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rashomonss · 3 months

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I couldn't stop thinking about this after reading your "Readjusting" hc

Imagine that the reason MC started acting like a "proper" attendant was because Barbatos couldn't stand how improper and casual Mc was with the brothers. He decides to take her under his wing but he isn't gentle about it, not even when it becomes clear that MC is human, on the contraire, he becomes harsher with his methods until even the brothers notice. Meanwhile MC could be in the state of mind to believe that they deserve to be treated in such ways because they feel guilty over letting everyone assume they were a demon

Also think about how this treatment would affect MC relationship with Barbatos. Imagine MC slipping up in front of him and immediately tensing and starting to apologize. How scared MC would be of even the thought of doing something NB!Barbatos though them was wrong and undignified of her to do/say as the brothers attendant.

And how heartbroken OM!Barbatos would be at seeing MC be so terrified of him.

so I’m currently deep diving thru my drafts and inbox and this was from forever ago so I’m so sorry I’m only getting it done now (,,Ծ‸Ծ,, )

anyway oh. my. god.

i absolutely love this idea! the angst potential this ask has is literally to die for. i’ll be incorporating a few of my readjusting ideas as well and yeah i know nightbringer didn’t go in this direction but im going in it anyway, so i hope yall enjoy! (๑>؂•̀๑)

you’re nothing more and nothing less

You admired yourself in the mirror then stared at the reflection looking back at you.

Sighing you gave yourself a small smile, then remembered his words before giving yourself one last look in the mirror.

“You really do look decent when you know how to clean up.”

An attendant is supposed to look sharp, and presentable no matter the circumstance. They are a direct representation of who they’re serving. How was a noble demon supposed to take the seven rulers of hell seriously if their attendant didn’t even know how to properly dress or present themselves?

Your tie had to be perfectly crisp and presentable, same with the cuffs of your uniform; not a wrinkle should be present. Next, your preferred uniform bottom was ironed with no wrinkle in sight, and your shoes shined to the point you could see your reflection. Each plead and fold was sharp, crisp, and perfect.

Your hair looked presentable and you carried out your normal face routine making sure you looked awake and ready for the day. Finally, you organized your belongings and sat them by your table in a neat fashion ready to be grabbed once you headed off to RAD.

You then made your way to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for everyone as well as coffee and tea for those who usually required it.

As you were finishing up most of the food Beel walked into the kitchen heading straight for the fridge. “Morning MC,” he said catching his breath.

“Good Morning Beel, how was your run? Also, your snack is on the counter so please refrain from eating anything in the fridge,” you replied, as you continued cooking.

“Oh thank you.” he smiled while closing the fridge. As he sat at the counter watching you cook he couldn’t help but become confused at the sight. “Wasn’t it Levi’s turn to make breakfast this morning?”

“It was but he stayed up late last night, and I had a feeling he would oversleep so I took the liberty of making it myself. Not to worry though because I have nothing against cooking for all of you”

Beel frowned in response “Yeah but this is the third day in a row you’ve prepared breakfast and dinner”

“Is it now? Well I have no problems with it unless the rest of you do, I am your attendant after all.”

Beel stopped eating and frowned again, “MC you’re an exchange student from the human realm. You’re back home; there’s no reason for you to still act as our attendant.”

You didn’t respond, instead you finished up the food and began to plate each brothers breakfast. Beel tried to speak again but you cut him off.

“Apologies but could you do me a favor and wake up your brothers for breakfast? I wouldn’t want them to be late for classes.”

Beel gave you a sympathetic look and nodded just before leaving the kitchen.

You did stop to think about his words though. After all everything that happened in the past didn’t need to be continued in the present, you could go back to living how you normally did before.

The only problem was that you didn’t know how to go back to that carefree lifestyle. After being on edge constantly while being stuck in the past you found yourself adapting to that lifestyle. So breaking it all of a sudden was much harder than everyone understood.

Humans are adaptable creatures, they adapt and survive to whatever environment they are thrown into, no matter the circumstances; at least that’s how he explained it.

He drilled it into your head that if you wanted to survive against the best of the best you needed to be superior in every way. It didn’t matter to him if you were a demon or human, neither was an acceptable excuse for not being absolutely perfect.

This mindset had been engraved into your soul during the small time period you were there, so for everyone to just tell you to forget about it was something you couldn’t do even if you tried. They all needed to accept that this was how you were now; and maybe with due time you’ll revert back to your old self.

Numerous voices could be heard in the dining room causing you to snap out of your thoughts. You sighed and then took a deep breath before walking into the room with everyone’s plates.

“Good morning everyone, how’s are all of you?” You asked placing plates in front of each brother at the table.

“Mornin’ MC, I’m fine how are ya?” Mammon said yawning.

“I’m good thank you for asking, but I would be even better if you fixed your tie and shirt” you smiled, placing his food in front of him.

“Dah you sound like Lucifer…” he groaned. It did work however because he buttoned up his shirt and tightened his tie before eating, to which you smiled at him in response.

“That goes for all of you as well, fix your uniforms please.” you said, placing the last plate in Lucifer’s spot. Each groaned and fixed themselves as well before they began to eat.

A laugh was then heard from the doorway which made you look up in response. The oldest then greeted you with a kiss to the cheek before sitting down.

“I see your keeping them on a tighter leash than I am.” Lucifer said looked up at you.

“Well of course. How is anyone supposed to take the seven of you seriously when you don’t even wear the uniform properly.” The room fell silent and Lucifer raised an eyebrow. “Thank you MC, but you realize that you don’t have to worry about our images anymore. You know your home correct..? You don’t have to continue being our attendant.”

You sighed then spoke after a few minutes. “Thank you for your concern I appreciate it, but if you’ll excuse me I have to get the dishes clean”

“Wait you’re not having breakfast with us dear?” Asmo asked worried.

“You haven’t eaten with us at all since you came back. Come on MC, please?” Satan then said.

“I appreciate the concern but I already ate. Thank you for the offer though, I do appreciate it. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

“As their attendant you should not be eating with them unless permitted on a special occasion. It’s basic etiquette as a servant to eat in the kitchen. So you will eat when I eat. Understand?”

That phrase popped in you head again and you sighed heading towards the kitchen.

. . .

The walk to RAD was normal, for you at least, the brothers were a different story entirely.

