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YAWNETU
CHAPTER 9
Tonowari x Ronal x Na’vi!Reader
Summary: With her arrival in Awa’atlu, reader seeks to find a sanctuary for her family, one that she may find in two particular individuals
Warnings: Mentions war, Pregnancy, Mean dad
Word count: 5.5k
A/N: thank you for those who have been patient with me! I know i abandoned you all for a bit but here’s chapter 9, i might rewrite it since the first bit seems a bit rushed but let me know what you guys think!
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The Metkayina pair became good mates for her, they were understanding, loving, protective, everything she had ever hoped for in the past, a dream she once had that now became a reality.
Tonowari hunted for the rarest of pearls outside the reef and crafted pretty necklaces and beaded tops for his new wife, his love was more physical, he enjoyed creating new clothes and loved decorating ___’s hair with small shells and sea glass, his wives only deserved the best after all.
Ronal showed her loved in different ways though, she cooked for the growing family, took care of any wounds, accompanied ___ wherever she went and taught her all she knew about being a Tsahík in hopes that she can learn and become one herself in the future.
Together the three thrived and eventually moved into one large marui with the perfect view of the sunset and sunrise each and every day. The house had much more space for their children too, who were all growing as the years went on, there were even new additions to the family, such as Tsireya, their first daughter and Ronal’s second born.
___ often thought about having more children, but birthing twins, especially in the circumstance she was in, was enough to put her off for a while. But with her new happy family, she continues to ponder what it would be like, she now lives in a more stable environment with mates who adore her and her boys so it was only right for her to think.
“Yawnetu, what is on your mind?”
Tonowari glanced up from the net he was weaving, cocking his head to the side and blinking, usually at this time of the day his wife would be chattering away about what she has been up to while he was hunting, but alas he was met with silence most of the evening. It was obvious something else took up her thoughts, and he wanted to get to the bottom of it.
Snapping her head towards her husband, a purple hue took over ___’s pretty face “I am sorry, what was it you said? I was not paying attention”
Tonowari chuckled and put down the unfinished net, getting on his hands and feet and shuffling quickly next to her, cupping her face. “I know you were not, that is why I asked what you were thinking of” he leaned in and brushed his nose against hers, foreheads connecting.
___’s slightly larger ears twitched at his words, eyes widening, should she tell him?
Just as she was about to open her mouth loud shouting echoed from outside the marui, interrupting the couple peace. Tonowari leaned back and sighed, eyes closing and a hand coming to rub his temple, what could be causing such a racket late into the evening?
As the shouting drew closer it was clear to make out the voices and words, the concern that once appeared in ___’s yellow orbs died down into amusement.
“No! That is mine! I will tell sa’nu!”
“She will agree with me anyway, you must share! It is not fair you get to have this all day!” Two young na’vi scrambled into the hut, bickering and sticking tongues out at each other. One held an akula toy made out of mangrove wood, waving it around like a prize he had won. “Sa’nu! Tell this skxawng to share!”
Syatxì pouted at his greener brother, glaring daggers into bluer eyes, his yellow gaze fell onto his mother who hid a laugh behind her hand, frowning even more at the lack of help. “Mama, tell him off!” he pointed a finger at Ao’nung who stuck his tongue out once more.
“Now why must your mother solve all of your problems?” Tonowari stood up and crossed his arms, analysing his sons who quickly stood to attention. “You two are warriors are you not?”
“Srane!”
“Then you must fight your own battles. Your mother should not be doing so, instead of her looking after you, you must look after her” the boys were fast to nod intently, taking in the words like it was a quest they must complete, and in a way it was. “Warriors do not depend on the fight of others, you must think for yourselves, what would better the situation -“
“Tonowari” Another figure emerged from the entrance to their home, walking inside with the steps of a leader, behind her skipped in another two smaller figures, peaking out between the Tsahìk’s legs. “Must you do this now?” Ronal huffed and placed a few bowls down, squatting by her pile of herbs and sifting through them.
“Ronal, they need to learn”
“And they will, husband” the woman glanced up and offered a small smile, “in due time” she then moved to sit next to her wife, cupping the back of her head as an intimate gesture.
___ patted the space between her legs to offer her daughter a place to sit as the family talked, quickly getting to work adjusting her thick hair “my sons, fighting is not the answer. Sharing is what we do as a family, and Ao’nung, do not call your brother names”
It was Ao’nung’s turn to pout as his counterpart cackled in his face, snatching the akula toy and running away. “Hey!”
Happiness is simple.
That’s what ___ told herself as she watched her boys play, Sylwaì rushing to join in the fun as they soon decided to leave for the waters and explore before dinner.
Her family meant everything to her, she has a home now and has a life with people who appreciate and care for her as much as she does them. “I appreciate you both, I love you in ways i cannot express” she whispered, kissing the top of Tsireya’s head as she jumped up to follow her older brothers who called for her.
“And we love you yawnetu” Tonowari sat on her other side, kissing her shoulder. “You know, you still have not told me what was on your mind earlier, you were thinking very heavily”
“I want another child”
Ronal stopped poking the fire pit that was suspended above the water, inhaling a breath and turning her head to look at her mates with eyes that shined with growing glee. “You do?” her tail started swishing behind her, despite her best efforts to be calm and mellow.
“Srane. Maybe not right now, but at some point, I want children of your blood, and mine”
“It is decided!” The Olo’eyktan jumped and picked ___ up by the thighs, hoisting her up and she squealed, laughing at his joy. “When you are ready, we mate, again, and you will bear our next kin” he rubbed his nose against hers, placing her back on the floor by her feet.
Ronal soon joined and kissed ___’s shoulder sweetly, a small grin on her face “it was about time you said that, I was afraid ‘wari might explode otherwise”
“Ronal!”
Yes, happiness was simple.
It was times like these where Neytiri most thought of her, the beads in her hands resembled the amber of her eyes and the pattern of the bracelet reminded her of her hair.
___ never left her thoughts ever since she left all those years ago. The tsakeram has physically moved on, after her search for the women was left with no progress she decided to pray to Eywa to keep the small family of three safe on their travels to wherever they go and hope for the best. Mentally, Neytiri is sad, her heart still aches and yearns for her lost mate, and if she can turn back time she would, just to change who she was.
“What are you thinking of?” Jake put his bow away, finished with cleaning the exterior and replacing the string, his head turned towards his wife and cocked a brow, noting her silence.
“___”
Jake paused, face turning to look at the ground by his feet, ears going down, just like Neytiri he is haunted by his actions, but he tried to forget about them rather than acknowledge them. He was a brute, a shit ‘mate’ and abandoned his sons before they were even born. It’s thoughts like those that push him to step down from his mighty position as a leader, but the clan needs him, so he stays.
“I have faith that she is safe somewhere” Jake replied, nodding his head to reassure himself. ___ was strong, she would have found somewhere to be.
Neytiri sighed and tied off the bracelet, “and what if she was turned away, for her sons? What if she never found anywhere safe to begin with? what if -“ large hands cupped her face and a nose bumped hers, Jake smiled a little at her rambling, but it was a sad smile, he does not know how to answer those questions, he thinks the same as her deep down.
“The twins were born looking like true na’vi, there is no way they would find out about them without ___ saying so”
The warrior nodded her head, sighing in defeat and kissing her mates cheek, for now she would get on with her other chores, later she will ponder again. It was like a cycle she can never break out of, one that leaves her dreaming dreamless nights and going about her day on autopilot.
“Sa’nok!” Kiri jumped into her mothers lap, rushing to get away from the sticky hands of her brother, Lo’ak, who was chasing her with the intent of throwing tree sap in her hair. “Hide me from him! He will not leave me alone!”
Lo’ak roared and ran up to the pair, squealing when he was picked up and dangled upside down by his father, “Dad! Put me down!” he wriggled and tried to escape the Olo’eyktan’s firm grip.
Jake chucked and continued to gently swing him, “Kehe, what did I tell you about terrorising your sister? you worm”
“Not to do it in front of sa’nok!”
“Hey!” Jake bellowed a laugh as he put his youngest down, catching Neytiri’s judging face aimed straight at him and quickly stopped his laughing, pretending to act serious for the sake of his wife. “Kids will be kids” he shrugged, trying to play the innocent husband with a coy smile.
His wife just huffed, a grin stretching onto her face as she felt a kick in her stomach, hand instantly going to soothe the ache. “Little one wants to join in the fun, it seems”
Kiri gasped as she felt the slight pound on her back, turning to face her mothers bloated stomach and leaning down, smooshing her face against it “I want my sister out, I am tired of being the only true girl, there is only so much me and Lo’ak can talk about”
“Kiri! I am NOT a girl you turd!”
Kiri just ignored her brother in favour of focusing her attention on her new unborn sibling. “How do you know it will be a girl ‘ite?” the youngling shrugged and smiled a little.
“I just have a feeling” she sung. The marui entrance suddenly flapped open with force, another little boy rushing inside, panting slightly.
“Lo’ak! Stop running away from me!” Neteyam went and tackled him, dogpiling onto his younger brother who laughed loudly, the two wrestling for fun. Kiri snorted and rolled her eyes ‘boys’
Jake kneeled next to his mate, kissing the back of her neck and sighing quietly, his family bringing him the comfort he desperately needed, but yet he still feels incomplete. His heart yearned for the missing pieces, his missing sons and his missing mate.
One day he will find them.
A new star appeared in the sky. It was small to the naked eye, almost unnoticeable, but to someone who has studied the stars day in and day out for the past 14 years, it looked out of place, glowing brighter than the others around it, twinkling brighter and brighter as the minutes past.
“Hey” Jake nudged his wife awake from where she laid on his chest, still staring up into space. His distant look urged Neytiri to turn her head up into his line of sight, eyes widening and jaw going slack.
