#I’ve never written smth like this in my life and it shows
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Pac wasn’t one to sleep much, he usually he had things to distract him back on Quesadilla Island that would help work him to exhaustion or ease his brain into rest. Factories and experiments that got his brain working into the long hours of the night, or until Fit would force him to sleep.
In purgatory, his insomnia seemed to worsen and it wasn’t uncommon for him to go on late-night walks or do some grinding for the team while they slept. He was able to fill his time fruitfully and make sure that the rest of the team got the rest they deserved. They all pushed themselves to the limit and many of his teammates would end their days by collapsing into the nearest bed or sleeping bag.
The night after the event was different. His thoughts kept him up but the usual mining or farming couldn't distract him enough. Death and destruction filled his mind and consumed his thoughts. Every time he closed his eyes, he would see a teammate die and respawn just to run to their death again. Over and over again, the bodies of those he cared about were slain and strewn across the ground from both sides. He couldn't stop repaying the sights and sounds of people dying and fighting in a war they were forced into. The stench of blood seemed to be burned into his mind and he could still taste its coppery flavor every time he swallowed.
The worst was seeing how Fit looked comfortable on the battlefield, the way he seamlessly cut down the people they used to regard as friends. The way he fell into battle like it was second nature to him. The worst was when Tubbo stopped responding and filled the chat with kills and deaths. The way the younger would show up at spawn after death and not hesitate before running back onto the battlefield.
These thoughts were the ones that truly kept him up. The sight of Fit's blank expression after a kill or Tubbo's lack of response to anyone. He couldn’t stop wishing things were different, and that his family had some peace just one time. These thoughts and images tumbled in his head as he wandered down the seaside and walked among the ice that surrounded their base.
He walked and listened to the crashing of the waves as he attempted to rid himself of the excess adrenaline from today's event. Praying he can soon go back to the base and fall asleep to finally put an end to what was a horrific day. The sounds were calming until the wind changed direction and the sounds of crying joined the symphony of the waves.
Glancing around, Pac looked for whoever would be out this late at night. While it wasn't usual for the other members of his team to be up this late, it wouldn't be strange for someone to have the realization of the battle finally set in. Pac started to walk in the direction of the weeping and soon came across a crouched form at the waterfront. The closer he got, the more he recognized the pained cries and panicked gasps as those of his leader.
Pac slowly approached the younger and watched as he furiously clawed and scratched at his hands and fingernails, only stopping to wipe the tears from his eyes. Pac gently knelt to the ground and placed a hand on the young leaders back, to which the boy turned to face his friend with wide eyes full of tears.
“It’s not coming off Pac”, Tubbo's panicked voice broke the silence, “I can’t get their blood off”.
It was then that Pac noticed how dark the water was in front of them. The clear blue was now a dark maroon that was slowly soaking into his pants and staining the fabric. Tubbos hands continued to scrub and deepen the water beneath them while his breathing became more and more erratic. His hands shaking as they tore the skin from each other.
Pac slowly lifted Tubbo's hands from the water and took them gently between his. Pac tightened his grip on the bloodied hands of the teen and pulled Tubbo close to fully embrace him, feeling the hitching breaths as his arms closed around the teen. Pac held him close and allowed him to break down in his arms as the waves lapped at their legs. The sounds of the ocean being the only sound to drown out the fall of the young leader.
Once the younger had calmed down in his arms, Pac walked them both to the base with careful steps. He made sure his grasp remainder right around Tubbos shoulders the entire trek. They met a worried Fit at the entrance who ran to gather both of them in a tight embrace before guiding them down the elevator and into a welcoming bed.
No one slept soundly that night, nightmares and itching scars assured that no one would have peaceful dreams. But Pac awoke to his family within arms reach, something he cherished as the sun rose and the team along with it. And that was more then enough for him
#this is dogshit I know but it’s been in my head and I had to get it out#I’ve never written smth like this in my life and it shows#qsmp purgatory#qsmp soulfire#morning crew#morning crew deserve the world man#they are so family coded#qsmp pac#pactw#qsmp tubbo#tubbo#qsmp fitmc#fitmc#team soulfire
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i’ve been following ur writing for some time now and i do have to agree with that anon who said you did CH dirty. you are a very talented writer so it’s just hard to watch.
you started off CH so strong with the lore and little chapters here and there but as it progressed you kind of just got lazy and it shows. when important events happened in the story, they weren’t conveyed through writing but through the texts (ie the riki and yn fight, that was definitely worth a written chapter) and it was honestly disappointing.
the ending isn’t much to say about either. yn and hoon barely go through development after the letter incident and all of a sudden they’re dating and married with a kid like two chapters later?
idk, if it was a mental health issue then i get that but even then you should’ve just gave it a break and thought everything out more. you could do so much better.
thank you for the feedback!
i wanna put you through the progess of a piece of writing from the POV of a writer okay? now keep in mind: i work two jobs, am a fulltime uni student and the daughter of an immigrant household with two parents who still work most of the day just so you know what else i have to deal with, besides my mental health okay?
now, i started off CH strong right? yes. i uploaded on the daily, fine i chose that. a chapter usually takes me around one hour if i actually sit down and focus on nothing but the chapter itself, which includes IG stories, editing, formatting etc. alright
on top of the daily chapters, i constantly replied to 40+ asks a day, a blessing in disguise because no matter how much i enjoy talking to you guys, the pressure does get worse the bigger that number of my inbox becomes, i hope this makes sense
now, i started CH back in october, right when my semester started, thats why i started off strong but as time went on, my assignments and private life got too busy and i guess i felt entitled enough as a writer to skip a few certain chaps and make life a little easier for me by making them regular chapters instead of written ones.
and this is gonna be my main point: i'm not a machine. i wrote a minimum of 5 THOUSAND words per written chapter, MINIMUM. we're talking about a 5-9 THOUSANDED worded chapter EACH WEEK. which usually took me about 6-7 hours, even allnighters.
yes, i chose to do that and maybe my time management wasn't the best but i had to create a compromise where i wouldnt have let you guys wait for over two months which would have resulted in me losing my motivation completely, and yet still focusing on EXAMS. because you know, i'm a fulltime uni student with TWO jobs 😮💨
if YOU think i did CH dirty go write an alternative ending yourself but it should be a minimum of 15 chapters including 5 written ones, with at LEAST 9k words each yeah? i wanna see you manage it all, pls prove me wrong snd show me you're better than me i'm genuinely begging bc it might inspire me to do "better" next time.
as a writer/artist/creator, and i can tell you probably arent one yourself or havent been one for long, the longer smth takes to come to an end the worse the pressure becomes which results in a blockage i dont wish upon my worst enemy i'm being deadass. i dealt with some of the worst writer's block ive had since i started writing literally 12 years ago and you're telling me i should have just "taken a break" and do "better"
i never, ever expected anything from anyone but some of you are so entitled to a writer's time and skill it's giving me a headache. maybe you didn't like the timing and writing of the last few chapters of CH and i guess that's unfortunate but this was so unnecessary because you completely dismissed everything else that could have been going on in my life and even belittled my mental health issues like im some fucking AI writing machine
do better, be nicer, write it yourself if you don't like it i'm so fucking over this
if i had gotten out of my own comfort and wellbeing and have actually written another set of written chapters i would have burned myself completely out. ive been in this fandom for not even a year and have already finished FOUR smaus with 50 chapters each, you do NOT get to tell me what i should or could have done better because you dont even give a fuck about me as a person this is just about receiving what YOU think YOURE entitled to but this is MY art and I will do what I see fit even if it's not what was expected of it because i'm a fucking human being with a life before i'm a writer on tumblr
oh, also: i do this for free ㅤ:) just a reminder :) this is my HOBBY :)
and don't you EVER call me lazy again when it comes to writing because i'm not gonna pour my heart and soul into a fic just for you to call me lazy when i literally wrote 50 THOUSAND words for this fucking fic just for the written chapters
goodbye
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REQUEST 4 STOLASSSSS
so stola's bf is like another father to octavia since he has known stolas since they were kids
octavia absolutely knows thay this man is head over heels for her dad since they were little, but he's afraid to say anything bc he knows stolas is in love w blitzo.
"you're being mean, stop it. i have been second to him my whole life in everything and i will not be the one you settle for just because you two are cowards, i won't- i won't do it...not when i've spent my entire life loving you." kind of trope lol.
i kinda want this to have a good ending but my brain cannot think of smth 😭 if u know a way to give it a good ending then please do but if not then just full angs HAHA.
Note: It took me a second to understand that trope since when I read this I woke up like 9 minutes ago 👍🏽 and it’ll most likely end with angst since I haven’t written any in F O R E V E R
Character(s): Stolas
Type of reader: M!Reader
Category: SFW (angsty kind)
Warning(s): None
Edited: ❌
You’ve known Stolas since the two of you were practically in diapers. Well, since you were in diapers since he was 2-3 years older than you.
But growing up, you always looked up to him and saw him as a really cool person, so cool to the point you subconsciously gained feelings for him, but never knew about them till your early teen years.
To you, and only to you, Stolas was perfect in every way imaginable.
That changed after Blitzø came along. He had began to slowly stop talking to you or being around you. But when he was around you it was Blitzø this, Blitzø that.
Every conversation you two would have he would always bring up Blitzø. Of course, you never tried to show whenever he talked to him it stung, deeply. But Octavia had noticed.