They tried engaging with you or even walking next to you but you stayed silent and walked behind them.

Normally you’d walk at the same pace and would engage in any kind of small talk but ever since you returned walks to a from RAD had been awkward for the brothers.

Barbatos never walked next to Diavolo, and he taught you to do the same with the brothers.

“You aren’t from the same status, so you should take your place behind them as a result.”

That phrase played in your head as Mammon talked to you about his latest new scheme. You realized that he was walking at the same pace you were so you slowed down ever so slight and engaged in a bit of small talk with him.

The second born frowned as he saw you retreating again, so with a sigh he finished talking and walked a bit faster to catch up with the eldest.

You could see them shorting you glances and whispering to each other but neither said a word to you.

You understood they probably weren’t a fan of this behavior either, but it’s not as if you could break it anytime soon, after all what would he think if you were acting casual with everyone again?

. . .

“Good morning MC” Barbatos spoke, smiling as he slightly waved at you.

Upon seeing him your posture straightened up and you immediately greeted him back with a wave and a nod, in the same fashion he greeted you with. You held eye contact for a brief moment then looked over towards Lucifer.

“I believe we should head out now. There’s paperwork to be done. It was lovely running into you but we’ll be on our way now” you said to the butler.

Before he even had a chance to respond you grabbed Lucifer and dragged him through the hall leaving a confused Barbatos alone in the hallway.

Lucifer tried to question you about your behavior towards the butler but you always avoided talking about it.

Diavolo tried his hand as well and you had given him the same excuse you gave Lucifer. Sighing, the two decided to talk to you over tea instead, hoping that it might calm the mood.

So you followed Lucifer into the council room where Diavolo sat, waiting with a smile. The minute you saw him you smiled back, but soon tensed when Barbatos appeared behind him.

“Sit down MC” Diavolo gestured as soon as you reached the table.

You bowed slightly and did as you were told, making sure to keep yourself in line while Barbatos was present.

Barbatos from the past despised when you were casual with Lord Diavolo and shut down your relationship with him the second he took you as an apprentice.

As Diavolo began to speak you listened attentively and sat up straight making sure to hold eye contact just as Barbatos had instructed you to do before

“MC…” he started. “I understand that it's taken you awhile to try and readjust to everything again, and while we don’t want to pester your progress we do want to talk to you about a few things.”

Were you in trouble? Your heart sank to your stomach as you gripped your uniform bottoms under the table.

“What can I help you with then?” You asked.

“Well for starters you needn’t be so tense, we’re close after all! It’s okay to let loose around us” Diavolo smiled as he gestured towards Lucifer who nodded in response.

“I thank you for your concern, and I will try to relax as you asked” you then nodded.

Your formal response tugged at a frown on Diavolo’s face. “Thank you, now then let’s enjoy some tea.” he said, trying to quickly change the subject.

You froze on the spot as Barbatos brought out the cart of tea and a few snacks. Immediately you jumped up and helped him set the table, much to everyone’s surprise.

“MC, you can leave it to me.” Barbatos said after a moment.

“I understand” you nodded yet still continued picking up the tray of snacks and placing plates in front of Lucifer and Diavolo.

After you finished you stepped behind Barbatos, almost as if you were his shadow. With a sigh he turned to you and tried to ask you to sit back down but you refused.

So instead he tried to guide you to your seat and you stepped away from him in response, the further you took a step back the closer he took a step forward. It wasn’t until you hit the snack cart had you realized how close the two of you were.

However that was short lived as the dish holding the sugar fell off the cart and shattered on the floor the moment you hit it.

Your eyes went wide in horror and you fell to the floor to clean it up in an instant, muttering to yourself silently.

“MC, are you-“

“I’m so sorry, Lord Diavolo, I'll clean this up right away. Please forgive me” you said swiftly picking up the shattered glass and trying your best to clean everything.

“It’s okay, don’t worry it was an accident” Diavolo said as he got up to make sure you were okay.

You shook your head as you went back to cleaning. You were positive Barbatos was going to kill you, he made sure to let you know if you ever messed up in Lord Diavolo’s presence.

So when his figure loomed over you your body tensed with fear as you looked up at him. However his expression didn’t match what you assumed it would’ve been.

He looked concerned and bent down to inspect your hands, hoping there wasn’t any blood due to the shards of glass from the dish.

You immediately retracted your hand when you noticed a cut and Barbatos stiffened.

“I’ll clean this up right away, excuse me” you said as you jumped to your feet and ran out of the council room, leaving three very confused and concerned demons behind.

As the door flew open when you left Solomon walked in with a bewildered look as you rushed out. “What happened? Is everything okay?” He asked as his eyes followed your figure rushing down the hall.

“It’s MC,” Lucifer sighed.

“What about them?” Solomon questioned.

“Long story short they were helping Barbatos and dropped the sugar then bolted out of the room in a panic when Barbatos grabbed their hand to see if they were okay.” Diavolo said with a sigh.

“Ah, that explains things then.” Solomon nodded. “And Barbatos I would refrain from touching or even being near MC for the time being”

“And why is that?” Barbatos questioned with a frown.

“Because MC is probably still on edge after serving alongside you in the past. Let’s just say your methods weren’t exactly…ideal, for a human.” He sighed.

His heart broke upon hearing those words. Barbatos frowned upon learning he was the reason for their rigid behavior and unwillingness to open up to him or Lord Diavolo again.

“I understand,” he sighed.

“If we just talk to MC I’m sure they’ll understand-“ Diavolo started.

“You can, but they haven’t changed their behavior with the brothers so I doubt they change it now. I’ll talk to them when I see them again” Solomon sighed.

Lucifer made a sour expression upon hearing Solomon’s words, mainly because he knew they were true. After all he had spoken to MC countless times yet nothing has changed.

Solomon handed a few papers to Diavolo who read over them in surprise. “Cocytus Hall? That place hasn’t been used in ages, and you wish to move in there?”

“Yes, well Mc and I.” He nodded. “All the paperwork should be there if you’ll allow it”

Lucifer shot the sorcerer a glare and shook his head. “Is that really necessary? That’s quite the opposite of having MC adapt back to the present”

“On the contrary I didn’t suggest this. They did, and if it's what they want I don’t mind indulging my sweet apprentice” He smiled.

The three frowned at Solomon’s words. No matter how annoyed he made them, they all agreed that he was the only one you talked to like normal.

