#I deserved to be bullied since I'm like this. it all went wrong when I got the uppity idea of 'deserving better'.

[kagakuoniryu]

Alastor x reader I've written randomly to vent about a shitty situation I'm currently living

Summary : a new guest you knew from your past life arrive at the hotel, she was that one person who bullied you throigh high school, but she mooks too angelic to be guilty

Code : E/n (ennemy/name)

Tags : fem reader, etablished relationship, angst for the most part, there will maybe be a part 2, mentions of bullying, reader is TRAUMATIZED, english is not my first language, may have some inaccuracy about the show since I'm just projecting, and of course probably ooc characters

It wasn't a bad day, at least not in a place like hell, it was even quite nice, charlie was babbling about a new team bonding activity as usual, and it was nice being with your friends, until around 2 pm...when a new guest arrived...

Oh you remembered her...from high school, so pretty, so popular, she was you best friends ! You should have been overjoyed to see her down here !

Well...not exactly, because she wasn't your best friend anymore, you hardly bear to be in the same room as her, of anger, from your history and how your friendship ended...but also of fear and dread...

You were both teens back then, you and eager to have many friends ! You had your own group of friends, and she was a separate individual, spending her time with her boyfriend often, that's okay by you, you were happy for her, and when that boy left her you welcomed her with open arms ! You became best friend soon, even inseparable ! You heard her badmouth you to your friend group from time to time, but she told you it was okay, it was "to know who was fake" then, one by one, your friends ghosted you, but you had her, she was there at least, making new friends, each time you introduced her they left soon enough, you thought that maybe you were the problem and stopped trying, your best friend was there after all

Until a boy came along, love at first sight for you, he had everything ! He had so much...your best friend wanted him too...and with that, she had him, when you called her out she called you an homewrecker and a toxic friend getting in the way of her relationship, that ended badly and an argument followed, while you stayed on the down low, she texted your few friends left, and any new friends you managed to make telling them how awful you were, so you ended up closing your media althogether, moving away, and never hearing about her ever again

And there she was, she didn't really looked different from her time on her, a round face and blond hair, she didn't looked like she fitted in hell, but you you were different, your body jointed like a doll, mocking your life as the puppet of those who wanted to play you, but if not your appearance, your personnality changed, you were more confident, your boyfriend was a powerful overlord too ! No, not boyfriend, he proposed a month ago after all, he was your fiancee now, and you had friends, through thick and thin, you knew they wouldn't buy into her lie at least !

Having an hard time to breath you sucked it up, maybe she wouldn't recognize you ?

Wrong

How wrong

"Hello ! Welcome to the hazbin hotel ! Guys this is our new guest !" Charlie started with her usually cheerfulness

"Hi everyone ! My name is E/n, I barely arrived in hell ! And I figured that if I could, I would want to be redeemed ! After all everyone deserves second chances !" The girl said back

Her voice hasn't changed, neither her tone, that fake nice tone you used to hear every day, here, one again in flesh and blood, not through a phone, not through class, but..here...

Breathing harder than ever, you only went back to reality when husk called out to you

"Hey ? You seem weird, like you've seen some ghost ?" His tone nonchalant as always showed half concerns, but for him, it was a lot

"A glass, of whiskey, or vodka, whatever you got, strongest you got please"

"Wowowo...alright, that's not your type to drink, what's up...?"

"I-I...I know this girl...she...listens, I can't be in her presence sober, I knew her from where I was alive...we had...some bad conflict...she did some awful things to me, and I got bad issues after that...I said some mean things to her too, we were kids, but since then I'm scared I'll lose all my friends again !"

Husk just nodded at my whispered rant, trying to calm myself, I didn't even insisted on a glass and went straight to my own room since alastor and I didn't shared one yet, not before marriage he said

Later that day, angel vaggie and charlie passed by my room, concerned by my absence, I told them everything, how I ended up abandonning the notion of making friends when I was alive, the calls, the insults, they looked at me with compassion, charlie said she believes that she could have changed, and even if I doubted it, I wanted to believes it

Alastor arrived to spend some quality time with me, dancing on old jazz music far from my time, reading a book, basking in silence with each others

After a while, I thought I could talk about E/n with him, he was my fiancee after all ?

"Al ?" I started, unsure

"Yes my dear ?"

"You know about that new guest at the hotel ?"

"Ah yes, what a cultivated lady, quite entertaining, she was really into songs from the 1980s not my style at all, we had a long discussion about music genres, she's actually quite against modern technology and that picture show"

"Oh...so...you like her company ?"

"She is not insufferable if that's your question"

Finally you decided against your first idea, perhaps she had changed in the end ? Perhaps a new friendship was possible ? With healthy fondation, you could get your bestfriend back !

Wrong again

You revealed her the next day who you were, well, used to be, what linked the two of you back in the living realms, for others, nothing changed, but for you it was subtle, for exemple she never interrupted anyone, but when it came to you each time your mouth opened she would cut you out

She was such a charmer too, a quality you envied her, her audience was captivated, and soon even alastor was her aquaintance, he presented her rosie of course ! Just like he did for charlie !

And just like he did for you...

Rosie found her delightful, and from your tea parties at 3 with her and alastor, became 4, adding E/n

A comment about your appearance back in high school, an embarassing moment you had, a silly crush, every single detail of your life was used to mock you, even your crush on a video game character

Soon you always found excuses to avoid going to the tea party, and spend most of our time outside of the hotel, feeling akward in her presence

You tried talking about it to charlie or maybe vaggie, to no avail, they said how nice E/n was and how much progress she was making, if they weren't saying you sounded silly thinking that in these 3 weeks she took your place, you still felt like it...

And it all confirmed when, after a whole day of searching for everyone, they finally came back to the hotel from shopping...without you

"Finally you're here toots ! We tried searching for ya before going but you weren't anywhere !" Angel started, holding many bags in each arms

"What do you mean ? I was in my room all day ?"

"Wait you weren't out ? E/n told us she saw you leave ?"

"Oh I'm sorry my eyes deceived me...next time I'll still check your room !" As everyone looked sorry I couldn't help but see it, even for a second...

She smirked...

Of course she did, she never changed

This started becoming common occurence, either the others left you behind, or you could leave the entire day without them noticing, and at some point, angel, husk and sir pentious started to distance themselves from you

"Hey angel, hum...you wanna hang out...? Go to a club, or drink with husk, just spend some time betweens pal ?"

"Sorry sweet cheeks, but we're partying with E/n tonight and...she doesn't feel comfortable around you..."

"Wha ? Angel what are you talking about ?"

"She told us about it, about the two of you, hos jealous and manipulative you were, you even tried to make her dump her boyfriend, that wasn't cool of you, I don't want to take side on this, but if I hang out with one of you, I'd rather not force her to be with the other for both your sanities"

"Oh...ok"

That's all you could have mustered, because what was there to muster, you were in hell, all the proof you used to have were on your previous phone in the living realm, but even if angel and the other favored her, mayne your fiancee could understand your side ?

Gently you knocked on alastor's hotel room as he called you to come in, he was currently eating his dinner, a...fresh venison...but you shook your head lightly, taking a sit across the table

"Al, can I vent to you for a bit...?"

"What is it my dear ? But please, spare me your story with E/n, as much as I love a good gossip, the young lady did you a favor by never taking vengance in the living realm, I wouldn't want the two of you to get in troubles once again"

"Al, please it's serious, she's telling lies about le ! And you believes her ? I'm your fiancee ! She's in hell as well !"

"And so are you, and so am I, I am not interested in knowing the why who is were, but I admit your little querrel is...quite entertaining !"

"So your fiancee see her ex bully...and all you think about is entertainment ?"

"Well, ma chère (my dear) as far as we are all concerned, without proof, both of you could be the liar, it's about, who's able to convince the public, just like on a stage"

Alastor's half sadistic smile didn't amused you, you just sighed, getting up, wamking slowly toward the exit of his room, if even your own fiancee, the man you loved refused to believes you, who would ?

You couldn't see alastor's curious expression as you left, he just wanted to prolounge the fun and not outright gives you the solution, but seeing you give up almost made him that for once he screwed up badly

#writing #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor x reader #angst #alastor angst #x reader #x reader angst #hazbin hotel x reader

[vipwinnie]

Silence treatment

Draco malfoy x reader

Summary: Draco's actions have gone too far, so you decide to ignore him

At the end of the day you went as usual to join your boyfriend, Draco, in the Hall. When you finally saw him, you saw him with Crabbe and Goyle intimidating a Gryffindor much younger than them, probably in the first or second year. Draco always had this reputation as a stalker. It was in his character to act like a bully, and yet that hadn't stopped you from going out with him. Ever since you got together with him, you made him swear to never harass anyone again. Because harassing someone was like a crime to you, you were so sensitive about this subject. And as you could see now it was just empty promises. So you don't waste your time. You had watched helplessly as your boyfriend, Draco, harassed a young boy in the street. Anger boiled inside you, and you couldn't stand idly by in the face of this cruelty. Tears of sadness and rage beaded down your cheeks as you turned towards Drac. "Draco Lucius Malfoy, how can you be so mean? This boy hasn't done anything to you, and yet you treat them like this? I can't stand this." Draco, surprised by your intervention, tries to defend himself. "It was just a joke, you're exaggerating! Why are you getting into my business?" Your eyes fill with cold determination. You knew you couldn't tolerate such cruel behavior. "It wasn't a joke, Draco. It was harassment, pure and simple. I can't be with someone who behaves like that." Draco, realizing the extent of his actions, tried to apologize. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would go this far...I didn't want to lose you."

You shook your head, arms crossed, leaving no room for his excuses. "Your apology isn't enough, Draco. You need to think about your actions and the impact they have on others. I can't be with someone who doesn't understand that." Without a backward glance, you walk away, leaving Draco alone with his thoughts and remorse. He bit his fingers as he realized that he had lost something precious because of his irresponsible behavior.

After your argument, you went straight to your room, you didn't come out even to go eat, Draco had definitely ruined your appetite. The next morning, after thinking all night about what you were going to do to Draco, you finally decided to have the silence treatment. So that he understands the lesson.

When you join him at the breakfast table, you can feel his eyes on you, looking for a way to start a conversation. Yesterday, you witnessed harassment and it deeply affected you. You can't just erase it. He cleared his throat, trying to find the courage to speak. "Hey, uh... about yesterday, I wanted to talk to you." You keep your gaze fixed on your plate, refusing to meet his gaze. Silence hangs in the air, a heavy barrier between you. "I know what I did was wrong. I shouldn't have acted that way. I'm really sorry." He continues, his voice full of remorse. You remain silent, your anger and your disappointment boils inside you. He crossed the line and that wasn't something you couldn't easily forgive. He shyly reaches out and places his hand on top of yours. "Please listen to me. I regret my actions. It was a moment of weakness and I deeply regret it." You remove your hand, giving him a cold look. Your silence speaks volumes, reflecting your discontent and the distance you feel.

He sighs, shoulders slumping. "I understand that you're upset and I deserve it. But I want to make things right, to show you that I'm capable of change." You didn't respond, choosing instead to focus on your breakfast. It's clear that this conversation is far from over, but for now, you've made your decision. As you continue to eat in silence, the atmosphere remains heavy with unresolved emotions.

The rest of the day passed quietly, you had neither encountered Draco in the corridors nor in the hall for lunch. And yet his absence could not have lasted. Draco was anxiously awaiting your arrival “Hey, I'm really sorry about what happened. I acted stupidly and I sincerely regret it. I've been waiting here for hours, just to talk to you and ask you to forgive me. Please just give me a chance to explain.” When you see him standing there, his eyes full of sadness and hope, you pretend not to notice. “I know I screwed up. But please don't treat me like that. I can't do without you, you are everything to me. I'm ready to change, to do whatever it takes to make you happy. Please come back to me.” he continued But you decide to continue on your way by continuing to ignore him. “You are my reason for living, my sun in the darkness. Without you, my life is empty. I feel lost, broken. I would give anything to get you back. I beg you, don't leave me in this state. I can’t bear to see you indifferent to my grief.” You should admit to him that you liked these words but he had to realize his act once and for all. So you decide once again to remain silent. “I know I made a huge mistake. But I love you so much, I would give anything to prove to you that I can change. I am ready to compromise, to work on myself. I just want you to forgive me, to give me another chance." You couldn't resist this scene you were about to break down and forgive him everything but you remember why you didn't talk to him and it's there that you will find the strength to look away from this scene.

“Please don’t reject me like this. I'm willing to do anything to get you back. I know I hurt your heart, but I promise to fix it. I can't imagine my life without you. I beg you, speak to me, tell me that you forgive me. ”

Trying everything for everything. He approached you, his voice filled with despair, and gently laid his hand on your face, caressing your cheek. ”If you change your mind, meet me tomorrow night in the astronomy tower, I will wait for you all night if I have to, I love you my love. ”And so he withdrew his hand and left like a ghost, his eyes looking down on the ground.

The next morning, you hadn’t spoken to Draco since yesterday’s interaction, and you hadn’t seen him at any meals. It pained you, her condition yesterday afternoon after you left school hurt my heart so much. And you had to admit that you miss him so much, that night was for you a real ordeal without him by your side. You were thinking about what he had told you yesterday: “Meet me tomorrow night in the astronomy tower, I’ll wait for you all night if I have to”. It was then decided you can't stand this situation anymore, you will go to him and you will forgive him.

That evening you were on your way to the astronomy tower, and as you walked through the door, you fell face to face with a neat draco holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

Before he could say anything, he kissed me full on the mouth, dropping the bouquet on the floor. You didn't waste time and responded directly to this fiery kiss. You definitely missed him so much. After letting go due to lack of breath. He then began to speak, looking you straight in the eyes: “My love, I stand before you today with a heavy and remorseful heart. I know that I have made mistakes, that my actions have caused pain and sadness in your heart. I want you to know how sorry I am. I promise you today that I will change. I will work on myself, on my faults and my weaknesses. I will do everything in my power to become the man you deserve, the one who will make you happy every day of your life. I want you to know that you are the most important person in my life. I can't imagine a world without you. Please forgive me for my past mistakes. I humbly ask you to give me a chance to redeem myself, to show you that my love for you is sincere and true. I love you, and I want you to know that my love for you is infinite. Forgive me, my love, and let me show you how I can be the man you need. When he was finished you had tears in your eyes, and you kissed him with all your strength, jumping into his arms. What I knew for sure was that he wasn't going to do it again any time soon.

#blaise zabini #draco malfoy #enzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire #mattheo riddle #theodore nott #theo nott #slytherin boys #draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy fanfic #draco malfoy x reader #harry potter fanfiction

[singmyaubade]

you're sick

| sypnosis: eddie has non-stop bullied you since your freshman year and it certainly won't stop as you approach into your senior year.

| who doesn't love a little evil?

| bully!eddie x y/n

| warning: contains NONCON, pure smut, violence, etc..

before you read, this does feature NONCON/RAPE, i am not responsible for what you read further on !

you walked through the hallway, your green skirt with striped white lines at the bottom, flowing side to side and your green vest shown, clearly identifying you as a cheerleader.

from far away, you looked as if you were simply fine and perfect in your natural light but if anyone looked very deep, they would clearly realize something was wrong.

and the something that was wrong?

eddie munson.

he had been terrorizing you since your freshman year and never failed to make you feel worse about yourself.

he would push you, trip you, make you cry if it meant that you would get upset.

you had tried everything to get him to leave you alone but he never seems to quit, you disliked him in every way.

you didn't find a single thing to like about him.

but back to reality,

"y/n!" your friend, chrissy cunningham, coming over to you with a smile.

"chrissy!" you smiled at her as chrissy walked along side of you.

"okay so here me out, i got jason's friend who's name is jack who would love to go on a date with you." she squeaked.

you sighed, "chrissy, i do not need that at the moment."

she frowned, "it's our final year and you still refuse to go on a date with any of the guys."

you rolled your eyes, "they are all tools that don't deserve all this." you did a little turn, showing off your figure, bumping into someone.