Her being observant and knowing you since she was a baby came in handy. She would notice how you would slightly sulk before pretending. She also knows how in love you are for her father.
It’s very obvious, but I think Stolas is too in love with Blitzø to notice. “I know you’re in love with my dad.” Octavia said as she mashed her cereal with her spoon, making you stiffen up with wide eyes.
“Whaaa? I am not.” You said with a small huff making her giggle.
“It’s very obvious you love him, Y/n. I’ve known you for a long time to know this.” She said, a soft smile on her lips.
“Why don’t you just tell him how you feel? I won’t mind having another father figure in my life.” She said before putting some cereal into her mouth. You blinked owlishly before sighing.
“I..I want to..but I’m scared… Scared he’s going to reject me and hate me for liking him because he loves that stupid imp..” You said and held your head in your hands, lightly tugging at your hair.
Octavia frowned deeply. She didn’t know how deep your feelings were for her father so all she could do was rub your back and try to reassure you and to not think that.
“Um, Y/n?” Stolas said making you quickly sit up and turn your head to him. “Yes?” You said, a smile on your lips.
“Can I talk to you?” Stolas asked and Octavia took her cereal and left since she doesn’t want to hear to the conversation you two were going to have. “Um..sure? What’s up?” You questioned him, getting out of your seat and stood in front of him.
Stolas inhaler and exhaled through his nose before making direct eye contact with you. “I love you.” He suddenly said making your eyes wide.
“I know you love me as a friend-” “No..I love you not as a friend, Y/n.” Stolas said as he cupped your cheek in his hand. Your whole body was filled with goosebumps as you took two steps back.
“No… No you don’t.” “But I d-” “No you don’t!!” You shouted making his eyes go wide. “You love Blitzø..not me..” You whispered out.
“You’re being mean, Stolas. Why are you telling me this now all of a sudden, huh? I have been second to him my entire life in every single thing.. You only talked about him and never sought out my own feelings when talking about that imp!-” You said, slightly fumbling your words before taking a breather.
“I-” You held a finger up making him stop what he was going to say.
“I won’t..I won’t be and I don’t want to be the second option, Stolas. Not when I have spent so many years loving you because I looked up to you. I don’t want to live with the guilt of being seconds to someone. I won’t be the one you settle for..just because you can’t have him…” You sniffled, tears started to blur your vision. Being the second option stung. Deeply.
Stolas telling you he loves you out of the blue felt as if someone was squeezing your heart..but not in the good way. “I..I didn’t know you felt that way Y/n… I’m sorry..” Stolas said his eyes softening a tad.
“Sorry isn’t going to cut it Stolas.. I think it’s best if we leave things here..” You said and wiped away the tears that fell on your cheeks.
“But, Y/n-” You didn’t allow him to say what he wanted to say as you left through the front door and slammed it shut. Stolas sighed as he dragged him back against the wall slightly.
“You really messed up this time.” Octavia said, getting her father’s attention.
“It was so obvious he loved you, but you never acknowledged it..“ Octavia mumbled before going back upstairs to her room leaving Stolas to think back to when you’d make certain romantic gestures, but he never acknowledged them indeed.
#stolas#stolas x male reader#stolas x reader#Stolas x you#Stolas x y/n#fiction#male reader#helluva boss x male reader#helluva boss
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hi hi hi!!! I hope you're having an awesome day/night
i have a request!!
how about EJ x a self-harming reader? Or when he catches the reader self-harming?
Sure thing! I hope I portrayed Eyeless Jack well here, this is only my second time writing him! I’ve also never written smth like this either so we ballin’ tonight boys
Eyeless Jack x self-harming Reader
TW: self-harm and implied suicidal thoughts.
Word Count: 1197
Let’s face it, empathy was never Eyeless Jack’s strong suit. When other people were in pain, he felt content, practically pleased, with their anguish. More recently though, he noticed a shift. Not with everyone, but one specific person. Someone he had never felt much towards besides companionship. Someone who showed him a kindness he didn’t feel he could properly reciprocate until now.
You.
He noticed the way you sat uncomfortably at the table, your thighs lifted off of the chair. Or the small flinch you tried desperately to hide when someone would grasp onto your arm to lead you along. You didn’t want him to know, but he knew, and he didn’t know exactly what to do about it. Communication was yet another thing that he wasn’t familiar with. Whether it be trying to tell you that your shoe was untied, or asking you to provide him some company while he worked, it was difficult for him. So, how could he even begin to figure out how to ask you about your feelings?
“You’re awfully quiet today.” You said in an attempt to be funny, entering Jack’s room like you lived there. You practically did. “What’re you up to?”
Jack lifted up the journal he held in his large hand before plopping it back down on his lap. He was sitting on his bed, legs folded beneath him, and messing around in his journal while he winded down for the day. You plopped down beside him, leaning over to peer at the page- to no avail, as he pushed your head away gently.
“C’mon, Jack, no secrets! Remember?”
Ironic, he thought, but offered the page to you anyway. If he expected openness, he should provide it first. He watched as your eyes wandered over the page, pleased with the scribbled notes and doodles that littered it, before you met his hollow sockets. “Masterpieces, per usual.” You laughed softly, patting Jack’s shoulder before leaning away from him again.
Jack would’ve rolled his eyes if he had any. He closed the journal and sat it beside him, then turned to face you completely. He did a quick scan over you, out of habit, to make sure nothing was amiss. That’s when he saw it. Your sleeve had rolled up slightly, and exposed the fresh wounds trailed up your arm from the underside of your wrist. Rather than averted his gaze like most people would likely do, Jack honed in on it. He reached out, grasping onto your hand with a gentle hold and lifting your arm up curiously.
You felt your stomach drop, and your heart practically stopped as your breathing ceased. For a moment, you were frozen. You felt gutted from the inside as you watched your friend, your closest ally, your crush take in the sight of what you’d done to yourself.
Life had not been easy for you. Of course, no one in that old, decrepit, cobweb-ridden mansion had a good life. You would be no exception, obviously, because it’s bullshit like that that landed you on this path. You’d endured it long enough, you’d tried to stay strong long enough, to the point that you barely felt like yourself anymore. It was like you were someone else entirely, someone fake, someone too perfect to be real, and the facade snapped in the form of bloody bed sheets and tear-stained pillows. Smashed mirrors and 2 hour long showers consisting of anything but actual hygiene.
You didn’t want anyone to know. God forbid someone worry about you, or even feel like there could be a reason to. This was your suffering. Your pain. No one else should have to carry this burden with you, especially not the only person you had left to come back to. The only person that was keeping you here.
You ripped your arm out of Jack’s grasp, even though there really wasn’t any strength behind the careful grip on your hand, and threw yourself off of his bed. “Jesus Christ!” You hissed, panic surging through your veins. “And you lecture me about personal space!”
Jack didn’t move from where he sat, watching you and fixing you with a cool stare through empty holes in his mask. He lifted his hands, signing a simple question.
‘Why?’
A small head tilt followed.
You stood there in his room, clutching onto the sleeve you yanked back over the wounds, and staring back down at the man before you. Disbelief rang in the air. Only from you. “What do you mean why?” You attempted. “Life.. fucking sucks? I dunno what to tell you.”
Jack simply shook his head. He gestured to his bed and wordlessly offered for you to sit back down. You dreaded the following minutes. Would Jack attempt to make you feel bad for what you did? Would he sign your fucking eyes out would lecture upon lecture about how you shouldn’t choose this coping mechanism? About how many people supposedly love you, how many people would supposedly miss you?
Honestly, it didn’t matter. You’d rather be here than be alone. With an exasperated sigh, you sat yourself back down on his bed. Instead of any of the many options you had been cycling through in your head, Jack chose something entirely different. He uncrossed his legs and bent down, reaching beneath his bed and pulled out the old makeup bag he had filled with medical supplies. Being one of the few pastas with medical knowledge, he was socially appointed as the “school nurse.”
He put the bag in his lap, unzipped it, and pulled out some supplies. Alcohol, cotton balls, bandaids, ointment, and bandages. He put the bag back on the ground and turned to you. He put his hand out expectantly.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you assessed the scene before you. He wanted to help. You expected that much, people always wanted to help, but usually they offered meaningless words and promises they couldn’t keep. Jack offered something else: Care. You slowly rolled your sleeve back and placed your arm in his hand, receiving a curt nod and a strange sound from the man across from you.
The alcohol stung when he applied it. The burning lingered, and you felt uncomfortable with the familiar feeling. Then he dabbed the ointment on each and every little cut, shallow and deep, long and short, old and fresh. The fresher ones received a bandaid, and after that, your arm was being wrapped up firmly. A squeeze, a hug almost, to your arm. You weren’t going to show him the rest of your body, as this was enough for now. Enough to… get the point across.
Someone did care about you. Someone who didn’t have to say it for you to know it. Still, you couldn’t help yourself. Just like Jack, you asked a question you already knew the answer to.
“Why?”
Jack tapped your bandaged arm lightly before placing it down on your lap. He lifted his hand up to your face, gently cupping your cheek, and rubbing his thumb against your skin gingerly. “I get it. Life, you know?” He murmured. “It sucks, but it can suck a little less sometimes. If you let it.”
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I'm brainrotting a little bit about a genshin x twst crossover x reader fic. Y'know those ones where the reader has the same personality and appearance of a genshin character and might as well be them? Yeah smth like that...
