was charlie’s appartment.You felt a knot n your stomach as anxiety and worry started to take over your body not knowing what to expect
knocking on the door,there was no answer from the other side
‘‘Charlie please,its me open the door’‘ you said with desperation in your voice to hear just a sign of life from him as you continued to knock on the door again and again but to no avail
‘‘and i really thought that this was going to work,im going to home’‘exhaling the breath that you didnt know you were holding,you started to walk back to the elevator feeling defeated by the whole situation,when all of a sudden you hear the door slowly open catching you off guard
‘‘Charlie?’‘you questioned
‘‘yes’‘you hear a voice that was trying to hidr behind the half opened door
‘‘What happen to you?,where have you been?,i was worried sick about you,i thought you died’‘you felt relieved seeing him again,however there was something wrong with him,he had dark circles under his eyes,indicating he hasnt slept well in a long time,his ingrown facial hair showed unlike the clean shaven look he always had,these were signs that he wasnt in good shape.
‘‘Can i come in?’‘you asked him,opening the door for you to step in the house and closing the door behind you.
You could barely see where you were going from how dark the whole house was due to the curtains being fully closed which was very strange since it was brought daylight outside.
‘‘What is going on??’‘
‘‘i dont want to talk about it’‘he said relactant to answer the question
Dragging him to the couche you capped his hands squeezing the as a sign of reasurance to get him to talk only to realize one of them was injured
‘‘its nothing i promise’‘
‘‘Charlie im your friend of how many years you can trust me with whatever is happening’‘you reasured him
‘‘i know and im sorry i kept you in the dark its just that...’‘his voice started to crack half way through the sentence
‘‘Charlie are you crying!?’‘you asked concerned,soon after Charlie collapsed on your chest as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders to a tight hug while you wrapped your own around his body.
‘‘Hes going to kill all of us,i put my crew in danger and its all my fault’‘his voice shaking and full of fear
‘‘it’s going to be ok Charlie,i am here’‘ you muttered stroking his hair softly trying to calm him down,capping his face with your hands,you wiped his tears that escaped with your thumbs before standing up.
‘‘how about i make us some tea and explain to me what is hppening’‘you said walking to the kitchen.
‘‘Can i ask you somehing?’‘Charlie asked hesitant
‘‘sure!’‘
‘‘Can you stay here for the night?’‘.
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antimonyandthyme · 2 years
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Athy athy im on my knees begging what happens next in the pregnant smick??? Does seb tell him?? Does he push it thinking eh its fine ill tell him another time until mick figures it out himself and is like OH. OH WAIT. and inevitably goes into a spiral re: why didnt seb tell me am i NOT the father/is he not planning to keep it/i am the father and he is planning to keep it but really doesnt want me anywhere near them/whats going on ATHY PLEASE i need answers🙏🙏🙏
Dear anon this universe is entirely the brainchild of the brilliant @rosyjuly, better known as the beloved elevator anon around these parts. Truly, none of this would exist without her, lines included. (She’s a genius and I’m in love) ANYWAY, I’m just frolicking in her sandbox, and with her permission, I’ll give you a lil peek, don’t tell anyone!
Essentially, Mick knocks Seb up by accident. Seb thinks he can't have children anymore, maybe he thinks he’s a little too old. They don’t fuck with condoms. During one of his heats Seb asks for Mick to knot him through it, and Mick agrees in an instant, of course he’d help of course of course in fact he would much prefer if Seb only ever asked him to help. The heat passes, it’s all done and dusted like every other time, except Seb starts to get some telltale signs. Morning sickness, tender, really tender, swollen tits, all that. He goes to the doctor, heart in his throat. Well hello, Mick’s put a baby into him.
