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hinatastinygiant · 4 months

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Pairing: Uzui x Fem!Reader

The Emptiness You Left

"Hey," Hinatsuru smiles at you as she enters the room. You look over at her from your desk where you were sitting to fix your hair and notice the armful of clothes she's carrying.

"What's all that?" you ask.

"Well, we just figured that since all you ever wear is your uniform..." she begins.

"That you would like some more clothes," Suma chimes in. "They're ours, but it's all stuff we don't really wear. So we thought we could give them to you!"

"I'm sure we'll all fit into each other's clothes," Hinatsuru says, placing the pile of fabrics onto your bed. "Besides, we can always get new ones if they don't. But try them on and let us know."

"We should get going in about thirty minutes. Think you'll be ready by then?" Suma grins at you.

"That's so nice of you guys. Thank you," you smile. "I'll try them on now and let you know. I can be ready by then."

As Hinatsuru leaves the room, Suma takes a step closer. "I wanted to give you this, too," she says, holding a small, black mascara bottle.

"Oh, is this for me? I, uh..." you begin to stutter. You haven't worn makeup since before your mother died. You've been living in orphanages and on the run ever since then so there hasn't really been an opportunity.

"Yeah, I know, it's not the best brand," Suma giggles, shaking the bottle in her hands. "And I'm not really good at applying it myself, but I can try if you want."

"No, it's okay," you nod, and Suma smiles. "It just made me think of my mom..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No, it's okay," you tell her. "You can keep going."

The two of you are quiet for a minute as Suma stares at you, studying your face. You shift nervously, waiting for her to speak.

"Your eyes are so pretty," she says, her voice soft. "It would be a shame to hide them behind all this stuff."

"Oh, should we not use it then?" you ask as you clear your throat.

"No, I mean, we can if you want," she shrugs. "I'm just saying because they're such a pretty color."

"Thanks, Suma," you reply, a bit embarrassed. The only person who has ever stared at your face like this was your little sister when she was trying to get something she couldn't have.

"While you think about it," Suma begins. "Let's try the dresses out first."

You pick up one of the dresses- a white and red floral one- and slip it on. Once it's on, you walk over to your mirror and stare at yourself.

"Do you like it?" Suma asks, a hopeful look in her eyes.

"I do," you nod. "My mom wore dresses like this..."

Suma's eyes go wide. "I-I really don't mean to keep making you think about her," she says, her cheeks growing pink. "It's just that you look so pretty. And that dress shows it off!"

"Really?" you hum, feeling a bit more confident.

"Yeah," she nods as she watches you take another good look at yourself in the mirror. "Hey, Y/N, you don't have to answer this. But what happened to your mother?"

"She was taken by a demon," you answer, turning around to face her. "I didn't realize until recently but I've got reason to believe it was Doma who killed her."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Suma says.

"It's okay. I just miss her a lot," you shrug, a bittersweet smile on your lips.

"So, are we not going to talk about the fact that she looks stunning in that dress," you hear Makio, who is leaning against your door frame, interrupt the two of you.

"I'm so glad you like it," Suma smiles.

"I love it," you grin, looking down at yourself.

"It was mine, but I'm glad to give it to you," she says.

"It's very sweet of you, Makio. Thanks," you smile.

"Hey, we should get going now. Are you alright, Y/N?" Makio then asks. She must've heard your conversation with Suma.

"I'm okay. Just a bit nervous, I guess. I haven't been around a lot of people since I lost my sister," you explain to the two of them.

"I promise we'll be right by your side," Suma nods her head as she links her arm with yours. "I won't let you out of my sight."

"You've got nothing to worry about," Makio smiles. "Come on."

The three of you make your way outside, where Hinatsuru is waiting for you in a lovely purple dress.

"Ready to go, ladies?" she smiles happily just as a car pulls up.

"Wow," you gasp, watching as the car drives up the long path leading to the house.

"Come on, Y/N," Makio says, pulling you towards the vehicle. "Ride's here!"

You climb inside and watch as the others join you. Hinatsuru gives the driver directions and then he takes off.

As the four of you are riding through the city, you feel your stomach twist into knots. You have quite literally never been in a bar or an expensive restaurant before. All you know is from what you've seen on TV.

"Is this going to be safe?" you ask, looking at Hinatsuru.

"Of course," she smiles reassuringly.

"Don't worry," Suma adds. "We're going to stay together. I promise, no demon will try anything."

"If it helps," Makio says. "No one is going to notice us. They won't even remember us when we're gone."

"That is what happens when you drink," Hinatsuru laughs.

"That does help," you nod.

"But that doesn't mean that you can drink yourself under the table," Makio warns you, wagging her finger. "I don't want to see you drowning your sorrows in alcohol."

"Makio!" Suma scolds her, hitting her in the shoulder.

"What? It's true," Makio shrugs.

"She's not wrong," you agree, a slight blush appearing on your cheeks. "It does sound like something I'd do."

The three of you laugh as the car pulls up to a beautiful restaurant. You look out the window and see a sign with the words 'Red Dragon' written across it.

"Are we going in there?" you ask, your eyes wide.

"Yep," Hinatsuru answers. "Looks nice, huh?"

"Yeah," you nod.

Once inside, you're greeted by the hostess. She takes the four of you to your table and hands you the menu. You look around and see a band of four people playing music and a small dance floor where some drunk men are dancing.

"This place is nice," Suma comments as the two of you take your seats.

"I think we'll have a fun time," Makio grins.

"Let's see, what would you like to eat, Y/N?" Hinatsuru asks, opening the menu.

"Um, I'm not sure. What are you guys having?"

"Well, I'm getting the spicy noodles," Makio smiles.

"I'm getting the shrimp," Suma says. "You should try it, Y/N. It's delicious!"

"No, the salmon! That's the best," Hinatsuru chimes in.

As you watch the three of them argue about what type of fish you should order, a strange sensation washes over you. All of this is completely new. You've never had to argue over food with your siblings because there was never a choice. It was either eat what you have or starve until the next meal.

"Are you okay?" Suma asks, looking over at you.

"Oh, yeah," you nod.

"Are you sure?" Hinatsuru asks.

"I just don't get how to choose my meals," you admit, and they all stare at you before grinning ear to ear.

"Nobody gets that, Y/N," Suma giggles. "Choosing a meal is harder than it looks when there's so many good options."

"It's not that," you shake your head. "How do you not think about how people are starving to death, or being kidnapped or tortured right now? I don't mean to seem ungrateful for all you do for me but there are so many people laughing and dancing while others are getting attacked by demons right as we speak."