It wasn’t fair that he was the only one that got that attention from you. After a few more minutes of going back and forth Diavolo finally approved the idea, much to Lucifer’s protests.

It was just a thought but Diavolo hoped that if he did this you would eventually come back to them, and not the you that was terrified and uptight, he missed the carefree human who could brighten up the room.

With a sigh the room fell silent as Solomon left, all three demons were running out of ideas and the longer you avoided them the more painful it had become.

How long were they supposed to stay like this? They all wondered with tense sighs.

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dantakeyoman · 1 year

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I would reallyy love if you could write about how when the Sully family reaches the new tribe all of the Metkayina girls are trying really hard to get Neteyam to notice them (Cause you know he's the oldest, a good warrior and is gonna be a leader soon) but they dont know he already has a mate and the reader gets jealous. So neteyam has to comfort her and when she realizes she is being silly and has nothing to worry about...this one metkayina girl really pushes it....(im talking getting touchy with neteyam, always finding ways to get him alone and is rude to the reader) and she loses her absolute shit and you can decide what she does but i want it to be very possessive like behavior😏 sorry this is long😅

Metkayina Girls Start Falling At Neteyam's Feet and You, His Mate, Get Jealous (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Omaticaya

CW: a story of jealousy with aa twist, these girls are really shameless, Kiri and Lo'ak duo, sorry im posting so late, my stomach actually really hurts rn, but not writing for so long has been driving me crazy, anyway, enjoy <3 ( i barfed in my mouth a little bit writing some of this cringey shit )

"Humans?! That must've been so scary for you! What happened next?" Leyelu asked as she stretched, laying herself stomach-down in the sand in front of Neteyam, batting her eyelashes.

"Yeah, did you fight them? I'm sure you did, since you are such a strong warrior," Nayat smiled, scooching her seat closer to the boy.

"Um...well, I didn't-." "Impossible. I can imagine you swooping in and saving your family. All heroic-like," Srraza smirked, openly raking her eyes up and down Neteyam's body, not caring how uncomfortable he looked.

Their shameless display made you want to vomit, and possibly scream, at the same time.

There were a total of three girls. Leyelu, Nayat, and Srraza. And all were practically throwing themselves at Neteyam.

It had been about a week and some change since you and the Sullys arrived at Awa'atlu. And every day, without fail, these girls managed to tail Neteyam, following him and showering him in praise whenever they could.

You hadn't had not two seconds alone with him before one of them, or all three, came barging in with some fake excuse of a heavy basket they needed help lifting or a boat they needed help loading.

You knew Neteyam never entertained their advances, and were thankful for it.

But being his mate, you couldn't help but feel frustrated. (and maybe a little jealous)

"If you scowl any harder, it's going to become permanent," Kiri playfully warned, your face amusing her.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," you curtly answered, tearing your eyes away from the scene angrily.

"Yes. I'm fine is stretched tightly across your face right now," Lo'ak smirked from his spot in the sand, hands behind his head as he subathed.

"(y/n), I hope you know that Neteyam would never-." "I know," you sighed, already guessing what Kiri was going to say.

"I trust Neteyam completely. It's just-."

You couldn't finish the sentence. It was embarrassing.

"Just what?" Lo'ak asked, ears perking in intrigue.

"Give her a minute," Kiri shushed, smacking him in the arm, earning an annoyed ow! from the boy.

"It's not that I'm scared Neteyam will leave me. It is just...I don't see why he won't," you started, staring down at your feet in shame.

Kiri and Lo'ak both whipped their heads towards you in disbelief, their expressions contorting into ones of confusion.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Lo'ak asked, confused.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri scolded.

She was thinking the same thing, but he could've been a little easier on the delivery.

"Look at them," you sighed, holding out your hand to the girls, who were still fake listening to Neteyam's story.

"Leyelu's father is one of the best hunters in the clan, only second to Tonowari. Nayat's mother is incredibly skilled on the loom, who is now teaching Nayat everthing she knows. For Eywa's sake, Srraza is studying under Ronal to be a healer."

The brother ans sister's expressions slowly softened, the meaning behind your words now coming to light.

"You are the best dancer the Omaticaya have ever seen. And the best the Metkayina have seen, as well," Kiri tried to comfort, a warm smile on her face.

"Oh, yes, because dancing can help me hunt for food. And dancing can help me make clothes. Let's not forget, it can help me heal as well," you sarcastically agreed, snippy.

Kiri sighed.

She didn't take it to heart, not one bit. She understood your frustration.

"They all have spent their years learning skills that can be of use, be important. All I have to show for mine are a couple of dance moves."

Lo'ak looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it until you were finished.

"And the best part of it is they are all gorgeous, the most sought after girls in this village. And I'm just...me."

Kiri felt her heart ache.

She had no idea you had been feeling this way this whole time.

She thought it was just a small case of jealousy. But it seemed to be much deeper than that.

"So, no. I'm not frustrated or scared of Neteyam leaving me. I am frustrated and scared because he has every reason to."

You turned back to the scene, only to see Leyelu resting her hands on Neteyam's chest, leaning into his face.

"Hey, Neteyam. Have you ever given thought to who could possibly be your mate?" she asked with a smirk, peering up at him through her beautiful eyelashes.

It was as if you didn't even exist.

"(y/n), wai-." But you ignored Kiri, abruptly standing up, not wanting to watch the scene any longer.

"Dammit, (y/n)! Sit down and look," Lo'ak groaned, roughly pulling you back down and turning your face to watch Neteyam.

"Do not touch me," Neteyam sternly ordered, grabbing the girl's wrists and pulling her hands of him, harshly.

"I know that you know I already have a mate. And you trying to make advances on me while knowing that is incredibly disrespectful."

The girls were giving him puppy dog eyes, as if that would guilt him into stopping.

It made you gag.

"I do not appreciate how you've been disregarding (y/n) this entire week. Especially when she has done nothing to you."

"That's exactly the point. She does nothing. She is just there with you. You two do not even act like mates," Srraza scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"That is true. I never see you two hug, or kiss, or embrace each other romantically at all," Nayat agreed.

"Because any time I get alone with her is interrupted by you three!" Neteyam exclaimed, annoyed.

His sudden burst shocked you.

You didn't know he felt this.