"oh im so-" you looked up to see the man you hated the most but also feared, "i'm really sorry eddie." you apologized, not wanting any punishment.

he smirked, passing by you without saying anything, "what was that?" chrissy asked, smiling.

"nothing, just an accident." you gave an innocent smile but little did chrissy know, it goes farther than that.

the bell rang as you went to sit down in front of eddie as you always did.

"hi slut." eddie whispered in your ear, causing shivers down your back as you ignored him, "don't ignore me, you will only make it worse on yourself."

"what do you want eddie?" you sighed, still facing forward.

"what's with the attitude, you act as if i can't say hi these days, i'm quite hurt y/n." he fake frowned.

you grew visibly annoyed, "i don't wanna play your games eddie."

he smirked, "whatever princess wants."

you looked confused as to why eddie is leaving you alone but you consider it luck today.

the teacher called you up to write an equation which you do with ease. as you headed back to your seat, eddie had a huge smile on his face, it was dark. you knew he was up to something but you couldn't place your finger on it.

the bell rang as you packed up your textbooks and stood, going as you tripped over eddie's leg which was purposely put out.

you didn't even wanna entertain him so you continued exiting the classroom.

you heard him chasing after you, "y/n!"

you quickly exited the classroom, ready to go to lunch as he gripped your hand painfully, "let go of me." you looked at him angrily.

"have you forgotten who the fuck you are talking to?" he whispered in your ear angrily.

you scoffed at his cockiness, "i don't talk to man-children who play a child's game." you took back your hand, "but maybe i'll talk to you with respect when you stop hanging out with freshman, you fucking freak." you spat at him, "i would also recommend getting out of highschool before you get over the legal drinking age, asshole."

you had never seen him so angry but you were sick of the abuse, you exited the classroom to walk with your cheer friends.

you were glad that it was a friday so you would be prepared for the repercussions of your actions.

after you walked with your cheer friends, you waved goodbye, heading home.

thankfully the walk was only five minutes and took you no time. you were glad to head home because you kept feeling anxious going home as if someone was following you.

nobody was home due to your parents being on an anniversary trip that they would be back from tomorrow but you just wanted to go straight to sleep anyways.

after eating leftovers, you dressed into pajama shorts and a tanktop, going to sleep.

you were suddenly awoken to your bottoms being pulled off aggressively as you gasped to see eddie, "what the fuck are you doing! get out!" you kicked him but he only restrained you further.

this is when you started to cry, "get off of me!" you tried using your nails to scratch him.

that's when he slapped you, "don't fucking move." he aggressively said, pulling out a knife.

tears were streaming down your face as you stopped moving, scared to death.

he started rubbing your exposed clit, "you fucking insult me and think you are gonna get away with that shit, you stupid fucking bitch." he spat.

he completely ripped of your bottoms now causing you to cry harder, "i'm sorry!" you pleaded with him but you knew he wouldn't listen.

he started unbuckling his belt as you tried crawling across the bed to go but he grabbed onto your legs, "you really are fucking stubborn."

he turned you over so that your legs were spread as he went in between you and positioned himself in the middle of you, choking you.

"i should've killed you for what you said today but i should fuck the disrespect out of you instead." he whispered, letting go of you as you gasped for air as he cut your tanktop, revealing your breasts.

he stroked himself lightly, lining up with your entrance before pushing himself inside.

you gasped at the pressure, he was stretching you out completely. he started sucking on your nipples as the pleasure hit you harder than ever.

"perfect fucking tits." he bit on your nipple a little bit, making you moan.

he squeezed onto your tit as he sucked on other one, rocking into you.

he pounded into you harder, using his thumb to circle your clit, "so fucking wet and you try to act as if you don't like it." he groaned into your ear as you moaned.

"eddie please, gentle." you begged as the sounds to skin slapping against eachother and moans filled your ears.

"your cunt was made for me, holy shit." he fucked you harder.

at this point, tears were rapidly streaming down your cheeks by the pleasure, "i'm coming." you moaned.

"then do it, you dirty slut." his voice making you come harder.

"fuck." eddie moaned, pulling out of you and coming onto your sheets as your eyes closed.

he couldn't wait to punish you again.

#bully!eddie #singmyaubade #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things x reader #tw noncon #tw mature #dark!eddie munson #dark!eddiexreader #smut #pure smut

[strangemaleswaps]

Strange Bully Swap

Sumit:

I hopped out of my car in the high school parking lot and grabbed my backpack from the seat. I'm glad I was graduating soon, but a little sad because I'd miss everyone so much. I wouldn't consider myself "popular" in the normal sense. But a lot of people knew me and I tried to be friends with everyone, despite being a shy guy. 

As I walked to the entrance, my best friend Thomas approached me from the left.

"Hey bro! Did you hear about the new kid?"

"Nah, what about him?"

"They say he was kicked out of his old school because of 'bad behavior' or something. But not like actually fighting people. Like threatening."

"What, like he's gonna kill them?"

"Probably. But the school board thought that was bad enough so they kicked him out." Thomas laughed. He'd been my best friend since I moved to this town in 6th grade. He could be a little harsh at times, but somehow we've stayed friends even through high school.

"That's weird yeah."

Bently:

In every one of my fucking classes the teacher had to introduce me all formal like. I hated it so much. Can't I just show up and go on my way?

My old school had people I actually knew and friends I actually liked. But I just HAD to tell this one loser off within earshot of a teacher and they had me expelled. It's not like I was going to do anything! Now I need to start a whole new reputation. One girl I hated from my old school was already telling people what happened so I was fucked from the start. Guess I'll have to sit alone at lunch once again.

Sumit:

The new guy wasn't in any of my classes but my heart dropped when we saw him at lunch. Now that I got a good look, I recognized him. I knew him all too well.

"You good?" I looked up to Thomas's concerned face.

"The new guy. I know him. His name is Bently."

"Yeah I know. He was in my class earlier. When people tried to approach him he like faked a punch." He shook his head. "What a weirdo. Wait, how do you know him?"

"He went to my old school. Middle school. He was a bully that basically made my life hell."

"What? That guy?" He glanced over at Bently sitting alone, then back at me. "But dude, but you're bigger than him."

"Well yeah, I am now. But back then I used to be tiny and wimpy. I remember him towering over me, and that's why I was easy prey. I was scared out of my mind being around him.

"Oh man. But you could totally take him on now though! Smack him!" He threw an air punch.

"Yeah. It's weird though. He was super popular before. He had that kind of outgoing personality that attracted people just like that. Well, other jerks that is. That's why we never got along."

"You really don't need to be an extrovert to be popular though. I mean just look at you! Half the school knows who you are and you're a turtle."

"I mean." I lifted up my shirt slightly. "I got abs too so that's probably why." He stared at me intensely like I said something wrong, but then we both started laughing our asses off.

"True! True!"

"I guess he finally got what he deserved after all this time."

"He's a real loser now. Sits at a table all by himself." Thomas smirked. We noticed Bently had dropped a napkin under the table and got down on all fours to pick it back up. When he extended his arm, his shirt went up, exposing a flabby belly.

"Oh shit dude, he's not only a loser now. He's fat!"

"No way."

"Yes way! Look at that flabby gut. Dude hides all his fat under the shirt. Wouldn't be surprised if he wore a fucking bra too!"

It was then that Bently revealed he was listening. It seems he couldn't take it anymore and walked over to our table with a show of rage on his face. Thomas looked up and started laughing again.

"Can I help you pick out a bra size mister?"

He curled up his fist, about to throw a punch, when I shouted at him.

"Hey Bently! Remember me?" He turned his head in my direction instead. I was feeling abnormally brave and angry at that moment. Maybe it was because I knew I had already won? We stared at each other for a few seconds when he spoke up.

"No."

"I'm Sumit." He took a long look at me when his eyes widened. I could tell he recognized me then.

"No way. Suckass Sumit?"

"Yep. But your bullying days are over so just give it a rest and leave everyone alone." I'm honestly surprised I managed to say that.

"Or what?" I stood up and got face to face with him.

"Or I'll mess you up," I said, alot louder than I wanted to. I may have had a better body than him, but I was no fighter. I was expecting him to throw a punch but instead he did a much dumber move - he knocked our heads together. It hurt like hell and we both fell over. I must've blacked out for a minute because when I got up, the principal had appeared; he was clearing the area and talking to Thomas.

"Are you alright?" He asked me.

"I'm ok."

"Thank you for not retaliating. It takes courage to not fight back. As for you Mr. Wilson," he turned to look at Bently, who was just standing up, "I will let you off this one time because it's your first day but one more screw up and it's detention."

As soon as the principal walked away, Bently came up to me once again.

"This isn't over asshole. Get fucked." He turned away.

"Wow, there's a real grade A asshole." Thomas put his hand on my shoulder. "Guess he's just jealous. I almost feel bad for him. Almost!" He started laughing again.

"Yeah, but my head still hurts."

"Eh, put some ice on it probably."

Bently: 

Fuck me. I should not have done that. I could've easily thrown a punch but he was just so in my face! I think I relied on my instincts. Stupid! Stupid! The rest of the day seemed to drag on and I could feel people laughing at me behind my back. This is really my life now isn't it? I headed home, and immediately to my room. Since my mom was out of town for the weekend, I didn't even bother trying to make any food so I just went to sleep, hoping that Saturday would be more tolerable.

Sumit:

At the end of the day, I went back home, hung out and played some Mario Kart with Thomas, and went to bed. My head wasn't hurting anymore so I was ready to enjoy my Saturday. But, all I could think about that night was Bently and what his problem was. I kinda felt bad for him. Who knows what his life was like?

Bently: 

I woke up feeling pretty energized, which was strange because that never happens. I reached my hand over for the glass of water on my bedside table, my eyes still closed, but found nothing. That's weird. I moved my hand around to find the table itself but still found nothing. I opened my eyes then and looked around to find a completely different bedroom. What the fuck? It was then that I noticed my hand was much darker than what I was used to. I checked out my whole arm and noticed how muscular it seemed. No fucking way. I investigated my body further and found I was wearing clothes that I didn't own so I decided to lift up my shirt to see what it looked like. I had fucking abs!

I grazed my hand along and they felt hard, completely different than the soft flab I was used to. Man I don't know what happened, but I like it! Wait, what do I look like? The bedroom wasn't mine but luckily it had a mirror on the wall. I took my shirt off and gazed into my reflection. Holy fuck.

I'm an Indian guy? Wait…shit. I'm that one guy from yesterday. The one I beat up…or tried to anyway. I leaned closer and touched my face. He's not all that bad looking actually. Wait what am I saying? That guy sucks! But still he has a nice body. I could feel myself getting hard within the sweatpants I was wearing. Maybe I won't think about who I am if I don't look in the mirror. I proceeded to the nearby bathroom and took out his member. Holy fuck he's huge! I rubbed one out, switching between nipple twists and rubbing my abs the whole time. I don't know how I swapped bodies with him, but all I know is that I'm in no rush to change back. This is gonna to be a fun weekend…

Sumit:

When I woke up the next day, I definitely did not feel rested. It felt like I barely got any sleep at all. I scratched the back of my head but noticed something was off. My hair was longer again? I had just got it cut so it was pretty noticeable. I opened my eyes and was very confused when I found I wasn't in my own bedroom. I didn't even recognize the room at all. It was kinda messy and there was a weird scent in the air - which was a stark contrast to my spotless bedroom.

When I tried to sit up I felt a weird feeling. It was sort of a jiggle? I looked down and saw how pale my arms were. What's going on? Am I dying? I made the mistake of touching my chest. It felt…squishy. Oh god. I lifted up my shirt and saw a flabby mess. What happened to my body?! I jumped off the bed, the saggy flesh shuffling with me. My belly drooped a bit below my sweatpants, and the place where I once had pecs, were now wobbly bags of meat. I leaned over and watched them hang down.

I went crazy and slapped my belly, watching all the flab go nuts. This can't be happening! I walked over to a nearby mirror and almost puked when I saw who I was. I….I'm Bently.

What happened?! I made weird facial expressions and shook my belly again. I turned to the side to feel my ass around, and found it was equally as blubbery as the rest of my body. What did I do to deserve this? Oh no, what does my dick look like? I pulled down my sweatpants to see the damage. Oh god, it was…tiny. I have a tiny dick! Maybe it's a grower? I sure hope so! What am I going to do now though? Thankfully it was a weekend so I didn't have to go to school like this, but I needed to figure out how this happened. In the meantime, I was a little curious to see what it would be like to jerk with someone else's dick…

#strangemaleswaps #body swap #male body swap #male tf #weight gain

[st1ckart1zt]

Why i think that Tessa and Uzi would get along well

1. They very intelligent and way smarter then their kind.

Tessa built J, V and N when she was young and made them from dump. I'm not sure how old was Tessa in episode 5 and when she made them but I'll say that she made them when she was 12 and 13 years old(preteen).

Uzi made her sick as railgun and seems to know how to make weapons and figure things out while her classmates and the rest of the worker drones besides her teacher are dumb and don't seem to know anything.

2. They are seen as freaks and weirdos by their own kind.

We never see how other humans beside her parents treat her but in episode 5 at the gala scene Tessa never communicated with the actuel humans and that she's nervous and asks J to help her.

Uzi is treated as an outcast by her classmates and they are afraid of her. They pick, insult, bully and name call her all the time.

3. Both of them have horrible parents

Tessa's parents seem not to love her at all. They insult her and punish her over a little things. And a top of it all she's called stupid by her mother by calling her drone friends broken and her not being smart enough to follow simple orders and she's called creepy by her father. She's also threatened and told her to be quite by her mother. We saw that Tessa is pretty scared of her. Any act of disobedience or any trouble she causes she will be chained up along side with her drone friends

As the series carries on Uzi's dad used to be bad dad and now he's trying to be better and help her. In episode 1 we can see that he humiliated her and made her feel completely worthless by posters that we saw. And that he was pretty much neglectful in Uzi's life and knows absolutely nothing about her being bullied and insulted. She was also just like Tessa called stupid by him. He didn't believed her that her railgun could work and left her to die. He even blamed her for the massacre he saw from episode 1 when N got in.

4. They are a friends with diffrent kind

We see that Tessa cares about her drone friends and doesn't want them to get hurt. She treats them very well and loves and cares them very much. When Tessa rubs her left arm due to the harm from chains J seems to be worried about her and Tessa reassures her that's ok.

Uzi doesn't show to care at first but when N saves her in episode 3 she tells him not to do that again. She also tells him to stop asking her if she's ok. She soon befriends N in episodes and he started to mean a lot to Uzi since he's her first friend she ever had. She even felt guilty for hurting N in the end of episode 2 during episode 3.

5. They went to save their own kind even though they didn't deserved to be saved.

Tessa and J arrived on time to try and stop Cyn from doing massacre at the gala. Even though they hurted her they didn't deserved to be killed. She even tells everyone to stand back.

Uzi and N arrived on time to stop V and J from killing everyone in episode 1. Uzi saved N from dying when J put a virus in him. Also Uzi and N came to save everyone at prom inculding V from being killed by Doll in episode 3. She could have let N die in episode 1 and same to her classmates and V who treated her badly but she didn't.

6. They saw their kind being murdered in front of their eyes.

Cyn killed everyone at the gala including her parents when they tried to stop her. Cyn even tells her that she didn't have to see her murdering everyone.

Uzi when the door failed to close on time which resulted N coming in and killing everyone. She sorta felt guilt about getting them killed.

And that's pretty much it in my opinion. I can tell that Tessa would get along with Uzi for being diffrent from their kind and how they try to prove everyone how wrong they are. I think that they would have a sisterly relationship. I really hope to see that in episode 6.

Btw i wanted to add more photos but i couldn't due to tumblr's picture limit.