"You've seen a lot of shit, haven't you, Y/N," Makio shakes her head.

"I guess," you sigh, running your fingers through your hair.

"Look," Hinatsuru begins. "It's hard. We all go through that. You're right, there are a lot of terrible things happening in the world. But the thing is, we can't do anything about them. Not yet, at least. So why not live life to the fullest, huh? Don't let anyone else ruin your happiness."

"That's exactly right," Suma nods. "You deserve this. You're a strong woman, and we're proud to call you our friend."

"Thanks," you nod. "I'm sorry for bringing down the mood."

"Not at all," Hinatsuru shakes her head.

"You can't help it. We understand," Makio adds. "Let's just do our best to enjoy ourselves."

"Okay," you smile.

You all then begin to order your food and drink.

The Emptiness You Left

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tksavvy · 6 months

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Rebel Cookie Headcanons

Notes: Tough Lee, Sneaky Ler

Tickle Notes: Pretty scary ler, but regarding his lee side...i don't think he's as tough as I envisioned him...

Bonus Notes: I adore this dood. I cannot get enough of him.

🍚Lee!Rebel headcanons🌙

-Get ready, because this is gonna be a LOT.

-I'd like to start this off by saying this controversial bit: don't tell anyone, but Rebel Cookie is extremely ticklish. On the tickle scale from one to ten he's like a 9. Please don't ask why.

-Basically, he only wants to be tickled by the people he trusts the most or is closest to, probably because he's ticklish af, and WILL claim he isn't sensitive, when he IS.

-When asked he just backs down nervously and randomly say "me? ticklish? you trickster, you know I'm not..." while being nervous and getting the hell out of there and knowing that he is deadlily ticklish and if anyone finds out he's f-ing doomed

"You know I'm not." -💙

*[C/N] approaches Rebel with wiggling fingers*

"Right? RIGHT?!" -💙

-Only Vagabond Cookie knows of this, and how he found out is that he made a bet with Rebel Cookie that he is ticklish after Rebel Cookie tickled him half-an-hour before, and then he squeezes Rebel's sides, earning a small squeal from him.

"Oh my God. I always knew it oh dear god." - 🧡

"NONONONONO-" -💙

-rebel told him to not tell anyone about it (it backfired. he "accidentally" told Kumiho and Werewolf)

"Vagabond, why?!" -💙

"Sorry, not sorry, but I clearly said no promises~" -🧡

*Rebel Cookie blushes uncontrollably, and Vagabond Cookie smiles at this and pokes Rebel Cookie's sides to make him blush even harder*

*MUFFLED SQUEAL*

-Switch, more of a ler than a lee.

-his worst spots are his neck, armpits and chest (bonus of they get some nuzzles)

-speaking of which...give dude's chest some nuzzles and he absolutely MELTS

-if you combine that with squeezing his sides, congratulations sir, you officially broke him! (especially if you're Vagabond and decide to straight up tease the dude, that just completely destroys him)

"GAHAHAHA!! [C/N] STAHAP THAT!! JUHUST QUIHIHIT IT AHALRERADY!! AHAHAHAHA--"

*nuzzles his chest*

"OHOHDEHEARGOHODSAHANYTHINGBUT--THAHATAHAHAH--"

-it is actually very difficult to tell whenether he is in a lee mood or not. if he's in a lee mood (rarely happens) he becomes a *bit* more clingy than he usually is. (he isn't very clingy, so strangely, it's not very noticeable)

-if he's in a ler mood, it's just his usual personality but more playful than usual (especially when near the person he wants to wreck AND he's usually more taunting than usual when he's in the mood)

-but back to Lee!Rebel. he literally CAN'T say the tword in front of someone without getting embarrased and/or flustered. That's why he replaces it with the word "sensitive".

-if told to say that he's ticklish while being tickled it will immediately set his boisterous, loud laughter an entire octave higher

-weaknesses: being teased (especially when Vagabond, especially especially when in his weak spots, especially especially especially when Vagabond is attacking the weak spots), gang tickles, raspberries (especially on his worst spots), mention of the tword, being told to say he is ticklish (which gets him even more flustered)

-basically, Rebel has an extreme weakness to Vagabond.

🍚Ler!Rebel headcanons🌙

-Remember when I said he was a switch? To remind you once again, dude is a ler-leaning switch. He's more active as a ler than a lee.

-Imagine this: you're Vagabond Cookie, peacefully lying down, as your armpits are exposed. You're slowly beginning to fall asleep, as you actually feel a tickle in your left armpit. You don't know who it is, and suddenly they become a lot more. You begin to flail around helpless, laughing as the mischevious mastermind behind this tickles you senseless. That's the ticklish might of Rebel Cookie for ya.

"Man, THIS is how sensitive you are?! I wonder what's going on? Oh, I get it! You're extremely sensitive!" *proceeds to do raspberries on your sides* -💙

-Okay so, first of all, be very careful, as he is very, very vengeful at times, and when he is in that mood, he WILL get you back.

"That's what happens to those who underestimate me! Oh, how the mighty have fallen~" -💙

-Also extremely sneaky towards his lees...like a shadow, but worse. Did I mention that even when he's a ler he tends to get really flustered when saying the tword?

"Ha! Take that! Looks like you're not so tough after all! Guess I can say Vagabond Cookie was right about you!" -💙

-You try and tickle him once, either he rolls up into a ball of embarrassment, or...he retaliates, tickle sneak attack!!

-tickled Vagabond once. regretted it enjoyed it.

-Absolutely adores when his lees melt. (especially Vagabond, because oh boy, is revenge sweet in the perfect moments-)

"Oh, you're so...pathetically cute, squirming like this~! Just look at how you're blushing! That shade of red!" -💙

-Knows exactly what to do to get someone melting right away. Teases are an extreme no for him, because he's far too nervous, unless he actually needs to. (unless unless that someone is Vagabond)

"Looks like I found a particularly sensitive spot in ya, [C/N]...and I think I'm exploring it for a bit, if you don't mind~" -💙

-When he finds a weak spot in his lee, he attacks it all out with no sign of mercy. This continues until he or the lee is tired.

-He's almost never in a lee or ler mood. Pretty much in a switch mood all the time.

-but back to Ler!Rebel, he is literally aiming on Vagabond Cookie in hopes of revenge and wrecks him once Vaggie is out of guard, example, when he's lying down or distracted, he shows up from the deepest of shadows, jumps on him, and tickles the living daylights out of him.

-ler tools: fingers, raspberries, slight!teasing

-In conclusion, be careful with him, for he is SPEED.

