#I'm so sorry but the people (roommate and cat) want to know

[oceansprompts]

text message prompts

[text] You okay?

[text] GO TO BED!

[text] hey you better be alive in there

[text] SOS save me please holy shit

[text] call me this date is going so bad

[text] I have way too much shit to do.

[text] Honestly I'm really worried about you.

[text] Why are you trending on Twitter?

[text] Please let me come over and pet your (pet).

[text] We are in the same building, you could come talk to me.

[text] It's not going to work out.

[text] This is a terrible idea.

[text] people have fetishes

[text] They really do crucify anyone these days huh

[text] I don't know why but that really means me want to stab you

[text] That movie was awful.

[text] For the love of god please help me

[text] I fucked up. I fucked up really bad.

[text] I'm blocking you.

[text] YOU ONE BRAINCELLED BITCH

[text] I regret swiping right.

[text] Everyone lies on their dating profiles.

[text] That absolutely can't be an actual picture of you.

[text] This forced open my third eye and I saw the devil

[text] I'm like a child in line for the newest fucked up disney ride

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[text] That's just all fucking sorts of fucked up

[text] Why are we here? To suffer? Every other day I get messages that cause pain

[text] In the department of old man fucking, we've got you beat.

[text] have you gotten any work done?

[text] I am beyond shame, try again

[text] You left your left your underwear at my place.

[text] Don't you dare put this on Facebook.

[text] My brother in Christ you're being haunted

[text] I want to wring you like a wet towel and slap you against a wall

[text] The mind is weak but the body is funky

[text] I'm a zombie the law can't stop me.

[text] Jealous of my massive honkers

[text] We left you to die to play minecraft

[text] She would never ever take away one of these stupid fucking hats

[text] I puked all over the Uber driver's backseat.

[text] I just took a screenshot of that and posted it to Reddit

[text] You said you'd be right back and it's been months.

[text] Can't we talk about this face to face?

[text] Yeah, you'll come learn I just have a thing for milk

[text] Why did you like one of my pics from 2014?

[text] Now's as good a time as any to exchange nudes.

[text] Why would you send me an eggplant emoji?

[text] I write five paragraphs, pouring my heart out, and all you reply with is k?!

[text] Who would dare to lie on the internet?

[text] When I die, please delete all my shit off the internet

[text] He's so hot, I briefly started texting like a straight person

[text] And because I'm god and I've decided that; no, in fact, I'm not done.

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[text] I know you love bloopy reggae jams, now is not the time.

[text] You better not be standing catatonic in your room again.

[text] God has abandoned his children but unfortunately for you I pay child support and I will smite thee.

[text]: My neighbor just told me he can fix my water heater for 50 bucks. I’m skeptical.

[text]: Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy apples? I paid 10 dollars for 6.

[text]: I mean, I wouldn’t say I have a problem with buying Squishmallows..

[text]: Hey, so you know how you told me no dog? *sends pic* I don’t do well with no’s.

[text] Stuart Little is a bitch and Remy could take him any day.

[text]: My roommate just said that Lola Bunny is hot. I’m moving out.

[text]: Hey I posted that vid of you drunk, singing Ariana Grande, wearing all black and people said not to do it again. Sorry.

[text]: Do you think the price is ever right? Like, I feel like it’s not.

[text]: I booped your nose. Boop the last five people you texted or–nothing happens really.

[text]: I’m actually in the ER and it’s a long story that involves Best Day Ever from spongebob.

[text]: I fucking hate you–wait you’re not my ex. Who are you?

[text]: You ever ask yourself if birds see a bee and just go ‘wow a bee’? im high.

[text]: sometimes all i think about is–sour patch kids. bet you thought it was you.

[text]: I love you—not as much as I love my dog. But still a lot!

[text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun.

[text]: I have questions about the marvel cinematic universe…how long do you have?

[text]: why do donald duck and winnie the pooh not have to wear pants but other people do?

[text]: Hey you know that show floor is lava? I may have turned the apartment into that..this isn’t a joke, btw. the floor is sticky.

[text]: I bought too much soap off etsy and now I don’t know what to do with it…I smell like Captain America.

[text]: On a scale of one to ten, how many drinks would you need to sleep with me? This isn’t a tiktok trend…or it is.

#rp sentence meme #roleplay memes #sentence meme #sentence starters #text message prompts

[missmeinyourbones]

hi!!! can i request megumi + "it's okay, we're the best of friends." congrats on the big milestone!! 🤍🤍

IT'S OKAY, WE'RE THE BEST OF FRIENDS (m. fushiguro)

L's MIDNIGHTS EVENT!

The only sound in your room is the cat clock ticking away on your wall, and you can't even hear it over the obnoxious thumping of your heart inside your throat.

Megumi sits like a statue on the corner of your neatly made bed, as awkward and out of place as he always does.

As if he isn't constantly coming over to your place. Like he doesn’t fall asleep on your couch at least once a week and knows that your shower’s water pressure sucks. That your shampoo is on the left and your conditioner on the right. 

He hasn't said anything, and you know he won't unless you do first, so you brace yourself to be the bigger person—even if you are mentally praying for a satellite to crash into your tiny two-bedroom apartment so you can avoid this stupidly awkward conversation. 

When it's apparent that there's no outside mishap (miracle) coming to interfere, you swallow your pride and open your mouth.

Fuck.  

"Look," you begin weakly, before clearing your throat and trying again, "I'm really sorry about… that."

That being your roommate referring to a blushing Megumi as your boyfriend when he showed up at your place for this week’s movie night.

And in your roommate's defense, it’s not even an unreasonable mistake on her end. You two don't really know much about one another's personal lives outside of work and the occasional passing kitchen conversation. And sure, Megumi visits a lot, and when he's not at your place, you're at his or out somewhere together. You suppose it’s not terribly out of left field for her to assume the two of you are an item.

But you’re not, and it feels like a pretty fucking big deal right now, as the two of you sit in the silence of your bedroom afraid to so much as swallow too loudly in fear of the other fleeing like a deer in headlights.

Megumi shrugs like he doesn’t care, but you both know he does by the way he fiddles with the hem of his sweatshirt sleeve. 

The action is halfhearted and his silence is so terribly loud that you have the sudden urge to overexplain yourself, so you do. 

"I think she just assumed since we're so close, and you’re always coming over, y’know? Not that that’s a valid reason to assume anything, or that there even is a valid reason at all, but I guess since you're a guy and—"

"It's fine," Megumi answers a bit too quickly. "I mean, we're best friends. People are bound to make that assumption sometimes, right?"

Though clearly flustered, his response is almost automatic, as if he's rehearsed his lines in his mirror for this very moment. It breaks your heart and somehow makes you feel special at the same time. Because sure, he’s letting you down gently, but he’s letting you down, gently. 

Shakily, you exhale and play it cool with a (totally not disappointed) nod, "Right." 

Wrong, your heart aches. It’s not often in your daily lives that people assume the two of you are together.

Or maybe they do, and you don't notice it anymore. Maybe you've become accustomed to the way the waitress at the diner you two go to on the weekend no longer asks if you want separate checks, but instead automatically hands the bill to Megumi and shoots you a wink. You're now immune to the way older couples coo when you two walk the streets, Megumi pushing you to the inner side away from the street. The way guys don’t really flirt with you at bars anymore, the way women no longer ask to pet Megumi’s dogs when you're by his side.

Maybe.

After a moment or two of you being lost in thought, Megumi clears his throat.

He speaks softly and casually, "Gojo does it, too."

His words confuse you, "What?"

Megumi second-guesses his nonchalant tone when he needs to repeat himself. He trips over his own tongue when clarifying, "He thinks—that we're like… together." 

Your throat suddenly feels like you've swallowed sand.

Gojo? The same Gojo who knows Megumi inside out? Who’s known you since you were sixteen years old, who pretended to ignore you sneaking in through Megumi's window and let you steal his cheap alcohol on Friday nights? Gojo thinks the two of you are together? 

"Oh," is all you can muster like a fool, before following it up with a meek, "he does?"

"He’s an idiot,” Megumi scoffs but nods. “Always calls you my girl, which I tell him is stupid and sexist when he literally knows your name, but he never listens." 

The words have your heart by the throat and again, all you can muster is a pathetic, "Really?"

"Yeah," he's not sure what possesses him to go on, but Megumi finds himself continuing. "Even just now when I left, he was on the phone with someone like ‘Megumi's leaving to go to his girl's place,’ or whatever."

The words set you on fire, and you think about how stupid that is. How simple words strung together can have such a huge effect on you. Words that if someone else said would mean nothing, might even make your nose scrunch in secondhand embarrassment. But here they come from Megumis lips, about you, and even if they’re from Gojo they still feel like something raw and buzzing with something sweet. 

"Just—don't feel weird about it, okay?” he feels the need to softly clear the air. “She's not the only one who does it." 

His words dance throughout your body like a drug as they play on repeat in your mind. Not the only one who does it.

Random people on the street. Your roommate. Fucking Gojo. People from all areas of your life, all agreeing that you and Megumi are something more than friends. You don’t know why the thought makes your chest tighten, and you don’t know why you kind of love it.  

"Okay," you breathlessly sigh, though you've barely spoken for the last few minutes.

Megumi echoes your breathlessness when he whispers back, "Okay."

“…”

"So... did you pick a movie?"

#L's MIDNIGHTS EVENT! #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi x you #megumi fushiguro x you #megumi fluff #megumi fushiguro fluff #megumi angst #megumi fushiguro angst #megumi fic #megumi fushiguro fic

[hyuuukais]

-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x fem reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> general, y/n gets told she talks too much kind of, discussion abt cheating

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CHAPTER THREE -> AM I IN? (partially written! wc:546)

"...and then, after telling him how much I love him, he comes out of our shared- yes, shared- bedroom with another woman! Can you believe that? I pour my heart and soul to this man, and he just steps all over it! Them? My heart and my soul, so, yeah, I guess them. Sorry, what was the question again?"

"...what do you do for work?" The guy on the right side of the couch says, arms crossed.

You blink. "Right! I'm a graphic designer for a website."

"What website?" Beomgyu leans back, arms behind his head.

"This Just In!" You say excitedly, passionate about your work. "I'm trying to move into the journalism area as well. I'd love to be able to interview some of the people we do, but my boss didn't seem very keen to the idea yet."

"How come?" The one in the middle asks.

"He says I talk too much." A sudden wave of emotion hits you. "My boyfriend says the same."

"Ex-boyfriend."

"What?"

"Your ex-boyfriend." It's the one on the right again, eyes piercing into you; you can't hold his gaze.

"Right." You clasp your hands in your lap. "Maybe I've overshared a bit to you guys. I don't even know your names-" You point at the two.

"Han," the middle one offers. "Well, Jisung, but most people call me Han."

"Minho." You still can't look at him.

"Okay. Um, so, unless you have any other questions...?"

"Yeah, actually," Minho speaks. "What's your current living situation?"

"Oh! I'm living with my best friend, Hyunjin, and his roommates. But they're all models and it can be a bit... dramatic." You laugh nervously.

"Models?" Han sits up straight, looking at his two roommates. "What are the others like?"

"There's Felix, a literal sunshine, and Yeonjun and Wooyoung. They're usually the ones causing drama." You laugh again, this time more naturally. "Wooyoung just came back from a business trip, so I'm gonna be staying in my other best friend's, NingNing, she's amazing and I love her, apartment until she comes back. She's also a model... I'm friends with a lot of models."

"Do you mind stepping out for a second?" Han says with a smile. Your stomach drops. "I just need to discuss something with my roomies here."

"Y-yeah, okay." Quickly, you pick up your bag and head to the door, only stumbling a little bit.

Of course, you press an ear to the door once outside. If they don't want you, at least you'll know before they tell you to your face. Then maybe you won't cry at the news. The thick wooden door makes it hard to hear, only picking out bits and pieces.

"Dude, her best friend is a model-"

"Han, I swear to God-"

"She does talk a lot-"

"Like you're one to talk-"

"Okay, but with the breakup? Won't she be, like, crying all the time-"

"Hey, Min just went through a breakup too, so maybe she can help him with it-"

"Shut up-"

"Back to her best friend being a fucking model-"

A loud sigh signals you should back up, taking your phone out and pretending to be busy. The door opens, Minho in front of the other two looking more tired than before you left.

"You're in."

notes -> what is with me making idols i love into shitty exs like what is with that genuinely

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not telling my partners I'm a system?

💚🐻

To preface this, I don't use Tumblr and I'm using my partner's account, so I would rather ask this anonymously. Forgive any non-tumblr-isms 😅.

This happened a while ago, but to be honest I can't let this go. I feel so horrible about it despite being reassured and I figured Tumblr, who has a lot of systems/people with DID/OSDD, would be able to give me an unbiased (as much as I can give an unbiased account, anyway) answer.

I, (24M), am a system with one headmate, P, (??). (Neither of us are sure how old he is, since it seems to change on the day). I don't want to get into exactly how I got him, but I believe the term for what we are is "traumagenic"? Sorry, again, I'm not really familiar with everything.

Anyway, I've had him since I was 8, and he's been... well, a real pain in the ass, to be frank. I understand now that he's a defender by nature and was trying to protect us, but when you get expelled from middle school for several physical attacks and almost get sent to juvie you start to resent the guy a bit. He's a bit like a sleeping bear, except if the sleeping bear had one eye open and killed you before you could hurt him.

Back when I got out of my abuser's house and went no contact at age 20, I moved in with my current partners, Bonfire (24M) and Greenhouse (25NB) (names changed for privacy, obviously.) At the time I didn't know them, but they were looking for another roommate and I desperately needed somewhere to live.

So I moved in with just the clothes on my back and my wallet (bad move, I know, but I didn't have anything anyway). I didn't care to interact with them all that much, not wanting P to get defensive and attack them for no reason, but they just kept pushing and eventually I relented and hung out with them some.

"Some" turned to "often," and then "often" turned into "sleeping-in-their-bed-and-sharing-our-clothes." At that point I was too far into it and embarrassed to admit I'd been hiding a whole other person from them in my mind. I wasn't sure if they'd even like me after, what with P's history of violence.

...so I never told them. I did my best to forget about anything that ever happened and tried to just enjoy the future I'd always wanted for myself. Bonfire and Greenhouse are lovely people and I was finally, maybe just a little happy. I'd never been a happy person and I was content to bask in it for as long as I was able.

This, of course, backfired immensely. P and I didn't have the best relationship at the time, with both of us wanting to do very extreme things to get away from the other. He wanted to kick me out and be by himself in my body, and I wanted to kill myself to be rid of him. We've since reconciled and made strides in accepting ourself for who we are- it hasn't been easy by any means, but that isn't the point.

I recognize now that he was afraid of being hurt again, not wanting to get out of that survival mindset in case Greenhouse and Bonfire turned out to be super-secret mega abusers taking advantage of our trust, but I also know what he did after was wrong.

He got physical with Bonfire, screaming at him and threatening to kill him if he got any closer. I don't have any memory of this happening, so some details may be incorrect, and I apologize for that. Bonfire, not knowing that P was not, in fact, me, (coupled with the fact that he's a fucking idiot (meant with affection)), he got closer and tried to talk me (him) down. P punched him in the face and broke his nose, after which he ran out of the house and left me to "wake up" a few miles away curled up under a tree.