“No, this cannot be” In the far distance, the bright light zoomed down onto Pandora, red hot fire raging down onto the planet with a mission. Everything around the ships caught fire and the flames spread too quickly, the creatures of Pandora screeching and rushing to escape.
Neytiri ran to a higher viewpoint, jumping over logs and dodging yerik who fled in the opposite direction, a cry escaped her lips and she watched her home, once again, fall victim to the humans who once destroyed her planet in a time she thought long had past. The Na’vi crouched and sobbed, feeling the arms of her mate surrounding her who had his ears pinned back, watching the sight of the forest going up in flames.
His nightmares never seemed to end, Jake could only wonder if this was the great sorrow Moat talked about all these years ago.
A year passed from the return of the human race, the humans and na’vi who lived near hells gate moved up to the floating mountains for safety. Always preparing for war, always going to fight.
Spider was squatted over various bowls of blue paint, redoing the stripes that littered all over his body, sticking his tongue out in concentration. Behind him, Kiri worked swiftly and accurately, painting stripes in places he cannot see or reach.
“I still don’t understand why you paint yourself like this”
“I told you, it’s to blend in” Spider turned and faced the much taller girl, looking at the stripes on her body to try and mimic on his own. “When I do this, I look like one of you, the animals respect me more. Plus, I run faster”
“Sure monkey boy. The animals probably don’t want to taste the berries when they eat you” Kiri snorted, dipping her hand in more blue paint and going back to paining his biceps.
“Hey! I am na’vi, just like you” Spider scooped a large glob of paint, although still small compared to the amount Kiri had, and launched it at her face.
“Oop!”
Sudden footsteps interrupted their playful banter, little padding of feet getting closer behind the pair. “Spider! Kiri! The war party has returned! They are back! Come on! Come on!” Tuktirey rushed over and grabbed both of their arms, dragging her sister and friend along to the edge of high camp, watching as banshees shouted as they flew by and landed.
Shouting can be heard by the cliff, the evident voice of their father talking sternly to their brothers, Kirk’s ears went down and she sighed, going behind Neteyam and looking at his evident wounds.
“You spot bogeys! That was your one job! You spot them and you report them, from a distance!” Jake got up to the boys faces, waving his hands like a madman.
“I’m sorry sir, it was my fault” Neteyam lowered his head, disappointed that he let his father down again.
“When are you gonna stop taking the heat from this knucklehead?” Jake glared at him, eyes going to Lo’ak who stood silent, feeling his little sister moving his arms around. “And you? What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Ma Jake. Your son is bleeding” Neytiri interrupted, eyes concentrated on her husband who was evidently stressed. Her tail curled in slight annoyance, heart pumping from the adrenaline she felt in the fight. Jake looked at his wife and sighed, hand going to his temples.
“Go to your grandmother. Now” As Neytiri took Neteyam by the arm and followed her daughters to her mothers tent, she turned around to observe Lo’ak who was left standing in front of her husband. “You understand what your actions caused?”
“Yes sir”
“You could have gotten your brother killed” Lo’ak’s ears went down, he hated disappointing his father. “No flying for a month. See to every ikran, get them taken care of” and with that Jake stormed off, shaking his head and muttering curses under his breath, the ringing in his ears won’t stop, and unlike Neytiri his heart pumps from fear not adrenaline.
‘I could have lost them’
“Yawnetu” Ronal stalked over to her wife who fed the young ilu in the pen, a deep frown on her face at the news she was about to deliver. “The Omaticaya in the forest, they are at war once again”
___’s ears twitched and pulled back, she knew that the star she saw a year ago was not from any constellation she has memorised since her childhood, she had a feeling that the tawtute have returned, but has been keeping her mind occupied to forget.
Her heart continued to hurt though.
“I know, my love. I worry for my family back home” especially Spider, who she prays to Eywa every night to keep safe. Ronal rested her hands upon her lovers shoulders, sighing deeply, she knows that her wife is hurting inside, but the tsahìk can only offer comfort, not truly in the midst of war yet. Somehow Awa’atlu has stayed away from the tulkun huntings, and she hopes Eywa can keep them safe for a little longer. Sooner or later though she knows that war will be amongst their side of the reef, it was only a matter of time.
Ronal then took her hands off ___’s shoulders and stood straight, “I must continue with my duties today, join me?” the forest na’vi shook her head, she was planning to join some of the women to go into the reef to pick some plants needed for food and healing.
“Not at this moment, I must join some of the divers today” the metkayinan nodded and smiled a little, moving away from the ilu pen to wherever she was needed. ___ went back to throwing fish at the creatures in the sea, giggling when the young ones brushed against her legs. The smile she displayed was hardly genuine, but it was enough to fool outsiders who do not know her well enough.
The woman soon slips out of the water, putting down the empty baskets to be filled later and moved to where she was to meet the other ladies. The day ahead was something that she would soon come to dread, unknownst to her the past she once sought herself leaving would soon come crashing into her life tenfold.
But being unaware for the meantime was bliss.
The ladies were kind to her and the job was easy enough, she finished within a few hours into the morning, deciding to rest by the edge of the reef chatting away with her friends of a few years now. Gossiping about their husbands, as wives do.
‘’Do not get me wrong, I adore my mate, but sometimes he is just so overbearing! Why do I need to take two spears with me when I am outside the reef! I can very much handle myself’’ Tayal huffed, tail slapping the ground in slight annoyance from this mornings hunt. She was a seasoned hunter, extremely skilled and praised by the elders for her work, but her husband was just too cautious.
Sayala rolled her eyes and smiled at her ‘’your mate just looks out for you, if you do not like his actions then it is best to talk to him. I, for one, do not have an overbearing mate but he does snore very loudly when he sleeps. So loud that it wakes me up sometimes! I wish that I had your problem’’ The group laughed, ___ patting her shoulder in pity.
‘’If Tonowari were to ever do that then Ronal would shun him to sleep onto the ocean floor. I am lucky that he does not pose any problems late at night’’ She giggled, catching the interest of some of the ladies.
‘’My Tsahìk! You have two mates, what is that like?’’ The question caught her slightly off guard until she remembered that it is extremely rare for Na’vi to hold more than one lover, even then it is usually preserved for important figures of the clan.
‘’Well, it is normal for me, I have had two mates ever since I came of age, they are wonderful to me and the kids, I am just thankful to Eywa for guiding me here to them’’ ___ rubbed her swollen stomach, thanking the great mother for what has become of her, Tayal hummed, basking in the light that is ___.
But the Na’vi cannot help but wonder, her Tsahìk has become of age long before she joined Awa’atlu and she could not have been mated to her leaders since then, not to mention her two sons who were not of Metkayina blood (although she did not bat an eye at the latter, sometimes women have children without mates). Is ___ hiding something from them? But before she could ponder any longer their conversation was abruptly disrupted.
A horn sounded through the village, reaching far to the Na’vi who sat at the edge of the reef. They all yipped and cried out at the warning signal, abandoning their chores and standing tall from their crouches. ‘Visitors? What could this mean?’
‘’Look! Up there!’’ One of the woman pointed to the sky where ikran glided through the air, on top sitting forest Na’vi shouting to each other in panic, not expecting a horn to greet them as they entered. It alerted the village to the visitors, and while it was inevitable, attention was not something that they wanted to bring towards them for the time being.
___’s breath hitched at the familiar ikran colours, if these are the Na’vi who she thinks they are then- ‘’___ come! We must see who they are’’. But the Omaticayan could only sigh, already knowing the answers to the question her friend seeks guidance for, ikran are unique in their patterns, there are no two banshees who look the same. The two large creatures at the head of the formation could only belong to the Na’vi she once ran away from.
Ao’nung stalked through the crowded beach, coming to the forefront of the commotion with hard eyes, Rotxo trailing behind him. His gaze caught the yellow orbs of the two Sully boys who watched him with slight wonder, having never seen another Na’vi race before the Omaticaya. Inwardly the boy cringed, seeing similarities between his brothers and these…people. This was going to be difficult.
‘’Is that supposed to be a tail?’’ His smaller companion laughed slightly, pointing towards the skinny appendage which curled in anticipation. Ao’nung averted his gaze towards it and scoffed, smirking when the older boy of the two brothers turned his head to look at him. ‘’How are they supposed to swim-‘’
‘’Do not, Rotxo, Ao’nung’’ a sweet voice called out, small hand hitting the back of her brothers heads and blue eyes rolling at their stupidity. They were trying to look intimidating and it was obvious, making fun of these newcomers who looked the exact same as some of their family members. It was rude, and extremely unnecessary, these people are guests here, and as the chiefs daughter, she will show them the kindness that her idiot brothers will not do.
Tsireya noted the absence of her mother and two brothers, being suddenly reminded that their presence would be appreciated, if not for the sake of her people then perhaps the sake of these newcomers. Her head moved to look at one of the boys face to face, dipping down and smiling apologetically. ‘’Hey’’ He tipped his head up and smiled a small smirk, trying his luck with making friends with the people who he would be potentially living with. Friends, or something more?
Tsireya grinned and chuckled at his awkwardness, finding it sweet that despite the predicament they find themselves in, he still shows kindness towards her.
Hoots and shouts alerted the clan that their leaders were in the vicinity, Tsireya’s father landing in the water nearby on his large skimming. He waded out of the water, eyes never leaving the newcomers and raised his brows as he got closer, it was Toruk Makto, whom he met during the great clan meetings.
“I see you, Jake Sully”
“I see you Olo’eyktan”
“Neytiri te Tskaha Mo’at’ite” they formally greeted each other, fingers to their forehead and dipping them in the accustomed manner of their people. ‘’What brings your family to our side of the reef?’’