"I only get time to myself every once in a while, and I like to spend it with (y/n). But ever since I've gotten here, you three have used every mean under the sun to keep that from happening. For Eywa's sake, that was what I was on my way to do now before you all came along!"

"But why? She doesn't hunt, she doesn't loom, she doesn't heal, she can't even carry a tune. She's boring, plain. Why would you willingly want to spend time with her?" Leyelu asked, cocking an eyebrow s she crossed her arms.

Ouch.

"That's why you look like a dead fish, bitch!" Lo'ak loudly called, making you and Kiri die in snickers.

The girl whipped around, glaring daggers at the boy.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri tried to scold, but couldn't through her laughter.

"It's true! If her eyes were any farther apart, she'd be able to see the back of her head," he huffed.

You were his friend. And he didn't like people talking shit about you.

Meanwhile, Neteyam was using every ounce of his strength to not bare his teeth at the girl.

"I don't care about what she can't do. I love what she can. She's a phenomenal dancer, and has forgotten more moves than you three will ever learn. She's funny, she's kind, she's caring, the farthest thing from boring. And her beauty makes the three of you look like a patch wet sand. I am lucky to call her my mate, and if you all would excuse me, I'm going to spend the rest of the day with her," Neteyam angrily corrected, pushing past them and walking towards you.

And as he drew closer, you smiled, wider than you had in a while.

You felt foolish for thinking he could do better than you.

Especially after he just confessed that he believed he could do no better than you.

It made you feel happy, and loved, and secure in your relationship.

There was no one that could take your place because you were the place, and the only one who could ever be it.

And now knowing that fact, sent you over the moon.

…

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burntb4bydoll · 11 months

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If your comfortable with it Could you please write overstimulation with Bill & Tom like reader is a fan and they both liked her and they decided that the one who eats her out the best gets to fuck her (but they just start overstimulating her Couse she tastes addicting) with hair pulling and all that (you can't tell me they never fought over a girl at least a little)

I absolutely love this idea thank you for the request! They literally both had their first kiss with the same girl so I agree

Bill and Tom Kaulitz x Reader

Summery: The twins both want you to themselves but why not have both😇

Warnings: hair pulling, overstimulation, light choking, oral (fem receiving), threesome ish? Idk don’t worry the twins aren’t touching each other or nothing😭

You barely remember how you ended up here. One second you were meeting your favorite band and now your making out with two of the members? You are currently living every girls wet dream. Your train of thought was broken when Tom pulled your face away from Bills.

“Hey, you need to share her Bill. Im sure she wants me more anyways.” Tom smirks, holding your face with one of his hands. Bill rolled his eyes and lightly pushes Toms shoulder.

“Yeah? Well look how flustered she is from kissing me. Im pretty sure she wants both of us so calm down” They were talking about you like you weren’t even there. You huffed, missing their lips on yours. “Aww its ok, Ill give you my attention honey.” Bill coos at you, flashing his beautiful smile at you. But before he could kiss you again, Tom pulls you into him and smashes his lips onto yours. You gasped at the roughness of the boy, which made him smirk into the kiss. He pulls away slowly and tilts your head up to look up at him.

“You want me to touch you baby?” You shake your head quickly leaning closer to him. Bill comes up behind you and starts leaving hot kisses anywhere he can reach. You tip your head back to lay your head against his chest.

“Tom, we need to take turns with her.” Tom sighs and looks at Bill.

“Hmm ok, I wanna go first though” Bill nodded and pulled you towards the hotel bed. Bill sat on the bed and yanked your body so that your back was touching his chest. Tom sits in front of you and starts pulling your pants down. “Is this ok?” You nod at him, which makes him stop his movements “use your words baby, cmon.”

“Yeah its ok Tom” you tell him shakily. Bill plays with your hair to calm you down. Tom finally gets your pants off and immediately rip your underwear off of you. You gasp, he seriously just ripped some of the cutest underwear you owned.

“Don’t worry, we’ll buy you some more.” Bill laughs, making your body bounce against him slightly. You can feel Toms breath against you and you buck your hips up, hoping he gets the hint. He chuckles a bit before looking you in the eyes and attaching his mouth onto you. Both of you moan at the contact. Tom grabs your thighs and pulls you closer, needing to taste more of you. You can feel him groaning into you, sending shocks through your body. You reached up and hold onto Bills arms that we’re holding you in place.

“Fuck, she tastes so damn good.” Tom groans while still using his tongue to fuck you. You whine and grind onto his pretty face. You couldn’t stop yourself from finishing on his mouth. He continued working his mouth on you for a while until Bill stopped him.

“Ok let me have a turn now.” Bill said, shoving Toms head away from you. Tom rolled his eyes and moves to sit behind you like Bill was doing before. He pulls you into his chest and lets his hand rest on your throat. Bill wastes no time, immediately lowering his head between your legs. You whine, already feeling sensitive from Toms mouth. Bill sighs happily and closes his eyes once he tastes you.

“Ah! Bill please- give me a minute I just-“ you were cut off when Tom squeezed your throat and tilted your head up.

“Let him play with you baby, doesn’t he deserve a turn?” He mocked you. You could feel Bill lightly giggling against you. He sped up his movements and dug his nails into your hips. You moved your hips, trying to escape his assault on your clit, but Bill yanked you back and pushed his fingers into you. This made you see stars and you whimpered loudly. Bill can feel you squeezing around his fingers and curls them up to make you cum faster. Once you cum, your left with shaking legs and you chest burns from trying to catch your breath.

“Oh sweet girl, just wait till we fuck you.” Bill smirks. Oh this was about to be a long night.

PART 2

#bill kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel smut #gustav schafer x reader #georg listing x reader

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berryzxx · 5 months

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omg hi

can i request a fic where reader has had a bad day so theo cheers her up (like bff's to lovers) bc i want im desperate

thank you

Your mine, sweetheart

hey gal x (also who isn't desperate for Theo?) Pansy is a bitch in this one but anyways hope u like it x)

Summary: Theo cheers you up after a bad day

Theodore Nott x reader

Pansy looked me up and down, hate simmering in her eyes. She scoffed "Don't tell me that's what your wearing. You look like an absolute slag"

After being best friends with her for our first few years and realising how toxic she really was I had tried to keep my distance from her but she didn't get the hint and instead liked to comment on each and every thing I did. Of course the comments hurt me but maybe after the years they just didn't hurt as much. Maybe I was immune now. The dress I had chosen for this nights party was a short green dress, something to celebrate our Quidditch win but of course the dress didn't live up to her expectations. What was really annoying was she wore a similar dress just a few weeks back but according to her I was the one who looked like a slag.