P left me a note a few days later that said he didn't mean to break his (Bonfire's) nose, but that he was lucky he hadn't done worse. This, in P speak, is probably the most sincere apology I could get at the time.

To try and keep this as short as possible, I'll summarize what happened next. I told Bonfire and Greenhouse about P because at that point the cat was basically out of the bag. They said they'd wished I'd told them sooner, and that they were a little uncomfortable being in the same house as "the lean, mean, stabbing machine" (- Bonfire) but that they were willing to help me manage him if I promised to tell them everything I knew about how he worked.

I did, and it's been years since then, and now P and I are, as stated before, closer than ever. I recently asked my partners whether or not they were still upset with me for not telling them, and they just said that they weren't entitled to my medical history and trauma (which, yeah, but he did break Bonfire's nose) and that they didn't care because, "hey, we basically got a free dog out of it" (- Bonfire), and "we made a promise to love you, including all the less-than-savory parts." (- Greenhouse).

Sweet, yes, but I think I might be TA because, um, P LITERALLY BROKE BONFIRE'S NOSE AND THREATENED TO KILL HIM? AND IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN PREVENTED IF I HAD TOLD THEM?

TL;DR: I didn't tell my partners about my headmate that's prone to violence and he did violence on them and I feel bad.

AITA?

(P says hi, by the way, and he also wants me to tell you that he isn't like this anymore and much prefers soft blankets and eating fruit to breaking his family's noses.)

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

[wildgirllz]

this is super random thought that i had about Bucky, i shared it to people before but never put on asks/requests... so could you write something like this?

Imagine you getting a new roommate. Or should I say roommates because you did not expect Bucky would move in with certain adorable fluffball named Alpine. You don't mind though, you always wanted a pet but never had the chance to adopt any. And having Alpine around feels like she's your pet as well.

Your relationship with Bucky wasn't the best or the worst. It was neutral. Mostly because Bucky himself was quite reserved. He is either not at home (possibly in some sort of mission with Sam) or he's curling up with Alpine somewhere within the shared apartment. But that don't mean that y'all are not secretly pining for each other ;)

One day, you came back home from work to see Bucky pacing around anxiously. Turns out Alpine was missing, he can't find her anywhere. So they decided to went out to search for her.

You found Alpine first, she was being chased by an unleashed dog. Your poor baby was running for her life. Not thinking twice, you try to catch up with her and scoop her up to your chest before stumbling on the ground. You ended up hovering over the cat, protecting her from the feral dog. Indirectly getting yourself bitten/scratched on your shoulders, your back, any spot that was exposed to the dog. You were bleeding due to the unrestrained strength from the dog's attacks, but you mind was more concern of the cat in your arms.

When Bucky saw this. How you were literally sacrificing your body for Alpine; well he almost went full winter soldier mode. Like... no one touches "his girls". No one. But he managed to hold it back (cause we don't want to hurt the doggo) and of course, saves the day.

And the next following days were just how Bucky clings to you and do every little thing for you so you don't have to lift a finger when he's around.

You pull out your mug, he would take it from you and get your coffee done before you could stop him. You open the cabinet door in the storage room, he'd take the vaccum out before you could reach out to it. He made sure that your breakfast, lunch and dinner was on the dot; of course he was the chef of all the amazing dishes served to you.

It was nice and all at first but its not like you were paralyzed or something. And its been nearly 2 weeks. Your wounds were almost healed. You wanted to do something at least but apparently Bucky thinks that you needed rest.

So you kinda raised your tone, "i can't even make grab myself snack from the kitchen now? Whats next, Bucky? You'll bathe me? Or better yet you'll help me to get off? Cause god forbid I can't even turn on a fucking vibrator because I'm 'severely injured ' "

You were spouting all the things that you thought he wouldn't have the guts to do, just to make him stop doing literally everything for you. But turns out he was more than willing to do exactly what you just proposed.

Maybe he don't even need to use the vibrator. Maybe his fingers were enough, or his mouth, or his cock.

This is how I imagined it in my head, but feel free to write in your own way though! Have a nice day, love ♡

Girl look at that request 💀 you’re insane

Here you go!! <3

(I most definitely did not do your request justice im so sorry)

Let Me Do It Myself

It had been nearly two weeks since you saved Alpine from the unleashed dog, and Bucky had been hovering over you ever since. At first, it was nice to have someone taking care of you, but now it was starting to feel suffocating.

You were sitting on the couch, trying to work on your laptop, but Bucky kept interrupting you. Every time you tried to do something, he would jump up and do it for you. It was driving you crazy.

"Bucky, please," you said, exasperated. "I can get my own glass of water."

"I just want to help," he replied, looking at you with concern.

"I know, and I appreciate it, but I need to do things for myself. I'm not helpless."

Bucky looked at you for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Okay, I understand. But if you need anything, just ask."

You nodded, relieved that he seemed to be getting the message. But over the next few days, he continued to hover, always ready to jump up and do things for you. You were starting to feel like a burden.

One evening, you were making yourself a sandwich when Bucky walked into the kitchen.

"Let me do that," he said, reaching for the knife.

"No, Bucky," you said firmly. "I can make my own sandwich."

"I just want to help," he repeated.

"I know, but I need to do things for myself. I need to feel like I'm not completely helpless."

Bucky looked at you for a moment, then sighed. "Okay, I understand. But please be careful."

You rolled your eyes. "I will."

As the days passed, you tried to assert your independence, but it seemed like every time you did, Bucky was there to pick up the slack. You were starting to get frustrated.

Then, one day, you snapped.

"I can't even make grab myself snack from the kitchen now?" you said, your voice rising. "What's next, Bucky? You'll bathe me? Or better yet, you'll help me to get off? Because God forbid I can't even turn on a fucking stove because I'm 'severely injured.'"

Bucky looked at you, his expression unreadable. "Is that what you really think of me?"

The passion between them was palpable, the tension wrapping around them tight like a cord in the small bedroom. The thundering rain outside its windows provided the perfect background music for their highly charged moment.

Bucky Barnes had just crossed a line, pushing his luck with pushing the boundaries of her patience, and now he was paying the price. She was angry and she had every right to be. 

'You always do this,' she said, her voice tight with frustration. 'You always think that you know what's better for me than I know for myself.'

'No, I just,' he stumbled over his words, her anger turning him on. 'I don't want you to get hurt.'

She huffed in response, pushing his chest away from her and not even trying to hide her scowl. He stepped back and let his hands slide off of her body, feeling the loss of her warmth instantly.

She knew that her frustration was only turning him on more, which only made her angrier. She wanted to take control of the situation.

' You don't get to make decisions for me, Bucky,' she said, her voice softer this time around, though still firm with her assertion.

He swallowed, his throat actually running dry, his body responding in a way that only she could make it. He stepped closer to her, his hands sliding around her waist before he pulled her into him. 

She expected him to say something in response, not to take her in his arms and bring his lips down upon hers.

Their mouths moved together as if they had done this a million times, each stroke and caress of their lips only making them hungrier for more. His fingers ran up her back, squeezing her closer and further teasing her already sensitised skin.

The taste of him consumed her, making her forget why she was even angry with him in the first place. He let out a groan of satisfaction as her hands ran through his hair, both trying to deepen the kiss.

Finally when they did pull apart, both of them breathing heavily, their eyes connected, neither wanting to break the contact.

He leaned down again, his lips running down her neck, her moan vibrating through his body as he left a trail of gentle kisses. She arched into him as his tongue ran over her collarbone, his hands exploring her body as he moved lower. 

He groaned when his fingers touched her between her thighs and her body instantly reacted, pressing against him, desperate to feel the pleasure his hands were giving her.

He pulled back and looked at her, their eyes still connected as each of them tried to take the other in. His face was filled with admiration and appreciation as he said, 'You're so beautiful.'

He cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her again as he lowered her onto the bed, his body following hers as her hips moved against his. For a moment, he paused, his lips still connected to hers, a question in his eyes, asking for her permission. 

Her eyes answered for her when she let out a soft moan, pushing herself against him even more, pressing his body into hers. 

He responded by pushing himself in, their bodies melting together as he started to move, his hips moments surging upward with each thrust. His hands still moved around her body, both bracing for the intensity of the pleasure, and caressing her soft curves, taking in the sensation of her body against his.

'God, you feel so good,' he said, his words barely audible over her moans of pleasure.

The intensity built as they moved together, each of them finding their release moments later, Bucky burying his face into her neck and calling out her name as his orgasm swept over them.

They laid there, their bodies still connected, until finally Bucky rolled off of her and laid on his back next to her. 

He reached over and gently brushed her hair away from her face, a satisfied smile gracing his face. He paused for a moment, just taking her in, before finally speaking.

'I'm sorry for trying to make decisions for you,' he said softly, regret laced into his voice. 'I just want to take care of you and make sure that nothing ever hurts you. I love you.'

“I love you so much, Bucky.”

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[yxami]

I'm sorry if there are spelling mistakes, I'm using Google translator.

I literally adore all your fic. I like how you put submissive yandere boys. Personally, my favorite is the roommate brat who is very needy and masochistic. Can you write more about him? And if you can, make it a long text. I love your twisted creativity <3

Don't stop writing your fics!!

Omg of course! I’m so happy someone liked my work enough to ask for more, thank you!! I understood everything btw!!

Desc: Malakai being a jealous guy, masochism, murder, horrific themes, angst, drinking, meeting a new character and maybe a new oc if anyone likes him enough to ask about, obsession, yandere scenarios, etc.

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A car door slam made Malakai beeline towards the front window. Who was it? Was it you? You should’ve gotten home 20 minutes ago! He was going to spam call you but you scolded him the last time he did that.. which was yesterday.

He saw you say your goodbyes with such a bright smile to a person. He squinted, getting a good clear look of some guy in the car. Who was he?? Why did he think he could drive YOU to your own home. HE could do that himself, he has his own car to take you so why didn’t you ask him??

The black screen was about to tear with Malakai’s nails sinking into them like a cat trying to escape out of the house. He couldn’t believe you had the audacity to chastise him for being jealous. Look what you were doing now!

He heard the door start to unlock and he quickly got in front of view. Immediately glaring at you as you locked eyes.

You open your mouth about to say something before Malakai decided his words were more important.

“You expect me to not be upset when you go out and you pull this shit??” He folded his arms, noticeably annoyed.

“Listen, I needed a ride home and he was able to do it! Nothing bad with that, plus he has a girlfriend so it doesn’t matter, he wouldn’t pull anything!” You explained, setting your bags down on the table before sitting on the couch.

Malakai taking his quick spot next to you, still not clinging onto you like he normally would when you came home. ‘He must be really upset’ You thought.

“You never know how guys are! You’d be surprised how many would cheat to get one inch of a girls attention” He huffed. As if he wasn’t a guy as well.

“I know that but he isn’t like that, I know him and he would do that”

“OH? So you know him like that??” He huffed getting more upset and stormed off to his room.

You sighed not understanding why he got jealous all the time. You honestly found it cute not going to lie. His little whimpers trying to justify his jealousy, his clinginess when you apologized, it was all pretty adorable.

“Pff… he isn’t like that.. mememe” He mumbled, mocking you while sitting up right on his bed. Of course, you weren’t here to hear his mocking because if you were you would’ve definitely beat him up.

You waited just a tiny bit before entering Malakai’s room to apologize and assure him. You wanted to make sure he could’ve off a little bit before talking.

You entered his room and saw his worried eyes that quickly looked away. Was he waiting for you to come in? You shook that thought away and sat down next to him. Inviting yourself to tuck your body under the blanket just as he did.

“Alright, how about every time I need a ride I’ll call you? If he asks, I’m going to deny his offer and be nice about it.” You explain your part of the deal. A deal he didn’t know was a deal he just immediately assumed you were gonna do that with nothing in return.

“Yay!! Just call me every time you do and then I’ll quickly pick you up! Probably faster than him” He smiled so happily, turning to his right to hug you tightly.

“BUT! You have to be nice to anyone you meet that I know, like friends, co workers, those type of people” You looked straight into his eyes. The eyes that told the heavy distaste for the words you said showed.

“Mm…” He thought about it for a bit.

Malakai would love to be your personal driver, it would mean nobody else would have you in their car! More time to see you and less time with someone else! But being nice to certain friends that came over would be a pain in the ass..

Though, he did have an idea.

“Fine! But that means every single time you need a ride you have to call me.”

“Alright! Deal” The both of you shook hands as if you were business partners of some sort and settled it.

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The snow fell on the ground quicker than usual. Malakai’s shoes crushing it under his footsteps. He was successful in finding the reason for going outside. His eyes death staring a certain someone in a cafe. A little fly who has to be crushed or else he would certainly come back.

As if the guy could feel eyes in the back of his neck, he looked behind him, the clear glass window only showing heavy snow and some people heading home. It was getting late after all, the cafe was going to close soon so he decided to go on back home.

The unknown guy parted his ways with his girlfriend. ‘The one you spoke about earlier’ Malakai thought to himself. So it was true.. that wouldn’t change anything though. It was already set up and he knew it he had to crush that guy or else you would never be safe in his arms.

Malakai knew the man would leave through the alley way behind the cafe so that was his perfect chance to eliminate him. His quick footsteps following the unarmed guy. Malakai knew that he sense that he was being followed soon.

As soon as he turned around Malakai struck him with a sharp blade in the center of his heart. The quick stabs left the man speechless, unable to process the blood spreading throughout his shirt faster then water pouring down a hill.

He opened his mouth, about to scream for help before Malakai kicked him down and stabbed his throat. Making sure he wouldn’t be able to call for any sort of help. He eliminated his only way to receive help and his chance in surviving.

Malakai looked down upon the man on the floor. The guy’s dark blood splattered all around the snow and had colored a large spot on his shirt. He knew he wasn’t going to survive, he just looked straight up. He didn’t want his killer to be satisfied in him being the only thing he saw as he died at a rapid pace.

The sunset colors were pretty, he hoped his girlfriend wouldn’t have to witness the awful scene on the news. His eyes burned, trying to refrain from crying. His killer had already fled after he stabbed his throat, knowing he was unable to do anything but pass away.

His throat and heart burned. He didn’t want it to end like this. Why did it have to end like this? What did he do? His ears picked up a quiet ringing, one that slowly gained in pitch. He heard a woman scream before he heard sirens blaring nearby. The ringing becoming unbearable he closed his eyes.

※───

Malakai happily discarded all his clothes and weapon. The gloves he used were the primary thing to get rid of. This wasn’t the first he did something like this. He remembered hurting someone for the first time when they tried fighting him. They obviously got beat, ending up in the hospital which got Malakai in a lot of trouble in school. He smiled enjoying that silly little memory of his young self in high school.

Malakai got home in a different pair of clothes. His attitude happier than usual. Biting his lip he was a little nervous to open the door. What if you immediately knew it was him? He hoped you wouldn’t ignore him if you did find out. He’d probably break down if you did.

You greeted Malakai as usual, asking him where he was so late at night.

“Ah, i was just hanging out with my friend. We went out to a club, just for fun yknow” A toothy grin appearing on his face.