I've seen some Raiden ones(they're kinda...they look like they're written by 12yo's tho, as much as the premise itself is interesting the person who writes it never seems to grasp the personalities or know what to do after chapter 1 and 2) and it srsly made me think.
What if there was a fic where reader is Nahida? More specifically Greater Lord Rukkahdevata.
Reader would look like this^
However things would be kinda different. Kusanali would be the "greater lord" while reader would be the lesser.
I wanted to invert things cause i wanted the reader to have a personality. I know reader fics more often than not are only supposed to be self indulgent and the reader is a blank slate but that never rlly sat well with me. So in a way as the story goes Rukkha!Reader would have the same traumas and motivations as Nahida.
Same inferiority complex, same fear of loneliness, always comparing herself to others etc.
But still would be very kind and motherly.
Lmao i can already imagine reader slowly but surely becoming the god mother of Night Raven.
Rukkha!Reader would also be very anxious due to being isekai'd into twisted wonderland. She's worried about her people and wants to go back. Never in her life would she thought the first time she ever experienced life outside the "cage" would be in another universe entirely.
She retains her archon powers though! Everything we know Nahida can do, reader can as well :))
(such as mind reading, flying, control over plants, basically dendro in general + her skill and ult)
Plus! Rukkha!Reader can be considered overpowered so if i were ever to write it(which i won't, I'm not rlly good enough to do so) i would keep her as some kind of "observer" since she loves watching humans in order to understand emotions better. I think she would only help during overblots and even then what she can do would be limited, canonically Nahida isn't very good at fighting.
I think people would probably mistake Rukkha!Reader by a fae(long ears and great magical power) and she just doesn't bother to correct anyone cause it's easier to obtain information that way. Malleus and Lillia know she isn't one tho, they can prolly feel it.
I also like the idea of highlighting the importance of platonic relationships, not only romantic ones!!
A thing that happens a lot in x readers fics when the reader is conventionally pretty is how every character falls for them. I never really liked that, it's not realistic and EVEN if reader would be to have a harem i think there's a need to show the person who's reading the fic WHY so many characters love them in the first place.
Slow burn and etc, y'know?
Yeah so that was my brainrot! Thanks to anyone who read it. Feel free to take this idea away from me btw, i absolutely cannot write it, it's way beyond my capabilities and i have ADHD so i can't update things regularly lmaoooo.
So if there's anyone who does consider taking the idea please @ me so i can read your work!! I would love to :)))
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TW FOR *MENTIONS* OF S/A
I don’t want to ask stupid questions or anything but is there SA/RP/NCON stuff between ur wars and ur cia? Ik its a popular LU headcannon for wars, and it feels very implied in some of your fics (one of the FH9 spin offs, I think) but I also don’t wanna read too deep into this or say something’s there when it isn’t. If this is a major plot point or smth you can’t answer bcuz if spoilers just don’t reply and I’ll figure it out :p
It’s not a stupid question at all, and the short answer is yes.
The severity of the situation and also like, the circumstances are very different depending on which series it is. For example in FH9 Wars and Cia were actually together as a couple for a bit where in some of the other things I’ve written they do not even know each other and have met like twice. For the most part I try to keep it as more of an implied thing because, with the exception of FH9, the interactions between them are never super relevant to the plot, but it is there, and that’s how I meant it to be read.
I know it’s a bit of a sensitive topic for a lot of people, so even though it’s only been implied and not outright stated, I try to post trigger warnings at the start of the chapters/fics that imply it, and also (unless it’s super plot relevant) I try to write it in a way where if you don’t want to read into that, you can kinda skip over it or imagine they’re talking about something else. I know a good portion of this fandom is on the younger side and because most of my fics are rated T, I feel like if I wrote anything more than just heavily implying what happened I should move the rating up, if that makes sense…?
One thing really important to me is representation in writing, being able to read a book or watch a show and see someone who’s gone through something similar to you and be able to feel seen through that character. Male SA survivors are something I rarely see in media, and without talking too much about my private life, I personally would’ve loved to have seen more characters healing from traumas growing up, I think it would’ve really helped me when I was younger. I tend to write a lot about my own experiences and traumas, it’s really helpful actually- And this is just another thing I’ve kinda thrown unto Wars, although this one has a lot more canon ‘backing’ than a lot of my other headcanons and I know this is a headcanon a lot of other people have as well
The whole canon situation between those two was honestly a bit insane for a nintendo game, like just the wiki thing about her that shows up on google is kinda crazy. Like I’m not sure what the hell nintendo meant their whole dynamic to be but playing the game it made me uncomfortable as hell
So yeah, I have this headcanon too, I’m not sure if I’ll ever write a detailed fic about it, that would be a lot for me mentally I think. The most I’ll ever get into it is probably having him say the words ‘I was assaulted’, but nothing more than that.
Full disclosure I wrote this out in my car twenty minutes before class starts so sorry if parts of this make no sense but TL;DR: Yes in my fics Wars was assaulted, I don’t wanna trigger people because I know that’s a bit of a darker headcanon, I think Male SA survivor rep is important, and yeah I think that summarizes everything 👍
(sorry for spelling errors or oddly autocorrected words i am dyslexic-)
#i hope this is coherent i wrote this in a rush 😭#linked universe#linkeduniverse#tw sa mention#jes talks#jes ask#lu warriors
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hi! i love your simon content. could i request how he would react to if reader got injured in some way. i’m not sure if you done this yet, but i would love to see how he would react/handle it.
no pressure though, thank you! <3
Thank you so much!! Of course I can write that :D everything I’ve written is compiled in the masterlist, the pinned post on my profile!
Based on the show
All kept gender-neutral
First of all, he may not look like it, but this man is fucking terrified of losing you, in any way, so if he finds out you've been injured, no matter how badly, he will panic on the inside. Ever since he almost kicked the bucket (this is basically an AU where he doesn't die), and you reacted so fucking scared, he himself has gotten a lot more 'paranoid'.
If it was a person that hurt you, my god their life is over. Not in the 'he'll fight them' way, but in the 'he'll bring up every single little thing they, their family and friends have ever done wrong and post it for everyone to see' way. I mean it's Simon, what do you expect?
He will let you cry if you need to, for as long as you need to. He will try his best to treat your injury with whatever knowledge he has (or google has).
If it’s a bad injury, like a broken bone or smth, he will refuse to have you do anything but rest. He will be your butler the entire time. Even if it’s not that bad of an injury, he will have you rest and just heal.
He’s going to do his fucking best to make you feel better or distract you from the pain/injury, play games with you, watch stuff, or even just nap and cuddle. This man will be so soft with you when you’re injured, the last thing he would want to do is hurt you even more.
He may say some snarky remarks about you 'needing to be more careful' or 'are lucky he’s doing this for you' and so on, and the truth is he would never in his life do all of this for anyone else. You really do feel lucky ever time. But trust me, though he would never admit it, he doesn’t hate this as much as he pretends to.
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So for my request, can you write a JJk oneshot featuring Gojo practicing exhibitionism & bondage please? In the fic, he goes out to town to do errands wearing a long trechcoat, flip flops & a scarf. In truth he'd be butt naked with his cock in chastity, a vibrator, nipple clamps, shinbari ropes, and his mouth stuffed with a panel gag & covered with the scarf. He got bored one day & challenged himself to finish his errands without being caught or cumming in public. What do you think?
hellooo, so sorry this took so long but thank you for your patience (◍•ᴗ•◍) i’ve never written smth like this, so hopefully this works for you <3
1.2k, nsfw - feat. exhibitionism, bondage, and geto makes an appearance (yay); gojo is a fool & tried his best, i'm sry.
a drunken dare come to life, in the best ways possible. he doesn’t remember what triggered the memory, but he wakes up convinced that today is the day. there were several things he needed to do today, but the anticipation of the challenge brought forth an anxiety that only fueled his desire to see it through. his pride, his stubbornness, these were things he couldn’t get rid of — nor would he ever try. still, this was ambitious even for himself; and while gojo satoru rarely found things challenging, this was entirely out of his element.
which is what makes things exciting.
a text message pops up on his cell phone, his signature grin plopping down onto his face when he sees the name on his phone screen. he ignores it for now, opting to get ready instead, standing fully nude in his bedroom, hands on his hips as he stares down at the items strewn about on his bed. if he stayed too long, geto might show up unannounced, and he can’t have that — not when he’s about to embark on a thrilling, mini adventure around town.
and, one thing about gojo: he likes to have a good time, even if it’s by himself.
it takes a bit of maneuvering, but as he closes the trench coat around his lithe body securely, he’s ready to go. just as his fingers graze the door handle, his phone rings.
with a slight scowl, gojo picks up on the first ring. “this better be good,” he says, tone bored, annoyance steadily building.
