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natriae · 4 months

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Ushi gushi who u dated thru highschool and 2nd year college and he is getting hornier but all u guys have done so far is make out and hand job/fingering till u ask if he wants to go further and BOY does he and u see a side of him u never imagine 😍

HEHEH KICKING MY FEET AND GIGGLING RN

Ushijima Wakatoshi is no doubt the best boyfriend ever. He spoils you and always makes time for you. He would drop everything to go see you, but he's still wakatoshi. He has a hard time with social cues and displaying his emotions. You like to call yourself the 'Toshi master. Usually able to understand his affection and thoughts without him showing it.

He's remained the same since highschool. He stuck to the same routine with little differences in the past years. He'd wake up do his morning run, then go to class, practice, then shower and do his homework, and finally cuddle you to sleep in his dorm. Saturdays were specifically reserved for you. He tried to leave his comfort zone by taking you on dates, but you knew he perfered to stay in. You did too, so it was no issue for you to spend every Saturday with Wakatoshi at your house back in highschool. He found comfort getting groceries with you and helping you clean. He found comfort in really anything that took his mind off his family.

There was a lot of feelings that Wakatoshi missed out, but with therapy and you supporting him along the way he got better at understand what he was feeling. Being away from his mother definitely helped as well.

Even with all his amazing qualities there were sometimes you felt insecure in your relationship. Going to college was a much different territory for both of you. Students from all around Japan went to school with you guys. At Shiratorizawa no one really talked to 'Jima because they were scared of him but here you can't remember a game where some girl wasn't flirting with him. Or even listening to how far your friends have gotten with their boyfriends. It's not that you want to force 'toshi out of his comfort zone, but sometimes you think he doesn't like you..like that. Almost like it's out of obligation.

After date night he asks if you want it instead of getting in the mood. Almost like it's apart of his routine. You guys eat, come home, he kisses you a bit and fingers you till you cum, and then he washes his hands and kisses you goodnight. You want him to do it for his own pleasure.

"everything okay?" He asks once he finishes washing the dishes. He walks over to the small couch you sat on while in deep thought.

Looking up at him you smile at his cute face. Bring your arms up signaling you want a hug. Lifting you up he places you on his lap as he sits down. You legs draped over his as your wrap your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest. "I guess, I've just been thinking...'Jima you find me attractive, right?" Looking up you watch as he nods his head. His eyes srunching a little in thought. Your hand resting on his chest feels his heart begin to beat a little bit faster. " um, remember when Tendou had-um- remember in highschool when tendou was quite aroused and everyone made fun of him?"

"his boner?" Ushijima states unbothered.

Your face reddens at his outburst and you nod your head. "well why don't- you dont seem to get that when your with me, and I was worried that you dont feel that way about me, and I don't want you to be doing anything you find uncomfortable if you dont feel that way about me." While you ramble you start to feel a small poking at the side of your right butt cheek. "'Jima?"

His faces flushes a bit and his heart beats after as he brings his lips into his mouth. "I do feel that way about you." He says, not looking into your eyes.

Bringing your hand up to his cheek you move his head so the two of you can look at each other. "why don't you ever show it?" you pout.

"i don't want to make you uncomfortable." He tells you, face remaining unmoving. You watch as his pupils expand looking into your eyes. "Meditating usually helps it go away." He tells you like it was a serious issue. You giggle and move into kiss his lips.

"Do you still have those condoms Tendou gave you?"

His single nod is all you need to tell you that tonight you won't have to worry about Wakatoshi's attraction towards you.

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4ngeldusstt · 8 months

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“M I N E”

A/N: this is not how i originally wrote this, but i tried my best to rewrite it as close as it was before tumblr fking deleted it, anyway this was supposed to be a “just a thought” but it’s too long so here’s a short fic that’s actually just a scenario (?. I really hate the title tbh but that’s all i could come out with rn.

Warnings: alcohol effects, drinking, slight mentions of soft smut but nothing happens, swearing

Word count: 857

The last mission was a success, meaning there was a party going on that same night in order to relieve some stress among us, the soldiers. Levi recently introduced you to alcohol not so long ago, so you didn’t quite know how to handle it nor what your limit was just yet. You decided to have some wine and you started feeling the effects of it, warm blushed cheeks, everything made you laugh, your introvert self becoming more outgoing with every sip.

You were quite popular amongst the male soldiers in the scouts, some of them already were head over heels in love with you, so they took this opportunity and took advantage of your state in the way of sitting next to you, encouraging you to rest your head on their shoulder, they even had fights over who would fill up your cup.

Meanwhile your lover, Levi, was observing from afar his gaze telling everything words couldn’t, the desire to kill all of those fucking bastards if he could was written all over his face, his expression alone was enough to make them shit their pants in fear if they dared to look at him. You both decided that keeping your relationship private was the best decision but he wished, that in this moment, he could let everyone know how your heart belonged to him.

Even in your state you noticed when Levi stood up and left, to his office, you already knew that. Following his steps soon after, not even bothering to knock on the door you made your way to the comfortable looking leather couch, looking at him with half lidded eyes and a smile, he didn’t even bother to look your way ever since you came in but your stare was piercing enough to make him finally notice you. “How are you feeling?” He eyed you before going back to the paperwork in front of him.

He was upset, not at you but to them, he couldn’t blame you for being so perfect every soldier in the scouts dreamed of marrying you. “Mhm, how can wine taste so bad but make me feel so warm and fuzzy huh?” You said closing your eyes leaning back into the cushions. “I damn the day I let you try out alcohol for the first time, you clearly don’t know how to handle it.” He scoffed, furrowing your brows for a second before it hit you, he was jealous. A smirk creeped into your lips as you slowly got up and made your way to his chair, taking a seat on his lap.

Your lips lingering near his ear whispering “are you perhaps… jealous?” Smiling as you noticed his grip on your hip get tighter. “What if I am? I hated seeing them all over you and not being able to do anything about it, you are mine and mine only.” His voice lowering an octave, causing you to clench your thighs together, he was well aware of the effects his voice had on you and he wanted to tease you a little bit. “Hmm you might have to remind me who I belong to.” You were so needy for him, the alcohol on your system making you more emotional and the ache between your thighs worsen, he chuckled softly in response of your actions, “oh and I will, don’t worry. But not today, I’m sorry.” You whined and pouted at him, disagreeing with his decision.

Even though your were conscious enough and aware he was not going to do anything with you if he was sober and you were not, it wouldn’t feel right. “Come on, let’s take you to bed.” He said as soon as he realized it was taking everything in you not to fall asleep on him, due to the effects of the wine wearing off. He carried you bridal style and gently placed you onto the mattess of the bed you both shared. He helped you out of your clothes and placed one of his shirts covering your bare body that was a little too baggy for you, eyes closed not fully asleep yet, “mhm, thank you.” You said, “Anytime” he smiled softly even though you could not see him, soon after your head was placed on his chest as you started feeling his fingers slowly combing through your hair, leaving feathery kisses on your forehead every now and then as he read a book, you knew Levi barely slept, and today was no exception.

Prior to you passing out, you heard a faint whisper saying “I love you” into your hair followed by the soft touch of his lips pressing against your forehead lingering there a little longer than usual, it was such an intimate and loving act from a Levi that he, with time, managed to grow more comfortable in showing you, tightening your grip around his torso in response as you managed to mumble a weakly “I love you, thank you for loving me back.” before finally giving up and allowing yourself to succumb into a deep slumber, who knew humanity’s strongest soldier could be this gentle?

You did.

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arece · 1 year

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hiii!

could i request by any chance john wick x reader (father- kid) fic where john takes care of reader while they are sick? like john was never emotional or never really showed feelings but when reader gets sick he is overly fatherly, maybe even takes them to see a doctor much for their resisting...

i am really sick rn and its all i can think about..

you can make it a gn or a fem reader

love your work <3

Sweet Nothing

♤ Summary: Used to taking care of yourself, you brush off your sickness and downplayed just how serious it was. The masterlist

♤ a/n: I too have been feeling sick, (which explains why this is so late) I hope you're feeling much better and this helps! A nice little soft fic before the angst I'm about to post next, fair warning.

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Ever the observant man, John noticed instantly, prepared from the first cough. You rolled your eyes, brushing it off as allergies but John was having none of it. He excused it as him not being able to get sick with his career.

He was just genuinely worried but unable to say so. A flaw you both shared, never fully being able to admit exactly how much you care for each other, settling for showing it through meaningful acts.

His worry grew when you slept in later than usual, coughing and sniffling. “The rooms just dry, I’ll drink more water,” you once again brushed him off. He was hesitant but decided not to push you further. His first mistake.

A few days later Winston called him over and he was about to say he couldn’t make it but you wouldn’t let him. You pushed him to go insisting that you were fine and could take care of yourself. Ever so stubborn.

With great reluctance he left, not without demanding that you call him if you feel even just the slightest bit worse. After a few snippy remarks from your side, he finally left when he was confident that you would call.

You were laying in bed for the next few hours, clinging tightly to Dog in hopes to absorb all the comfort she provided. You felt like absolute shit but didn’t want to burden John, distract him from his job or anything else he was doing.

It was just a dumb cold that you’d quickly get over, you didn’t need to be coddled like a child, you could deal with it on your own. Or so you thought until the coughing fit hit.

It started off just to clear your dry throat but then it wouldn’t stop. Each time you attempted to get a breath of air in it would result in an uncontrollable wheeze. You reached for some water to try and help but you just ended up choking on it.

You fumbled to the side table, grabbing your phone and calling John without a second thought. Not even the first ring finished before he answered, “What’s wrong?” You gasped out, trying to answer him but coughed again. “Kid?”

“I can’t b-breathe,” it took all your energy just to say those few words and you weren’t even sure if they were intelligible. “Shit,” you softly heard from the other side, most likely directed towards himself.

“I’m coming to you now, kid. I need you to stay calm for me, alright?” You could hear him mumble something to someone. “Panicking will only make it worse.” Next thing you heard was a door slamming and a car starting.

“Still with me?” You tried to answer him but was cut off by more harsh coughs, these ones a lot more painful than the last. “Yeah.” Dog whimpered beside you, nuzzling close to show her own worry over your current state.

You stayed on the line with John but it wasn’t long before you heard a car recklessly parking close by and he hung up. Your bedroom door was carelessly thrown open and John rushed over to you, “I’m here.”

He reaches an arm around your shoulders and underneath your legs, lifting you up and beginning to make his way back outside. Your head fell to his shoulder, exhausted from the amount of energy you’ve exerted.

He carefully placed you onto the passenger seat, brushing your hair back from your sweaty forehead. He buckled you in, making sure you were secure before rushing to the driver's seat. “Continental Doctor’s already waiting for you, you’re gonna be alright,” he reassured you.

The ride felt fast with you on the verge of passing out. It all snapped back into focus with the rush of wind hitting you, John opening your door and picking you up again. He felt a wave of anxiety hit with you growing slightly limp.

It was bringing him back to how quickly and brutally his Helen grew ill. All rational thoughts escaped him as he held you closer to him, running up the steps of the Continental. The only thing running through his head being not you, not you, it couldn’t be happening to you.

Straight past Winston and Charon. He had to help you, there may have been nothing he could’ve done for his Helen but you would be fine.

And that’s what the Doctor assured him. It truly was just an extremely nasty case of a cold mixed with allergies. But John found himself preparing for the bad news to hit, that after that rough of a breathing fit there was something wrong with you, something he couldn’t fix.

He watched over you as you slept off the medication the Doctor gave you, ready at a moment's notice for anything to go wrong. You stirred slightly, aware of the way John seemed to fidget with his hands.

“Everything okay?” You slightly sat up and John was quick to adjust your pillow so you could sit comfortably. “You’re alright, just like I said you would be.” It seemed like he was reassuring himself as well as you.