Except Mick never meant to, right? This was all an accident. And Seb can’t bear the idea of trapping Mick with a baby because this was his fault, he got careless, he told Mick he wouldn’t be able to carry anymore, and now he has a baby? And knowing Mick, kind-hearted, giant-hearted Mick, he’d drop everything to take care of them both. And how can he do that to Mick? Mick who’s just starting his racing career? How is he supposed to race and fight his way to the top of the world where he belongs while worrying about Seb and a child?
So Seb… does not tell Mick. In this snippet during one of Seb’s pseudo heats, where Seb’s already pregnant, Seb lies about it all, even though Mick verges on wonder—Seb’s pregnant? Surely it’s him, right? Surely he’s the father? But Seb goes, uh, uh, no, I just. Lactate during heats. And Mick shovels his disappointment down because he shouldn’t want anymore than he’s being given! He’s already been allowed so much! That he has the right to attend to Seb in his heats is already more than he’s ever imagined. So he carries on.
Except you can’t hide this kind of thing for very long. Maybe Seb misses ROC because he’s showing so obviously. Seb starts to ignore Mick’s calls, his increasingly worried texts. Eventually, Mick goes fuck it, and shows up at Seb’s door.
Seb opens it, completely unaware, and, well. There’s no hiding it this time. Mick very carefully goes, “Can I come in?”
Seb mutely steps aside.
“Who’s the—”
“I’d rather you didn’t ask,” Seb says quietly.
Mick’s jaw clicks shut. That… stings. He’d thought. Well. He doesn’t know what to think. Seb has every right to have another partner. He’s never been promised to Mick. He just thought.
But, the house smells clean of another alpha. Seb smells… just like himself. Rain, earth, mint; now with a soft tint of honey beneath it all. Maybe something happened. Maybe the alpha left. Maybe’s Seb trying to do this alone and my god. He shouldn’t have to. Mick wants to bare his teeth, demand for an explanation, if only so he can get his hands on the other alpha’s neck.
Mick swallows his indignation down. Seb doesn’t need that now. “Whatever you need. You know that.”
Seb doesn’t think he has the right to ask anymore of Mick. But there are instances, where in his pregnancy his hormones are a wack and he needs, he just needs so badly, and Mick’s so willing, so kind, he eats Seb out until Seb’s legs shake, he keeps his hand on Seb’s belly while he fucks Seb so gently, he’s just—everything Seb could ever need, but above every fibre in him crying out for his alpha Seb upholds Mick’s (perceived) needs above his own, and so he doesn’t say anything.
Then for one of his later doctor’s appointments, Seb’s tiring easier so he asks Mick to come along. Mick thinks about how he isn’t the father and how it’d hurt for him to sit there next to Seb while the doctor talks about a baby that isn’t his but decides it’d hurt infinitely more if he left Seb alone. He told Seb, Whatever you need, and that stands true regardless.
Except of course they go for an ultrasound and both of them are emotional because that’s Seb’s! His baby! And then in the car Mick loses his temper a little, goes, “I can’t believe he’d leave you like that. What kind of alpha would leave their omega like that?” What kind of man would leave Seb like that?
And Seb makes this wounded noise, “I’m not anybody’s omega. And I chose to do this.”
And they drive back sullen and stung and Mick makes tea and calms himself down, and then gets to his knees in front of Seb. Very sincerely says, “I know you chose to do this. And I know you’re not mine. But.” He lets out a bitter, self-deprecating laugh. “But I always wanted you to be. And I would still, if you’d let me. I’d take care of you both.”
Seb’s staring at him like he’s grown an extra head because Mick can’t seriously be offering what he thinks Mick’s offering. “You can’t,” he says faintly, shocked into speaking. “You’re young and you’ve got so much going on and. You can’t.”
Mick’s jaw gets this stubborn set, and oh. Oh. He looks so much like. Oh. “Why not? I can choose what I want to do, and I know I want to be there for you both, even if you never tell me who—”
“It’s yours,” Seb says weakly.