Jake and his wife shared eye contact briefly, unsure on what to say and afraid of saying the wrong thing, they were tired of travelling, tired of war, they could not go on much longer. ‘’We seek uturu’’
‘’Uturu?‘’ a new voice called out, appealed and confused. Ronal sauntered up to Toruk Makto and sized him up with a glare, moving on to his wife who bowed in respect of the tsahik. Her blue eyes caught the sight of their children and waltzed up to them, moving around them like an akula and inspecting their aura.
‘’Srane, we seek a sanctuary for our family’’ Jake’s tail curled in nervousness, he hasn’t felt this scared since that day he had to prove himself to the Omaticaya, warning them and getting them to believe him when the skypeople were attacking hometree.
‘’We are reef people, you are from the forest, your skills mean nothing to us here’’ Tonowari announced to the family, voice strong and firm. He was wary about their arrival, it was sudden and unexpected. He knew of the war happening overseas, everyone does, but has it become so bad that they seek refuge in another clan?
Jake cringed at the harshness in the leaders gaze, so used to respect from his people back home that he forgets his place in others. His ears picked up the whimpers of his youngest as she clung to his legs, scooting away from Ronal’s piercing gaze and scalding touch. ‘’Their arms are thin’’ her voice rang through the crowd, stopping any chatter, ‘’and their tails are too weak, they will be slow in the water’’ she ignored Kiri’s small outcry when her tail was yanked a little too harshly.
But the Tsahik’s calculating gaze quickly turned to critique and panic once her eyes caught onto the girls hand, she snatched it from where it hung limp and brought it into the air to show her people, ‘’these children.. are not even true Na’vi!’’ She grabbed onto one of the boy’s hand with her free one and raised it too, to show who they truly are, ‘’they have demon blood!’’
Gasps rung out among the Metkayina, not expecting the very aliens to destroy Pandora to come across the sea to their island for sanctuary, hisses vibrated through some of them, hostility in their blue orbs. ‘’Yes we are!’’ Kiri snatched her hand back and glared, subtly moving closer to her mother who narrowed her eyes, not liking the way this woman, clan leader or not, spoke about her children.
Jake felt panic course through him at the judgemental gazes being directed to their small group, this was not going to plan. ‘’Hey..look! Look at this! I was a skyperson but now i am Na’vi! We can adapt, we will adapt right?’’ He showcased his five fingers to the Tsahik who watched his pinky finger poke outwards curiously. Murmurs of small ‘yeah’s’ rung through the Omaticayans as they agreed with him.
‘’My husband was Toruk Makto. He brought the clans to victory against the skypeople’’ Neytiri stepped forward, trying to assert herself. She will not let her family suffer once more just because she was turned away by this disrespectful Na’vi.
Ronal scoffed, glare hardening. Eywa so help her if this outsider continued to scorn her and her position in her own clan, ‘’is this what you call victory? Hiding, among strangers’’ her eyes flicked from Neytiri to her husband and back ‘’it seems Eywa has turned her back on you, chosen one’’
A sharp hiss interrupted her sentence, sharp teeth obstructing Ronal’s vision. On instinct she hissed back, ears flattening to her skull, unaware of the worried look her mate shared with Jake.
Tonowari decided to put an end to this feud before the women fought with spears, ‘’Toruk Makto is a mighty warrior, all Na’vi people know his story. But your people are at war and us Metkayina, we have stayed away from the conflict. We do not want you to bring this fight to us’’
‘’I am done with war’’ Toruk Makto picked Tuktirey up who clung to his neck like a lifeline ‘’I just want to keep my family safe, please’’
‘’Let them stay’’
The crowed parted once more to reveal a dark blue figure emerging from a sea of green, pearls dangling delicately on her heavy figure. ‘’Let them’’ she repeated, eyes darting from Tuktirey to the other children, and then to her mates, ‘’they come from a place of war, ‘wari. That is no place for children to live’’
‘’___’’ Ronal snapped her head towards her wife, tail lashing in anticipation ‘’you do not mean that, look at them. Demons’’. The mentioned woman’s ears lowered and she frowned, opening her mouth to remind her partners of where she came from, where her sons came from, but instead of any words coming out, only a puff of air escaped.
She closed her eyes and huffed, opening them once again and looking up, yellow clashing with blue. ___ stared intently into Ronal’s eyes, hoping to convey the message she so wishes to speak aloud. Luckily, the pair have known each other long enough to be able to understand one another without words, they say that the eyes are the window to the soul.
Ronal conducted a slow blink and pursed her lips, nodding her head, partly in concern to what the future may hold if she let these outsiders in her home. ‘’It is decided’’ Tonowari began, turning to face the crowd and raising his arms to gain the attention of the Metkayina ‘’Toruk Makto and his family will stay, treat them as your brothers and sisters for they do not know the sea, they will be like babies taking their first breath’’
At that Neytiri looked towards the sand, a sudden memory popping into her mind, her ears lowered and frowned, only straightening up when feeling the hand on her shoulder being squeezed. Kiri noted the sudden tenseness in her mother’s posture as soon as this third mate of the chief appeared in front of them, she was as blue and as slim as them, same tail and large ears. The girl recognised the familiar beads and weaving patterns on her clothes, despite the difference in material, this stranger was from the Omaticaya clan.
‘’Teach them our ways so they do not suffer the shame of being useless’’ the large man huffed, turning to make heavy eye contact with Jake, the rider of shadow dropping his youngest onto the ground and smiling in gratitude, patting Tuktirey on her back.
‘’Well what do we say guys? Irayo’’ The Sully’s coreoused, some more enthusiastic than others, Kiri rolling her eyes and sighing. Her father straightened up from his slight kneeling position for his daughter and nodded his head to his new chief, then turning his head to acknowledge his wives with a swallow, afraid of the Tsahik’s each for entirely different reasons.
___’s breath hitched when yellow clashed together, tail curling upright in anticipation, her old mate then nodded to her like he did her husband out of politeness and notably swallowed, averting his eyes back onto the sand, afraid that if he were to look into her eyes any longer he’ll get swallowed into a pit of shame, one that he wont ever crawl out of.
‘’My son Ao’nung’’ Tonowari gestured towards one of his boys who decided to show up, mentally going through the scalding he will carry out later ‘’and daughter Tsireya, will show your children what to do’’
Ao’nung’s ears flattened into his skull, not liking the idea of being buddy-buddy with these weirdos ‘’but sempul-‘’ a large blue hand rose infront of the boys face and he immediately paused his speaking in respect.
‘’It is decided’’
That respect was soon lost.
Ao’nung rolled his eyes and glared at the sand beneath his feet, tempted to kick it out off frustration but not wanting to embarrass himself in front of the people. Luckily, Tsireya felt the anger that radiated off of him and decided to speak up, ‘’come, we will show you our village’’ she waved them over in the direction of their new home, once they acquired their things.
This was going to be a long day.
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## end of the line. — p. jongseong
synopsis: thinking it was a hotline for people who just need someone to talk to, jay calls. but why did a clueless student answer? with jay’s phone call has a time limit, you, the clueless student, insists on staying with him until the end of the line.
pairing: jay x f!reader
content/genre: college au (wow shocking), slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.
warning(s): swearing, mental health deteriorating, lonely thoughts, i'll put it on every chap if there's anything you need to look out for.
note: hahaha im horrible, yes, delaying wob again, im so sorry. i just,,,,, idk lets say this is self-indulgent bcs fuCK its obvious im not doing too well for the past months lmAO AHHSDH,,, anyway,, yep. hope u enjoy whatever the fuck this is T_T. TAGLIST CLOSED. remember my bullshit last night about this not being as angsty as ymtm? yeah i take it back, i have the alt ending written already. HA.
tags: r.asks: eotl, eotl updates, eotl thoughts, eotl spoilers
profiles. / profiles 2.0
ep 1. — the one with the moving in (pilot).
ep 2. — the one with mommy looking for a daddy.
ep 3. — the one with too much workloads.
ep 4. — the one with donald duck.
ep 5. — the one with the hotline.
ep 6. — the one with the ppg leader, blooming.
ep 7. — the one with the style note.
ep 8. — the one with y/n's 15 minute-bf.
ep 9. — the one with reunited by peaches & herb.
ep 10. — the one with sulley and boo.
ep 11. — the one with the ghosting.
ep 12. — the one with the ghosting 2.0.
ep 13. — the one with three am bbq.
ep 14. — the one with bubs coming back.
ep 15. — the one with the cat naming.
ep 16. — the one with the lukewarm coffee.
ep 17. — the one with jay cooking his sadness away.
ep 18. — the one with the giggly simp in sunoo's dorm.
ep 19. — the one with the cream puffs request.
ep 20. — the one with jay's sweater.
ep 21. — the one after the bake sale.
ep 22. — the one with the three boxes.
ep 23. — the one where jay (almost) won.
ep 24. — the one with the backup plan.
ep 25. — the one with the rude girl and the guy with no manners.
ep 26. — the one with the sad face.
ep 27. — the one with the "you too" replies.
ep 28. — the one with the "i fell first, they never did" trope.
ep 29. — the one with jay can't because he's busy.
ep 30. — the one with sunoo blocking jay in his priv.
ep 31. — the one with sunoo leaving the group.
ep 32. — the one with jake throwing a shoe at jay.
ep 33. — the one with bubs' messages.
ep 34. — the one with bubs and honey catching up.
ep 35. — the one with jay trying to talk to y/n.
ep 36. — the one with jay's way of confessing.
ep 37. — the one with jay being so close (for the millionth time).
ep 38. — the one where honey called bubs by her real name.
ep 39. — the one with ur mom vibes.
ep 40. — the one with y/n crying for the hundredth time.
ep 41. — the one where minho gets a headache.
ep 42. — the one with sunoo becoming a caregiver.
ep 43. – the one with the letter.
ep 44. — the one with sunghoon being a drama queen.
ep 45. — the one with the matching icons.
ep 46. — the one during y/n's sad hours.
ep 47. — the one where jay doesn't care about y/n.
ep 48. — the one where jeongin spoils y/n.
ep 49. — the one where they decide they either fix it or have closure.
ep 50. — the one where everything's okay.
ep 51. — the one where minho will airfry jay and y/n.
ep 52. — the one with the ending, but not the end of the line.
alternative ending. — the one with y/n staying with jay even after the line ended.