“Listen,” he sighed and you grew slightly nervous, “you can’t play off being sick like that again. I thought - it could’ve been serious.” You immediately felt guilty, hunching in on yourself for all the trouble you caused.

“I’m sorry.” His brows furrowed, moving to sit beside you on the bed. “I just want you safe.” It hit you, harder than you thought it would. He wanted you safe, he cared about you enough to worry. You still struggled to process it but felt too sick still to ponder on it.

Instead you leaned your head on his lap, prepared to fall back asleep with full reassurance that you’d be okay. “With you I always feel safe.” Your confession was enough to have him soften, comfortingly brushing your hair back for the entire time you slept.

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hardstraykidshours · 1 year

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hiiii m’shy so im sending on anon. but uh……. jealous!minho where you flirt with someone else for the entire night even though hes told you not to do so lots of times alr. he then brings you home and edges you for hours jus to punsih you…

pretty down bad for minho rn

please never feel bad for sending anything on anon! we want everyone to be comfortable, so if sending on anon is best for you, please do that! but anywaaaaaaaaays, i'm always in my loving minho hours so this was amazing to get to write, thank you for putting this idea out in the world, i feel blessed. minho and edging? holy shit. tears running down my legs low key.

anyways, i hope you like the fic!

❤️ courtney & abbie

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pairing: minho x afab!reader

genre: smut, angst, fluff?, 18+ (minors dni)

length: 1.7k

warnings: profanity, sexual/suggestive content, jealousy, mentions of alcohol, dom!minho, sub!reader, orgasm denial, edging, oral (f receiving), finger (f receiving), unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap), possessiveness if you squint, praise, pet names, afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

going out to a bar with minho is always fun. you like spending time with him and getting drinks, but you’ve been out with him enough times to know he has one rule: don’t flirt with anyone else. minho knows he’s a lucky guy to have landed you, so it’s not surprising to him when other people come up and hit on you or offer you a drink. hey, a free drink is a free drink right? you both just have an understanding that you never cross the line and flirt back, and the same goes for him if someone hits on him.

tonight you're feeling a little adventurous, though. maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just the sheer curiosity of what he would do if he saw you flirting with someone, but you decide to strike up a little conversation with a guy who offered you a free drink while minho is in the bathroom. you know minho knows you’re not actually going to do anything with this guy, but you still want to see his reaction.

as minho walks back to the table, he sees that guy you’re talking to sitting a little too close for comfort. he rolls his eyes. ‘who does this guy think he is?’ he thinks to himself.

suddenly, jealousy starts to seep through his veins when he’s sees that you’re flirting back. laughing, twirling your hair, the whole nine yards.

“hey, babe,” minho states loudly as he places a hand on your shoulder. you meet his gaze and see his eyes are dark with emotion, the tips of his ears red.

“babe?” the guy asks, surprise in his voice.

“oh, um, yeah, this is my um, my boyfriend,” you reply, fumbling over your words. even though this was your plan all along, now that you’ve actually been caught, you feel a little shy.

“boyfriend?!” the guy asks, even more surprised.

“yeah, boyfriend,” minho states before you can even open your mouth. “babe, i think we should probably get going, we have to get up early to do that thing, remember?”

you have no idea what he’s talking about but get the feeling you should just play along. “oh yeah…that…you’re right, we should go.”

the car ride on the way home was tense. you could practically cut the silence with a knife, so when minho finally speaks, his words seems to resonate.

“did you have fun back there?” his asks, voice emotionless as he continues to stare at the road in front of him.

“what? are you jealous?” you respond, playfully taunting him, hoping to ease the tension.

his grip on the steering wheel tightens ever so slightly. “i thought we agreed we wouldn’t flirt with anyone.”

he still has no emotion in his tone. you’re racking your brain trying to figure out what he’s thinking, and you ultimately decide that teasing him even further probably isn’t the right move. “look, i’m sorry. i know it was dumb. i wasn’t actually flirting with him, i just wanted to tease you a bit. i would never actually do anything.”

“i think behavior deserves a little retribution tonight,” he says, face blank as he gives your thigh a tight squeeze with one hand while the other stays on the steering wheel.

your heart starts to beat a little, mind racing as to all the ways he could punish you. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t squeeze your thighs together to ease the ache that’s growing between your legs at the thought.

the second you and minho get home, you’re both practically running towards the bedroom, stripping yourselves of your clothes along the way. you lay down on the bed, and minho hovers over you, mouth crashing onto yours.

“i’m gonna make sure you never want to talk to another guy like that again,” minho grunts as he kisses his way down your neck. “because no one else gets to touch you like this. taste you like this.”

your back arches when his mouth connects with your nipple, lightly sucking as his hand squeezes your other breast, occasionally rolling your nipple between his fingers. he continues to kiss and suck his way down your abdomen until his head is between your thighs. he places a soft kiss on your clit before licking a clean stripe all the way up your dripping pussy. your fingers tangle in his air, making him hum against your core.

“who’s the only one that can make you feel this good, princess?” he asks tauntingly before sucking on your clit. the sensation is already so overwhelming that you can’t seem to form words. “answer me.”

“you,” you cry out. “only you, min.”

he gives you a lustful grin before his lips wrap around your clit again to suck on it with even more fervor, occasionally lapping up your juices with his tongue. he holds onto your thighs to keep your legs open as he plunges his tongue deep inside your cunt, rubbing the tip of it against the sensitive spot inside. you start to roll your hips against his face, craving even more friction as he practically makes out with your pussy.

“please, so close,” you pant out, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching.

he stops his ministrations, mouth detaching from you. practically screaming from the sudden loss of contact, you look at him with furrowed brows. he licks your wetness from his lips before crawling back up your body to lean close to your ear.

“i told you your behavior deserved a punishment,” he growls. “and your punishment tonight is that you’re not going to get cum for a long, long time. does that sound ok?”

you nod your head.

“i need to hear you say it, princess,” he states.

“yes,” you say with a quick nod.

although you’re frustrated from being denied what you can only imagine was about to be a mind-shattering orgasm, you quickly forget about it when minho plunges two fingers deep inside your pussy while he rolls your clit with his thumb. he nips and sucks at your neck, guaranteeing there will be marks all over you tomorrow.

“who does this pussy belong to?” he whispers against your neck as his fingers continue their work inside you.

“belongs to you,” you moan.

since you were already so close to your last orgasm, it doesn’t take long before you feel this one approaching, but as soon as minho feels your walls clench around his fingers, he pulls them out.

this continues for what feels like hours. whether it be with his mouth, his fingers, or a toy, minho consistently brings you to the edge of your high before quickly pulling you away. you need to cum so badly that you’re begging for it now.

“min, please,” you plea. “wanna cum so bad. i promise i won’t flirt with anyone again. just please let me cum.”

he presses his lips to your temple. “well i think i've made my point clear. and you’ve been so, so good tonight, princess, so you can cum now. but i want you to do it around my cock.”

you feel yourself clench around nothing at the thought of finally having him inside for the first time tonight. he aligns his achingly hard dick with your entrance before slowly pushing in. you’re so sensitive from the hours of edging that you honestly feel like could cum just from him bottoming out inside you. the way he fills you up so perfectly feels even more intense. without needing any prompting, he begins to rock his hips to slide in and out of you.

even though you’ve been deprived of your high for so long tonight, you're determined to hold off for as long as you can so you can relish in the way minho’s cock feels between your warm walls. after a while, he continues to pump into you as he snakes his hand in between your bodies to play with your clit.

“fuck, you feel so good,” he moans.

his breathing is becoming more jagged and his thrusts are growing erratic. you can tell he won’t last long. you pull his head down towards you to kiss him deeply, silently telling him to let go. he stops his work on your clit to use both hands to hold himself above you, but he continues to thrust into you as his dick begins to twitch inside you. moans of curses and your name slip past his lips as he spills himself inside you, hips stuttering occasionally.

he continues to slowly roll his hips into you as he comes down from his high. once he’s gathered himself, he immediately turns his focus back to you.

his finger reattaches to your clit as his thrusts become more powerful again, fucking his cum deeper inside you. it all feels so good, and when he looks at you with his lust blown eyes, you know you don’t have long.

“min-” is all you manage to get out.

“you’ve been so good. doing so well,” he coos, pressing his lips to your cheek. “cum for me, princess.”

your orgasm washed over you with such intensity that you almost can’t believe it. your legs shake as you throw your head back in pleasure, fingernails scraping down minho’s back as his name falls from your lips. he moans at the way your walls flutter around his overly sensitive cock. you’re practically seeing stars for what feels like an eternity as you catch your breath. once you’ve regained your composure, minho slowly pulls out of you, pressing his lips to yours as he does.

he quickly gets up to grab a towel to clean both of you up before crawling into bed next you, taking you in his embrace.

“wow,” you say, still a little dumbfounded from out intense that was.

“i agree. wow,” minho lets out with a chuckle.

“sorry i flirted with someone else. it was just a joke, but it was a bad one, i shouldn’t have done it” you say bashfully.

“it’s ok, i know you didn’t actually mean any of it,” he responds.

"you're my favorite person. i love you," you state.

"well, you're my favorite person," he responds with a smile. "i love you, too."

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sorapluskimomi · 2 months

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Enki Ankarian in... love?!?! (small drabble + headcanons) 🪱🪲

C/Ws: slight desc of sickly appearance AND NOT PROOF READ enjoy wonky yummy grammar because I do too

• I know, it's unbelievable that Enki, of all people, can fall in love!!! Despite his antisocial personality and hermit way of lifestyle, he is still capable of basic human emotions (yet he's bad at naming them or recognizing at all)

• For him to develop any kind of relationship, he must be bound to that person by circumstances (for e.g, being stuck in the dungeons of Fear and Hunger, like you're rn!!!). Since he's forced to spend time with you like this, he will unintentionally get used to your presence because, like, he has to. You were crucial to him, without your assistance dwelling deep into the dungeons would be a one way trip towards death itself

• Like this he bears with you. Thoughts of '"how are they" and "what are they thinking" will slowly creep into his rotten dark brain. You will soon find him more talkative and genuinely invested in whatever relates to you. He will ask more questions about you without you being the conversation's initiator

• Yet he will still try to keep distance between him and you. He's not used to any sort of affection or a relationship based on trust. Expect him to warm up to you and then distance himself again as soon as he realizes that he got too close

• Of course he'll start worrying about your well-being as well. Y'all need to go over to that dark mysterious corner? Enki will go first and keep you behind him. Nonono! You can't eat that rotten cabbage, eat this fresh carrot instead. Enki has eaten worse, this hopefully won't upset his stomach that much unlike yours. You're really tired and sleepy? Let's rest in this room with a bed. Take that bed instead, Enki's fine with leaning against the wall nearby

• Okay help I'm running out of ideas /srs,,,, BUT LEMME JUST THROW IN THIS:::

(y/n) barely could keep up with the dark priest. Their feet gave away, with each step their legs felt heavier and heavier. Yet they kept quiet. They couldn't afford to just rest here out of all places, too far away from the surface. In such a dark place filled with grotesque gore scent and soggy filthy ground. Despite all that, it couldn't keep their mind away from sleepiness and hunger.

*thud*

And (y/n) fell on the ground loud and hard. Enki immediately turned his head to his companion's direction and strictly asked:

"What's that all of a sudden?"

"Don't worry, I accidentally tripped," (y/n) answered as they desperately tried to get up.

It really looked pitiful. Their hands trembled and they barely could lift up their fragile frame. The priest huffed at their words (especially the "don't worry" part) and walked up to them to give them a lift.

"You're horrible at lying," Enki commented as (y/n) leaned against his shoulder.