Silence, before Mick flinches away as the words sink in. Seb sags with defeat. He’s gone and messed everything up. Mick would’ve accepted him, but he’s gone and lied and done something so terrible and so unforgivable and—
Mick gets up, heads toward the door.
“Mick,” Seb pleads.
“I can’t be around you right now,” Mick says, all the warmth squeezed out of his voice. “Bye, Seb.”
Mick leaves and Seb dissolves into sobs, the heaving kind that hurts your chest, while Mick goes off and tears his fingers through his hair. What kind of alpha is he? Seb didn’t even want to tell him. Seb would rather have raised the child by himself then tell him. What kind of alpha does that make him? How had he failed so badly? How had he fallen short by so great a margin? What does that speak of his competency as a mate, a partner? He hasn't cried since... well. Mick drops his head in his hands, letting the tears leak through his fingers.
(Suns, it’s awful. But it becomes better. I just... won't tell you how for now because this is turning into a fic.)
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mock childe voice lines for the childe 8+ moms au
note: this au assumes that the abyss is where genshin women who "die" offscreen run off to after faking their death, your 🫵 fave can be in the nightmare polycule too: for the low, low price of dubious ethics. (thank you @/8147, my co-conspirator )
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About Family: Mothers
Tartaglia: Family is one of the most important things to me. It even comes before fighting! Though, some people tend to balk at the size of mine..
Traveler: *cough* thats what she said... *cough*
Paimon: How big is your family, in terms of food of course! Like three Sweet Madames?
Tartaglia: Haha, more like 15 Pile 'Em Ups.
Paimon: Even Paimon couldnt eat all that...
Tartaglia: Ignoring my siblings, I alone have 8?.. Wait, no I think its 10 moms?
Tartaglia: Ignoring my siblings, I alone have 8?.. Wait, no I think its 10 moms?
Paimon: 10! Are they trying to set a record or something?
Tartaglia: Yeah actually.
Traveler: Wow. Mothers Day shopping must be a nightmare
Tartaglia: Lets just say I'm lucky to have a harbingers salary...
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About the Tsaritsa: Family
Tartaglia: Her majesty The Tsaritsa! I could sing her praises all day! Shes the best! Hm? Wait, you want to know about my relation to the tsaritsa? Ah, lemme guess, this is about her calling me сын right? HEY WAIT, DO YOU THINK MY POSITION IN THE FATUI IS BASED OFF OF NEPOTISM?!
Paimon: Well.. Paimon wasn't gonna say anything...
Tartaglia: Do you want me to show you how I earned my position little comrade?
Paimon: P-Paimon says no thanks!
Traveler: Haven't you lost in every battle we've ever had? Isn't the 10th seat emp-
Tartaglia: Anyways, I have no clue why she calls me that. We aren't related as far as I know. It's just for some reason, scary women start...adopting me? It happens all the time; I've stopped questioning it. Though out of all of them, she tends to be the peace maker. I refuse to call her Мамулечка though, thats too informal for Her Majesty, I don't care what she says. Maybe Маменька or *snickers* Матушка *chuckles*
Paimon: Paimon doesn't get it...
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About Raiden Makoto: Family
Tartaglia: Makoto.... Makoto.... That name sounds familiar... Oh! You mean haha-ue? Shes the best! What I know about her?... Well... she tends to look outside the palace windows ... longingly? muttering something or other about "How she wishes Inazuma could know this type of peaceful eternity." She actually writes poetry about the subject pretty often, I guess she's bummed about the vision hunt decree?
Paimon: That sounds like someone we know- WAIT THE TSARITSA IS KEEPING BAAL HOSTAGE!!??
Tartaglia: 1) SHES WHO?! 2) rude 3) I offered to take her with me for a mission there and she refused. Saying something about "Having made her peace with it", "This is the only way" and "Ei would kill me if she knew i faked my death give it another 1000 years" Honestly, what is with old people and speaking in riddles...