And that's all my drabble about him!

Who should I target next? Tell me here!

#cookieruntickle #tickle headcanons #rebel cookie #sfw twords

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ihavenocluedude · 4 years

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I honestly need like some sort of person to just like send my writing to and get 100% honest feedback and tips. Like anyone got a discord group for that or anything? Like I have like 5% experience of writing smut, the Agent Whiskey thingy will either be great or cringy, I’m sorry in advance dudes.

Though like funny thing I’ve noticed while trying to analyze other smuts (researching smut is actually v fun, though also fkn irritating when you wanna write as well as others), some writers seem to accidentally like change the POV or change the name the reader calls the character during the smutty scenes (e.g one fic I read about bby James Bucky Barnes, where the reader didn’t know the Bucky nickname, but during le smut, she still called him Bucky out of nowhere. I mean it’s hilarious to notice tbh, something you don’t really think about usually.)

#random thoughts??#I will post soon #I swear #I'm just nervous doods #Planning_Updates

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quetonteria · 7 years

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Hi, this man is adorable and I love him

I hope you don’t mind, but I had to try to draw Shiloh! @sillyandquiteawkward

#honestly he is my fav and I just want to hug him #dood #doodles #i'm so nervous i hope you don't mind!!!#whoops didn't resize thisssssss ahhhh gotta do that later

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soobadnoonecanstopher · 2 years

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I feel like peanut. I'm in the position where I'm probably going to be kissed soon but I have no idea how to kiss because I was a late bloomer. I'm nervous.

It’s okay to be the one kissed though. You can just receive a kiss and that’s totally fine too, until you’re a little braver, a little bolder, a little used to it and then maybe you can give one too. Just be comfortable dood.

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whatifgirl · 3 years

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Saw this meme made by Cinna-muff and wanted to give it a shot. Click here to the template if anyone wants to do one too.

The first three rows are the main cast of a personal project called My Amora (previously called The Good Ol' Days). I'm surprised they retain most of their design from day one. Though the character themselves had changed over the years.

As for the fourth and fifth ones (too lazy to edit the numbers, which I apologize for), they're from a different project called A Dood's Life. Before this design, both were carbon copies of existing (but old) characters. Just with different personalities. Went through a lot of redesigning until finally sticking to their current look.

Still kinda nervous about talking about them and the story I wanted to write about... But anyone is still free to ask me... maybe? 🐣

Commissions | Ko-fi | Other Places to Find Me

#artists on tumblr #characer design #my amora #solo #neta fabrico #a dood's life #roy dood #bubbles dood #OC Evolution Meme #meme #folly amora

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goth-girlfriend · 4 years

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Good evening😬or morning or whateva :D I'm going to spoil you with a Endeavor request: Endeavor having sex with his affair and she gets pregnant but is too scared to tell him because of his past and when Endeavor finds out on accident he promises to be a good father and it turns out right :) like he plays with the baby all the time and cuddles it, super fluffy 😌

Good!.....night? It’s like 1:34 in the morning.... sooooo Good! morning! (8-24-2020) To you, you lovely person, spoiling me with such a great Endeavor Request 😌

I hope your day goes well as soon as I post this! Stay hydrated! 💦💙

💙💙❤️🖤❤️💙💙❤️🖤❤️💙💙

I couldn’t fight the tears as they started to sting along my water lines, I forced my eyes closed and tried to kick my lips, they tasted like poison and rubbed. I reached out for the countertop in-front of me. Finger shaking, just slightly as I grabbed the plastic in my hand. Three of four, say positive, the fourth didn’t give me an answer. How did this happen?!

“I know how this happen, in a very pleasurable way.....because I was being an idiot four months ago!” I scolded myself after asking my self the questions.

I swallowed and looked at my phone, it was new, Enji, bought it for me when I’d lost my old one off the roof of his car. I shuffled on my seat that were the steps to my tub. I took a deep breath, “I can’t tell him, I’ll have to leave him. I don’t want my child to go through the same things his children did.”

I stood up and started pacing the bathroom, “good plan good plan.” I lied to myself.

“Maybe I should tell him? I won’t be able to do it alone....” I stopped and looked at myself in the mirror, “No! What if.”

I felt the hot streaks running down the curves of my cheeks and jaw, but it didn’t register. I clenched my jaw and forced my eyes shut, I felt queasy, and the puking began. I stood up after kneeling for like ten minutes and rushed over to my legs mirror. I rose my hoodie, and it all made sense why I’d gained weight, if you looked hard enough, you could the bulge slowly not really, but just becoming visible, I looked bloated... maybe that’s why he never realized it.... also since it’s winter I’ve been using sweaters and hoodies much to Enji’s distaste. I laughed to myself before pouting, and placing both my hands on either side of my stomach, “I’m scared....” I swallowed the taste of fear, maybe puke, “I’ve never done this... I can’t call my parents... there not in Japan....” I fidgeted and pulled my shirt down, I heard the door bell and perked up, “Oh! My Noodles are here!”

I rushed to the door wallet in hand and ready to get my dood only to come face with Enji.

“Heeeeyyyyyy,” I poked my head out the door and looked around then poured and looked up at him, “You’re not the delivery guy.”

He gave me a look that clearly stated “Are you SERIOUS?”

“Right! You should come in before my pesky neighbor sees!” I pulled him in and looked around once more, my closest neighbor was actually about a quarter mile away, but that doesn’t matter.

“Soooooo,” I turned around and licked the door, “I didn’t expect you at all.” I smiled and fidgeted with my hands feeling sick.

“I’ve come to discuss this relationship.” His words were straight, I felt a fill run through my blood and bones, if he leaves.... what am I gonna do?

“Oh,” I nodded looked down, my voice was a whisper, “I guess say what you need.”

“I can’t keep having an affair, there are rumors rising already. My image can’t be ruined like this.”

I felt my heart pick up, my breathing felt struggled.

“I see,” I didn’t look up as I made myself take a breath feeling my heartbeat in my throat, “well, if this is it, I guess I should give back the jewelry, and other expensive gifts huh?”

“No, keep them, that’s not what I’m here for.” He shook his head eyes closed.

“Alright, is there anything else you need to say? Before you go?”