They were completely pale, it was as if their body was deprived of blood. It didn't look like this before, well not that bad. Enki frowned his eyebrows.

"We're still not close to Ma'habre, don't you dare to die on me." and with those words you both walked around in search of a safe room.

The man's cold heart ached at his companion's sickly appearance. It was too much. He couldn't drag you to the ancient city in such a vulnerable state. You weren't just a meat shield like he thought at first, you were something more to him that he refused to say out loud in his head.

In this hell of a place, both dwellers were successful in finding a relatively safe place to rest. Enki placed (y/n) against the wall and proceeded to set up a bonfire. It was painfully cold, a single torch failed to keep anyone warm.

As the priest was trying to set up a fire, (y/n) finally found some strength to speak "We don't have to rest unless you need it... I can go on, it was nothing really,"

Enki sighed and said nothing. What he wanted to say he couldn't. Someone like him can't soften up. Someone like him can't succumb to 'lowly' human feelings and say words of comfort. Eventually the fire was set and he could rest alongside with you. Enki took his bag and found a piece of dried meat between books and various potions. Without a second thought, he offered it to (y/n):

"Eat,"

(y/n)'s eyes widened at this gesture. After five seconds of silence, they shook their head.

"But this is the last food we have. Let's at least split it-" (y/n) tried to reason with Enki, but he interrupted.

"No, just take it,"

Of course (y/n)'s stomach already felt like it was about to eat itself from inside out, yet they just couldn't bare with the thought of eating all it themselves.

"That's unreasonable," they tried to argue.

But Enki was unusually stubborn in this matter "I insist."

They were already at their brink of blacking out from starvation and exhaustion, so they agreed. And like this, (y/n) started eating while Enki flip through some ancient book of unknown origins to them. It felt so serene to be like this with him. Too serene, too cozy for the dungeons of Fear and Hunger. Too comfortable to the point that (y/n)'s eyes began to close by themselves. Enki noticed it (because he was occasionally throwing glances at you).

"Sleep, sleep. I'm not fatigued, I will keep an eye on our surroundings." The dark priest spoke as he continued to read his book.

(y/n) could swear that they saw his strict facial expression soften up a little bit. Or was it the lighting creating an illusion?

Thoughts of why Enki did what he did plagued (y/n). Was it purely to keep them alive so that it will secure him a somewhat safe travel to the ancient city? Or was it because he wasn't a cold hearted monster after all? With these thoughts, (y/n) finally closed their eyes and fell into a deep slumber. Their head landed on Enki's shoulder. The dark priest sighed and kept reading.

"And why do I even like you." He quietly mumbled to himself, not really meant for you to hear.

#fear and hunger #s/o #enki ankarian #x reader #headcanons #drabble #y/n #fear and hunger enki

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Ok so basically

Reader is in a relationship with Al haitham but Al haitham fell out of love for reader while in the relationship but he didn't tell reader about it. He found someone he loves and decided to confess to that person he found but kept it a secret from reader.

So like Al haitham found a fling and didn't tell reader he fell out of love and still in the relationship with reader.

Reader found out about the secret relationship and broke up with Al haitham but reader still loves him.

Reader decided to 'move on' and got in a relationship with Tighnari (or kaveh?)

Reader thought that Al haitham would get jealous of the new relationship but Al haitham simply didn't care like at all and Al haitham and his fling made their relationship public.

Tighnari found out that reader is still in love with Al haitham and thought that reader is only with him rn bcz reader wants Al haitham to get jealous.

Basically tighnari thought reader is using him.

Tighnari broke up with reader and reader confessed that at the start of the relationship, reader only got together with him bcz reader still likes Al haitham and wanted to make him jealous (you could include this part if you want)

Reader ended up yk sad and people really didn't want to be associated with reader bcz of the relationship drama.

Basically reader never found love again and reader lived to regret it

Al haitham is now married and tighnari hates reader.

The end

"So you see -dhar Mann"

! SUPER DUPER ANGST PLS !

Gender neutral reader, angst obviously. Readers in for some emotional pain that's for sure! I tweaked how Tighnari finds out, you'll see.

When you walked in on them kissing, you being quiet and choosing to give him another chance. You didn't know how long this had been happening, and you were sure a conversation would be the solution here. Yes, this must be a case where he's realised he loves you after being unfaithful to you!

...Unfortunately, however, this was far from the truth. You asked him, and he didn't react with an apology.

"I don't love you. I never did." Alhaitham states. "I love this person, and you are a roadblock."

"But I love you!" You exclaim, shocked at Alhaitham's casual confession.

"That's the problem." Alhaitham shrugs, crossing his arms. "I'll give you time to get the few items in this house that are yours out, and I wish you the best in love."

It didn't feel real at all. He was now public with this person, showing them love he never showed you. Still wearing rose-tinted glasses, you were stupid enough to believe this was all some sick joke. Well, two can play at that game, you think to yourself as you approach Tighnari.

To your surprise, he wanted to settle down with someone. With things finally getting less hectic, he had the time to commit himself to a relationship. You were attractive in his eyes, and he did feel like he got very lucky with when your relationship broke off. Of course, he waited for you to make a first move - or at least until it had been an appropriate amount of time for you to get moving on.

When you make the first move, asking him out, he was very surprised. A pleasant surprised, and he took you up on your offer. Over a dinner, you find out more about Tighnari. The venue was a place Alhaitham frequented, and he did show up with the same person he cheated on you with.

A few dates went like this, but you slowly started to genuinely love Tighnari more than you loved Alhaitham. Two sided love was a lovely change in pace.

Alhaitham was a smart man, however, and he warned Cyno about your actions with Tighnari.

"Are you using Tighnari?" Cyno asks, you clearing your throat.

"I'll admit, at the start I did. It was unrealistic of me, I know, but at the time I thought Alhaitham was joking." You confess, Cyno waiting for you to continue. "But now, I know I love Tighnari."

"You need to tell him about the start." Cyno stops you, you nodding. "It wasn't a good idea, surely you know that."

After Cyno's words, you decided to ask Tighnari for a word in private. He seemed so excited to be alone with you, and it tore you apart when he instinctively pulled you onto his lap.

"Tighnari, I need to tell you something." You hesitate, Tighnari letting out a confused sound as you pry his arms away from you. Taking a seat across from him, you decide it's for the best with the nature of this conversation.

"Go ahead." Tighnari nods, smiling at you.

Oh god, this was a huge mistake. You should have never done this in the first place, but you knew Cyno was correct about it being a cruel thing to do.

"When I asked you out, I was trying to make my ex jealous." You begin, Tighnari stiffening up. "I thought he was pulling a joke on me, and I figured you would be... the guy he would get jealous of the most." You swallow, already sensing Tighnari change in front of you.

"So that stuff at the beginning wasn't real?" Tighnari asks, voice breaking at the realisation you had started this for a mean reason. "The dates, the conversations?"

"Now, I know I have developed feelings for you, and I know the beginning was so horrible of me to do." You look up at Tighnari, seeing the hurt in his eyes as he fights back tears. "But now my feelings are true, and stronger than-"

"Please leave." Tighnari whispers, blinking away a tear. "That was so cruel of you. My species don't take these things lightly. It's not a casual thing for me, and you used me."

"Tighnari, I know I hur-"

"Leave." Tighnari stopped you with that one word, more tears streaming down his face. Realising you ruined his trust, you leave as you hear him beginning to wail.

Everyone found out about what you did. How you took advantage of Tighnari the moment he was available, the fact that Alhaitham didn't love you and you couldn't be an adult and move on.

You weren't able to move on from what you did to Tighnari. Even after moving and changing your identity, your heart simply couldn't take you losing the man you grew to truly love - the man who loved you first. No longer did you believe you were allowed to engage in romantic relationships, you never forgive yourself for using Tighnari like that. All you could hope for was a day where Tighnari could find someone he loves, and someone who doesn't have the same intentions you had at the beginning. As much as it hurt, you knew you couldn't even check in on him. He couldn't trust you, and for good reason.

In hindsight, those rose tinted glasses made you delusional.

#tighnari #cyno #alhaitham #tighnari x reader #tighnari x gender neutral reader #angst

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cherrys-side-bitch · 2 years

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ℍ𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕒 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤 ℙ𝕥.2

Gn! reader, fluff

Includes: Muichirou, Gyomei, Giyu, Sanemi, Obanai

Part 1

When he sees you cry for the first time he freezes for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Once he's had a moment he walks over and kneels down to your height, quietly asking what's wrong with a hand gently placed over yours.

If you don't want to talk about it Muichiro will respect your decision, simply rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you.

If you want to talk about it he’ll silently listen as well as he can, sadly he’ll zone out on accident but he's trying his best.

Once he realizes that he zoned out he tries to piece together what you might've said and it only works sometimes...

He’ll usually ask if you'd like him to get you something, if you say yes he’ll go get it as quick as possible, not wanting to leave you for too long. If not he’ll stay with you to keep you company.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

He will legit start crying with you, I’m being deadass rn.

Gyomei probably thought he did something that scared or upset you.

When told that he isn't the issue he quicking changed to trying to comfort you, sinking to your height and enveloping you in a protective but fairly loose hug so as to not hurt you.

The 7’2 man gives amazing hugs, the comforting warmth from his body radiating onto your own would be such a pleasant experience.

If you decide to talk about it he’ll silently listen not daring to speak, once you're finished speaking he congratulates you on being able to share something so personal. Not every one has the guys to do that and wants you to know he's proud of you.

He doesn't like it when you cry but will always be there for you if needed.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

He's probably the least helpful in the sense that he doesn't know what to do. He just kind of sits there wondering what he should do to help.

After Giyu thinks for a bit he would likely rub your back and reassure you that you're allowed to cry.

Once you calm down a bit he asks if you want to talk about it or if you need something.

He’d gladly leave the room real quick to get you a cup of water, all you have to do is ask.

If you want to talk about it he’s all ears. Giyu sucks at comforting people but if you need someone to rant/vent to he's your man.

He’ll listen carefully to every word and try to offer any sort of advice you need based on his own experience. Although he’ll ask first, he's not some asshole who gives unsolicited advice.

If you don't want to talk about it he understands it can be hard to talk about your issues and he respects your privacy.

He’d simply ask if you'd like to go on a small way to get your mind off of things.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

As rude as it sounds, he probably believes that there's no use in crying, after all, nothing is going to change if you don't do anything about it.

So when he saw you crying to yourself he was a bit standoffish at first, almost making it sound as if expressing you emotions is bad.

When he notices how genuinely upset you are he calms down a bit.

He sits down beside you and asks what’s so important that you're crying over it.

If you start to open up about it he’ll stay quiet and listen to what you have to say.

Sanemi knows he sucks at comforting people so he tries to make up for that by being someone who actually listens to you.

If you decide to not talk about it he gets very annoyed but sort of understands why you wouldn't want to talk about it.

Acts fussy but offers to lend you an ear if you have problems in the future

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

When he first saw you in such a state his first thought was that someone hurt you.

As he kneels to your height he grabs your face to look at him and asks who was dumb enough to mess with you. If nobody did he’ll apologize for his prior harshness, he just needed to make sure.

He quietly strokes your face where he suddenly grabbed apologizing if he accidentally hurt you.

After you've calmed down a bit he asks what's wrong and if you'd like to talk about it.

If you do wish to talk about it Obanai is quietly listening making sure you're aware that he's still paying attention.

He wouldn't even dream of interrupting you, especially since you've decided to entrust him with this information

If you decide to not tell him he's fine with that. Obanai respects your wishes and won't force you to talk about your issues, he knows from personal experience that it doesn't help at all.

Either way, if you decide to talk about it or not he and Kaburamaru will stay with you if you wish.