“don’t be like that,” geto says, voice playful and light, “i miss you, so i’m popping over.”
not one to panic easily, gojo simply sighs to denote his irritation, pallid cheeks flushing, “sorry, i’m out for the day.” and, without giving any explanation, he hangs up on his best friend. “ah, i almost forgot.” gojo takes a step back to adjust himself, fingers tugging the gag back over his mouth before pulling the scarf around and tying it securely. it was a miracle he made it through that brief interaction with geto just moments prior, he didn’t think his friend would ever let him off the phone — and while he knows he can get by walking around dressed the way he is, but the sensations are a little too much to deal with while talking and holding conversation.
especially with him.
still, he’s rather proud of himself for making it out without issue, and he steps outside of his apartment, hands in his pockets, as he makes his way to the city. because he lives so close, the walk isn’t far, but he underestimated a few things.
the heat, for instance; normally, he was able to walk around in long sleeves and pants all day, but now? the reality of his choice starts to sink in; he attempts to swallow and struggles. his face flushes when he crosses the street, the bindings around his hips dig into his skin tightly, his movements making the friction that much more unbearable. especially because of the intricate cage that currently trapped his cock.
his attire isn’t any major indication of gojo acting out of character; he’s eccentric by nature and unnerves people with his seemingly erratic behavior at times. the trench coat, while strange, is not what draws attention — neither are the flip flops, as the weather gave enough reason for him to wear them. but, the signature blindfold that people were used to seeing along with the thick scarf that’s wrapped around him, as if it’s winter all over again. that’s what gives people pause. as the tall, white-haired man’s strides grow a bit shorter, the vibrator making any quick movement increasingly difficult, thus adding to his commute.
stopping by the convenience store, he makes quick work of the aisles, pausing every now and then to inhale deeply and silently remind himself to keep going. because stopping would only end in his downfall. already he could feel his cock twitch in warning, and if his face flushed any more, he might actually pass out. and since that wasn’t a viable option, he soldiers on, grabbing a few essential items and placing them on the counter at the check out.
the cashier barely paid attention to him and scanned his items quickly — which is great, until she lifts her head to give him his total.
“are you paying cash or card?” her round eyes take in his appearance apathetically, and gojo forgets himself as he replies automatically.
“mmm phmmn whmm cmmd.” in his head, the interaction is supposed to be smoother than this, and it’s when the words come out a garbled mess that he realizes that there’s no logical way for her to understand him. “fhmmm nemmmr mnnd,” he says flippantly, a bit of drool pooling in his mouth as he fishes around the pocket of his coat for his wallet. he pays her in cash and doesn’t wait for the change, opting to leave the large sum behind — in the hopes that she’ll ignore the way he made a fool of himself.
still—he didn’t exactly hate it. the bags weigh a little heavily, the sun beating down on him as he makes the trek back home. he’d originally wanted to shop for at least an hour, but every step he takes sends little jolts of pleasure through his body, and he’s sure if he stayed in the convenience store long enough, he would’ve cum right there. it was better to build his endurance bit by bit before trying this out again. his nipples ached underneath the clamps, pain mixed with a pleasure so delicious that it nearly makes him light-headed.
definitely wouldn’t do well for him to finish outside for everyone to see.
by the time he unlocks his front door, he’s panting lightly, sweat pooling at his temples, a lone drop gliding down his skin rebelliously. he hastily drops his bags onto the floor, completely out of it, and presses his back against the wall, hands trembling. his moans are barely audible behind the gag and he moves to remove it from his mouth so he can breathe properly, when a small crash off to his right catches his attention.
“oh, shit, gojo are you back already?” geto’s voice drifts out into the hallway from the kitchen, his steps heavy against the tile. gojo, however, tried to give himself some distance, but after taking a few steps back, the over-stimulation pushes him over the edge. his cock strains against the cage, the powerful waves from his orgasm has him holding onto the wall for support, a deep shiver rattling his bones, turning his brain to slush. he can barely make out the rest of what geto is saying, because he’s desperately trying to keep upright, despite the difficult situation he’s found himself in.
and maybe it’s because someone caught him today, or maybe it’s because the originator of the dare was none other than geto suguru himself, but the intensity of the orgasm is enough to make him want to sever ties from the man. not out of anger — no, out of embarrassment. and want.
he might never know if geto was serious or not, but the question he asks will always haunt gojo for the rest of his life. “what the hell happened to you?”
#fic request#jjk smut#gojo satoru#geto suguru#gojo smut#gojo satoru x geto suguru#gojo x geto#princeasimdiya12
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Hi 🤗, Real Violent Bob, Spiritual Masturbation and Simba for the BC ask game?
Hey Lena! Great to see you :D
Real Violent Bob (What is your nickname?)
I have several ones actually, though most people just call me Anna. Nicknames ranked by accuracy and affinity I have for them:
1. Wednesday (ngl used to hate that one as a kid but it does capture most aspects of my personality quite well)
2. Ännekind (my name + child? A solid effort, love to see it.)
3. Rat (merely here bc it shocked my primary school teacher when my uncle used it)
4. Anakin and Darling (feeling equally neutral about these. I don’t feel like Darth Vader, neither do I feel like someone’s darling. They meant well though)
Spiritual Masturbation (What is your guilty pleasure?)
If you’d asked me a few months ago, I would’ve said EDM but I think I’ve slowly started to erase the guilty part with that one.
Other than that I love cookie cutter romance movies/ novels. Especially the trope “young woman running away from life and meeting stand-offish rich guy in different country/ region”. I have like three books with that exact plot and I enjoy them all to bits. Depth? In these books? Never! They’re like cheap chocolate: not all too complex but hit the spot. (This is not to say that they’re badly written... most of the time... they are just so predictable that it’s almost funny which is not a bad thing, you just have to own it and they do)
Simba (Stupidest thing that has ever happened to you?)
Oh... OH. I’m bad at remembering things but I’ll tell you smth that is still pretty fresh in my memory.
For context: the story happened this year before the BC show in Dresden. I was VERY sleep deprived and had already been to the two other shows in Berlin and Hamburg beforehand.
So, the group I was with (all very lovely people, we played UNO) had decided to go to the nearby gas station for drinks and whatnot. For reasons, I had not been there when they had decided to go, so I had to jog after them (since I didn’t want to scream for them to wait in front of like 30-40 strangers). So I jog down this hill (imagine a 1,76 tall girl, who hasn’t gone running in like 5 years, in a BC shirt, shorts, black fishnets plus a chain necklace happily bopping along), and suddenly I jog past this guy and think “Huh, he looks familiar”, he also looks at me like he’s expecting me to know him. I do not know him. In that moment I only seem to recall that he is vaguely related to the BC show and that I’ve definitely seen him on stage at the other show. My conclusion: he has to be one of the roadies bc I love watching the roadies set up the stage.
Anyway, I catch up with the group and tell them that I ran into one of the roadies... I think. We go to the gas station.
Small time skip: OCEANS just got done playing (10/10, great guys, fun to talk to). And Lost Society are setting up the stage. Suddenly I see a familiar face: it’s the guy from earlier. So he has something to do with LS, great. Mystery solved. Almost.
I have pretty much forgotten about all of this by the time they start playing until: “Wait, he’s not a roadie?” (said to no one in particular)
And that’s the story of how I accidentally jogged past Mirko, without even recognizing him after already having seen him live TWICE and seeing him off-stage in Berlin + almost talking to him there.
My phone broke that evening and not recognizing Mirko is still the stupidest thing that happened to me that day.
Thank you so much for your ask!! And sorry for not getting to it earlier :(
Hope you have a great day and a happy new year!!
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Oh today is a day for anxiety is it
Lovely
I really really should make a doctor's appointment soon
I should have months ago, for one thing, years for another
I don't know what to do
Like I had that appt with the GIC I don't even remember when that was
Where I gave my stock line from like 5 years ago, which is not true any longer if it ever were, that I'd want low-dose T, and top surgery
So obviously the GIC person was like, oh I'll send you to an endo then
And like how do you take back smth you've already said, which is the same, probably, as whatever was written on the notes the awful guy at the walk-in wrote like 4 years ago, immediately after you've said it, in a very important situation that you can't fuck up at all
So I agreed to the endo appt, and then ignored my GP trying to contact me, cs I'm a fucking idiot
And it's been months, and I don't know what to do, and I'm terrified
I don't know if I've been taken off the GIC list for not doing what I said I would, I can't even fucking deal with that thought, I might not want anything else but I do want top surgery - I have some money saved, but going private is a whole other fucking ball park I don't have time to think about
I don't know if I'm still registered at my doctors, even, I haven't made an appointment with them for literally 3+ years (whatever covid + a year is, I think, last was for my knee - they said it was fine, do yoga and take painkillers) and and have been ignoring texts like nobody's business - is it like the dentists, where if you miss enough appointments they boot you? But I haven't made any appointments to miss, either, and that's probably bad too
I need to make an appointment to get a smear test too, which I've also been ignoring like my life depends on it - tho, I spose, in a way, my life depends on me getting those tests, actually, cs cancer runs in my family (or, it's not hereditary, there was a test done about that, but still my dad, his mum, and her mum have all three had cancer multiple times each) and I've had mystery right-abdomen ache on and off for years and years now, and never got it checked cs I don't I can't, and my period time before last was a literal horror-show to the point that my mum wondered if I'd had a miscarriage (not possible in any sense) or something, and last time was two weeks late but normal, and I'm waiting for this one still (I don't know if I should be timing based on the horror-show or last month) - and, tbh, my libido's gone up like you wouldn't believe lately, and I've no idea what's caused that if anything - tho my joints being fucked up this week mum says is hormones, cs that's how her joints go too (or, if she hadn't had birth control stuff for the last 20 years, is how it would go), so praps I should be waiting based on the horror-show, for this week
I don't know how to make an appointment, cs idk if the receptionist will ask what it's about to make a note, and I don't know if I'm even on their register any more
And even were I to get an appointment, I don't know how to say any of this at all, and I don't know if I could force myself to even enter the building for a test appointment, or not absolutely bawl and panic beyond words or anything, even could I go in
Nope, I have to stop crying now and think about something else, I can't I can't I can't
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ooh a life update *stares*/mild vent oopsie
sometimes (my every waking moment) I’m like “wow college should not cost this much money” and it really fr fr doesn’t feel worth it because why the fuck do I have to pay to apply to have a place to stay on campus
like I wish my 3.6 GPA got me a full ride or smth but nooo my academics have to be perfect or I have to play a sport and my leggies are not built for any of that
My pipeline was “does homework at the end of the day in class to watch animal shows at home” to “comes home and watches sillies then sleeps”, none of that is related to Kicking A Ball or Throwing Something.
sometimes I wish I contributed more to that type of thing but like……I don’t know if I’d still be the same person or if I just…..it’s odd. I want to feel appreciated by my school but I don’t want them to take credit for something I did myself.
