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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Hello! I just love your arcane x reader works! Can you do arcane characters x gender neutral! reader who either died or got kidnapped during a mission?

Oh not making Reader dead nope, these characters have suffered enough they don't need a dead lover.

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Vander, Silco, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce, Mel x Reader

Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, injury, cuddles, nightmares, crying, rescue mission, reunion kisses

A/N: Well um... Jayce might... you know what no, Mel is gonna be fine!

First, know that you won't stay kidnapped for long. If it for some reason is days then be ready to be face to face with a very tired and very pissed off Jinx when she finally manages to track you down.

Who ever kidnapped you most likely won't survive to tell the tail and even if by some miracle they do they sure as hell won't ever look at the color blue the same way ever again. She might be tired as all fuck, on the verge of collapsing even but she won't rest until you're safe and sound in her arms back in her house.

"You're safe and sound now sugar. That must've been scary for ya. Don't worry, they won't hurt you again. Or anyone else for that matter. Oh, no don't look at them like that, ya shouldn't be sorry for them, they don't deserve your compassion."

By the time Vi finds you she's bruised up maybe even more then your kidnappers. She's fought her way through all of them, yelling and cursing every single one of them. She gathers you in her arms and carries you back home.

As much as she wants to be the one taking care of you she's also pretty beat so you take the role of caretaker instead. Her hands are red and covered in cruises from vicious punching, twitching when you kiss them gently. Shit, you got her feeling all mushy, she could cry, no she is crying, she feels very lucky to have you.

"I'm supposed to be the one taking care of you sweet stuff, you're the one who got kidnapped. I know! How is it that I'm more banged up then you? You should have seen those sorry bastards, one actually cried for his mom. Did... did they make you cry? If they did I'm going back and kicking their asses all over again."

Caitlyn, as much as she wants to, doesn't rush in. She has a plan, one that assures that not one of those who wronged you escapes her sights and a fair trail. In which they will be put behind bars for kidnapping and extortion.

She takes care of most of them by herself, a little more rough around the edges then usual but still not missing a shot. She can't afford to. Can't help but cry when she cups your bruised face in her hands. She was scared, so damn scared that this was it. Right now only your kiss will make her feel relieved again.

"Darling, its me, its just me. Please, I know it hurts but... oh gods... please just let me hold you a little. I don't care that they're looking, I need this right now. Don't worry I've got a warm bath and even warmer hugs ready for you once we get back home."

Ekko arrives to rescue you with an entire team of Firelights at his back. He doesn't even bother hiding his face with the mask, he wants them to remember him, the look in his eyes and how it could have been the last thing they ever saw.

There's no way he can tear himself away from you once he's got you safe and sound in his arms. He doesn't leave your side while your injures are being treated or while you sleep. In fact he doesn't even sleep until you wake up and smile at him again the next morning, that's the point where he feels like he's done a good job.

"Firefly how do you feel? You took a bit of a hit to the head but the doctor said you should be okay now. Sorry, I got careless and let my guard down. I saw them coming but I... I wasn't fast enough. Its not okay! I could have gotten you killed. I would lay my life down for the cause, and that does double for laying down my life for you."

There isn't anything or anyone that can move around Zaun without Vander's knowledge. He thought he left his violent days behind him a long time ago, and for the most part he has but there's still that protective spark in him that can activate his violent side easily.

His fists may be covered in blood but his smile and eyes are as soft as ever when he looks at you. Soft kisses are pampered all over your forehead, the tiniest broken hiccup tearing from his mouth as he nuzzles you close to him and carries you back to the Last Drop to look you over.

"I should've taken care of that gang long ago. Then you wouldn't be in this situation darlin'. How do I feel? Not a scratch on me as you can see. You on the other hand... don't worry you still look pretty to me, bruises or not. I can kiss them better if you just stopped your squirming around."

Zaun is Silco's domain. If anyone is stupid enough to try and kidnap you in his own territory they won't stay hidden for long. And once he finds them, well, he's got plenty of uses for scum like that. Painful use.

As for you, you get nothing but his undivided attention until the last bruise on your body fades away. Sure he does need to be in his office and all that but you can be with him, you can get kisses whenever you want even get to cuddle with him on the couch.

"Are you comfortable over there darling? If you want I can get something better brought here. Shimmer? Well it would be faster but I'm not getting you hooked on this, you're much to precious to me to be some experiment. Your kidnappers on the other hand will serve their purpose."

They will have to eat through a straw for the rest of their lives if they even survive Sevika getting her hands on them. They should be so lucky to only get away with broken bones and nothing else with the way she was making her way through them.

Sevika is very careful when she's handling you, she'd never been so gentle with anyone. It's new, endearing even. You're pretty sure you hear her cursing beside you when she's got her arms wrapped around yours as you fall asleep, followed by a very long kiss on your head and a heavy, relived sigh.

"Sleep sweet thing, no one's gonna hurt you hear me? They can try but I'll kill them all, lucky if that's all I do. The only reason those idiots are still breathing is cause I didn't wanna get their blood all over your pretty face. If I see them again there's gonna be a lot to clean up."

Viktor doesn't think he can let you out of his sight ever again after you're back at his side. He only wishes he could have done more then waited for you to be retuned to him. At least you're safe that's all that should matter.

He should be the one looking after you but he's the one who ends up with nightmares that night. He's already lost sleep, he should be resting but when he thinks about you not being here anymore, it crushes him from the inside. All he wants, all he needs right now is to cuddle up next to you and listen to your heartbeat.

"Sorry I woke you up darling. I'm alright, don't worry. I'm not crying, just had a bit of a bad dream. Go back to sleep please, you need it. I'll be fine, as long as I've got you here by my side there's nothing I cannot handle."

Jayce holds you close to his chest while he carries you to the doctor. He's constantly kissing the back of your hand, his hammer leaning against the bedframe just in case any of the kidnappers got away and wanted to try their luck again.

There aren't many things that can make him scared like the thought of losing you. He tries to be logical most of the time, he feels like that's what he should be, but you make him act on his emotions, you make him want to scream and cry and tell you over and over how much he loves you and how he'll never let anything bad happen to you again.

"Hey, you're awake! Whoa babe, easy, don't try getting up right now, you need to rest, you've been through a lot today. Just say the word and I'll get you whatever you need. You always take care of me so let me be a good boyfriend and spoil you for a change and help you get better okay?"

Mel was almost ready to throw diplomacy out the damn window and turn both Piltover and Zaun on their heads to find you. But that would be going against everything the two of you are trying achieve. That said she doesn't show mercy to your kidnappers either, making sure they get put away for a long time, never seeing the light of day again.

After every meeting with the Council she rushes home to you, her mind stuck on you all day, unable to concentrate properly. This will be an issue for her until you recover but you being safe and getting healed up are... more important to her then impressing the Council.

"I made it home early for you darling, and I brought some more medicine. Would you like it now or after you eat? I see, very well then, just my company for now is it. I must say you've become a bit more spoiled recently. I don't mind one bit, as long as you're alright I'm happy to provide you anything you want."

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bluewxrld07 · 3 months

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She's All I Wanna Be (Trevor Zegras)

Trevor Zegras x Reader - Instagram AU

Warning(s): Angst

Summary: Based off Tate McRae's song She's All I Wanna Be :)

dixiedamelio just posted a photo!!

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dixiedamelio Inner Miley Cyrus Bangerz era.... oh and pc to Z

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user1 ok but her suit slays

user2 anybody else notice she didn't tag Trevor? Little sis if you ask me

user3 We all know they're together at this point. They just don't want to rip the bandaid off

user2 Right? We all know he dumped yourusername to be with Dixie. He's just trying to avoid confirmation

charlidamelio 🦆

addisonrae Bod goals af

trevorzegras 😳

trevorzegras sorry still in awe of u

user4 He doesn't even try to hide it

yourusername just posted a photo!

liked by jackhughes, yourbff, jamiedrysdale, colecaufield and 1,475,998 others

yourusername you want the girl with the small waist, and the perfect smile

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user1 She's always been so gorgeous I am obsessed w/her

user2 Glad to see a model who has the same body type as me owning it 🥰

user3 Yeeesshhhh Trevor's loss

user4 Why would she post something like this when her body looks like that? It's actually horrendous 🤢

user1 This is what healthy looks like first off? Second off she's a gym influencer who heavy lifts? What's your talent? Tell me her confidence levels are annoying you without actually telling me fr user4

yourbff Currrrves for daysss

yourbff Hottie w/ a body??!

jackhughes Bestie looking fine as always

yourbff um jackhughes bye she's my bff get your own bff since your last one has a trashy looking type jackhughes Shhhh don't expose me like that we don't claim it

trevorzegras just posted a photo!

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trevorzegras Obsessed w/ u

tagged: dixiedamelio

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user1 well this wasn't on my bingo card

user2 omg isn't that Charli's sister? I forgot her name. What does she do???

user1 I'm dead, you really clowning her lmfao user2

user3 So much prettier than what's her face

user4 I miss yourusername

user5 It's the fact that she's back to her darker hair? Anyone finding that a little weird?

dixiedamelio All heart eyes for you 😘

yourusername just posted a photo!

liked by yourbff, jackhughes, tatemcrae, gigihadid, and 2,649,913 others

yourusername if you say she's nothing to worry about, then why'd close your eyes when I said it out loud?

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jackhughes Bring me my matcha latte

yourusername I'd already be there if someone didn't drop it, so we're getting you a new one jackhughes yourbff It wasn't my fault the door didn't announce its presence..... jackhughes only you'd blame the door yourbff

user1 Literally love this girl

user2 Kinda crazy Trevor posts Dixie right after yourusername posted. He also never posted her, so what makes Dixie so different lmao

user3 what’s crazier is that Dixie literally just dyed her hair blonde and cut it so short, to now having dark hair and extensions 🤔

yourbff You look sooo good

yourbff IM obsessed w/ YOU

user4 The shade lmfao crazy

dixiedamelio posted a photo!

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dixiedamelio thanks vanity fair for the fun day 💅🏼

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user1 ohhhh boy…

user2 Yeah it’s scary how much she’s tryna look like yourusername

tanamongeau Wow Dix ballsy as fuck lmao

yourbff interesting.

user3 SO glad yourbff sees it too

user4 Dixie can try to look like her, but she won’t ever be able to lift like her. Bet she can’t lift anything over ten pounds

jackhughes just posted a photo!

liked by yourbff, colecaufield, l_hughes03, yourusername and 5,973,899 others

jackhughes We can lay on her and she still doesn’t feel a thing. Probably could lift us both with her eyes closed

tagged: yourusername, colecaufield

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user1 I’m living for Jack being on her side during this lmfao

user2 The SHADE LMFAO JACK

user3 Let’s see Dixie try to remake this photo bahahah

yourbff Pretty sure you all fell asleep like that too

yourusername we did lmfao

colecaufield comfiest I’ve ever slept

jackhughes 10/10 recommend

yourbff Writing out the yelp review rn

l_hughes03 I call top next time

yourbff just posted a photo!

liked by tatemcrae, yourusername, colecaufield and 1,347,856 others

yourbff I was just as amazed as Tate was when y/n lifted me onto her back. Carrying me on her back as well as she did with her last relationship. Stupid boy making her so sad

tagged: tatemcrae, yourusername

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tatemcrae That last line in your caption sounding a little familiar 🤔🤔

tatemcrae But also me next, me next!!

jackhughes I walked in on this

l_hughes03 I walked out on this

colecaufield I wanna be in on this

yourusername you’re all a pain in my ass on this

yourbff We just love you ok

*liked by yourusername, jackhughes, l_hughes03, colecaufield and tatemcrae*

user1 This friendgroup is what I strive to have in life

user2 Dixie kicking and punching air rn

*liked by yourbff*

dixiedamelio posted a photo!

liked by charlidamelio, trevorzegras, jamiedrysdale, alexturcotte and 4,137,980 others

dixiedamelio all mine plus bff

tagged : trevorzegras, alexturcotte

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user1 Girl keep him lmfao nobody gonna steal him like you did to yourusername

*liked by yourbff*

user2 Nah man not Alex bro rip 🥲🥲

trevorzegras all yours ❤️

charlidamelio He wanted someone he could show off whenever you go out

dixiedamelio I’ll wear a tight mini black dress with all my friends around 💅🏼

user3 ohhhh she PETTY petty

user4 Her and her sister wanna be besties with Tate and yourusername so bad omfg it’s a headache

*liked by yourbff and tatemcrae*

tanamongeau I think I’ve seen similar posts like these somewhere….🤔

yourusername posted a photo!