“I’m getting a divorce,” the words were like a punch to the stomach, I wasn’t the one being divorced but it definitely hit, I felt it rushing up. I rushed or my bathroom and stuffed the pregnancy tests into my hoodie pocket so Enji wouldn’t see them, I clung to the toilet shoving up the seat puked letting it all out. I was met with a tug at my hair, Enji was holding it back and fumbling with a black scrunches I’d left on my sink. He sighed as he rubbed my back, he kneeled beside me rubbing my back and handing me toilet tissue to wipe my mouth a bit that burned its wya through my nose. I took it and wiped my mouth away, I dry heaved a bit, and felt myself shaking, cold, so cold. Enji kept flushing the toilet until it was all gone, he helped me to sit on the toilet, “You’re sick.”

He sighed and closed his eyes, “Don’t move from here until I get back.”

I nodded and looked down, I let out a sigh and groaned, a divorce? He’s leaving Rei? Officially? I mean, it’s good cause this won’t be so scandalous anymore, but... it’s sudden.

I tried to stand by my thighs were shaky and weak. I paced my hands into hem and felt tears, I closed my eyes and let them fall, a new heat on my cheeks wiped them away, I looked to see Enji there, hands on my face, he could definitely crush my skull, his eyes looked sad, but his face was not showing that.

“I brought you water and some medicine to help with nausea. I don’t know what this is, but let’s get you to bed, you look tired, your cheeks and eyes are red and you look weak.” He didn’t let me answer as he gave me the medicine and stood up making his way to my room outside the bathroom and I could hear him moving the blankets.

Getting it my bed Enji told my to put my hand up, I did, he pulled my hoodie off leaving me in the tank top I wore underneath. Something fell but I don’t pay attention to what, but mostly because Enji was helping me sit, even if I didn’t want to. “You’ve already order food, I’ll wait here with you until gets here.”

He took my hand squeezed and I just nodded, the tears in my eyes, I didn’t even feel them, “So sweet.”

For a minute I forgot I was pregnant, until my phone gave a buzz, I looked ya it on the nightstand. I know the chime, it was for my period tracker, I’d neglected completely four times now. Enji didn’t read my phone simply handing it to me. I thanked him and swiped away the notification, “sleep.” He said and brought his free hand to brush my hair back, I craved his warm hand in this cold moment, “If you leave wake me up.�� He nodded, and I sighed and started to shuffle in the blanket.

***

“(Y/n),” I was shook awake, I blinked a few times feeling hot in the blanket I sat and pushed it back, I stood up and just as I was about to answer, back in the bathroom.

“We should take you to a doctor.” I hugged and nodded, “yeeaaahhhh.”

“Do you have one?” He asked and looked at his phone.

“No sir.” I was honest.

I heard him sigh, “Take off that shirt,” I hear him walk away followed by some clattering. I pulled off my shirt and he brought back my hoodie, “Wear this, I’m taking you to a doctor.”

He left again and started to talk on the phone, I pouted and pulled on my hoodie after taking off my shirt, “bully, I didn’t even get my lunch.”

I walked spurns my house in the socks I just pulled on looking for my shoes, “where?” I dropped to my knees looking under the sofa, “are you?” I reached aliens and felt something.

“Shoes?” I asked and pulled out some old low sneakers that I used to wear.... once, when I tried to work out.

“It’ll work.” I shrugged and started to pull them on.

“Ready?” I answered back with “YES DADDY SIR IM READY!” I heard a heavy sigh and smiled pushing myself off the floor as he walked into the room, he held up a bag, my food.

“Get in the car.” He tossed me my keys, “No driving.” I nodded and rushed to my car and got in the passenger side and turned it on. I pulled on my seat belt and sat waiting, I huffed after literally two minutes passed.

I honked then smiled seeing Enji come into the garage, I got happy, I like car rides with Enji...kinda like a dog I guess.... he handed me the plastic bag and placed a lime soda in the cup holder, “Do NOT, open it until were on the road.” I nodded and waited, until we pulled out and took the turn.

I opened my bag and found the stir fry noddles is been craving all day, “Don’t way to much, if you puke again well have to stop and clean the car.” “Okay, got it.”

I started of eat and look out the window and indulge in the noodles. I stopped a quarter way in when I felt a shuffle in my abdomen. My food was hitting on an empty stomach, and it’s showing. I covered the food up and placed it back in the bag and tried to didn’t some soda. I finished the drink by the time we pulled up to a clinc.... a women’s clinic. I cringed at the sight. “Why here?” I asked.

“I thought you’d be more comfortable with a woman for your doctor.

“Okaaaayyyy.” I prepped myself to get out, I watched Enji get out with no hesitation, I still hesitated, until he came and opened my door offering a hand. I took it and was pulled back by my seatbelt. I laughed sheepishly and I clicked it before getting help again. We walked in and surprisingly empty, I guess the parking lot gave that away though. We walked in, Enji made me sit, he went and got the paper work from the secretary, and brought it back and I started to fill it out. I smiled as I gave back to him, and he got up and took it back. He told the nurse something and she nodded with a big smile. He nodded and came back to sit by my side. I felt nervous, and didn’t fight the bouncing of my leg, I shimmied closer to his side and leaned my head on his shoulder. A few minutes passed until they called. They took blood for vitamin checks, and muscle and bone stuff, urine for some tests, something about protein and I didn’t catch the rest. They told me to sit on the bed my doctor would be here soon. Then asked if I’d like Enji in the room or not, I nodded and said yes let him stay, I kNOW WHAT THIS IS.... maybe it won’t be so bad with someone else. A few more minutes and here she came, a short plump woman with bright eyes.

“I’m here, so tell me whats happening.” She said and didn’t even look at me, just read some papers.

“Well, I’ve been queasy, and I’ve been puking most of the day-“ I was wished by a hand on my back, “This will help you.” I watched Enji reach into his pocket and pull out a ziplock I cringed at the sight, the four tests I’d stuffed in my jacket.

The doctor took it and looked at them and laughed, “Well,” she smiled and clipped them to her board, “I’ll tell them to run the urine for a test.”

“Thank you.” Enji answered and she nodded then left.

“.......sooooooo, hows the weather up there?” I said not looking up at him. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He didn’t look at me, just ahead at the wall. I looked around, “I was scared, that maybe, you wouldn’t want it or you know....your past... that you might... you know.....” The sigh he let out was depressing, I tried to look at him. I was hurt, out of every fight I’ve ever seen him in, I felt like maybe, just maybe, this would be the lowest I’d ever see him. “I-“ “No, don’t say your sorry,” his stare still on the floor, “I don’t blame you.... for thinking those things, if you want to leave with this child then you can do so. I just want you to know these few things before you make a choice.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat, it’s weird because I’m not the one who just got emotionally wounded.