Paimon: Paimon thinks you're not..never mind
Tartaglia: Other than that, she seems pretty content acting like the Tsaritsa's house wife, and, not to put them against eachother, but her omurice,,, man it puts Xiangling to shame.
Paimon: Huh... Paimon guesses even twins can be completely different.
Traveler: And children.
Tartaglia: Hm?
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About Guizhong: Family
Tartaglia: Niáng!! Shes the best! I didnt know her until recently, but MAN is it good to have someone to rag on Zh-....
Paimon: Paimon thought you were over that?
Tartaglia: ... Ehe, of course, a warrior never lets past misgivings ruin his judgement. Anyways Niángs always doing something, either improving weapons for us to use-
Paimon: GUIZHONGS HELPING THE FATUI??
-making music with haha-ue or tending to the "garden" master keeps. Its always hard to pin her down to one place. Remarkable how so much energy can fit into one tiny body and how she keeps her hanfu clean...
Paimon: reminds Paimon of someone
Traveler: Oh but he isn't tiny...
Tartaglia: I'm getting sick of you and your sass.
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About Skirk: Family
Tartaglia: Master Skirk.. she taught me everything I knew when I was at my lowest. Shes the best! She doesn't talk much but when she does I always keep my ears peeled. A warrior must always take any opportunity handed to him!
Paimon: Uh-huh
Traveler: ...
Tartaglia: HEY! DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! It came in handy with Zh.. Anyways, She always seemed lonely back in the Abyss, I'm glad she has her partners back.
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About the Damselette: Family
Tartaglia: She... creeps me out... Even more when she asks me to call her Mami. I don't understand how the others get along with her so well.. maybe cause shes quiet? Even then... she can be a total chatterbox with Lwalida... Wierdly enough the two hate each other? I dont know, best not to question it.
Traveler: Ah, a universal classic, two people coming together for juicy gossip. Speaking of which, Childe did you hear
Paimon: Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't leave Paimon out! Paimon wants to know too!
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About the Knave: Family
Tartaglia: I don't trust her at ALL. I am NOT calling her Мамулечка. Her and Skirk get along pretty well though. I think it's the silent knight vibe that draws everyone else in. Niáng is constantly pestering her over what's up with her eyes... I'm kinda curious too but I doubt we'll ever get an answer.
Paimon: Paimon thinks you're one to talk.
Tartaglia: HEY! My eyes are a part of my charm!
Traveler: Whatever helps you sleep at night.
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About Rhinedottir: Family
Tartaglia: Móðir? Yeah shes the best! I first met her a bit after I came out the Abyss, She said "Hey, you! You're Skirk's boy right? Well you're my kid now too." and I just went along with it.
Traveler: ...That seems a little, "out-of-character" for you.
Tartaglia: Listen, when you're 14 and find a woman with 80 different rifthounds following her You Do Not Ask Questions. Besides, she shows me more applications for my Foul Legacy and I, Tartaglia, am-
Traveler and Paimon: ...Always getting stronger, trust us we know.
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About Alice: Family
Tartaglia: Mutti! She's the best! She made me this special map of Teyvat with the most dangerous places highlighted and gold starred! Oh oh an- HEY! WAIT GIVE THAT BACK!
Paimon: No can do! For the safety of Teyvat, Pretty Guardian Sailor Paimon is confiscating this!
Tartaglia: *Sigh* fine, Anyways It's always great to meet another defender of childhood dreams! Though... shes a bit too good at it
Traveler: That coming from you...
Paimon: Paimons worried...
Tartaglia: Heh, lets just say its good she doesn't come around often
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About Istaroth: Family
Tartaglia: Okan! Shes the best! Whenever she comes over she brings stuff I could never dream of! Everyone gets super excited for her visits, even the damselette! For example, on last week she brought this!
Traveler: Wait. Is that a fucking Among Us Pop-it.