#pls work or i will cry#Hiraya-M#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#enhypen reactions#enhypen drabbles#enhypen x reader#enhypen socmed au#enhypen smau#enhypen soft hours#jay imagines#jay reactions#jay fluff#jay scenarios#jay x reader#jay smau#jay social media au#jongseong imagines
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I Simp for peach and bowser XD now I’m wondering how would it go if their were Yandere rivals who trying to win the reader hand in married 🤣 would their still be rivals or work together and come a poly 😝
I am such a Bowser fan so sure, lol. I need to give Peach some attention on here anyways. This is general but leans more game-based.
Yandere! Peach vs Bowser
Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Mentions of marriage, Forced marriage, Rivalry, Jealousy, Obsession, Forced relationship implied, Violence.
This is actually a pretty neat pairing.
You most likely knew Peach first and you're a "human" (?) like her.
You are close friends with the princess and her valiant heroes, Mario and Luigi.
Her obsession would be more likely to spark first as she doesn't need to kidnap you to fall for you.
You just visit her castle for chat and she can't help but fall for your voice.
Peach often plans to bake you cakes and you two are usually seen alone.
You just like to think you're best friends with the princess, completely unaware of her dark intentions when she looks at you.
You're so innocent... you don't have a clue she intends to marry you in the future.
Peach would be Manipulative, Caring, Obsessive, Delusional, Patient, Protective, yet Temperamental at times.
This is different than Bowser, who's Possessive, Impatient, Protective, Caring, Persistent, and Intimidating.
Although the two DO share the Protective and Caring trait despite their differences.
Due to them sharing this trait, when the rivalry eventually starts, they theoretically could share.
That's challenged by Bowser's impatient and possessive trait, however.
How this may start is with Peach, as said before.
The princess had fallen for you when she first met you.
You had helped the Mushroom Kingdom a few times before from other threats such as Bowser.
You didn't often fight but you did hand the two plumber brothers info you could snag.
Since then you often visited Peach, either invited or checking in to make sure she's safe.
Peach finds your care for her flattering.
You don't just care for her as a princess... you care for her as a close friend and ally.
The princess often tries to make herself look her best around you and always asks what your favorite treats are.
If you don't like cake she tries to practice making other things.
Peach is a yandere who thrives on physical contact.
Expect to be bombarded with hugs and friendly kisses on the cheek or forehead as greeting.
It's her form of getting the hint across.
Peach often bribes you to stay in her castle, using the excuse of you making her feel safe.
Peach would he manipulative due to the power she has in her kingdom.
If she did ask for your hand in marriage, there's a lot of pressure on you.
For the most part Peach is subtle with her manipulation.
She wants to make you fall for her without forcing a betrothal first.
Peach is incredibly caring to your needs.
She has wealth and a spacious castle... completely surrounded by mushroom servants loyal to her orders.
Don't you feel at home here?
She can get you whatever you wish... all the gifts and affection you could ever want....
She's patient yet delusional.
If you turned her down when she asks for your hand, she excuses it as you being shy or nervous.
It's fine if you're not ready yet...
She can wait until you are!
Although... constant/frequent rejection can make her irritated.
She may hit a breaking point if you keep ignoring her.
Lastly, Peach is protective.
For good reason, too, as soon she'll realize she's not the only one in danger...
Turns out, Bowser doesn't want Peach as his little special one now.
Which should be a relief to the princess, right?
Wrong.
That's because she learns you're his new target.
Bowser's obsession probably starts more after he kidnaps you.
Maybe he met you when you were helping Mario and Luigi one time and couldn't stop thinking about you?
The Koopa King is lonely... normally he kidnaps Peach to help with that.
But maybe his attempts with you will be different?
This could go two different ways.
Bowser kidnaps just you...or he kidnaps Peach and you by accident, which sparks his obsession.
If he kidnaps just you, it becomes very similar to the Bowser concept here.
He intends to have you help with his children and keep him company.
He is awfully impatient with waiting for you to love him.
Once he's attached he dreads the idea of letting you go or giving you up.
He's also protective, especially when Mario and Luigi show up to take you back.
Despite his intimidating strength, height, and persistent behavior... he's caring.
He truly just wants affection, and unlike Peach, you may just give it to him.
He had no idea the reason Peach didn't reciprocate was because she liked you.
Bowser isn't mad at you for stealing Peach's attention... he understands, honestly.
But now he's mad at the princess, causing the rivalry.
If you were the only one kidnapped, Peach will help Mario and Luigi to save you.
Peach's determination surprised the brothers when she asked to help get you back.
They probably don't know how obsessive she is with you.
Peach is determined to drag you back from that overgrown lizard no matter what happens.
Meanwhile, Bowser is determined to defend you and your "relationship" with his life.
He's already planned a wedding outfit for the both of you and gave flowers!
Then there's if he accidentally kidnaps you both.
This way keeping you is unintentional, but Peach desperately pleads with Bowser not to hurt you.
So he relents and allows your presence.
This is another way he can become obsessed.
Originally he thinks Peach is the one for him.
He pours all of his affection and attention into Peach, said princess ignoring it in favor of pouring hers into you.
At first, Bowser doesn't notice the attraction Peach has for you.
That is until he falls for you and notices how Peach acts around you.
How could he be so blind?
Peach loves you... but you don't love her like that...
Which means he must have a chance!
Expect fighting when they both find out they have a crush on you.
It's mostly verbal but they certainly don't get along.
Peach screams that he'll hurt you by accident!
Bowser growls that she's been so rude to him, she has Mario and Luigi, why does she need to have you?
They both want to marry you, a choice that intimidates you.
Peach promises you'll be her adored royal consort in the Mushroom Kingdom!
Everyone will love you.
Bowser claims, with a bit of an ego, that you'll be the fearsome consort of his Koopa Kingdom!
Everyone will fear you and him!
Peach wants to dress you in white with fire flowers for your wedding...
Bowser wants you in white too, but with pirahna plants for your wedding...
They fight and fight.
When Mario and Luigi eventually show up for the rescue of you and the princess, they're met with the two arguing over you.
They're confused but try to rescue you both anyways.
Even if they shared they'd still have fights over wedding plans and lack of attention.
The two royals would probably war with each other over something as simple as who you like more.
Truth is, after what you've seen, you're scared of both.
It's best you move away or hide someplace, honestly.
If you run from them who knows when they'll stop chasing you.
This rivalry could tear kingdoms apart... it's best you try to stay out of it in the end.
"Love, why do you look so scared? Bowser's the bad guy here... I'm just trying to make you happy!"
"Dear, don't look so sad... our kingdom will be the best in the land with you on my side!"
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Goddamn I am on a ROLL
Some alien horse fluff bc I was inspired
No warnings
Enjoy your food Al-An simps, lord knows we're starving
Btw, I do have requests open if you want to see more, check out my masterlist for more info :)
"Cease this behaviour immediately. I will not entertain it any longer."
You grinned up at Al-An from where you were draped across their arms, scooching around a little bit to get more comfortable. "And what's that supposed to mean?" You know he picks up on the teasing lilt in your voice when a faint ripple of annoyance (orange) flickers through the channels of light criss-crossing their frame, fading as quickly as it came.
"It means that if you do not stop, I will drop you." Despite the threat behind the words, there's no real anger, or even annoyance. They don't mean it, and you know that. "No you won't." The smug satisfaction you feel permeates your voice as your Architect lets out a pretty damn good approximation of a heavy sigh.
"...No, I won't. But I would appreciate it if you would stop being a nuisance." A light blue rippled across Al-An's frame at your offended gasp. "How dare you! I am being incredibly helpful, and you're being so rude as to turn me away!" Your dramatics draw a laugh from them (deep blue) as you peek out from behind your hand, giggling.
You quiet, snuggling up to Al-An's warmth as he works, not bothering to try and see what they're doing- it's highly unlikely you'd understand it anyway. Their colours fade back to that royal purple as he finds their rhythm once again, moving through the work smoothly. You break the silence first.
"Have I told you I love you yet today?" Al-An twitches slightly, a bit startled (pale yellow), and looks down at you.
"Several times, yes. And as I have said every time, I love you too." They answer calmly, sweetly (for him, at least) and it has you swooning, reaching up to kiss over their faceplate, smiling as he leans into the touch.
As you pull away, beaming, a satisfied smugness (blue-gold) washes over them, spilling into your bond. But you feel it shift to worry (peach) as Al-An takes notice of your physical state.
"You have not been sleeping," they murmur, and you feel worry not your own. "This will be remedied." They set their work down, making sure everything is in its place before heading off to the observatory. "You should take better care of yourself. You know you only get one storage medium, so why do you insist upon treating it like this?" You huff at their quiet scolding, sighing softly as they settle into their nest of various cushions and blankets in the observatory.
"You're such a mom, Al-An." You huff as you wiggle around, getting comfortable where they've lain you.
"Well, someone has to take care of you, and if it is not you, then it will be me."
"Hmm. I guess." There's silence for a few minutes. Not complete silence, the monotony broken by your breathing and the faint hum of Al-An's systems. It's shattered completely when you speak. "What were you working on?"