“Oh, alright. I just finished making some pasta if you want some. I didn’t know if you did want any but I did make a bit more then usual” You started walking to the living room. You had laid down some of your blankets on the couch to snuggle up on while you watched the latest news and shows. Speaking of news, it seemed like it was getting interesting when you heard a reported speaking about something.

Malakai, fidgeting with his fingers a little nervous he waited before getting pasta and sat next to you. Watching to see if you knew or not.

‘And we have details coming that a young man in his mid 20’s that was just identified as Julian Mark was murdered near the popular cafe called Cats and Coffes in a dark alleyway. Reporters say a woman encountered the man lying on the floor in his own pool of blood. The injuries were very fatal—-“ At the point you tuned the news out.

He was dead? You just saw him today, that was your friend. Your heart ached thinking about how heart broken his girlfriend probably would be when she saw the news. You had her number and didn’t know if you should break the news or not. You decided not to, Julian’s best friend would probably tell her.

You bit your lip thinking, why would he get murderer? Who would do that? He never had any enemies so why—

You looked beside you and saw a slightly nervous Malakai. His demeanor was normal but his eyes looked nervous, glancing upon the news then to you back to the news then back to you.

He stopped doing that once he realized you were directly staring at him now.

“Tell me you didn’t do this”

His silence showed the answer you needed.

You got up and went to your room. Slamming the door shut and locking it.

Seriously? Why would he do that? He had a girlfriend so he didn’t need to kill him. You found it disgusting and weren’t sure what to do. Your stomach queasy as your mind refreshed itself to show the image of his your friend in a body bag behind yellow bright tape that kept the public away.

You just felt saddened at the fact that he was gone now. You weren’t sure what to do, you didn’t think Malakai would go that far.

You could hear his whimpers while knocking at the door. Begging for you to open it since he knew you were upset and felt like you were going to neglect him.

You picked at your lip trying to think, ripping off the dry skin helped you somehow. It was a bad habit but whatever. You decided that you would have to control Malakai somehow. If he didn’t stop he was going to kill more people that he thought was a threat to him just because they had your attention.

He sobbed scratching the door for you to open it. He didn’t want to break it down because he knew you would get even more mad if he did. He kept profusely apologizing as he wiped his tears away with his sleeves. He knocked and knocked and still heard silence.

How would you control him though? You just didn’t know that part. He did listen sometimes but that was on little thing, he was always a bratty guy. Maybe if you ignored him if he didn’t listen to you?? That’s basically what you were doing now.

You knew you weren’t gonna rack your brain quick enough to make a plan so you just unlocked and opened the door. You saw him sitting down, his eyes lit up and his sobs were louder as he clung to your leg.

You stood there for a moment trying to think just for one second before pulling your leg away from him. You walked to your bed and just sat down. His cheeks wet with tears, he followed quickly behind and sat next to you.

“Please”

“Please what”

“Please don’t leave me, I’m sorry..”

“Are you really though? You did it without remorse and came back happier then ever as if it was something normal.”

“I- I know! I know it looks bad but you never— you never said I couldn’t kill anyone.. y-you you just said I had to be nice” His sobs made his chest intake more air then he needed and his sniffling became more apparent.

Malakai just stared with hurt in his eyes. Knowing what he did wouldn’t gain any happiness from you and only pleasured him in knowing that he wouldn’t have another person talking to you.

He sniffles, still trying to breathe normal instead of hyperventilating.

“I’m sorry.. I won’t do it again” He wiped his wet cheeks and tears that wanted to spill.

“Are you really though? Are you really going to stop? Or are you just going to say you won’t then pull more shit like this”

His heart ached and felt like it had been stabbed. ‘How ironic’ he thought

He sat in silence trying to formulate a response, a response that never left his lips. You stormed off, angry about god knows what exactly. His crimes? His silence? You didn’t know and you didn’t care to ponder about which one angered you the most.

You needed to escape, just for a bit. Enough for you to compose yourself before you murdered the man yourself.

You went to a bar and sat down on the elevated stool. You never really were a drinker, never found it pleasing. Maybe your mind convinced you it was worth a shot when you saw the bright neon lights, convincing you, pushing you to go see why people used it as a coping method.

The lights truly weren’t the ones that convinced you to, it was just your mind trying to make a reason for you enter. You knew that you just wanted to get drunk and forget about everything. Forget about your loss, forget about your frustration, and certainly forget about HIM.

The bartender wiped the counter with a rag. He was attractive, you took notice of that quickly. He was probably good at his job, easily swayed people into buying things.

“What would you like darling? Something to relax you? You look rather tense” He referred to your tense body and emotionless expression.

“Yeah, and maybe a little something to make me forget about a few things” You giggled, trying to lighten the mood.

As he started preparing your drink you looked at your phone. Not paying attention to the buzzing of messages that popped up, but rather the time. Wow, it was 12am? You honestly thought it was 9 or 10 pm.

As you waited you started finally paying attention to the music. It was upbeat and fun, you liked it. You honestly expected them to be playing horrendous music that made you even more negative than before.

“Here ya go, tell me if you need anything else honey” He set your drink down, it was colorful and had a lime on the side with ice that floated to the top.

“Thank you” Was the short reply you made before grabbing the glass cup and sipping a bit down. You didn’t want to overload yourself too far yet.

It tasted strong, it wasn’t repulsive though, it had a little sweet taste which you enjoyed. Your body forced to relaxed instead of being tense with thoughts and worries.

You sort of got it now, maybe you should do this more often. Alcohol did take quick effect didn’t it? You were glad you walked to the bar rather than stupidly drive to it.

The bartender took notice of you quickly, he wondered what you were trying to forget. You looked gorgeous even with your casual clothes and no attempt to look good. He bit his lip trying to refrain from approaching you in a way that wasn’t professionally. He was on the clock! Think properly Xalvador!!

He cleaned a few glasses, trying to look busy. You looked dazed lost in thought. He observed you for a bit before eventually getting called to go serve a drink by a drunk man. ‘A very drunk man who shouldn’t be having anymore’ Xalvador said. Of course, not out loud but in his head.

You finished your drink, gulping the semi sweet alcoholic beverage. You wondered what it was called, you couldn’t remember what the bartender called it again.

You weren’t sure how to call him so you just raised your hand. You didn’t want to yell at him like some asshole or snap your fingers.

He thankfully noticed and went over once he was finished serving the other guy across the table. He adored your tired messy look, you looked out of place even but he didn’t mind. He loved looking at you, he was happy you called him over.

“Hey, uhm.. what was this drink called again?” You were thankful that you weren’t drunk enough to slur your words. Also thankful you weren’t a light weight.

“I don’t have a name for it right now. It’s just some bourbon, soda, lemon on the side, and some strawberry flavoring..” He chuckled while remembering the items.

“It tastes really well, thank you. Can I have another?” You asked politely.

“Of course! I’ll get that started for you” He smiled happily.

You looked at your phone and saw it was almost 12 at this point. Time went by fast, huh?

You saw glanced upon all the messages Malakai sent in his nervous frenzy that you had left so suddenly. He didn’t think about chasing after you until a good 10 seconds were you had already ran off so he couldn’t find you.

All the messages contained pleas and all sorts of apologies. You glared at them, hoping he wouldn’t find where you were. You weren’t on to go drink at all, so he likely wouldn’t think to come in here.

Xalvador looked seeing your annoyed expression at your phone and giggled. You quickly looked up and saw him set down your drink.

“What is it? Lovers quarrel? Perhaps something like a friend breakup?” He asked curiously. He would stop questioning if you showed that you were uncomfortable.

“Ha-, yeah let’s call it a friend thing. I got overwhelmed so I just came over here” You smiled at the fact he was trying to pinpoint you reason for being here and the face you made.

“Everybody’s got their own thing going on, interesting that it made you come to a place like this. I can tell you don’t drink, I’ve never seen you around here” He enjoys the fact that nobody was calling out for him to serve drinks.

“Yeah.. drinking isn’t my thing but I see why people do it now” You giggle taking another sip.

“You’re good at your job yknow..” You mumble getting tired.

“How so? Is it my amazing bartending skills” He chuckled at your sleepy demeanor. It was cute.

“Yeah.. and you’re very cute” You accidentally slipped out the thing you first thought of when you first saw him.

“Ah- thank you! It’s always nice to hear compliments from customers who aren’t total creepy” He tried playing casual but his cheeks felt a little warm. He hoped his blush wasn’t too obvious.

“I gotta go now, but thank you for serving me tonight.” You looked at the time and decided you had enough time to play around. You brought out your cash in your back pocket and gave money for the drinks. Along with a tip because you might as well.

“No problem! Come again soon, I would love to serve you again” Xalvador grinned.

“I’ll try to! Thank you again” You head towards the exit and started to walk back to the house. Your walking was a little wobbly but you didn’t care. As long as you got home.

Once you actually made it, you were less prepared then you thought but you still continued. You unlocked the door and felt a sudden embrace.

His sobs were louder and sadder than before you left. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry—“ his quick mumbles and hiccups were almost incomprehensible.

You sighed, feeling drowsy and wanting to go to bed. Being a little drunk felt nice but weird. Malakai smelled your clothes and was able to detect a strong scent of alcohol.

He stopped the embrace and backed up a bit.

“You were drinking? Why? Why would you do something so stupid?? What if you forgot were to go back home or someone took advantage of you!” He expressed his worries loudly as you took off your shoes.

If yelled anymore louder you were probably going to get a headache. You mumbled for him to quiet down and walked to your room.

“Seriously??” He sniffled. Following close behind you as if you were going to run away again.

“Are we okay now? You’re not going to ignore me anymore??” he hugged you as you sat down on the bed.

“Pf, of course not.. it doesn’t matter how many times you apologize. He’s not going to come back and neither is me forgiving you. So what does it matter” You mumble, lying down on the warm bed. He must’ve been lying on it trying to comfort himself. You grabbed the blanket and pulled it from under him and laid under the warm blanket.

“I know it won’t…” He didn’t know what else to say. Just sat down on the comfy bed and looked at you. You looked like you were about to doze off.

“Can I get under the sheets too?” he asked quietly. Not wanting to upset you but he still wanted comfort in knowing you weren’t mad enough to ignore him again.

“Whatever” You mumbled before turning to the wall and closing your eyes. You quickly dozed off, faster than you thought.

Malakai wanted to hug you, to comfort you, to make you feel better but he knew that wouldn’t happen. Not right now that’s for sure. So he just tucked himself in and turned to face away from you. He stared at the other side of the room and tried to think about ways to gain your forgiveness.

A forgiveness that would take a long time.

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T

“I’m so done with you, I can’t believe you actually think it’s okay to do that for no reason. I don’t even know what to do with you. I try and be nice but you pull shit like this. He was my friend you knew he had a girlfriend and you still did this?? What exactly did this gain you? Happiness? Pleasure? Satisfaction? Are you satisfied for eliminating another ‘threat’ to your precious partner? Let me drop a small obvious fact on you, THIS WONT GAIN ANYTHING FOR YOU.” You practically talked his ear off but you hoped this would give him the needed realization of what he did. B

“I didn’t expect you to kill anyone just for no reason, i’d assume being nice would also refer to not killing someone for no apparent reason. Do you have any clue what you’ve done??” You almost starting yelling at him but you kept your cool as much as you could which was going to run out soon.

Why are you being so mean?

“I- I know! I know it looks bad but you never— you never said I couldn’t kill anyone.. y-you you just said I had to be nice” His sobs made his chest intake more air then he needed and his sniffling became more apparent.

Soos

“You nev- never said I couldn’t - you just said I had to be nice to the- them” His stuttering became apparent with his is

“You never said I

“You never said - I couldn’t murder them, i-I…. I didn’t know okay?” His stuttering became apparent, he kept sniffling trying to breath normally but his body kept in taking air that wasn’t needed.

“But you never said I couldn’t do that, you just said be nice to them.” He whimpered trying to compose himself for such a serious conversation. His sniffles unable to stop as he kept

His sobs and screams kept gaining in volume so you were scared neighbors were going to call the police so you opened the door.

‘I wonder what my cute little roomie is doing’ He thought to himself. He fin up

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #gn reader #pls request #yandere x darling #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #male yandere #angst #oc stuff #death mention #maybe new oc #malakaimyoc

[gyupinkys]

PLEASE?

JUN X FEM READER

Bestfriends to lovers since exclusive fairytale is driving me insane…

WC:1.6K

WARNINGS: Unprotected sex, switch jun, switch reader, oral (m receiving), fingering, creampie, begging, mentions of viagra, begging

Moving into college is hard. It’s your second year, yet every new dorm is equally as much of a hassle. You finally flop onto your bed after hanging up all your clothes only to be met with the rumbling of your stomach. 

“God, I should've eaten breakfast.” you mumble to yourself, thankful your roommate is nowhere to be found.

You begrudgingly get up and walk out, head deep into your phone trying to find the nearest dining hall on the campus map. You find the closest one to you is only a few buildings over, just to crash into someone in front of you, making you stumble back.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry” you say looking up at the tall blonde. 

“Nah, it's my bad. I was too into my phone, I'm trying to find a dining hall.” he says in a deep, smooth voice. Damn. He’s really fucking hot. The unnatural blonde suits him so well, and his cat-like eyes are incredibly attractive. 

“I’m actually looking for one too. There's one a few buildings over, you want to go with me?”

“Sure.”

From then a beautiful friendship bloomed. You learned his name is Jun, he’s from china, he speaks mandarin, cantonese, and korean. He loves to dance. His best friend/roommate's name is Minghao who is also from China and has bright red hair so it would be hard to miss him on campus. He used to be a child actor, but got into business so he can take over his dad’s company, and most importantly he is filthy rich. He didn’t even bother to say he’s “Comfortable” like most rich people do, he just said “I can pay all four years of full tuition with no worries.” which told you everything you needed to know. You and Jun quickly became friends, attached to the hip would be an understatement. Wherever you went, best believe Jun would be there. He became your go-to person. If you needed something he would get it for you, if you needed help he would be there, he was even there to ice your nipples when you got them pierced. You lost all shame when it came to Jun, he was your person. So when you walk into your room one day, just to see Jun laying shirtless in your bed, covered in sweat, with his dick in his hands, and your panties to his nose, you’re beyond confused. 

“Jun?” you say with wide eyes, quickly shutting the door.

“I’m sorry Y/N, Hoshi tricked me and gave me chocolate but it was some sort of fucking viagra and now I can’t stop thinking about you and I’m sorry if this is weird and ruins our relationship and i know I should’ve just went to my room, but I know your roommate and hao are in there and I really wanted to see you and I knew you could help me-”

“Jun, slow down what?”

“Y/N, please fuck me.” he says with a whine.

You feel like you could collapse right now. 

You slowly walk up to him and take his chin into your hand, raising his face to meet your eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, Y/N. Please.”

You straddle his thighs and kiss him and take his dick into your hands, beginning to stroke it making him groan. “Jun, how long have you felt like this?”

“Since you bumped into me in the hallway. You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” he says and leans forward to kiss you again. He runs his hands across your body and squeezes your ass. 

“Baby, please let me fuck you.”