#murder drones #murder drones tessa #murder drones uzi #murder drones n #murder drones j #murder drones v #tessa james elliot #uzi doorman #serial designation n #serial designation j #serial designation v #khan doorman #theory

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I invite everybody who took the other users side in that situation to find me a single situation where I was fatphobic and or went out of my way to be cruel or malicious to another user. After these crickets end, I'd like to invite the OP to prove that my reblog asking what their post means caused them hundreds of harassing messages in mere minutes, like they claimed. I will wait.

They posted one single message they got, from a person who wasn't a follower of mine and who responded to them after another user reblogged their post, which was confirmed by that other user. Before they closed their replies and closed themselves in an echochamber of people agreeing with them, I checked the notes a final time and though they did get criticism, as did I (and you all do know I listen to you and hear you and am always, ALWAYS open to conversation), those hundreds of messages of hate were nowhere to be seen.

Do you know why I know for sure they're lying about getting soooooooo much hate because of me? First of all, I've never cultivated a bullying culture on my blog. My followers can attest to that. I never supported users brigading for me. I don't have a cult following either way, but you can say I even discourage brigading. I always ask my followers not to fight others on my behalf. Not that it's necessary, because no one can say I get into drama often. Since making this blog, I can count maybe 5 situations that would be considered 'situations' to begin with. I don't have fans. I have bloggers that enjoy the content I post.

But secondly and more conclusively easily proven with numbers, I simply don't have that reach, nor do I have that many followers who are both active and fatphobic. I don't support fatphobia. I spoke out against fatphobia on this site. I've experienced it myself and I know how hurtful it is. My activity for this blog is abysmal due to me all but abandoning OTID in throes of my mental health battles. My posts get maybe 300 notes in total, over a 1000 if they're a hit reblog but that's it.

Hundreds of hate messages in minutes? Very unlikely. I'm not ashamed to admit OTID isn't what it used to be and that's completely on me and it's completely fine. My struggles stopped me from giving you the best possible OTID experience that you could've gotten and I feel very sorry for that, but I can be realistic and admit that this blog is just not that active anymore, and that's okay. All things die out with time. Lying on me wont change the facts that you're lying.

I also invite the people who say I should've known better and that my intent was unclear in asking the question, to explain about what I should have known better and to prove I was somehow malicious. Why would I be malicious? Why would I attack OP in the way they claim I did? When do I ever do that? How does that even make sense? You can still go through the notes and see that after I asked them for an explanation, nobody attacked them. You can also see that the OP went out of their way to attack me, while they explained calmly to another user what they meant.

What makes us different? Neither one of us understood. I can't read tones online, neither can that other user. I also am not a native speaker, so I sometimes get things wrong, hence why I asked. Why do they deserve kindness and I am accused of ill-intent for asking the same thing? Their replies and notes were off. I couldn't see the replies. This isn't Twitter. If you close those things off, other users don't see them and can't know you've made them. Why would anyone post things publicly but not expect a public response from anyone else?

I'd understand if I was attacking OP and they reacted like this, but I wasn't. My response wasn't malicious. I asked the source to explain, because I didn't understand. How is that malicious? To the people who say they see their point, please explain, because I do not see it and I really want to know. How is me genuinely asking what something that I don't understand means malicious? Even after publicly saying that I actually agree with a lot of things they said on their blog about fatphobia and so on. Supporting the cause? Understanding their points? Agreeing? I'm malicious?

I would also like to invite the people who claim I asked them in a known and rude/malicious meme format kind of way to prove that I did that. I did not know of this meme you speak of, but after checking for it online and finding the "well-known meme format" that was mentioned (which wasn't that well-known since I've never heard of it), my wording was not the same. It wasn't even close. So this argument, how can you claim it to be true?

And lastly, can anyone sincerely tell me how does it make sense for me to suddenly have a complete personality change, decide to reblog something to troll a user I don't even know just to be cruel to them, suddenly be malicious and fatphobic and be a completely different person that you all have known me to be for the past six years? If that was really who I am, wouldn't have the masked slipped way sooner? Why would I pretend to be not a complete POS all this time to have "What does this mean?" hill to die on? This is silly.

I wasn't being fatphobic. I wasn't mocking OP. I wasn't attacking OP. I wasn't being 'snarky'. I simply asked them what something they said meant, because I didn't understand what they meant. My brain wasn't computing. I didn't get their wording. I stumbled upon their post on the explore page, and wasn't seeking them out to antagonize them or anything else they might have claimed. I don't like hurting people. I don't go out of my way to hurt people. If I do hurt somebody I want to do everything in my power to correct it.

My followers weren't harassing them after that question. The OP didn't receive hundreds of hate messages after that question. OP is lying and it's easily to prove that they are. I don't know why they're lying and I'm not willing to get into that because I can't even assume, but one thing is clear - OP had a disproportionate reaction to a question that shouldn't have warranted such a reply. They doubled down and continued claiming victimhood in a situation where they haven't been victimized.

I genuinely feel sorry for them. I believe they've been victimized before. I know this sounds patronizing, but I really do feel sorry for them. I just don't appreciate that they've decided to do a victim cosplay over this and tried to villainize me for asking this question:

Ending this with my final thoughts: fatphobia is real and hurts people. I don't support fatphobia. I don't stand for it. I've met a lot of fatphobes in my life and all of them were deeply hurtful and insecure people who took out their insecurities on others. Here on OTID we don't vibe with shaming people for their weight nor for how they look. Fat people are people. Skinny people are people. We're all the same on the inside, bones and organs. What matters is how we treat others. I want to spend my days treating others with kindness and receiving kindness back. I like putting smiles on people's faces, not hurting others. I do get it wrong sometimes, and I acknowledge that, but I always try to correct myself, learn and be a better person. I admit when I'm wrong.

If this is my hill to die on, then so be it. But I promise you that I did not reblog OP's post and asked that question to make fun of them or invite harassment to them. I can't believe I even have to repeat this so many times, but I was asking because I didn't understand. I stand behind everything I've said. If your claim to fame is trying to fight me, you highly overestimate how many active followers I have and the kind of community you'll find here. If you want to cancel me for being fatphobic, I'm sorry to say but the only person I've ever been cruel to and who I've bodyshamed was my own self.

#not a dream

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for "being the reason" someone tried to kill themself?

(tw: suicide attempt, domestic abuse, bullying maybe?)

Sounds bad cause of the title. Bear with me.

I (Then F19, Now F21) had a friend who I'll call Stacy (Then F18, Now F20) for the sake of anonymity. Stacy had a partner named Kyle (Then M18, now M20, also a fake name). We were all in the same friend circle over the last few years, with some friends coming and going but most of us sticking around and hanging out frequently.

I was friends with Stacy before I was friends with Kyle, but as I got closer with Kyle, I started to notice something wasn't right with him and Stacy's relationship. I brought it up with Kyle and, long story short, find out that Stacy is a repeat cheater and abuser in every sense of the word. Verbally, emotionally, mentally, physically, sexually, financially. All around terrible person.

Kyle begged me not to bring this up with anyone because he was balls deep in a trauma bond, and I told Kyle I wouldn't. I'm a liar because I actually did. I told two people in our friend group while drunk because I was freaking out and didn't know what to do. In the morning, we started looking into support groups and plans for Kyle, all of which I'm offer because he didn't know I told these two friends. I wanted Kyle to know that I supported him and whenever he was ready, I would be there. Kyle didn't do anything for a while as Stacy's bitch ass was helping him pay his rent. I couldn't do anything because Kyle didn't want me to and I didn't want to go against his wishes (even more then I already did).

A while passed, the hangouts continued, Kyle and I started getting closer since he knew he could vent to me about Stacy. The three of us slowly started to pull away from Stacy. She didn't seem to notice with the other two, but I guess the way I was physically repulsed by her was too obvious. She started to try to ostracize me and ice me out, inviting the group to hang out with me there and whatnot. I think she either knew that I knew or she thought I was trying to get with Kyle because I was talking to him more. Either way, everyone could sense the tension.

One time Kyle came to the hangout with a black eye and Stacy waves it off as getting hit in the face with a soccer ball. It would've been believable because Kyle is sporty, but I wasn't born yesterday. After that, the three of us got Kyle's best friend (who's also a part of the group) up to pace with what's going on with Stacy and decide to do an intervention. A lot of tears and yelling ensue, but eventually, we come up with a plan to get Kyle to safely break up with Stacy (they went to the same university and had classes together) and start cutting Stacy out of our lives.

Stacy, on the other hand, remained seemingly oblivious to anyone but me knowing. That was probably why when everything went down, she blamed me for Kyle breaking up with her and all her friends ditching her when they found out what a terrible person she was. I finally exploded on her like I wanted to from the beginning and called her an insufferable bitch, rapist, abuser, every name under the sun, and told her the only person she had to blame for everyone leaving was herself.

Apparently later that night, she sent out a suicide note to everyone she used to be friends with, and blamed me for bullying and ostracizing her from her friends with lies. A few of them believed her because she actually swallowed a whole bottle of Tylenol and called me a terrible person. Even one who does believe me says everyone "deserves to be forgiven" and I was "wrong for ruining her social standing" and driving her to attempt suicide.

I didn't ruin shit. She ruined it all herself. And I didn't even tell her to kill herself. But I could be wrong. So, I'm asking, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

[likeabulldigidigibombombombom]

hi friend pls complete my request huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue

so you're alpha bangchan's mate and u are happily married with 2 kids but he accidentally hurts u when he's out hunting :D

I wish I never showed you my account

Previous asks, I am working on your stuff in a Google doc and I'm trying to make it good. This is just a joke because I think 8coupsstar is gonna kill me if I don't try and do this.

For future reference, I don't do omegaverse stuff.

Paring: Husband!Bangchan x Afab!fem!reader

Warnings: Minors DNI as there is smut, this is meant to be shitty please don't bully me😭 Unprotected sex, breeding kink, No hate to people that enjoy the omegaverse! It's just not for me personally

Words: 544

Summary: Weird omegaverse shit with smut and fluff.

Your husband Bangchan, whom you've been married to for many years and with whom you've borne children, has been missing you recently. Unlike other alphas, he doesn't just date you for sex or to get you through your heats, he has self-control.

Since he's been wanting to spend more time with you, he asked if you wanted to go hunting with him. Leaving your kids under the guidance of your friend at their house, you went out with him to hunt for food (I'm going to hunt for you). As he was stalking around trying to find something to kill, you wandered off looking around the forest that he took you to.

Suddenly you felt something pounce on you, pinning you to the floor. You felt a twinge of pain as you fell back and saw something on top of you. You screamed and scrambled to your feet as you backed away slowly. You were cornered. Tears began to fall. Just as it was about to bite you, the strange creature stopped and stepped back. 

It was Bangchan. As you dried your eyes with your sleeve, he cupped your face. “Baby I’m so sorry. I thought you were an animal.” “I’m sorry” “No, you aren’t sorry, you did nothing wrong.” “I was scared that you were gonna kill me.” “I know honey, I’m so sorry. I genuinely didn’t know.” “I know Chan.”

You could feel yourself getting faint and you realised only one thing could be happening. You were in heat. ‘Perfect timing’ you thought. As Bang Chan sniffed the air and you could see a bulge forming in his pants, he grabbed your hand and pulled you back to the car. “We’re going home,” he said. “It’s not safe.” “But I thought you wanted to go hunting?” “You’re more important.” 

When you got home, he ran you a bath and made you a snack. “Has your heat gone away?” You looked up at him while sweating, curled up on the couch. “Isn’t it obvious?” “Mhm.” He sat next to you and held your hand. “I’m so sorry baby, I just wanted to spend time with you and it went badly. I’m sorry for scaring you. I love you so much.” “I love you too.” You could see his boner reforming. “Can I make it up to you?” “How?” “I guess I can help you with your heat?” “Yes please.”

His dick was thrusting in and out of your aching cunt as you screamed his name. “Do you want me to fill you up baby?” “Yes Chan” You moaned in pleasure as his thrusts became sloppier and faster. “Cum for me.” You could feel your walls getting tighter as you reached your climax. “Are you going to cum in me Channie? Please?” “Of course baby girl.” He thrusted into you one final time and he shot his load deep inside of you. He groaned and carefully pulled out of you. 

“Was that good enough honey?” “It was perfect, I’m sorry about crying before and making you worry.” “It wasn’t your fault, it was mine.” “You shouldn’t feel bad, I really don’t care that much.” He hugged you tightly.

 “What did I do to deserve you?” “Everything.” “I love you.” “I love you too.”

Author note: I am so sorry that was the worst thing I have ever written I hate that so much It’s gonna haunt me for eternity. Like always, constructive criticism is wanted! If you liked this, please follow me for more fanfics that aren't like this one because I promise not all of my writing is like this. Also please send me some requests! <3 Thank you!

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#skz imagines #skz headcanons #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids x y/n #bangchan x reader #straykids fanfic #stray kids x female reader #bang chan smut #bangchan x y/n #bangchan x female reader #bangchan x you #likeabulldigidigibombombombom #im sorry

[starguardianniom]

Adrien and Marinette screwing each other's character development

That's literally what happened in season 5.

5 seasons of Adrien trying his best to break free of his dad's abuse and control only for Marinette to honors Gabriel's wish and make him believe he was a hero and a good parent, despite having front seat at his abuse, on top of fighting him, and Gabriel made the both of time cry. So now Adrien will forever think his father was a good man, when he was not. He will like his abuser, when the last episode showing them together has Adrien showing nothing but hatred toward his father for thinking he knew better for him when he was just doing what he wanted Adrien to do and not what Adrien wanted himself.

We spent 5 seasons watching Marinette trying and failing to confess to Adrien, only for him to confess to her instead which rendered kind of all her efforts pointless, on top of not having to learn the many lessons that she should have, like regarding his private life, or start seeing him as a person and not a perfect angel who can't do no wrong. They even had some jokes at her behavior, behavior that they later learned was because she had a traumatic experience which made her decide that the next poor sod that would catch her attention would not be permitted to have a private life whatsoever, just because she made an error of judgement and didn't listen to her friend's warning, something she keeps doing repeatedly during the series. She just gets her boyfriend and never has to change her behavior, and he doesn't get to maybe get mad or creeped out at all the stuff she did for him while she could barely speak to him, let alone struggle to stay close less she ran away out of being scared to ask him out. So her toxic behavior also doesn't get to be toned down. Biggest example is after learning that Gabriel is Monarch, she goes to speak to him because she wants Adrien back, not to stop Monarch once in for all. She has to when he finds her in his house and she can't hide much longer.

The main difference, Marinette has been aware since forever that Gabriel was pretty controlling with Adrien and got depressed over it several times since it meant she couldn't hang out with him. And she still sided with his abuser because she didn't want Adrien to deal with the backlash of knowing his father was the local terrorist of the city. A guy she spent 5 season fighting, and spent the last episode of season 5 beating up because he prefered to go with his crazy scheme instead of respecting his wife's last wish. And she decides to respect Gabriel's last wish instead of being honest with Adrien and the rest of the city, which I'm sorry to say, is beyond horrible of her. People deserves the truth, so does Adrien, stop coodling him like his father tried, he doesn't need it.

Meanwhile Adrien just learned in the last season that she had a crush on him. And saw her doing some pretty weird stuff, but never truly saw the real depths as to how far Marinette was willing to go to get his love. He didn't see her bully Kagami, he didn't see her lie and manipulate her parents to make her follow him to Shangai and abandoning her uncle on his birthday just to go stalk him, among other stuff. So he isn't aware of the worst of Marinette, and half of it he thinks she's just weird because to him that's how she's always been, weird and quirky but still charming and cute somehow.

I kind of just realised that while reading other posts about those subjects and just saw that they both ruined each other's development, Adrien unintentionally and Marinette, intentionally.

EDIT: chocolatevoidpizza made me realize I was victim blaming Marinette for the cruel prank she went through in Derision via the line "just because she made an error of judgement and didn't listen to her friend's warning".

That is unfair on Marinette and I apologize for writing that and take it back.

I however won't delete it cause I need the reminder to not have a repeat of that and I need the lesson.

So thank you chocolatevoidpizza for opening my eyes and knocking sense back into me.