They're surprised (yellow) and a little confused (lime). "You will not understand. Why do you wish to hear me speak of things you know you will not understand?
You smile softly, and revel in the warmth your response fills him with. "Al-An, even if I can't understand, I could listen to you talk for hours on end. There's just something about how passionate you get. It's really cute." They sigh, warm love washing over the two of you, shared and multiplied by your bond. 'That's the nice thing about this,' you think. 'I don't have to wonder what he's feeling. I just know...'
You're startled from your loving reverie by their quiet agreement. "Very well. This is another...'human thing', I take it?" You nod. "Alright then."
As Al-An begins a monologue about their latest project, you feel yourself slip off into dreamland. With anyone else, you'd be worried for your safety, wary of a knife in your back. But this isn't just anyone else. It's Al-An. And you've never felt safer than when you're by their side.
#leo writes#got struck by the writing beam#subnautica x reader#al-an subnautica x reader#al-an x reader#al-an subnautica#al-an subnautica below zero#subnautica below zero x reader#subnautica#subnautica below zero
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Rude boys relationship headcanon
Smoky
- He is sooo cute ( just me simping over smoky) 😍
-He will be your home , your comfort place .
- He is a very calm so I feel like life will be so easy going with him.
- His favorite thing is cuddling just the two of you sharing each other's warmth.
- now just listen here the two laying on top of a random building in the nameless city cuddling just covered by a blanket and you guys are talking about your day , you are telling him about your day in office and he is telling you about some random shit yu did and then got scolded by Takashi or how one of the newcomers almost fell of while doing parkor .
- he gives off more like forehead kisses vibe then lips because lips kisses are just special to him .
- argument with him is very very rare because he just hates hurting you . Probably will Stay silent and wait for you to calm down so you can solve the problem.
- will call you something like angel or love .
Takeshi
- He is more on the serious and mature type .
- Will give you the best advice if you are dealing with hard time .
- Will love you with his life because come on you deserve it .
- but girl if you got yourself in trouble will probably give you a whole God dame lecture . In short will probably scold you very much .
- He kinda gives off Asian mother vibes because nagg you for everything like for not eating properly or sleeping too much .
- his love language is quality time .
- cheeks kisses because why not .
- Will probably just call you by your name .
- argument with him will probably be just you two nagging at each other and reminding of each others mistakes.
Lala
- she is probably somewhat like smoky .
- will probably bake for you like cookies or pastry.
- She love those you know nose bops things and will probably do it ( stop she is too cute 🤧)
- will be very upset with you if you came to her injury she might just cry .
- Her love language is somewhat caring about you too much ( idk )
- about arguments. First of all why would you argue with her she is just a baby . ( I will kill you if you argue with her 🙂)
- will call you honey that it just honey .
Pi
- I think relationship with him will be a lot fun .
- will beg you to color your hair red so both of you can match.
- will get in trouble with you and later both of you will get scolded by your leaders .
- I feel like he is kind of a prankster and will always prank you randomly like at one time you were just randomly chilling and he just and shouted "FROG " and you jumped off and started running and later he teased you very much . ( I am hella scared of frogs)
- his favorite are kisses don't matter were just kisses .
- if you argue he will act like a baby like he is sooo nice and never did anything wrong. In short he will just sulk.
- will call you the most random and most chessest name to ever exist like my pumpkin pie , my peach soda , my favorite shorty . ( that was too much 😆)
Yu
- He is CRAZY
- I think he will get you in trouble often like really often.
- will do the most random and troublesome shit.
- He will tease the shit out of you until you have enough and ignore him and then he will beg you too please " atleast look at me " .
- his love language is most definitely physical touch .
- anywhere he will see you he will hug you soo tight that you will have to say that you can't breathe. ( please he is so baby 🥺) .
-don't argue with just don't you will regret it when he starts crying that you don't love him anymore.
- will call you my favorite fighter ❤. ( idk I just said that 😐)
#high and low smoky x yn#high and low#high and low smoky#high and low x yn#high and low Takashi x yn#high and low p x yn#high and low lala x yn#high and low yu x yn#high and low rude x yn
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[Smokey is a protective guy at the best of times, and now that his mate is vunerable He's like a guard dog ready to snap at anyone who comes close to his little troop.]
Oof, imagine if a certain rhino tries something on Liang? Think Lao Tzu’s gonna need to find a whole new pet by the end of that chapter.
[Xiao Qi doesn't know what to expect - Bama isn't a tree, where fruit coming out?]
Ooof! I don’t think anybody is ready for that talk yet…so, they ask Peach and Plum for help. In turn those two ask their Tang and Pigsy for help…
Smokey, disbelief: Really?!
Peach: Look, Tang has the power points and Pigsy can keep him from going too in depth. Trust me, best way of keeping it PG.
[Zhu Bajie: "...I'm terrifed of that Liu'er Mihou. Any being that can get Older Brother to behave himself has power rivalling the Buddha himself."]
Honestly? Not the worst policy to have. Those LEMs do be terrifying and feral when given the chance – and they tend to woo absolute simps. XD
It’s like the ‘We support Women's Rights and Women's Wrongs!’ Except it’s Macaques.
referencing the Reborn! couple's twins + or why a pregnant monkey on a Journey is very difficult.
[Oof, imagine if a certain rhino tries something on Liang? Think Lao Tzu’s gonna need to find a whole new pet by the end of that chapter.]
A certain Rhino quickly learns that no matter the universe, SWK will turn him into minced beef for touching his mate. The Reborn! Rhino King gets sent to Lao Tzu as a handbag for touching Smokey's pregnant mate and/or their uber-powerful kids.
[Ooof! I don’t think anybody is ready for that talk yet…]
Smokey and Liang try to get a dialog going to explain to the kids where the twins are gonna come out, but they panic and try to pass the buck to another Pilgrim.
Xuanzang/Reborn!Tripitaka, also panicking: "Um. As I have taken a vow of chasitiy, I am not privy to such knowledge. Brother Bajie?"
Zhu Bajie: "Hey! Just cus I like the act, doesn't mean I understand the schematics of it! Wujing reads those kind of books!"
Sha Wujing: *nervously laughing and shaking his head No*
Ao Lie, in horse-form: "When two beings come together and form a physical union..."
The horse has the best version of the Talk ready. Though he accidentally refers to the babies as coming out as eggs.
I love the idea of LMK! Tang being the kind of parent to have a powerpoint presentation ready for the occassion. He just wants to give the kids the straight facts.
[It’s like the ‘We support Women's Rights and Women's Wrongs!’ Except it’s Macaques.]
Oh gosh, I def can see a few of the Macaques wearing a t-shirt like that. The LMK!Macaques defintely.
Some SWKs oppose the title of "simp", but one look from their respective LEMs just proves the title further.
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Call Me Mommy (Nerdanel x Reader)
Pairing: Nerdanel x Reader
AN: I love her and I write this with my heart. I am a proud and shameless Nerdanel simp.
"What are YOU doing here?" Makalaure now known as Maglor asks you.
"Hmm let me think," you dramatically tap a finger on your head as you don a brooding pose. "Wait a second what are you and your brothers doing here? Last I heard you left for the noble quest of avenging your grandfather."
Maglor glares at you with whatever meager rage is leftover after all the ages worth of suffering. "How long have you been here?" In this situation 'here' is the very spacious and 'constructed optimally to capture the best sunlight throughout the day' house that Nerdanel owns.
Despite the confrontational tone, you cannot bring yourself to be mad at the princeling in front of you. "I have been here for four ages," you ease back into your chair trying to ease the pain in your back, age certainly was catching up with you. Despite being immortal it was creeping into your bones. "Someone had to be here," you try not to remember the earlier days of your presence in this house.
It had been a ruin. A house decaying with its owner, who was none other than your friend, Nerdanel. Someone you grew up with. The one you shared your days of prime with. Your partner in stealing peaches from a guarded orchard and your companion in getting caught running away with the fruit.
"Are you trying to take my father's place now that he has been doomed from the world? Trying to woo my mother in her vulnerable state?" Your breath hitches at the accusations. You turn around trying to sense another presence besides yours and Maglor. There is none but relief is short-lived.
Maybe you should have expected this but then again expectations have always failed you...most of them have. "I expected nothing Prince Maglor. I stopped doing that long ago."
It had stopped when your friend gushed to you about the Noldor prince who came to study at Mahtan's. You had smiled with her and laughed with her, you celebrated her love for another with her. You could not fail her as her friend. Your heart would not allow that.
"I have been here nothing more than a friend." You try to ease the agitated elf next to you. It wasn't surprising that Maglor had caught on to your secret. He was smarter than his brothers, sharper with his mind and his notes. "And trust me, I got the hint when she had seven of you with your father." You try not to remember the vivid letter that Nerdanel sent you announcing each one of her pregnancies.
"I will believe what I want," Noldo announces with arrogance lacing his words. Irmo's healers were too good at their job. From the crazed seaside elf to this...they should have worked a little less on his pride.
You stand up from your chair. Straightening your gown you prepare to leave before Maglor can further stall you. "Well then I guess you can call me mommy," you barely restrain your laugh at Maglor's half disgusted, half shook expression.
Maglor sits next to his mother on a chair so high that his legs barely touch the ground. But he does not care, he is sure his mother will catch him at the slightest falter.
His mother sits on her desk which is sprawling with designs for sculptures and other commissions. However, today a section of the brimming desk is meticulously cleared to spread out a series of letters.
Maglor listens carefully as his mother reads to him every single letter. The letters speak of his grandpa Mahtan's town. They are vivid and written in painstaking detail.
They seem to delight his mother. And Maglor giggles with his mother. He mirrors her smile and laughter.