“Jun, you’re driving me crazy.”

“Imagine how crazy you drove me every time you bent over only wearing one of my shirts, every time you wore a shirt with no bra, touched me in a certain way, looked at me with those pretty eyes, smiled at me. I’ve wanted to make you mine for so long, to be able to call you my girl.”

You smile at him, a bright, beautiful smile, making his heart skip a beat. You lean back and take off your shirt, his hands immediately flying to your chest, squeezing them.

“When I saw these tits for the first time I popped a boner. I had to pretend I was fine seeing your nipples pebble up from the ice.”

“I wish you did what you were thinking. You helping me made me sooo wet.”

He runs his hands to your sweatpants and pulls them down, helping you get off leaving you in just your panties. He sits up and kisses up your chest and around your face. He kisses your forehead, then your eyelids, the tip of your nose, your jaw, and finally your lips.

“Please fuck me, Jun.”

He flips the two of you over pulling off his sweats and boxers. “Where are your condoms?” 

“You don’t need one.”

“Baby, are you sure?”

“Yes Jun! Just fill me up already.” you whine.

He groans into your neck, running his fingers through your folds, only to find you ridiculously wet. “All this just for me?” he smirks at you, slowly circling his finger on your clit. 

“Yes, Jun”

“You flatter me, Baby.”

He runs his fingers down and plunges two straight into your hole, cutting to the chase and feeling around for your G-spot. He knows he found it when your back arches off the bed and you grab his hair, pulling his lips to yours. He continues thrusting up into your sweet spot, making your toes curl. You pull his hair and look into his eyes. 

“I want to cum on your cock, Junnie.”

“And exactly when I think I couldn’t be more in love with you, you surprise me.” he says with a smile. “But no.” he says as his eyes darken.

“What the fuck do you mean no?” you say in shock.

“I mean, you’ll cum when I let you cum.”

“Jun, stop teasing.”

“I can show you what real teasing looks like, Baby.” he says as he pulls his fingers out of you and slips them into your mouth as you're about to rebuttal.

He pulls you up by your hair and pushes you to your knees. “You know what to do Baby, I’ve heard first hand about how much of a whore you are.”

You groan but lick his leaking tip while looking into his eyes. “I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do, '' you say challengingly. 

He looks into your eyes and shrugs. “I guess I’ll have to show you.”

He hooks his fingers into your mouth to widen it and shoves his dick straight into your mouth without giving you any time to adjust. He begins to thrust into your mouth and straight down your throat making you gag, but his fingers make you unable to close your mouth. You look at him with pleading eyes, but the tears running down your face only turns him on more. He decides he’s had enough. He needs to fuck that soaking wet pussy or he might actually die. He grabs your hand and throws you on the bed. 

“Spread your legs.”

You obey but you're plotting. Is he forgetting he was the one desperate for you to touch him? Now he wants to be in charge? Not on your watch. As he bottoms out in you, you let out a loud moan to distract him and flip him over. 

“Junnie, I think you’re forgetting you’re the one who's in desperate need of somewhere to dump their cum. You’d think you’d be a little nicer to me.” you say and grind your hips into him, making his eyes roll back.

“I want you to beg for me.”

Without missing a beat he starts to beg. “Please fuck me Y/N, I need it. I feel like I'm gonna explode. You're so warm and tight I feel like I’m in heaven. Please help me, baby.”

You raise your hips and his hips chase you, making it so you don't raise off his dick. “Jun, how am I gonna ride you if you don’t let me up.”

He groans and glues his hips to the bed, letting you begin to bounce. You feel like he’s in your guts, moving your insides around to accommodate him. 

“God, Jun you feel so good.” you moan out as you bounce faster, ignoring the burn in your thighs.  He thrusts meeting your hips as you bounce, pushing his dick deeper into you. His hands travel to your clit, pressing firmly and rubbing tight circles. “Please cum baby, cum on my cock, I’m so close.”

Seeing him so pathetic beneath you does something to you. You grind harder, feeling his tip hit your spot everytime, throwing you over the edge. As soon as he feels the first squeeze of your cunt he lets go, filling you up completely, causing some to spill out of you onto his thighs. He pulls you down for a kiss, holding you as you come down from your orgasm. 

He looks you in the eye when he whispers “I love you” against your lips.

As the sun shines through your windows, you awake with a smile on your face. It feels so good to finally be in Jun’s arms as his girlfriend. You sit up and stretch making him get up with you. He wraps his hands around your waist. “I’m hungry,” he says. 

“You want me to order you something?”

“No, I’m hungry for something else. I missed out on eating it yesterday” he smirks and drags you down onto the bed with him.

A/N: LMK if you want a part 2 with her roommate and how? I'm thinking a forced proximity kind of thing.

#seventeen smut #svt smut #jun smut #wen junhui smut #bestfriends to lovers #jun is driving me crazy

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

Aren't you happy to be home?

I've had this idea since before I started writing on this account, believe it or not :)

Warning(s): the reader is kinda dumb, drugging, kidnapping

You woke up in your apartment, like any other day.

You made yourself breakfast, went to work, came home, had dinner, and went back to sleep. That's a normal day for you.

You live a boring life. You're ok with that, but sometimes you wished it was more exciting.

Today, two people moved into the apartment next door to yours.

You baked them some cookies, and knocked on their door, tray in hand, as a way to welcome them.

Your life was about to get much more exciting.

You knocked on the door, and waited for a response.

The door was opened by a teen with ginger hair. He couldn't have been older than 16. A bit young to be living alone but, eh, it's not your problem.

"Hi there! I live next door, and I thought I'd bring something over for you, kinda like a house warming gift!" You explained to him, handing him the tray of cookies you'd made.

"Oh wow, thanks." He said. "Hey, what's your name?"

"My name?"

"Yeah, my roommate and I... aren't from around here. It'd be nice to have someone to go to if we're ever, y'know, in trouble."

"Well, I guess that makes sense." You said. "I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you."

"D'you wanna come in?"

"Uh... s-sure!"

This person, this ginger boy... he looks strangely familiar. But you're almost 100% sure you've never seen him before.

You entered his apartment. It was very empty, aside from some very basic furniture. On the couch sat a boy with navy blue hair, petting a cat.

"Hm? Who's that, Ace?" The boy on the couch asked.

"This is (Y/N), they live next door. Oh! And they made cookies for us!"

"Ooh, what kind?"

"Uh, just normal cookies... made from store-bought cookie dough..." You admitted. "Sorry, it's nothing special, but I wanted to do something nice, you know...?"

"No, it's fine, (Y/N)!" The blue haired boy told you. "We really appreciate it!"

"Oh geez, I didn't introduce myself." The ginger boy said. "Uh, my name's Ace Trappola, that's my roommate Deuce Spade, and that's our... cat, Grim."

"Nice to meet you two, o-or three, I suppose!" You sweetly said. "I don't mean to pry into your private lives, but, ah, aren't you two a bit young to be living alone?"

"Sixteen plus sixteen is thirty two, so combined I think we're old enough." Deuce explained. "I think we'll be fine."

"Oh! Ok, well, if you two ever need anything, I'm just next door!"

You decided to go home, since you still need to make yourself dinner. You couldn't help but think, that... Ace and Deuce look really familiar. And you swear you've heard their names before, but... you've never met them before.

"The cookies aren't as good as Trey's, but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt, since Trey makes his completely from scratch." Deuce said, eating one of the cookies.

"Maaan, it sucks pretending to be a cat." Grim pouted. "I wanna use my magic again!"

"Believe me, so do I." Ace said, sighing. "But hey, we'll be back home soon enough. And we'll be bringing them back home, too."

"Ace, gimme a cookie." Grim demanded.

"Nah."

"WHAT?! GIVE IT NOW!"

"Go eat trash off the ground!"

"Can you two stop yelling?" Deuce asked. "We don't want (Y/N) to know yet, do we?"

Grim grabbed a cookie, and he and Ace glared at each other.

"I do feel a bit sad that they don't remember us, though..." Deuce said, continuing to eat his cookie. "I know they think everything was a dream, and you sorta immediately forget about dreams when you wake up, but..."

"They'll remember soon. If we're lucky... they'll remember once it's too late." Ace smirked evilly.

As the days went on, you got to know Ace and Deuce better. They seemed to be nice enough people, two boys sharing a braincell trying to live alone. Sometimes they'd come over to your place to watch tv (since they didn't have one), in fact, the three of you had a movie night where you watched Alice In Wonderland together.

They would come over and ask you for help with various things, things that you assumed they'd know how to use... but that's none of your business.

Tonight, they made you a cake. They said it was a 'thank-you' gift for all the help you've given them. They mentioned that Grim helped too, but very quickly said it was a joke.

Something about the cake tasted... off.

Oh, but that's fine! Ace and Deuce are stupid teens, after all, they probably just misread the recipe!

You got up from your seat when you finished your slice of cake.

You felt woozy...

"Ace, Deuce, what..." Before you could ask them what they put in the cake, you collapsed onto the floor.

"Nice! It worked!" Grim said, excited.

"Shush, Grim! (Y/N) just collapsed, which probably made a lot of noise, so if the other people in the building hear someone yelling 'iT wOrKeD!' that's probably gonna set off some alarm-bells!" Ace whisper-yelled.

"I guess you're right." Grim admitted.

"The mirror's right there." Deuce pointed to the mirror hanging just above your couch.

"Alright. Deuce, grab their legs. I'll grab their shoulders, we'll carry them into the mirror and bring 'em home." Ace said. "Grim, you just keep a tight grip on me so you don't get lost in some other dimension while we're travelling."

"Got it!" Deuce and Grim responded.

Ace and Deuce grabbed hold of you, lifting you off the ground, and Grim wrapped his arms around Ace's neck.

"Mirror, bring us to Twisted Wonderland!" Deuce comanded. The mirror began to faintly glow... then, the two boys (and the cat monster) carried you into the mirror.

You woke up somewhere unfamiliar.

A strange place.

"They're awake!"

"Hopefully that rough landing wasn't what did it."

"Good morning, (Y/N)! How did you sleep?"

Around you, you saw three people (well, two people and a cat). Ace, Deuce, and Grim. But... they looked different.

Ace had a heart painted over his left eye, Deuce had a spade painted over his right eye, and Grim had blue fire emanating from his ears.

"What's... going on...?" You asked.

"We brought you home with us." Ace told you.

"And now, you're right where you belong. With us, in Twisted Wonderland..." Deuce smiled.

"Don't tell me you don't remember this place!" Grim yelled, surprising you.

"Twisted... Wonderland...? What do you mean...?" You asked.

Suddenly, all the memories came flooding back to you. All the memories of your dream, the dream you had of that magical world... you're there again.

"W-wait a minute! Why am I back here?!" You began to panic. "What's going on?! What did you do?!"

"Ace and I found a way into your world... so we decided to go there, find you, and bring you back home with us!" Deuce happily explained. He gently hugged you, and rubbed his face against yours. "And now, you don't have to leave anymore... you can stay here, with us... forever."

"Aren't you happy to be home?" Ace asked. "Your life in your old world seemed downright miserable! Whatever life you live here, it'll be better than your old life."

"I'm glad you're back, minion!" Grim yelled.

This time, you're not going to be able to return home. Not on their watch.

Twisted Wonderland is your home now.

You should just forget about your old life.

#ace trappola #deuce spade #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #yandere twst #yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere ace trappola #yandere deuce spade #yandere ace x reader #yandere deuce x reader #yandere ace trappola x reader #yandere deuce spade x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere ace #yandere deuce #yandere grim kinda? #i mean he wants you to come back #but like he's a cat monster #eh who knows

[wiltingedelweiss]

Welcome to the Villains' World [Part One]

Twisted Wonderland X Fem!Yuu/Reader

Twisted Wonderland, Prologue

I know this isn't technically an overblot, however they do fight a phantom, and I think that counts. Not to mention that this is how Yuu and the Brain Cell Trio become friends, and I think it's a crime not to include it.

If people like this enough and want it, I’ll rewrite and upload a GN version!

Sorry if this is bad, I wrote most of this from 12AM-3AM on my breaks lmao. Lemme know if there are any errors please! Constructive criticism is welcome!

Content Warnings: Descriptions of violence and injuries, thoughts/mentions of death, panic, Ace being a little bit of a douche, bad writing, let me know if I missed anything!

Things will keep getting worse.

That's the mentality Yuu has to hold. How else could she prepare herself? It's bound to get worse. She’s in a completely unfamiliar world, surrounded by magic users that could kill her quite easily if they wanted to, and with no apparent way to get back to her own world.

‘And worst of all I have to entrust I fate to three idiots,’ Yuu thinks, bitterly.

"You wanna go inside THERE? It's pitch black!" The shrill voice of Yuu's cat(?) companion breaks her out of her train of thought. Though a part of Yuu agrees with him, the other part realizes that she can't take any chances with being expelled or removed from campus. After all, she has no documentation of her existence, no knowledge of where to go to find a way home, and absolutely no knowledge of the surrounding geography or culture. Despite this world being one of magic, she doubted anyone outside of Night Raven College would believe it when she says she’s from a different world. So, she’s not going to accept expulsion just because of a dark and slightly (read: very) eerie cave. She’s not leaving without a magestone.

Come hell or high water, she’s determined to make it home.

"What, are you scared of the dark? Pathetic." Ace, one of the reasons Yuu is in this dark dreary cave rather than her dark dreary dorm, rings out, echoing slightly. Sensing the upcoming nonsense, Yuu sighs and mentally prepares herself to step in.

"Myah?! I'm not scared of anything! I'm taking the lead. You all follow me!" Grim shouts, and as he 'takes the lead', he grips Yuu's leg tightly. The exasperated expression on Yuu's face softens, before she bends down and scoops him into her arms. He struggles for a moment, before slumping in defeat as she takes the lead and wanders into the cave.

Ace and Deuce (the other reason Yuu is facing the threat of 'expulsion'), stunned by the one powerless person in the group charging into the unknown, glance at each other before jogging to catch up to her. The small group makes it a good 20 feet into the cave before the silence is once again broken.

"Huh? Hold up!" Deuce shouts, holding his arms out as a way to stop the group. Ace lets out an annoyed groan. "What now?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. Deuce responds by pointing ahead, "There's something there!" He tries to whisper, but it doesn't seem to make a difference, Yuu notes, as his voice echoes.

"Hee hee hee hee! Visitors! The first in ten years!" A voice croaks out. "Do make yourselves at home... You can stay forever!" A different, more high pitched voice rings out. Yuu catches the way Grim's ears flatten, whether from fright or from the voice that she can only equate to nails on a chalk board, she doesn’t know. The figures come closer, close enough that Yuu could see the figures' transparent bodies move around in the dark. Part of her wonders if these ghosts are as friendly as her new roommates. Deciding against trying to find out, Yuu holds Grim tighter, deciding to just bolt past the ghosts.

"Come on!" She can feel Grim's claws through the fabric of the tattered and oversized shirt (that she luckily found in ‘her dorm’) as he clutches on to her. She can hear the pounding footsteps of the other two behind her for just a moment, before the sound is replaced by the pounding of her own heart.