#ml season 5 spoilers #adrien agreste #miraculous ladybug #ml s5 spoilers #ml s5 leaks #marinette dupain cheng #gabriel agreste #ml leaks #ml season 5 leaks #ml bible spoilers #ml salt #marinette salt #gabriel agreste salt #gabriel salt

[queentheweeb]

Izuku Midoriya X Quirkless Autistic Male Reader

A/N: It's sort of like one big flashback

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You always admired Izuku. The two of you bonded over being quirkless and the two of you would try to protect each other from bullies such as other students, teachers, and other adults. You didn't understand why everyone was always so mean. The two of you were best friends even though Izuku was always trying to be Katsuki's friend. You didn't like Katsuki because he told you and Izuku to die by jumping off the roof. What if the two of you did? You almost did but, Izuku stopped you and took you home to his mom Inko. You really loved Inko, she was a gentle soul and Izuku made you promise not to tell her anything that Katsuki did. You didn't tell your mother either not wanting to worry her any more than she already has been. She worried because you were not only quirkless but, you were autistic so you were in different programs with other children like you. You had met Izuku before when you were little and played together from the ages of 4 to 7 until you moved schools due to the programs your mom put you in. However, in middle school, since your program was at Aldera high school and you had two classes with everyone else you met Izuku again. He had remembered you and that was how the two of you bonded. Then that's when it came to applying to high schools and for some God-forsaken reason, Izuku convinced you to apply to the general studies. 

"Come on Y/N! It would be perfect for you. Look I'm applying for general studies too. I know the two of us can get in and we can be together!" You still had, had doubts but his smile and laughter were contagious so you did it. The two of you submitted it and to your utter shock of you, you both got in! Katsuki wasn't happy about that and had blown up cussing us out while the other students laughed and the teachers did nothing. It was embarrassing but, you were happy that you were going to be with Izuku. About two months later you noticed changes in Izuku so you decided to follow him on a day he was in a hurry. He didn't know and that's when you saw him at the beach with All Might. Of course, you went up to both of them scaring them both. It took a while but, they both explained to you everything about All for One and how Izuku was training so he can be able to withstand All Might's passed-down power. It was so cool. You promised to never tell anyone not even your mother and you told her everything.

"You have my word Izuku, I wish you would have told me but I understand that, that this is important and could cause a lot of problems if it gets out to the wrong people." All Might had agreed to let you come so that was also how you and Izuku got closer together. That's how you noticed that whenever you were around Izuku you got weird feelings in your tummy. It didn't hurt, it just made you happy. and nervous at the same time. You understood what was happening but, you googled it just to be sure even though you already knew the answer. You had a crush on Izuku but, that made you pause. Would he even want to be with you? Would he become like Katsuki and begin to bully you once he got the quirk? That was a crazy thought that you got rid of quickly because he knew how it was to be quirkless, considered the bottom of the totem pole. You stood quiet though about this crush of yours choosing to watch him, talk with him, and get him cute little gifts. You asked your mom for advice and she was excited to help you out. You had done everything right up until the day of the placement exam. It was 5 AM and Izuku had eaten All Might's hair which was unexpected. You had waited for All Might to leave to try to make a move.

 "Um, I'm not good at feelings and I'm sorry if I am doing too much or making you uncomfortable but, um, you are going to do great today." You paused to take a breath and gather your thoughts "I know you are going to get into the hero course. You deserve it and um." You decided it was too many words and so you closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss his cheek. You kept your eyes closed through the silence. You weren't sure what you were supposed to do now. Is he going to hit you? Is he going to stop being your friend? Did you mess up?

"Open your eyes Y/N." His voice was gentle so you opened your eyes slowly only to open them wide at the big smile he had on his face. This means you didn't mess up then. You were right. "Can I kiss your cheek?" You stood there stunned but, nodded your head with a smile. You stood still as he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on your cheek. "Thank you." You were confused as to why he was thanking you.

"Why are you thanking me?" You should thank him for not getting upset and liking what you did.

"For choosing me. For allowing me to be close to you." Of course, you guys were close but, you wanted to be his boyfriend. You should ask him if he's okay with that. 

"Is it okay if we can be boyfriends? I don't want to share." He smiled at that pulling you in for a hug. It was awkward at first but, you wrapped your arms around him once he rubbed your back. He smelled like sweat and pine. 

"Of course, we can be boyfriends, I don't want to share you either." You smiled big at that starting to giggle. He joined in giggling with you as the two of you kept smiling and hugging. Soon you pulled away remembering that he had a placement exam to take. 

"I can wait for you outside of U.A, I'll walk around until it is time for you to come out." Izuku smiled and nodded at that. 

"I won't keep you waiting." You smiled at that and decided to kiss him another time on the cheek. You weren't sure what was going to happen in the future but, right now he was your happy place.

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Thoughts?

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[bricksduhh]

can you do a ethan x male reader where Ethan is bullied a lot but reader helps and comforts him !tysmm

Safe and Sound

Ethan landry x male reader

I tried my best with this. For some reason i got stuck on what to write this one about, but I think you'll like it! :)

TW: There is mentions of Violence and Slurs!

You sat in Ethan and Chad's dorm. You and your friends all shared days on which dorm they visited to hang out in. This time it was at Chad's. You sat at the edge of the couch, a gap left in between you and Chad, the space was saved for when Ethan arrived. Chad was sitting beside Tara. Mindy and Anika sat on a couch that was beside them while Sam and Danny stood in the kitchen talking about who knows what. 

"Why do you keep checking your phone?" you looked up, glancing over at Chad. "If it's about Ethan being late then I'm sure there's a reason. Don't worry" You turned back at your phone. 

"He always texts if he's going to be late." You said, confusion and worry evident in your voice. 

"Look, his phone probably died or something." Anika sat up." Anyways I don't think he'd ever miss a chance to hang out with you. " She knew you well. She knew you are always worried about the little things, so she always tries to make small jokes about the situation, to help ease your mind. 

You laugh at the comment. "I guess. But still, what if something happened?" you went to get up from the couch to try call him. Suddenly the door opened. 

"Ha, speak of the devil." Chad clapped his hands before pointing to the door. Ethan stormed in, his hand covering his nose. 

"Ethan?" You looked over at him, he walked by the group, going straight to his room. 

"Well that was rude" Mindy stated, picking up a piece of popcorn. "Can we start the movie now since he's here?" Anika slapped Mindy's arm, giving her a stern look. 

You looked at the ground, there was a trail of drops of blood. "Fuck. I'll go talk to him." You walked over to his room,knocking on the door. "Ethan?" There was no answer. "Ethan I'm coming in ok?" You didn't wait for a response back, you opened the door and began to walk in. 

You saw him sitting at the edge of his bed, hands covering his face. "Hey. What's wrong?" you walked over. Sitting down beside him. He was crying. "Ethan what's going on?" You grabbed at his arm. Slowly pulling it away. You looked at his face. His eye was bruised and his nose was bleeding. Your heart dropped. "Oh my god. Ethan what the fuck happened?" 

You took some tissues out of the box that lay on his desk beside his bed. You gently grabbed at his face, cleaning the blood that was coming from his nose. "Nothing, don't worry. Just go back to the others." Ethan pushed your hand away from him, too embarrassed to let you help him.

"No. I'm not leaving until you tell me what happened. Who did this?" you placed your arm on his back. 

You watched as Ethans breathing quickened. He began crying again. His hands fell back onto his face. You heard him curse himself. He took a shaky breath before telling you. "Some fuckers from our Film studies class." You knew who he meant. There was a group of guys in your class that had it out for Ethan. You both had no clue why but they took every opportunity to humiliate or even harm Ethan. "They were outside the dorms as I began to walk in. One grabbed at my shirt, pulling me back from the door. They called me a bunch of names before punching me. Like a lot. He knocked me to the ground and started kicking me, calling me a fucking faggot before they walked off." 

You listened in horror. Ethan didn't deserve this. He was a nice guy. You rubbed your hand on Ethans back. Ethan dug his face into your neck as you took him into a hug. You whisper to him that it's going to be ok. 

You pulled him off of you. Grabbing his cheeks, positioning his face to look at yours. "Can I remove your shirt?" You had to see if he had any bruises. He nodded. You slowly removed his shirt, looking at him, seeing a bruise lay across his torso. "Ok. Stay here i'm going to get something to put on that." You got up, looking down at him "I'll be back in less than a minute." 

You walked out the door. Everyone's eyes fell onto you. Anika got up, a worried look in her eyes. "Is he ok?"  

"Yeah, don't worry. You guys can start the movie if you want." You went towards the fridge opening the freezer compartment. You pulled out a bag of peas and a small ice pack before heading back to Ethan's room. Ignoring the others' questions about why you needed the items. 

You placed the items down beside him. Walking out to the bathroom and grabbing two towels. You wrapped the Ice pack and Peas in the towels before handing one to Ethan to hold over his torso. You placed the other at the top of his eye. He still had some blood running down his nose. You politely asked Ethan to hold the pack on his eye. Reaching for the tissue box, you took a few out and started to clean the blood up. When you finished you ushered Ethan to lie down. 

"You should of told me they were still at you." You lay beside him, turning your head to look at him. 

"I know. It's just, you're always worrying about everything, and I didn't want you to worry about me." He looked at you, his eyes began to water. 

You let out a breath. "This isn't about me. It's about your safety Ethan. Don't panic over me worrying, it's normal to worry. Especially about my boyfriend." You put a hand on his cheek. "Promise you'll tell me if anyone gives you any trouble. Doing it alone doesn't help." 

He nodded in agreement. You moved closer, kissing him. You turned onto your back, looking at the roof. "So do you want to watch that movie or will we stay here?" 

Ethan lay there for a moment, still looking at you, before answering. "I'd like to stay here." there was a slight silence before he added. "With you."  

"I'd like that too" You turned to face him. Looking into his eyes,giving him a soft smile.

"Thank you for helping me" Ethan said smiling back. He looked exhausted. 

"No problem. I'll always be here for you." You stated looking at his tired expression. "Although I do think you should go to sleep." 

He nodded. He removed the Ice pack as you grabbed at the bag of peas that lay on his torso. You placed them on the desk beside his bed before turning back to him. He turned over and you moved your arm. Placing it over his chest. You held him close to you, until you both fell asleep together. 

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[joonslfttiddie]

The Underclassman

💜Fic Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader

💜AU/Genre: College AU | Smut | Potential Relationship

💜Warnings: Smut, femdom, male sub, climax denial, unprotected sex, ejaculation, virgin's first time

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 4781

Senior year of undergrad has had its challenges but you know it's downhill from here. Having gotten a jump on your assignments, you're pretty much skating through until graduation. Your only obligations are your teaching assistant tasks for Dr. Yun's psychology class, your job at the bookstore, and a few organizations on campus.

While things have been chill regarding course work, this year has also shown you who has your best interest at heart and who is just a waste of space in your life. Depending on how you look at things, fortunately or unfortunately, that meant that your ex-boyfriend was one of the people to exit your world. The two of you had been together since freshman year, and it has not been easy adjusting to the single life.

You haven't been on a date since, and just looking at other men still feels wrong. Your ex was always the jealous, controlling type who made it hard to breathe, as you walked on eggshells around him, which made you feel powerless.

"Honestly, I never liked your ex. It felt like all of your time was owed to him... like he owned you. You deserve so much better than him."

Your friend, René, opens up to you during a night of chilling at your apartment, sitting in a circle, cross legged in the middle of your living room floor. Your other friends, Michelle and Ticole, just shake their heads in agreement before taking a sip of their beers.

"I know, I know. You're right. I can see now how devoted I was to him. I was willing to give him everything I had. Of course, we now know he was giving his time, amongst other things, to someone else...but it's whatever."

Michelle chimes in, "It is whatever. This is our senior year. I just want you to take your time to find yourself again. Get out! Date! Enjoy your hoe phase. Plus, my boyfriend's mentee asks me about you every time I see him. That boy is in love."

"Girl, who? Seokjin?! I catch him eyeing me every other day in Dr. Yun's class but he has yet to say anything to me sooooo....."

"Don't do him like that...He is so sweet but so shy. He's one of those guys that's hot but doesn't know he's hot."

You all erupt into laughter and as the excitement subsides you agree.

"You're right, he is so cute but I never really looked at him like that. He has been such a sweetheart every time I've interacted with him but I dunno if he's my type, you know? Hell, he still refers to me as 'ma'am', like, I literally only have a couple of years on him, if that."

"He mentioned to Chance that he was not the best looking guy in high school. He was bullied because he was so skinny, had bad acne, braces, and glasses.. the usual "nerd" package. I, legit, don't think he realizes that puberty has come and gone. I wonder if he just doesn't have the confidence to approach you."

"Hmm... that would make sense. I hate that he went through all that. He seems so sweet despite being mistreated. I'll think about it, ok? But as far as 'enjoying my hoe phase' goes, guys fuck around all the time and no one bats an eye. I hate the double standard. I'm going to have the time of my life for the rest of the year. I deserve it, plus I've been horny as fuck, lately."

"Girl, go for it! I support this. Live your best life, friend. You've missed out on a lot being tied down like a married woman. Go get you some. And you never know, having that underclassman screaming 'yes, ma'am' may be just what you need!" Ticole says, co-signing with Michelle.

You all erupt into a fit of laughter at that and you take notice of the way your body feels from just imagining it. As heat burns up your spine and your pussy tingles, you swallow spit as you're basically salivating with excitement. Knowing what will make for some good material when you're alone later, you reply with a nervous chuckle, "Maybe, huh?"

Your girls were right! You're going to start putting yourself out there and try to be more open minded. After a restful night and having used mental images of Seokjin to gain a little post nut clarity, you begin to think that you may even explore people outside of your typical type. Internalizing all the encouragement your girls provided last night, you walk to Dr. Yun's class feeling like the baddest bitch on campus.

After taking attendance, you make a mental note that Seokjin isn't here yet. He never misses class but you shrug it off for the moment to continue your duties. You remind the students of upcoming assignments, schedule a few tutoring sessions, and answer any questions to the best of your knowledge until the professor arrives moments later. He hands you a stack of handouts and asks you to make copies since he hadn't gotten a chance to while the class takes a quiz. You grab your phone from the desk and slide it in the pocket of your cardigan before swiftly proceeding down the hall to the printer.

You turn the corner, finding yourself colliding with a student who is frantically rushing to class, landing you on your ass surrounded by the papers you were carrying, you quickly adjust your clothes as your skirt has flipped up, putting your lace undies on full display.

"Fuck! I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I woke up late and can't be late for class. I have a quiz today."

You recognize that voice immediately and look up to see Seokjin. He quickly tries to collect the paperwork as he chatters, taking a moment to push his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.

'He couldn't have seen that, right?'

"Hey! No worries, Seokjin, I can get this. Go ahead... they're just about to begin."

After hearing his name cross your lips, he finally looks up to see your face. With a gasp, you notice his ears flush red before he responds.

"Miss y/n! I'm so sorry! Are you sure you're okay?" He pulls you up to your feet with one hand, allowing you to further adjust your clothing before handing you the papers he'd collected.

"Yes, I'm fine. Hurry up and go. Good luck!"

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, thank you. I'm so sorry."

Seokjin smiles nervously before he rushes past you towards the classroom.

You make the copies and begin heading back to class, unable to stop replaying the incident with Seokjin. Has he always been so cute? So tall? Shoulders that broad? Biting your bottom lip, you recall the way his hair hung just above his eyes and his full pink lips slightly parted when he gasped from the shock of your accident. He looked so nerdy behind those glasses, but his brown eyes were breathtaking.

'Why am I just seeing him now... like really SEEING him?!'

You're thinking about all of this as you make the copies, sure that you hadn't noticed Seokjin's beauty for being so committed to you ex. You were blind for so long but now your eyes are wide open.

Back in the classroom, you quietly place the stack of papers on the desk, glancing up to see the student's working busily. Once you take your designated spot next to Dr. Yun's desk, you cross your legs and begin looking through the rows of seats until you spot him. Hunching over his desk and bouncing his foot restlessly, the poor guy looks so anxious. The sight leaves him looking so small and helpless, though he is definitely a deliciously full grown adult.