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yourusername I’m all she wanna be so bad

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user1 OH NOW THIS WAS A TWIST

user2 Not her turning the lyrics around to call out Dixie oop

tatemcrae lyric change approved 😚❤️

yourusername 🥰💅🏼

yourbff kind of like this version better

tatemcrae Glad I’m not the only one

jackhughes Permission to call you mommy after seeing this post?

yourusername denied

yourbff denied

tatemcrae denied

l_hughes03 Wow you got rejected more than me my Freshman year at Umich jackhughes

colecaufield The better looking ex

user3 It’s the fact Trevor liked the post too I’m dead

*liked by yourbff and yourusername*

#hockey boys #angst #luke hughes #y/n #cole caufield x reader #jack hughes x reader #trevorzegras #Trevor zegras imagine #trevor Zegras X reader #Tate McRae #think later #tik tok #trevor zegras angst #instagram au #instagram au imagine

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sakumz · 7 months

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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ i. shu x fem reader ]

a/n : um... I got a shit ton of editing and rewriting to do lmfao, like there's a few shots for bllk and there's still that pending mysta fic. ૮ ⚆ﻌ⚆ა

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" sleepover... at a friend's house? " shu asked once more, hoping what he heard wasn't true.

" yeah. mom said I could go. I'll be leaving tonight, " his sister, motoko answers. rendering the poor man speechless.

" your friend isn't kitahara, right? " he questions, his eyes twitching slightly with what the younger man could do to his sister.

" n-no! it's a girl. her sibling goes to your school anyway. ah! if you're sooo concern, you could come with me. her sibling did say I can invite you... " without a second thought, he said yes.

the walk to your house wasn't as quiet. shu was asking his sister all sorts of questions to what or who you are. his sister doesn't know your name but describing your features wasn't helping them as shu can't recall anyone with said features.

" welcome! oh you really brought your brother along. I thought big sis was joking around when she said that, " shu wanted to scream, upon hearing your sister's words. you are a girl? motoko didn't specify earlier, he only came thinking this "sibling" was a guy and could take advantage of the situation.

" why are you making the guests wait out in the cold? drag them in! " hearing your voice calling from the brightly lit room, snapped him out of his little world.

motoko, being the angel she was, grabbed her brother wrist and dragged him along with her to the house.

" you're not gonna run away now, are you? " motoko whispers as shu gulps and shook his head, assuring her lightly that he won't.

as they got comfortable with your house after a little tour by your younger sister. everyone is seated in the living room by the table. motoko and your sister decided to do some light homework as you and shu sat quietly facing each other. you're on the phone as shu tries to distract himself by studying a little but he can't.

" you can't seriously be studying right, pfft seems a little uncharacteristic. " hearing you directly speak to him, made him jump.

" ne, motoko. let's go to my room! let's study there instead. " motoko agreed with your sister and they quickly pack up and go. leaving you and him alone.

" they say it's not safe to leave a man and a woman alone, you know. " you pout seeing them go.

" I won't do anything, I swear! also, where are your parents? how come, you don't mind me tagging along moto to your place? " he finally asks.

" oh that, parents are out on some sort of wedding anniversary thing overseas. I didn't really expect you to come, hahaha. I gotta tell toru and the others this. " snapping a sudden picture of the man, left him flustered a bit. looking at his face you double take a photo of him. one with his flush faced in.

" I can't believe you. you even know toru, yet I barely remember you besides being the council secretary. you don't hang around sengoku and remi- "

" I can't stand both of them, acting all lovey dovey especially remi! she won't stop running her mouth about dates and love around me. she tells me I should find love but well... its hard so I avoid them, toru and the others are ok to a certain level. hori and miyamura may be together but they're tolerable same with the other pair. "

hearing your outburst, left the man to think for abit before opening his mouth. he shouldn't put up an act and fake his happy bubbly personality infront of you especially right now since he's been quiet at the start.

" it's late and we should sleep, you can take the couch or you can sleep in my bedroom, I'll just take my parents room for the night. "

" oh I'll take the couch just fine, thanks. " just like that the sleepover was over in a blink of an eye.

" hey toru, wanna hit the cafe after school? " shu suggests as his dear friend agrees and they're there, ordering their meals before looking for a seat.

" ne, y/n y/n! you got your eyes set on anyone yet? you seem pretty happy today. " remi starts as you cough and place your drink down.

sakura pats your back as you thank her in between your fit of coughs. the boys decide to settle in the table behind yours, staying quiet as to listen in on the conversation. being your gaming buddy, toru is indeed very curious about the sudden tea remi was stirring.

" was it the sleepover? " sakura questions as remi looks slightly offended dropping her cookie.

" you had a sleepover and you didn't invite me? " she pouts, making you frown.

" it wasn't like that. it was between my sister and her friend... she invited her brother, that's all. "

hearing your words, shu blushes from the embarrassment of what you said as toru stops eating to fully focus on the conversation. remi and sakura are stunned but it doesn't stop them from prying further.

" h-h-her brother was at your house so it was just three girls and a guy? did he do anything, was he harsh- " sakura was interrupted by remis own questions.

" who's the guy? do you know him? " shu can't help but stand from his seat. the sudden noise of the chair screeching, left everyone quiet to look at the source.

" iura? " you called as the girls tilt their heads in confusion.

" he... iura was at your house? " remi clarifies as toru look at his friend that got up to throw his trash.

" yeah but not only that he's here too. that means... toru is here too. " hearing his name he can't help but turn to wave at you, he's been caught red handed. shu stops to greet you before moving back to his seat at toru.

" back to the topic at hand, " sakura brought the two of you back as the boys were still quietly listening.

" I don't even want to talk about it anymore, " you put your head on the table as sakura comforts you by rubbing your back.

" it's fine but I am still very curious, you must have caught some sort of feeling at this point, right? everytime he barges into some sort of space you're in, there's a slight smile that crawls to your face. you don't talk to him much, but hearing others talk is kinda enough for you to figure out what type of person he is. " remi sips her drink after her little statement.

" well maybe I do like y/n-san! " shu confesses as he turn around to look at your side, making the girls shock as well as toru and you.

" dude you're too loud. " toru whispers as shu was quick to cover his face.

toru could see your slightly red face from his seat, he wanted to laugh at how cute your love story was blooming. the girls couldn't help but be stunned with the confession. it wasn't towards them but it was pretty bold and it felt like the words carried too much love to be shared.

" I'm done eating, iura... let's take this elsewhere, " you called for the green haired man as toru gave him the ok to go, he just hopes you're gonna be nice about it and not hit him like what he thinks hori would do because his loud confession got a few stares.

sakura and remi was bursting with excitement as they bid you farewell. you and him walked to a nearby bench before taking a seat.

" you... heard everything did you? " you question as he slightly pray you're not gonna hit him.

" I wasn't the only one who heard... but yes I did I'm sorry, " he looks the other way, trying to avoid all eye contact with you.

" I'm not mad, I won't hit either. um, it is true... maybe I was falling for you but can you say it again? "

" say what? "

" the confession, this time on my phone hehe. it was so adorable how you shouted I like y/n! hahaha. "

" don't remind me, besides a love confession should just be remembered... but whatever makes you happy. ahem, I love you y/n. please be my girlfriend and go out with me. "

" I love you too, shu. I'll gladly be your girlfriend. "

thats when a sweet love story blooms between you two, everyone was shock with the news of the two people they least expected to date was dating. but those don't matter as long as you were both happy.

#sakumz.pdf #shuu iura #iura shu x reader #shuu iura x reader #horimiya x reader #iura shuu x reader

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kiophen · 6 months

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Re: tags on that ask about callout posts (not the same anon), can I ask about the 4lung situation? I haven't looked into what happened too deeply but from what I have seen nothing is super well documented or explained

If its too much and you don't feel like getting into it don't worry about it, feel free to disregard. I'm mostly just curious since I've heard things and it was mentioned

I was prompted to do my own digging into the whole situation surrounding her a few years ago. She was excluded from an online music event due to someone bringing up concerns with the organizers privately. I found that basically every public accusation about her is not true, and/or redacted by the accusers. The only true accusations are the ones that really don't matter; she retweeted porn on main and was a babyfur. These things were used to bludgeon her with pedo accusations and back up all the fake shit thrown on top to make it more convincing.

"Did you know she attempted to KIDNAP a KID?? Oh, the kid said it wasn't a kidnapping and the accuser said they jumped to conclusions and apologized? Well did you know she TWEETED a SLUR? Oh that was actually photoshopped by kiwifarmers? Well did you know she SEXUALLY HARASSED a MINOR? Oh, that was actually her shitty ex-gf trying to make her look bad in retaliation to a bad breakup? Well did you know x and y and z misinterpreted or fabricated things? Well at least you can agree that being a BABYFUR is something worth ritualistically harassing a trans woman, over right?"

One reason why stuff isn't well documented is because the main person who was pushing the accusations so hard ended up apologizing and retracting and deleting a lot of posts (and also I think they're suspended, which deletes all their tweets, and most of this shit happened in twitter threads). They did get bullied into removing their apology too.

Another reason is that a lot of the situation was people seeing the original callout posts years ago, internalizing the message "This Person Bad Pedo Bad Bad Person Bad" from it, and then later being like "Ummmmm isn't that person a pedophile? Yikes?" to their friend who brought her up who then says "Oh My Fuck I am Sorry I Did not Know that!" and then it just gets spread around like that through uncurious people who don't care enough to check

I have my own collection of archived tweets from when I was trying to find the root of these claims and might make a full writeup about the situation someday, but also I have complicated feelings about whether I would be just be immortalizing this shitty behavior, if it would just lead to more people trying to harm her, or if anyone would even learn anything from it. Also I don't want the person who started the accusations to get dragged back into this since I can tell they were being manipulated and gaslit as fuck by other bullies into making this such a big part of their life for so long.

Specifically about the kidnapping thing: After one of her shows, she and a friend drove a teenager to an Arbys to get picked up by their parent as a nice gesture due to some trouble the teen was having. The situation was catastrophized by either this teen or the accuser into a "kidnapping" (there is conflicting information, they both blame each other) and then the accuser tweeted it out. The teen has since said they didn't really think they were being kidnapped, and the accuser said the kidnapping aspect was made up.

#DO NOT go bother her with this. she has said she does not want random peoples apologies #it feels weird not posting the receipts but i would also feel weird about posting them. if you want them PM me.#ask #miles junk

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quodekash · 9 months

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guys jokezo just made out and now they have to share a bed together. just chew on that for a bit.

NO, DON'T GIVE ME THEM SITTING ON A BUS

GIVE ME WHAT HAPPENED WHEN THEY HAD TO SLEEP IN THE SAME FREAKING BED IMMEDIATELY AFTER THEY MADE OUT

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(they made out last night btw)

(just in case anyone forgot)

(and then they had to share a bed)

ass x7

also zo is fully just not doing anything lmao

everyone's pushing with all their might and zo is just 🧍‍♂️

FUIWEBSDGIOUVEWJBOGD

oh the desperate thigh grab

yeah, im with him on this, they need to talk about it. especially about how they had to slEEP IN THE SAME FREAKING BED AFTER THAT

welp. I guess joke's day was just ruined in a slap to the face disguised as a few words

AND THE WAY HE TAKES HIS HAND OFF ZO'S THIGH AFTER THAT????? OUCHHHH

I must say tho, this is really giving episode-6-of-bad-buddy

its very patpran-post-rooftop-kiss-core

the vibes be gay and yearning and very very sad

OKAY, THE MOTHER, FINALLY

a few things to say about her

1. she's gorgeous

2. DAMN she is SHORT

3. I was rewatching the first four episodes yesterday and today because I could, and I noticed in the first episode, zo asked his friends to not tag him in photos they took at the bar, because "I don't want my mum to see"

but my question is... why? he's just out drinking with friends, he's an adult, he's not being irresponsible or anything, so why doesn't he want her to see the photos?

is it something to do with what his mum thinks of him? is she overbearing? does she have high expectations of him? does she kinda suck?

she's probably lovely though, and ill end up adding her to my list-of-fictional-parents-to-get-adopted-by (it's a very long list)

I guess we shall find out today as the episode progresses

oh, honey, you're so queer

the amount of times ive done exactly this

she's so short its hilarious omg

also: ive decided I love his mum

she's so sweet

and neither of them know how to use a stove and I think that's so hilarious and endearing

HSDHSHFSHDHHS

(also: this scene is making me think of akkayan at aye's house having a meal with his mum and rhbgdhjgb)

he's putting two and two together

the few braincells he has that aren't dedicated to debating are whirring in his mind

I can practically hear his thoughts

"he kissed me back... he wants to talk about the kiss... we went on two dates together at his suggestion... he showed up at my house and charmed my mother... he says I have secret admirers..." cmon sweetie youre so close

"WAIT, DOES HE LIKE ME?" omg honeybun you did it!

or maybe he didn't do it

maybe he was still shuffling the pieces in his brain but hadn't put them together and then his mum said something and distracted him

either way: that was hilarious and I want to high five dunk for his acting there

HIGH EXPECTATIONS, I KNEW IT

still love her tho

high expectations suck but she seems wonderful so far (obviously my opinion will change if the circumstances do (like if it turns out she completely sucks) but for now she's made it to the adoption list)

brb, gonna go cry real quick

well now their thumbs are making out

you see, I understand the things he's saying. and I honestly agree with him. if I were ever somehow put in his position, id probably say the same things.