She just runs, not knowing where she’s going. As long as it was away from the ghosts, she doesn’t care. What she does know is that her leg muscles are tightening up, and her lungs are burning, but she tries to press on.

Yuu only comes to her senses after a hand grips her shoulder and pulls her back. Ace comes into view, huffing and puffing. Getting the message, Yuu slumps against the wall of the cave, and sets Grim down. Despite being free, he decides to stick close to her legs.

All of them look at each other, waiting for someone to speak. Yuu takes another deep breath before breaking the silence.

“Are you guys okay?" She asks, looking over each member of the group. Before anyone could respond, a loud screeching noise echoes throughout the cave.

"If we stop to fight, we'll never get anywhere. Let's just keep moving." Deuce points out. He tugs Ace's arm, and Ace violently rips his arm from Deuce's grip. They both take off again. "Sure, but don't act like we voted you team leader," He scoffs, "The only reason we're here in the first place is because of that stupid stunt you pulled!" Ace shouts while pulling ahead of the group. Yuu takes the opportunity to pick Grim up again, worried he won't be able to keep up, and runs after Ace and Deuce.

She scowls slightly, knowing this arguing isn't helping anything, before taking a deep breath and slowing to a stop. "All of you, calm down. The blame game means nothing at this point," She adjusts her stance, resting Grim on her hip, almost like something akin to a baby. And once again, before she can continue, she is interrupted.

"...iiivvv... ...oooouuu..."

Yuu perks up, trying to hear what's being said and what's saying it. Ace, Deuce, and Grim perk up as well, "Huh?!" The three exclaim, in what Yuu would call almost comedic unison. Had it be almost any other situation, she would've laughed.

"Wh-where's that comin' from?" Ace asks, as he whips his head about to locate the noise, he scoots closer to the group. Deciding to play it safe, Yuu also moves closer, opting to try to watch their backs.

"...neeevvvaaa... ...iiivvv... ...ooouuu..."

"Sounds like... it's getting closer..." Deuce points out, joining in on the impromptu huddle.

"Stooonesss... Stooonesss aaare miiiiine!"

Yuu spots it first, a startled gasp leaving her lips.

Despite being in a world of magic, the...thing... before them seems to be something out of a nightmare. It towers over all three of them, holding no resemblance to a humanoid being. It's head looks to be made of a glass bottle. A crack in it causes the content, some sort of viscous ink if she had to guess, to trickle out. The monster’s body seems to be made of the same ink. It dons what looks to be a tattered red uniform of some kind. In one hand it carries a lantern that emits an ominous red glow, and in the other is a sharp rusted pickaxe.

It lets out a monstrous groan as the others spot it. The group darts to hide around the corner.

"What is that?!" Deuce yells, stumbling backwards.

"Myaaah!" Grim burrows himself into Yuu's side, something he'd probably deny doing later, "No one said there'd be monsters! Let's get outta here!" He tugs on Yuu's shirt, as if he has to convince her to run. The only thing stopping her from actually doing so being Ace's hand grabbing her arm tightly.

Deuce stops backing away when he realizes no one is making a move to leave, and looks to Ace for an explanation. "That thing is super creepy!" Ace agrees, and Yuu thinks that’s the understatement of the year, "But didn't it just say something about 'stones'?!"

As if sensing its time to shine, the monster speaks through a series of groans, "Stooonesss... ...nevvva give stooonesss...!"

"So there ARE still magestones here!" Deuce exclaims, his eyes darting to the cave walls and floors, as if a stone would just be laying around.

Yuu fights the urge to facepalm, and Grim glances towards the monster again, "Myaaah... Even as a master sorcerer, I... I don't think I can take that thing down!"

Deuce clenches his fists, and scowls, "But we need a magestone or we'll get expelled! I'm going in!" He declares, starting to round the corner. Ace's eyes widen, and he moves to grab Deuce's wrist as well, "Are outta you your outta mind?!"

Yuu pauses, realizing that she is, in fact, in the same boat as Deuce. She can't get expelled, and she refuses to let either of the boys get expelled as well. She takes a deep breath before she shrugs Ace's hand off her arm, and steps up to Deuce.

"You can't do it alone!" Yuu says, and Deuce's face lights up with determination. Yuu sets Grim down, and arms herself with some nearby rocks as Deuce pulls out his pen. They round the corner, and face the monster.

It spots them, and growls. It raises its pickaxe, prepared to attack. Deuce starts firing off spells as Yuu begins throwing rocks at it. It swings its pickaxe down, and forces Yuu and Deuce to separate. The blade of the rusty tool grazes Yuu's sleeve and she winces at the close call.

‘I don't think I'm up to date with my tetanus shots,’ she thinks bitterly.

She chucks another rock at it, and it turns to swing at her again. She starts to gauge the nearest safe spot, but before it fully can focus on Yuu, Deuce sends another spell at it. It quickly changes trajectory to hit Deuce, and it bellows out "Begone! Begone! Begooone!" Deuce dives out of the way with a grunt.

Ace watches from around the corner with mild concern as the monster targets Deuce again, despite Yuu chucking rocks at it as hard as she can. "Aw, crap! He's got Loosey-Deucey on the ropes! Not on my watch! Heeyah!"

"Rrroooarrrgh!" The monster groans as Ace hits it with a blast of wind. It thrashes about, hitting both Yuu and Ace with its arm and sending them backwards. They hit the floor and Yuu lets out a cry and she gasps, trying to regain her breath. Her whole body aches and burns. Rocks dig into her flesh, some actually breaking skin.

With the air knocked out of her, Yuu groans as she rolls to get back up. Grim jumps back, yelling, "Myaaah! Stay away from me!" He jumps back while sending a burst of flames towards it. Yuu could feel the heat of the blast, and it brings her back to reality. She rushes over and helps Ace (Who also looks rough.) to his feet. He lets out a grunt, stretching his back.

Grim frowns as the monster shakes off his attacks, "It's like nothin's even hurtin' it!" He yells, skittering behind Ace and Yuu. Deuce slowly makes his way back over to the group. Yuu, however, doesn't mind these things, and is instead focused on something behind the monster.

"Did you just see that sparkle?!" She asks, eyes not leaving what she hopes to be a magestone. Ace immediately follows Yuu's line of sight, and gasps. "Behind the monster! There's something sparkling in the mineshaft!"

Deuce shifts his gaze over just as the monster blocks the sparkle of interest. "Could that have been a magestone?!" Then, almost as if responding only to the mention of a magestone, the monster roars again, speaking between pained grunts and growls, "GWAAAAAAAH! Nooo giiive yooouuu stooooooone!"

Grim jumps up and once again tugs on Yuu's pant leg, "Yuu, we need to book it, and fast! That thing's gonna pound us into tuna paste!" Yuu agrees, looking at the other two while she speaks up to make sure they get the message, "Lets run for it!"

Once the group makes it to the entrance of the mines, they all catch their breaths. A conversation starts up between the others, and Yuu's frustration for them grows with each sentence.

"Oh YEAH?! Fine, go back to your coop, you big chicken!"

“Quit it!” She interrupts Ace before he can respond to Deuce’s taunt. He rolls his eyes, his attention now shifting to her.

“You shouldn’t even get a say in this,” He starts, a glare forming on his face, “ I don’t even know why you’re here! You’re the most useless person of the group! It’s not like you can use magic to fight it!” He snarls.

The weight on her chest starts to feel crushing. She digs her nails into her palms. She can feel the sting of every cut she just acquired, and the ache of her fresh bruises.

It’s overwhelming. Everything is overwhelming. She doesn’t want to be here. She didn’t ask to be here. Why does she have to deal with this? She knows he’s right, but she’s trying. Part of her wonders if that makes it worse.

useless, useless, useless, useless, usELESS-

Deuce’s and Grim’s eyes widen, and she can tell they want to step in. Before they get the chance to, though, she speaks up.

“Are you serious right now…?” Though her voice is shaky, and the feeling of adrenaline is dying down, she glares fiercely at Ace. “You’re right. I don’t have a choice!” She raises her voice, and notices how Deuce and Grim flinch back slightly. “Because if you get kicked out, you have a home to go back to!” She points out harshly. “I have nowhere to go, and nobody to help me! My only option is to return with a magestone!” A lump is forming in her throat as tears pool in her eyes. She wipes at them harshly. “I may be useless, but you aren’t even trying. And that’s worse.”

No words are spoken as she tries to catch her breath. She glares at the floor, and unclenches her fists, uncaring about the broken skin caused by her nails. “So I guess let's all just get expelled, then.” She mutters.

She can see them recoil at that, and again, Ace and Deuce speak in almost comical unison, “What?”

Grim gapes at her, “Whoa, that was harsh. Where'd that come from?” Her glare softens as she looks at Grim, “You said it yourself. We can't hurt that thing.” Grim lets out a noise of defeat, Ace has the decency to look at least a little ashamed and apologetic, and Deuce furrows his brows, “But... But what are we going to do then?!” He asks, thinking deeply.

“What if we came up with a proper plan first?” Yuu suggests, talking solely to Deuce and Grim, since Ace seems to want no part in this.

Despite wanting no part in it, Ace speaks up, “A proper plan? Like some kinda buddy move? Is that a joke? You always say the lamest things with the straightest face, Yuu.” He scoffs, and Yuu takes a deep breath to calm herself down.

“Agreed. No way could I work together with him.” Deuce agrees, and Yuu finds any possibly argument getting stuck in her throat. Grim, however, sticks up for them, “Yeah, but... Gettin' expelled on the first day... That's pretty lame too. Maybe even lamer.” Yuu catches on, and her affection and love for Grim grows stronger every moment he’s with her.

Ace and Deuce stammer for a response as Yuu pulls up the best judgmental face she can. “Yeah, there's nothing cool about that.” She shrugs dismissively.

Ace groans in defeat, “Gah...Fine! Let's just get this over with, then.” He looks to Yuu.

“All right, Yuu. What's the plan?”

#disney twst #twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst x yuu #twst x mc #twst yuu #twst mc #twst x reader #ace trappola #deuce spade #twst grim #Welcome to The Villain’s World

[harrysmimi]

Still Want You

Synopsis: Harry wants a restart but YN still feels guilty for what happened

More of my work | Based on this ask

I really hope you like this anon. Took me pong enough to write this.

PS. I haven't edited this cuz I am too lazy. I'm sowwyyy :(

Harry was nervous knocking on the door. He tugged on the neckline of his t-shirt as he dripped the small bouquet of red and white roses, a box of chocolate covered almonds and a small pack of cat treats.

He was there to see his favourite girl and his favourite boy ever.

It's been almost a year he has seen YN. He was finally ready to start over and get his life together, since past ten months he's had a great tour, released a new album and was back on a little break.

YN and Harry have been together for well over two years, inseparable and madly in love with one another. Harry loved the fact that she was his little secret that he so selfishly wanted to keep with him. Which unfortunately was one of the reason which drove them apart.

His breath hitched when she opened the door and first thing a white fluffy cat with big green eyes came to greet him. That was Prince, the cat he adopted for her for her birthday, he was (and his) their son. Prince loves Harry deeply to say the least.

"Harry?" Her voice was barely audible but he hear her nerves getting through her just loud enough. She is an anxious person, he knows that.

"YN!" He greeted her with a pleasant yet sad enough smile. She moved aside so he can come in and closed the door when he did.

It was a new place, just three streets away from the place he rented for them to move in together, as a surprise. It was small, just enough for a person and a pet. Everything looked dull and gloomy, there was just a bed with a pillow, and a sofa seperating the room into a living area and a bedroom. It was like her old flat she first moved into, but a little smaller and two rooms less as she shared that one with a roommate, there was a seperate living room at least.

YN got him a glass of water the first thing as he took a seat on the sofa. He could see she had set up her laptop up on the coffee table with a dozen unread emails and half eaten plate of Rice and Daal with a side of raw mango pickle. She sat on the other side of the sofa waiting patiently for him to start the conversation.

"I wanted to see you." He started to which she just smiled. "YN look I am sorry for what happened, but let's start all over again please!"

"I should be the one apologising." She looked at him with the same guilt he saw all those months ago.

It was months ago YN and Harry were starting have little arguments here and there. It was unusual for him. Yes, YN would have her bursts of frustration and anger here and there but Harry always made sure to be the mature one understanding the circumstances of situation. He'd be the one sitting her down and making her talk her mind and heart and share the same when she'd unknowingly hurt his feelings. He's always been patiently wonderful with that.

But they were both particularly bitter about the situations which were coming up one by one. It started with when YN wanted to bring home with her for her Diwali break. Even though her and her family did not celebrate it, they were willing to meet up with him and spend the holidays, even one of her cousin was getting married right after Diwali. It was a huge thing for YN, he knew that. But he had chosen to back down.

A festival and a wedding means there would be people, and where there are people, means there would be countless pictures and with his lifestyle, he prefers to keep his private life private. It means he wouldn't have been able to keep his dreamy little secret, a secret. He wanted to meet her family but in private. While her intentions were never vile, he knew the internet would ruin her mental peace.

But soon after they had to stop going out together on dates, to eat out. She had to stop being seen with him. Which made YN feel hurt.

She wanted to everything with Harry. Yeah, she was willing to endure everything given what came to be with him, hell she was even sceptical for weeks after he asked her out for the first time for the same thing! But once she was all in, she was willing to risk it all. She even put on an armer and spoke to her very strict brown parents about him.

YN was angry at him for months.

All she wanted was share what they had with not having to constantly look over their shoulders. And him protecting her got no where, still to this date she recieves nasty comments online. Even her LinkedIn profile is not safe for her to log into gor work.

Though she feels guilty for what she did. Despite her annoyance and frustration what she did was not right in any sense.

She was out with her colleagues and had kissed her colleague Harry hated the most, to which she came clean after whole three weeks. Just when Harry had cooked her an amazing meal and bought her favourite flowers to apologise for being so overly protective and to ask her to move in with him. She wasn't drunk that day, she has never touched alcohol in her life.

Just as YN was about to say something, her work phone started ringing. He somehow forgot she works from home most of the time and it wasn't a weekend. She excused herself to answer the ohone to ask to person to postpone whatever she had to do.

"I'm sorry about that," she placed the phone face down on the coffee table to look at him. YN still hasn't been able to forgive herself for what she did. She should have been mature and talk to him.

Since their time apart her life had a big down fall, and it's falling down in the blackhole some hell universe. She had switched her job, her family back home was going through hell and she couldn't go back because who would help her family if she went back home. Her grand dad had passed and their family business was crashing each passing day. Her dad and his brother could do so much with handling biggest loss of their life. She was going through a lot in that moment. But that does not justify her actions what so ever!

Harry told her, he needed some time. And by some she never thought it was be more then ten months and few rebounds later. They never officially broke up or even had that conversation. She deserved to see all that, she made herself believe that. She was more upset with herself than she was to be with him when they never actually called off anything. That was that.

"Have taken me long enough to come in and say that I accept your apologies." He spoke as he carefully tried to move closer to her. He doesn't want her to move away. "I was equally responsible for hurting you after the same."

Harry could see her relax a bit but stiffen up again, so he carefully moved closer to her. "Look we can at least be good friends." He softly spoke as he took her hand, still remembering the feeling like it was yesterday. Her hands still held that warmth he never forgot and they still felt tiny against his own.