"I think it looks nice Pansy"

I turned to my mirror and applied a light pink lip gloss that was almost finished because of the amount of times I had used it. I couldn't be bothered arguing with her tonight. I wasn't about to let her ruin my mood.

"I bet you tried finding the shortest dress in that store"

I rolled my eyes "What are you on about?" I was getting tired of her stupid, annoying comments.

"You know exactly what I'm on about. Don't think Theo's gonna fuck you after this, honey. Your just like all the other desperate bitches at the party"

I gritted my teeth together and put my lip gloss down trying to appear as unaffected as I could. "Fuck off. Jealousy isn't a good look on you"

I walked past her, tears forming in my eyes. Before I could leave she made sure to mutter "Once a whore, always a whore". I let my feet carry me outside to the warm summer evening where the sun was setting. I walked around the lake trying to blink away the tears so my makeup wouldn't be ruined. Was there any point of going to the party? No, probably not.

I sat down on hill, the freshly mowed grass making a soft carpet for me to relax on. Me and Theo had sat hear many times before whether it was to have a late night snack or to miss lessons. It was a comforting place.

I sat there until the sun set and soon it got darker. Almost too dark. My thoughts had cleared now. My tears no longer trying to make an appearance. Maybe I could join the party. Just because one person was being an ass didn't mean everyone else would be.

As I was contemplating on whether I should stand up or not someone cleared their throat behind me. I raised my wand instantly expecting...well something scary I guess.

It was in fact Theo holding a small golden lantern. I didn't bother standing up and instead waited for him to flop down next to me.

"My favourite person isn't going to congratulate me on my performance today?" He placed the lantern between us so we were both bathed in a warm orange light. I could just about make him out, his features looking almost worried.

"You were good." I said. I didn't have the social battery to talk to him right now even if he had done nothing wrong.

He smiled at me "I know. What's up with you? Your usually dragging me to parties but instead your...well from my point of view it looks like your mourning your rabbit"

I let out a small laugh. Even at times like these he could make me laugh. "I just don't understand. Why is it so hard for some people to be nice?"

Theo shrugged "They're probably insecure. Or jealous."

"Yeah. Probably"

We sat in silence for another few minutes before Theo stood up stretching out his hand to me "Come on, sweetheart. Your the life of the party. It's no fun without you"

I stood up and handed him the lantern instead "You can be the life of the party tonight. I'm tired"

"Don't let someone ruin what you want to do. Y/n you love parties. You've never missed one. Unless you really are tired, I'll respect your decision and walk with you to your room"

I contemplated my options. I could do what I really wanted to do which was go to the party and enjoy life with my friends or I could get cosy in my bed and feel like a coward for the next week. He was right. No one got to influence what I wanted to do.

"Your playing truth or drink with me then" He grinned at me "Whatever you want, sweetheart"

As we walked back inside the castle from a more hidden entrance Theo made sure to hold my hand because apparently he "didn't want me to trip and get hurt". Whatever the reason was it didn't stop butterflies from forming in my stomach.

I had to blink at the sudden brightness of the corridors, the light finally letting me see Theo clearly. He had dropped my hand and instead was surveying me.

Theo's eyes took their time on inspecting my outfit, hungrily devouring the way the dress emphasised my curves. He finally brought his gaze up to look at me, his eyes slightly darker than usual "You look absolutely divine"

I smiled at the compliment "If you weren't my best friend, I'd say you were flirting with me"

He raised an eyebrow "Maybe I am. It's quite hard not to when my best friend is so fucking gorgeous" My cheeks heated at his words, my dress feeling a little too tight all of a sudden. I think I needed to sit down after that.

He extended his arm so I could wrap my hand around it. "I can't wait to tell everyone we're dating"

I paused. What did he say? "If that's ok with you" He added hastily.

I thought about what he said. Had I always imagined what it would be like if Theo asked me out and we weren't just best friends anymore? Of course I did. Every single second of every single day.

"That's fine with me"

He smiled again, a small dimple appearing in his left cheek "Then it's settled. Your mine, sweetheart. And I'm yours"

(not proof read cause im a lazy bitch)

(also will be creating a master list soon :) )

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gotham-daydreams · 6 months

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Hi im so sorry if this has been asked before but in your not series, which i absolutely adore by the way, Since Alfred getting the batfam to see the videos and investigate is what kicked the batfam off on their yandere domino effect, what would have happened if y/n kept in contact with Alfred and only Alfred? Maybe giving him little updates, nothing that could really be tracked but enough to tell them how everything is going maybe like through letters with no return address or something. would he still have done what he did? Or would we still have something else to kick the batfam off on their yandere mode, or would they just never realize that the y/n was gone?

Hello!

Considering what happens in the series and everything- I'd say that Alfred still would try to get the Batfam to look for Y/n. Since, well, I'll let you on a tiny little secret; Y/n did sort of do something like that, but its gotten to a point where there is less 'character', and it's more to the point. It's almost as if Y/n is trying to further distance themselves from the family altogether, and I wonder why they'd go and do something like that 🤔

Though- for the sake of the ask, let's say that all of that has yet to happen, and Y/n has been pretty good about sending letters and such. Alfred would be happier than he is in the series, I'll say that much, but ultimately I think he'd still eventually send out the Batfam to look for Y/n.

This is because Alfred wants to talk with Y/n, and I think I may have mentioned this in another ask- but he basically doesn't want to have to further deal with this "one sided nonsense" as I believe I put it. With no return address, or really anything to go off of location wise- even if he did write something back (and he has), then there would be no way he could send it to Y/n. Not to mention that over the months Y/n has been gone did he get more... greedy as he began to miss them.

Yes the letters are nice, and he does deeply appreciate and love how they're trying to keep in contact with him and only him by using such means, but that ultimately isn't enough for him. He wants to talk with them too, he wants to communicate, and most of all- he just wants to see them again. (Which, that in itself includes a bit more than just simply seeing Y/n, but that's for later.)