However, in moments when his mother is caught in reading the words Maglor's smile crumbles. Despite the jolly words and colorful scenes painted by the writer of the letters, Maglor can't help but sense the lingering desire for something unsaid.
Late at night when Maglor lies in his bed he cannot help but imagine a solitary writer putting all those words into a piece of paper just for his mother. A writer who does that with a hidden motive.
#the silmarillion#tolkien elves#Nerdanel x reader#nerdanel#maglor#i love her so much#this is me wanting her#unrequited love
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Good lord! If I were Wukong or Macaque I'd be into that reader too!
Big for the snugglin! Where the love is ALL stored!
Haha! I love that anon! 😂
But I need to tell you a (not so hidden) secret...
The reader, Y/N, Peaches... is my self-insert. I am a PHAT simp for fictional characters so any piece that I do with this reader, is me. I just haven't used my name because I don't want to completely ruin the experience for anyone else.
But be warned that when it comes to Peach's description, it's gonna be my height, weight, strengths, weaknesses, and so on.
I'm sorry if that ruins the experience for some of y'all, but... most of my stuff is made to satisfy a personal itch or idea, and this is my place to explore those. I am a self-indulgent artist who desires to romance and be romanced by sexy demon monkey men. That's the short of it.
(And yes, we are big on snuggling... especially with said demon monkey men.)
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I Have Been Playing With A Superstar Chapter 3
You could hardly believe that Lee Felix was standing in front of you asking if you were your username in discord meaning this had to be … “ALYFT?” you asked. Felix smiled and nodded “yep that’s me it’s great to finally meet you!” he says as he pulls you up and into a hug. You are more than sure he has seen the shocked disbelieving look on your face at who he is considering everything you ever told him on what you think about him and his group. Which may have gotten a little simp talking over some members if not all at least once. “Big surprise huh?” he asked, finally releasing you from the hug all you could do was nod. “Have you ordered anything to drink yet?” he asked you shook your head “i'll grab us some teas” he said and went to go order them.
As you sat down in your chair you did everything you could to pull yourself together. You now realised his work meetings are the concerts, and that his project was all the practices for his blocking and singing. And that in fact the man you had been friends with for over a year has been LEE FELIX! The deep voiced Australian, and sixth oldest member of Stray Kids.
“Peach tea lemonade right?” he asked as he set the drink in front of you and took his own seat across from you. “Yes thank you Felix and my name is Y/N” you told him finally having the words to speak to him. “Your welcome Y/N” “so how bad were you laughing at me as i said everything i did about you and the others?” you had to ask as it was the only thing on your mind. “I did a little giggling but you are a stay so i was not as surprised as you think” he told you “get a lot of that on bubble huh?” you laughed out. He nodded as he took a sip of his drink “I can't believe you're you and I've been playing games with you … wait! That means the other friends you brought into some of our games were the others?!” you realised, that yes sometimes instead of just you two playing with randos in the world on some games mostly mario kart and smash bros A. or Felix would ask you if some of his other friends could played with you two, which you always said yes too, never having a problem with it as you wanted to maybe be their friend to one day, if meeting him ever happened, and hangout in real life happened often after words. “Yeah it was the others, they really like playing with you, they also snuck in on more games then you are probably thinking too” he laughed at your shocked face that kept getting more shocked as more things keep dawning on you about him and who he is with most of the time.
After your many little freak outs you settle into how you would usually talk to him in discord. Finding it not that different talking to him in person, he really was the bright sunshine boy you and many other stays called him, as he just kept smiling and laughing talking to you and it was all completely honest. Of course being an empath this made you the same way and you absolutely loved every second of it. Nobody else in the world was like Felix and you were glad to have been his friend.
Teas finished and the sun having moved pretty far to the other side of the sky but neither of you noticed the time flying by, having too much fun finally hanging out in person. Till Felix’s phone rang and he immediately answered after reading the caller id. Not understanding a thing as he spoke in Korean you looked at your own phone to see Mini having texted you and just sent a message saying if you did not answer her right now she was coming to hunt down the bastard who thought he could kidnap you. Telling her you were okay and that she didn’t need to hunt anyone down, you weren't kidnaped and you would try to explain everything to her later. Felix hung up and sighed as he put his phone in his pocket. “That was Chan he’s worried where i am and how long i’ve been out since i was supposed to be practising with everyone else today but he gave me the time off secretly to meet up.” he explained “it’s okay Mini just said she was about to hunt you down for kidnaping me too” you laughed out
“Oh speaking of Mini, did you two get tickets for the concert?” he asked. You shook your head “i didn’t and Mini was just a little short before they sold out in the section” you explained. He looked a little happy at hearing this “good now i really don’t feel bad about getting you these” he said as he passed you an envelope. You gave him a look before taking it “what?” you asked as you looked inside and pulled out 2 front row at the damn barrier standing tickets for both performances and sound check tickets and backstage passes.
Your mouth dropped open and slowly you looked up at Felix “wha? how? when? where? why? wha?” you so intelligently asked, unable to form words. “I wanted you to come and have really good seats and to be able to hang out after the show too and i know you wouldn’t want to come alone and would have felt bad if you left Mini behind and i should meet your best friend and you should meet mine” he explained. You continued to just stare at him, unable to say anything to this god sent sunshine boy. You stood up and walked to his side of the table and hugged him “Felix this is so sweet of you thank you so much” you tell him and pull away to look at him then asking “it’s okay to tell Mini who you are? i thought i would have had to keep you a secret even from her" "if the two of you can keep this to yourselves that would be great but Chan said it’s okay to tell her and for her to meet the group too” he told you. “Well now i need a concert outfit 2 actually” you laughed out as Felix got up and grabbed his things “i can’t wait to see them” he said as he gave you another hug and started to head for the door “so i’ll see you at the concert then” he waved as he left the cafe and ran to his driver
You called Mini and told her you had to come over right now cause you had to tell her everything that just happened. Walking right into her place you yelled out that you were here, and she called out that she was in her gamer room. Upon entering the room you saw her sitting at her computer playing a game of Valorant. Waiting for her to finish her game you sat bouncing on the couch she had in there.
When she finished she turned around and looked at you expectantly. “Okay so for starters I'm not lying to you” you tell her “you never lie Y/N so what he a serial killer or something?” she asked “no he’s Felix” you tell her. She just sits there looking at you for a few minutes. “What?” she asks “he’s Lee Felix, i know, i was shocked when he asked if i was me and then when he pulled me up to hug me” you explained but she cut you off “WHAT?” “yeah and he is exactly like he seems and he even gave us these” you told her handing her the envelope. When she opened it and took out the tickets and passes she froze. “He wants to meet you and he wants us to meet the others too after the concert” you tell her. She looks up at you “how the hell did you manage to find and befriend Felix of Stray Kids?” “I have absolutely no idea” you tell her. “Wait so we get to meet the others? Like all of them?” she asked, seeming to just now absorb all your words. “Yes they want to meet me and Felix wants to meet you and so you get to meet them too” you explained. ”the only thing is i don’t think we can tell anyone else so it has to stay between us” you let her know “okay i can keep this a secret it’s SKZ i will do anything just to meet them” she tells you. You both laugh at the situation and the random luck you seemed to have for this to happen and figure out what to wear and how the make up Mini was going to do on the two of you would go.
#stray kids x reader#bang chan x reader#changbin x reader#han jisung x reader#lee know x reader#felix x reader#hyunjin x reader#seungmin x reader#i.n x reader
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Hello~
How do u think would Wukongs(all of them IM A SIMP FOR EVERY VERSION OF HIM🤚🤠) to a S/O who is like REALLY TOUCH STARVED aaand really clingy 👉👈👀
Love your writings💫 Have a good night/day💫
Of course I can!
Romantic
Gender not specified
Touch starved s/o
Nezha reborn sun Wukong
Oh sweet baby he doesn’t mind at all! He loves touching you just as much as you love his touch. And yes he clings onto you too, it's been a very long time since he’s really had anyone.He may joke about how you're clingy from time to time but he means nothing by it.
“Jeez babe you just can’t keep your hands off me huh? Hehehe”
Buy don’t think anything of it, he’s just messing with you and he’s jus as touch starved as too.
Reborn sun wukong
Oooohhhhhh this little asshole…he acts like he doesn’t like it but he does. He loves having you cling to him all the time, it lets him know that your safe.In fact he clings to you more than you cling to him! And he always like-
“Ugh! Let me go! I have work to do!”
And then he’ll turn around and wrap his arms around you and not let you go under any circumstances.
DOTA2 sun Wukong
He doesn’t mind it one bit and he often clings to you as well. He likes always having you touching him or in his arms, it keeps his confidence up! And it lets him know you still love him too. But sometimes he does have stuff to do-
“Not right now, I promise we will cuddle later alright?”
All in all he loves how clingy you are and he doesn’t care if anyone sees it.
SMITE sun Wukong
You might think that he wouldn’t like it or that maybe he would be embarrassed or try to hide because he doesn’t want people to view him as weak. But you’d be wrong, Wukong truly doesn’t care who sees him be affectionate with you. And he loves always having you touch him.
“The great sage requests your attention and affection”
In fact he’s so used to you being affectionate with him that if you stop for some reason he’ll think something to wrong
LEAGUE OF LEGENDS sun Wukong
He’s a bit shy about it. I am not gonna lie like having someone always show him affection in nice don’t get him wrong. But it can be kinda embarrassing when it’s in front of other people. So he may or may not tell you to stop depending on who’s in front of him-
“Not in front of everyone…”
But he’ll always apologise and explain later and the moment the two of you are alone?? Oh! He’s all over you with affection!! He loves affection!!
LEGO sun Wukong’s
Oh hunny all you're gonna do is boast this man’s already huge ego. He doesn’t mind one bit that your clingy. Especially since he’s clingy as well.