Tartaglia: Oh right! You've been to other worlds as well! She said it's supposed to "help my focus as a warrior."! Apparently Master Skirk complained too much after she gave me this potion called a "Monster Energy" so she gave me this instead!
Traveler: Do me a favor. Never accept anything from her ever again. In fact burn everything she gives you
Tartaglia: Ha! As if! It's not like you to be jealous Traveler. Don't worry I'll ask her to get you something comrade.
Traveler: Y'know what. Fine, ask her to bring Tik Tok, thats the perfect gift for you. 'was getting bored anyways
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About the Goddess of Flowers: Family
Tartaglia: Lwalida! Shes the best! She works closely with Her Majesty. Apparently she was behind the theatrical names for the Harbingers. She taught me how to master the perfect fake cry to catch my enemies off guard!
Paimon: Paimon doesnt think anyone would fall for that.
Tartaglia: I'll have you know I've always gotten encores whenever I've preformed at the снежный шар theater thank you very much.
Paimon: Hm... You sure they weren't scared of you?
Tartaglia: That too. But Lwalida is a really good actor, in fact she's a legend in the Fatui. She's held the highest ranking on the Fatui faked death leaderboard for 500 years now!
Traveler: They have a leaderboard for that?
Tartaglia: Oh yeah, It's really intense. Some people have bet over 600 million mora on La Signora not being dead.
Traveler:....
Paimon: ...
Traveller: New plan! Paimon, we're headed to Snezhnaya!
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fin!
(masterpost for this au here)
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@cosmicallyavg okay sorry if you didnt want me to respond but the autism won today and i thought abt nothing but this for like 3 hours so
i think the doctor knows yaz has done/will do the same morally questionable things as her if it becomes necessary? because for her to be self aware about herself, and then also aware of yaz becoming her in a way. she has to assume that its a possibility. and asking her to hold the master at gunpoint is her testing that theory i think. because yaz very well could have straight up not done it but in the end, shes her equal, she admires her (and wants to impress her lets be real), and she has a duty of care. she knows/assumes how dangerous the master is and doesnt want anything to happen to Her doctor if she can help it. theres no use being squeamish weve got the doctor to save.
i hadnt thought of that angle but the doctor consciously sort of testing how much yaz will indeed do exactly as she herself would, and guessing right on that front is so interesting. i was reading 13s comics yesterday and she did it multiple times there too, like delegating to yaz for llittle minidoctor tasks like occupying herself with a victim like she does in witchfinders with willa too, and like just literally going "yaz, go play police at those aliens" (i said "be police" first but 1 no jurisdiction, and 2 for the doctor 'be' and 'play' are the same thing)
and when she gets yaz that gun, it's so interesting bc to me at least it feels like simultaneously theres the power dynamic of doctor-companion where yaz is definitely a step lower like shes not in charge here (compared to later with vinder) but what the doctor uses that power she has to do is to like place some of it in yaz if that makes sense? she's using yaz as a proxy of herself, which sounds bad but i think thats what shes doing?
like guns for the doctor are this visual sign that theyre going against their own principles right? it's not really the violence of guns that the doctor protests bc theyre plenty violent, but it's a visual representation of their principles right? we see this with 10 when he wont take wilfs gun against the master but when he hears timelords are coming he does. 13 being willing to use a gun on the master means shes willing to break her own rules to deal with him (which the doctor always kinda is with them thats part of the problem but i dont think it's in the "i forgive you one more time even though i shouldnt way" this time)
but also! she doesnt touch the gun herself. she orders a soldier thats at her command (actively breaking her own rules) to give it to yaz. ace talks abt this i believe in at childhoods end, to yaz. that like, the doctor is not opposed to violence but they will keep their own hands clean if they can. as opposed to 10 who picked up the gun himself, 13 lets yaz do it. and then later, bc of course the doctor cant shoot people, yaz lets vinder be the one to actually shoot the master. 
so 13 is outsourcing her principle breaking wrt the master to yaz, but i think shes aware of it. it's not like letting yaz handle the gun is eschewing her own responsibility, i think she doubles her feeling of responsibility, bc not only is she breaking her own rules, shes making yaz break them too (clara voice: and now youve made me lie! youve made me your accomplice!) which is why it feels so simultaneously like equal and unequal, yaz is both doctor and companion in potd.