He wants to be in their presence again, and just... bond and talk with them without the pen and paper. He wants things to go 'back to normal' in that way, since he doesn't necessarily care if Y/n stays in the manor or not (he does, but he can look past it under certain conditions), he just wants to see them. A want which can develop into an obsessive need- kind of like how it does in the series.

Really, the way to have a happy Alfred that won't send the fam after your ass, is to honestly just visit him once in a while. Which, in itself may be a bit hard if you don't like the Batfam, and aren't willing to even risk them seeing you in the slightest, or just generally aren't comfortable in the Manor at this point. But even if it's just helping him out a bit in the garden, or generally with outside work, or sneaking in just to snag a snack he left out, then he'll be a significantly happier camper that won't manipulate and guilt trip the rest of the family to come and bring you back home. Not right away, anyways.

Just make sure he doesn't ever know if you get hurt or something. Especially if you got hurt at home or because of someone close to you. The intention will hardly matter to Alfred, believe me. The happier you keep him, and watch what you say, the less likely it is that he'll begin to start looking for little things that he'll use as reasoning for kick starting the family acknowledging/worrying about you.

Overall, just through letters and essentially one sided conversations, yeah- Alfred will still basically kick start everything.

The little updates and such will be appreciated, and he'll be fine at first, but at some point he's going to get more greedy, and will want to see Y/n. The letters and such won't be enough, and even if he'll still hang onto them, he's too selfish to be fully content with them for long.

So, yeah! Everything still sort of goes down about the same way as the series! :]

I hope this answered your question!

#talking daydreams #yandere batfam #platonic yandere batfam #platonic yandere #yandere alfred #yandere alfred pennyworth

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staarri · 7 months

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it’ll be quick

zhongli, neuvillette x gn!reader

w. implied relationship, gender neutral reader, not proof read (we die like caribert), implied short(?) reader, height difference, a tad bit suggestive for neuvillette wc 1.1k

where you ask them for a favor, and they cant bring themselves to say no

﹢﹒ zhongli

another drowsy evening for the city of liyue. plenty of people coming back to their homes, children that were once playing on the streets are now running back to their parents, and the lights start to become the city’s only source of guidance—aside from the stars and the slowly descending sun.

zhongli was walking around, his gloved hands behind his back, holding each other. his ponytail moving from the wind, along with his coat. although he isn’t walking that fast, it is quite a windy day.

you were about to do a few errands for hu tao. a handful of them being difficult, as she wanted you to collect a few things in a forest you decided never to enter after the test of courage you attended last year with chongyun.

you spot your boyfriend, zhongli, just walking around in the streets, doing absolutely nothing. so, you decided to do something you did best: annoy him.

with slow steps, you walk towards his back and give his shoulder a tap. he looks to the wrong direction, before turning right and facing you.

“dear, i did not expect to see you here. isn’t it your rest day today?” he asks, tone soft and worried. zhongli rests his thumb on your cheek, pinching then pulling it—but not too hard that it hurts you. he just likes the feeling of it, plus, you look so adorable whenever he does it anyway.

he adores the way your eyes shine whenever he looks at you. even if its because of the sun, the lamp, or the streetlights, he likes seeing you looking up at him.

“‘li, thank god i found you. i just came back from the parlor, i was helping hu tao out with a few things.” you say, smiling. you bring his hand to yours, then raise your feet so he can give you a quick kiss on the forehead.

“…speaking of, are you busy right now?” you ask. thinking about the best idea you’ve ever had, because there is no way you are going to enter that forest again.

zhongli shakes his head, and lets out a hum of disagreement.

“you have plans, my love?” he asks, the corner of his lip curling into a small smile. he thinks you’re going to ask him out to dinner.

okay, well, now you feel a pinch of guilt in your heart.

“no.. sorry, but we can eat out when this is finished. i, uh, its actually a little stupid.”

“tell me, i promise i won’t laugh.” he says, chuckling.

your eyes wander around, thoughts going into your brain all at once.

“hu tao asked me if i could get a few flowers and plants in wuwang hill..” your feet start to kick the ground, feeling a little embarrassed by this request.

“arent you terrified of that place, dear?” zhongli asks, eyebrows raising in confusion. why would hu tao send you to that place if she knew you hated it there?

“yeah! exactly—so, i, um… thought it would be, like, okay if i asked you to do it instead?” you look at him with pleading eyes, your mouth in a small, awkward smile.

he brings his lips back to your temple, giving it another kiss. you can feel him smile against your skin.

“im sure it wont take long, please?”

“fine.” he laughs, his lips still ghosting over your head. “but, you have to promise me we’re going to wuwang hill together next time. okay? need to get that fear out of your pretty head.”

﹢﹒neuvillette

surprisingly, todays weather forecast for fontaine was said to be clear blue skies with a bright sun. your boyfriend was out for with the traveler today, he said it wouldn’t take too long and he’d be back by lunch.

you sat in his office chair, a few dishes you’ve just cooked rest on the table. you check the clock, 12:23.

resting your head on the palm of your hand, you begin to wonder how you’ll be asking him this. a folder of papers in your hand, all errands that your boss has asked you to finish and hand in before tomorrow. it was assigned last week, but, being the procrastinator you are, you “forgot”.

you knew neuvillette was good with paperwork, i mean, its his job, is it not? and it was all basic things anyway, you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it yourself since the thickness of the paper was so intimidating.

you hear the front door click open, and you quickly snap out of your daydreams. your goal? get neuvillette agree to help you out with the paperwork without getting too mad. definition of help? for him to do all of it.

he walks in the office, letting out a deep sigh as he takes his shoes off and setting them aside. then, he smells the scent of his favorite meal. he lights up at the sight of his favorite person, you, and a cold glass of water. of course.

“all this for me, sweet thing?” he asks, clearly surprised with the sudden gesture. you nod eagerly.

neuvillette gives a small smile. exactly what he needed right after a few tiring hours of chatting.

but immediately, he senses that something’s amiss. you wouldn’t prepare him food—no, you do prepare food for him. the thing is, you’ve filled his whole desk with dishes! each a from a different reigon in teyvat.

“what is it?” he laughs, already seeing through you. you’re so easy to read after all.

you held the folder behind your back, perhaps he noticed you were hiding it from him? or maybe he heard the light shuffling? either way, you’ve been caught, time to come clean.