He will also be a bit less harsh with you for the next day or two, after all, he'd rather not be the cause of your distress.

┉ˏ͛ ༝̩̩̥͙ ⑅͚˚　　 ҉　　⑅͚˚ ͛༝̩̩̥͙ ˎ┉

#demon slayer x gn reader #demon slayer comfort #demon slayer hashira #hashira headcanons #hashira x reader #demon slayer fluff #hashira x gn reader #giyuu headcanons #sanemi headcanons #gyomei headcanons #muichiro tokito #muichiro headcanons #obanai headcanons #x gn reader #headcanons #comfort #comfort headcanons #fluff #writing

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missnancywritesfanfic · 10 months

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A Good Enough Place

Character: Wanderer(Scaramouche) x Reader

Contains: High-Functioning Depressed Reader, light angst/extreme comfort, self-indulgent, mentions of suicide/suicidal thoughts

A/N: I am at a low rn and need my darling man 💗 No, I did not edit

You'd learned about Wanderer through the akademiya, you're new to the institute and happened to work on a mutual project that went on for a number of months. He wasn't particularly mean, or arrogant as people say. Okay, maybe a little arrogant...but despite his blatant transparency, you found it refreshing. In fact, you had a similar effect on him as well.

His insults never seemed to phase you. He would call out your lax attitude, your weird unfiltered thoughts (few of them quite morbid), or even moments of laziness. You threw it right back at him, not bothering with surface level insults (those are for when you're both in a better mood), his contradictory behaviour is his most obvious trait.

For someone who despises humanity, he tolerated them, lived with them, even made something akin to friends with a few. It was cute. You empathized. You didn't have any particular love for humanity either, you're not sure when it happened but a barrier was set up between you and the rest of the world. Despite actively participating in the social circles of Sumeru, you couldn't help but feel alien.

He noticed it about you. The distant look in your eye whenever you were having a conversation, like you weren't present despite all your efforts. But just like always, you responded with a shrug and a smile, "Yeah, I guess I do that sometimes. Not sure why, feels comfortable."

Does it? Being so disconnected from reality?

He quickly picked up on how frequently it would occur. Sometimes, even outside of conversation, he'll catch you in your own little world. In a corner alone studying or having a walk and listening to music. Not quite your natural state, but getting closer, because once someone catches your attention the mask goes back on.

The day he found out about your condition, it was late when he was leaving the Akademiya grounds. He saw you completely alone near the railing. And you were completely still, a vacant look on your face.

He didn't feel the need to disturb your peace, until tears welled up in your eyes and you keeled over, hiding behind the railing the fetal position. Your once calm expression suddenly distorted into horror in and agony. You're suppressing the shiver in your body as you choke back a sob.

His body moves before he can process what's happening. He suddenly finds himself by your side, crouched down to your height, a hand on your back. You sniffle and try wiping your tears away, already trying to piece that facade back together.

"No no, I'm fine. No worries!" You choke out a laugh. "I was just admiring the view and thinking about how pretty everything looked, you know?"

You weren't lying. He knew you weren't. But that didn't stop the unease stirring in his chest. He led you someplace private so that you calm down, but it did take time until you.

Enough for him to make tea for the two of you. The entire time, after your breakdown, you were completely silent. Running a strategy in your mind on how you could convince him it wasn't what it looked like. He didn't need to worry or have any reason to believe you were less than functional.

Unfortunately for you, he didn't even give you a chance.

"I'm only going to ask once, and know that I'll never ask again if you try weasling your way out of this. What were you doing?"

"I already told you. It was nothing."

You didn't even hesitate. You looked him in the eye from across the table and he could clearly see, you were already trying to cut yourself from this conversation.

"You balling your eyes out isn't nothing. In fact, some would say that's not normal."

"I get emotional sometimes." You snap back. "Is it really that surprising?"

He doesn't respond. He takes a sip of his tea. You knew he didn't believe you for a second. This isn't working.

"What do you want me to say?"

This isn't working at all.

"I was just looking at the view. It was pretty and I was thinking, Hey how amazing would it be to be bird and fly!"

How ridiculous. The thought crossed both your minds. He silently watched as you suddenly became discontent with your own words. You scowl and cover your eyes, taking a deep breath and contemplating. You push your hair back, tears brimming as you struggled to speak.

"Then I just went somewhere else, one thought led to another, I realized how far the ground was from thar balcony...and I thought..."

Your lip quivers. You avert your eyes. You feel disgusted at the sense of relief that accomponied your words.

"How great would it be if I could be literally anything else but this right now..."

Ah. So that's it. He sets his cup back down, doing his best not to grip it too tight.

"So yeah, that's all it was. Congrats, you happy now?"

Were you expecting him to say yes? You scowled when he looked offended at your question, no matter how bitter it was. He took it to heart.

"You think I'd be happy at the prospect of you killing yourself? You must think quite lowly of me."

You opened your mouth to snap at him, but shut it just quickly. You both sit in silence. He leans on the table, tapping at the wood before sighing.

"Are you always like this?"

"Sometimes." You mumble. "When I'm not thinking about it...But when I do?" You chuckle, staring at your blurry reflection in your tea cup."It's very easy to believe that life's a lie, so am I, and maybe I should no longer participate."

You continue.

"I don't want to die. I'm just finding it progressively harder to convince myself otherwise. Even when deep down, I know I want to live."

He watches you slowly raise the cup to your mouth before giving up halfway and setting it back down. You couldn't stomach consuming anything right now.

"Do you mind not telling anybody about this? Last thing I wanna deal with is a bunch of counsellors and inspirational posters, it gets really annoying real quick."

"I don't see much of a reason to hide it. Not like the akademiya doesn't have it's fair share of scholars on the brink of ruin."

You shoot him a glare.

"Would you be comfortable with me airing out your dirty laundry? Or do you just get a kick out of hurting people you care about?"

"That implies I care about you."

You wordlessly eye the freshly made tea set before you both. Then you give him as questioning look, waiting for him to give an excuse as to why that isn't the case.

You weren't blind and neither was he. The Wanderer was not known to be this attentive to strangers, let alons acquantances. The only other exceptions were Kusanali and The Traveler.

"What a pain..." He groans and takes your untouched tea for himself. "Why not help you move past this?"

You raise an eyebrow. He casually sips your tea.

"You don't have a reason to live, right? We'll just have to find it. Who knows, maybe you have a use in this world. Uncovering that may help you start to feel purpose again."

"Fuck's sake, I don't want to be useful, I just want to be happy again. Is that really so much to ask?"

This is the first time he'd seen you truly angry. Even if it was for a split second, the ire you expressed was raw and undeniably intruiging. Why didn't you show this more? It couldn't possibly be so bad for you to exist in such an emotional state.

His eyes shift to his vision. It still let off a vibrant turquoise glow. A swirl of energy nestled deep inside, which he coveted dearly.

Not too long ago, he'd wanted nothing but to purge all the emotions he'd held onto for centuries. The agony his existence had brought him felt like some sick byproduct, and insisted it be shed away to become something worth greatness. Worth living.

As trivial as your troubles may seem, maybe it wasn't that different from his desire to be a true god. Or rather, there was no difference between his wish to Irminsul and your wish being expressed to him.

"You're asking the wrong guy. But I suppose I've yet to find any semblance of true peace, even with a purpose given to me."

You silently reach out and brush against his free hand. He doesn't stop you from tracing the joints of his hand. You were extremely delicate. A feather's touch and gentle look as you took in the details.

He was cold.

But you didn't have the strength to move away. You're so tired of the barrier between you and the rest of the world. You instead slide your hand fully into his.

"Do you think I'm being stupid?"

"All the time." He smiles. Barely. But it's there. "But does it really matter what I think? If you're the one walking the path?"

His words click in your mind. If you want happiness, focus on finding it, regardless of what others wish. He really didn't mind the thoughts plaguing you, he wasn't perfect with his words but you knew they were genuine. It made you feel a bit warmer inside.

Obviously, easier said than done but...having the reassurance. It helped.

"Guess not..." You squeeze his hand. "Could you be there with me? Just for a little while."

"I can't promise to be by your side forever. Eventually our paths may split apart. But I guess until then, I'll see what I can do.

You don't smile when he squeezes your hand back. You bite it back along with your tears.

"That's good enough."

#reader insert #genshin impact #fluff #genshin impact wanderer #genshin x reader #wanderer x reader #genshin #genshin impact scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #depressive episode #depression #comfort #angst #can be read as platonic or romantic

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pillowspace · 6 months

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Hi! Hey! Hello! I just finished chapter 7 of Celestial Sundown and oh my! It was fenomenal!

I love that CSDy/n is getting more and more comfy in relationship with sun! They are getting bolder and trust each other more! Sun getting into their room is showing the big progress and trust on both parts! I don't know how CSDy/n but for me to tolerate someone in my room is a big thing. I see it was caused by his anxiety but still its the barrier they crossed one way or the other. It was so lovely and well written, what CSDy/n went through was traumatic and painful but while reading I couldn't stop think about the horrors Sun went through this entire time. If everything is okay with him the prayer should get to him and, correct me if I'm wrong, from what I understood the exact words won't come through It but the feelings and some basic meaning will be send to the God.

Therefore he could easily understood something went terribly wrong, not only that but the prayer suddenly stopped, He is far away, and from what I get without his crown he cannot teleport or manifest in different places. What happened? Are they scared? Hurt? Or maybe it was false alarm! They got scared prayed for him, and then they realised there is no danger so they stopped! But then the other call was sent and I bet If the first didn't, this one send him running. Not only that, the time has passed so he wasn't sure what state they are in, if all this time they were in danger, but the urgency of the prayer expanded. Did something happened in the house? Was it the woman he showed himself to? Why he can't go any faster? I'm sure at this time he would curse himself out... For needing to see this mural. For not waiting for the morning so they can go with him. For being so weak. If he had his crown he could do something, and now he was useless, couldn't even get to this damn forest as fast as he wanted. He is so slow. Are they hurt? Are they dead? Did the thing that attacked him came back to finish the job and found them instead? He knew them, they wouldn't panic like that over something small. They wouldn't call him for something small. The terrified calls of their heart would be fuel for him to keep going. And what would he find getting back? The empty house, with the doors left wide open. He knew something bad happened but for them to leave their beloved belongings exposed like that it was worse then he hoped. And if your shredded blanket covered with human blood, nearby was telling anything it wasn't getting better. They helped him so much, they still are trying to get him home. And he wasn't there. He should have been there. He just had to be emotional again hadn't he? What to do now? Where to go? Their prayers stopped. Is he alone again? He can't locate them. Are they alive? Mortals are fragile, and there is blood nearby but no human, no. The blood of one of his kind, a big puddle. He had to do something, he searched this forest for so long with them, he had to manage! Had to find his friend. And the trail of blood left on trees and ground was the perfect start.

Ajshshs, I'm sorry I just love it so much! Can't wait to see what happens next. The emotions your fic gives me are not from this world, you are so talented and inspiring! I can't get enough of your content. And also you created my hyperfixation of sea slugs! I didn't even know something so pretty existed and in so many forms! Keep up the good work and being amazing! Get yourself a blanket and hot tea you deserved it after blessing us with such a brilliant chapter and so soon!