You glance away for a second but can't help the smirk that creeps across your face when you catch him suddenly still, sitting erect in his seat as his eyes trace your up legs all the way up to your thighs peeking from under your skirt. After making sure everyone else was focused on their work, you put your leg down and part your knees, now purposely exposing yourself to him. He licks his lips, then his eyes meet yours. Snapping your legs shut, you look down, covering your smile as you snicker to yourself. His nervous behavior commences as his gaze quickly snaps back down to his quiz, but not before you notice his face and ears turn a pretty shade of pink. What is this new feeling? You are not certain but you are 100% sure that you love it. You want more.

A couple of days have passed since literally running into Seokjin when you find yourself at work refolding the campus tees on one of the display tables, you glance at your watch to see it's almost time for you to clock out. It's been beautiful weather all day, despite what the weather channel said, but you can see the sky getting darker and you can hear thunder in the distance.

"It looks like the rain has finally made it," you warn your coworker. "Get home safely!"

Thankfully you check the weather every morning before leaving your campus apartment and was wise enough to bring your umbrella.

You grab your things from your locker in the employee lounge after clocking out. Once outside, you make it halfway across the yard to the fountain in the middle of the quad before you feel the first few sprinkles of rainfall. You stop to arm yourself with your umbrella before continuing your trek across campus as the bottom falls out of the sky. It is pouring now as you cross the street nearing your place, and you notice a familiar figure walking ahead of you.

He's soaking! He doesn't have an umbrella or even a jacket to keep him warm. You can tell that he's cold by the way he burrows into himself. The ripples of his back muscles are accentuated through his wet, white tee shirt as he hugs himself.

"SEOKJIN!"

He stops and turns towards you after hearing his name.

"Miss y/n? What are you doing out in this storm?"

You hold up the umbrella to cover you both.

"I'm just leaving work and on my way home. What are you doing out? And why don't you have a jacket on or an umbrella?"

He smiles shyly.

"Ummm...I didn't know it was going to rain today so I'm unprepared. I was going to the cafe to grab a bite before studying but it started to storm so I turned back."

"You poor thing. Why don't you come up to my place until the rain stops? I haven't eaten yet, either, so I can whip something up for us to eat."

"Uhhh...are you sure? I wouldn't want to intrude. Plus, I only live a ways down from here."

Linking your arm in his, you continue to shield you both from getting wet while pulling him alongside you.

"It's no intrusion, I promise. Since it's Friday, my roommate has gone to her boyfriend's place, so I could use the company."

You smile at each other as he takes the umbrella to hold above you and continue to chat as you make your way up the stairs leading to your door. When you step inside, you ask that he stay at the door where there's tile as he's still dripping wet.

"Just stay there for a second. You're soaked. I know there's a towel in here somewhere."

After a moment of searching through the hamper of fresh laundry you hadn't gotten a chance to put away before work, you finally find a towel and hand it to him after he's secured the umbrella strap and placed it in the corner.

"Thanks, Miss y/n. I really appreciate your kindness."

"Of course! We've known each other for years now. You're not exactly a stranger at this point, so it's no problem at all. While you're drying your hair, I'll go see if my roommate's boyfriend may have left some clothes here. You guys are about the same size. Go ahead and get out of those clothes before you catch a cold."

This wouldn't be the first time you've seen a man undress so you're not thinking much about what you just said and rush off to your roommates bedroom to find a large tee shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. You stay frozen for a second as the situation suddenly catches up to you. You and Seokjin are alone in your apartment and he's undressing in the other room. Ticole's words echo in your mind. 'Get you some!' Michelle's voice lingers closely behind. 'Enjoy your hoe phase!'

'Am I really thinking about this now?! Does he even think of me in THAT way? He seems so innocent, I don't want to be a bad influence or take advantage of him.

You continue to stand there, contemplating your next move. Sure, he is extra dorky at first glance, but when you really look at him, you see now that he is fine as fuck. He, also, doesn't talk to a lot of people so you know he's not sleeping around and he will be discreet about what happens. This could be a good thing, if he's willing, of course. You take a deep breath before you leave the room, only to walk out and see Seokjin wearing nothing but his jeans and sneakers. You gasp at the sight, hoping he didn't hear you. Sure, you knew he would be undressing but you didn't expect that body to be under those clothes. God definitely took his time sculpting him to perfection.

When he looks up to see you've returned, he shyly covers himself with the wet shirt and towel leaving his free hand grasping his spectacles across his chest. There's that feeling again...the one you experienced during class the other day. You clear your throat and walk over to him to give him the clothes, trying your best not to stare.

"M-miss y/n. I-"

"Oh... sorry! I'm not trying to make you feel uncomfortable. Here are the clothes. I can step out for a second."

Reluctantly, he drops the shirt and towel to the floor by his side but his other hand holding on to his glasses remains across his chest as he reaches for the outfit.

Just above a whisper, he asks, "I've been meaning to talk to you. Are you ok? You know from the other day? I was hoping you weren't hurt and I wanted to apologize again. And no, I'm not uncomfortable, you know? I just...I."

"No, I'm completely fine, I promise. And it's no problem at all. I'll step out to give you some privacy."

"Miss y/n."

"Hmm?" You pause to look up to him, awaiting his response.

"You don't have to leave. I don't want you to leave, I just..."

The look on his face teeters on the cusp of pain and embarrassment.

"What's up? You look like there's something else you want to tell me."

"Miss y/n."

"Stop calling me that, though. I'm only a couple years older than you."

"Y-y/n?" He pauses for a moment to see if he's overstepped. When you continue to look into his chocolate colored pupils, he continues speaking. "I've never done this before."

"Done what?"

He leans over to place the clothes on the end table putting his glasses on top. He stands back to face you, taking your wrist in his hand. His eyes bounce from your eyes to your lips, then back. You can see he's nervous as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

"What do you want to do, Sweet Boy? Do you want to kiss me?"

The nickname and the question causes his eyes to widen, the reddish hue of his ears and cheeks deepen.

"Y-yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, ma'am. I want to kiss you so bad."

"Good boy. Go ahead, kiss me."

He hesitates, standing straight and still, your small wrist still gripped in his hand. He's looking into your eyes as if searching to see if you're serious. After what feels like forever, he tilts his head to the side and leans in, only to pull back. Shifting his head in the opposite direction, he leans in again only to pull away. He continues this for a moment, unsure of how to approach you. This would usually be a huge turn off for you but with him it's different. His uncertainty and timidness seems to just stir you on.

"Kiss me."

Your sudden command startles him slightly and he quickly leans in, placing his mouth against yours, bumping your lip with his teeth. He pulls back quickly as if he were burned. Patiently, you take his hands, placing one on the small of your back and the other at your nape. Taking a step forward, your body now flush to his, you can hear his breath shuttering. His very prominent bulge presses against your stomach as you place one hand on his exposed chest and snake your arm around his neck.

"Don't rush. I'm not going anywhere. Take your time and try again."

Slowly this time, he moves in to softly press his lips to yours before he pulls away, the smooch audible. You gently pull him back, slowly beginning to move your mouth against his, licking and sucking at his lips. When your tongue brushes against his, he whimpers aloud, grasping your shirt into his fist. Pulling back, you look up to check in on him. The dorky Seokjin is barely visible under the haze of lust now surrounding him. He bends down, taking your lips again. Mimicking your actions from before, he licks and sucks at your bottom lip before grazing your tongue with his own. Slightly taken aback by the feeling, you pull back to regain control of this situation. When he releases you, you step back and can feel the coldness of your shirt against your skin, now wet from being pressed against him.

"That was so good, Baby. You did good. Would you like to take the rest of those wet clothes off?"

"Yes, ma'am."

You smile at how quickly he's catching on. Still standing at the entrance of your place, Seokjin begins to toe off his shoes which squish with every movement. Sliding them to the side with his foot, he begins to unbutton his jeans, hands noticeably trembling. You're unsure if he's still cold or if he's nervous so you decide to check in again.

"Are you ok? Do you want to stop?"

"Yes, ma'am. No, ma'am... I'm ok. I don't want to stop, I'm just c-cold."

"Take those off and follow me...let's get you warmed up."

Removing your now moist shirt, you begin walking down the hallway to your bedroom. Seokjin watches as your hips sashay and your ass jiggles with every step you take. He continues to peel the wet jeans from his body. Now, wearing only his boxer briefs, he follows the route he just watched you take. Inside of your bedroom, he finds you already in bed, clothes tossed haphazardly on the floor. He bashfully makes his way to the edge of the bed, awaiting further instruction.

"Aren't those wet, too? Don't you think you should take them off?"

"Are you sure you're ok with this? With me?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Why wouldn't I be? Take them off, Sweet Boy, and come here."

When he pulls them down, you have to hide the shock that overcomes you. His dick looks so thick and heavy. Your heart begins to race in anticipation. Once he's completely naked, you pull the covers back as an invitation for him to climb in. He seems reluctant, trying and failing to cover his manhood behind his hands.

"Seokjin, baby...we don't have to do anything you aren't ready for. I won't be upset and I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

"NO! It's not that. I want this, I want this with you. But, like I mentioned, I've never done this before...I'm a virgin. Shit, you just gave me my first kiss. I'm sorry...I should have told you sooner. I'll just leave. I don't want to embarrass myself and waste your time."

"Awww, Baby. It's ok! I don't care that you're a virgin. I want you to stay but only if you want to stay."

"Yes, ma'am, I do."

"I promise to be patient. I'm not here to judge you. I won't rush you so just take your time. Would you like for me to teach you?"

He nods his head in agreement.

"Have you ever heard of a 'safeword'?"

"Is it a word we would use to indicate that we are uncomfortable with something?"

"That's exactly what it is. If either of us say or do anything that the other doesn't like, we'll use that word. The other has to stop immediately."

"Ok...what should it be? Could we use Adler?"

You laugh out loud at his cuteness. "Ok... that's fine with me, but why did you choose that?"

"I don't know. His theory was the last thing I looked at when I was studying for Professor Yun's test earlier. It's the first thing that popped into my head," he laughs bashfully while still trying to cover his manhood.

"Adler it is. You can lay with me whenever you feel ready."

With that reassurance, he places his trust in you, removes his hands, and climbs into the sheets. Covering your bodies under the plush blanket, you pull him closer to share your body heat. Resting your head on one hand, you caress his smooth skin with the other. His body continues to tremble but not from the cold this time. Your touch is sending electricity through his core leaving his skin slightly clammy and his breathing shallow and quick.

"I've seen the way you stare at me in class. Do you like me, baby?"

His expression looks as if he'd been caught red handed.

"Y-yes, ma'am. Yes, I do."

"Have you thought about being close with me like this? In bed with me? Touching my naked body?"

His breath hitches in his throat before he answers the same as before.

"Y-y...Yes, ma'am."

"Do you ever touch yourself when you think of me? Does the thought of me make you cum, baby?"

You're practically whispering at this point, inches from his ear. Your hand travels down his abs then along his thigh, skipping the tented area where he needs and wants your touch the most. His erection jerks from the excitement, his body spasms, and his shallow breaths now deepen as he whimpers and moans under your touch. You know he's fighting for his life at this moment but you decide to press him for an answer.

"Did you hear my question? Answer me, Seokjin."

Still inaudible minus his tiny whimpers, he nods his head frantically in agreement.

"I can't hear you. Are you not going to answer me? Do you know what happens to bad boys who don't follow directions? They get punished."

He squeezes his eyes shut tightly in anticipation of what you'll do next. As he clenches his teeth, you can see the muscles along his jawline flex.

"Bad boy," you say softly, pulling the blanket off of him to reveal his hardness. His dick is so firm making his skin look extra smooth but painfully red. The precum leaking from his slit indicates he's enjoying this torture. "Show me. Show me how you jerk yourself off when you're in your room thinking about me."

You sit up briefly to grab the almond oil you'd left on your nightstand this morning after moisturizing your legs. Opening the cap, you pour a bit on the head of his dick and watch as it drizzles down his shaft along the contours of his veins.

"Show me, bad boy. Let me see."

His hand tremors as he brings it up to fist himself. Using his thumb, he distributes the oil and precum over his tip before slowly gliding down his rod. He grunts and gasps as his abs contract, lifting his head from the pillow slightly. He moves his fist back up to the top, barely touching himself.

"Look at me, Seokjin."

He opens his eyes, though they are hooded and lazy. Your heart flutters at the sight. He holds eye contact and his plush lips part as his pants, ready to receive his punishment.

"Squeeze tighter. Imagine my tight pussy slowly sliding down your dick. I'm so wet and juicy."

Following your instruction, he applies more pressure. Still looking into your eyes, his brows furrow as if begging for more. He begins to pick up speed as he's almost there.

"Slowly. Rub your thumb over the tip."

And he does, slowly smearing more precum over the head of his penis. You can tell that he's close to the edge. You allow him to stroke himself a few more times before you grab his wrist, stopping him.

"I want you inside of me. I want you begging me to let you cum."

You grab your phone before moving back towards him. Straddling his hips as he looks at you with a dumbfounded expression. You lift up onto your knees and guide him into you.

"Oh, oh, oh, y/n! Oh! OH!"

He is a mess as you slowly lower your soaking wet pussy to sit flush onto his lap.

"What a nice seat. I think I'll sit here for a while. Don't move."

You unlock your device and start to scroll through your Instagram feed as you're perched motionless with his dick buried deep inside of you. He feels so good and it's a challenge for you to remain still, sitting in this dominant role. You look up to see him looking up to you. The slight chuckle that leaves your lips causes your walls to tighten briefly around him. His whimpers cause you clench even more. He hisses and grabs your hips, sinking his nails into your skin. Simultaneously, he pulls you down as he grinds up to burrow deeper into you. You swallow your moan, unwilling to relinquish your newfound power. You lean forward to firmly grab his chin, bringing his eyes up to yours.

"I said...Be. Still," you whisper. You leave him heaving as you continue to scroll on your phone, putting on as if you're not ready to ride him off the cliff of ecstasy. His little pleas making it harder to act.

"Hmmm...Pleeeease! I c-can't. Y-y/n, please. I can't... can't hold it anymore."

"You can't hold it? Do you need to use the word, baby."

His brows are winkling tighter, sweat pecking at his forehead and chest. You adjust yourself, purposely lifting your body only to follow the trail of moisture you've left smeared on his dick to sit back down.

"N-no... I can't. I can't hold it, y/n! A-ADLER!"

"Go ahead, baby. Let it go."

With your permission, he grips you tighter and pounds into you. Seokjin bares and grinds his teeth, his grunts becoming louder with every stroke. He controls himself for as long as he can, lasting for approximately ten seconds before he explodes, painting your walls with his cum. He feels so amazing, you to want to continue to move. His whining grows louder as his sensitivity increases. Stopping for a moment to allow him to catch his breath, you push the hairs stuck to his forehead away and caress his cheek.

"Are you ok, babe?" Your voice sounds so loving, laced with tenderness.

Seokjin opens his eyes to look at you before he replies, "Yes, ma'am. I'm ok...more than ok. That was better than any of my daydreams, better than I could have ever imagined. You feel so good, so warm, so wet. You look so beautiful sitting on me like this. Thank you so much for this experience."

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. You're doing so well."

"But you are too sexy, I couldn't restrain myself. The nickname you called me... the way you spoke to me... your dominance. Whew! But, I came way too fast, I'm so sorry. I wasn't able to pleasure you."

Looking at him, you can see that he's oozing with confidence. Confidence you're sure he's unaware that he carries. You both continue conversing as he softly traces tiny circles on your calves with his fingertips.

"Stop that...you're being too hard on yourself. You did great and this was your first time! You'll get better the more you do it. And you feel amazing, by the way. You just have to learn what to do and gain more experience."

"Ummm... could you help me with that, y/n?"

"Of course, Sweet Boy, I would love to help you with that."