HOWEVER, I just want my bl boys to kiss again and be happy and together and I appreciate the realism over the usual fantasy kinda situation we go for in bls, but I just want them to kissssss

this is very good advice

I hope that jokezo kiss again this episode

also AAAGBRDHFKBG JENGPOK CRUMBS

YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHO'S LOSING THEIR MIND OVER JENGPOK AGAIN

BERIUFDJKGBEORPVFD

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

SHUT UP

SHUT UP SHUT UP

IM NOT CRYING YOU'RE CRYING

FHEWSDGFVESDV

THIS IS TOO FUNNY

im gonna start crying soon

its so funny

help me

girl is worried

I know this is what jeng told you to do but is during debate club really the right moment

im so certain that she ships it

awwhhhhh

HE SAID IT

HE SAID THE THING

AAAAAAAAA

hell yeah

GOUERJLHDGOBIERVLDNF

AAAAAAAAAAA

IM SCREAMING

THATS IT??

THAT'S THE END OF THE EPISODE??

THEY DIDNT EVEN KISS

OR ADDRESS THE FACT THAT - and I can't stress this enough - THEY SLEPT IN THE SAME FREAKING BED AFTER FULL-ASS MAKING OUT

omg next episode is gonna be amazing

I can't wait

gekjrdsbfd I love them so much

im like 70% certain they're gonna kiss next episode so fingers crossed

ALSO NITA DEFINITELY SHIPS IT

anyway. that was good. I should go to sleep now

#quodekash's unhidden agenda to watch hidden agenda #hidden agenda #hidden agenda series #hidden agenda the series #jokezo #zojoke #pokjeng #jengpok #joongdunk #aouboom #aou thanaboon #boom tharatorn #joong archen #dunk natachai

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hoesaria · 1 year

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IV. Exposed?!

You put your phone down and start packing as quickly as humanly possible.

“Why are you in such a rush? They'll be seats empty even if we arrive late to the cafe” Alhaitham sighs next to you. You wanted to smack the apathetic expression he had on his face off.

Containing yourself you reply, “Well, it wouldn't hurt to start early and end our session early. Now pack your bag quickly before I go ahead without you”

Just as you were about to drag Alhaitham out of class you heard a sly voice call out to you.

“I was hoping to catch you before you left class my dear [Name]"

You turn to look at your literary professor Yae Miko, who also happened to me Scaramouche's step mother.

"Miss Yae, its good to see you haha" You awkwardly say, "Did you want to talk about something?"

The pink haired woman eyes you and Alhaitham who still had the same apathetic expression on his face. If you hadn't blinked, you would have seen a little smirk on her face that had vanished as soon as it came.

"I'm sure you know Kunikuzushi, and you never gave me a proper answer about dating him. So what do you say?" She said, a smile on her face that anyone would have described as gentle, but you thought it was the stuff of nightmares.

Panic stricken you blurted out the first excuse that came up in your mind, "I already have a boyfriend! Actually right after I posted that he came up to me and asked me out haha"

"Oh?" replied, her eyebrows raised but a smile still playing on her lips. "Who is it?"

You racked your brain for anyone that would be the perfect example and remembered the man besides you, he could help you out for a few seconds right?

"Its Alhaitham!" You said as you dragged him in the front, intertwining both your hands together. You silently side eyed him with a pleading look. Sighing, he let go of your hand and you felt your heart drop, yeah you were about to lose your professors trust and your extra credit for the next 2 years, but then he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

"I didn't want it to be public lest it creates trouble for my dear Y/N" Alhaitham said. You thanked all the archons above, you would drop to your feet and pray but there was still an audience in the class.

"Oh that's wonderful! I'm sure your aunt will be thrilled to know" Professor Yae exclaimed and you felt Alhaitham stiffen up at the mention of his Aunt. Did you just create family troubles for him? "Well I'll leave you two love birds alone then, I can see you were planning on going somewhere together haha, have fun~"

After you leave the class and are far away from prying ears you drop to the nearest campus bench you can find.

"Did I perform well?" Alhaitham said, dropping down next to you. Both of you hadn't said a word after leaving the class.

"I'm really sorry about that, I'll make it up to you, I swear!" You explained. "But what was that about your Aunt? Are you going to get into trouble for dating?"

Alhaitham chuckled, "No it's nothing like that. My Aunt is just very interested in my personal life, she'll be adamant on meeting you if it gets out, which it probably will because her and the professor are friends."

"How do you feel about fake dating? I can meet your aunt and get her off your back for a while, and you can help till this thing with Miss yae blows over" you say out loud.

"Hmm, sounds like a deal I suppose"

╰┈➤ ❝[A/N] ~ Scara doesn't seem to be on the bandwagon oops- ~ Alhaithams aunt, i wonder who it is hehe ~Do you guys think I should open up asks for like headcannons and stuff? i like writing a lot but idk

Taglist (the ones i cant tag are crossed out)

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1waveshortofashipwreck · 3 months

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Misc. Tag Game! ✨

thank you for the tags @ronald-speirs @panzershrike-pretz and @sharkboyandlavalieb !!!

Made by the amazing @ronald-speirs 💖

Favorite place in the world you’ve visited?

Hmmm I’m gonna have to go with when my mom, sister, and I all went to Las Vegas for my 21st birthday! It was so much fun and just an incredible experience 💕

Something you’re proud of yourself for?

Probably continuing my therapy journey! I’ve been in therapy continuously since I graduated in 2020 and I feel like I’ve made some good progress! I’m proud of myself for not giving up when things felt impassable

Favorite books?

Soooo i’m not too big on reading but something I will read over and over again is the fruits basket series!!!! That’s the only book series I’ve read in its entirety and I love every bit of it!!!

Something that makes your heart happy when thinking about it?

It’s not the dart scene at the start of replacements idk what you’re talking about

Favorite thing about your culture?

About being American? I guess just the fact that BoB is American 🤣

When did you join the HBO War fandom? What was the first show you watched?

Umm i think in April ‘23?? @dontirrigateme and I had just watched the x-men first class movies and wanted to watch more James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender, so of course we watched BoB… the world has never been the same

Have you read any of Easy Company’s books? If so, which ones were your favorite?

I’m trying to read Ambrose’s book right now, but I have Winters’ Beyond Band of Brothers, Guarnere and Babe’s book, and a couple others on my shelf!! (if anyone finds Webster’s shark book i promise you my first born for a copy of that)

Favorite HBO War character and your favorite moment with them?

Oh goodness there’re so many!!! Ummm well right now I’m going thru a Liebgott phase oml the man makes me FOAM AT THE MOUTH so I’m gonna go with when he tends to Talbert on the Night of the Bayonet, like Liebgott is known for his temper and fighting but here (and with Tipper) you can see he’s an absolute SWEETHEART AAAA I WOULD DIE FOR JOSEPH DAVID LIEBGOTT

Do you make content for any fandoms, if so; what sort of content?

I’ve just recently started writing for BoB!! I also have some Pokemon x BoB collages that I’ve made 🥰

Favorite actor/actress and your favorite film of theirs?

Johnny Depp hands down, and absolutely pirates of the caribbean, it’s just all-around lovely and whimsical and amazing (fun fact till like middle school i had no idea what Johnny Depp actually looked like because my only references for him were Captain Jack Sparrow and Willy Wonka and they just did not look the same to me 🤣)

Favorite quote/s that you wish to share with others?

I think I’ve said this before, but it’s a quote from my blorbo Vincent Van Gogh, “I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.”

Random fact your mutuals/followers don’t know about you?

My dad’s retired Navy, so I grew up moving around until he retired when I was about 8!

If you’re a writer, do you need a beta reader (say yes so I can be your beta reader 🤭)?

ASDFDL I WOULDN'T MIND HAVING A BETA READER

Three things that make you smile? (I’m watching BoB rn so this is about to be BoB momes)

“CURRAHEEEEEEE!”

“We salute the rank not the man”

“I’m John Wayne! The costume department set me up with these nice navy whites, what do ya think!?”

Any nicknames you like?

Honestly I just feel warm and fuzzy when given any nickname, I’ve been called Em, Emmy, Ems, my favorite might be “Yellow,” I’ve had three separate best friends give me this nickname just cuz they associate me with the color yellow and sunshine vibes ✨

List some people you love to see around on tumblr!

ASDJ:LKF THERE ARE SO MANY @dontirrigateme @panzershrike-pretz @ithinkabouttzu @executethyself35 @ronsparky @love--persevering @ronald-speirs @sweetxvanixlla @whollyjoly @xxluckystrike @venus-haze @thicccqueyoongimin @joetoyesbrassknuckles101 @neptunes-blue @ewipandora @hanniewinnix @sharkboyandlavalieb @footprintsinthesxnd @mutantmanifesto @jump-wings @malarkgirlypop @mads-nixon @blueberry-ovaries @coco-bean-1218 @b00ks1ut AND SO SO MANY MORE I'M SORRY IF I DIDNT TAG YOU I PROMISE I LOVE YOU

What would you do during a zombie apocalypse?

Cry and die probably

Favorite movie?

Bohemian Rhapsody, the Mummy, and Pirates of the Carribean, and the Blair Witch Project!

Do you like horror movies? YES!! Especially found footage movies!!

No pressure tags!! @dontirrigateme , @ithinkabouttzu , @executethyself35 , @neptunes-blue , @thicccqueyoongimin , @love--persevering , @jump-wings , @blueberry-ovaries and anyone else who wants to do this!!! 💖

#tag game #i love my moots #band of brothers #hbo #hbo war #easy company #emily shut up

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beginningobserver · 5 months

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Heyyo everyone. I wrote a new Rui-centered thing.

⚠SPOILERS FROM THE MOVIE AHEAD ⚠

Bonds

[AO3 version]

Summary:

Rui is invited to try Daisuke's new ramen recipe with the rest of the group.

Rui + 02 kids • Canon-compliant (KenMiya/Kenyako included) • Post-movie events.

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A few months after meeting Daisuke and the others, Rui started to visit them a little more while he waited for Ukkomon’s egg to hatch. He was patient and optimistic that everything would be fine now.

He was invited by Daisuke to eat his newest ramen-creation with the other five. But would they still want to tag along with him? Rui had no idea what true friendship was, because he believed every friend he made after meeting Ukkomon were just manipulated by the digimon like his parents had been.

It could mean that this group he just met would be his first and legitimate friends. Right?

He stood in front of the Ramen Yamatoya building, his hands shaking out of anxiety. He thought -- Should I get in? We were just strangers and I don’t come here too much to not… Bug him--

The door opened from inside and it was by V-mon.

“HEYYOO RUI!”

“A-ah… Hello.”

“Wow, you came really fast!!” the blue digimon exclaimed, and looked outside to see if anyone else was coming, “Really fast!”

“I… I was around, my workplace is in this area.”

“Oho! What do you do for life!?”

“... I work at--”

“THERE YOU ARE!!” Daisuke pooped out from the door, “HEY-WELCOME! GET IN, GET IN!!”

He was interrupted by Daisuke’s energetic voice. And dragged inside. He didn’t manage to answer V-mon’s question and at this point V-mon had lost interest in it, because he tried to answer it again and V-mon just started preparing the counter and led to the stool reserved for him.

He felt like a celebrity with that reception, and this really felt awkward -- Do friends do things like these…?

“Here’s the menu!” and V-mon handed him a card with the stuff included in Daisuke’s ‘Ramen Motomiya’ business;

“Oh, thanks…” he gently took it from V-mon’s hand.

“Hey V-mon, this isn’t needed! Everyone will come here to try out my new creation!”

“What is this new… menu item you were talking about?” Rui asked, out of curiosity.

“It’s a top secret! I’ll reveal its details once everyone is here!”

“Oh, so it’s a surprise…”

“Yup!” Daisuke smiled, “But no worries it’s not sweet! I mean, I know you’re not a fan of sweets so… I had to find the perfect balance of flavor that would make everyone satisfied.”

“Hmm…” He didn’t know what to say, it felt a little odd someone thinking of him and his preferences… But it made him relieved that Daisuke cares enough about him to pull things like these -- This is… True friendship right?

“Iori hates tomatoes,” V-mon explained, “So when Daisuke cooks stuff for everyone he has to remember to not add tomatoes on Iori’s portion.”

“I see…”

“And If someone is lactose intolerant I have to know beforehand so I can prepare a special version of the recipe! Or if they’re vegan. Or if they’re allergic to gluten. Lots of things, culinary school prepared me for this!”