(short detour abt what you said abt "theres no use being squeamish weve got the doctor to save" like yeah thats exactly it. i wrote a fic where yaz shoots the master and the doctor is like Why The Fuck Did You Do That bc while she expected yaz to take the gun (bc she would), she didnt expect her to shoot (bc she wouldnt), but that then maybe reveals a sort of distorted image she has of both herself and yaz. bc yaz did shoot, which means the doctor would shoot even if shes so dedicated to the image of herself as The Doctor that she might not realise that she would. and it reveals an underestimation of yazs feelings for her, and her sense of duty, and how far she will go, has gone, to try and save the doctor. the master is a threat, so she shoots (im thinking again of clara and 8x12 where 12 literally offers to shoot missy to protect clara('s immortal soul))
and abt that equality, like, there was this photoset i saw last week of bts stuff from s11 i think? chibnall talking abt the first meeting in the train. which was basically just like that post i made ythat you linked except chibnall was talking abt it from 13s perspective, which i hadnt considered dkdjdjdh
i saw your tags when you reblogged that post and i thought abt them for a bit but didnt respond bc i dont think i entirely agree? theres a definite, like, respect and i think recognition on the doctors side of things when they first meet and she does the thing i wrote abt in that post where she like listens to yaz and then presents her own plan and this first listening to yaz probably fixed a problem they might have had if she had just forcefully tried to push yaz out of the authority position she was in there as a police among civilians, where yaz might have fought for the leadership position the entire rest of the night and maybe rest of their time together (not that thats not also a fun version of events to think about) 
anyway to get back to the point, yes theres that respect, and the doctor uses yaz for her skills since the beginnig, but i dont really agree that it's equal necessarily. the power difference is too big and too easily leveraged by 13 for me to call it equal
when it comes to doctor-companion power dynamics the first thing i always think about is the tardis, because it's this really concrete and undeniable representation of that power right? you need this ship and you need this pilot or you are most likely never going home again. thats just like a fact at the foundation of most doctor-companion relationships (excluding companions who have their own means of transport or could fly the tardis maybe like river or romana). im not saying thats on purpose or the doctor likes it, im just saying when youre stranded on an alien planet and theres one person who is capable of making sure you dont die, doug eiffel voice: really really far away from home, then youre not gonna do anything that person doesnt want you to do. or at least youre gonna be hesitant to
so following the big bluish money (tardis), i think the real equality between them finally only really arrives
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thats what really appeals to me abt writing them post-potd everybody lives happily ever after au, this partnership that we only ever got to see glimpses of. in a version of events where 13 lived after this, we could see what that partnership really would have looked like
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(This is the anon who asked about Kaveh with ARFID)
I don’t have any specific requests! It hasn’t been written anywhere (that I can find) yet so I just want to see anything in general! I think mainly just focusing on the disorder. Maybe some worried Alhaitham - or Tighnari or Cyno - could be fun too. I also thought your idea of just Kaveh-centric throughout his Akademiya years also sounds fun. Just whatever is good! It’s up to you and I’m excited to see what comes out!
got it yes, i was away hope i didnt keep you waiting too long !!!
cw: eating disorder, disordered eating, mentions of self-harm
heartfelt thanks to my friend iris for informing me further about ARFID and beta reading this.
general masterlist ✦ reqs masterlist
— kaveh with avoidant restrictive food intake disorder (ARFID)
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"is it—"
"cyno. cut it out, will you?"
kaveh snaps without realizing. he doesn't want to, yet it's far from enjoyable to sit at the dinner table with his dorm-mates like a scolded, ill-behaved child.