“I don’t deserve to be a father again, I know it, I understand the things I’ve done are not right. It can’t easily be forgiven. The things I’ve done can last over a life time, I’m working to fix all these things, I don’t want to hurt the one I love anymore, but I can’t stand the thought of hurting innocent people. I wanted to spend what’s left of my life with you, this is sudden, and you have the decision and freedom to decide what you think is best, but I promise you, this time, I will be the best man I can for you, and for this child. I don’t want to hurt anyone, I want to be the best I can and prove that I know what it’s like to be real father, to show I know what love really is. I won’t force you to make any decisions, and I won’t force my way into its life, I only want to do this, if you do this with me.”

I nodded and swallowed, great now IM crying. I tired to reach for his hand, “Enji.” His hand squeezed mine once I held his, “I’d love to share my life and first child with you,” I sniffled, “I don’t want my first child to not know it’s dad, so please, do everything you can to be there for us.”

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“ILL,” I grunted and squeezed the hand burning my flesh, “I promise,” I let out a deep breath, “I’ll show you pain when this is over.” I took a few labored breaths, squeezing his hand, I pulled my hand out of his and took of my new wedding ring, “hold this it’s about to hurt us both once this head starts coming out.” I hissed feeling a sharp pain and then I felt it, it felt like a poop you can’t hold it, it dropped lower and “Alright Mrs.Todoroki, it’s crowning, so just give us a nice push-“

I flexed my lower abdomen and stopped when he said, I took breath, and clenched to Enji’s hand making sure to not squeezed my lower muscles in pain to avoid excessive bruising, “1...2...3... and push.”

I pushed again feeling pressure leaving my inside and pouring out of me, “Breathe,” the Doctor said and she looked up at me, “Someone has definitely been doing their workouts, this is going very quick and smooth.” She disappeared behind my legs and said “Last one,” a paused that felt like an hour, “Push-“ crying filled the room, “It’s a boy! Congratulations! Would you like to cut the umbilical cord Mr.Todoroki?” I let go of his hand but he hesitated, I nodded at him with a smile, the blood drained from him when he saw what everything looked like down there, he took the scissors and quickly cut before coming back to my side, “Placenta is coming.” She sis do felt another wave of pressure leaving me stomach, and I heard a wet plop, and a metallic sound. I shivered but quickly recovered when my necked son was placed on my now bear chest, I held him close and cried, he was a bit bloody still but I was so happy. The tears started falling as I hugged his gently and kissed his head of already bright red hair. “Precious, boy.” I said and gen’s got tried to rub some stuff off his face, he quickly attached to my breast and started to suckle,t tears didn’t stop as I looked up at Enji, he was wiping his own eyes.

“Have you thought of any names? Or should we wait a while?” The doctors said replacing her gloves and smock. “Well,” I looked up at Enji, “Things worked out, so? How about it?”

The doctor looked between us and Enji took the pen and notepad a nurse was holding, he wrote down the name and they nodded and took it, “Well then, I’ll leave you two with him a while longer until your pain has subsided and then we’ll take him to be weighed, and a few other things.”

We nodded and she smiled, “Congratulations, to the both of you.” Once more, after he stopped suckling I handed him to Enji and pulled my gown up, Enji seemed so scared, the baby WASNT small, he had rolls already, and they’re beautiful, but in Enji’s hands, he’s so small. “Hello,” he whispered and tried to cradle it ashore his chest on his forearm, it’s head resting against his bicep and pec. He brought his free hand to cover its torso and side, “I’m your father, I won’t ever leave you, I won’t ever hurt you, I never want to lose you, I’ll be with you always.” Call the hormone imbalance and recent loss of my child, but I was crying, I covered my face with my hands wiping the tears away, so cute.

***

“Enji?” I peeked into my room, nothing, “Enji?” Nothing was in the babies room, “Enji-“ there he was ok his back, on the floor, baby held up in the air, in his hands. The baby was laughing and flailing his arms and kicking. It was cute, I’d bought him an endeavor themed baby onesie, and Enji was wearing his hero costume without the armor. I stayed quiet watching as he stood up, and held the baby up to his shoulder, the baby placing a fist and his cheek on his shoulder, his eyes closed as Enji held him close. “I promise, I’ll never leave you.”

***

“where is he?!” I panicked and looked for my son, who just disappeared. I ran around the house and panic rose through the round when I heard gurgling don’t DROWN PELASE DONT DROWN BABY! Bursting into the master room fight or flight on high I felt stupid seeing Enji sleeping on his back arm circled around and pulling into his side the bundle of fire and Todoroki I was panicking for. The baby cooed moving closer to Enji, I sighed, my adrenaline wearing down, it was cute, especially when Enji turned to his side to hug our son to his chest, and mumbled out, “I’ll become someone you’ll be proud of, someone you can count on always.”

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noiwillnotdothefandango · 3 years

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So since @aimicoos / @scara-meow-che is a horny hoe i'm back at it again. So here's some genshin ocs headcanons-stuff-thing

Troupe Soleil

Un/As/Joker general trivia headcanons shit

He refers to his abyss creations as his 'kin' wich..sometimes confuses people and makes them think he's talking about his kids

He's naturally just a really shady person- like, he really just seems like the kinda guy that sells humans on the black market or owns a cult or something....to be fair he probably does-

He actually never tries to be seductive but he sort of comes off as such sometimes and proceeds to be completely oblivious as to why suddenly a shit ton of people are drooling over him

Call him daddy, and you won't see yours again

I'm joking he actually gets pretty flustered and embarassed. He thinks it's very amusing when he returns it and everyone swoons though.

I was listening to this a lot while drawing/making the troupe so do know that these are Un and Deux's duet in my mind now https://youtu.be/DxInYHsgI2Y

He might run a cabaret but he is actually quite a lightweight and becomes kind of an idiot when drunk

Immediately goes from devilish, mysterious handsome barman to a stumbling dumbass who's probably crying about how he forgot one of his kin back in Mondstadt while they were on a tour or smt

Istg he's actually so fcking soft for his bbies

Where'd his abyss energy come from? He'l never say it just because he says it makes him lore mysterious~

It was totally by accident

Or was it

Yeah it was

No it wasn't.

you'l never know ❤️

Okay now actual fanservice

He's very flexible- obviously not as much as Deux. Everyone in the troupe can do a split at the least. But in his case he's a pretty good acrobat even though he's most comfortable on solid ground. He can totally do choreographed dances with Deux on like aerial silk or poles(not the strip club kind of pole dance if that's not obvious..) or just. Yknow. In the air.