My HS isn’t responsible for showing me how to write well, the internet and writing shitty smut since 2017 did that. I did that myself by building my skills. But they don’t care unless you win stuff for it. They don’t care about your passions for creating change and not liking authority because of how hypocritical it is. You want me to throw a fucking ball, or have other people be impressed by my art, or never have failed a class (sorry, I can’t control when my depression and OCD flare up).
and then the ever looming “getting a job in my field” and paying off student loans after I’m paying thousands each month to stay in fucking school so I maybe have a career in the field im studying for
like make some noise yall (lower tuition permanently or it’s you and the woodchipper)
also another thing that sucks is knowing there’s things wrong in the world and in your government and not being able to do shit about it but call your senators and wish you could vote it away and wish you could give starved kids your meals and your water and your bed and home.
and nobody your age cares either. They’re so unaware of everything going on, or on the most surface level it makes you want to pull your hair out. And you get weird looks for being upset that things are shitty?? Like you don’t get how this is bad and why I’m mad?? How? What does it feel like to not care about anything that’s not an arms length in front of you?
anyway um. Thanks for reading. I hope I actually write that archivist fic. AND ANOTHER THING WAIT
sometimes I feel illegitimate for saying I’m a writer but I don’t write unique characters that I made or stories I created. And I almost want to invalidate it but then I remember how much depth I’ve added to characters and situations and what they’re like, and just sprinkling a bit of ✨spice ✨ into their design. Idk. It’s weird. Like I get what writers mean when they’re talking about writing but I don’t feel special because I feel like what I’ve written in terms of fanfiction isn’t impressive enough. (I fucking forgot I wrote a 10 page research paper in a night, and got to the state level of the social studies fair for one I did last year) anyway
words of advice are very welcome
have a silly for listening to me yap
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"𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒" 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
so i started listening to music, and reading poems, and my vibes were very shippy for a while, and then my sims got married so obviously that didn’t help??? anyway, none of these are written by me, aside from the third one. i saw them on insta or i read them in lyrics or smth, they’re incredibly romantic, very eloquent and passionate and sincere, so i hope you shippy angels like them!! as always, please DO NOT ADD ANY MORE PROMPTS TO THIS LIST!!! i will make more!! i am a simp!!
“ you are half my soul. “
“ i wish i could tell you what you are to me. “
“ you say you’re dangerous. that you destroy everything you touch. so destroy me. ruin me. tear me apart, and let me love you all the same. “
“ our “almost” will always haunt me. “
“ only love can hurt like this. “
“ i just want you to be happy. if that’s with me or with someone else or with nobody... i just want you to be happy. “
“ i love you. i feel as though we were never strangers, you and i, not even for a moment. “
“ if anyone else were to kiss me, all they would taste is your name. “
“ the stars will go out before i forget you. “
“ i will love you if i never see you again, and i will love you if i see you every day. “
“ if i loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more. “
“ there’s nothing i wouldn’t do for you. “
“ i just realized i don’t care if they’re the most perfect person in the world. they’re not you. “
“ you know how i feel about you... you’ve always known. “
“ i forget every beauty in the universe, the moment you smile. “
“ i say it all the time, i just say it very very quietly. i tell you when you’re in another room, or right after we hang up the phone. i say it after you shut the door behind you. i say it in my head every time you look at me. i love you. of course i love you. i never stopped. “
“ i feel like a part of my soul has loved you since the beginning of everything. maybe we’re from the same star. “
“ my only hope is that one day i can love myself as much as i love you. “
“ in the space, the pause, between this breath and the one that follows, you have made a home in me. “
“ i loved the way you touched me with your eyes and felt me with mine. “
“ you’ve always seen me. and i think that’s all that anyone wants. seeing someone. really seeing someone. that’s love. “
“ you kissed my cheek. and then i knew, that you could be homesick for people, too. “
“ all i’ve known are temporary people, the leaving and the hoping, the begging someone to stay... so forgive me if i break apart when you say the word “forever”. “
“ sometimes i wonder if love is worth fighting for. and then i look at you and i’m ready for war. “
“ my darling, you will never be unloved by me. you are too well entangled in my soul. “
“ i climb into my bathtub the same way i’ll keep loving you; until my skin is wrinkled. “
“ and if i could ever ask for one more blessing in this life of mine, i’d pray for a thousand years to see you one more time. “
“ when i am near you, i finally know how it feels to breathe without worry, without caution. i just feel safe with you... “
“ you kissed me goodbye, but you never left. i’ve been seeing you every time i close my eyes. “
“ what cloud did you fall from? because you taste like stardust and eternity. “
“ all i know is, when i think of you, i feel like singing. and i feel like i could run miles to find you. all i’m sure of is, i love you, entirely as you are. “
“ i will never regret us, because you taught me i could love and be loved without the fear of loss. “
“ i wanna spend the rest of my sunsets with you. “
“ let’s do something crazy. like grow old together. let’s show everyone how to do forever. “
“ and i’m not afraid to love you. only afraid my love won’t be enough. “
“ the universe has existed for billions of years, and by chance, we ended up living at the same time. that counts for something. “
“ the sky exploded into a thousand moonbeams dazzling with stars, and as you stared quietly above, i couldn’t help but stare at you, falling in love. “
“ there is a little bit of you in all the words i write. maybe you’re the language of love my heart speaks. “
“ you deserve someone who isn’t okay with losing you. “
“ they named a black hole after you, and i’d be lying if i said you weren’t pulling me in. “
“ i thought i knew what love was, until i felt your arms around me, and realized what it truly was. “
“ i wish you were here. or... or i was there, or something... i don’t know. i just wish i was with you. “
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enhypen as types of physical affection
requested; no
warnings; none, just fluff :)
note; okay so i haven’t had a writing blog/posted anything i’ve written in like.....a really long time so i’m kind of nervous lol. but life is short, so here we are. and if anyone is actually reading this has any requests for reactions and such, feel free to send them my way !! also pls keep in mind this was written at like 2am and over the course of like 4 days so....apologies for any mistakes.
rubbing and massaging your back
okay that kinda sounds weird but like
okay that kinda sounds weird but like
idk y’all
heeseung just seems like the kinda guy that will always be absentmindedly running his hand up and down your back
cuddling on the couch? his hand is gonna be rubbing your back in abt five seconds
going in for a hug? oh look at that spontaneous back rub
doing literally anything with ur back exposed?
“oh here babe lemme rub your shoulders you look tense”
he probably doesn’t even realize that he does it too
like if you ask him about it he’ll just be like
“?? lol idk what you’re talking about i don’t do that”
until the next time you two are cuddling on your bed with you laying on top of him
and he just pauses like twenty minutes into lightly massaging your back like “oh i do do that”
is about to ask if you want him to stop but sees that you fell asleep
and he just smiles softly and continues until he falls asleep too
pls i’m so soft for him 🥺
제이 | jay;
running his hands through your hair
look
we all know that jay is absolute boyfriend material
and you know what screams boyfriend??
playing with their s/o’s hair
and not even just playing with it like
if you ask and sometimes even if u don’t he’ll brush your hair for you
and if you have a really sensitive scalp he’ll be sure to be suuuuper careful and not to tug too hard
but really he just loves running his fingers through it
and unlike heeseung he is very much aware of it
if you ask him about it he’ll just shrug and be like
“idk i just like ur hair. deal with it”
obviously if it bothers you he’ll stop tho
but if not be prepared to have your hair constantly played with
“how is your hair so soft baby?”
lowkey asks you for shampoo and conditioner recommendations
and you can bet your ass if he sees some kind of ‘couple shampoo’ set he’s gonna buy it
제이크 | jake;
hugging
jake would give the best hugs, and you can quote me on that
now unlike most headcanons i see for jake i don’t think he’d be like crazily affectionate all the time
but i do think he’d enjoy giving you lots of hugs
just wrapping his arms around you
holding you
soaking in your presence
suddenly i want a hug
no but fr this boy will hug you like it’s the last time every time
“omg babe! i missed you!”