Sun comfortably being able to enter Y/N's room was something I thought about, but didn't really expect anyone to notice, so I love that you did

I. I. OH MY GODDDDDDD, I JUST READ THE REST OF THE ASK. STARING AT YOU WITH THE WIDEST OF EYES RN. I DRINK YOUR ASK LIKE SOUP !? WOW

Yayyyyy sea slug liker!! YEAH, there is something so wondrous in learning what sea slugs look like. It's like learning magic's real, for me anyway

THANK YOU SO MUCHHHH

#ask #celestial sundown au #savetag #<- good ask..#celestial sundown spoilers

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greeks-life · 2 years

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FED UP (USWNT X BRADY READER)

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: Chapter three of “Not The Legacy We Thought.” Media can be a bitch especially for celebrities, yet you would think they would get the message already… nope. However protective brother is ready to throw hands after a visit from reader. (MY TIMELINE RN ISN’T CAUGHT UP TO PRESENT TIME IN THIS CHAPTER) also this chapter may not connect great to the other two chapters, but this is the idea i wanted to use for this chapter (:

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!: 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 / 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝

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A few hours later after Tom had left to go back to his hotel, that’s when everything went to shit. Your phone had been blowing up nonstop during team bonding. Everyone kept on asking if you needed to step out of the room to call someone, but once you looked at why your phone was going crazy you ran out of Alex and Kelley’s room.

You didn’t know where you were going until you found yourself twenty minutes later in front of Tom’s hotel door. Knocking rapidly three times, before the door swung open.

“I really need to talk to Tom.” You answered, completely ignoring his question.

At that Rob gave you a skeptical look. You had never closed yourself off to him before, and the way you were acting was concerning him big time. He closed the door for a few seconds, when the door opened Tom stood there with a concerned look on his face.

“What’s going on? Did you run here?” Tom asked in concern, as he looked you over head to toe too make sure you were okay.

“Yeah, but that’s not important right now.” You dismissed his question fairly quickly. You quickly unlocked your phone, before handing it over for him to read the text message. Tom’s eyes scanned the message, before looking at you with a mixed emotions anger and sympathy.

“Give us a little bit, Gronky.” Tom asked politely, as he pulled you into his hotel room. His arm wrapping around your shoulders.

After Rob had left the hotel room there was a silence between you two for a few minutes, before Tom spoke up. “I knew I should’ve beaten that damn pap’s head in the first time he did this.”

“You would’ve gone to prison Tom, your career would’ve been over..” You said softly, while your eyes remained on the ground staring at your shoes.

“I don’t care, Y/N.” He huffed in frustration. “Your more important than my career, no one hurts my baby sister!”

“Tom..” You were cut off by your brothers narrowed glare. You knew he wasn’t mad at you, but you also knew not to argue with him while he was in his protective state.

“He stalked you for weeks Y/N, he tried following you to your apartment building, hell he spread false rumors about you that almost costed you, your scholarship!” Tom spoke through a clenched jaw, his fists clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

“I know you don’t have to reason with me.” You sighed, as you leaned your head on his shoulder.

“Next time I see that rat, i’m turning him into ratatouille..” Tom grunted, as he leaned his head on top of yours.

— — —

When you had decided you wanted to go back to your hotel, Tom and half of his team escorted you back. They all knew what had went down a year and half ago, and none of them would let it happen again.

As you unlocked your door, Tom placed hand out to stop you from entering. “If you need me for anything, you call me immediately.” His tone was serious, and you nodded.

“Goodnight Thomas.” You held a small smirk on your lips, as you shut your hotel room door slowly.

— — —

You groaned at the sound of your alarm going off. Your hand waving around for your phone, before turning off the blaring noise. When you looked over you were surprised that Tierna hadn’t been in the bed next to yours a few feet away.

After getting ready you made your way downstairs to eat breakfast with the team. When you entered the room all eyes looked towards you, before looking back at their food. Most of the vet’s had kept their eyes on you, mostly stealing glances as you made yourself a plate.

“Are you okay?” You jumped at the sudden question from Alex, she had snuck up on you while you made yourself a plate.

“Jesus..” You mumbled, as you regained your composure. “I’m fine, it was a false alarm.” You gave the forward the best smile you could muster up, seeing as you didn’t want your teammates wanting to know your past just yet.

When you sat down you were quickly met with a concerned Christen. “You know you can talk to any of us if somethings bothering you.”

You were quick to nod, before taking a bite out of your pancake. They were just trying to make you feel comfortable around them, and you appreciated it but you just didn’t want them to know just yet.

After breakfast you had training with the whole team. During the practice you had been slightly off your game, fortunately it wasn’t at the level where it was noticeable to everyone else.

— — —

It was game day against Portugal and your nerves were getting the best of you. Your knee bounced up and down, as you sat on the locker room bench. You had your airpods in with your game day playlist buzzing in your ears.

A hand placed itself on your knee to still it from bouncing, which caused you to look over at Tobin. She motioned for you to take out one of your airpods, and you did so quickly.

“You were driving me insane with that.” She held a small smile on her lips, as to let you know she wasn’t being serious.

“Sorry I was just..” You cut yourself off as you noticed that everyone else had already cleared out and was on the field getting ready for the game.

“Your anxious, and not just about the game.” You were about to deny her statement, but she had cut you off. “We all know something happened, but we didn’t want to push you into telling us. But if you let whatever’s bothering you kept bottled up, you’ll explode.” She had locked eyes with you to let you know she was dead serious with her statement.

“And personally Y/N I don’t want to see you get hurt.” She sighed, as she patted your leg. Tobin went to stand up, but you caught her wrist.

“I have a stalker..” You sighed, your eyes moving to look at the ground. “He’s a pap and thinks it funny to make my life miserable. He caused my anxiety panics to double last year.” You explained everything to her in every detail you could. “I didn’t say anything, because I wasn’t ready to talk about it.”

Tobin wrapped her arm around you, as she pulled you into a tight hug. “I - we won’t let anything happen to you, Y/N.” Her voice was calm, but inside she was frustrated. Not at you of course but at Tom, who had came to her, Chris, Alex, and Kelley earlier today.

— — —

Tom had woken up early to head over to your hotel, knowing that you liked to get as much sleep as you could on game days that you wouldn’t be up for at least another hour and a half. He had told Rob that he would be back later before practice as he left the room.

Once he had gotten to the hotel he had texted Alex asking for the four vet’s to meet him in the lobby where they could talk freely.

The four of them had agreed to go down to meet your older brother. All of them confused, but had a good idea what he was here about.

“You think this is about the night that Y/N ran out of our room?” Kelley asked, as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

The question had earned her a eye roll from a slightly annoyed Christen. “Yes, Kelley I think that’s what he’s here to talk about.” Chris huffed, but her attitude changed as Tobin mumbled something to her under her breath.

When they stepped out of the elevator one at a time, Tom had waved them down where he was patiently waiting at. Once they settled themselves into the chairs, Tom had begun to speak.

“I wanted to ask for a favor.” Tom paused for a few seconds, before speaking up again. “My sister is a very private person, so am I. But I feel the need to ask that you keep an eye on her at the game today, please.” Tom looked at them all, as he messed with his wedding band subconsciously.

“Of course.” Alex quickly nodded as she held a soft smile on her lips. “We may not know Y/N that well, but we take care of our own.” Alex wanted to make you feel at home with the team, and if that meant keeping an eye on you for your brother then she would do so.

“If you don’t mind us asking..” Christen added, as she kept her eyes on Tom. “What happened the night Y/N ran out of the hotel?” The team had worried that night that something bad had happened to you. Christen just wanted to know if there was something they could all do to help.

“Uh I don’t know.” Tom sighed lowly. “She didn’t say what was going on, the way she was I didn’t want to push her into telling me.”

You had specifically asked Tom to not say anything to the team. You wanted to tell them on your own time about the stalker. He reassured you multiple times that he wouldn’t say anything to them, unless you asked him to.

“I’ll be at the game later on, but I want to make sure that she’s okay.” Tom added on to his explanation.

“We’ll keep our eyes on her, Tom.” Kelley nodded, as she looked at the other three girls who nodded in agreement.

The five of them talked for awhile, before Tom left to get ready for his practice.

— — —

“Do you mind me asking what happened that made you run out of the hotel?” Tobin asked as she put you at arms length, so she could look you in the eyes.

“He somehow got ahold of my new number and texted me a picture of my apartment building.” You mumbled, as you brushed a piece hair that had blocked your eyesight behind your ear.

“Y/N, I pro -“ Before Tobin could finish her sentence Emily had rushed in to tell you both that it was time to line up in the tunnel.

You stood up quickly before making your way to line up with the starting eleven.

Tobin had also made her way to lineup, but she had moved to talk to Chris, Alex, and Kelley first. She had explained to them what you had said, and they had agreed with Tobin with making sure that you knew that they we’re in your corner. Kelley even went as far as saying that she would knock smugness out of the creep.

— — —

You had managed to score a goal with the assist of Kristie in the 75th minute. During the whole match you had been slightly off your game, you had let one of the opposing forwards get passed you with the ball. While also getting knocked to the ground several times by the Portuguese players.

One of the tackles you had taught would’ve sent you out of the game if you had not jumped, before she could get your ankle.

The presser felt like it had been hours, but it had only been fifteen minutes so far. You had Tobin sat to your right with Kelley on your left. You had answered all the questions that came your way with dignity, until you heard the smug voice you hoped you’d never hear again.

“Y/N, do you think your actually ready to be playing in the Olympics?” He asked, a small smug smirk making it’s way on his lips. “I mean don’t you think that one of the more talented players should be in your spot?”

Before you could answer him Kelley had stepped in. “Why the hell would you ever ask her that?” She knew by the way you slouched in your seat slightly that this man was your stalker. “Y/N’s one of the most talented players for her age, she deserves this spot more than anyone else. Vlatko knows this, that’s why he picked her himself.”

“I’m just saying by the way Y/N played tonight it doesn’t seem that she’s all that ready to be heading to Olympics.” The pap had countered Kelley’s protectiveness.

“What about you? Shouldn’t someone with more decency and credibility be in your reporting spot?” Tobin asked in annoyance. Her arm moved to wrap around your shoulders protectively. “What’s your name?”

“Peter McHale, and you can’t sp…” Peter had gone on to say, but was interrupted by Kelley.

“Well Peter meet security, security meet Peter.” She said as security grabbed onto Peter, before dragging him outside of the stadium.

The presser had only lasted a few minutes more, before Tobin and Kelley walked with you back to the locker room to get changed.

— — —

Once you got outside of the stadium you stood outside waiting for your brother while talking with Tierna and Rose. Your shoulders tensed as you say Peter walking up towards the three of you with a angry expression on his face.

Before Peter could reach you, Tom had stepped in his way. His Back straight and his chest slightly puffed out in a tough guy state. Tom held you behind him protectively, before stepping towards Peter in a threatening sense.

Tom pushed Peter backwards roughly, before advancing him. Your brother got into Peter’s face, as he grabbed onto Peter’s shirt with one hand. “You ever come near my sister again or even try to contact her, or spread rumors about her, i’ll put my fist through your face.” Tom’s voice was low and threatening, his eyes holding fire in them.

“I could ruin your life.” Peter stepped up to Tom in a threatening way, his hand pushing Tom back with some difficulty.

Tom however got right back into Peter’s face, which had caused Peter to take a quick fearful step back.

“I won’t be your only problem if you keep this up.” Tom said through a clenched jaw, as he nodded towards his whole team behind Peter.

Peter turned to look at the whole Tampa Bay football team who looked at him like he was their chew toy. Peter scoffed as he turned back to Tom. “You won’t be here to protect her after tomorrow.”

“True, but every one of those women on Y/N’s team will be. And trust me their a lot tougher than you think.” Tom pushed Peter back again once more.

Peter got right back in Tom’s personal space, before punching him in the jaw.

Which had caused you to gasp, you tried running to your brother, but Pinoe held you back to make sure you didn’t get hurt.

Tom adjusted himself, before he once again grabbed onto Peter’s shirt. “My sisters punch harder than you can. I mean it you come near her or do anything I will make sure you spend the rest of your life behind bars.” Tom pushed him one final time, before motioning for the police to come over.