YN let out a shaky breath. She have been trying. Trying so hard to get over little heartbreak, it was more harder than when she had her heart broken for the first time. She thought about being friends with him and actually trying to reconcile just so she can have a great person like him in her life again.

Alas she is a jealous person, and she can see him with anyone else. She don't want to be that toxic friend to anyone, so she had made up her mind that if Harry didn't wanted to be back with her she'd never ask to be at least his friend. She looked up at him through her lashes as tears filled her eyes.

"I can't." She admitted.

"Hey, come here!" He whispered as he wrapped his arm around her.

YN never thought she'd be so vulnerable after seeing him again. She had been preparing herself to be strong and act like she has grown much mature and not breakdown, but she did. "I am so sorry!" She started chanting in muffled voice, guilt of hurting him stil felt so saw like it happened just a minute ago.

"Hey, hey, you're fine, you're fine." He gently smoothed her hair as he rubbed her back.

"I still, I still can't get that out of my head!" She muffled again his shirt.

"It's gonna take time." He admitted, "but if you give us a chance, we can make it work. I promise will try my best love. It's been so hard to breathe without you."

"I cheated on you. I don't deserve you, you deserve someone so much better than me." She broke from the hug, a little frustrated maybe. At herself to be exact.

"So did I." He admitted too. Maybe it's not right to get together back again but he have seen being get through so much worse together. Maybe, just maybe they can work it out. Yes, they can work it out. "Told you need a break and did the same. Maybe this is wrong, to get back together. But maybe we could make it the best thing ever. I promise I won't try so hard to protect you from every little thing which comes with my profession."

"I still haven't forgiven myself, Harry," corners of her mouth quivered, "I haven't."

"You want some time, take as much time as you need. Still want you, my love. That's all."

She just nodded and they sat in silence for what felt like ages until YN broke the silence with her sniffles, she wiped her tears and looked at him. "You want some daal chawal?" She knows how much he loves that.

He let out a soft shy chuckle, "you know I am not going to say no."

"I'll get you a plate." He nodded and walked to the kitchen.

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It was four months later. YN and Harry started to talk more recently and back together officially, giving one another time they need.

It wasn't until just just on Sunday YN agreed to go on a date with him for next weekend, her day off. He was going to take her see Niall at the Wembley. It was Monday and Harry couldn't wait already.

Waiting for Saturday and going to studio like a torture to him for the first time. He haven't got to see YN much since he visited her, she had been busy with her work. Apparently she was getting a promotion, she'd be the youngest senior manager at her firm and the pressure was too much so he did not wanted to be in her way. But they spoke, stayed on phone calls on her lunch break and texted throughout the day as both of them got free time. Late replies did mot seemed so bad after all now.

It was finally Saturday and Harry was there to pick up YN at her flat. He was all stocked up on the water bottles as it was hot, he knew she wanted to stand in the merch line and buy almost every single thing even though she can get everything delivered to her doorstep on her one command. She is a true Niall fan. He still remembers the first time she got to meet Niall, she was freaking out and now they've become best of friends.

"Hello my love." He greeted her as she opened the door.

"I am so sorry, I forgot to send this important file that why I am late." She anxious ran to her bathroom to where he followed her.

"It's alright love, the show doesn't start for next six hours." He assured her. "And knowing Niall, it won't start for next ten, so don't worry about it." She laughed at that comment.

She was wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a large white shirt keeping it simple and cute, should he add. She had her hair in a braid and put on a pair of silver hoops. And they were ready to go. "Oh we're matching!"

"Oh yeah!" He realised.

She rolled her eyes, "when are you going to stop copying me." He just chuckled and walked a step forward to place a soft peck on the back of her head.

"Never." He mumbled taking in the smell of her shampoo."You look very pretty, love when you wear Kajal."

"I am going to look like a panda real quick." She grabbed her glasses off the counter and put them on.

"A gorgeous panda, might I add." He added and recieved a elbow to his rib before they both fell in fit of laugh. She grabbed her sling bag on the way out. But Harry stopped her at the exit of her building.

"Before we walk out, I have to tell you something." He let out a anxious breath. "We are taking Sam with us, just to be safe, okay? Don't want anyone of us getting hurt unknowingly."

"Okay." She nodded. Well that's understandable, if not for her, for him at least. No one knows her there but every fucking one knows him there. Once they walked out of the building, he found he even got a chauffeur for the day.

"Oh yeah, one more thing." He reached the back pocket his jeans and pulled out a tennis bracelet.

It was the Tiffany bracelet he got her one random day just because, and she wore it every single day no matter if it went with her outfit or not since then. He recieved that back when she returned all his stuff back to him with all of his hoodies and the tad bits of gift he gave her.

"You still kept it?" She looked rather surprised.

"Of course I kept it, know how much you cherish this." He gently grabbed her hand and placed the bracelet around her wrist, he tried to approach her with a kiss but she cuddle close to him swiftly dodging the moment. He just needs to give her some time so he settled with placing a gentle peck on her head.

They reached the venue in half an hour, stood in the line to buy the merch and just making it in time for lunch with Niall. YN did not expect Harry to get VIP passes, even though the performer is literally his best friend. She still did not expected to go to a concert with VIP passes. Yes she saw Harry perform multiple times but it was with his family in the privacy box standing by the side of the stage. This was whole knew experience for her. They were going to the VIP tent there with Niall's mum and girlfriend.

"Be careful here." Harry grabbed her hand as he guided her through the metal walkway around the stage to the pit area where the tent was. He knows these things are nasty slippery even through they have little bumps on them which are supposed to be slip resistant.

The whole evening Harry wasn't afraid of how people would treat the girl he loves so much. He wasn't afraid of hold her thinking about all the nasty things people might say. He sang and danced all evening along with her with his best friend performing there. It was when Niall was playing This Town with his guitar trapped on, at the end of the cat walk.

Harry's got his arms around the girl he adore so much to sing along, just so she can hear him. "If the whole world was watching, I'd still dance with you. Drive highways and byways to be there with you, over and over the only truth, everything come back to you." That made her turn her head around to look at him, he couldn't hold back the bright smile as he placed a kiss on the apple of her cheek, "you still make me nervous when you walk in the room, them butterflies they come alive when I'm next to you, over and over the only truth everything comes back to you, hmmm!" YN leaned into him there. She could start crying.

"You wanna take a picture?" He suggested as the song ended.

"Oh yes!" YN pulled out her phone from her bag and the posed for a few selfies and Harry clicked a few pictures of her while Niall was in between set change.

After the show, Harry her took her to her favourite place for dinner. And that was about the night before he drive her back to her place with all the merch she bought.

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It was a few more months later.

YN mostly worked from home, she only ever had to go to work if there was a meeting or briefing to be done. It was one of those days for her, but more important somehow. Her day at work ended at three in the afternoon as she was early reporting to work. She had taken in a cab there as her car at the service centre. So Harry decided to go pick her up.

Harry waited for her outside her work building as he couldn't go in because the security won't let him in without an ID. He don't have that obviously, because he is not an employee there and he knew YN was done anyway so he didn't mind waiting for her by his car. He was dressed all comfy in a pair of sweats and puffer with a beanie on his head. It was November already and getting colder already.

YN did not liked Mondays, that's what he knew really. But this particular Monday she was very giddy and got up at six in the morning and reported to work at eight sharp. He wasn't sure what was so special about today but she seemed very ecstatic about it.

"Harry!" He hear his name as she ran out of the door, dressed in a baby pink suit and her black coat on top of it with her laptop bag slung around her right shoulder. The first thing she did was jump in his arms to place a firm kiss on his mouth. Taking Harry by utter shock. It was the first time they kissed, he did not mind it, he rather loved it actually. "I. Got. The promotion!" She squealed stomping like a little toddler. He could see little tears of joy in corner of her eyes.

"Oh my goodness!" He was surprised to hear that too, she has been after this promotion for so long, "I am so proud of you baby!" He pulled her in a warm hug. He had seen her obsess about this project wanting it to be perfect for one of the biggest clients in her firm, followed by which she would happen her promotion.

"You are?" She cooed, sounding like she'd cry.

"Yes baby, I am!" He exclaimed as he squeezed her tighter, "so, so, so proud of you my love!" He carefully pulled apart enough to look at her. "You deserved it." He placed a kiss on her forehead. She just buried her face in his chest.

"I need to call Mumma." She chuckled as she pulled away to wipe her tears.

"Yeah?" He smiled, "give me this, call you mum." He grabbed her laptop bag and proceeded to place it on the back seat as she made her way to the passenger seat calling her mother already.

They had the day planned out already, they were going to go to his place. The new place he got just a month ago in a more gated area with more security for her personal safety.

"You kissed me." Harry said as he closed his front door, she had already taken off her coat. His puffer was already off in the car itself.

"Yes..." YN nodded anxiously, "I am sorry if you didn't wanted me to."

"Are you kidding me? I've been dying to kiss you my love!" He took a big step towards her as he grabbed her by her waist to place a gentle kiss on her mouth. "Oh I've missed this!" He place another feathery kiss on corner of her mouth, he could feel her melt in his arms there as her knees almost gave in. With his arm on her back and behind her knees he picked her up as he spun her around.

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It was another day of celebration for YN as she was able get another big project in to the firm just a year after her promotion, her superior arranged a little dinner party for her. It was a very formal event, with the CEO and all the vice presidents present there. Of course she took Harry with him.

Harry had drove YN back to her place his place as they planned last minute on spending the weekend in at his. They both changed into some comfy clothes.  Luckily Harry kept all of her clothes as they were.

They both got comfy on the sofa. "Need some water." Harry got up from his place and walked in the kitchen. The kitchen at his new was surprised put of sight from living room and it was weirdly quite at his, except Prince snoring next to her. Harry was watching him for the day while YN was at work. He had a blast the three hours Harry was at the dinner with her, running around the house that he passed out on the sofa there.

Harry came back, acting a bit fiddly. He watched as YN flipped through Netflix. He knew he have to do this. He wants to do this.

He placed a kiss on her mouth before he got on both his knees with her hands in his, their laced finger layed on her lap. He had to resist himself from giving her get another kiss or he would forget to say what he is going to say.

"What happened?" She asked looking at him confused.

"I've got say something." He started with a bright smile and flushed cheeks. "Rather I've got something to ask you."

"If you're asking me to move in, then not until—"

"We get married, I know." He interrupted her, "I actually wanted to ask you, will you marry me? You don't have to answer now, take as much time as possible. As long as it takes, I still want you." He could feel his heart thumping in his ears.

"You are serious with this?" She asked in a low voice, not believing what is happening, as her eyes welled up with tears. "You want to get married?"

"Yes, I am damn serious about this." He announced. "I want to get married."

"Yes, I will marry you Harry!" She exclaimed as pulled him in for a hug. Suddenly there were claps heard from the kitchen as her family and Harry's family walked out. "What the—" she hid her face in Harry's shirt as she knew her kajal was all messed up already, Gemma was recording this. Harry laughed as he looked at her face and helped her fix her face, wiping her tears with the sleeve of white shirt he wore.

"It's okay, your cute panda face is just for me to see." He whispered to her making her chuckle.

"It's official now!" YN's mum announced. It was just their immediate family. Harry's parents and his sister, her parents and her brothers. And they knew there was going to be a proper engagement ceremony done, not today but someday.

Harry wanted to give YN a heads up, given the fact how their relationship took a turn and how hard it was mend things and beat the odds. He didn't expected her to say yes then and there but he was prepared with a ring. Anne handed him the ring he had custom made just for his girl.

"Want to make it official, official." He opened the box to reveals a beautiful ring, which he took time in sliding onto her finger.

"Even we have a surprise for you." YN's brother announced as he handed his sister a box too. It was a platinum band in there. Just a cultural thing where it is permissible for men to wear gold or jewels, Harry respects that. He knows they are going to have a proper engagement ceremony planned out in future all abiding by her cultural rituals. This was just for family and their eyes only.

She slid the ring on his finger too. And they were officially, officially engaged now.

This wasn't something Harry imagined would ever happen.

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N O T E :

Well... Had this in my inbox for a while while now. I am so so so sorry this took forever to post! 🤧 Hope you liked it. Ik I'm a bit rusty that I haven't wrote anything since like January.

I love you xx

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[wholesomefluffdaddy]

Wednesday's new court mandated therapist is having her keep a journal of her thoughts and feelings. Wednesday finds this to be a complete waste of time and decides instead to use it to record her observations of her unusual roommate Enid Sinclair. Wednesday POV.

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Entry 10

Current Moon Phase: Waxing Crescent 🌒

While the topic of packmates was brought up and it was confirmed that we are indeed packmates, Enid and I have yet to define it's parameters. I plan to discuss the matter with her prior to her accompanying me to my appointment. I shall have to remember to record our agreed upon definition upon my return as I have found my current affliction to cause me to forget things, along with temporarily losing my ability to converse in English.

-YourFavoriteFruitBat is now livestreaming-

"What's up my LGBTs! And by that I mean Lycans, Gorgons, Babes, and Transylvanian Transplants! Today I'm here with an update on Nevermore's hottest slowburn of the century: Wenid Watch! But seriously guys, we need to come up with a better ship name than that. Moving on! What's new with everyone's favorite golden retriever good girl and bad tempered black cat? Let's find out!"

"And while we're on the hunt for our clueless couple, our would-be werelovers, let's check in with chat. Scales_of_Sapphire says 'You're going to get a stake to the heart.' Hey, that's the price of journalism baby. Ston3dGaz3r says 'That's my ex' frowny face. Oof sorry Ajax but the people want what the people want! And it looks like we have time for one more-! Oh shit, my girl just texted me. Give me one minute chat… DIV! You can't send me these kind of pics during a livestream!"

"Chat if only you knew the kind of tail I was getting. Let's just say this fruit bat has a thing for sashimi if you know what I mean. Wait, hold on chat, I think we've spotted one half of our hapless duo. There she is, the one black cat you certainly don't want crossing your path, Wednesday Addams. What's she up to? Let's sneak over while still maintaining a safe distance. Goth girls like these could go off at any moment without the slightest warning and- Shit! Sorry! Almost didn't see you there Enid!"

"What are you doing Yoko?"

"Just showing the lovely people of Nevermore the latest drama around the quad. Isn't that right chat?"

"How do you have so many viewers right now?"

"Ah, well, you know how everyone loves the latest gossip."

"What gossip? Wait. Oh my god-! Did Cario and CC get back together?"

"Girl, who-? Nevermind. Hey, I saw Wednesday sulking off in the corner over-"

"Oh, she's not sulking. She's just waiting for her mate."

"…Her WHAT? Enid! Get back here! Chat, you heard that too, right? What in the-?"

"Hey Willa."

"Enid."

"Oh my god. Chat, are you seeing this!? Did these two actually find a map to navigate themselves out of denial? I don't believe it. I've got to get closer."

"I hope that was an adequate enough greeting."

"More than adequate, silly."

"I see. Dos besos. I shall commit it to memory."

"So what did you want to talk about? Don't you have your appointment soon?"

"Sí, I mean yes, that is precisely why I must discuss this with you. It was my assigned homework and I do not wish to return with it incomplete."