“Yeah!” V-mon nodded, “And that so we cannot get into legal issues! I mean, the boss wouldn’t like to have this place closed because of a little mistake!!”

The door opened and the others came in. V-mon greeted them the same way as Daisuke did before -- Maybe it’s part of their business' greetings? -- and they all got reunited at the counter.

Hikari also came in with her backpack stuffed with something. Rui didn’t know why, it just felt a little… strange??

“So, what is the menu for today, chef?” Takeru chuckled, “You said you created something new.”

“Hehe, glad you asked” Daisuke had the sunglasses on and did the ‘anime glasses thing’ with the light reflection, “V-mon, please.”

“Alright!” and then V-mon served the bowls to the six people, “Bone appetit!”

“It’s not ‘Bone’ !” Daisuke babbled, “Man, Takeru didn’t ya say it was something like ‘good meal’…”

“Oh, yeah” Takeru nodded, “V-mon it’s ‘ Bon’ , which means ‘good’ in French. And ‘bon appetit’ means ‘enjoy your meal’ ”

“Okay but why is Daisuke using French out of nowhere?” Patamon blinked.

“It’s good to know a bit of each language if I want to open my business in New York!” Daisuke explained, “And maybe I’m considering the idea of doing deliveries later.”

“Is it because of my suggestion?” Iori asked and then Daisuke nodded.

“With the digital gate we can go everywhere!!” V-mon added, “So! We can do something cool like this!!”

“This is just one step to be made!” Daisuke bragged, “Now, enjoy the bowl. I’ll be waiting for your feedback on my most recent creation.”

“Don’t forget to describe the flavors!” V-mon added excitedly.

“So uh, what’s different in it?” Miyako raised an eyebrow, “It doesn’t seem different from the usual bowls you served before…”

“Just… Try it first,” he pouted.

“Will you keep using the sunglasses indoors?” Tailmon seemed quite bothered by that. Even Takeru had taken his beanie off!!

“Well, I’m not a real ramen chef if I don’t have them on.”

“It’s missing the spirals, dagya!” Armadimon commented.

“... I left them at home,” Daisuke shrugged.

“YOU HAVE SUNGLASSES WITH THOSE ANIME SPIRALS!?” Everyone seemed pretty surprised by it. Except V-mon, of course.

“Yeah, and they’re mine!” V-mon replied with a grin.

“THEY BELONG TO V-MON!?”

“I don’t think that should be a surprise” Daisuke took the shades off, “Takeru does the same thing, but with hats!”

“Ah, that’s true,” Wormmon blinked.

“Takeru-san has something equal to that too,” Hawkmon replied with a nod.

“We should quit arguing and start eating!” Takeru babbled nervously when everyone glanced at him, “Or else Daisuke will be even more upset than he is right now!”

The only person not taking part in that discussion was Rui, who was just sitting in the corner and already eating his bowl. Somehow him being this quiet made them all forget he was there… But he didn’t mind it either. He’s still just a stranger, maybe Daisuke only invited him out of courtesy…?

“...”

It’s good -- Rui thought. He didn’t expect something so simple to be good. But isn’t this what Daisuke is in a nutshell? Simple-minded and a box full of surprises. Now he had to compliment that, which is the hard part. The group were already chatting and even arguing about fashion accessories… He felt it would be rude to interrupt them all.

But… This is really good.

He felt even more awkward…

“AHEM!” Daisuke managed to spot he wasn’t involved in their shenanigans, so he just called everyone’s attention to the main subject, “Now, really… Just eat it. And tell me what y’all think about it.”

The group looked at each other and then to Rui sitting there in silence eating. V-mon noticed Rui was… crying??

“Oh no-- is it too bad!?” V-mon gasped, mortified “Daisuke, you made something so horrible he’s--”

“No.”

“Huh??”

“It’s good,” he said, quite awkwardly.

“Then why are you crying??” Patamon asked.

Why am I crying…?? -- Not even he realized the reason for those tears. The group then tried their own bowls, trying to understand Rui’s reaction to the food.

“Oh! It’s tasty!” They all commented.

“See the difference?” Daisuke chuckled.

“What did you do this time??” Hikari asked, impressed by the flavor.

“It’s a secret~”

“He was bored last night and accidentally dropped the wrong seasoning to the broth and then he tried it and got… this new ‘BOOM’ okay??” V-mon explained.

“So it was an accidental discovery,” Iori mused.

“What seasoning was?” Tailmon asked the next question.

“It was…”

Seriously, why am I crying by eating something tasteful? -- Rui kept wondering why a simple ramen bowl could bring him tears. Was it the spice? Was it too spicy? Or too salty?? It didn't make any sense, because he didn’t feel it was too spicy or salty… He just sat there eating in silence and trying to get it, why was he…?!

“Oh, I know! Is it love??” Patamon asked.

“Can you put love in a bowl?” Wormmon asked, innocently.

“Well, putting it that way, yeah it had a ton of love while preparing it for my best pals so…”

“Excuse me,” Miyako stared at Daisuke, “I’m the one who got the Digimental of Love here. Better you teach me your secrets.”

“Then, better you give me your Digimental of Love because I deserve it now.”

“Not a chance!”

They all laughed.

“...”

Meanwhile Rui, oh poor Rui… He was so confused about what the heck is going on with him that he was feeling like spacing out again. He didn’t even realize he finished his bowl quite quicker than the others.

So now he was just watching the empty bowl and thinking how can he describe those feelings and flavors and -- WAIT WHY ARE THEY ALL LOOKING AT HIM NOW?!

“Wow…” Wormmon exclaimed.

“Well… It was d-delicious!” He babbled aloud. Dang it, he’s feeling like a fool…

“Hey, take it easy” Daisuke said, “So uh… How’s that?”

“... It was good.”

“And?”

“... I don’t understand why, but eating this bowl gave me joy… Something I haven’t felt for a long time ago.”

“Oh, so you liked it!?” V-mon gasped.

“V-mon, crying does not always mean sadness” Ken started explaining, “It can mean joy too. Like when Daisuke says something dumb and funny, making everyone cry out of laughter. It can also be out of relief, and so do other reasons as well.”

“... I think I was crying because…”

“... You feel happy to be here, right?” Daisuke tried to guess it.

“H-huh?”

“How’s Ukkomon’s egg going?” Miyako asked, “Did it hatch already?”

“... Not yet,” and then he showed the tiny watch-clock sized egg from his pocket. They all looked at it, “I always take him with me, just in case…”

“That’s a good signal,” Tailmon smiled, and then looked at Hikari, “You have to never lose hope, he will come back. Right, Hikari?”

“Yes, We never lost hope so that’s why we were able to meet each other.”

“... I feel safe with you guys,” Rui blushed a bit. Oh so that’s why he felt a little nervous, right?

“We can help you form connections,” Hawkmon said this time, “But sometimes you need a little push.”

“??”

“Yeah, so that’s why I got you here, dude” Daisuke chuckled, “We want to know more about you!”

“And we want you to know more about us, dagya!”

“... Oh.”

“Ah, I have something to show to everyone!” Hikari then took the stuffed backpack and opened it. Then Tailmon handed each of them a knitted scarf “I made those!!”

“That’s so cute!!” Miyako exclaimed with glee.

“Wow, it has cool details on them!!” Daisuke was in awe, “It reminds me of my Digital World’s jacket!!”

“Mine is Patamon-themed” Takeru commented, then looked at Hikari, “You made all of those, with details… All alone?”

“Oh I helped too” Tailmon started to brag, “I evolved into Angewomon and helped Hikari to knit. So they have an angel touch, haha~”

“Literally an angel touch… (dagya)” The digimon repeated together.

Rui also had one in his hands. It looked like Ukkomon, somehow. Hikari is really nice to give him something too, isn’t she? He kinda needed a little more color in his wardrobe… He had just started to wear some black-and-gray tones after the day he discovered Ukkomon had been hijacking his parents’ bodies (and possibly the rest of the people he had contact with?)… He kinda liked his usual outfit, but this was kinda giving him the will to risk changing a little.

So he put it around his neck. Somehow the colors were too bright for his dark clothes… But he was feeling happy with that humble present. He looked really funny and just felt like a tiny puppy with a new dog collar and wagging his tail happily.

The others just looked at him being more relaxed and comfortable, but Daisuke had to hold his laugh. Yeah, it was a little funny to him. And if he laughed now he could give the wrong message. But that made them all just feel the barrier between them and Rui had turned a little less thicker.

“I can’t use it right now, it will get dirty!!” Daisuke said, blushing, “B-But I will do it later!! And I won’t take it off ever again!”

“It will get stinky and we won’t let you approach us!” Patamon pouted.

“I… I will wash it though!!”

“You can’t wash it if you don’t take it off!”

“I didn’t mean literally not taking it off!!” Daisuke’s awkwardness increased. At least no one was paying attention to Rui feeling so warm and happy with those people taking him to eat ramen and giving him a gift!

More laughs.

“T-thank you…” it was interrupted by Rui simply thanking Hikari, “I… I appreciate it.”

“When Daisuke-kun said he wanted to gather everyone to try a new recipe, I decided to knit those. Now we all have matching scarves. Isn’t it fun?”

“This is the closest to having your crush give you a gift,” V-mon nodded sagely.

“HahahahaHA-- WHAT DO YA MEAN, V-MON!?” Daisuke panicked.

Daisuke-kun is acting weirdly… He probably likes her -- Rui thought. He wasn’t disappointed, but he was now frowning?

“I appreciate it as well, Hikari-chan” Ken thanked her, “Thank you.”

“Yeah, everyone here agrees, right?” Takeru smiled. Everyone agreed in a nod.

“Oh, there’s one more inside” Patamon noticed a 8th scarf in the backpack.

“This one is for Wallace,” Tailmon explained, “He’s part of our friend circle too, don’t forget it.”

“Wallace?” Ken and Rui asked.

“He’s a friend from America,” Hawkmon explained, “But uh… He tends to flirt with girls.”

“He was flirting with Miyako when we first met him,” Daisuke added with an annoyed tone.

“He what ?!” Ken gave Daisuke a legitimate ‘Kaiser-like’ look.

“I think now that you and Miyako-san are dating he would respect that” Iori tried to calm Ken down. He could present the sadistic Kaiser just by that reaction.

“Better he does,” Wormmon said, also sounding very… creepy?

Ichijouji-kun and Wormmon are scary… -- Rui gulped in silence. That murderous glare and the group trying to calm them down… Oh yeah.

“Anyway,” Daisuke slammed his hands on the other side of the counter, “Better you give me your notes. I need approval from this team here. And this includes you too, Rui.”

“... Ah, right… I think I liked it…?”

“The flavors were well balanced,” Ken said nonchalantly, “and your presentation of it looks refined even if you’re just starting this business. And I think it would’ve been good if…”

They watched Ken just rambling about Daisuke’s ramen like a legit restaurant reviewer and it made Rui quite impressed.

“... And serving it with a good shot of the client’s preferred drink could improve the experience.”

“Is… Is Ichijouji-kun a food critic…?”

“He tends to do those long reviews,” Tailmon shrugged, “You will get used to him.”

“Yeah, he’s a nerd” Daisuke rolled his eyes. Ken blushed out of embarrassment.

“But we love him so he’s our nerd!” Miyako added, and the blush in Ken intensified.

“Sooooo… Do y’all approve this one?”

“Yeah!/Yes!/Mhm!” They all said.

This group of people and their digimon seem so refreshing… Is this what friendship means? Is this… what having real friends means?

Rui felt his encounter with those people and digimon had helped him to start healing his heart. Somehow… He realized what Ukkomon had said back in time, on his 8th birthday.

The ‘friends’ Ukkomon couldn't bring that time… They weren’t his classmates.

It was those people. It was exactly this group of people, apparently.

He took the egg from his pocket and looked at it, with a calm and warm smile:

Thank you, Ukkomon. For leading me to them.

#digimon adventure 02 the beginning #ohwada lui #motomiya daisuke #ichijouji ken #inoue miyako #hida iori #takaishi takeru #yagami hikari #ni's digiheadcanons

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thetragicallynerdy · 2 months

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Writing Patterns Pt. 2!!!

Rules: list the last line of the same 10 fics you shared opening lines for and see if there's a pattern!

Tagged again by @zombiethingy - thanks for the tag!! It was really neat to look at all of these and see where it ended after looking at where it started.

(Note: I added an extra sentence to a few of them because I was noticing a pattern and wanted to make it more obvious lmao)

1. flotsam and jetsam - chapter 9 "We’re glad to have you on the Revenge.” 2. never seen you shine so bright

“Yeah,” she murmurs, “that sounds lovely.”

3. Yippee-Kiyay, Motherfuckers

“Morning, love,” they whisper, “Merry Christmas.”