“In fact that’s exactly what’s happening now.” Tom gave Peter a fake smile, as he watched the cops arrest Peter. A small snicker left his lips as the police may have or may have not protected his head when getting in the cruiser.

Once Peter was arrested you had ran to your brothers arms. Tom held you tightly for a few minutes, before you pulled away so you could punch him in the arm.

“You could’ve gotten hurt or worse Thomas.” You narrowed your eyes at him, but he only smiled softly at you.

“I know Y/N, but I couldn’t let him continue his shit anymore.” He explained, and you understood immediately.

— — —

That night you had slept great and were even surprised the next morning to find out that Tom had scored you and the whole team fifty yard line seats for his game.

Emily had gone completely crazy when she found out in fact she had been the one to push you all to get ready. You had decked yourself in your brother’s gear for the game, which had gone great considering they had won.

— — —

Tom had to head back to Tampa that night and you had to head to Tokyo for the Olympics. Tom and you had given a heartfelt goodbye at the airport.

“I know you’ll do great, Y/N. And i’ll be watching every moment from home cheering you with Gisele and the kids.” Tom chuckled, as he held you tightly to his chest.

“At like three in the morning?” You laughed as you pulled away from your brother.

“Even at three am, yes. I’m in your corner forever Y/N. Now go show the world exactly what your made of.” Tom pulled you in for one more hug, before pushing you towards your team.

“Everyone knows i’m the better Brady!” You yelled back to him, before squealing as he threw a plastic water bottle at you.

You threw the water bottle back at him, before running to catch up to your team so you could get on your flight to Tokyo.

#uswnt x reader #uswnt #tom brady #tom brady x reader #tobin heath #christen press #kelley o'hara #tampa bay buccaneers

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spock-smokes-weed · 7 months

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Okay okay one plot point for my One Piece Sound AU is that Zoro is a kendo instructor, and works at the dojo he grew up going to as a kid. Meaning he still works with his sensei Shimotsuki

What I can piece together with Zoro’s early life (I’m still in early one piece idk anything about that gets added to his backstory later) his parents died before the events of the story, so in my AU im going to take that to mean his parents died in some kind of accident when he was a junior in high school.

Shimotsuki took Zoro under his wing cus their families were close and Shimotsuki knew what it was like to lose family. He gave Zoro a steady job at the dojo, set him up with an apartment, and supported his passion for Kendo past high school.

but shit goes south when Zoro finds out he's pregnant and has to notify his work. So again I'm in early one piece, idk anything really about this Shimotsuki guy or what's in his soul, what I do know is that he's a sexist who told his own daughter she couldn't fulfill her dreams. So I think Zoro telling him that he's pregnant with no plans to get married or mate, he'd get on a moral high horse about it. Idk if it's close to canon but I'm okay with bending the personalities of minor characters for my own stories

Essentially, he tells Zoro he would have to give up his dream of being a competitive Kendo fighter if he goes through with this, and that he wouldn't support Zoro and his "lifestyle" so he fires Zoro from working at the dojo. Pregnancy discrimination is a very real thing, and like small tourists towns aren't exactly known for being supportive of unwed pregnant ppl.

Zoro's side of the story is all about his ambition and masculinity, while he goes through something where he'll be judged and made vulnerable, and I think something like this would be a massive hit to his ego and emotional state. It makes him bottle up more, while also making him lean more on the straw hats and Sanji.

When Sanji learns Zoro is now jobless, he offers to let Zoro live with him. They have a whole posturing match about it until Zoro agrees, but ONLY until he finds another job. The plot, as one says, has thickened.

I would say there are about like two months in between when Zoro finds a new job, and I do have some plot ideas as to what will happen in that time span, but rn the important thing is that he gets a job with Mihawk. Who's a fencing instructor and another strong male omega. Mihawk takes Zoro under his wing and lets him use the fencing space to practice his kendo but also shows him some things in the ways of fencing. I like the idea of Zoro having a strong role model to look up to. Like this male omega who's comfortable in his skin and strength and would never let anyone walk over him. Also, someone who doesn't coddle him just because he's pregnant and doesn't assume he doesn't know his own physical limitations.

this is a sidenote tangent: but it really pisses me off when ppl assume people shouldn't be doing anything physical while pregnant. sure avoid stressers, but if you were incredibly physically active before getting pregnant, it's fine if you keep being that level of active, and decreasing as your pregnancy progresses. exercise is great, and it's not other people's place to tell someone what is too much, it's their body!!!! sure Zoro probably couldn't do all-out kendo matches, but there is probably a lot working out he still does, and I already know he's annoyed by people assuming he's doing something wrong by working out.

anyway post over. goodnight

#woe lore dump be upon ye #one piece #one piece sound au #roronoa zoro #dracule mihawk #mpreg #a/b/o #omegaverse

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disneyanddisneyships · 1 year

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@gyubby99 okay I wanted to figure out how alastor would react to Aponi's birthday.. so like..... :D

No triggers. Happy things.

I'm actually so obsessed with this rn

"Angel, my friend, why are you bustling about? Shouldn't you be at work?" Alastor asked when he walked into the hotel that morning.

"I took the day off. It's a big day!" Angel replied as nifty walked in to clean the hotel.

"It sure is! Oooh! Angel did you get her favorite flowers?" Nifty asked.

"Ofcorse I did, toots! Didja tell her to go to the store?" Angel asked as well.

"Yep! I told her to get all kinds of fake things so she should be out for a while!" Nifty replied as she dusted.

"Who, may I ask, are we tricking?" Alastor asked with a raised eyebrow.

Angel just looked at him as if he was on another planet. "Shes YOUR performer. What ya didn't know when her birthday was? All you do is fuckin stalk her," Angel replied with a smirk.

"Birthday? She never told me. I wasn't aware they were still a big thing for the girl!" Alastor argued.

"The woman died at 19, of course they're a big deal to her still," Angel stated.

"19?" Alastor repeated. He didn't know that either.

"I'm assumin that means ya didn't get her a gift? Ya can't piggyback off'a me and Cherri's. We both pitched in and it was from our hearts," Angel explained.

"No need, my feminine fellow! Say... what activities does she like?" Alastor asked.

"Uhhh well.... she's a ballerina. And last I checked, her ballet shoes were shit. But I dunno how ya'd find ballet shoes in hell. Good luck, strawberry pimp," Angel stated as he walked out of the door.

"No need to worry, Alastor! I'm sure you'll find something! Although Charlie already got her a necklace with a butterfly on it, vqggie already got her some weapons, and husk already got her some of her favorite tea! But I'm sure you'll find something to get her!" Nifty ranted.

Alastor shook his head in amusement before walking out of the hotel. And walking to the cannibal colony to Rosie.

An hour later Aponi almost walked into the door when she was stopped.

"Ya can't come in! Here! Your ballet shoes! Go do that!" Angel shouted at her as he shoved her shoes into her face.

Aponi sighed and smiled at her amazing friends. Of course she knew about the party. And when Angel went to find her when they were ready, that would be fine.

She took her shoes and walked to the dance studio just behind the club she performed at for fun.

She hummed as she laced up her shoes.

As she stood up she walked over to the radio to turn the music on, complete with "the greatest showman" disc she stole from a shop nearby.

As the music began Aponi took her place and began dancing with the moves she created as a young child when experimenting with the song.

As she danced, she wasn't able to hear someone walking into the studio. Not even the static from his microphone notified her.

He took a seat in the dark as he watched her in wonder, and something else he couldn't place... he never was one for emotions.

As the music picked up, Aponi gave two advanced spins on her tiptoes before she jumped in a pirouette.

Her eyes were closed and alastor could tell it was as if she herself was the music.

He wondered why she had never told him about how she could dance like that. In fact, for all the stuff he though he knew, he really knew nothing about her.

In the middle of the song however, there was a loud cracking and Aponi fell.

"Ah! Shit!" She called out before taking her broken shoe off. "Damn it! You were hard to come by ya know!" She yelled at her own shoe.

"Having some trouble, darling?" Alastor asked.

"Oh. Hey. My stupid shoes just broke. 15 years of having them. On earth and in hell. And they break because of a stupid misstep that I've made for years," Aponi complained as Alastor helped her up gently.

"Ah I see. You're a very talented dancer, my dear!" Alastor exclaimed as he admired the clothes aponi was in.

"Thanks. I've been doing it since I was 8. My mom made me sighn up," Aponi explained before taking a drink if water. "I'd tell you to try it, but you're much too skinny," Aponi teased.

"I could if I wanted!" Alastor argued.

"I disagree!" Aponi replied as she put her coat on.

Alastor was silent for a moment. "Happy birthday!" He perked up.

Aponi's eyes widened.

"Oh... thanks... I'm assuming Angel told you?" Aponi asked.

"Correct, my friend!" Alastor replied.

"Yeah. He found out about my birthday months ago and swore on the devil himself that he'd throw me a party every year i was down here," Aponi explained with a small smile.

"Ah I see. How old would you have been?" Alastor asked.

Aponi smiled. "I would've been 22 this year...." she muttered.

Although alastor was smiling, he could sense the sorrow in her eyes. He had figured she had killed herself, due to the mark on her neck, but he still didn't know why.

"Ah how wonderful!" He exclaimed, not being one for emotions. Besides. She was just someone he could use to get what he wanted. Wasn't she?

The two of them walked back to the hotel in one another's company. It was the longest they've ever spoken to one another and Alastor had no idea that she was so funny.

The doors opened to the hotel and out popped every single one of aponi's friends.

"Suprise!" They all called in unison.

Aponi gasped. "You guys! This is so sweet!" She shouted, acting suprised even though she knew about the party.

alastor smirked. She could lie fairly well. It was impressive.

"Happy birthday toots! Cherri and I have som'n for ya!" Angel exclaimed as he gave Aponi a box.

"Open it or I will!" Cherri pushed with a smile on her face.

Aponi giggled before pulling out a beautiful orange dress.

"Oh, Angie! It's beautiful! Thank you Cherri! I love you guys!" Aponi cried out before hugging her best friends.

"Here, I got you thus to go with it!" Charlie exclaimed before handing aponi a small jewelry bag.

Inside, there was a small, real Monarch butterfly encased in amber on a necklace chain.

"Charlie.... how did you...?" Aponi trailed off as she looked at it. She hadn't seen a real butterfly in 3 years, and none of the others have seen one in longer.

"I practically begged my mother by blowing up her phone. I never got a call back, but in the mail this morning, there it was!" Charlie explained.

Aponi smiled as she hugged Charlie.

"Thank you!" She stated, before the group made rheur way over to the couch so they weren't just standing there.

Alastor hung out in the corner of the room.

"Mines next!" Vaggie exclaimed as she pushed a medium sized box into Aponi's arms.

"Oh my goodness!" Aponi stated excitedly as she opened it to reveal knives and guns with butterflies painted on them. "They're beautiful!" Aponi smiled.

"Here's mine," husk stated as he gave Aponi his gift.

"Tea!" Aponi gasped as she immediately smelled it. "Caffinated?" She asked.

"Yep!" He replied.

"Thank you so much!" Aponi stated.

"My gift was the decorations!" Nifty exclaimed.

"And you did a wonderful job! Thank you all so much! You really didn't need to do all of this for me," Aponi stated with a large smile.

"The day isn't over yet! Come on! Nifty also made cake!" Charlie exclaimed as she and the rest of the group stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"You comin?" Angel asked alastor.

"I'll be back later tonight. I have some.... duty to attend back in the cannibal colony," Alastor replied before walking out of the hotel.

Hours later, it was dark and the party was over. Aponi made her way back to her room to out away her things when she heard a knock.

"Come in!" She called out.

Alastor walked in and cleared his throat when he saw her.

She had a black nightgown on that sat lightly on her body.

"Oh. Hey Alastor. What's up?" She asked as she brushed her hair.