"Okay, so what's up?"

"Our… relationship. I must request your assistance in defining it."

"Oh!"

"What is it that you require of me?"

"Require of you?"

"Yes, what duties shall I be expected to complete?"

"Willa, I don't… I'm not expecting you to do anything other than being yourself. That's what I like most about you."

"…"

"…You want a checklist, don't you?"

"That would be greatly appreciated, yes."

"Okay, well, um, what do you think you need to do in our relationship? Maybe we could go from there?"

"Ah, yes, I assume that is as good a starting point as any. I believe I have a duty to protect you to the best of my abilities."

"Okay and?"

"And I should bring you sustenance, seeing as you have for me."

"Fair."

"And I shall continue to demonstrate my hunting prowess, perhaps with prey larger than the current ones I have been offering."

"Wait, you've been hunting?"

"Yes, I- Have the spiders really been so unsatisfactory?"

"That's why you've been bringing me spiders!?"

"I- I apologize if their size has been too meager, if you do not even consider them prey. I can-"

"Willa, I'm going to stop you right there."

"Yes, of course."

"Okay, so we don't have time to unpack all of that. Maybe that's something you can do at therapy today. Anyway! Wednes, why do you think you need to hunt for me?"

"I… Lo siento- I am deeply sorry for offending you, mi loba- Enid. I understand that you are perfectly capable of hunting greater prey than the pittance I foolishly deemed fit to bring you."

"Willa…"

"How may I make up for this egregious error on my part?"

"You don't."

"Pardon?"

"Wednes, you didn't make a mistake. I mean, you did, but not in a thoughtless or mean way."

"But I have incorrectly assumed-"

"Yeah, you tend to do that a lot without checking."

"Please, help me understand my misstep. I want to know exactly where my misplaced presumption lies so that I do not make it again."

"Okay so, uh, let's see… First of all, you don't have to hunt for me. And not because I think you're bad at it or because the 'prey' isn't big enough because, holy shit Willa, some of those spiders were massive! But that's not the point. I don't need you to hunt for me because I don't need it. I don't hunt."

"But the night of the Hunter's Moon-"

"That was like, uncontrollable instinct. I don't hunt. I don't need to. Everything I need I can just get here."

"I see."

"But I think that it was a very sweet gesture, you hunting for me and everything."

"Than I shall-"

"No more spiders! Willa, please, if you have to hunt for anything please let it be like chocolate or steak tartar or cute plushies."

"Noted. I find it fascinating that you are able to consume chocolate despite your canis lupus genetics."

"Yeah, well, I can't have as much of it the closer it gets to the full moon or I get really bad tummy aches."

"I shall keep that in mind, mon loup."

"Hey Willa? Can I ask you something?"

"But of course."

"Why do you keep doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Speaking in different languages when you get flustered?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"No, no! Don't get upset! I think it's really cute!"

"Muy linda! Me insultas! Qué he hecho para merecer esto?"

"Willa I have no idea what you're saying but you look adorable."

"Adorable? Je suis tellement en colère que je ne peux même pas parler!"

"Aw, Wednes."

"Cosa fai? Liberami, lupa crudele!"

"Let's get you to your appointment, πουλάκι μο."

"…?"

"Wait."

"…!"

"You don't know Greek?"

"…"

"Really?"

"…"

"Well, maybe I could teach you some Greek words on the way and maybe you could teach me some words in… whatever language you slip into the most?"

"…I find your terms agreeable, mia lupa."

"Holy shit chat! Did you catch all of that? Wait, what do you mean I'm muted? Fuuuuuck!"

-YourFavoriteFruitBat has ended the livestream-

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[iikkeee]

okay hear me out-

wednesday x gn reader (platonic) where reader has a really shitty family, either negligence, abuse, or both, and wednesday figures it out after the reader is just gone for the entire parents weekend

wednesday says she doesn’t care, that they’re just hiding out, whatever- but she knows and after a good semester of becoming even closer to the reader, during winter break she invites them to stay at her place, knowing that the reader would’ve either snuck into nevermore or found some shitty motel hours away (and wednesday is too protective for that lmao)

you can end it there or continue with the addam’s family taking in the reader with little to no questions because they’re respectful to the people, the culture, even the weird pets and food they have

A/n- hey, i absolutely love this request, I might have changed a few details but overall it’s the same. I hope you enjoy this <3 Also I might make a part two since it just love the idea so much

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You rushed into your dorm, plopping on your bed and screamed into your pillow. You turned on your back and sniffled, the one weekend you dreaded most was finally upon you. Parents weekend.

When your shitty parents sent you to Nevermore it was the best thing that ever happened to you. You hated them. They did everything to make your life a living hell, from hitting you to making comments about the ways you looked. They did everything to make sure that you hated them.

They sent you to this school cause they thought that you were too much for them, especially after you started to stand up for yourself and not take their comments anymore. Even though you did hate them, there was still a part of you that yearned for a family, someone who would take you in and love you the way that you were supposed to be from the start.

You heard the door open and sat up to see Wednesday, she put her coat on the back of her chair and shifted her eyes to see your tear stained face.

"What happened?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowed as she sat on her neatly made bed.

"Its nothing, um just some cat video'' You said waving her off as you turned away from her in your bed, taking out your phone to pretend to scroll through it.

You didn't know why you would lie to her, she was your best friend, but you didn't want to involve her with your problems. It wasn't that big of deal right? you thought to yourself as you gently rocked yourself to sleep.

Wednesday sighed before cuddling up in her bed, her eyes wide open as she thought of your previous expression. She recalled the time when she first saw you.

She pushed a spare strand of hair from in front of her face, her eyes shifting as she intently focused on her typewriter. When she heard a knock at the door, she sighed. Dusting off her hands as she got up from her chair and opened the door to reveal a smiling Ms. Thornhill with a strange girl behind her, she was wearing bandages on her face and a big sweater that hid half of her body.

"Hey Wednesday, this is your new roommate'' She said motioning to the strange girl who had her head down.

''I thought I clearly informed Principal Weems that I don't want a roommate'' Wednesday stated glaring at bubbly teacher in front of her.

"Yes, I'm sorry Wednesday, but you're the only one in the dorm without a roommate." Ms. Thornhill smiled before letting herself and the girl in. Wednesday rolled her eyes as she closed the door behind them.

"So Y/n this is Wednesday, she might be a little imitating...but she won't bite'' She said smiling at the two girls

"Who said I wouldn't?" Wednesday threatened, Ms. Thornhill's eyes widened before she awkwardly chuckled.

You thought about her joke and snickered, your mood immediately lightening.

"I'm Y/n L/n, its nice to meet you'' You said giving her a small smile before lifting your hand up for her to shake.

Wednesday cautiously looked you and down before looking to your hand, you wrist was full of purple bruises that matched the ones of your neck. And for that moment Wednesday truly felt sorry for someone in her cold black heart.

"Wednesday Addams, I hope we'll get along." She nodded as she firmly shock your hand.

"Well, looks like you guys are going to get along. Um, remember that I'm right down the hall if you need anything" Ms. Thornhill smiled before waving goodbye and leaving the room.

From that day Wednesday suspected that you probably had something going on at home, but she didn't mind. Even though other students left you for being a bit weird, she didn't mind. You and her became best friends from that point on.

That's why she felt sad for you as soon as she remembered the weekend that would fall the next day, she wished she could comfort you but she knew that it was wrong for her to ask you if you didn't feel comfortable. She sighed before closing her eyes and falling into a dreamless sleep.

When you woke up you felt horrible, you never wanted to get out of bed. You wanted to just rot, but you know that the teachers would give you shit if you didn't get up. So you did exactly that, you quickly got into your uniform and sat your desk boreally as you waited for the dreaded time of which you were forced to make your way to the courtyard to see all of the parents.

"You ready for this?" You asked Wednesday as you saw her put her black tie on.

"Of course not, my parents have been spying on me ever since I got here'' She scoffed as she tidied up and grabbed her suit jacket, quickly slipping it on as she reached her hand out for you.

"I think that's kind of sweet'' You chuckled as you grabbed her hand and got up, following her out to the courtyard.

You wished you had the problem of your parents being so worried that they would spy on you, but instead your parents would rather send you to a school where they wouldn't have to see you for a year.

When you heard Principal Weems make the announcement to the start of the weekend your throat went dry. Your knuckles turning white as you looked around to the smiling faces of students who ran happily into their parents and families arms.

Wednesday was about to say something before she got dragged off by what you only could assumed was her parents. You gulped before breathing heavily, trying to calm yourself down before you couldn't handle it.

You felt tears form into yours as the longer you stuck around you got sadder and remembered the trauma you had to endure from your family. You clenched your hands before turning and running into a secluded area, you sighed as you crouched down and kept you head down.

You closed your eyes, trying to think of anything else as you put your head against the wall. You picked up you sleeve to see the scars on your wrists. The marks of bruises still there from your parents, you hugged your body close as you thought of the things that had happened to you.

As much as you hated your family, you did for some reason wish they were here for you. Everyone else had their parents, even Enid whose parents also disliked her. They still showed, but your parents who wished to making your life a living hell at any chance didn't come.

You looked over to Wednesday as she rolled her eyes at her brother, but you knew that she was having at least a little bit of fun, you always saw how she looked at the pictures of her parents. As much as she said she hated them, you knew that she loved them deeply. Wednesday sighed as she tried to deal with her brothers clingy'ness

"I missed you Wednesday'' He said as she hugged her side tightly

"Stop being so weak Pugsley'' She rolled her eyes as she pushed him off of her.

"So Wednesday, make any new friends?" Morticia asked, her hand moving to her daughters arm.

"Perhaps someone who warms your heart?" Gomez asked flourishing his hands, as they walked out of the courtyard.

"I suppose so." She said blankly before looking around the courtyard to not find you anywhere

"Oh goody! Perhaps we could met this friend of yours?" Morticia said practically jumping up and down as she held her daughter close

"What's their name??" Gomez exclaimed

"Y/n...give me a moment." She muttered to her parents before she walked away leaving them standing, they brushed it off knowing that Wednesday was prone to occasionally disappearing for whatever reasons she had.

Wednesday looked around, going through every corner as she tried to find you, usually she would've just left you alone but she just had a feeling in her gut that she had to find you.

"Enid, do you know where Y/n is?" She asked the colorful haired girl who was behind a pillar, presumably hiding from her parents.

"No clue, I haven't seen her all day...please help me'' She begged a frown present on her face

"You're on your own'' Wednesday said, evoking a whimper from the wolf behind her.

She turned the corner and there you sat, you had your head laying agains the wall as you your hair covered your face messily, makeup running down your cheeks as you tried to wipe your tears away.

She sighed before siting down in front of you and pulling you into a hug. You were surprised when you felt someone hugging you, but your body quickly untensed after smelling a familiar scent of black dahlia's and blackberries.

She held you tightly and you cried into her arms, you felt at peace with her like never before. You knew that she didn't know the exact reason as to why you were upset but even without that knowledge she still hugged you and kept you safe.

After that day you and Wednesday somehow became even closer than before, she was the greatest friend you've ever had in your life and would go anywhere with her, didn't matter the time or place, and she would do the same for you. Despite the differences in your personalities, you still got along amazingly.

When you got outside of your classroom you shivered from the cold, even your 3 layers of coats couldn't save you from the strong wind outside.

"It so cold, I think i'm going to die'' You managed to get out as you hugged your body close.

"It's snowing..." Wednesday said as she put her hand out and a few piece of snow landed in her palm

"How are you not freezing?!" You exclaimed, frightened by the sight of her with her usual uniform on with no jacket.

"I enjoy the cold" She said blankly as she walked towards your dorm, you rolled your eyes and quickly followed her. When you got in you immediately plopped on your bed, taking off all the covers and laying them on top of yourself.

You sighed as you looked over to Wednesday who was busy packing up her clothing into a gothic suitcase. Wednesday looked at your sad form and suddenly felt bad

"Where are you going for break?" She asked as she folded a shirt into her luggage

"Oh gosh...who knows? I'm probably going to just go to a hotel..." You said laying back in your bed.

"By yourself...?" Wednesday asked her eyebrows furrowed, she didn't want you to stay in such an unfamiliar place by yourself, and you were far to young to be doing such things.

"mhm" You replied back, as you warmed up your hands in your blanket.

"Come stay with me and my family" She said blankly

"I could n-" You said, you couldn't stay with her, you felt like such a nuisance

"If you say no, I will kill you myself'' She said as she stared at you intently

"okay." You said quickly shutting up at her threat.

When you arrived to her house, you didn't know what to expect. She was full of surprises and her house definitely showed her gothic side. It was first of all humongous and blacker than any color you've seen on a painting.

"Your house is beautiful'' You said your eyes widened as you got out of the car.

"Mother has a certain taste for interior...and exterior design.'' She replied blankly while giving her luggage to the zombie like man, Lurch was his name, that you had met just minutes before.

"Don't worry about your bags, Lurch has it" She said rubbing her hands before opening the door to the huge house, you followed behind her.

With the creek of the door you were suddenly met with the family of Wednesday, there was tall women who had long black hair and beautiful black dress that showed the curves in her hips and waist quickly smiled and usher you inside.

"Oh it is so good to finally meet you'' She exclaimed as she grabbed your hands and pulled you closer in the group of who you could assume would be Wednesday's father, brother, and of course thing.

"Don't crowd her mother'' Wednesday rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms

"Ah Wednesday, its nice for you to be home'' Her father said as he pulled her into a hug, that was surely one-sided

"Anyways, this is my family. My mother Morticia, Gomez, and then my little brother Pugsley.'' She said shaking off her father before walking away.

"You have an amazing house Mrs. Addams'' You said formal as you stared in awe at all the gothic styles taking place

"Thank you, also you could just call me Morticia'' She said rubbing your shoulder and smiling.

"It's very nice that Wednesday has made a friend, so tell me how has she been'' Gomez asked.

"She's been good, she's been an amazing friend to me'' You said, quietly remembering how much of a comfort she had been to you all school year.

"Ah, just as we raised our little bat to be'' He replied holding his heart as he looked off to who knows where. Silence hit the room, but it was strangely comforting.

"Come on, let us go to the common room'' Morticia said as she shooed everyone into a darkly lit room that had black couches and skull decorations.

"So tell my darling, what is your name?" She asked as she sat down, bringing her husband down to the couch with her.

"Y/n L/n" You replied, realizing you had yet to introduce yourself truly.

"So do you have any family?" Gomez asked as he held his wives hand in his.

"Oh um....well'' you said as you slipped onto the comfy couch, Wednesday resided next to you, you didn't notice but Wednesday gave her parents a death glare as soon as they asked the question.

"Well, that doesn't matter, lets just enjoy our time... right Gomez?" Morticia said clearing her throat as she took the hint from daughter.

"Of course'' He replied back, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Wednesday, why don't you take your friend to your room.. of course Pugsely should go too'' Gomez said as he motioned towards the three of you.

"Okay, don't do anything stupid Pugsley'' She said as she got up and held her hand out for you, which you quickly grabbed, Pugsley following close behind.

You were about to the leave the room before you felt a tap on your shoulder, you looked back to see Gomez and Morticia standing there.