4. heel

“I’ve always wanted a dog.”

5. you and i - we're sweet

"Them fishies aren’t going to catch themselves.”

6. maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again

“Sí,” Jim says softly. “I suppose it is.”

7. already halfway gone

“Same, mate,” Edward murmurs. “Hard fucking same.”

8. won't you sing me something for the dark

“That’s what I get for kissing you.”

9. lord, have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways

Her lips press to the middle of their back, soft and lovely. “Love you too.”

10. oh go on baby, hurt me tonight

Mary’s mouth pressed to the top of their head, smudging a kiss against their hair. “Good.”

Patterns

Okay these last lines are a self callout, there are MANY patterns here lmao.

All of them end in dialogue.

Four of them follow the pattern of "Sentence," X character said softly/murmured/whispered, "continuation of sentence." (This is my favourite sentence dialogue pattern, but I definitely over-use it)

The words "soft" and "lovely" and "murmur" feature frequently (a general problem in my writing overall, someday I need to challenge myself to not use those words at all XD)

It's not really obvious in the last lines alone, but 6/10 of them also have a kiss in the last paragraph. Also the two in here have a kiss specifically being pressed to skin/top of head. Hmmm.

Anyway - a challenge for myself would honestly be to try ending something not with dialogue. Dialogue comes a lot easier to me than descriptive writing, but it would be good to change things up now and then! And looking at my 'first lines', most of them started with dialogue too.

Something else that's really evident is that I like ending things on a soft note where characters feel loved. I don't think it's a bad thing, I think it's pretty reflective of the type of fics I like writing, but it is good to think about!

Gotta be honest though, my absolute favourite last line is for heel, the paragraph its from is - chef's kiss. (She is not talking about animals.)

Anyway - this was a lot of fun, thanks for the tag!!

Tagging (but only if you're interested!) the folks I tagged for first lines, because it was really fun comparing first vs last lines and maybe you'll find it fun too!

@yerbamansa, @yourlocal-charlatan, @alfalfairy, @dragonmuse, @redxluna.

I am having a hard time remembering who else of my mutuals writes, so please also consider this an open tag for anyone who sees it and wants to join!!

#last line game #tag game #writing game

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with-love-from-hell · 11 months

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Melancholia

{part Nine}

Fandom: Obey me!

Genre: Angst

Written for F!Mc

WC: ~3.8

CW: Kidnapping!, bugs!, Injection!, anxiety, descriptions of deceit, fear-based content and lots of tension, angst, depression, allusion to past sexual violence in Vermillion Skies, nightmare mention, vague illusion to torture, bullying mention

A/N: SURPRISE! I had time to write today, and my interest in writing this series was reignited after reading through it and remembering how much it meant to me. Here you go! 😊

Music Accompaniment (Circles thru Paranoia)

>> Though I have a Masters Degree in Psychology and clinical training in treatment for mental health, I am not your therapist. If you have experienced any form of depression or suicidal thoughts, and are in need of help, please utilize the Suicide Prevention Lifeline, NIMH helpline, or the SAMHSA helpline. <<

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You can find more of this series by searching the tag #Vermillion Skies or #Melancholia on my blog!

“The celestial realm just hasn’t been the same without you there.” Luke sighed sadly, taking another slow sip of his tea. “The other cherubs in training have been being jerks, and Michael has just started making me run errands for him...and I don’t really feel like I have anyone to talk to except Raphael.”

Simeon nodded empathically, relating to the feeling of loneliness since his fall. “I’m sorry to hear that. I didn’t think my lack of presence would make that much of a difference.”

Luke furrowed his brow. “Why wouldn’t it? We were brothers- and you were, like, the second closest person to Michael other than father!”

Simeon shrugged, finally taking another gulp of tea. “I just thought everyone just sort of...moved on? Especially given their reactions to my judgement.”

Luke cocked his head. “I mean, everyone was so upset...I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Upset?” Simeon blinked, trying to understand Luke’s perspective. Perhaps he could see it that way, but remembering back to how the other angels screamed insults at him and hurled stones as he was dragged to the edge of the celestial realm...to him it seemed more like hatred. “I suppose many individuals were, yes...but I suppose what I saw was more like they no longer wanted anything to do with me.”

Luke blinked a few times before nodding. “I mean, I guess that’s half true...But most of what I hear people talking about isn’t you- it’s Lucifer and Diavolo...and mostly Mc.”

Simeon’s ears perked up at her name. “Mc..? Why her?”

“Well...” Luke’s facial expression turned into a scowl. “They’ve been saying it’s her fault that you fell, and that she somehow corrupted you...And they think that her connection with the demons is proof of that. Some people have said that they don’t want anything to do with humans at all any more...They’ve also called her some upsetting names, and some have said she’s a demon in disguise.”

“Oh...” Simeon’s shoulders slumped, his frown deepening at the realization that his actions had not only impacted the Celestial Realm’s relationship with the Devildom, but the Celestial Realm’s impression of humans all together and their impression of an human only 3 of angels had even met.

“...But I don’t believe all that.” Luke took a large bite of a popover, a proud smile decorating his face as he chewed.

Simeon looked up to him, watching quietly as Luke swallowed and brushed the crumbs off his pajamas.

“There’s no way Mc is all the things they say about her.” He continued. “She’s so kind and caring and innocent. And the proof of that is she’s able to tolerate all these rowdy demons and still show them kindness.”

A weak smile pulled its way up on Simeon’s lips. “I definitely agree with you there. Sometimes I wonder if she’s too kind for her own good.”

Luke giggled. “Yeah, sometimes I think that too. She sometimes seems like more of an angel than either of us-”

Simeon’s eyes softened as Luke immediately snapped is mouth shut after the words left his lips. He saw the somber look on his face as he dropped his gaze away from Simeon.

“Oh--I mean...more of an angel than...I am...”

Simeon set his tea cup down, taking a deep breath. “I really am sorry, Luke.” Simeon paused, watching the small angel rub the tears from his eyes. “I wish things could have been different, and I know this whole thing is...complicated, to say the least...But I really am sorry for hurting you the way I did.”

Luke stayed silent, not looking at Simeon at all. He merely sipped his tea with slightly shaking hands, trying to hold back tears.

Simeon’s chest burned at the sight. He felt terrible for making Luke feel this way; for leaving him all alone again in the Celestial Realm. After Luke’s creation, it was expected that a mentor take him under their wing...the problem with that was that every mentor who had taken Luke on had passed him off to someone else, claiming that he was too emotional to be a guardian to humans, too hyperactive and restless to be on guard duty, not strong enough to be a soldier... Angels who were apprentices like Luke bullied him relentlessly, and it was as if he didn’t have a single friend in the world- that is, until the council reviewed his problems and determined he was either going to be moved to a lower position in another area of the celestial realm, or to be taken under one of the council’s wings. Simeon was the only council member to chime in, finding it almost cruel that no one would give the small angel a chance. He was young, but had so much potential. Just because he wasn’t robotically compliant and physically fit didn’t mean he was useless.

Over time, Simeon grew to view Luke as almost like a son to him. Michael even took somewhat of a liking to him too, but Simeon figured the reason was Luke fed into his egocentric nature. Whatever the reason, Simeon brought out Luke’s true potential, and enjoyed his company in the process. But after his fall, he assumed the other’s treatment of Luke worsened, since he wasn’t at his side to defend or guide him, and also since his mentor had become so corrupted, he assumed that the other angels were worried he would follow suit...

He didn’t mean to ruin Luke’s life.

“...Anyways...” Luke breathed out after awhile, having managed to control his emotions. “I was super mad at Michael for sending me back here at first.”

Simeon blinked, jerking back out of his thoughts. “Oh..?”

Luke nodded. “I didn’t want to come back. I didn’t want to see you, or the other demons for that matter...” He paused, tapping the side of his cup with his index finger. “But...I’m glad I did.”

Simeon’s posture straightened. “What changed your mind?”

“Well, I...” Luke paused. He chewed his lip, as if he was trying to decide what to say next. “Michael never has time to bake with me, so I forgot how much fun baking with Mc and Barbatos is. Plus, the class work here is really interesting, and definitely beats than running tons of errands for the council. And even though the brothers tease me, they always make a point to include me in stuff. Plus, it’s fun having Beel as a taste-tester for new recipes- No one wants to hang out with me while I experiment with new ingredients! And speaking of that, The devildom has so many interesting foods...I still have so many things I want to try out in my recipes!”

Simeon smiled as Luke listed off all the things he liked about the Devildom. If he wasn’t so infatuated with Michael and didn’t have such a strict adherence to the rules of the Celestial Realm, Luke probably would have understood Simeon’s fall better.

“And...” Luke finally paused on his list, dropping his eyes downcast. “...even though I was mad at you, and I was confused and hurt and didn’t want to see you...I did miss you a lot.”

Simeon’s eyes softened. “I missed you too, Luke.”

Luke glanced up at him, finally able to recognize the demon before him. Simeon’s attitude had been much more sarcastic, cutting, and out of character. Hearing his voice take on the same softness and compassion made Luke’s heart swell with happiness.

He’s still Simeon.

They chatted for hours, time seeming to pass endlessly as they caught up on everything they’d missed from each other, and anything they could even think to talk about. Eventually, the conversation shifted back to Mc, and Luke’s concerns over Michael’s directions to him.

“He asked me to keep an eye on her and report back to him on what she’s doing...” Luke sighed, resting his cheek in his palm. “Why though?”

Simeon shook his head, trying to press back the anger he felt at information Luke had provided to him. “I think Michael is having a hard time letting this go. Like the other angels you talked about who said it’s her fault I fell- I think he agrees.”

Luke puffed the air out of his cheeks in exasperation. “But it’s not though!”

“I know, but they seem to think that I’m incapable of making my own choices.” Simeon shook his head. “This is why I didn’t repent. I was tired of decisions being made for me. I wanted to have my own life, not the life they told me I needed to have.”

Luke nodded sadly, finally understanding what Simeon meant by wanting to be free.

Simeon sighed. “I don’t expect you to agree with my decision, but I wanted you to know where I’m coming from. And Mc’s existence may have impacted that decision, but that doesn’t mean it’s her fault.”

Luke nodded. “Besides, they’ve never even met her! If they did, they’d see for themselves that she’s not a threat to the angels!”

“A threat?” Simeon's eyes widened. His mind drifting back to the dream he had earlier that evening, and anxiousness began rising in his stomach. “What do you mean? Has Michael said he views her as a threat!?”

Luke was taken aback by Simeon’s sudden display of panic. “Uh...well, not directly to me...But I’ve heard him talking to the council about it before. That’s why I was so surprised that he agreed to let angels come back here. The decision seemed to be out of left field.”

Simeon felt his heart beat quicken. “Luke...why did Michael send Raphael with you?”

“He said that Raphael would be able to protect me if...” He trailed off, face growing pale.

Simeon stood quickly, his chair thrown back to the floor as he rushed to the other side of the table. He gripped Luke by the shoulders tightly, shaking him gently. “What?? Protect you if what?!”

Luke swallowed, his eyes wide with fear. “...P-protect me if his plan went south.”

“What plan!?” Simeon was nearly shouting, terrified to think that his prophetic power remained despite losing his status as an angel.

Look shook his head, now crying. “I-I don’t know! But since he told me to watch over Mc...”

Simeon loosened his grip on the angel before he was able to finish speaking, quickly running to the room assigned to the other angel. He silently begged for his dream to be only that- and nearly prayed that his gut feeling about Michael’s plan to bring some sort of harm to Mc after learning information from Luke was wrong.

Luke scrambled from his chair, following closely behind. Without knocking, Simeon burst through Raphael’s bedroom door, only to be met with what looked like a room that was untouched. Raphael was no where to be seen, and nor were any of his belongings. Luke gripped Simeon’s hand tightly, tears clouding his eyes.

“W-where’s Raph?!” He squeaked, looking up to Simeon for an answer.

“Call Diavolo.” Simeon instructed, turning and running to his room to change his clothes.

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The room you awakened in was not where you remember falling asleep.

You rubbed the side of your head and groaned as you sat up on the concrete floor. There was a large bump with dried blood caked over it just above your right ear, and you hissed when your fingers gently grazed it. You tried to remember how the hell you got here, but the last thing you could recall was getting ready for bed while Lucifer was in the shower. You don’t remember falling asleep, but you assumed you must have, since there was no other memories beyond that to cling to.

Your vision spun as you tried to adjust to the dark, damp place you now found yourself laying in. You shriek as you felt a cockroach skitter over your hand, trying your best to maneuver away from where the bug had crossed you. You were stopped by the pull of a chain on your ankle, almost causing you to trip over yourself. Your eyes widen as you sit back and try to release your ankle from the chain locked around it. You glance around the empty room, trying to find something- anything- to ground yourself in where you were. You call out a hello, but get no reply. Your blood runs cold, and fear consumes you, causing you to begin hyperventilating.