*insert giant bear hug*
and you’re just like “? i saw you an hour ago but i missed you too??”
idk man
i just know he’d use any excuse to hug you
and if you hug him first he will literally look at you with heart eyes ❤️_❤️
pls give this boy lots of hugs :(
성훈 | sunghoon;
hand holding
okay we all know sunghoon doesn’t really seem like the most affectionate guy
BUT
i do think he’d like holding your hand
a lot
like when you two first got together you weren’t really sure what he would and wouldn’t like
bc you knew he wasn’t a fan of pda but like .
u wanted to show your boyfriend some love ya know
but one day when you two were taking a walk
sunghoon noticed that you kept glancing down at his hand
and kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against it with your hand
so finally after like the 8th time he just grabs your hand and laces ur fingers together
which kind of shocks you bc yeah you wanted him to hold your hand
but you didn’t expect him to actually do it
and when you look up at him he just has this cocky little smirk on his face
but you can still see that he’s blushing
but yeah after that it’s like your hands became glued to each other
like if you’re together and ur not holding hands its weird
will become the biggest baby if u don’t hold his hand
“y/nnnnnnn why aren’t you holding my hannnnnnd”
“sunghoon it’s like 95 degrees out”
“and?”
“😑”
just never stop holding his hand okay
선우 | sunoo;
cheek kisses
it is a simple fact of life that you are kind of in love with sunoo’s cheeks
whether it be pinching them, kissing them, whatever
like the sky is blue
grass is green
y/n loves sunoo’s cheeks
and yeah at first he teased you for it
“do you even love me or are you just with me for my cheeks??”
“.......”
but after a while it just become a Thing and no one said anything abt it anymore
until one day sunoo decided to pull the uno reverse card
yeah that’s right
suddenly it’s your cheeks being pinched and kissed
the first time he did anything caught you so off guard
like ?? did he just ???
“but that’s my thing...”
eventually you get used to it
and there’s less and less pinching from both of you
and a lot more kissing also from both of you
until you two gross everyone out with how sweet of a couple you are
“you’re just jealous bc you don’t have a y/n to kiss ur cheeks”
정원 | jungwon;
cuddling
LISTEN
listen.
something about jungwon just screams that he’d be an amazing cuddler
he just seems so soft and fluffy man idk
will use literally anything as a reason to cuddle you
that package you ordered didn’t arrive on time? looks like some cuddling is needed.
had a bad day at work/school? cuddles are here to make it better!
got a paper cut? i’m not an expert but i think u might need some jungwon cuddles
but let’s be honest with ourselves here
he probably wouldn’t even need any excuses
like he’d just cuddle up to you out of the blue
and you just wrap your arms around him and accept it
because he does it so often it’s just a normal day with ur boyfriend attached to you via koala style clinging
"you're so comfy"
you guys probably take so many spur of the moment naps bc you get so comfy while snuggling
i’m gonna cry where can i get a jungwon
니키 | niki;
wrapping his arm around you
idk guys
like sunghoon, niki doesn’t really give me “super affectionate boyfriend” vibes
#JustSagittariusThingz
i mean if you initiate it he won’t like push you off or smth
probably
but he’s not gonna be hanging off your arm 25/8
unlike some people
*cough* heewon *cough*
howeverrrrr
he does like having his arm around you
whether it be your waist, your shoulders, your arm, whatever
bc that way he can show you some love without being uncomfortable or grossly lovey dovey
also unlike some other people
and does it at the most random times too
like you’ll be at the grocery store trying to decide what kind of chips you want
and he’ll just come up to you
wrap his arm around your waist
and rest his head on your shoulder
it probably makes him feel more 'grown up'
but also
he just likes having you close 🥺
but not too close
#enhypen reactions#enhypen headcanons#enhypen imagines#enhypen x reader#enhypen x gender neutral reader#enhypen x you#enhypen fanfiction#enhypen scenarios
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HELLO, DEAR!
Undertaker here! How are you today?
I was thinking the other day and I remembered an idea of mine I requested some time ago to another blog and I wanted to see your point of view as well, if you're comfortable with it ofc! I'll change it a bit because I have more ideas about it than before.
What if, hear me out, Obey me!MC was Sukuna's vessel??
I was thinking about a Female!MC but if you want you can keep them gender neutral (I don't mind!). So let's get into it, shall we?
Some facts about MC before the Devildom:
- They've already eaten all Sukuna's fingers
-But they are able to keep him calm inside themselves because over the year they've been together, MC decided to approach him more (Ya know if you have to die with/for someone, at least know them better)
-Sukuna took a liking to the MC, even though he would never admit it. (I mean- They always visit him in his domain to talk to him, read together, play cards (yes. You heard me. The king of curses loves Poker and UNO) or chess, they always ask him where would he like to go eat something, offer him some of their food to let him try new things, ect. Sometimes, but only SOMETIMES, they let him take control (not fully but they both can talk from the same mouth and he has control over one side, while MC has control over the other one))
- Having said that, Sukuna's still a stinky sassy bastard King. He's still rude, acts like he doesn't care about them and always finds a way to let them down when they're too happy. If they're sad though, he doesn't hurt them more. Sometimes MC even asks him advice whenever they're in doubt and after his bulling he actually gives pretty good advice (if you consider extreme violence a good advice that is)
Anyway, MC was going to get executed when suddenly they fell into Devildom. Their file didn't mention Sukuna at all and MC noticed that because when they arrived covered in talismans and chains the demons were confused about it. So, they kept the King a secret until lesson 16.
After Belphegor's crushing hug, while MC (the one from the original timeline) is in Mammon's arm, before Barbatos Thanoses the other timeline, Sukuna heals them and takes fully control of their body (the tattoos, the fangs, the long black claws, the other pairs of eyes and arms appear).
Now, HOW would the brothers, Diavolo and Barbatos react?
If it is too much or I did something wrong, feel free to ignore this! It's okay! Love you and have a good day!
OH MY GOD ?? THIS IS FANTASTIC THANK YOU OMG !
(i think i'm gonna do it hc style for the individual characters feelings but also some dialogue n stuff and each hc thing for each character is written as like in the game like they all like MC except belphie for obvious reasons)
tags: swearing, lesson uhhh smth spoilers ?? i think like 16 ?? (lmk if i need to tag anything else)
also hi ‘taker🥺🥺 i’m good today,, had a bit of a rough morning but i got to see my partner so i feel better !! how are you ? :D
and without further ado..
MC who is Sukuna's Vessel
- hold up
- hold the fuck up
- it was confusing enough when there were two MCs and one of them was near death in mammon's arms
- but now the injured MC gets healed and comes back to life ? but has another set of arms and eyes and is covered in strange tattoos ?
- then the other MC disappears ?
- when the demon MC starts talking, their voice is different and what-
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"What the fuck did you to do MC?" Sukuna hastily spits out, checking the body for any other injuries. MC's voice is back and talking out of the same mouth.
"Sukuna, stand down," MC says.
"But he almost killed you ! Without me we wouldn't be standing here right now !" Sukuna argues back.
"I'm aware of that, but we have to be civil about this and talk to them," MC responds sternly.
"Then I want to be present for it. I'm not letting anything happen to you- I mean me. Yes me because I die if you die and I'm too godly to die," Sukuna rambles out before retracting the other set of arms but leaving the tattoos. He opens one of the eyes and forms a mouth on MC's right cheek to watch and participate in the conversation.
All the brothers and Divolo looked stunned at the scene that just happened.
"Questions ?" MC jokingly asks.
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Lucifer -
- what ?
- questions ? is MC joking ?
- who the fuck is talking out of MCs body and what jurisdiction does he have
- isnt MC supposed to be human ??
- what does this mean for their relationship ?
- why did MC keep it from him ?
- he looks at dia and barbatos with the most confused face
- looks back at MC equally confused
- def hurts his pride that he didn't know
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"Explain"
Lucifer's confusion turns to anger because that's the only way he knows how to cope/react to this.
Sukuna starts talking.
"Show a little more respect. I'm a king after all."
"Don't be an ass," MC shoots back. MC looks at Lucifer a little embarrassed.
"Uh, so this is Sukuna. He's the king of curses ? We kind of share a body because... uhh... it's a very long story but i mean the gist of it is I ate his thousand year old fingers ? There was 20 of them because he had two sets of arms like you saw before- it was very gross- but i had to because of the energy they posses ? When you brought me here and I was covered in seals and chains, was when I was about to be executed because I have all of Sukuna in me. So,, he can do stuff like heal my body and give me cool powers ? I don't really know what else to say." MC rambles using awkward hand motions and finishes by scratching the back of their head.
"Way to make me sound like a total fucking loser," Sukuna glares at MC.
"For the love of god stop talking-" MC shoots back.
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Mammon
- huh ? someone has been sharing a body with his MC the whole time ?
- were they present the whole time ?
- did they see him acting like an idiot in love ?
- was sukuna there during e v e r y conversation he's ever had w them
- never felt more insecure and betrayed tbh
- why wouldn't you tell him ? he was your first
</3
- wants you all to himself
- doesn't want to share you with some four armed idiot
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"So he's just, there all the time ?" Mammon asks.
"Not really? He has a headspace and he usually just chills in there but he can watch what's going on if he wants to." MC responds.
"That makes me sound lazy," Sukuna complains.
"Well if you don't like how I describe you then maybe you can talk about yourself. You're very good at it," MC smirks.
"Fine. I can do whatever I want. We can trade who has control over MC's body. I have a large supply of cursed energy and will beat the shit out of the next person who touches MC," Sukuna glares at Belphie.
"Yeah beat them in poker maybe. But not mariokart. You suck at video games in the headspace," MC laughs.
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Leviathan
- was that how MC was so good at video games ?
- because they spent hours on end with this guy in their head playing video games ?
- why didn't MC come to him to play games ?
- why is MC okay with sharing a body with Sukuna ?