"Sorry of my question made you uncomfortable honey" Gomez apologized as he rubbed your shoulder.

"It's alright, you didn't know'' You replied a weak smile on your face

"Oh...also just know we're here whenever, if you need to talk..." Morticia said giving you a comforting smile

"Thank you..'' You said almost tearing up, before you pulled both of them in a hug. They quickly hugged you back and held you close, their warm bodies immediately making you feel calm.

For the first time in your life you felt like you had a family, even if they were your best friends family. It was still nice to know that you could count on other people, especially with all the abuse you had to endure when you were in your family home.

It was different here, and you loved it more than anything in the world. You were so glad for your best friend and her family.

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#fandom #fanfiction #y/n #x reader #fluff #wednesday fandom #wednesday fanfic #cute fanfic #wednesday netflix #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday x y/n #platonic #wednsday addams #wednesday fanfiction #wednesday fluff #wednesday enid #wednesday

[chaifootsteps]

Ok, I know She-ra reboot wasn't your fandom, but you allowed allows to rant about it in your ask box, which I thank you for.

So, we all come from different cultures and have different beliefs. We can't all collectively agree on what Adora and Catra are to each other. But we will take some facts. So, they were two orphans that grew up in a foster home environment and had the same foster mother, but we all know they saw Shadow Weaver was a literal mother, they just never explicitly called her mom. Now, one thing was is that Catra and Adora were very close as children and growing up, that Adora being the sweetheart she was always tried to include Catra even when Catra pushed her away. Catra is a cat girl so she slept by Adora's feet, they apparently even showered together? (Idk how true that is, I think someone who worked on the show said that, I don't remember it being in or mentioned in the show, if anyone wants to come enlighten me) ok, so we get it. They were very close growing up.

Ok, now here's my gripe with the trope. So ND Stevenson revealed early on that Catradora would be end game. A lot of people had their beef with that, especially since some felt the show didn't show any character growth for their romance. So they end up together at the end, they kiss and credits roll.

So, I looked it up. The trope doesn't exactly have a name? But it's "we were very close as children, got separated for a bit, but we reunited to date now", yeah a mouth full. I wouldn't call it childhood romance tbh. I've seen this trope used in other shows and media. I don't like that trope. More examples are star vs the forces of evil, but you know, we'd had to watch Star and Marco be with other people first. But it's different since they met at 14 and 15 and were roommates for a bit before Star returned to Mewni for a bit and they kissed before the finale.

There's a lot of animes with this trope too. Kizaiver, Your Lie in April, Blue Spring Ride, A Silent Voice. Sorry, just tried naming some popular animes from the top of my head.

Ok, I don't understand this trope. I'm sorry, I just don't find it realistic. When I've seen "real life" examples, turns out they just had history together in 8th grade and sat at different tables never speaking to each other, but met at 26 and got married later. Ok sorry, this is weirdly specific. Just I feel like this trope isn't real or applicable to real life. I feel like some people just want to emphasize and put importance to their relationship in a way that's not true or wasn't there.

So here's how it applies to HB. So Viv really saw some cute fanart and incorporated and changed the story up for it????

Ok???? But like....the ship is still so bad....

It just feels so forced and feels like she went this way cause she saw it a few times in other works.

Ok, sorry for the rant. I just truly feel like some creators pull stuff out of their ass to try making us ship bad ships.

Thanks for the insight into Catradora. I think regardless of how two characters meet, whether they knew each other as kids or not, it's not going to be a good ship if the writing isn't there.

Honestly I think Stolitz was never going to feel natural or sincere -- why none of her canon ships ever really do -- because Vivzie doesn't seem to get why one human being loves another. Her understanding of it stalled early on in her yaoi fic days and never went anywhere beyond that. They're gay, that's enough for Viv.

#Anonymous #actual blog post #viv stuff #stolitz critical

[kaeyx]

anon who suggested demon beastzai here again !! meeting demon beastzai probably consists of months withstanding very very strange things happening wherever you go and even more so within your house. from lights flashing off and on, scratch marks on the wall, your stuff going missing, things being misplaced…. im not sure how reader and demon beastzai would even meet but i would think after you did, he got hooked on you immediately therefore the weird things start happening

it isnt until he actually makes himself FULLY known to you does he start showing up in front of you with little to no regards of your comfort, im sorry you just have a new roommate !! no takesies backsies !! he lingers behind you randomly , wrapping his arms around him and dotes on you. sure maybe he messes you with and maybe it’s a lot but it’s nothing too serious!!! yet. yet at least. unless youre so insistent on getting rid of him but you dont really have the power to actually do so, so he plays with you lightly <3

oh and he totally watches you take baths or showers, he’s like a cat he will follow you into every room. and let him nuzzle you while he holds you in bed wont you? no he won’t let you outside that much anymore, if you need something he can just order someone to get it for you ! he has a lot of power you know ? why would you need to go outside without him? if you really want to that badly, he supposes he could shapeshift into a human form but he’d really rather stay at home with you.

also going back to what someone said abt the demons faking that they have heats/ruts YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT DOES NOT HAVE DEMON BEASTZAI ALL OVER IT. HE WOULD DEFINITELY DO THIS…. just hearing him whine while he buries his face into your neck and he presses against you, practically humping you and hes just complaining about how painful this rut is for him !!! even the strongest demons have their weaknesses, youre the only person who can help him :(( he cant go to anyone else

I also don't know how demon Beastzai would come around to be honest.... he just pops up and decides to stay. The closest explanation I can come up with is he's some sort of lord/ruler in the underworld? That could serve as substitute for the PM, but I'm not too concerned about logistics I want the vibes. Somehow, someway, Beastzai decides he's your new roommate and now refuses to leave. Even worse if you live in a little studio apartment, because it's impossible to keep your distance or have any personal space. He'll sit with you, sneak into your bed, poke his head into the bathroom while you're showering, and nothing you do or say will stop him.

Beastzai also refuses to let you leave! He can magic groceries and takeout into your hands, you can shop and order stuff online, why would you ever have to step foot outside? If you complain about being confined to such a small space he'll offer to bring you back home with him, but of course that "home" isn't anywhere in this plane of existence. If you insist on going outside he shapeshifts into a hauntingly beautiful man, his dark fur turning into a dark coat, claws turning into long, nimble fingers. If the light hits his eye just right you swear it looks red. And he holds your hand everywhere you go, of course. Doctors' office, grocery store, he'll even hang off your arm while you're trying to work, exercise, go to class... And he'll be whining constantly about going back inside. He's got a million excuses: pollen, the sun hurts his eyes, he doesn't like getting wet, it's too hot, it's too cold, people make him anxious... It's neverending. And god forbid you have to take public transport, he'll hug you from behind, rest his chin on your shoulder, and glower at anyone who tries to stand close to you until they get off.

As for how he'd look, I have a few ideas but he's mostly the same as regular Demonzai. Big, tall, not buff just broad shouldered, horns and fangs and big claws. Lots of dark brown/black fur especially on his stomach and back. Maybe slit pupils? Yellow or red eyes, perhaps a forked tongue. He might even have backwards knees like animals do, generally I imagine him as part goat with some monster features added. If you strip him naked there won't be a lot of difference between Beast Demonzai and normal Demonzai imo, maybe a few more scars on Beastzai.

Also OUGJSVJDKVJD YES HE FAKES HIS RUTS ALL THE TIMEEEE he gets extra clingy and puts his hands all over you and whines pathetically, humping your leg and crying about how painful it is, walking naked around the house because he's "overheating" and conveniently letting you see every inch of him... And much like regular Demonzai he's not opposed to straight up holding you down and taking what he wants, or using you in your sleep.

#dazai.bsd #demon!dazai #demon!beast!dazai #beastzai.bsd

[innytoes]

Chaotic Prompts II: Electric Boogaloo

It fucken wimdy

What do you mean, the raccoon stole the ring you planned to propose with?

I am straight up not having a good time right now

Come here you little gremlin

I am being so normal about this

Should I even ask or should I just assume the answer to your current predicament is 'I'm stupid'?

Excuse me, I'm not done saying hi to your dog yet

When I said 'be gay do crime' I did not mean this

Stop flirting with yourself in the mirror

It's a trash can, not a trash can't

Okay but serious question: What's your favourite dinosaur?

Get down from there

Oh, you're being gay. Good job, carry on

My tummy hurts but I'm being so brave about it

Yeet!

I got you Oreos as a peace offering

I came out to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now

I am a pretty, pretty princess, thank you for noticing

Oh no you activated their Mom Friend Mode

So basically your roommate is a cat?

Okay so I can explain

Why is your arm stuck in the vending machine?

Let's go, lesbians!

I can't believe our first date ended up in the emergency room

Hi Hungry, I'm dad

You bought him a cake that said 'nice ass, bro'

How am I supposed to Kiss Kiss, Fall In Love in these conditions?

You know, because of colour theory

If I were an alien I'd abduct you first

You could if you weren't a fucking coward

No thoughts, head empty

Please don't ever refer to yourself as that again

I feel like you're not taking this powerpoint presentation about why you should date me very seriously.

I'm just a silly little guy

The last thing you ate is what we have to name him... um, okay maybe not that.

I am a grown-ass adult and if I want to spend my hard-earned money on this I will!

Weird flex but okay

Fire solves all problems

What would your rather find living in your attic? 1000 roaches or one person?

I'm too pretty to be dealing with this

The house is burning, and you can save the cake, or me, what do you choose? / That's not fair, the cake doesn't have legs.

Have you no shame?

You are the yee to my haw

In my defence the five year old started it

So hear me out... we kidnap him...

I'm sorry I can't keep making out if your cat keeps staring at us like that

Kissing the homies goodnight

I'd beat up Satan for you

Eff this, I should be at the club

Eff this, I should be at Build-a-Bear

How are you going to gaslight gatekeep girlboss your way out of this?

You may not believe in mothman, but mothman believes in you

I am so totally chill right now

At the next inconvenience I will start biting people

They smell like sparkles and sunshine and I want to kiss their stupid face so bad

I'm sorry you broke your arm how?

We take stuffed animals very seriously in this house

Yeah that sounds like a you problem

Do you need a hug? You just seem very upset over the shape of these potatoes

Mistakes were made

I'm not like other girls. I'm worse.

They cut your grilled cheese into triangles, that means they're in love with you, bro

Is this a mid-life crisis because if it is I'm a bit worried about your lifespan.

Just because you can buy a box of five hundred tiny plastic meerkats does not mean you should.

Aww, it's baby's first war crime.

I don't think pancakes are going to fix this. I think I need ice cream too.

(For more chaotic prompts, part one is here.)

#fanfic prompts #feel free to use these if you want #writing prompts #julie and the phantoms #ask me #because of who I am as a person I probably won't get to all of them #so feel free to send more than one

[loonysama]

20 questions for writers

Thank you for the tag @thebiwifeonao3!

How many works do you have on AO3? 88

What's your total AO3 word count? 1,090,772

What fandoms do you write for? Mostly Frozen (Kristanna, especially), sometimes crossing over with other Disney movies. I've also written 7 fics for Wednesday (TV), and one or two for Good Witch (TV), The Americans, Beetlejuice, and What We Do in the Shadows. Oh, and a fic about the song, "Brandy."

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Woe is Your Master (Wednesday/Tyler, E)

Cat Scratch Fever (Wednesday/Tyler, T)

Woe is Me (Wednesday/Tyler, E)

Sweet Poison (Wednesday/Tyler, T)

Black Lace on Red (Wednesday/Tyler, E)

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, I try to! But to be honest, if I get a super long comment or something that needs a long response, I usually put it off because I want to answer with as much effort as the commenter put into it. So sorry to the people whose comments I haven't responded to. Please know that I read them and loved them and will respond as soon as I collect myself from the puddle on the floor.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I've yet to write anything with an unhappy ending. But the closest I got was The Ice King (Hans/Elsa, E). I can't say because it's a spoiler. Let's just say that everyone got what they wanted, but it didn't work out quite the way it was supposed to.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Everything else? I guess if I have to pick one it's She Holds a Candle (Kristoff/Anna and Stephanie (transfemme Sven)/Ryder). I ended up giving Stephanie and Ryder their own chapter because I loved them so much and just wasn't ready to let them go. So Kristoff and Anna ended up together and then Stephanie and Ryder got married at the end. (Y'all know I love Ryder so much that I named my cat after him.)

8. Do you get hate on fics? I have. Mostly on ffn, so I stopped posting there. And I've gotten a little on AO3, too. Mostly it's been from people who don't know what archive warnings and tags are for, or who have contempt for the characters, ships, fandoms, etc. and haven't even read it.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes! Mostly m/f, usually femdom, and sometimes with mild BDSM (mostly bondage)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? I did more when I started out, but I don't do it so much anymore. I guess the craziest was Hans/Elsa in an animated Addams Family fusion AU (The Magenta Cravat, T). At one point I was going to write a WednesdayxFrozen AU where Anna was Wednesday's roommate instead of Enid and Elsa was a teacher at Nevermore. There's also the Frozen/Midsommar AU (Elsa/Pelle) which will never happen either. C'est la vie.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I don't think so.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, a couple of my Wednesday fics were translated into Russian!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic? Yes, but it never saw the light of day. It was with a few other Frozen and Beauty and the Beast writers in the Frozen Hearts Will Melt Discord server (DM me if you want an invite).

14. What's your all-time favourite ship? Kristoff/Anna from Frozen.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? All of them? Seriously, though. I've determined that none of my WIPs on AO3 are going to be finished except for Head Over Feet. I'd love to finish The Refugees, All Tied Up, Sophisticated Grace, and Pour Some Sugar on Me, but I don't know if I have it in me. I dunno. Maybe someday.

16. What are your writing strengths? I've been told character dynamics and descriptions of body movements.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Repetitive sentence structure, head hopping. And I have no idea where commas are supposed to go. Every time I think I'm right, my grammar check tells me I'm wrong.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for fic? I generally prefer to write dialogue in English and indicate that it's in another language. I don't want to make the reader do extra work just to find out what happens next. I also want the reader to be in the character's shoes the entire time without even realizing it, and having to read in a language they're not as familiar with can take them out of it. But, at the end of the day, it's a technique and a choice the writer has to make about what's best for the characters and their story.

I wish I knew another language well enough that I could write a whole fic in that language, but alas. I hold writers who write in foreign languages in the highest esteem.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Frozen (Kristoff/Anna)

20. Favourite fic you've written? Pretty Please (Kristoff/Anna, E). I wrote this for @99goosebumps for the 2023 BDSM Exchange. It was so much fun to write, and all the stars aligned with it. Aside from writing some new kinks I loved, I'm really happy with the quality of the fic and I really loved Kristoff and Anna's dynamic in this one. I don't think I've ever gotten it quite as right as I did in that fic. It's definitely not for everyone, but I hope the people who have read it found something they liked there.

Tagging @thefamilybruno @glassslippers-n-cowboyboots @bad-at-names-and-faces @thecassadilla @99goosebumps @paigebstorey @butchbetty! And anyone else who wants to participate.

#20 questions for fanfic writers #fanfic #frozen fanfic #kristanna #wednesday fanfic #wyler #weyler