He blushes and chuckles a little with a voice that sounds deeper than you remember. "Really?! Thank you so much, y/n. I never would have imagined I'd be able to be here with you, like this. I'm, literally, the luckiest man alive. Also... I am still inside of you but the way you're looking at me, well, I'm getting hard again. What should I do?"

You can't contain your laugher at his innocence.

"Well, baby, you just came. Now it's my turn."

"Yes ma'am... just tell me what I need to do and I'll do it. Anything you want. I want to learn how to please you."

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[strangesthirdeye]

A Silent Voice (S.Strange x Mute! Female Reader)

Summary: born as a special girl who couldn't speak since birth, Y/n became the talk of the every schools she went because of her lack of speech. And then she intends to do something that is 'good' for her until Stephen came to save her.

As usual, I'm sorry if there are any wrong sentences or typos or grammatical mistakes, please forgive me and again English is not my first language, so I try to improve my language and writing in this way.

Warning: fluff, so many dramatic words, Stephen being a sweetheart, Negative thoughts, negative words, suicide attempt, bullying, angst.

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Born as a special female child where you are unable to make a sound out of your mouth, even if you want to laugh out loud, there is scratchy or no sound that comes out of your throat. As if something is blocking your voice box from making any sound. And this causes you to be bullied and scolded in high school because you are a mute girl.

Mute Girl.

That's what they called you when you were in school. A girl who is unable to make a sound out of her own mouth as if she is being held to not speak in her own body. Other children will see you as a quiet person and often take advantage of your lack of speaking to bully and insult your existence.

This happens all the time you study at that school. Why? Because of your lack of speaking. They will bully you to the point of using abusive words and saying something negative about you. And they know, you won't tell anyone because you yourself can't get your voice out of your own throat even if you use sign language. They don't understand.

And because it happened over time it got worse and worse until you were physical hurts, you were forced to transfer to another school. But, the same thing still happens even if you set foot in a new school.

But thankfully, you have parents who support your disability. It is your parents who often give you encouragement to continue living and always comfort you if you come home with bruises or in a sad state after being bullied. They are the pillars of your life. You will do anything for them.

They are also the ones who are willing to learn sign language in order to communicate with you even if you are not deaf, but there is nothing wrong if they want to learn too, right? Over time, the case of bullying became something that was quite bad for you until your parents decided to homeschool you. They will call teachers from outside to teach you until you can study at the University with the knowledge you have.

But unfortunately. Just when you were 21 years old, both your parents died in a plane crash. And causing you to manage the funeral alone because both of your parents are only children. There is no aunts or uncles or even cousins nor did siblings to help you. You are only child...Grandma and grandpa? sadly they have met their creator.

This also causes you to break down and find it difficult to get a job because of your disability. Although you also use the method of writing what you want to say on the notebook that you always carry. But, sadly they don't want to hire you as an employee.

You are lost. You don't know what to do with your life right now. What's the point of studying if you can't get a job? And from there you start hating yourself. You don't like being a mute person. You don't like being born mute. You want to scream and cry until your throat hurts but you can't get it out of your own throat. You can't ask for help. You hate everything.

You feel that you do not deserve to live in this world. You are just a wasteful human to live in this big world. Oh, it would be nice if you weren't born.

8 years later, right after you were in a state of depression. You begin to see the world in a different light. Kamar Taj. A place where people who are not accepted will be accepted here. A place where all problems will disappear like dust in the wind. A quiet place that removes all negative thoughts from the mind. You still think about the time you set foot here for the first time.

The day on which you should end your life in this world. A few years ago, you were supposed to go home but you were emotionally down, you changed direction to go to a construction site not far from your house and there you planned to end your life by falling from the partially finished building.

You were in a nervous state while on top of the partially finished building looking down. Your brain calculates how long it will take you to the bottom. How fast will you get to the bottom? Is it fast like you are sleeping or slow like you are swimming in the deep ocean? And will you realize that you will fall from the height of the building that almost reached the 13-story building?.

But everything is ignored by you. Besides, you slowly started to release your hand from the safety rail. The strong wind began to blow hard against your neatly tied hair and began to fly until your red ribbon was torn off and flew away into the night sky. Here it is, this way you can be with your family. No one will be able to bully and insult you again. There will be no more life problems that you have to go through. Everything will be peaceful and calm.

Then, in peace you are now. You can hear the voice of your mother and father as if calling you in a soft voice. Convinced you to be with them in their sweet verses. You can feel their touch but you can't hold them. So, what you do is, you immediately let go of your strong hold on the safety rail without a second thought and just want to be with them.

However, everything stopped the moment you felt yourself being pulled from your shirt. And immediately you were pulled hard and thrown backwards and collided with the body of someone who pulled your shirt. You with your struggle slapped the hand of someone who did that aggressively as if you were angry that your plan didn't go smoothly. Whatever you want to do, there must be something stopping you.

You punched and slapped someone's hands hard and with a quick mind you lowered your head and opened your mouth and bitten someone's hand so hard that it caused the owner of the hand to scream with a hoarse voice. Oh, it turns out that the owner of the hand is a man. You didn't know that it was a man pulling your shirt because the pitch black atmosphere made it difficult for you to see so, you thoughtlessly did so.

"Stop! hey! ouch. Don't bite me!" shouted the man while trying to free his hand from biting you.

You then stop. Then released the bite from the man's hand immediately, before with a struggle you push yourself from your current position which is you on top of the man. You then got up but tripped causing you to fall down as soon as you hit some bricks that were there. You quickly moved back while your eyes looked at the man who was still lying down who was also stroking his hand that you had bitten earlier. You then in a state of fear, you reached for some iron bars near you as weapons. Worried if the man is dangerous or a rapist or a serial killer. At least you have a weapon to fight him.

The man started to get up and sat looking around as if he was looking for your whereabouts in the dark night before his ears caught the sound of an iron bar being moved in front of him. Immediately his eyes looked directly at your glance which was 5 centimeters from where he was.

The man tried to approach you by slowly crawling towards you. You who were still stiff in front of him began to hold the iron bar tightly with both hands before swinging the iron bar in the hope that the man would distance himself from you. The man stopped and distanced himself from the swing of the iron bar from you, worried that he would get injured again. The imprint of your teeth still looks perfect in his hands. That's enough to make him wary of you. You seems small but you have a strength that he himself could not expect.

The man held his hands forward. "wow, wow. Stop! What are you doing?! It's dangerous to swing that iron bar. You'll get hurt. So stop swinging that iron bar!"

You who were still in fear stopped as soon as you heard the man's shout. there is also truth in what he said. If you are injured, who will treat you later? Slowly, you lowered the iron bar down but still held the iron bar tightly as a sign of caution.

The man sighed in relief and looked at you. "don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I just want to check if you have any injuries after I pulled you so hard earlier. I'm sorry about that." said the man before slowly crawling towards you.

You who are still cautious let him approach you but your hand still holds the iron bar tightly. As soon as the man was in front of you, he slowly reached both of your hands holding the iron bar. With both of his hands on both of yours, he grabbed your fingers as a sign of releasing the tight grip. You who were finally able to see the man's face began to release your grip. Your eyes looked at the man's face. Sharp cheekbones, pale skin, short black hair and white lines on each side of the head and eyes that you yourself can't be sure what color they are.

The light of the moon shone in his grayish blue eyes. It's like an ocean of night illuminated by the light of the moon which is also decorated with stars in the sky. The spark in his eyes is clearly visible and this can make you mesmerized by the man's face.

Without realizing it, the iron bar in your hand was placed to your side far away from where you were. And now you only have empty hands. The man looked at you with a frown.

"Are you ok? Let me check you, maybe you are injured." said the man in a deep but soft voice as his hand held your palm that had scratches from the rough and sharp iron bar.

You who seemed to be mesmerized immediately snapped out of the trance and looked at the man cautiously. You still think that this man looks handsome but maybe he is dangerous. Maybe he is trying to soften your heart before he does something bad to you.

You flinched. You can feel the pain and soreness that now dominates your palm and it's enough to snap you out of your reverie. All the dreams that play in your mind immediately disappear like dust blown by the wind. With adrenaline still pumping fast in your veins, you started trying to pull your hands from the man's grasp. His grip is not strong but his grip is enough to make you struggle to free yourself.

The man could only hold your hand tightly. As if not wanting to let go of you. Worry if you start doing unexpected things.

You who are able to pull and struggle are only able to do so because you know that you will not be able to ask for help with your disability. But that doesn't mean you can't fight this guy! You are strong ok! If you kicked this man in his private are-

"stop it, missy. I'm not going to do anything to you. I just want to know if you're hurt or not. After all, you should thank me for saving you from trying to jump off this building. Luckily, I'm nearby in this area." explained the man with a tone of disbelief. He really didn't believe in you right after you did 'that' stunt.

And what you did after that he didn't believe it himself. You tried to scream but you couldn't get your voice out and what he saw was that you only opened your mouth with a hoarse voice that sounded like it was stuck.

Your hand was still held without being released by the man. The man frowned strangely at you.

"Hey, what are you trying to do? Are you okay? Do you want me to make an emergency call?" asked the man. He himself does not know what you are doing now.

You shut your mouth. Then looked at the man with an almost nervous face. Worried if this man thought you were crazy, your eyes continued to glaze over with tears and immediately tears began to fall down your cheeks.

The man strangely looked at you with concern. He himself did not know what was happening now. All he knows is that you are now sobbing for no reason. He slowly approached you and held both of your shoulders and hugged you gently trying to persuade you. His hand caressed your back gently. The sound of your cries now only sounds muffled in the man's chest.

"hey, come on. Don't cry.. I won't do anything to you, you know? I'll just save you. Yeah?" said the man in a soft voice trying to persuade you.

After a few moments, you stopped crying and moved your head away from his chest which you yourself just noticed was quite strong.. ohh, handsome and strong.. enough!.

The light of the moon slowly makes it easier for you to see a glimpse of the man in front of you. The man wore a gray T-shirt and a black jacket. The t shirt is a bit tight for him but it fits him, making it easy for you to see his lean and muscular body. He wore black pants and gray and white converse shoes to complete his outfit that night. So, here is the face and glimpse of your savior.

You looked at the man with your red eyes after just a few minutes of crying. Embarrassed, you looked down. Try to avoid eye contact with him. Worry if he sees how you are now. The man slowly grabbed your shoulder and squeezed gently.

The man lifted your chin to look into your eyes. "My name is Doctor Stephen Strange, so you don't have to be afraid because I won't do anything to you, understand? You don't have to be afraid, I just want to check if you're hurt or not."

' Oh, ' your heart whispered as soon as you heard what Stephen said earlier.

He only meant well. You are the only one who thinks negatively and acts recklessly. You looked into Stephen's eyes for a long time. Try to find any negative things that might be hidden just to soften your heart. But, what you see is only positive things and a little worry. You relieve yourself instantly.

Stephen let out a light sigh, then moved his hand to examine your palm which was now covered in scratches from falling and holding the rough and sharp iron bar.

"see, I just want to know if you are injured or not but because of the stunt you did earlier, it has gotten worse. I'm just worried that this wound will get infected." Stephen gently caressed the scratches on your palm.

You flinched again. Finally you know how painful your palms and your elbows are. Your adrenaline has now run out so all the pain can now be felt by you. Just after you could feel how sore your palm was, you tried to pull your hand away but Stephen gripped your hand tightly.

"No, let me see and help you.. please. I know you're scared, so I'm trying to help you.. what you did just now is not what you should have done. Your life is not meant to be taken for granted. You have time to live and you want to leave it like that? Suicide is not the way for you to run away from problems. Even you die, the problems will follow you no matter the time, place or what. You need help.. you need someone.. Let me have this opportunity to help you." Stephen explained in a soft but firm tone. His hands gripped your hands tightly. His eyes looked straight into yours.

It was quiet. Only the sound of the wind blowing on the plastic wrapped around the bricks can be heard. Someone. You need someone to help you. Someone who is willing to help you find the meaning of life. Someone who understands your problems.

After a few moments later, you nodded, letting him help you. Stephen sighed heavily and brought your palm closer to his face, trying to examine the scratches that were quite a lot and some of them were so deep. Stephen then pulled your sleeve aside to check for any other injuries. And apparently there were bruises on your arms too.. probably from Stephen pulling you and possibly your hand hitting the cement floor hard.

Stephen sighed lightly. "I'm sorry if I pulled you hard earlier.. if I hadn't acted quickly.. you would have fallen."

You shook your head, 'it's okay'. Stephen frowned.

"I didn't know you didn't talk much...."said Stephen in a tone trying to raise the cheer up mood from the sad mood.

You could only look at Stephen with a frown. Then, you let go of your hands and made a simple sign for Stephen to understand as if showing your mouth and shaking your head as a sign that you are someone who cannot speak.

Stephen widened his eyes and anxiously he looked elsewhere and avoided eye contact with you. Shame because he didn't know that you were a mute from the beginning. All the signs were shown in front of his eyes, but he himself did not see them.

"Oh! I'm sorry.. I didn't notice you.. mute.. " Stephen looked down in shame. He should be able to tell you're a mute by the way you try to scream. Oh, how stupid he is.

You looked at Stephen for a long time. You are stunned. Don't know what to do. This was the first time you heard someone apologize and not scold you for being mute. All this time, they just mocked and ignored you and even bullied you no matter where you were. This is the first time you've heard words other than profanity.

You nodded, a sign that you accepted the forgiveness. Stephen breathed a sigh of relief. Then, Stephen gently reached your hands again.

Stephen then stroked your arm with his thumb. "I think, I can help you take care of this at my place.. it's not far from here.. I just grabbed my sling ring and opened the porta-" Stephen stopped. Should he tell you that he is a sorcerer.. You must think it's a joke. Worry about your fear when he summons a portal out of nowhere. Stephen shook his head.

"I should have told you that I have magic, so you might feel scared when I use one of my magic to open the portal.. feel free to runaway" Stephen said looking at your face with a worried frown.

You frowned, confused. Magic? Is this a joke? seriously magic? He thinks you'll believe what he says? there is no magic in this world. It's impossible if he has magic. It is not possible for a magician to claim that he has magic or not.

You looked at Stephen for a long time. Try to find any indication that what he said was not a joke or yes. But, there is no indication that he is a fraud. This makes you hesitate a bit to believe it. Maybe he is good at hiding all his deceptions. We do not know if what we see is true or not. What we want is that things will be true if we see what is in front of our eyes.

Without realizing that you looked at Stephen for a long time, this made Stephen feel uncomfortable under your gaze. Round eyes as if trying to see everything inside his body. Stephen hesitantly snapped his fingers in front of your eyes, trying to snap out of your daydreams. With a jerk, you snapped back to reality and looked at Stephen before shyly looking down. Maybe embarrassed that you were caught daydreaming in front of him.

"like I said, I don't plan to scare you so I have to open the portal if that's what you want to call.. So feel free to run away. I won't chase you." said Stephen carefully and in a low tone trying not to scare you .

He understands that not everyone in this world believes in magic or the supernatural. Some will believe with what is in front of their eyes but others will reject with what is in front of their eyes as well. So that was not a new thing that Stephen had been through. Everyone has their own choice. It's just whether to believe or not.

Slowly, you looked at Stephen hesitantly. Thinking about whether or not to follow him. The feeling of fear is still hovering inside you as well as the feeling of wanting help. You really need help but you still have trust issues in yourself. At first you didn't dare to ask for help because you don't want the same thing to happen again. But, seeing the look Stephen gave you, for some reason you suddenly felt that you could trust him. In his eyes, that's enough to make you calm and trust him. His sincere and helpful look is shown to you and it is enough to make you accept help from him.

With an open heart, you nodded as if you would follow him and not run away. Stephen looked into your eyes with a feeling that he himself could not describe. A rather warm and relieved feeling suddenly took over him. It's as if he was captivated by your shy personality. The feel of your hands in his is enough to make him speechless. Even if your hands has scratches or wounds, he can still feel your smooth and soft skin in his palm.