- why can he be the one to share a body with MC ?
- why was MC playing video games with literally anyone else ?
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"So let me get this straight, you are his fingers and now you share a body ? How does that even work ? That sounds like something out of the manga 'My best friend ate some ancient object and now shares a body with an immortal warrior'" Levi questions MC.
"Okay so, Sukuna lived a really long time ago. When he died, the only thing that survived were his fingers. They each hold an incredible amount of cursed energy and it's only his fingers so from there you can imagine how powerful he was with the rest of his body," MC explains.
"Okay but that doesn't tell me why you ate the fingers ?" Levi raises an eyebrow.
"Oh. So I went to a high school for Jujutsu sorcerers, which are people who can manipulate cursed energy, and once I ate the first one to save my friend from dying, my choices were to die now or eat all of Sukuna and then be executed because he would die with me," MC says as if them dying was nothing.
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Satan
- why has he never heard about Sukuna in any of the books he's read ?
- he historically doesn't exist in anything the devildom has book-wise
- so who is he ?
- needs to find out everything he can about him
- is there a way to separate MC and Sukuna ?
- his blood is boiling at the thought of MC sharing a body with someone
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"So you've basically had super human powers this entire time and elected to not tell us ?" Satan glares at MC.
"Well, when you put it like that it sounds bad. I just didn't want you all to meet Sukuna because he has a lot of anger issues and is quite an asshole and I was trying to avoid this entire conversation that is happening," MC sighs.
"Rude," Sukuna says.
"Anger issues. You think we couldn't deal with this ? Are you serious right now ?" Satan asks.
MC shrugs their shoulders nervously.
"How much do you actually know about what sharing a body with him does to you ?" Satan asks while looking at the small mouth and glaring.
"I mean, I get these marks because he had them when he was alive. He was also so powerful to the point he had four arms and another set of eyes, like you saw before. I get those when he takes over mostly, but I can kee him restrained. But the eye thing is why I've always had slits under my eyes because the eyes are the most common thing to show up. The arms don't really. But it's entirely painless so don't worry," MC somewhat calmly explains.
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Asmodeus
- those marks make MC look so good wtf-
- not the time
- so this Sukuna person lived a thousand years ago ?
- what was this about jujutsu sorcery ?
- what even is that ?
- asmos not the brightest on the block but from the looks on his brothers faces none of them know what the fuck MC is talking about either.
- they've explained a little bit of it b there's still some missing info
- what is sharing a body really like
- how much of MCs body can change to be like Sukunas ?
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"So how much of your body can he control ? What can he heal ? Could he bring you back from the dead ?" Asmo curiously asks.
"He can't control much because it's my body and I have a lot of raw power by myself. I don't know if he can bring us back from the dead. I don't think so though or else the Jujutsu school wouldn't have tried to execute me. He used to be able to bring us back when I hadn't eaten all of his fingers, but now I don't think he can," MC explains.
"So why do you let him live in your body if he can't do much for you ?" Asmo questions.
"Well one, I don't think there's a way to get him out-"
"I'm still here you know," Sukuna interrupts.
"You've made that clear," MC says before continuing, "And two he can do stuff for me. It's like a symbiotic relationship. I give him a host and he protects me."
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Beelzebub
- protects MC ?
- that's his job
- why is someone else protecting MC ?
- overall confusion
- even tho MC has gone over it multiple times, he doesn't get how or why Sukuna is in MC's body
- maybe it's the shock
. was this why MC could challenge him to armwrestling and almost win ?
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"So how long has he been in you ?" Beel asks.
"About a year," MC responds.
"Can he make you live longer aside from healing you ?" Beel asks hopefully.
"I'm sorry, I don't think so..." MC says while looking at the ground. They cross their arms. They look small, as if they aren't small enough compared to him already.
"So, what does this mean ? Now that your secret is out... are you going to stay in the devildom with us ? Or do you have to leave ?"
" If I leave I'll surely be executed when I go back to the human world. If I stay I don't know what will happen to me, but it's not up to me. It's up to you guys if you want me to stay. I understand if you want me to go, I was harboring a big secret and it's probably unnerving to know that you're never truly alone with me, but Sukuna actually cares about my boundaries even though he acts like he doesn't. There are some pluses and there are some drawbacks but ultimately you have to decide." MC responds, looking from brother to brother then at Dia and Barbatos
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Belphie
- MC ? dead if you back to the human world ? doesn't bother him
- he doesn't care
- he hasn't known MC long enough to care
- diavolo may have told everyone that MC was a descendant of human Lilith and he told everyone the events that actually happened, but why should he have any attachment to MC
- MC isnt Lilith, and MC sure as hell doesn't like him after the events that happened today
- from what he's heard, MC dying would be good for the human world
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"I say send MC back. What happens to them isnt our problem any more," Belphie says while under his magical restraints Diavolo put on him.
"Of course you would say that," Satan glares at him.
"Shut up Belphie !!" Mammon and Levi yell.
"You don't have any right to an opinion in this matter." Lucifer states.
"Belphie that's mean," Asmo says.
Beel frowns.
"I vote they stay. I like MC regardless, and if all I have to do is adjust to Sukuna then I'll do it," Beel says while looking Belphie dead in the eye.
There's a beat of silence.
"Me too," Mammon says.
"Hey ! I was going to say that !" Levi protests.
"Oooh~ Count me in !" Asmo says with a smile.
"I also think they should stay," Satan says and looks at MC.
"My personal preference is also that they stay, but Lord Diavolo it's up to you," Lucifer says and looks at Dia.
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Diavolo
- he knew there was something off, but couldnt place his finger on it
- he also constantly got a powerful vibe from MC and this explains it
- he was very fond of MC and enjoyed their presence
- he knew what he was going to do
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"Barbatos, what do you think ?" Dia asks him.
"The decision is up to you m'lord," Barbatos responds.
"Well Id also like the input of my trusty all knowing butler," Diavolo laughs.
"Then, I see no reason to send them back to the human world. They can live out their lives here and safe from the school that wants to execute them. It also wouldn't be an issue to get anyone from the human world here if MC so desired," Barbatos replied.
"Then it's settled ! Welcome to the devildom for the rest of your life MC!!" Diavolo smiled and welcomed MC with open arms.
MC smiled and accepted the hug.
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Barbatos
- he didn't know all along, but he know when the timelines crossed and he had to erase the other
- MC was very near and dear to his heart though and he wasnt about to let them be killed
- just wants to keep MC safe
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I HOPE I DID A GOOD JOB AND THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST REMEMBER TO FRINK SOME WATER ILY TAKER <3
- mars :)
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hiii! this month I’ve read a lot of great fics, so I decided is time to start my monthly fic rec… that means I’ll be doing a short fic rec and recap every month with my favorite fics of the month
note: the fics I’ll be mentioning weren't necessarily posted recently
!!! - please be careful and read all the tags and/or warnings before start reading and left kudos and nice messages to the authors <33
❀ Divinely Blessed by thinlines @thinlinez | 17k | Explicit | ABO | fic post
“I heard you, Ni. But what do you mean?”
“What do you mean what I mean?”
Harry rolled his eyes as he shoved his alpha friend down onto a seat. “Did you mean you lick someone out or…?”
“Nah, mate! It was me! I got licked out!” Harry could only stare at Niall in horror.
Alpha Harry prides himself on having the bravest and most caring omega who might or might not just fulfill his sudden curiosity.
note: for some reason i don’t know i fell in love with the ABO and found this fic someway and WOW! it’s really fluffy and sweet and while i was reading all i could think about was “god! i really want someone who love me like Harry loves Lou and viceversa” and also has a great smut scene, funny and well writen (cliff ily babe)
❀ Promise me you won’t run away by thinlines | 23k | Explicit | ABO | Español
“Does kissing me stop you from having bad thoughts?” Harry asked, voice muffled into the collar of Louis’ dress shirt. Louis chuckled at this. He trailed a hand down Harry’s back, feeling the muscles tensing along with his touch.
“I guess you can say that. You’re a good distraction.”
“Then I will be the best distraction.” Harry answered, pulling back and watched Louis’ lips unashamedly.
“Come distract me, then.”
Or the Prince/ Knight AU in which Harry left Louis, but the omega never once gave up on them.
note: this fic is beautiful and really REALLY well written, i need to say i cried and im the most cold person in the world but this caught me and I LOVED IT! but also when i finished it i got mad because in the end notes was the spanish translation and i read it in english lmao; anyway i love it!!!... summing this up, the fic made me thought about that LOVE ALWAYS WIN <33
❀ Twist the knife by jishler @jishlerfics | 6k | Explicit | Angst / Smut | fic post
Infuriating, but Louis missed it. Louis missed him. His thighs and his chest and breath and warmth and toothbrush next to Louis’. He missed sex with Harry but he missed his presence more: Louis would settle for watching Harry get himself off if it meant he got to see him; hear the voice that was like a soothing balm over all his wounds.
Two weeks after their breakup, Harry wants his toys back.
note: i definetely don’t read smut in purpose and the reason i’ve read this was because i love the moodboard BUT i need to thank the person who put it on my dash because i liked it so much!! was fun to read and the smut is pretty well written :))
❀ Hold you now by solvetheminourdreams @solvetheminourdreams | 131k | Angst with happy ending | fic post | playlist
The string within Harry's own sweatpants is now dangling outside of his pocket, stretched so far out that the seams of his pants have tightened. His eyes remain hyper focused on Louis, how oblivious he is—scrolling through his phone without a care in the world, while Harry feels his tilt on its axis.