“L-Lucifer!?” You nearly sob out the yell, trying your best to see in the dark around the dimly lit room. You desperately wanted to know where he was. Whatever was happening would still be terrifying, but at least you’d have your lover here with you. Instead, you were met with silence. The only sound that could be heard was the sound buzzing from bugs flying around the cell, and occasionally what sounded like an air conditioner springing to life, but you weren’t sure what it was, since the cell was hot and humid. Clearly there was no air conditioning here. Fat tears roll down your cheeks as you try to catch your breath and calm your raging heart, that felt like it was going to completely explode from your chest.

You were alone.

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Lucifer hummed to himself as he stepped out of the shower. He stretched before reaching for a towel to dry himself with. After a few days worth of arguing about Simeon and your bull-headedness about rekindling a relationship with him, you both had finally calmed down enough to return to your normal intimacy. He had hated fighting with you; it made him feel horrible when he felt the urge to raise his voice. But you both finally came to the agreement that you wouldn’t spend time with Simeon alone, though you did want to involve him in more areas of your life. Despite Lucifer’s continued discomfort, he did have to admit that Simeon’s behavior had gotten slightly better as the days went on.

Maybe he was finally starting to get the hint that you weren’t changing your mind about your relationship.

Lucifer threw on some briefs quickly before calling out to you, asking if you could bring him his robe that he had left draped over his dresser. He needed to go down and finish some paperwork, after all, and he wasn’t about to go down in just his underwear. He paused, awaiting your reply...but it never came.

He sighed, figuring you may have fallen asleep already. While you had basically healed fully from all you had gone through, and it was rare that you felt random waves of fatigue like you had in the past during your treatment, he figured it wasn’t outside the realm of possibility that sleepiness had taken over you.

Residing to grabbing his robe himself, Lucifer made a silent reminder to remember to hang it up in the bathroom when he was done. He stepped out of the bathroom, feeling a cool wisp of air brush against his bare skin.

Lucifer shivered. Hadn’t he lit a fire before his shower? He glanced around the dark room, squinting to try to find where you were.

Something didn’t feel right.

“Mc..?”

Lucifer felt anxiety begin to crawl its way up his throat, making it hard to swallow. He mumbled a spell and snapped his fingers, allowing a roaring fire to be lit in the hearth once again. The moment light flooded through the room, Lucifer gasped, immediately closing his eyes and shaking his head.

No...No, this couldn’t be happening.

Not again.

He snapped his eyes back open, darting his gaze around the upturned room. A sconce was torn clean off his wall and shattered on the floor, and the adjacent wardrobe door was left hanging by only one hinge. Multiple items had been swiped off of the nightstand on your side of the bed, scatted haphazardly across the floor. One of which was a photo of you and his brothers- the glass shattered and frame contorted, as if it had been stepped on. The duvet seemed to have been gripped and dragged halfway toward one of the corners of the room, and what appeared to be splatters of blood marked up a few areas on the floor and the bed sheets.

Lucifer felt his heart jump into his throat. He had to be dreaming...Diavolo, please...this had to be a dream. His eyes, now wet with tears, frantically darted around the room, trying to find his phone. He spotted it on the floor, having been kicked just under the bed. He dove for it, shaky hands trying to dial Diavolo’s number.

The line began ringing, but before anyone could have the opportunity to pick up, Lucifer felt a large hand clamp over his mouth and yank him backwards. He struggled against what felt like the firm grasp of 3 individuals, wriggling violently in their grasp. The individuals struggled to keep him still, until a sharp pain rippled through his neck. He roared into their hands, the noise muffled from the tight grip they had around his mouth.

“Lucifer..?” Diavolo yawned into the phone, curiosity piqued in his voice. “Why are you calling so late?”

He tried to make loud enough sounds for Diavolo to hear and continued to writhe, trying desperately to get out of their grasp. One of the individuals picked up the phone, hanging up the line before turning their eyes to Lucifer. He glared at them, nose turning in a snarl as they locked eyes.

Uriel.

“Give him another dose.”

Before Lucifer could process what they had said, another sharp pain was sent rippling through his neck. He tried to yell- to call out to one of his brothers for help- but his ability to speak began to fade as he felt his face go numb. The other hands dropped from his mouth, feeling that he would no longer be able to use his voice. His vision blurred, distorting the image of Uriel gripping his cheeks.

“Your compliance in this process will make it less painful for you.”

Another sharp pain was sent through his neck, causing Lucifer to whimper. He blinked, trying desperately to keep his eyes open as his brain begged him for sleep. He was dropped to the floor with a thud, and his legs were taken up as the other individuals dragged him back toward a portal in the corner of the room where the duvet had been dragged toward. He was uncertain how he hadn’t heard them open the portal, or walk through it at that rate, but at this point he couldn’t even focus on how or why the Seraphim had gotten into his room.

All he knew is that they had taken you, and he needed to protect you.

He gritted his teeth, pushing his demon form through in desperation. He tried to beat his wings against the floor, trying to make as much noise as possible to alert his brothers to what was happening.

A final sharp pain went through the muscles on his neck as he tried to yell out for Mammon. The noise only came out as a breathy whine, as his eyes finally drifted slowly closed.

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As he shuffled out of his clothes and worked on rapidly putting on his jeans, Simeon dialed Lucifer’s number.

The line rang, but there was no answer.

He dialed again.

and again.

The line continued to go to voicemail on every attempt. Simeon cursed under his breath, not knowing if Lucifer wasn’t answering because it was him, or because he couldn’t.

He switched tactics, checking his watch to see the vibrant numbers spelling 3:33AM shining accusingly back at him. He shook his head. There’s no way any of his brothers would be awake right now, so he better try all of them.

First he dialed Levi, who was the most likely to have been awake at this hour, who’s phone rang a few times and then went to voicemail- likely having just collapsed with fatigue. Next he tried Mammon, who’s phone went straight to voicemail, probably as a result of the phone being dead and him forgetting to charge it. He then tried Satan, then Asmo, then Beel- all having rung and went straight to voicemail.

He swore aggressively, kicking over the nightstand in his room. Were all of these fuckers able to sleep through anything?!

He finally sighed, dialing Belphie’s number. He had given up before the phone even finished ringing, figured he’d have to go directly to the HOL and wake them all up himself. To his shock, he picked up, and Belphie’s gruff, sleepy voice groaned through the line.

“Whaaaaaat?”

“Belphie!” Simeon nearly screamed in the phone, causing the sleepy demon to groan again.

“Hey, take it easy.” Belphie yawned through his words. “Don’t you know what time it is, Simeon?”

“Yes, I know! But please, just listen!” Simeon snapped, his frantic voice finally making Belphie pay more attention.

“What’s the matter?”

“Can you check on Mc and Lucifer?” He panted, twisting his body through his shirt while trying to keep the phone pressed to his ear.

“What?” Belphie’s voice was more alert now, anxiety becoming apparent in his tone. “Why? Did something happen?”

“Just do it!” Simeon snapped, trying to balance on one leg as he pulled his boots over his feet. He shifted to the next one as he heard Belphie hurriedly pull himself out of bed and speedwalk down the hallway.

There was a pause after he heard Belphie knock on Lucifer’s door. Simeon gulped freezing in a position with one boot on.

“Lucifer? Mc?” Belphie called to them, knocking again.

Another pause.

“Simeon, It’s nearly 4am. They’re probably sleeping. Can you please tell me what’s-”

“Go in. See if they’re there.” Simeon rasped out, not realizing how close he was to a full-blown panic attack.

“Simeon, come on-”

“JUST DO IT.” He yelled into the phone.

“Jeeze, Alright!” Belphie snapped back, then mumbled grievances about Simeon’s volume under his breath while he jiggled the handle on the door.

Simeon heard a creak in the floor as he awaited Belphie’s response and snapped his attention toward the doorway. Luke was standing there anxiously watching him.

“I-I called Barbatos. He told us to come to the castle immediately and that he’d wake up Diavolo and call Solomon.” He squeaked out through tears.

Simeon gave him a weak smile. “Good job. Now go get dressed, we’ll be leaving in a moment.”

“Mc, Lucifer..? Simeon’s on the phone and- W-what the fuck!?” Belphie’s panicked yell from the other side of the line jolted Simeon’s attention back to the phone.

“What is it?”

“Simeon, what’s going on?!” Belphie’s voice was firm and laced with worry.

Simeon swore under his breath, realizing that he was already too late. “Get your brothers and come to the castle. Now. I’ll explain when you get there.”

Belphie attempted to ask another question but Simeon hung up on him, finishing lacing his boots and rushing to Meet Luke, who was haphazardly dressed and waiting by the front door.

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daddyissues133 · 2 years

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Be Quiet For Me, Will Ya?/SteveHarringtonxFemReader

Rating: 18+

Warning: drugged characters, blood, gore

Tags: smut, oral sex, fingering, hand jobs, bathroom sex, etc

Authors note: Hello everyone!! this is my favorite oneshot i've written, so enjoy! and yes I do find it hot when guys are all bloody and hurt. You should too. also if any of you would like to request a oneshot or story you can, its in my bio if you want to request something, xoxo daddyissues133

My worst fear was being trapped in a small room with a lot of people, and what happened? That exact thing. I was trapped in a small room with two drugged people, Robin and Steve, my two co-workers. Not to mention the other two kids that were there. Dustin and Erica. And we were here to save Robin and Steve, since they saved us. “What do we do?” Dustin asked me, as I sank to the floor. “I have no fucking clue” I responded. “Great” Erica replied, while Dustin threw his arms up in the air. “Wait! Dustin, do you still have that pocket knife?” I asked eagerly for the answer. “Yeah, here” Dustin added, handing me the knife. I cut the rope tying Robin and Steve together. They were still passed out, but when they wake up they’ll be on cloud 9.

“Where are we?” Robin asked, looking around, blood dripping from her forehead. “Were below the mall” Erica shouted out, waking up Steve. Blood dripped from his mouth and on his forehead a big gash appeared. “Oh god” I groaned, ripping a piece of fabric from my shirt. I dabbed the piece of fabric on Steve’s mouth and forehead, Dustin followed the same thing but on Robin. Ripping up a part of his shirt and dabbing it on Robin’s forehead. “Shit” Dustin exclaimed, as Robin spit out gushing blood. “Hey, y/n” Steve smirked, hazily. I smiled and said “hi Steve, looks like someone isn’t being mean for once.” Steve frowned and replied “I’m only ever mean to people I like.” The color from my face disappeared. I was confused, so I looked at Dustin, but he was occupied with Robin. She was rambling about nonsense. And as for Erica she was sleeping in the corner.

I helped Steve to stand up and he leaned against me, making me almost topple over. Just because I hated Steve doesn’t mean he didn’t need help. “Dustin? You got robin?” I asked him, he nodded as I looked behind me to see Dustin helping Robin up. “ERICA” I shouted, she immediately woke up and looked around. Groaning, she stood up and walked out of the basement of the Starcourt mall with the rest of us. We all walked up the stairs with random sayings from Steve and Robin like “I used to pick my nose” and “y/n you're really pretty.” That last one was from Steve. I shrugged it off, as I helped him up into the hallway that led to Scoops Ahoy. Once we got there, Dustin and I set both Robin and Steve on the ground behind the counter. Erica stood behind me and Dustin. “Ill take Robin to the bathroom to get sobered up while you take Steve” winked Dustin. “Um okay” I replied and helped Steve up. His bruised eye slowly opened, but instead of looking at anyone else, as we walked to the bathrooms away from Dustin, he kept his eyes on me the whole time. He was much taller than me and literally limping and putting all his weight on my left side.

Once we got to the bathrooms I set Steve down and I started ringing paper towels under cold water. “I really did mean what I said back there” Steve muttered, laughing hysterically. I turned towards him and furrowed my brows “sure, Steve.” “I’m serious, I mean I am on truth serum” Steve responded, and suddenly it all made sense. The constant teasing about the way I looked and the way I acted was all now a lie? I mean I was definitely kinding, I was only making fun of Steve because he was doing it back, but I’ve literally had a crush on him since forever. “So you do actually like me?” I asked, now that I realized the serum should be wearing off. I then dabbed the cold paper towel on Steve’s eye, forehead and mouth.

Our eyes locked and suddenly the serum was wearing off “what are you doing?” Steve asked, glaring at me. “Well there’s Steve again” I said frowning, passing him the paper towels to do it himself. I waited in the big stall till he was done. But then suddenly he entered the big stall and sat down across from me. “What exactly did I say?” he asked, looking sorrowful. I responded with “you said you liked me, is that true? I mean you were on truth serum for fucks sake. I mean I don’t like you, but do you like me?” I rambled on, but Steve seemed to be interested in it. “I like you, y/n” Steve said, finally. My face dropped.