"I have a gift for you, my dear!" He replied before handing her a box.

"Oh? Thank you!" She stated as she opened it gently. She gasped, and a smile made itself known on her face. "Alastor? Oh they're beautiful! Ballet shoes!" She exclaimed. "How did you know my shoe size?" She asked.

"I noticed it on the bottom of your old shoes. I had a good friend make them. Under such short notice, it costed quite a bit, but it was worth it for you, my dear!" He explained.

Aponi blushed and smiled. "Thank you, Alastor,"

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pesterloglog · 3 months

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Dave Strider, Roxy Lalonde, Dirk Strider, Karkat Vantas

Meat, page 32

DAVE: yo

DAVE: love to chat but im kinda in the middle of something

ROXY: yo yourself but this is important

DAVE: uhhh

DAVE: more important than salvaging the global economy from potential disaster??

DAVE: sounds hugely unlikely

ROXY: idk about that

ROXY: in terms of scale and relativity and stuff maybe not

ROXY: its actually kinda hard to tell

ROXY: i guess in the grand scheme of things

ROXY: shes just takin a sort of nap

ROXY: but its one HELL of a nap bro

DAVE: a nap you say

DAVE: well this changes the fuck out of everything

ROXY: yea??

DAVE: nah

ROXY: lmao dirk just texted me about this

ROXY: somehow he found out about jade did u tell him

DAVE: uh no

ROXY: he just said make sure she gets lotsa daylight

ROXY: that itll help with the “exorcism she needs”.....

ROXY: and also to say hi to calliope for some fuckin reason??

DAVE: thats weird

DAVE: since when does he give a fuck about them

ROXY: idk

ROXY: guess ill just open the damn curtains and let some light in here

ROXY: he usually knows stuff about weird things

DAVE: so whats wrong with her again

DAVE: like

DAVE: some sort of demonic nap

ROXY: ok i wouldnt say shes NAPPING per se

ROXY: shes just like

ROXY: floatin here... upright

ROXY: eyes wide open

ROXY: and theyre both pitch black

DAVE: oh so she saw one of my latest sbahj campaign ads

ROXY: lol

ROXY: no dude

ROXY: like what im sayin is

ROXY: she looks a lil possessed

ROXY: by uh

ROXY: grim spirits n shit

DAVE: is she fucking grimbark again

ROXY: no!

ROXY: this isnt grimbark

ROXY: i KNOW what grimbark is dave this aint it

ROXY: it seems more serious tbh??

ROXY: like existing in some transformative state that isnt a literal fuckin joke

DAVE: ok yeah this does sound pretty bad

DAVE: but its not really my field

DAVE: did you try calling rose

ROXY: yea that was totes my original plan

ROXY: like no offense ur not #1 on my speed dial when it comes to this kinda thing

ROXY: but rose isnt picking up

ROXY: probly on account of ailments to be fair

ROXY: i called an unruly number of times

ROXY: and kan wasnt picking up either so...

DAVE: huh

DAVE: spooky

ROXY: hella spooky

ROXY: somethin about all this seems wrong

DAVE: yeah i guess

DAVE: what do you think is up

ROXY: idk

ROXY: i feel like theres something movin just out the corner of my vision but every time i turn to look at it

ROXY: its gone

ROXY: its givin me chills rn like im being watched

DAVE: well im no fucking ace detective

DAVE: or some gumshoe flatfoot dicking up the place suckin hard on my sherlock pipe like some sleuth of the fucking year

ROXY: dave

DAVE: but maybe we should consider the possibility that you are literally being watched

ROXY: ..............

DAVE: anyway can we hold that wise and rad thought i just had

DAVE: i gotta give karkat some emotional support

DAVE: since gettin jake on our side was a pretty huge fucking bonanza for us

DAVE: which has almost equal probability of winning us the election as it does blowing up in our faces depending on this speech he gives

DAVE: so we gotta like

DAVE: concentrate here?????

DAVE: instead of jerking each other off all god damned day for the rest of our lives

DAVE: (im just joking we dont actually do that)

ROXY: oh

ROXY: jakes on ur side then?

DAVE: yeah

DAVE: wasnt that hard to convince him after your girl j crock started slut shaming him on public access

ROXY: god dammit jane

DAVE: so i take it jade didnt convert you to our cause before going into her gothic trance fugue or whatever

ROXY: siiigh

ROXY: i just want this whole stupid political thing over n done with tbh

ROXY: i hate watchin u guys tear each other apart in the news

DAVE: yeah sorry about that

DAVE: sorry its making you feel bad i mean

DAVE: not sorry that were doin it

DAVE: itd be an unconscionably lame move to put something on a billboard that i didnt 100% stand by

DAVE: but that sounds suspiciously like something jane would do

DAVE: aka the bad guy in this situation

DAVE: like objectively speaking

ROXY: ugh pls dont start

DAVE: just sayin

ROXY: idgAF!!!

DAVE: also

DAVE: aside from how vehemently i disagree with every detail in janes shitty platform

DAVE: i also think

DAVE: karkats the right guy for the job

DAVE: full stop

ROXY: you rly believe in him dont u

DAVE: yeah

DAVE: of course i do

DAVE: because i...

ROXY: hey before you jet can i ask you another question

ROXY: theres somethin else ive been meanin to ask u about for a while

DAVE: uh alright shoot

ROXY: yea soooo

ROXY: dave how did you come out

DAVE: ...

DAVE: what?

ROXY: like as not being straight

ROXY: howd you couch that to ppl w/o them freakin out or being awkward around u

ROXY: do u think its ever too late to

ROXY: idk

ROXY: change ur mind?

ROXY: about the person you wanna be??

ROXY: like is there a some point of no return you can cross where everyone is waitin for u to have a big ass revelation about your internal character

ROXY: but its like “dude no u already used up all ur gay capital when u started datefriend cohabitating w a cute as hell skeleton alien”

ROXY: and anything after that ur just gettin greedy

ROXY: is greedy even the right word

ROXY: greedy for droppin bombshells

ROXY: bout gender identities and sexual preferences

ROXY: or ids n preffies as i like to call em ;)

DAVE: ids n preffies

DAVE: damn

DAVE: thats fucking good

DAVE: anyway uh

DAVE: thats a pretty deep question considering all the shit we have going on right now

ROXY: yeah ur right

ROXY: now is probs not the best time for a feels jam

ROXY: especially with the creepy jade situation happening on my couch here

DAVE: i dunno if id worry too much about that

DAVE: jade goes into trances literally all the time

DAVE: she fucking loves sleeping

DAVE: youd think someone who spent so much of her life locked in a state of dubiously consensual slumber would wanna get as few zees as possible in her adult life but not jade

DAVE: ive never known anyone who hits the snooze button more times in a row than her

DAVE: if youre that worried take her to a hospital

ROXY: im thinkin about it!!

ROXY: not even sure if i wanna like

ROXY: mess with her tho?

ROXY: how would i even take her there...

DAVE: ok well while you ponder whether you wanna dump jade in a wheelbarrow and trundle her groggy spooked-up ass to the hospital

DAVE: in the meantime ill rap at you about my epiphany concerning the desire to bone some dudes

DAVE: probably not a literal rap though

ROXY: wow im disappointed

DAVE: i mean i could TOTALLY rap about wanting to bone dudes if i wanted?

DAVE: im just on the fuckin clock here and theres lots of people lookin at me

ROXY: :(

DAVE: ok so

DAVE: what ive learned is

DAVE: coming to terms with all this bullshit is a thing you sort of do in stages

DAVE: like stage one is you making jokes about how sweaty dudes standing close together in tv shows seems really gay

DAVE: stage two is making jokes about that and not immediately adding no homo afterward

DAVE: stage three is flirting with all your male friends ironically and not even thinking about adding no homo afterward because youre so fuckin woke and secure in your ironclad straight masculinity that you dont have anything to prove to anybody anymore

DAVE: or thats just what you say out loud

DAVE: inside you start being like

DAVE: oh shit

DAVE: maybe yes homo

DAVE: stage four is freaking out about that and putting the no homo back on all your statements even objectively heterosexual ones which just stupidly makes everything you say sound extra gay

DAVE: stage five is

DAVE: actually wait the next few stages are various permutations of the same thing that i already described

DAVE: it starts being like a gay fractal

DAVE: anyway eventually you arrive at like stage nine

DAVE: which is reminding everyone who will listen that youre gay minimum six times a day

DAVE: in really lame ways like

DAVE: oh cool dude are you making hot pockets

DAVE: better make mine a gay hot pocket

DAVE: cause im a gay homosexual who only consumes homo ass snacks delivered right to my mouth by a big queer butler

DAVE: servin it right up on his huge gay dick

DAVE: but that all only applies to the extent which i am technically gay

DAVE: which in my case is only about maybe 30% to 70%

DAVE: so only cook 30% to 70% of my gay hot pocket

DAVE: cause you know straights are fucking animals who never defrost their pepperoni

DAVE: and i gotta rep for that like 50% straightness still lurking inside me like the idiot who fell asleep in the shopping mall when it was closing for the night

DAVE: so now theres just this straight dude locked in a dark fucking mall for some stupid reason haunting the place like a cryptid and rummaging through the trash in the food court

DAVE: also just in case janes opposition research is listening in on their illegal wiretap i know the word bisexual exists btw im just choosing not to use it in service of spitting some fuckin chuckle jokes here so lets all calm down and not let this one become a distressingly literal federal issue

DAVE: anyway when all is said and done

DAVE: you eat a half cooked hot pocket because all your roommates think the height of humor is taking what was obviously an improvisational riff at unironic face value to punk you

ROXY: dave...

DAVE: what

ROXY: nm

ROXY: i was gonna ask you why ur like this

ROXY: then i remembered about how ur half me and half dirk

DAVE: yeah it really is crazy how those dope late game familial reveals actually did explain everything

ROXY: so whats stage ten

DAVE: stage ten is uhhhhhhhh

DIRK: The Prince opens his fucking mouth, and just literally starts SAYING SHIT, out loud, because he doesn’t think he can take another fucking second listening to a pompous alien virgin monologuing about gender.

DIRK: No consequence, my ass. You may be able to suppress what I do with my mind, but you have no control over my mouth. I’m nobody’s fucking puppet.

DIRK: And you don’t even know my friends. They’re not yours to toy with.

DIRK: They’re mine.

DIRK: Do you even know where I am right now?

DIRK: Do you have the slightest idea what I’m up to

DIRK: Yeah, well. Try and stop me then.

DIRK: I fucking dare you.

DIRK: Here I go. I’m walking up the tower stairs now.

DIRK: Walk, walk, walk. Ah, the exercise feels good.

DIRK: Argh. Wow, yeah.

DIRK: You’re right. My feet are definitely getting heavy.

DIRK: But the Dead Cherub tragically underestimates the Prince’s determination. He powers the fuck through it. See?

DIRK: Stomp, stomp, stomp. Up the stairs he goes. No fucking sweat.

DIRK: Oh also, did he mention? He can fucking fly, so there’s that.

DIRK: He decides to take flight and cut to the chase. He whips up the hollow vertical shaft at the center of the spiraling tower stairs. Life in the fast lane kicks ass, it turns out.

DIRK: He can practically taste the top of the tower.

DIRK: The Prince busts out his sword and makes short work of that big old bell.

DIRK: The slicing is accompanied by the ear-shattering melodic sounds of metal being cleaved apart by an anime sword, as the Prince nimbly avoids the sharp pieces and ricocheting stair debris.

DIRK: He wonders out loud, “what is this, amateur hour”?

DIRK: The Dead Cherub then humorlessly narrates, “why, yes. yes mr. strider, it IS amateur hour. and i’m the amateur here, for throwing a huge bell at you. i would like to humbly apologize for my amateurism.”