But, what he doesn't know is that you also have the same feelings. Stephen returned to reality. Looking at you one last time before he nodded and let go of your hands. Immediately the warm touch that he started to like disappeared as soon as their hands were released. You sighed heavily. A sign as if you don't like the touch is over. You want to hold his warm hand again. You want to feel all the veins and skin in his big hands.

By putting his hand in his pants pocket, Stephen took out a ring from his pocket. You frowned, confused.

'uh, a ring? does he want to propose? I don't even know him yet and he wants to propose me or what? ' you thought jokingly.

Stephen looked at the ring on his palm and looked at you. The strange ring with two holes and colored bronze in Stephen's hand was shown to your face.

"This is the Sling Ring. This is what allows me to open the portal so you don't have to walk far to go anywhere." Stephen explained to you who was still frowning.

'sling ling? Slingy? ' you thought confusedly.

You tilted your head slightly to the side as 'how'. Stephen quickly understood your body movements and started to insert his fingers into the ring then he turned his back to you. The hand with the ring is pointed forward while the other hand is turned clockwise.

You confusedly saw what Stephen was doing and widened your eyes when you saw a spark that came out of nowhere in front of you. Your mouth dropped open as you saw the sparks getting bigger and bigger and more and more making them form a circle. What makes you stunned is that behind the spark is a grand staircase

made of teak wood leading to the upper floor. The gleaming wooden floor must be waxed every week and what amazes you is a large round window that forms a symbol.

After the spark was big enough, Stephen stopped moving his hands and looked at the stunned you. The open mouth and round eyes are enough to make him know that you are stunned by what you just witnessed. It's not always that people like you have seen things like this. So, Stephen understood their reaction because he himself was the same at the first time.

Stephen then extended his hand towards you as if he wanted you to take his hand. You who were in a dazed state then noticed Stephen's hand in front of you. You looked at his hand hesitantly then slowly you took Stephen's hand. His hand that felt rough and large was held tightly by you as soon as Stephen stepped into the realm of sparks called the portal. If that's what you want to call it.

As soon as you enter the portal, you look around the new place with wide eyes. A big place like a museum becomes an attraction for you when antiques and strange things are placed there and become a focal point that makes you not run away from looking at it. The shiny wooden floor as well as the big staircase in the middle of the place become a highlight of this museum-like place.

You looked at Stephen. 'but, where am I now? ' whisper your heart. You then squeezed Stephen's hand that was holding yours. Immediately, Stephen who still didn't notice his hand holding you jerked and looked at you with slightly widened eyes.

Stephen then looked at his hand that was still holding yours. Without thinking, he let go of his hand. Your hand that Stephen was holding quickly fell to the side. You don't know why for you that act makes you unhappy. Is it because you can't feel his rough and warm hands that are quite comfortable for you? or do you just want to hold his hand which is a bit bigger than you? I don't know. But, that makes you uncomfortable and luckily you are good at hiding your feelings.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice that I was still holding your hand. I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable" Stephen lowered his head a little while stroking the back of his neck. You made a 'sorry' sign to Stephen by swinging your right hand in the air.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice that I was still holding your hand. I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable" Stephen lowered his head a little while stroking the back of his neck. You make a sign as if 'it's okay' with your thumb and index finger on your dominant hand meeting, making a circle, while the remaining fingers point up slightly separated. Stephen nodded in understanding. You then looked at Stephen while waving your hand in the air as if to show the surrounding area and shook your head to the side in confusion. Stephen was stunned trying to understand what you meant. Understandably, he doesn't really know sign language or what signs are easy to understand. Even if you try to make something easy to understand, he still can't catch what it means.

"sorry, I don't know what you mean.. do you want me to get paper and a pen to write down what you want to ask? I can get it for you" said Stephen getting ready to go up the stairs.

You shake your head. Then you quickly took out your phone from the pocket of the hoodie you were wearing. You open the note application and start typing. As soon as you finished, you turned your phone to Stephen.

Stephen tilted his head slightly to look at the phone screen in your hand. although he is tall and you are shorter than him so the difference is quite noticeable so he had to reduce his height for you by bending his legs a little. One more thing, your arms are not very long so that's why Stephen needs to bow down a bit.

' what place is this? '

Stephen looked at your face and at the same time you looked at Stephen's face. Slowly, you lowered your hand holding the phone to the side. You each looked at each other's faces for a moment before you both snapped out of your reverie when a flash of red appeared in front of you both making you both startled.

Stephen massaged his chest slowly trying to calm his fast heartbeat. You stepped back with a shocked face as soon as your eyes caught that red flash. A bright red cloak floated in front of Stephen while swinging its cloth in front of Stephen as if angry with Stephen. The shocked looking Stephen looked at his faithful cloak with a frown.

"Levi, yes I know, I didn't want to leave you in the washing machine on purpose. I thought Wong would take you and dry you but I didn't know that Wong had a job at the Hong Kong Sanctum. I'm sorry" said Stephen as he swung his hand to hold his faithful cloak.

Levi stopped what he was doing. Then he quickly slapped Stephen's left hand with his wet cloth. Stephen jerked and pulled his hand painfully and stroked his hand with his right hand. Stephen winced in pain as he rubbed his damp left hand with his right hand.

"What's that for?! Why did you hit me? I said sorry earlier, right?" Stephen said, looking at Levi with a disgruntled and confused expression.

Levi just floated in front of Stephen and then with a twist that caused a splash of water to hit Stephen's face, Levi began to notice your presence.

You who witnessed the interaction between the master and his cloth looked at Levi with a surprised and scared plus curious expression on your face. All the questions start to appear in your mind. How can it float? is it alive what is this thing?. You started getting closer to Levi trying to see the material of the cloth that for Levi was his body.

Although Levi's body is a bit wet and damp, but you can see that the fabric is smooth and rough to hold, in fact it is quite strong. The dark red color that looks like black because it is damp looks a bit faded but it can appear to be red. Maybe it is used regularly and durable.

You extended your right hand towards Levi. Try to touch it. Levi who was floating in front of you started to move closer to your hand. Levi nuzzled into your hand like a spoiled cat with its master. You smiled as you stroked Levi's damp fabric. Stephen who witnessed the act was stunned and silent. He doesn't expect you to like Levi and is not afraid of him at all. In fact, he didn't expect you to treat Levi like a cat. He also did not expect Levi to accept new people to spoil. Levi is difficult and picky so Stephen doesn't expect that Levi can warm up with you quickly.

Stephen cleared his throat. Immediately you and Levi jerked and looked at Stephen at the same time.

"um.. that's The Cloak of Levitation. Just call him Levi. I didn't even expect that he could warm up to you so quickly. So far he's never done that and will only be with me. He's the type that chooses people because I didn't expect that he warmed up to you." Stephen explained as he walked over to you and Levi.

Levi looked at you and you looked at Stephen and nodded in understanding.

" and to answer your question. We are now in New York Sanctum. Greenwich Village if you want to be more specific. " Stephen continued.

You looked at Stephen for a long time in disbelief. Greenwich Village and your house are nowhere near. Far from your home but yet you are here. In New York.

You started typing quickly on your phone before turning the phone screen to Stephen. Stephen started reading what you typed.

' No way we're in Greenwich Village. It's far from my house! how am I going to get home later?'

Stephen was silent. Ok, he doesn't know that your house is far from here, but he just wants to help you. Stephen sighed heavily.

"don't worry, I can open a portal like before to your house after I help clean the injuries on both your hands and arms. After that you can give me your home address and you can go back home. How about that? Miss-"

You typed your name and showed it to Stephen.

"Y/n L/n..." Stephen said softly.

You nodded.

"Alright, let's go to the kitchen. I think there's a first aid kit in the kitchen cabinet so let's go there" Stephen said then turned and started walking down the hallway towards the kitchen.

You looked at Levi hesitantly. Levi just lifted his cloth as a 'shrug' sign. You blinked and without being told, you started to follow Stephen from behind.

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"just a little bit, don't move" Stephen said while rubbing the white cotton that had been coated with antiseptic on the wound on your palm.

You flinched in pain. Eyes twitched a little holding back the pain in the palm. Stephen stopped for a moment when he saw your pained reaction before going back to rubbing the cotton again.

After a few minutes of treating and applying a plaster to your wound, Stephen then threw the cotton in the trash and walked to the freezer to get an ice cube. Then, he took a cloth and covered the ice with the cloth before wrapping it tightly so that it would not fall. After that, the cloth with ice was brought by Stephen to give to you. Stephen handed you the cloth. You took it and jerked at the coldness of the cloth before it was brought to the bruise on your arm.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was quiet. Only the noise of car and motorcycle engines could be heard in the wilds of Sanctum. Stephen just looked at you. His eyes focused on your sweet face. The face that will always be in his mind. Your soft smooth skin, as well as your eyes that light up as soon as he opens the portal to the Sanctum and your suspicious reaction which for him is quite.. cute. Where your forehead is wrinkled and your mouth is open because you are speechless.

For him it's quite.. beautiful. But, he was a little sad the moment he saw you on top of the half-finished building. He knows you have personal problems but suicide is not the way to go. You need help and that help is Stephen.

Stephen broke the silence by asking you a question.

"Why are you on top of that half-finished building at night like this?"

You stop what you are doing now. Embarrassed, you looked at Stephen with a sad face before you reached for your phone that was placed next to you and started typing.

'you do not need to know. It has nothing to do with you. That's my problem so you don't need to know'

"but, if you were on the top of that building to commit suicide, don't you think your dead body will be a matter for other people? They must want to know how you could die, want to know what problems you are facing plus want to know what you did alone on top of the half-finished building. So I ask you again, what did you do to be on top of that building?" Asked Stephen then sit in front of you.

You looked down sadly. But, your fingers quickly typed on the phone before showing it to Stephen.

'I'm tired of being scolded by others because of my disability. Just because I can't speak I'm treated badly by them. From childhood to adulthood I was treated like that. I thought, after studying and working.. that matter is over. But unfortunately it will not end. Their treatment of me is the same. I find it hard to get a job, not to mention my budget is getting less and less.. I sometimes think.. why does the world hate me? Why was I born with this? There is a level where I can't bear to face all this. So I thought, if I'm not in this world, all this must not happen to me again... No one can help me..'

Stephen was silent for a moment, his eyes still focused on the phone screen. But, his thoughts were snapped the moment he heard the sniffles from you. His eyes then looked at your face which was red and your cheeks were wet with tears.

Stephen then grabbed your hand that was holding the phone. He gently took your hand and took your phone from your hand. The phone was placed next to you again and Stephen slowly hugged your body gently. Stephen rested his chin on your head as his hands stroked your back and hair softly and slowly.

"it's okay.. don't cry.. You're not wrong but what you did earlier was wrong. You should ignore what they say. I'm here.. I can help you.. please.. let me help you. Your life is not your own. Keeps your hands off it. You don't have to worry about work anymore.. I can help you." Stephen said softly.

You sobbed into his chest before nodding your head allowing him to help you. This is what you wanted all along. Help. The help you should have gotten in the first place. People who understand your true situation and who don't complain. Sincere help from the heart.

"Y/n?"

You opened your eyes that had been closed for a long time but narrowed your eyelids due to the light of the midday sun. As soon as your eyes were adjusted by blinking a few times to be able to see clearly, you turned your body slightly backwards to see who was calling you.

"Honey, there you are. I've been looking for you in the library but you weren't there so I came here because I know you might be here." said Stephen with a tired voice, his hands seemed to be holding a small body wrapped in a blue cloth on his chest. Stephen approached you and sat next to you.

You then started signing to Stephen.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you that I was teaching a class earlier and meditation for a while. I shouldn't have left you alone with Victor. Sorry"

You then took your one and a half year old son from Stephen's arms. Victor Strange. You and Stephen's only son. His eyes follow his father while his hair follows you. A healthy and strong baby is born and raised by you both. Victor who was still sleeping then whimpered when his sleep was interrupted by you taking Victor from Stephen's arms. You patted Victor's side gently trying to calm him down so he would go back to sleep.

Stephen shook his head slightly. "don't worry, Victor has been sleeping for a long time now so it's not a problem and you have class which is I understand because I also have my own work. So you don't have to worry. We are both always busy. And seeing that you are stressed I understand that you need time to de-stress so I don't want to disturb you but because I'm bored and want to get out of Sanctum and I don't want to leave Victor alone, so I'll go find you."

You nodded and looked at Victor who was still sleeping. Stephen who was looking at you could sense that something was playing in your mind. Something that makes you distracted by your surroundings.

"Are you okay?" Stephen asked in a worried tone and looked at you with concern.

You looked at your husband with an uncertain expression. You are afraid to say the truth that the feeling of fear and insecurity is still in you because of what happened before you were in the Taj Room. You know it was a long time ago, but old wounds can still open if something triggers that feeling of fear and insecurity.

You don't want to worry about Stephen because you know he deals a lot with other things so you don't want to add more problems to him. Enough with the problems happening in this mystic world that Stephen has to deal with, let alone deal with your personal problems.

"yeah, I'm fine. I'm just tired from the class before" you sign to your husband with simple sign language.

Stephen looked at you for a long time. "You know what's going on with your mind, you can just tell me right?"

You nodded slowly. There is no other way to avoid telling the truth to Stephen. So you just give up.

"I just remember the first day we met.. You know 'that day' right?"you sign

Stephen nodded and moved closer to you and placed his hands all over your body. He hugged you gently.

"yes, I remember. You don't have to think about that anymore. Everything is ok now. I'm with you, Victor is with you. You don't have to worry about all those things anymore because we'll always be with you." Stephen whispered softly in your ear. His right hand caressed your head while his left hand caressed Victor's body.

You nodded your head slowly. Without realizing that your eyes are filled with tears. You were touched by what Stephen said earlier. Yes, it's true that you don't have to worry about that anymore. You don't have to think about negative things anymore because you have two people you love and are always with you no matter where you are. Old things are left to be old things. Now you need to focus on new things.

#benedict cumberbatch x reader #benedict cumberbatch #doctor stephen strange #doctor strange x female reader #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange 2016 #marvel mcu #dr stephen strange x reader #stephen strange x reader

[imsailorpluto]

True Beauty: Kang Sujin character reconstruction

They did out bestie so dirty in this drama, it's time to clean up writer's mess. I don't think Sujin ever deserved such overkill. Turning her into a villain way after the opportunity window closed was so pathetic. Massacring this heroine in such a cliché way calls for serious damage repair, so let's goooo.

Disclaimer: I'm not a writer and this is my first fic ever. English is not my first language, sorry for eventual mistakes. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.♡ the story sounds better in my head but what can we do Thanks @youlookprettywithoutmakeup for sending in a request for Seojun x Sujin content. Also a big thank you to the gifmakers who blessed us all with this inspirational seojun x sujin perfection!

TW: angst, losing friends, mentions of bullying, verbal violence and family abuse

Seojun x Sujin angst

After Sujin moved to the States, the real truth behind that bullying video came out. It was never Sujin's doing, but she left all her friends believe what they wanted. Her life was pretty much crumbling down from the abuse back home and her parents' divorce lawsuit. It felt like the whole world turned its back on her. The final blow was when Seojun accused her of posting that bullying video of Jukyung. Then Jukyung facing her about it, too. Being the only one who's always had her friends' backs, she was hurting more than ever.

- Fine, Seojun, let it be me. Does it even matter? I'm the bad guy. Nobody trusts me. Not even you. I could bend over backwards defending myself for something I never did and it won't change a single thing.

- Something you never did? Get over yourself, Sujin. I know how you feel about Suho.

- Wait, do you seriously think I'd do something as disgusting as that because of a guy?

Seojun smirked hearing those words, shaking his head in disbelief.

- And since when do you think I have feelings for Suho??? Don't you know me?

- Obviously I don't.

They stood there, staring at each other in silence. Sujin's heart was breaking into a million pieces, but she wasn't showing any emotion. Seojun was cruel, even if he didn't mean to be this way. His constant hot and cold behavior towards Sujin confused her, but after he started showing interest in Jukyung, she gave up on him.