Three years ago, Harry Styles said goodbye to communications consultancy firm McQuiston Worldwide, leaving a life of travel and agency PR behind. When he accompanies his best friend to a family wedding across the Atlantic, he'll be forced to reopen old wounds and face his past—one that no one wants to hash out, but may just have to.
note: at the end of the first chapter i was emotional, is the kind of fic that you feel every single emotion, the one you literally feel are part of it... it’s perfectly well written and please give it a chance and check all the stef’s works because she’s a super talented writer... if i say something else i’ll probably do spoilers so, shut up ana.
❀ The money mark by brightgolden @brightgolden | 52k | Explicit | ABO | fic post
Harry's heart beats faster in his chest as the name sinks in. The Tomlinson name is awfully familiar, and he isn’t sure how many rich Tomlinsons are out here in London, but he knew one. Seven years ago.
Like all fine things in the world, Louis Tomlinson ages exceptionally well.
OR
Where Louis is Harry’s first sugar daddy who dumped him over text and their paths cross, seven years later.
note: THIS IS MY FAVORITE FIC OF THE YEAR. sorry, but this fic is super well written, is omega harry + alpha louis and find smth like this is almost impossible! but i loved the fact that harry could be an omega and a sugar baby but he’s independant and strong and wow! it’s amazing; everyone should read it because it’s really good!! (ps. louis is the alpha of my dreams, he’s a complete gentlemen)
❀ Sweet like candy by neodiamond @neondiamond | 4k | General Audiences | ABO | fic post
Louis is an Alpha with an odd obsession for gummy bears. Harry is an Omega who makes friends a little too easily. They meet on the bus.
note: this is the cutest fluffy fic I have ever read! strangers to friends to lovers <333
❀ Literally making love by Brooklyn_babylon @twopoppies | 30k | Explicit | Robot/Human Relationship | fic post
Holding up one of the android's eyes to the workshop’s windows, he smiled as the light picked up the gold flecks in the pale green of his irises. Louis had always paid attention to even the tiniest details.
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All Louis intended to do was rescue someone in need from loneliness. He had no idea it would be himself.
note: science + me = signal error BUT this fic. OMG. how to say this is one of the fics would be in my recap at the end of the year; i have read another fic by Gina and was really good but this is probably my favorite between both of them... all i know and want now is to create my perfect partner lmao.
❀ I’m gonna keep this love, if you let me by pixies @tomlinbuns | 26k | Explicit | ABO | fic post
Louis makes Harry pretend to be his boyfriend one night out. The rest is history.
note: this one is simple to discribe... the best of the best. one of my favorites abo fics, funny, teasing and very romantic. i enjoyed so much read how these two guys fell in love with each other. god bless this fic <33
❀ Beautiful stranger by lovelarry10 @chloehl10 | 66k | Explicit | ABO / Mpreg | fic post
“Did you want to- oh. Uh, sorry, I-” Harry stuttered, licking his lips as he looked over Louis’ bare torso, not focusing on the ocean ahead of him. “You’re very distracting, Lou.”
“Trying to tell me you haven’t seen a topless Omega before?” Louis asked, walking back to his rucksack and grabbing a bottle of suncream out of it before returning to stand by Harry.
“Not one as stunning as you,” he thought he heard Harry mutter as he started to rub the cream into his shoulders.
*****
When Alpha Harry Styles attends the Gucci Cruise 2020 show, he knows what to expect: clothes, clutch bags, and a few too many pretentious people. What he doesn’t expect, however, is to run into an Omega who is more beautiful than anything on the runway.
note: this fic is from 2019 but who cares, i loved it so much and i want to thank/blame @justalarryblog because she unintentionally recommended it to me in her abo fic rec post and now i want someone like this harry in my life... is it too much to ask? because is one of the most beautiful abo fics i’ve read this month and wow. if you haven’t read it yet, what are you waiting for??
❀ Waiting on you by beckywritesthings @beckydoesthings | 21k | Mature | Mpreg | fic post
“Do you want to touch?” Harry asks, taking one of his hands off to tangle with Louis’. His open invitation finally drags Louis’ attention away from his baby and up to his face, blue eyes wobbly with emotions. It’s clear that he’s too taken to really form words, so Harry takes the initiative to press their laced hands against his shirt fabric, warmth from the skin radiating through.
Louis pushes his shirt up to his chest, taking Harry’s hand and pressing it to hold the fabric in place. His hands return to warm skin, palms even more scalding now that there’s nothing in between them. And then, as if that wasn’t enough for Harry’s heart to handle, Louis leans in, pressing his lips right above his belly button.
“Hi, baby,” he says, lips moving across his skin softly. “I’m your… I’m Louis.”
Or Harry is pregnant with a stranger’s baby and Louis doesn’t know. It’s a minor detail that Harry’s both living with Louis and in love with him. No big deal.
note: this fic is really new, someone reblogged the fic post and when i saw it first i was like ‘huh?’ and then suddendly (in less than a minute) decided it was the next thing i’ll be reading and now i’m completely in love with it. Lou i need to say you’re the kind of guy everyone wants in their life <3
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❀ all the love, ana. xx
#monthly fic recs#larry fic rec#trackinghome#1dsource#tracksintheam#it's too late to publish this??? idk and idc hope someone like this#and again thanks to the author for their amazing fics!!!#28th appreciation#my fic rec
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Head-canons for pre-void Rob? :3
Sexuality Headcanon: i hc Rob as gay, but i think he wouldn't have discovered that until after coming back from the Void.
he didn't even rly have friends (hence why he was sent to the Void in the first place), so i can't imagine he developed any crushes to be able to figure out his sexuality or anything. so he was mostly just questioning
Gender Headcanon: trans guy (maybe a nonbinary trans guy?), which possibly could've enhanced his own personal feeling of "not belonging" or smth as time went on ... like maybe he didn't fully understand his gender yet
Ship I Have With Said Character: none rly, because he didn't interact with anyone. but a pre-Void Gumrob au could be cute?
OR... i don't ship them, but pre-Void Rob x Tobias. just because in 'The Party,' no one was allowed to go to the party without a date... and Rob was only seen hanging out with Tobias there. so maybe he and Tobias went together because no one else would go with either of them
(Rachel probably made Tobias bring a date too, even though the party was at his house lol)
BROTP I Have With Said Character: maybe Rob and Molly? i think it'd be nice if they were sorta friends before they both went to the Void.
i don't think they'd be close at all, and Molly would probably be too focused on telling her own stories to let Rob say anything about himself, but it'd help him feel just a little bit less ignored at school.
if that were the case, imagine Rob being sent to the Void first, leaving Molly with no one to really listen to her stories, so that just speeds up the time it takes for her to be forgotten too.
NOTP I Have With Said Character: none ?
Random Headcanon (Disclaimer: throughout this next response, i'm referring to the fact that TAWOG somewhat has a show within itself—NOT the fact that it's an irl cartoon with a real crew. i hope this isn't confusing):
i can't really see him having parents (at least not ones that are heavily involved in his life)?
i sorta feel like ... the show didn't even bother giving him a backstory or a family or anything. nothing was written for him, so he wasn't given a false sense of home, or any place to go once he was done being just another one of Gumball's classmates. NOW OBVIOUSLY, he wasn't "self aware" at this point in time, so it's not upsetting for him and isn't some sort of tragic backstory (until he's out of the Void).
he literally just has nothing, he's only ever seen at school/with the other students in season 1, so that's sort of just the only place he's written to exist.
so i also hc that's why he was in front of Gumball's old house in the Void. Rob was not written to have any sort of life of his own; his existence relies on Gumball and the show. there was nothing of his own to disappear into the Void with him.
Molly, on the other hand, was at least given her treehouse (something that was written into the show!!!! in the episode 'The Pressure') while she was in the Void. that was the only other place she was seen outside of the school that belonged to her, so it was able to go in the Void with her.
so when Rob said "There is no place for me in this world. I don't have a mom. I don't have any siblings, either." when he came back, it's because he never had any of that stuff to begin with!!! this kid was living in some sort of out-of-bounds screen anytime we weren't seeing him in the school.
General Opinion Over Said Character: I LOVE ROB AS A CHARACTER IN GENERAL, but i honestly never think about pre-Void Rob. i acknowledge how he used to be and stuff, but i've never rly felt the need to add headcanons on top of it because ... idk, he doesn't even remember what his life used to be like.
i honestly kind of like it that way, and i'm content with my headcanon that he was written to be forgotten, even in Gumball's world. but it does make me wonder if that's not the case, and if there is anything in canon about his pre-Void life that we haven't been told about (yet)?
regarding the irl TAWOG crew, i would like to know what it was about Rob specifically that they decided to make Him the one to be forgotten and given this whole plot line. i'm glad it was him because his design is interesting and i can't see this arc with any other character.
but why Rob? and how early in the show's production was this story decided on? like, is that why there was no Rob-centric episode in season 1, or was that an afterthought?
#THIS RESPONSE GOT SM LONGER THAN I MEANT IT TO sorry lol#this was kinda hard because i think about pre-void Rob. but i dont think of him at all at the same time lol ... i'm a fake Rob fan#long post#tawog#the amazing world of gumball#tawog rob#rob#pre void rob#the text#the headcanon#the inbox
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