It's cute but before a show you'l see him stretching and he asks Deux or Trois for help- it's just kind of cute to see him all disheveled getting ready, with his hair pinned away from his face so he can do his makeup correctly. Like you're so used to seeing him be well put together seeing him be vulnerable is just endearing.

Un fears one man and it's Childe- Childe would probably hear of Un's strenght trough traveler and immediately want to fight him and Un's just really creeped ouf. It's somewhat amusing how the one thing that throws this poor gentleman off is an overly friendly russian dood who really wants to get his ass kicked. Un isn't here to kinkshame but... Childe could like.. dissapear off Teyvat and he would not be sad yknow

Un has kids kin, so i approve of him being called daddy. I mean, it's not wrong.

That being said those creations are temporary and simmilar to slimes in form of creation. As in they are a form born from a bunch of abyss energy.

His arms are actually simmilar to Dainsleif's arm, though it has patterns more simmilarly to Morax's arms.. it is to note that it only spreads up to his forearm.

Though he's an amazing singer, has an amazing voice and is great at speaking well using proper grammar and he's overal just so good at speaking.. he gets pretty nervous when confronted with the idea of speaking up because of how many people just. Zone out. He's insecure about his voice because of how much people just fcking drool over it. Like- it's nice that you think he sounds good but please stop drooling-

What i'm saying is, if you don't have a voice kink, well you do the moment he opens his mouth.

Additional detail but Un is only attracted to women and he gets kind of uncomfortable when men also drool over him. I mean. Women too. Generally speaking he's uncomfortable with people immediately treating him like a lover just because he's their type and he can't even do much about it because It's his job. So he just sucks it up and tries to shift the subject. If it fails he might ultimately resort to asking Trois to escort them out.

He's honestly just. Yes he acts confident but he's still human and just feels so uncomfortable being objectified..

Deux/Dame

She's loosely based on Tsukumo from Karneval. Have i mentionned it yet? She's the image i used here. KARNEVAL IS GOOD. IT'S UNDERRATED. WATCH IT. IT'S SUCH AN UNDERDOG. I own all the mangas 👉👈

She's often mistaken as Un's lover, because of her role as his assistant and right hand woman.

She's not mad about it. She actually kinda blushes at the idea.

She's just not immune to sexy spade man

And now le fanservice

Much like Un she often gets flirted with by customers. She's a lot less patient with them though.

Her uniform is akin to a ballerina, so the skirt is just made to be that high. She has shorts under them, but when she feels someone staring too hard or touching her innapropriately she's honestly not afraid to dropkick them with a straight face. Since she's a waitress she's seen her fair share of bullshit

She will usually call Trois to get any specifically annoying customers out.

She's also not afraid to get Un out of an uncomfortable situation herself. Totally not because she likes the praise he gives her.

Yeah although she's very pretty and often complimented about it she's extremely touch starved and lonely and she absolutely melts under actual praise and not empty 'wow you're really beautiful'

She was raised by parents who only really saw her for her beauty so actually getting validation makes her cold heart thump just a little

Seeing Un with his kin just. Tsundere mode. She totally isn't wishing she was the cute little abyssal ball he's petting right now.

For a specific show she had a cat-theme outfit. And she spent a good chunk of the time before the show practising in the mirror various ways to ask Un to pet her

She didn't end up asking at all fiy

Un could just tell though and when the show ended he lightly patted her head and she looked euphoric

Basically if you want her love. Show her love. It's honestly that simple she's so desperate and lonely-

She honestly cries whenever Trois acts motherly towards her because she's never been treated like an actual daughter before.

Trois/Roi

Her tit'e might be masculine but she's actually still pretty ladylikec

Very confident about her abilities and not shy to express her opinions

She absolutely hates cheaters (wich is why she will never agree to play a card game with Un)

She's actually the most sweet of the troupe despite her rough first impression

She's actually a bit insecure about her height

She gets really stuttery when Un treats her like a fragile little thing because she's so not used to not being in control of a situation

She's not a simp like Deux or anything but like. Un can get her heart to flutter at the least.

She blushes really hard when someone does something romantic or sweet.

She's just used to brutal violence and brutally honest or rough shit

She's unused to the whole sweet gentle slow approach

She's really insecure about how heavy she is because of her body type and strenght.

When Un carries her she feels like a princess and just wants to cry

Un is perfectly understanding of her and is the first to comfort her when she's feeling insecure

Often times she's the one taking care of others so when it's flipped she feels really vulnerable and shitty. She only allows Un to have witness to this because he's someone she trusts with her life.

Quatre/Valet (nothing romantic because he's smoll and deserves to be protected)

His favorite animals are monkeys and foxes

His least favorite are wild dogs

While he calls everyone 'mister' or 'miss (monsieur/mademoiselle) he actually considers Deux to be a big sister figure, Trois to be a parental figure and Un is.....well...his boss (that totally doesn't break Un's heart when he hears it. Poor guy. He half expected for Fabrice to call him his dad figure but this is what he gets 💔 Un is really like: ishould have left you in that orphanage where you were standing you ungrateful bastard)

He actually does look up to Un a lot, just..

He sees Un as a role model is what i'm saying

Actually you'l find him imitating Un the most

He also asks for advice from Un a lot

Still Un's just silently bitter about not being considered family 😶

Nuit

Alright. You wanted this.

Nuit when call him pretty-

It comes out before you can stop it. It's late, he's in his office, goggles resting atop his head messing up the pretty dark locks that framed his slender face. An oil lamp dinly lighting up his workspace casting a warm glow over the golden intricate pieces, gears and screws, his crystal blue eyes narrowed in concentration and strained from the bad lighting. Long lashes almsot fluttering closed with exhaustion- lightly biting his lip in a subconscious fashion. A habit whenever he was deeply concentrated. His eyes sharply shift to you standing in the doorway, eyes suddenly sharp and aware as he tilts his hesd up curiously, gloved hand stained with oil and rust reaching up to tilt his glasses further up his face so he could get a proper look at you. A light pout forming on pale glossy lips, cheeks dusted pink. " excuse me?"

Whenever he hears someone say that it's usually a sort of patronizing situation

"You're so pretty, why are you wasting your time here?"

"You're so pretty, there's no way you're a fighter!"

He half expects it to be followed up with something along the general line of "you're so pretty you should be doing nothing but sitting there looking pretty for everyone to see"

Honestly the only time he'l take it as a compliment is if you're saying it personally and not as a simple passing observation. Otherwise it's sort of a 'and?'