“so… i got a few assignments from last week, and i don’t understand half of it?” you smile, trying to convince him to help you.

he chuckles, a hand to his mouth. “you mean; i forgot to do them. right?”

your eyes widen, cheeks feeling warm. god, why’d he have to be so smart?

“uh… yeaaah?” you say, in the worst possible way possible. its obvious you made up the lie earlier.

“figured as much, you wouldn’t prepare me this much food unless it was a special occasion.” neuvillette goes to your side and gives a quick peck on the cheek.

“by special occassion, i mean you asking me for a favor. dont think i can’t see through you, little fox.” he teases, then goes to another chair and starts to take a sip of the soup.

“ill do it,” he says inbetween sips. “but you owe me big time, lovely. maybe you can make it up to me later?”

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average-vibe · 3 months

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Hi I heard you needed fic ideas so here I am 😎

I am in desperate need of a wil x reader fiction where reader is on her period and dealing with the usual shenanigans like being moody and in pain n shit and wilbur is still an absolute angel towards her 🥹

(Also I just watched one of THOSE Millennial tiktoks and I fear it has impacted my use of language help)

🤌❤️

it’ll be okay

pairing: wilbur x fem!reader

summary: the request!

tw: blood, periods? (idk) mentions of abusive relationships, cursing

an: TY SM ILYYYYY

okay anyways-

masterlist

“Hey, Wil, Im gonna go use the restroom, okay?” you told your boyfriend, who was sitting on the couch with his arm holding you close.

“Alright.” He spoke, giving you a gentle kiss to the forehead and releasing you from his grip. You stood up and walked to the bathroom, gently smiling at your boyfriends actions. He was always so sweet towards you, so kind.

As you walked, you noticed a strange feeling, as you did every month.

Shit.

Your speed increased and you slammed the bathroom door, breathing heavy. You prayed to the gods that it was just a mistake, you misinterpreted something. Then you checked.

shit shit shit.

You groaned quietly to yourself. You were at Wilbur flat, and you only had 2 pads. That would definitely not be enough for the weekend-long trip, at wilbur’s place, two had planned.

You tried your best to clean yourself up, and went back downstairs, praying that wilbur didn’t notice anything.

You knew that Wilbur knew what a period was. When you got your first mood swings, you explained to him what would happen.

So why were you so stressed?

Your mind went back to your ex. When you had first gotten your period at his house, he called you disgusting, saying that “You need to keep that to yourself.”. He would continue to bully your and talk down to you about it, making you feel bad and gross for being a woman.

When you left, you didn’t tell anyone when you were on your period, in fear of similar mistreatment. Wilbur was the only person you ever told, but you had never gotten it at his house, with no pads or anything.

You shoo’d the thoughts away and sat down next to Wilbur, more tense than usual.

“You okay, Love?” Wilbur asked sweetly, eyes glowing in the sun reflecting off of the window.

“Mhm.” you nodded, refusing to looks at him in the eye.

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” You said, looking at your hands.

“Are you sure?”

He knew that something was wrong. And you knew it. You might as well tell him.

“Ok, Wilbur, I’m really sorry, butgotmyperiodjustnow.” you quickly said, looking at him.

“What?”

You took at deep breath, closing your eyes, and repeated your words, slower. “I got my period.”

Wilbur’s expression went from worried to relieved in a second. “Ok, thank god, i thought you were dying or something.”

“Your not.. Mad?” you asked, face flushing in embarrassment.

“Huh?”

“You’re not angry?”

“Y/N, why on earth would i be mad? You can’t help it at all! It’s just- oh.”

The realization hit him like a train, and his eyes blew wide.

“Oh, Love, i’m sorry.” He said, hugging you tightly. “We can go to the store at get you everything you need, yeah?”

“Okay.” You said, holding back tears.

Oh, silly you, worrying about wilbur caring.

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an: OOPS WENT OVERBOARD LOL

this is DEFINITELY not me venting through fics 😀🤚

okay bye now

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watchmegetobsessed · 1 year

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JUST HOW FAST THE NIGHT CHANGES (part 4)

A/N: surprise update!! i was able to sneak some writing in today at work and i didn't want to hold onto the part once it was finished, so now im posting it before going to bed hehe but anyways, enjoy!

WARNING: discussion about miscarriage

PAIRING: Harry x High-School-Best-Friend!Reader

WORD COUNT: 3.3k

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You never really had any trouble paying attention at meetings, but today it feels like torture to listen to your group leader tell about an upcoming project. Normally you’d be taking notes, but now your document is awfully empty in front of you, almost mocking you for being a mess.

It’s been your constant state since dinner at Harry’s.

It totally flipped your world upside down and you haven’t been able to stop thinking about it every waking moment. You still have no clue what’s gotten into you to tell him about Drew and everything that happened, you hate talking about it, but with Harry it felt kind of… natural to open up. He gave just the type of comfort you’ve been seeking for a long time and you’d have never guessed it would be him to make you feel this way.

And when he pulled out the beads from his wallet? You were absurdly close to start sobbing again.

How are you supposed to go on from this point? Where are you even heading? Harry came back to your life kind of abruptly and judging from his invitation he is planning to stay this time. You have your fears and doubts about him still, you know you shouldn’t just jump right into this new situation so easily, but… part of you is desperate to be selfish and do what feels the best.

“Y/N?” your team leader’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts and as you look up from the screen you notice that almost everyone has left the room.

“Oh, s-sorry… I got distracted a bit,” you mumble, shutting your laptop and gathering your things.

“Is everything alright?” Nadine approaches you with genuine worry in her eyes.

She might be your boss, but she’s been more like a friend. She knows what you went through and instead of adding to your plate for not being able to do as much work in the tougher times, she was right there to help you through it, giving you all the tools to keep you going and keep your job as well. You’re eternally grateful for that.

“Yeah, I’m just… a bit all over the place,” you huff out a chuckle.

“If you need a few extra days off, just let me know, we can try to make it work.”

“No, I’m fine, really,” you assure her. “Just had an overwhelming weekend, is all.”

“Alright, let me know if you need anything.”

“Sure, will do. Thank you,” you smile at her before heading towards the door, but before walking out, you stop and turn back. “Just theoretically, if I were to work fully remotely for a bit, like a few weeks, would that be okay?”

She looks up from her notes and nods.

“Of course. You know you have the chance to work from home as much as you want still.”

“Thanks.”