“What?” I asked, but before I knew it Steve leaned into me and kissed me, grabbing both sides of my face to keep my head in place. He pulled away and sighed. “Does that prove anything?” Steve asked me, and a blush krept against my face. The taste of blood consumed my mouth, but I didn’t care. “Whatever, I knew you didn’t feel the same way” Steve said, looking down at the floor. But I crawled over to him “look up” I said, and Steve looked at me. I grabbed the sides of his face like mine and I kissed him so hard I thought his lips would start bleeding again. Steve deepened the kiss by holding the sides of my face, and my hands tangled up in his golden locks. I’ve dreamed about touching his hair, but not in a creepy way, in a romantic way. The more we kissed the more I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.

Our lips synced together, smashing together every other second. I loved kissing him. I could kiss him forever and never be tired of it. I pulled away and muttered “I want you.” Steve looked at me with wide eyes. “Are you sure, because I want you too but if you're not up for Mr Harrington that’s fine” I rolled my eyes and kissed Steve. “I really do want you” I replied. “Okay” Steve responded before letting me down on the bathroom floor. Steve started by kissing my jawline and working his way down to my neck, sucking on the skin as he went, then he worked his way to my collar bone where I suddenly let out a moan, and arched my back slightly.

“You like that?” Steve asked, pulling apart from my collar bone. I nodded lazily. Steve smirked and continued to kiss my collar bone. Everything I’ve ever said about Steve was all a lie now. I really like him. Now here we are about to fuck on the bathroom floor of starcourt mall. Steve motioned to my torn shirt and I nodded, instantly he slid off my shirt and unclasped my bra. His mouth fell open at the sight of my breasts. Now I felt extremely awkward, but I kept going along. Steve’s fingers lingered around one of my breasts and I nodded my head looking at the ceiling. Steve’s palm latched onto my breasts and massaged them, as he kissed my lips, blood seeping into my mouth.

I didn’t mind. I wanted more from Steve so I slid off Steve’s uniform top and saw his abs, they weren’t toned but not super flabby. His chest was hairy, but for god sakes it's the 80’s. I love every inch of Steve no matter what. Not that has to do with anything, but I started to kiss his shoulders , but every time I tried he would push me back softly and say “let me take care of you” and I’d let him. After Steve was done with my breast after palming them, squeezing my nipples and such, his kisses worked all the way down to my stomach. Steve slid down my pants so they pooled at my ankles. Steve then started kissing the insides of my thighs planting love marks all over me. He likes to watch me squirm apparently, since every time I do he holds me in place. Which makes me moan even louder than before. “Be quiet for me, will ya y/n?” I nodded as best as I could, but pleasure was consuming me minute by minute.

Then out of nowhere, two fingers plunged right into me, my underwear being pushed to the side. Steve worked his two thick fingers in and out of my dripping core. Each thrust was deeper and faster, just the way I like it. Steve grunted at the sounds I was making, which made me moan just as much. I clenched around his fingers as I started to climax, my stomach forming into knots and then suddenly I released all over Steve’s fingers, but that didn’t stop him. He stuck the juiced fingers in his mouth, then bent down between my legs and sucked and licked all the liquids I released. As Steve swiped along my slit I moaned so loud, Dustin and Robin could probably hear me. Steve covered my mouth and kept it there as he finished cleaning me up.

Once he was finished, he wasn’t done yet. He unbuttoned his pants and slid down his underpants, his cock stuck out like a sore thumb. I sat up and spit on my palm and wrapped my hand around his tip then worked my way to his base. Massaging his cock as I went, Steve’s head fell back, and I grinned. After I was done with that and Steve was all warmed up to fuck me, I laid back down on the ground and waited for Steve to put on the condom that “magicaly” appeared in his pocket. After he slid it on, he slipped inside me, slow and steady at first. It stung, not even gonna sugar coat it. Then Steve started thrusting at a speed that was indescribable. And I enjoyed it. Then Steve pulled out suddenly, I was confused so I opened my eyes and he said “turn around on your hands and knees.” I obeyed and did just that.

Steve started once more, slipping inside me. He began thrusting slow and steady then thrusting as fast and hard as he possibly could. I clenched around his huge cock and realized I was getting close so I told Steve that, and he nodded, going faster and this time rubbing my clit in fast, smooth circles. I felt overstimulated, but seconds later I had cum all over Steve’s cock and moments later Steve released as well, his thrusts became sloppy, as he pulled out. Huffing and puffing, we both laid there still as could be. Until we realized Dustin and Robin. We both raced to get our clothes on and everything, making sure we looked exactly like we did before. Then I looked up at Steve as he looked in the mirror fixing his hair that I pulled at, and kissed him on the cheek before heading out the door.

As me and Steve walked back to scoops ahoy we were both silent, then Dustin shouted as we entered the building “you guys fucked didn’t you?” A blush crept across my face as Steve responded “yup, Henderson, You owe me 10 bucks.” Dustin and Steve laughed as I sat by Erica who was passed out and Robin who was on the verge of sleep. After a while of talking and such it was time to go home, well for now at least. Before long something tragic would happen here. We just didn’t know it yet.

#stranger things smut #stranger things s4 #stranger things #stranger things season four #steve x reader #steve harrington #steve stranger things #x reader #smut oneshot #smut fic

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Stockroom Antics - Chapter 16

Maria had changed jobs numerous times over the last five years, more to keep herself safe than anything else. Her mother had told her she was a fairy but she thought it was just her mom being weird. Honestly, though, she had no other way of explaining what had happened to her that stormy day before she'd gone into a coma for two weeks.

Please don't take my work. I'll post warnings for each chapter. Will probably be 18+ I haven't decided yet!

Word Count: 2437

Pairing eventually Dean Winchester x OC

Warnings: Angst

A/N: This one's written a little differently than my last one. Let me know what you think. It's the first time I've tried this type of writing. Chapters will alternate viewpoints as well. I also looked into an actual area so this one could feel more realistic. This one is taking on a life of it's own in a turn I hadn't anticipated, so adding a new tag.

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They watched at first as she walked past Sam and out of her room, following the dragon, and then looked at each other. Both were too confused to say a word out loud, but their expressions to each other said more than words could have.

She was already in the kitchen making some coffee when they joined her, the dragon sitting on the bench seat at the table. At least the dragon wasn’t on the kitchen table. They were relieved she was awake and even seemed to be in a better mood than the previous day. However, now they’d have to try to dig into her personal life to find out where the dragon came from.

“So, uh… a dragon?” Sam asked, sitting down on the opposite side of the kitchen table, watching the dragon with both curiosity and worry.

“Yeah. I’m not sure what her name is yet,” she replied as she leaned against the counter, waiting for the coffee to brew.

“Where’d it come from?” Dean asked, sitting on the same side as his brother. He sounded gruffer than he wanted to.

The little dragon looked from her and over to Dean, closing its mouth and tilting its head like it was thinking or wanting to say something. The brothers thought that was weird. Dragons couldn’t talk, could they? “From the dimension where Pari live,” she answered, watching the interaction.

“How’d it get here?” Sam asked, looking from the dragon to her.

“Well, the, uh…” she paused momentarily as if she was thinking, “Astaria, another Pair. She told me.”

She was being short with her answers, and it was slightly frustrating both of them. The coffee finished a moment later, so she poured herself a cup and sat next to the dragon, who looked like a happy puppy when she sat down. Watching her pet the thing had them slightly speechless.

“Could you give us a little more details?” Sam asked her, attempting to coax her to talk.

“Will it help you with this case?” she asked nonchalantly, not looking up from the dragon.

Dean sighed, all those emotions washing over him again. He was mentally kicking himself for telling her that she was just a case. The moment he felt the heartbreak, the dragon looked at him, its mouth closed, its head tilted. She followed its gaze, and her deep, dark blue eyes met his green ones, causing his breath to hitch in his chest.

“Yes, it will help with the case,” Sam answered her, watching the interaction as his thoughts pieced things together. That dragon knew something, and Sam could see that.

She looked over at Sam, giving him a friendly smile, “Okay,” she began, shrugging her shoulders a bit. “I dream about another place sometimes, since my accident. I never interacted with anyone or anything there before. Well, at least not until last night. Another Pari, Astaria, greeted me, and we talked about stuff. But I never got the chance to ask her how to stay safe from the King of Hell. The dragon is my familiar. Apparently, all Pari have them. Oh, and she can travel between the two dimensions.”

That was something new that they didn’t know, “So, the dragon is gonna be staying?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked back down at it. He noticed how it was still watching Dean. When he looked at his brother, he saw how Dean was now staring at it again.

“Yeah, but she’s harmless. I think. I mean, she seems like she’s okay with both of you. I’m pretty sure if she felt either of you was some sort of threat, she wouldn’t be so calm,” she explained, rubbing the dragon’s chin, which made it almost look as though it was smiling, like when you rub a cat’s jawline.

She sipped her coffee as the brothers contemplated what to say. The dragon looked at them, sometimes focusing more on Dean than Sam. It also looked up at her, to which she reached down and petted it, almost seeming to do it absentmindedly.

“I’m gonna get some dinner,” Dean said, needing to attempt to focus on something other than her and that dragon. The way it kept looking at him made him think that it knew something. Dragons couldn’t be that smart, could they? The only dragons they dealt with had a human form, and this one, so far, didn’t.

He’d made burgers the day before and didn’t want to make the same thing again, so he rooted around in the freezer and fridge, deciding to just make eggs, bacon, and toast for dinner. Dean was already having a hard time focusing, and this would be simple to make and require less concentration.

The little dragon turned so that it could watch him cook. At first, she didn’t seem to notice, as she was paying more attention to Sam, “I’m pretty sure she’ll let you pet her,” she told Sam, then sipped her coffee.

“Not sure I’m ready to take that leap of faith,” he chuckled, “We’ve dealt with dragons before, only those weren’t very nice.”

She tilted her head a bit, puzzled, “You mean, there are dragons here too?”

Sam chuckled again, “There were a couple, but they had human forms. They weren’t very nice either. That dragon doesn’t look like they did. She’s much smaller.”

When Dean started cooking the bacon, the little dragon flew over to the center island in the kitchen, wanting to get closer and see what he was doing. It walked to the corner and sat down, tilting its head so it could see better.

“Dean…” Sam said, concerned, watching the dragon.

“What?” he asked, not turning around.

“Dude, turn around,” Sam replied, a mix of worry and frustration.

Dean turned around and instantly saw the little dragon there. He only partially jumped but looked at the dragon curiously for a moment. His mind was already thinking a million miles a minute. The little dragon definitely knew something, and he was sure of it.

“You want a piece of bacon?” he asked it, smiling a little and chuckling.

The little dragon opened its mouth, getting a bit excited, causing all three of them to watch it, although Dean almost laughed. Once he cooked the first set, he blew on one of them, cooling it off as he held it between his fingers. The little dragon began to get more excited, dancing around a little bit.

Dean walked over to it, holding the bacon between his fingers. He felt a mixture of worry that it might take his fingers off with the bacon, but at the same time, he wasn’t afraid of it. The little dragon did its best to sit still, seeing Dean’s discomfort. He slowly reached out with the bacon, and to his surprise, the little dragon was very gentle when it took it out of his fingers. The little dragon sat back on its haunches, using its front feet/hands to hold the piece of bacon and eat it. Dean chuckled and reached out to it, slowly. When his hand got close to its head, the little dragon nudged its head against the palm of his hand and purred a little. Dean smiled and felt a warmth move through his body. It was odd but not uncomfortable.

“Well, at least she likes you,” Maria said, seeming slightly puzzled by their interaction.

“She is kinda cute,” he chuckled, then went back to cooking.

She looked somewhat perplexed, watching how the dragon had interacted with Dean, but she didn’t say anything. Sam watched the whole interaction and glanced occasionally at Maria. He had a suspicion that the dragon knew something about Dean.

“What’s her name?” Sam asked Maria.

Before she could remind Sam that she didn’t know, Dean spoke up without turning around, “Bubbles.”

Maria furrowed her brow, even more puzzled than before, “That’s not her name. When her and I can communicate telepathically, she’ll tell me,” she answered, glaring slightly at Dean.

The little dragon looked between Dean and Maria, then ate the last bite of the bacon it had, licking its “fingers”.

“You’ll be able to talk to it, telepathically?” Sam asked, confused and intrigued.

She looked over at him, “That’s what Astaria said anyway.”

Sam could tell she wasn’t telling him everything, and he wasn’t sure just how hard or far he could push to get more answers from her. “Did she say when you’d be able to do that?” he asked, trying to push but not too hard.

“As my bond with the dragon grows,” she answered, then looked at the dragon, who was still watching Dean cook, “Although she didn’t say how to make it grow.”