his junior seated right next to him, all eyes on kaveh even though he can't see it with his gaze facing down at his lap.
the mornings are a bit more manageable. nari and cyno have breakfast with eyes barely open, too spent to notice how he plays around with his eggs before discarding them swiftly.
haytham doesn't speak. he never does, regarding this topic at least. his face stays buried in his book when cyno pesters him or nari raises a brow as he dumps whatever's left on his plate in the trash can.
he cleans up the table in the mornings and sneaks an apple in kaveh's bag.
no judgement or curiosity from the looks of it.
kaveh likes apples.
they remind him of home. of all the times his mother would walk into the room with a plate in her hand, slices laid out neatly as he studied, crouched over his desk.
a warm hand ruffling his then brown hair, a loving kiss on his forehead.
kaveh takes it out of his bag at lunch break — juicy, crunchy sometimes. a bit rough to bite into when it's not their season. regardless, he eats it.
sometimes like a starved child, only realizing when he sinks his teeth into its flesh that he hasn't had a proper meal for days.
kaveh devours it — like a man sentenced to death, having his last wish come true.
he nibbles on it down to the bone, down to its very core of seeds that burn the tip of his tongue.
he loves apples because they taste like his childhood — ridden with blissful ignorance and foolish euphoria before life peeled him away layer by layer like what he holds in his hand.
"is it like a weight thing?"
cyno is persistent today, worried to a point where he can no longer let it slide.
"it's not."
it really isn't. kaveh is fine with the way he looks. well, not fully — sometimes he looks at haytham with envy, though he would never admit it to anyone, not even himself.
if he was a bit taller, with wider shoulders, thicker biceps. he looks frail and dainty.
cyno, despite having a smaller frame like his own, makes up for it by being so strong. and nari, well, he doesn't really give a shit.
kaveh does.
he always feels like his mother and looks like his father, which is an abhorrent combo.
it's why he loves taking care of himself. it feels like nurturing the one person that dedicated her life to making him happy but never smiled from the heart a day in her life.
it's also why he despises looking in the mirror. because he sees the one person he can never bring back.
that's not why he struggles, though. if anything, that would mean that he would be inclined to indulge more in food.
"is it because you don't like our cooking? we can go out to—"
"cyno."
haytham interjects. he warns.
though he can't see kaveh's face he can tell by the way his chest heaves that he's holding back tears. biting down on his lip like he always does, most probably.
cyno knows it too, how he should shut up and let it go. he wishes he could be more like nari, having the freedom to let people make mistakes so they can fall and get back up on their own.
or like haytham, only interfering when it's absolutely necessary. keeping to himself until a situation escalates to life or death.
but how can he sit idly by and watch kaveh wither away?
their beloved, their sunshine.
cyno doesn't have to understand, and he probably can't anyways. whatever kaveh is going through, cyno knows he's strong enough to handle it.
but he's just so tired of watching kaveh burn himself away as he does so. as he emerges from every fight victorious yet still loses himself day by day.
kaveh stares at the plate.
he's not crying because of cyno's questions.
he weeps because he doesn't have the answers either.
his hands tremble reaching for the cupboards, his joyous laughter as he sits on the counter when nari cooks for them and wags his tail to the music coming from the streets — it fades away so quickly when they sit down to finally enjoy the meal.
are you allergic? watching your form? don't worry about it, you're still young. beautiful figure. let go a little! you don't like it? but i made it just for you!
kaveh feels nauseous, sick to his stomach. he's suffocated by new recipes and drowned by ones he's used to stuffing his face with.
another tear rolls down from his cheek and he realizes how his right hand is held gently by haytham, and his left by cyno under the table.
he looks across to find nari with his ears lowered — on his face a compassionate look that lacks pity. sincere.
the table he loathes, surrounded by the people he holds in the most sacred chamber of his aching heart.
thank you for requesting and reading, take care !
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