-Sujin, I went to Yongpa High, none of those girls knew a thing about the video.

- Wow, congrats! You must be proud of yourself. Trusting Jukyung's bullies... Seriously?! Like you don't know their queen bully is into you.

- Just like you're into Suho. I saw you two hugging.

- You saw that?!

- Yes! I did!

- Then you saw me crying like an idiot too. Great.

- Wait... What?

- I quit the music academy, okay?

- Are you crazy? Why would you do that?

Seojun stood there, his eyes wide in confusion. He couldn't believe his ears. How could she not tell him any of this sooner? After all they've been through. After all those moments she helped him get over their friend's death. Weren't they close enough now, why wouldn't she confide in him?

- You don't know everything, so don't act so smart. Besides, Suho isn't even my type, you pabo. He just saw me crying at the staircase.

- Then explain one thing.

All she could think about was how did she end up in this mess. Now all of a sudden he wants to talk to her? And he's acting all innocent about it.

- I have nothing to say to you, Seojun. Even your lousy accusations can't touch me. If anyone ever did anything bad then it's you chasing a taken girl.

- I wasn-

- Let me know when you stop projecting your problems on others.

- No, you got it all wrong, I don't have feelings for Ju-

- Stop it. I'm tired of this. I don't even care anymore.

He looked at her in silence, heart hurting as well. He couldn't admit his feelings to her like this, not now. He knew he did so many stupid things to catch her attention, but he didn't think it would backfire like this. He also knew something wrong was going on, but her stare was hurting him. He couldn't read her face at all. She looked cold. Serious. He felt like her eyes were literally piercing him.

- I did it. Okay, Seojun? I did all of it. Go spread the word. Oh wait, you did that already.

Frustrated and disappointed, she confirmed the rumors. She didn't want to fight back anymore. It was the first time in her life she considered giving up for a change. Like it mattered, she'd be moving to the States soon. She has already lost everything and everybody she hold dear. This was the last time two of them talked before she left Seoul.

She never told Seojun about her father beating her, she was ashamed of that. She also never told him her father was against her attending the music academy, she was scared that if she ever started talking about it she'd end up telling him everything. Suho was the only one who knew about her family situation, but only because he saw her bruises one time and asked her about it. He promised to keep her secret and she never confined in him again after that. All three of them have been friends since early childhood and she didn't want to do something that might push either of them away.

Sujin was always an artistic soul. She was great at pretty much everything once she set her mind to it. Her singing skills were always advanced, even before she started classes at the music academy. She outperformed almost all of her seniors. No matter the talent, she had to quit singing. Father's orders.

"Singing won't get you to medical school, you're only worth as much as your grades, don't show up home until you come to your senses and quit that idiotic nonsense of yours."

So she quit at the time only to save herself from unnecessary pain. She was done with covering her face full of makeup for school and popping painkillers like candy. It was much easier to quit, at least until her mom got them both out of that mess finally.

Her mom managed to get a divorce eventually. She swore she'd take care of her daughter properly this time, so winning the lawsuit against Sujin's father played a crucial role this time. And she won, which left her with their huge family mansion worth billions of dollars. Sujin's father got a restraining order from court, and after the lawsuit they never heard from him again. Her mom sold everything and they both moved to the States, where Sujin enrolled in music academy once more. Their life was pretty much comfortable, but they've always stayed humble.

Sujin knew she had to go back to visit her friends at Seoul at some point, especially since she was getting so many texts and calls from her two ex besties ever since she left. News on what actually happened and who was behind the video incident spread like fire and cleared all guilt off Sujin. Yet she couldn't get over the fact that all of her friends judged her so quickly. Sooah disappointed her a lot, she never backed her up, not even once. While Jukyung surprised her more than anyone. She was the only one who never believed Sujin did anything wrong, not even when Sujin directly told her it is her doing.

Even though she wanted to spend hours on the phone with Jukyung, and let her know about everything what happened, cutting everyone off seemed rational for the time being. Everything was still too painful for her and she needed more time to heal from the chaos. Falling into unhealthy patterns was no longer an option. Sujin's habits have changed drastically ever since she moved to the States. Volunteering as a math tutor and martial arts teacher was all she did when she wasn't studying. Her taekwondo classes took place in the early mornings, and math classes in the evenings. Slowly, it got her thoughts back in order.

It wasn't until Seojun texted her a whole month after moving that she felt that pit in her stomach again.

Seojun: I'm sorryx Sujong I shoudlvew known

- What's with this pabo? Ah, he's drunk again.

Sujin: Hey Seojun, I hope you're good. I know you've sent me that txt accidentally. Stay well and take care. Don't drink and ride that Ninja of yours, ok?

A few days passed until he finally responded back.

Seojun: Where r u, I need 2cu. Sujin: I'm out of the country, actually. Let's catch up over a video call one of these days, ok? Seojun: Naah, txt me whn u get back :P

She wanted nothing more than to talk to him, to hear his voice. She needed him to be there for her, just like she used to be there for him long ago. If going back there was ever an option, she needed to get better fist, on her own. Thoughts of being back in the city where it all went downhill made her extremely uncomfortable. Besides, her feelings for Seojun confused her, it was too much all at once. This time, she decided to let him go for good. Maybe next time their paths cross, things turn out different.

#true beauty #kdrama #seojun x sujin #true beauty seojun #han seojun #kang sujin #jujin #kdrama fanfic #true beauty x reader #true beauty fanfic #true beauty imagine #hanseojunxkangsujin #true beauty angst #omo i don't know tagging this thing like is this enough? xD #imsailorpluto

[saskiahaggens]

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Masterlist

Paring: Chishiya x Reader

Warnings:

spoilers of episode 2

Word count: 1925

When you met him, it was a warm summer day. A gentle wind helped to cool everyone off, and your friends encouraged you to hang out later that day. What you didn't know was that you were going to cancel later that day.

You were leaving school and passed by a small alleyway when you heard whimpering. You were frightened at the time, but you chose to look regardless. Your panic vanished as you recognized it as a boy's uniform from your school.

His face was bruised, and judging by his cowering posture, he was clearly in a lot of pain. He winced as he heard your footsteps. His eyes were closed, and you could sense him shiver.

"It's OK. I will not harm you. Hey, my name is Y/n."

He must have been expecting someone else since he looked up with hesitation. That was putting it mildly, because his left eye was so swollen that he couldn't see through it.

"N-niragi"

You smiled at him, attempting to comfort him, and he swore he felt his heart skip a beat.

"Who did this, Niragi?" you questioned, softly taking his slightly bloodied hand in yours.

Instead, he shook his head and attempted to stand up. He was ashamed of himself for laying in this alley. It was pathetic. Really. You, on the other hand, didn't mind. You supported him in standing up and held his arm to keep him steady.

"How about you come with me? I live nearby. You may rest till you feel better," you offered, still smiling through it all.

"No, I'm alright."

"You're not. Look at you. I want to help you. Nobody deserves that kind of brutality."

He attempted to object, but on the inside he was delighted that you did not listen. You rescued him. No one had ever done this before. His teachers blamed him for being bullied. He should stand up and fight back. You stood out. You didn't expect him to put up a fight. You wanted him to feel good, needed, and protected. It was fate that drew you here on this day, at that moment. He fell for you that day... and he fell hard.

He was very kind, in your perspective. He was always worried about your health and mood, In a nice way.  You made him feel appreciated, and he wanted you to feel the same way.

When you had a date, he would help you with your homework or prepare dinner. 

In June, you asked him out. You asked him out, but he was the one who said, 'I love you,' first. He said it almost a year later, in April. While having a picnic, you watched the cherry blossoms fall. To be honest, it was cliche and cheesy, and if you brought it up now, he would deny it since he had changed.

You couldn't understand what happened. It began slowly. He began wearing contact lenses, instead of his cute glasses, and when you eventually moved in together after graduation, he showed up one day with a nose piercing. Instead of his adorable glasses, he started wearing contact lenses, and when you finally moved in together after graduation, he showed up one day with a nose piercing. A few weeks later, he got his brow pierced. His appearance changed drastically, yet it was all his choice. Still, a heads-up would have been nice.

You weren't sure why he was getting into fights again. After he graduated, the bullying ended, and he was able to live in peace. He denied having a bloodied and swollen face when you questioned him why. You weren't even permitted to help him with treating it. Every time he came home wounded, he went directly into the bathroom and left the house an hour later. You followed him one day because you were afraid he might be hurt even more. He went to a pub and drank a little, most likely to reduce the pain. The next day, he'd pretend as if nothing had happened and go to work as normal. He'd deny anything happened, and you didn't want him to become angry, so you let it go. You hoped he would let you know when he was ready… You were wrong.

Some days, he just disappeared, leaving no trace of where he had go or when he would return.  You suspected him of cheating once, but you immediately forgot about it.  His appearance had altered, but he was still the lovable Niragi you'd met in that alleyway years before.

He began to speak to you less and less. Sometimes he didn't speak to you at all; he went before you woke up and came back when you were asleep. His messy side of the bed, which was still warm and smelt like him, was the only sign that he was even there. It made everything hurt even more.

You wanted for this relationship to work. You still loved him and were concerned that he had lost interest in you. Just because he would never cheat on you does not mean he can't stop loving you. Your heart had been taken by this man. Years ago, he ripped it out of your chest and kept it. He seemed to have forgotten about this now.

You'd had enough of this bullshit after two more years. There were days when he behaved normally, and then there were days when he was angry at you for no apparent reason, or when you didn't see him at all. Every time you brought it up, he became enraged, and even though you still didn't want to end the relationship, it felt like the only thing you could do.

You tried to listen. You tried to be there for him. You really did. It just didn't work, and your relationship most likely didn't either.

You need to think about everything away from him, therefore the invitation you received from a high school friend was ideal.

They lived in a small town near Tokyo, so it wouldn't be too far away, but it would work just fine. Niragi didn't care when you told him, but you weren't surprised at this point. Even though you knew this relationship stopped working a while ago, it was still hard to make this decision. It wouldn't be worth your time to attempt to repair this broken relationship. You really wanted to break up with him, but then something very unlikely happened.

Some would call it fate; others would call it something worse than a nightmare; but it wasn't either for you. A meteor landed in Tokyo, specifically in Shibuya.

After hearing the news, you were concerned and called Niragi. Of course, he didn't answer the phone. He has no reason to. Perhaps he wasn't even injured and simply didn't pick up. It wasn't unlikely for him at this point.

Even if you wanted to end the relationship, you still cared about him. So you went back home earlier than anticipated, searching first your apartment, then his favorite spots, and then—after your worst fears came true—you checked every hospital near the scene of the accident.

Finally, when you asked for your boyfriend of so many years and room number, one receptionist nodded. As fast as you could, you made your way to his room. Because of the large number of injured people, this hospital, like all the others, were overflowing.

You ran into yet another while attempting to dodge the people who didn't watch where they were going. He smiled sheepishly as he pulled you out of his chest. You were greeted by a short man. His hair was colored white, but the natural color was already peeking through. He was just leaving Niragis' room, but based on his attire, he was also a patient.

"I apologize. I attempted to avoid-" You attempted to justify your carelessness, but the person who had almost run into you had vanished.

"Yeah, whatever. You must be Y/n. Niragi wasn't lying when he bragged about you," he said, rolling his eyes at the memory.

"What did he do? You must have misunderstood him. But, anyway, I am Y/n. You are?"

"Chishiya. Now I have to keep going. Niragi is alone right now, but keep it together. When I return, I want a child-safe zone," he snickered as he walked away.

Strange guy. You dismissed the topic and reached for the handle. Should you knock on the door? On the other hand, what could he possibly be up to? You still knocked before gently opening the door.

The nurses had already informed you about his situation, but you ignored them. He was still alive, and that was all that counted for now.

"Suguru," you whispered when you sat down on his bed, examining his injuries.

"God, you are so pretty, N/n."

Before the accident, he had never said anything like this. This was very out of style for him. Not to add that he hadn't called you N/n in a long time.

"I apologize for what I did, N/n. I haven't told you in months, but I love you. It's fine if you want to end our relationship with me; I treated you like crap and I don't deserve better. So now I look like the terrible guy I am."

"Do not say anything like that. It seems that your near-death experience changed you. I truly wanted to end things with you. But I haven't heard you talk to me like this in a long time. What do you think? Do you deserve another chance?"

"No," he said firmly. "Obviously I don't, but I would love another chance. I had nearly forgotten how much you meant to me. I'm sorry it took all of this for me to realize that you are the only thing worth living for. All I want now is for you to be happy. And maybe you could be happy with me."

"What even happened?" you asked.

"I got in touch with the wrong people. I wanted to keep you safe. I should've told you, but I was frightened you'd leave me. You deserve so much more than me," he said as he closed his eyes. "You should definitely break up with me, but let me say it one more time. Y/n, I love you. I love you so much. You made me feel valued when I felt like no one cared."

You would never have imagined Niragi would say something like this.

"I'd want to try again. But. We can't just pretend nothing happened. We must begin from the start."

"I know. I know. However, you are worth it. You are worth every second of my time. If you ever want something, don't hold back and tell me. I might not be able to give you everything, but I will try."

You'd gotten him back. You'd gotten your old Niragi back.

"How about a kiss? It's all I need for now."

Because of the fire, his lips weren't as soft as they used to be, but I t was good to be this close to him again. Feeling his breath on your face, his heart racing as you got closer. It was as if you were a teenager again.

"Disgusting," was murmured, but both you and Niragi most definitely heard it.

"Fuck you, cat boy. You are just jealous."

"Jap. But if you ever leave her, Niragi, she will be mine," He was kidding, but Niragi most likely missed it.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to ditch her again."

#imagine #alice in borderland #reader insert #aib niragi #niragi imagine #niragi suguru #niragi x reader #niragi alice in borderland #niragi fluff #niragi x y/n #aib chishiya #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya imagines #season 2

[opinated-user]

(Cw: Grooming and CSA)

I think the hardest part about learming about LO is that she was a figure I have known about since I was ten. I was invested in MLP since I was six, and was an undiagnosed autistic AFAB person who didn't have a lot of friends. MLP was my life, it was the shining beacon of joy that got me through being bullied. I wanted to consume every aspect of it, and was drawn to analysis because I was a pretentious little goober who wrote book reports for fun. The MLP Analysis community were people I looked up too, because they were adults, and I was taught to respect and listen to adults. So when that inevitably led to me being groomed, I didn't know how to handle anything. I didn't know the word for what happened, I didn't know how to express it.

And then, to see a figure that had been somewhat mocked by this community, stand up and put a name to what I went through... I fell right back into that phase of idolation. I didn't know how to process what was done to me then, but in that moment it felt so vindicating to hear someone loudly wish death on the kind of people who had shattered my entire life. Like I was actually worth fighting for.

And then to find out that person was glorifying and actively carrying out that same behavior. I feel stupid for ever even trying to convince myself that all these allegations were all just lies.

You'd think that someone would learn to spot it the second time.

hey, anon. you're never stupid for wanting to have faith in people. many times they're actually good. many people would fight for you and any other who went through the same as you, because people like you are worth it and don't deserve the silence. i'm so sorry you were hurt like that, i'm sorry that nobody was there to tell you how that wasn't okay and it made LO's word all the more attractive for you. none of that was okay. nobody should have to feel that alone and confused. it's not your fault and it will never be that LO took advantage of that. you were hurt and thought you found a place where you could be validated. there's nothing wrong with any of that, it's only human.

if anything, i just want to thank you, anon, because you did listen and didn't cling to whatever image LO had built up in front of you. i'm sure it wasn't easy, that it was painful on it's own way, but you did it and that speaks volumes of the kind of person you're. it's hard for me to read people trying to defend LO even as she says the most unhinged things i have read, but people like you make it worth it. because that means this is not pointless, that other people can get away from her and won't be hurt by her again. messages like yours are the ones that keep me going here. i hope that means something for you.

#lily orchard