Dean finished cooking right around that time, bringing three plates to the table and setting one down for each of them. He’d considered arguing with her earlier when she said the dragon's name wasn’t Bubbles. He didn’t know how he knew that. He just did. So, he just stayed quiet, listening to her and Sam’s conversation.

The little dragon flew over and sat next to Maria, on its haunches with its front feet on the edge of the table, looking between the three of them.

“I think she wants some more bacon,” Dean chuckled, reaching for a slice on his plate.

She looked down at the dragon and handed it a piece of bacon off her plate, which the dragon took and ate with more manners than any of them had expected.

The brothers were lost in thought, although on different topics. Sam had suspicions about Dean being Maria’s soulmate, which would make sense as to why he’d been feeling the way he had and why the dragon seemed interested in him. Even if they hadn’t found much more information on soulmates regarding how it worked with Pari or those who didn’t believe in soulmates.

Dean, though, was doing everything he could not to get lost in Maria’s eyes, even if she wasn’t really looking at him. He also wasn’t sure how he knew what the dragon's name was or why. When that question had been asked, the image of bubbles flashed through his mind. The little dragon was cute and seemed far more intelligent than any creature he’d dealt with before, while it still acted like a kitten or puppy at times. The mixture of that was something he found intriguing.

They still weren’t any closer to figuring out how to keep her safe from Crowley, or so they thought. Dinner was eaten mostly in silence. Maria didn’t even say anything about how the meal tasted. However, she did use her powers to clean up after dinner.

“Did you uh… still want that tour?” Sam asked her, feeling bad they hadn’t given her one the day before.

She looked up at him, taking her attention from the dragon, “I guess so,” she replied, almost as if she didn’t care either way.

Sam sighed, “Whenever you’re ready.” She gave him a small smile, “I guess now would be fine.”

The little dragon looked between her and Sam, tilting its head, then looked over at Dean and back at her. Dean was the only one who noticed, though. She got up after Sam and followed him out of the kitchen, using her powers to make a flannel appear on her, although it was left unbuttoned. The dragon didn’t follow her, though. It hopped up on the table and looked at Dean.

“What’s up?” he asked it after they left the kitchen.

An image of two people holding hands appeared in his head, making him sit back a bit.

“Pretty sure she doesn’t even like me,” he told it.

The little dragon tilted its head again. Then, an image of two people hugging came to his mind, making him chuckle.

“You’re gonna have to convince her,” he sighed and looked toward the opening of the kitchen, “I messed up, told her she was just a case.” He was still kicking himself for that one.

The little dragon shook its head, almost like it was trying to disagree with him on that statement, which made him chuckle a little.

Another image of two people sitting and talking came to his mind, but there was no sound.

Again, Dean chuckled and looked back at the dragon, “You convince her to do that, and I’ll talk to her.”

He could have sworn he saw the little dragon roll its eyes, but he didn’t want to read more into it than he already was. The fact that it seemed as though he was talking to a dragon was weird enough.

Sam walked her through the bunker, showing her the different facilities. He even tried to talk to her, but she didn’t seem to be up to talking much. Halfway back toward the war room, he finally decided to ask her.

“So, I read what we had on Pari. It’s not much. Do you believe in the soulmate thing?” he managed to come off nonchalantly as if it was no big deal.

She shrugged, “Before last night, no, I didn’t believe in it. I’m still having a hard time thinking it’s even a thing. That kind of stuff only happens in fairy tales, not real life,” she answered fairly plainly.

“Then I take it you’re going to try exhausting yourself, to awaken your powers?” he asked, glancing over at her as they walked.

“It seems the easiest way to go about it. Not like there’s anyone here skilled enough to cast any of those spells,” she shrugged, “Besides, I’m just a case to you guys. I’ll figure it out.”

Sam sighed. He realized just how badly that statement from the day before had affected her, “I’m sorry I said that. We normally don’t end up in this kind of situation.” She glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow, “What do you mean, this kind of situation?”

“One where a case involves either of us as in-depth as this one apparently does,” he chuckled, thinking back to how amusing he’d found his brother the night before.

“Not sure how that’s funny,” she mumbled, watching where she was walking now.

“Sorry. I’m not laughing at you,” he replied, then got an idea, “Why don’t the three of us sit down tonight, have a few drinks, and we all get to know each other?”

For a bit, she stayed quiet, seeming to be in her thoughts. Just as they entered the war room, she finally answered him, “I guess so…” She didn’t sound too convincing, though, at least not to him.

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daughter-of-melpomene · 4 months

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"books mean more to me than people anyway" for Enola Holmes

Thank you so much for this!! (And I'm also gonna tag @auxiliarydetective since she's Enola's biggest fan. <3)

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"Ah, Miss Holmes, here you are."

At the sudden sound of a voice, Enola's head snapped up, her eyes darting to where the source of the sound seemed to be coming from. She found Captain Nemo standing in the doorway of the Nautilus's library, watching her where she sat with a thick book in her lap, an amused twinkle in his eyes.

"Captain," Enola greeted, then looked around her, attempting to locate any clocks that might be nearby. "I apologize if you were looking for me."

"Not to worry, Miss Holmes," the captain replied, stepping futher into the library with his hands behind his back. "There was no pressing matter you were needed for. It was only that young Mister Sawyer became rather anxious when you did not make yourself known for three hours."

"Three hours?" Enola exclaimed with surprise, her eyes widening. She quickly closed the book in her lap, setting it on a nearby desk made of polished wood. "I am terribly sorry if I worried anyone, Captain, it's only that..." She smiled sheepishly. "Well, your library is just so lovely."

And it truly was, especially for a library in a submersible. The room itself was not terribly large, but it was very elegant, made up of the same polished and pale stone and metal as the rest of the ship. Thick, dark carpets with intricately woven silver patterns lay underfoot, a reading corner with overstuffed white and grey armchairs, one of which Enola currently sat in, a few writing desks made of pale wood scattered throughout, and most importantly, the three rows of white-painted shelves absolutely stuffed with books of all kinds. Many of them where written in either Hindi, Tamil, or Urdu, none of which Enola spoke, but the selections she had found in English had all proven to be amazing reading - which she supposed was the reason she'd lost so much time in this room.

"It is completely alright, child," Nemo assured her, smiling gently as he came to sit in the armchair across from her. He folded his hands in his lap and regarded her with his usual calm, kind gaze. "I confess, I have often spent many an hour here myself, forgetting the rest of the world." The captain's smile grew more amused. "Though I greatly enjoy spending time with my crew, I admit I have often found books to be better companions than people."

Enola let out a small laugh. "I am much the same, Captain. It... may be a mark against my character to say so, but I find that books mean more to me than people, anyway."

"Oh?" Nemo replied, tilting his head to the side slightly. Enola felt a bit of a blush working its way up her neck for a moment, but it quickly receded once she realized that Nemo looked genuinely curious rather than judgmental. "And why is that, may I ask?"

"You may," Enola answered on pure mannerly instinct, before pausing and taking a moment to think about how to phrase her answer. She knew her own mind and reasons, of course, but it wasn't as if anyone had ever asked her to explain her devoted attachment to books, and she suspected it was because no one had ever quite cared to know the answer. Even Sherlock and Mycroft, as much as they had always attempted to connect with her, had never bothered to ask why she so loved to sit for hours with her nose in a book on the ancient Grecian militaries or a tomb containing old Irish folktales.

It made her incredibly happy, that she was know around people who cared about her enough to ask things like this. Which was why she wanted to give Captain Nemo the best answer she could.

"I believe... I believe it's because books are much easier to read than people," Enola said after she thought she had properly formatted her response. "People are rather easy for me to read, of course, but there are still layers of body language and facial movements and the state of one's clothes to sift through before I have a hope of knowing about someone. Books are so much more open - even in a novel, where there is often some element of surprise to be had, whatever secrets and meaning are there to be found are printed plainly on the page. There is no analyzing when it comes to books; you need only open their covers, and any secrets they might have are offered up to you directly."

A faint flush on her cheeks, and knowing she was about to reveal something very vulnerable to the man sitting across from her, Enola met Captain Nemo's eyes. "I suppose... I suppose I've always enjoyed that. Getting to experience the same amount of information as anyone else reading a book. To feel normal, if even just a little bit."

Finished her confession, Enola bit her lip and stared down at the clasped hands in her lap, and for a moment, silence settled over the library - not an uncomfortable one, but one of processing and understanding. When eventually she looked back up, Captain Nemo was looking directly at her, his eyes warm and kind.

"Miss Holmes," he said. "If you would allow, I would very much like to stay and read alongside you for a while. Perhaps we may learn some openly-offered secrets together."

Warmth rising in her chest, Enola beamed. "I would like that very much, Captain. Very much."

But, she thought to herself as the captain rose and wandered into the shelves, she liked people wanting to understand her the way she and her brothers understood everyone else much better.

#asks about my ocs #oc writing #ch: enola holmes #oc: enola holmes #fic: everything i wanted

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minheeskitten · 5 months

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Why do you not like detrans people?

They’re just people living their lives like you who mistakenly thought they were trans at one point there are plenty who aren’t anti trans and still believe being transgender is a real thing.

This ask is referencing my 'Anti-trans/detrans DNI' boundary.

Why do I not want detrans on my blog?

Thank you for asking. I am hoping you asked this in a good faith. If you didn't. Then get off my page and block me.

Simply put; I do not want fetishizers or conservatives on my page. This is a safe space for me. They are unsafe.

That's your TLDR. Please do read everything.

Tws for below cut: Suicide mentions. Self Harm Mentions. Detrans fetish/kink mentions.

See, I've also mentioned in the same post you found this info out in, that this blog is my safe space.

I am Trans. I am transitioning. I do not want to detransition and anyone who would fetishize it or try to force me into it, would make this space not safe for me.

And i made this blog to be my safe space. My space to be myself. So I set the rules of who i want interacting or not.

I never said i didn't like the kind ones who don't really bring it up. The ones who quietly turned back on their transition. Or the ones who were trans but didn't do anything more than test out a name before deciding it wasn't right.

However. I do dislike the ones who are pushy about it. Or fetishize it.

My stance on them is: 'Do Not Fetishize Forcing Me To Be Something I Am Not' and 'Do Not Try To Force Me To Stop Being Trans'

I am all for gender experimentation. Fuck yeah, find out who you are! Experiment with that gender.

Since this is a space for me; I do not want anyone to come talk to me about detransitioning. I am not a safe space for those who are detrans to talk about their experiences.

I am glad there are ones who aren't anti-trans. Because there are far too many who detransition and then become anti-trans.

Not all of them are anti trans. But there is significant enough overlap that i am uncomfortable with them near me, since it can be hard to know who is and who isn't right off the bat.

Now, i recognize they are human. They could have figured out they disliked identifying the way they thought they wanted to. However.

Don't say transitioning is a mistake. Do not come onto my blog and say this to me again. Ever. I will block because of that sort of ask.

Wanna know why i take offense to this? Read the next few sentences. Carefully.

Transitioning has literally saved my life.

If i was not trans. I would be dead. By my own hand.

If i see someone trying to force detrans onto me. I may partake in harmful behavior for my physical and mental health.

I already suffer enough as it is, thank you.

I have nothing against the ones who transitioned and went 'oh this isn't me' and went back.

I strongly dislike those who fetishize detransitioning or try to force others to detransition.

Because that ideology would be my death

I don't want people bringing detrans ideas into my asks/notes. For my own mental health and well-being.

If they aren't one of the ones who would force it on me, they're chill. If they do not reblog or post detrans content, they can vibe with me.

But, as a preventative measure, i will block anyone who posts detrans content.

So that tumblr doesn't try to recommend me those tags. So that i don't have to worry about followers of mine being rude about me being Trans. So i do not have to see content that i do not enjoy seeing.

If i excluded only those who fetishize and force it on others, they would get very rude about me wanting them to not interact.

And then they would send threats and be all sorts of toxic. And i cannot handle that. This is a measure to keep myself safe.

It is simply safer to have them all avoid interacting, than to have to try and block every single one of them who pops up.

Every time i see 'detrans kink' i die a little inside. Because half the time. Its non fucking consensual.

Yes i do enjoy a little non-con. But not when it comes to my gender. Not when they force me to be something i am not.

Yeah i can block the tag. But that means i have to block every iteration of said tag.

Which is not feasible for me, or anyone.

Kindly respect my wishes. Because it literally keeps me alive, to avoid them.

It is a personal choice, that i made, to keep myself safe.

A choice i made to curate my experience on the internet. Which i suggest you do as well. After all, that is how it was meant to be used.

Hopefully you understand what i mean. As well as why i do not want them interacting.

If you have any follow up questions. Ask nicely, and in good faith. Any asks i receive that i believe are not made in good faith, i will block and delete.

Thank you for reading this post.

#talks <3 #info!#asks <3 #anons <3 #hall of shame <3

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