You blink owlishly, remaining silent. He sighs, pushing back in his chair and lazily standing up, putting down the screwdriver back on the table, walking to you in a few strides. The height difference dawning in you as he stood right before you, looking down at you curiously, waiting for you to add another word. He leaned down,the gorgeous gold adorning his ears glimmering unfer the artificial lights of the hallway " what about it?" He huffs, pausing- eyes widening as you raised a gloved hand to his face, rubbing off the oil stain across his nose, allowing the inky black to stain the perfect white satin. "You'd look prettier if you smiled"

Well fuck he has feelings now

Honestly if anyone told him to smile, he'd flash the most genuine, drop dead gorgeous pretty boy smile you could imagine. And then speak in such a dead inside voice "sure, i'll be sure to smile at your funeral when you drop dead old hag~ ❤️"

No really he is not amused.

But that right there-

He's so not used to that motherly, loving personal care. It reminds him of his family, of sofia- just, it makes him feel like home and he just can't help but be nostalgic about things like that.

He's the very definition of domestic he just melts at the idea of a loving warm home. He dreads the cold empty mechanical feeling of wandering alone trying to make purpose of his life stricglh trough revenge. Honestly Nuit feels so hollow 99% of the time he's most vulnerable when he feels even the slightest bit safe

Idk if i mentionned this but betrayal is his biggest fear and the worse insult to him. Not trusting him feels like a stab in the heart, and getting betrayed just feels like it's getting ripped appart. He cannot handle being betrayed at all. He will break down in ugly(pretty) tears.

Haku

Eyyy my 100+ year old virginnn-

I'm joking i'm joking

Honestly Haku is the kind of person to solely be happy from a romantical relationship, sex is like the least of his worries

No one ever pays attention to him so honestly even friendship gets him feeling alive and happy

He is the very definition of low maintenance

Like you could just get him a stick for his birthday and he'd cherish it

Actually just remembering his birthday is a gift for him

Children sometimes call him an old man and he just dies inside

He doesn't look that old?? Does he?? Is that why people think he's boring???

Loves playing shogi like the old nerd he is-

Sometimes he confides to good dog boi

Even he sometimes forgets Haku's there...poor boy doesn't even have a scent...

Haku like to joke that he's cursed with eternal loneliness

Sometimes he deadass thinks it's not even a joke anymore

His favorite food/drink is water.

Ah, bland. Just like him.

He's actually written a few poems for Ayaka, Tohma and Yoimiya but is too embarassed to show them.

He knows how to write them from his time spent with Kazuha( though Kazuya would argue he's never heard of a 'Haku' before-)

The poems all vary but they're all generally just a 'thank you for somewhat being my friends and knowing i exist one out of the many days in a year'

Except Ayaka wich is lowkey a love letter-

#genshin impact ocs #shizuku haku #nuit caeruleum #troupe soleil

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fandomrecycling · 4 years

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Hi. I heard you like ninjago aus. (Sorry if I sound weird I'm just a little nervous)

Aww 🥺😣😅

I’m glad you like em. No need to be nervous, I’m just a dood who likes making people happy. I’ve seen some of your NUMEROUS Kai AU’s. I haven’t seen them all, but honestly each of them look really unique and frankly I’m impressed with how creative they are.

Snek Kai has my heart. Him and his lil nest. Give him blankets and love. Cheers!

#:D #save tag

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Hope I'm not too late! Could ya do 35 with Damien/William please? c:

Egotober Day 1- Haunted House

Tags: @caffeine-eater @tiny-yan-an @darkstache-iplier @redraspberrycats @holyshitsnakesandspace @blue-greenstylinson @cookieface678 @bing-iplier @storm337 @sketchy-scribs-n-doods @pixelenchanter @itsjustkyss @egosurveillance

Prompt 35: “You make me feel safe.”

*cue Jim News intro*

The camera flickered on with a short burst of static, panning across the darkening sky before shifting down and zooming in on the ramshackle, worn-down house that hunched low on the hill and the four figures traversing the overgrown path that lead toward it.

“Hello, my name is Jim.” The words were whispered, low and excited, from just offscreen, and the frame swung to find a dramatic close-up of Field Reporter Jim’s face as he stared intensely into the camera, holding a microphone up to his mouth. “And this is my associate Jim. And tonight on this night, we find ourselves here, in this place, to investigate the ghostie-goos rumored to reside within this establishment.”

“Oh, yes, Jim. In the true spirit of Halloween, we are going ghostie-goo hunting.” Field Reporter Jim continued.

Then, suddenly, he whipped toward the house. “Onward, Jim!”

The camera jostled as Cameraman Jim followed, and as he did he swiveled to allow the camera glimpses of neglected garden, rotting wood, peeling paint, then cracked, dusty windows and cobwebs as their footsteps creaked across the sagging porch.

The frame zoomed in on Field Reporter Jim’s face as he dropped into a crouch and pressed his ear against the rotten door. “I hear voices within, Jim!”

He leaned more against the door until it gave beneath his weight and grated open, revealing little more than darkness on the other side.

“Jim!” He gasped, knuckles turning white around his microphone. “The spirits of this earth have opened the door for us! They wish for us to investigate, Jim!”

He turned, and the camera flicked to night-time mode, then tracked him as he made his way inside with exaggerated steps, shoes crunching over broken glass. It continued to track him as he proceeded to examine the musty, sheet-covered furniture, then the crumbling fireplace.

Then he was panned out of the frame as Cameraman Jim left him behind, and the camera wobbled as he headed over to the doorway on the far end of the room, chasing the faint voices that drifted over from the other side.

What he found was a hallway, shrouded in gloom and thick cobwebs. The voices were louder now, coming from behind the doorway just to his left.

“Sneaky Jim, Sneaky Jim.” The camera picked up on his nervous mumbling as he hunched over and shuffled toward it, slowly easing the camera around the corner.

It panned over a broken table and a couple lopsided chairs before settling on a man and a woman. The man held a lighter up as he examined dusty, rotten cupboards and a rusted-looking lantern.

“I’m not scared, Mark, this isn’t any fun.” The woman held a dainty pout on her lips and she crossed her arms over her chest. “Where are all the spirits?”

“I’m sure they’ll appear,” Mark teased, “no spirit can possibly resist you, my dearest Celine.”

“Ghostie-goos!” The shocked whisper came from behind the camera, just loud enough for both of the room’s occupants to start. The camera jostled and the frame blurred as Cameraman Jim quickly ducked out of sight, but it still managed to pick up the audio from the other room.

“Mark! I heard something.”

“It might’ve just been William and Damien,” came the reply. “Who knows where they got off to?”