“Oooohhh peaches!! It’s cuddle time!!”
If you wanna cuddle prepare to be stuck there for hours
LEGO macaque
He’s so confused as to why you wanna touch him all the time- like he likes it but he doesn’t understand it. He thinks you want something from him-
“You don’t have to be like that if you want something from me”
Just tell him that’s the way you are and he’ll be happy.
Masterlist
#monkie kid#lmk monkey king#monkie kid macaque#smitexreader#sun wukong#sun wukong x reader#x reader#lmk macaque#lmk sun wukong#monkie kid monkey king#dota2#nezha reborn
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I am a writer with absolutely zero time to write so have my jealous! Greta Gill idea
they all come back after the off-season to the peaches house, carson, lupe and jess (and esti) spent at least part of the off-season together while greta was off in new york working
in a (poor) attempt to forget and get over greta carson goes to bars with jess and lupe and has some flings, never more than one night and nothing ever means anything to her
carson and greta are friendly with each other but distant because they haven't really talked during the off-season and both don't know where they stand with each other (both still head over heels for the other but doubting if the other feels the same)
jess and lupe right away catch up with greta, making her feel welcome and they if she's over carson and not wanting to seem a simp she says she is (they don't believe her)
jess and lupe start 'moking' carson about the fun she had during the off-season whenever people ask and somehow always in gretas earshot and with every comment she gets more jealous but can't show it because she said she's fine
at first she makes snarky remarks about them being too risky and what would happen if they had gotten caught but the longer the two weeks before the first game go on the more she just tries to avoid hearing about it
it keeps greta from approaching carson to sort them out because she things carson doesn't care anymore, carson interprets gretas non-approach as greta not caring anymore
greta finally has enough when during their first game a player of the opposite team winks at carson, unassuming enough for everyone else but saying enough for people in the know
they finally talk and the only piece of convo i have in my head is when it finally clicks for carson and she goes "oh my god you weren't actually mad, you were jealous!"
#greta gill#carson shaw#gretson#gretson headcanon#aloto#a league of their own#aloto 2022#aloto fanfic#writing prompt
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I guess that after the Super Mario movie, I have a mad crush on Bowser. He was just too cute in the movie. His cheesy pick-up lines and puppy-dog eyes made me want to kiss his snout.
Plus, he is a loving father and a metalhead that can play the piano and will sing cheesy lovesongs for you and basically woo you however best he can. He looks intimidating and also cute. What's not to love?
I saw the movie twice. First time I fell in love with him when he was cutely simping for Peach. Second time was a D-Box movie I snuck in after I watched Suzume, and I was swooning over feeling his mighty footsteps.
So yeah, I am making a self-insert to ship with Bowser.
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Finnie, my lovely gal, if it’s not too much to ask could I get a uhhh… no.9 with a side of you’re-a-really-awesome-writer jalapeño poppers and an extra sweet master-of-simp-fics iced tea please?
So I’m a Latina from Texas, but I am whiter than a damn ghost until around summertime where I get a little bit of a tan. ☀️ I have ADHD, anxiety, and depression, and I am somehow on the spectrum but not really (you can thank my psychiatrist) 🙃 I’m into drawing stuff especially if it’s fantastical and/or creepy. I like reading, gaming, doing stuff online, playing on my phone and lots of other stuff I rarely have time for 😅 Creepy stuff is my jam, as well as the colors pink and black and some cute things here and there. I love almost all types of music but I’m a BIG fan of classic rock and I love early 2000’s punk, Pour Some Sugar On Me is my favorite song while Green Day is my favorite band! Horror movies fill me with joy, not even kidding. I love weird facts and information. True crime stuff slaps 👌🏼Comedy shows like Friends and Golden Girls also slap 👋🏼 I have an eyebrow piercing, 5 tattoos (4 small, 1 big that was for my Nanna) and I definitely want more 😂😅 I have dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, a scar on my back from spinal fusion surgery and I’m pretty proud of it tbh!
I’m sorry for rambling and I hope I didn’t add too much ❤️🥲
🎀 No.9: Ever Fallen In Love With Someone 🎀
tell me a little bit about yourself and i'll give you a rogue pairing
a/n: ah peach this is perfect, i already knew lots about you but this was great because i know exactly who i would give you lmao💚
1k milestone info!
🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k
ok so let's break this the fuck down!
first off, i think this particular crane is an absolute beast when it comes to mental health, so not only would he find it absolutely fascinating to be able to work with you, he could also prove to be very valuable in helping you to do some healing... or he might be mean about it, just depends on his mood i guess
i think this jon is probably a fan of classical music, but there's something about the dirty, nasty, loud vibes of punk that would get him going and the general horror/gore emotions that the songs/bands/music tend to evoke would be right up his street. he'd probably tell you how the different movements in "jesus of suburbia" really echo the movements often found in a lot of symphonies, and then request to bang you to it
artistic expression is something he would admire in a partner, or even a close friend. i don't imagine he's very artisitic himself, but he holds a deep appreciation for artwork, especially if it's on the spooky side, and especially if it's related to a beloved horror movie
which, speaking of, he'd the biggest horror movie fan ever? like canonically, the man is a buff, a dork, an obsessive loser over horror movies. having someone to get equally as geeked out over them with would bring him so much joy!!
hello true crime fan, it's probably not great for your anxiety, and he will nag you a little bit about that, but he wouldn't be above creating some reading materials for you if it's been a slow week, if you catch his drift...
he has a great sense of humour, if not slightly weird... but he strikes me as the kind of guy who has lines from shows memorised and who will use them at the worst times, making everything he says even creepier. so a binge refresh would be a perfect couple's activity! that way the next time he has someone held at knife point, teasing them to watch them sweat, he can make "could you be any more scared" the most terrifying reference to chandler bing ever. what an accomplishment!
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KOCHO SHINOBU X READER {"LET'S PLAY A GAME OF PRETEND." or: "THE HOLE IN MY HEART WHERE YOU USED TO BE."}
A/N: I'm backkkk! Honestly I'm so happy rn, seeing the amount of likes the all might piece got me so quickly! I might just burst from excitement and happiness. So here I am, with a Shinobu fic!! Honestly I just can't stop simping for this tiny lady 😘. I hope you enjoy!! And please COMMENT!!! I would really like to know what yalls think. *Writermask out 🎭*
Warnings: angst with no happy ending, hanahaki, blood and gore (not that graphic tho), character death, unrequited love??? Also, I may have used this - too much 🙃
KOCHO Shinobu is a hollow of the person whom she used to be.
She's all empty smiles and even emptier promises, blank, listless stares and hollow kisses, and the saccharine of poisonous words, twisted and barbed and ready to cut and hurt, just as easily as she can heal those raw wounds with a simple flick of her smile, a touch of her deft, nimble hands. She's as dangerous as she is beautiful, and her smile is twisted and angry, and worst of all, she's not yours. Not anymore.
(And now you think, she was never yours in the first place. )
The overly sweet, and cheerful disposition she wears- a remnant of her sister's, leaves a sour taste on your tongue, makes your heart wrench painfully under your ribs, and you can't look at that forever-present smile, knowing it's false- a lie. The weight of this bitter revelation stifles you to the point where it's unbearable, because it's not the same. She's not the girl you once knew, and it hurts knowing that.
The girl you knew was all flustered, averted gazes, reddening blushes and sweet words, (that you know were genuine). That girl used to intertwine your hands together shyly, big lilac hues coy, and the soft curve to her mouth was never constant as it is now- weathered by her short temper and disapproving frown, though every time she offered you that mild smile, you knew it was heartfelt and raw and tender with love and warmth.
That girl was full, brimming with emotions- with a sort of life and energy you could never tire of, all sweet smiles and even sweeter kisses, not the blank, dead hollow she is now. Now, she's shattered dreams and broken promises and the very epitome of hurt.
Though, you know, deep within your heart, that she must have loved you too- a long, long time ago, when both her sisters and you were by her side, at that one point in the whisper of time when all had been right with the world- when all had been right with her life.
(Fleeting smiles, tender touches and soft peaches on a summer day. The press of a delicate, rosebud-like mouth against yours, and the flutter of wings.)
It seems like an eternity ago now- the memory of that precious time, and you cradle every second you've lost, hold them close to your heart, tuck them in the corners of your mind- every treasured moment, when her mind hadn't yet been clouded by the thirst for vengeance, and her love had been true, once upon a time.
She'd been so- so happy back then, youthful and nervous but still kind, and your heart aches with the memory of it all- the old scars pulsing back to life and stinging with a rekindled vehemence, as if telling you, can you feel it? The pain, the rawness, the agony? Because this is reality, this is the world you've forgotten, the world that's forgotten you. This is not your home, the dreamlands you've wasted your days frolicking about. Do you understand?
(And you remember, that slight twitch in the corners of her mouth, no matter how rare or minute or bashful, had always been genuine, real like the emotion- the warmth pooling in her eyes.)
But fate, as cruel as it is, snatches that innocence and snuffs it out like a candle to the darkness- destines all the good things to come to an end.
You remember her eyes on the day it happened, and the memory's vivid and agonizing, burning at the forefront of your mind even now, years later.
(You still breathe the air of death, smell the metallic, rancid stench of blood.)
Those big, innocent lilac hues had been forced wide by panic, round with pure terror, pulsing with a rawness you'd never seen from her. You remember every second and every sensation you'd felt in that moment: the wild, unsteady thumping of your heart threatening to surge out of your ribcage, plummeting into the pit of your stomach, the sting of bile rising in your throat, the sudden dryness of your mouth, the erratic racing of your pulse. The panic and the fear bursting through your veins- God there's so much blood, so much blood. Why's there so much blood?!, the cold dread coiling around your spine as you'd taken a shaky step towards Shinobu trembling in the corner of that alley, your hands clenched into fists as they'd trembled against your sides.