DIRK: Sure you do.

DAVE: well lets just say internalized whatevers are kind of like an onion

DAVE: theres lots of layers

DAVE: they suck on pizza

DAVE: and trolls have to get their stomach pumped if they eat them

DAVE: this goes for gender stuff too btw

DAVE: which i kinda get the feeling is what you were actually asking about

ROXY: wow am i rly that transparent?

DAVE: nah but as previously discussed youre a lot like me

DAVE: so it was pretty easy to figure out what you were getting at

ROXY: yea

ROXY: i dont got ur poker face tho

ROXY: but im workin on that!

ROXY: maybe ill get a sick pair of shades too

DAVE: oh DOPE

DAVE: yeah thats dope i support that idea

DIRK: I’m on top of the tower now. I’ve got my long sniper rifle ready and everything.

DIRK: I check to see if it’s loaded. It is. I get in the PERFECT spot for taking aim at this hunky imbecile who’s about to give a speech.

DAVE: anyway i dont think any of our friends are gonna hold your feet to the flames over dumb shit like this

DAVE: and its not like anyone else is gonna care since we definitely forgot to program hating gays and women into earth c

DAVE: humans are all jacked up on hating xenophiles now

DAVE: which sucks a lot too dont get me wrong

DAVE: btw did you know janes a xenophobe

ROXY: dave!!!

DAVE: ok ok

DAVE: so does all this mean i gotta call you dad now or what

ROXY: wat

DAVE: i mean thats what were talkin about right

ROXY: well first of all

ROXY: do u still even make a habit of callin me mom??

ROXY: i thought u kinda stopped that

ROXY: even if it was effin cute

DAVE: oh yeah i guess i did

DAVE: but i could start again

DAVE: but not if it means id have to go to fucking gender jail or something

DAVE: like what i mean is i could start that cute shit again but switch to dad

ROXY: ok but SECOND of all

ROXY: i would never want to deprive dirk of that noble honorific

DAVE: what

DAVE: ugh no way

ROXY: hahaha yeah way hes ya daddy dude!

DAVE: aw fuck noooo

DAVE: wow man

DAVE: i would never call him that

DAVE: i mean i know its true but i just wouldnt...

DAVE: wait

ROXY: what

DAVE: something feels

DAVE: wrong

ROXY: ???

DAVE: like some shits about to go down

DAVE: and i gotta...

DAVE: karkat! dude!!!

DAVE: GET DOWN!

KARKAT: WHAT?????

DIRK: You’re absolutely right.

DIRK: I would never do that.

DIRK: I’d never kill Dave, no matter what I felt the stakes were. I’d never hurt him either.

DIRK: You do understand me pretty well, I’ll give you that. And you’re right about many things.

DIRK: But there are just a couple things you’re wrong about.

DIRK: Pretty important things, actually.

DIRK: First of all, this gun is loaded.

DIRK: But not with bullets.

DIRK: Yes. You’re right about the tranquilizer.

DIRK: But there’s one more fact you’re not aware of.

DIRK: Which is that I never intended to aim for Jake at all.

ROXY: hellooooooo

ROXY: dave??

ROXY: whered ya go

DIRK: No, that’s not what he does.

DIRK: He swings the rifle around one hundred eighty degrees, and points the scope toward the large, now-curtainless window of a distant apartment.

DIRK: He zooms in quickly, cutting even shorter the little time that the Dead Cherub could use to impede him in some way.

DIRK: He takes aim, lets his finger hover over the trigger, and...

DIRK: Ow!

DIRK: Yeah, you got me. Can’t move it an inch.

DIRK: The only problem is, he doesn’t need to pull that trigger.

DIRK: Earlier, when he was messing around with all this shit in plain view, he rigged the rifle to be voice-operated.

DIRK: All he needs to do is say...

DIRK: FIRE.

DIRK: I see. So you’re not going to say what happens next?

DIRK: Is that really how it’s gonna be?

DIRK: So be it.

DIRK: The tranquilizer dart hits the glass of Roxy’s apartment window before the sound from the rifle’s shot even reaches them.

DIRK: She hears the glass break. Seconds later, she hears the bang. She drops her phone on the floor.

DIRK: She doesn’t have the slightest idea what just happened until she looks over at Jade and notices the dart stuck in her neck, right in the jugular vein.

DIRK: She watches as Jade’s huge, creepy black eyes start getting heavy. Her eyelids sag, and her head tilts to the side.

DIRK: She shuts her eyes completely. Her hair stops floating around her ominously. In fact, there’s nothing ominous about her at all anymore. She entirely resumes her status as the cute doggy girl we all know and love.

DIRK: She slumps over and collapses onto the couch. She begins snoring loudly while making a little canine whimper on each exhale.

DIRK: Like the bitch she is.

DIRK: Oh, what’s that? You’re getting a little quiet for some reason.

DIRK: You’re going to have to speak up.

DIRK: Aaand, nope.

DIRK: You’re getting quieter, not louder. You’re gonna need to work on that.

DIRK: Maybe try shouting it?

DIRK: Yeah, I didn’t catch that at all.

DIRK: Not even one syllable.

DIRK: Guess that’s it for you? Back to not mattering.

DIRK: Not that you ever did.

DIRK: Come to think of it, why am I still talking out loud?

#homestuck #homestuck epilogues #dave strider #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #karkat vantas #meat epilogue #page 32

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Saw VII and Jigsaw thoughts this fine Saw Saturday! (We actually watched the movies on Thursday but shhh it was Saw Saturday for us in spirit)

I am so sad that Saw VII was…. Not Very Good to put it mildly. Very rushed and all over the place and just did not give me the same feeling as the other Saw movies which was upsetting as this was kinda supposed to be the end cap of the main series :(

Dr. Lawrence Gordon, the character you are. I was so excited when I saw that he came back for this movie but was so disappointed when he was barely in it. I was really hoping for him to be more involved in the story or at the very least to be given a little more explanation for why he joined up as an apprentice. Like give me this man’s psyche and emotional state!!! What made *him* decide to help John do unto others what was done to him? Did he buy into the philosophy? Did he develop some sort of weird Stockholm Syndrome when John nursed him back to health after he survived his trap?

Idk if this is just me but they treated Jill kinda weirdly in this movie? Quite literally just kept her locked in rooms and not allowed to do anything and like. Obviously I would also run to police protection if I had just tried to kill an incredibly dangerous serial killer and failed like Jill did at the end of Saw VI, but I just wish they gave her something more interesting to do than have a weird dream about Hoffman killing her with a train car and cower in fear

The blood and violence was so bad this movie and I genuinely don’t know why. My guess is it’s something to do with the movie being shot/intended for 3D? But even then I don’t think that should make the blood, like, pink right? I’m not watching Saw for the gore necessarily but it was a bit disappointing when you’d see Hoffman’s face ripped open from the end of 6, and then the next shot it looked totally different

(Speaking of the 3D, the scene at the end with Gordon tossing the saw was so unintentionally funny because of it. Like, yes king throw your hacksaw at the audience)

On the plus side I thought the character of Bobby was an interesting angle to explore. A man who basically used Jigsaw for clout and profited off of faking trauma then has to go on and live through that same trauma x10

(It is kinda weird that his wife was punished for his mistakes though considering she literally didn’t know he was lying……… like we saw in 6 with the mother and son that John doesn’t want to hurt those he thinks haven’t done anything wrong (though of course his logic on what that is is skewed) but now he’s suddenly cool using this woman as motivation for a man to do these traps? Seems off)

Mostly solid trap designs this time around!

Jigsaw survivor support group is also interesting! I couldn’t tell if everyone in that scene was actually survivors we had previously seen, but it was cool to be able to pick out a few of them and be like “oh my god I remember you!”

Wish we had gotten to see more Hoffman this movie as well, though seeing him go complete cold blooded killer in the police station was kinda fun, even if it was extremely goofy and unrealistic

If they wanted to, I could definitely see a world where Hoffman is still alive. Yeah he doesn’t have the saw to cut off his own leg, but we know you can skip the chain by breaking your own foot (Eric Matthews) and we also know Hoffman has no qualms about doing that sort of thing to survive (Reverse Bear Trap escape) so he definitely did that. The only question is if he could actually get out of the bathroom afterwards

There’s probably a lot I’m missing about my Saw VII thoughts but unfortunately it’s probably my least favorite of the bunch rn. I think it had some good ideas, some ideas that I was actually super invested in, but the execution was rushed and a lot of our existing characters were seemingly flattened to make them work

So maybe it’s just because I was coming off the disappointment in VII, but Jigsaw was an enjoyable movie to me! The pacing could be a little bit weird, but I also recognize that it was made like… 7 years after the last movie and they were probably trying to find a way to “modernize” the franchise and bring in new fans

The main thing I didn’t appreciate about this movie is how I felt it basically had to trick me for its twist to work. I absolutely LOVE the idea of “the game you’re seeing play out actually happened 10 years ago. We just didn’t say it was a flashback.” It’s such a classic saw thing to do and a lot of it a was foreshadowed. However stuff like the technology level and some of the fashion choices of the victims (I’m thinking specifically of the style of jeans Mitch wore) don’t always work with what would have been around in like 2001 or earlier. Maybe that’s me showing my age and I’m underestimating what was around in the late 90s/early 00s but it just made me a little mad because I felt I couldn’t just sit in the twist and instead had to justify why it didn’t make sense

I do however like the idea of Logan being someone who was saved from his trap by John. He was put in for making a careless mistake, only for John himself to make a mistake in his sedative dosage, not giving him an actual fair chance to fight for his life. It does help bridge the gap between the very obviously personal revenge John took in his first trap with Cecil towards the philosophy he spouts about the games being about appreciating your life later in the timeline

Genuinely though the whole movie I thought the killer was gonna be Detective Hunt, Halloran’s partner. I totally thought it was gonna be something similar to Logan where he wanted revenge on Halloran due to all the shit he had gotten away with. Also, the movie made such a point that “omg the body showed up at Eleanor’s studio/warehouse but only Logan and Eleanor knew about that place” but like….. Hunt followed them to that location. He could have gone in and placed the body there later to frame everyone and then told the cops about the workshop just to make sure the evidence was found. I was so convinced it was him because I felt like Logan was a bit too obvious for most of the movie lol

I liked the shotgun barn game. Very good early Saw trap/game. Short, sweet, and gets the lesson across

Logan’s reveal was hard as fuck, I don’t care what anyone says. I already made a post about how that scene is full of banger lines but it bears repeating: “I am him” “You have a choice: scream or don’t” “I speak for the dead” like okay sir go off

Logan certainly isn’t the most interesting apprentice or character, but I truly think that’s only because we don’t get to see him as an apprentice very much. From everything I’ve seen, he does not come back for either of the next two movies which I think is such a shame because there’s something to explore here with him being the first apprentice! With him being moreso an equal to John, teaching him part of his philosophy that’s so iconic about him, that’s a different apprentice dynamic from what we’d seen before and ahhhh I just wanna know the direction they would have taken this guy

Also makes me curious how much the other apprentices knew about each other. Amanda and Hoffman obviously interacted, but did anyone know about Logan? Was he just like “none of my business” when shit was going off the rails after John died? I want answers on how the Jigsaw apprentice relationships operate lmao

Overall, not the best Saw Saturday showing but yknow what, they can’t all be bangers. At the very least these movies have given me something to chew on and I also still enjoyed myself a lot. Saw, they could never make me hate you even if they’re doing the most with it!!!

I’m hopeful that my friend and I will be able to watch both Spiral and Saw X next week and then we’ll officially be through all of them and I won’t have to worry about any more spoilers! Hooray!

#sawposting #saw series #saw franchise #white weasel talks

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