The floorboards groaned under his feet and the camera bounced lightly up and down as Cameraman Jim continued down the hallway, toward the only other door.

There were more ghostie-goos to see. Cameraman Jim held his breath as the camera panned across the room- the moldering curtains, the decomposing bed- and caught the two men.

“Dames …” The first man held the other up against the wall and was kissing him fiercely, only pausing to whisper his name like it was a prayer.

“Will-” the other’s breath was heavy as he pulled away. “Do you think this house is really haunted? Celine seemed convinced …”

“Why? Are you scared?” There was no mockery in William’s tone, no hint of sarcasm or ridicule.

Damien shook his head and brought a hand up to cup William’s face. “No. You make me feel safe.”

“Good.” William leaned in to kiss him again.

Suddenly a hand touched his shoulder.

Cameraman Jim gave an audible gasp from behind the camera and whirled to face Field Reporter Jim.

“What the hell was that?” came from the other room at the same time that Field Reporter Jim whispered, “I found them, Jim! I found the ghostie-goos!”

The camera registered heavy boot steps, approaching the door.

Field Reporter Jim didn’t seem to notice them in his excitement; he was too busy pointing frantically down the hallway, where Celine’s head was poking out of the first door.

Cameraman Jim bolted. The camera blurred and bounced wildly as he raced back the way he’d come.

“Jim!” Thundering footsteps, then there was Field Reporter Jim, colliding with him.

They both went down in a pile of limbs, and for a moment all the camera registered was a blur of static and the surprised clammer of Mark, William, Celine, and Damien.

Then the camera shut down and the frame turned to static.

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sw3etcreatur · 2 years

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IGHT the irl meet mashup panic 3rd wheel hangout that was supposed to be a cute date n make out thing a story for me to read 03.27.22

first off all this dude was supposed to go to work but called off cuz he was feeling sick ANYWAY

friend R didn’t confirm w me he wanted to hang till i was already on campus (and an hour before too lyke), but hm partly my fault for agreeing and leading that it would be fine to hang that day on short notice

okay fast track to earlier mans says r u down i say ya im down blah blah then he sends a spotify link and says he has tix to see this artist next week but silly me didn't click the link or look up if the artist was act touring and said coo nice dood will listen to it later! anyway proceeds to tell me he's on his way cue me excited nervous blushing looking forward to it (in an hour ish also i was so hungry, shouldve ate lunch to avoid this coming MESS)

anyway SILLY ME AGAIN i had made plans w another friend S for later lunch/early dinner food and instead of cancelling on one or the other, i keep both hang outs. mind you these r two completely different people. i tell S that i was meeting with R also but forgot to tell R that S was gonna be hanging with us, at least for food. my b

friend gets here, im sitting with a diff friend J and introduce them and they bond over the alchemist since J was reading that okay then S gets here a little later im like omg s <3_<3 and we tell J byeeee time for food

now, friend said he already ate so i assumed he wouldn't eat so i would buy him a drink or something bc i was fs gonna eat i was hungryyy but no this man gets food anyway and enjoys his bowl and im like oh? bc also i knew he probs didnt want to spend money? he mentioned that a couple days ago about saving i was like yeah valid totally b i'm like that too blah blah he gets up at some point to throw his trash away and s asks if we're dating im like babes we just met for the first time in person today after texting/facetiming for a week hahaah B HE ALSO SAYS I HAVE H03S, u r my ho likeeeee

OKAY ANYWAY,.. this is where my biggest mistake was made (maybe)... i ask S what her plans are after food and she says nothing im like oop i look at friend and i'm like idek we have no plans either but im dumb i think we had a d*te and i stupidly go like oh! movies? and then i'm like okay fryft to my place even frikin though i specifically told friend he would not be seeing my apartment day 1 of meet up im so dumb yall 1. i should've told S bye see u next week, 2. that's it i should told her bye but .... bro i panicked i just didnt know how to tell s no i wanna be alone with a boy ugh i cant say no to ppl and deep down i've been wanting to hang w s for minute now

we go back to my place, give them a tour blah blah kinda awkward grrrr im a terrible hostess blah blah yay arrived to my bland apartment <3 friend has not really said a word <3 i feel awful but i didnt know why just yet*

we watch some amazon prime then peaky blinders and not even half way friend is like oki gtg dont wanna get home too late (he seems annoyed lmaoooo) and i walk him down to the train station (s asked if i wanted her to come and walk him down but i was like nah we're cool) anyway walking down im like soooo what'd u wanna know he says well it's too late and in my head im like ? how is it too late anyway fool misses his train he timed it wrong but i walk him over anyway and i think i would've stayed with him till the next train got there but i foolishly left my phone back in my apartment im so DUMB moral of the story our d8 turned into a really awkward 3 person hang out but more awk for him then me and s since we're friends oh also i introduced him to 2 more of my roomies and i feel awful lmao he said he had social anxiety which i should've taken more seriously

fast forward again hanging w S rest of the night ahhhh after friend leaves then shots with roomies after S leaves and boom it's 2 am and i decide to text friend hoping he got home okay THEN I CLICK THE SPOTIFY LINK HE SENT EARLIER THAT DAY b it was .... b this man must've been soooo disappointed LMAO but what were u doing having expectations cmon (cmon by 1d) ugh but he's soooo beautiful

*anyway why i feel awful: he's a brown man, S is a white woman i feel like maybe he thought i didnt trust him and needed a white savior to protect me which isnt true at all? i felt no threat from him, super easy going, we were in public the sun was out everything was fine! i wanted to be alone w him and walk around and talk :( i feel really bad about having S there the whole frickin time im soooo frickinnn pissed ahahaa we watched white chicks LOL anyway he said probably doesnt wanna meet again im like valid sure of course today was .... but i still wanna see him ... but i shouldnt .... we unfollwed eachother n everything soooo basically spirits said no :(

the end until next time maybe this summer #btr adventures lmao iykyk < 3

post remarks of things i know:

you have asthma , mom's a tr*mpie yet somehow got vaccine, dad projected his dreams onto u of wanting you to be a doctor or something but hey artist (which i love so much like wowwwwoowowowow)

nvm i do get attached to people i say i dont but i do its been two days im still thinking about this also here i am writing a 1000 word essay about a DAy and he's prolly like i j wanted some **** lmao boys r dumb h*ate m*n but again god he's gorgeous but i deserve the best <3 whatever tht may be <3

#quesrions for u what did u think would happen #thoughts on friend #and roomies #when did u decide yea im not stepping foot here agin #have u seen a star is born #hows ur 6 pack #girls dont care b

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