Look, Y/N, she'd croaked, tone rasping, and voice breaking with the edge of tears, fueled with a wild desperation as she'd shook her limp, motionless sister by the shoulders, look. She's not moving- Kanae's not moving, she's not breathing. She's not moving, tell her to breathe!
And you remember the spillage of blood, a splatter of ardent color eye-catching, and vivid against the dull canvas of the ground, as the bright crimson had pooled into a small ocean. The rich substance coated each and every surface, painfully prominent against her paling skin, drenching her hands and clothes, harsh scarlet staining Kanae's lifeless corpse, and your own flesh as you'd dropped beside her, knees wobbling and buckling under the weight of your horror.
The thick liquid stained your hands as you'd slowly reached out to the shuddering, petite frame of your lover, as she'd hunched over her sister's dead body, and you remember how your wavering voice had breathed desperate, shaky (lieslieslies-!) reassurances into her hair. Less hysterical than Shinobu, despite the panic squeezing at your chest and the tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, you'd tried to pull her away from the blood and gore, pry her away from all that pain and hurt and death- but it all ended in vain, futile efforts, as she'd scrabbled to clutch at Kanae's tighter than ever before.
(Don't take- don't take her away from me! Please, Y/N, please…)
You remember the funeral and the grief and the tears, rolling down your own cheeks, as you'd wept and mourned for the loss of a dear friend. Shinobu didn't cry. She'd remained frozen and emotionless throughout the event, but her eyes were red rimmed and glassy, like she was in a far away place, or maybe even stuck inside her mind- inside the fabrications of her own little hell-hole.
When you'd squeezed her hand in yours, to remind her that you were still there- to be an anchor if she needed to remain grounded, a shoulder to cry on, someone to share her woes with, she'd looked at you silently with those dull eyes, and there was so much grief and mourning in them that it broke your heart.
She was never the same after that.
For a while, she was distant, despite you offering support and help in any way you could. Things had been tense between the both of you, and you'd been filled with nothing but worry and unease when she offered you nothing but silence.
But then one day, out of the blue, she visited you- with a smile so sickeningly sweet that it felt bitter, more cordial and polite than it was genuine, and you'd known immediately that she'd changed. That mild smile was full of laughter and false brightness, but it never reached her eyes.
She was uncharacteristic- sugary sweet in a way that felt sick and bitter on your tongue, and her eyes unsettled you to the point where you felt discomfort creeping down your spine and pooling into the pit of your stomach. Her eyes, those deep violet hues- they were glazed and dull despite that bright smile twisting her lips, lifeless even.
(And yet somehow, they were also colored dark with the hue of hatred.)
Your Kocho Shinobu had died, and from her ashes was rebirthed another- all hollow and bitter with loss, filled with an unadulterated rage and seething with silent fury, but it's always carefully masked- always concealed behind a well constructed, unwavering facade- the stretch of her lips opening into a broad, false smile.
And yet, like the masochist you were (that you still are), you selfishly chose to be back with her, coaxed by that terrible, terrible smile, even though she never truly loved you- at least, not anymore.
Kocho Shinobu is a hollow of the person whom she used to be, but in all of her empty smiles and false cheer, she manages to complete you- piece your fragments together and mend the broken parts of you, in the most inconvenient of ways- fills you up in a way only her, and no full person ever can. You hate her and love her for it.
But you only wish you could heal her hurt, mend her cracks and soothe her heartache in the way she so dutifully eases yours. It's painful, going about everyday and playing pretend with her like this- like you do everyday, despite knowing that there's a certain edge of darkness behind that bright smile, that there's anger above the pain and deceit beneath the false-love.
But despite all that- the lies and the deception, despite the obvious fact that you're both playing a game of pretend that slowly draws close to an inevitable end- she still manages to make your heart stutter and skip a beat, for your breath to hitch in your throat, for the most bittersweetest of aches to squeeze your chest, because she has buried seeds in your gardens and nurtures the life she knows she's grown.
Because there- deep within the darkness, in the trenches of your heart, through the cracks and crevices, there are roots, the bittersweet fruits of your love, anchoring themselves to your very core, thin and spidery and subtle, before they invade you almost completely, corrupt you.
And those petals, scattering on your palm like cremation ashes, soft and white and innocent as they are- they're stained with your blood, constrict your airways and suffocates your lungs, strangles the breath out of you, blooming quietly in the darkness, roots and fronds curling around your ribcage, pushing and pulsing beneath your flesh, ready to break out at any given second you spend in her presence.
And in all of their beguiling innocence and purity, they're venomous- poisons every strained breath you manage to choke out, holds every trace of festering grief and despair and unrequited love you've so desperately tried to snuff out.
But they're still traces of her you refuse to erase, growing and feeding on your pain, frost-hued blossoms unfurling in the darkness and falling past your lips like the floating of prayers. They're memories, this disease, this terrible illness, and they're memories you can't bring yourself to forget- remnants of a past you'll never be allowed to have again.
(And every uncurling of the springtime blooms unfurling inside your chest, bunched and dropping past your mouth is as much as hope as they are memories. They're hope that she's still in there, that your lover is still there, just buried beneath the layers and layers of faux kindness and cheer. But they're also false hope, and that's what makes the pain all the more bitter for you to endure.)
So- you'll go on like this. You've got no other choice than to lie in this bed you've made yourself, accept your fate with the pathetically weak resignation you've always possessed.
You're not strong- not like she is, but you'll endure this sickness for her, no matter how selfish it is. Because every time you glimpse of might be a fragment of her previous self- it manages to bring so much joy, so much hope and happiness, despite the ache that follows after- the sudden hollowness that stretches open inside your chest, the feel of wet petals flooding your mouth, the tickling cough that rattles you to the very core.
After all, she is the one who tends to your gardens- water the plants of her making and allow them to grow, for the venom to manifest, to take root deep inside of you, gnaw away at all the simple, bright soul that's you, and despite the bitterness your unrequited love that plagues you in flesh and blood and soul, you manage to swallow it down and fake a smile just as easily as she does.
Because this is just a game of playing pretend, you can easily force the hurt down, and the selfish anger of your own, the grief and the despair like the coward you are, and hide that piece of ugliness deep inside the caverns of your heart- just like she hides her pain.
(And it's tragic just how easily you fool yourself with this web of lies- how easily you've become more entangled in the threads- a puppet to your own emotions.)
But no matter how good the both of you are at playing this game, at prolonging the torment just for that one blissful slice of paradise- you know, deep within the marrow of your bones, you can never truly fill up the gaping void yawning inside of you, can never replace it with stolen moments and lies and deception- the hole in your heart where your Kocho Shinobu used to be.
FIN -
#kny x reader#Scenario#Hanahaki#shinobu kocho#kimetsu no yaiba#Demon slayer#Shinobu x reader#Reader x Shinobu#angst#Kocho Shinobu#shinobu x you#shinobu x y/n#aNgSt#Kny#ANGST WITH NO HAPPY ENDING#Reader has hanahaki#HANAHAKI#Did I mention angst??? No??#Writermask is back with another post#YALLS PLS COMMENT
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How would the modern RDR2 characters be playing video games?
I thought of this idea when I (as always) woke up in the middle of the night (1-2 am). My sleepy brain was giggling.
Not spell checked/I looked over it once I think
Asks always open :)
These are the characters that I think would play video games often! So if it seems like a random grouping of characters that's why lmao!!! If you wanna see other characters you can ask!
Sean
Some of the games he plays are Resident Evil, COD, Valorant, Minecraft and more
He comments stuff like, "I'm not gay but.." on posts about Leon, and other typically simped for male characters
He yells so loud
He swears a whole lot
If he's playing with other people
He's competitive, and chaotic
He's bashing his shoulder into yours to get you to lose
That filthy cheater
He's SKILLED at geometry dash
Mario Kart lmao he would main Waluigi
I think he'd play videogames the most, but Sadie, Tilly, and Marybeth aren't too far behind
Cried while playing FNAF
Tilly
She would play Stardew valley
Also she's better at geometry dash than Sean (Which is nearly impossible to do, because Sean is so good at it)
MINECRAFT
She doesn't speedrun or anything, she takes her time and enjoys the journey, okay?!
She does steal from villagers (like everyone else), but other than that she's nice to the villagers and to the traveling traders
Also does NOT kill the Iron Golem. Never.
Mario Kart! She would main Baby Mario
She's not too competitive
But maybe just a little 👀
Sadie
Insults the men that insult her while playing games like COD, Valorant, Overwatch, etc.
And she wins
Every time
And they go silent
Every time
She's very very good at the video games she enjoys
In Mario Kart she will almost always get first place, and probably mains King Boo (totally not being bias because I always play as King Boo)
She is scary when she plays video games
She's more competitive than Sean
She's not as loud and Sean but damn she yells a lot
Marybeth
Plays Stardew Valley and secretly gushes over the characters with Tilly
She also probably plays Obey Me!
She likes otome games
Her favorite Obey Me! character would be Simeon
Also Minecraft, and Mario Kart
Can you tell I'm a firm believer that all of the gang would like Mario Kart?!
She would main Princess Peach
She plays Minecraft more to build cool stuff than for survival
Also RPGs too!
As a young girl she would be a sans fangirl
Javier
Plays the least out of the others, but still plays quite a bit
He likes a lot of games
Minecraft, COD, Valorant, Mario Kart, Animal Crossing for some reason
He plays Minecraft not for survival mode, but to build cool stuff (usually builds stuff with Marybeth)
But he also very much enjoys survival mode
Swears and yells in Spanish
Almost as loud as Sean
The occasional horror game too
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