It came out of the blue, how you asked about full remote work. Harry’s invitation has been itching your brain since Friday and it seems like you’re starting to get familiar with the thought of it.

You spend the rest of the day tucked away in your little corner cubicle, trying your best to focus on work. Your stomach growls violently when you finally stand up from your desk and get ready to leave. Your mouth waters when you think about dropping by your favorite sandwich place on your way home, but for some reason you’re not a fan of having dinner alone tonight.

And before you could even think about it, you’re texting Harry.

Y/N: Do you have plans tonight?

By the time you pack your stuff and head out of the building you already have a reply to your text.

HARRY: Nothing in particular, but I feel like it’s about to change. :)

Y/N: Want to grab dinner with me?

HARRY: Absolutely, I’m on my way.

Y/N: I haven’t even said where.

HARRY: Doesn’t matter, I’m on my way.

You laugh at his text as you shoot him the address to the sandwich place before you’re off on your way as well.

Harry has a skip in his step as he rounds the corner from the parking lot. He actually had plans for the afternoon, some work he needed to take care of but there was no doubt he would trade it to have some time with you.

The sandwich place you invited him out to seems small, not too crowded or popular, but if you like it he knows he will too. You’re already by the front door when he arrives, approaching you with a goofy smile.

“For a moment I thought you weren’t coming,” you chuckle, as he greets you with a warm hug.

“Of course I came, I would have been stupid not to,” he simply answers and you ignore how your heart just skipped a beat.

He smiles when the guy behind the counter greets and calls you by your name. You order your usual as always and Harry chooses the Very Veggie one before the two of you take a booth in the corner, tucked away from prying eyes.

“Okay, oh my God, this is very good, now I understand why it’s your favorite place!” He moans with his mouth full right after the first bite of his sandwich.

“You had doubts? I’m offended!” you gasp dramatically, to which he just grins.

The conversation almost picks up from where you left it off last time. Even though you’re out in the public this time, he is able to bring the same kind of comfort that held you at his place. It’s a lot lighter, the heavy stuff is off the table, but it still feels just as important.

“So did you think about coming to Palm Springs?” he asks with a smirk as he wipes his mouth with a napkin.

“Mm, I did,” you shortly answer.

“And? What do you think?”

“Why do you want me there so badly?” you ask with a sigh, though a smile is playing on your lips.

“Because I want to see you on my birthday,” he simply answers with an innocent shrug.

“You survived your last ten birthdays without me.”

This could have sounded offended, but it’s not the case, you’re cheeky and it was just some teasing, luckily Harry could tell too so he doesn’t take it to his heart.

“And it was so horrible!” he gasps dramatically, making you laugh. “All my favorite birthdays are the ones I spent with you!”

“So you haven’t had a good birthday in a decade? Poor thing!” you play along.

“See? You can’t let me have another bad birthday!” He even pouts his lips at you, giving you the puppy eyes which just makes you laugh again as you shake your head in disbelief. It’s good to see that he is just as persistent as he was before.

He doesn’t want to push you too much, doesn’t want you to feel like you can’t say no, so he is ready to drop the topic when you surprise him.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” he asks, eyes widening. “W-what do you mean okay?”

“I’ll go to Palm Springs with you.”

It takes a couple of moments for him to register what you just agreed to, but when it finally sinks in he can’t control his happiness.

“Yes! Fuck yes!” he throws his hands up into the air, as if he just won the lottery. There are only two other people in the shop, they give him a weirded out look, but he ignores them all, eyes glued to you over the table. “Okay, I’ll take care of everything, you don’t have to worry about anything, it’s gonna be so good!”

“I have to move a few things around at work though, so it’s not entirely certain, alright?”

“Sure, let me know if you need help with anything. I’ll send you over everything about the traveling and all, okay?”

“Okay,” you chuckle lightly, touched by the enthusiasm he is showing you.

You stay a little longer before heading home, Harry insists on dropping you off and secretly he also wants to know where you live. It’s a simple neighborhood with similar townhouses lining the street, he can totally picture you walking around, coming home from work or going grocery shopping.

“So when can I see you again?” he asks, parking down in front of your place.

“Why are you always asking me this?” you chuckle.

“Because I want to see you,” he admits without shame, completely oblivious to what it does to you.

You can’t deny the romantic feelings you have for Harry, maybe it’s what’s left from the past, maybe it’s something entirely new. It doesn’t matter. It’s something you haven’t experienced in a long time and because of what happened to you not long ago, you’re not entirely sure what to make of it.

“I’ll call you. Or you can call me too,” you smile shyly before leaning over the console and giving him a little awkward side hug before getting out of the car.

He watches you jump up the stairs and open the front door, turning back you wave at him one last time before walking in and shutting the door behind you. He drives away with a lovesick sigh.

Since last time it was you who invited him out, he thinks it’s his job to take the next step. And he’ll gladly do it.

He’s been thinking and planning what to do next, dinner, museum, casual hangout, he’s thought of it all by the point Friday rolls around again and he knows he needs to up his game and not waste any more time. So Friday morning he texts you.

HARRY: Hey! Do you want to watch a movie tonight? We can order food and everything.

He doesn’t expect an immediate reply from you, he goes on with his day as usual, but keeps checking his phone, only to see no message from you. When lunch time rolls around he starts to worry. He doesn’t want to be a bother, maybe you just have too much work to do, but he still wants to know you’re alright.

So against the anxious voice in his head, he calls you sometime in the afternoon when it’s been way too long since his text.

The line rings and rings, he starts to think he will not get an answer, but at last you pick up.

“Yeah?” Your voice is weak, kind of sleepy and might be even pained, he can’t tell just from this one little word.

“Hey, it’s… it’s me, Harry,” he starts, unsure if you even know he is the caller. “Is everything alright? Did you see my text?”

He doesn’t want to be pushy, but he can’t rid himself of the worry that’s crawling up his spine as there’s a long pause on the other end of the line.

“Um, I saw it. I just… don’t think I can do it tonight.”

“Are you alright? Not to be rude or anything, but you sound… kind of sick?”

“I’m not sick, I… I can’t tonight, I’m sorry.”

Now he is on full alert mode, he knows something is off and he can’t just let it go.

“Do you need help with anything? I can do grocery shopping or I could just cook for you, anything, Y/N, just let me know.”

There’s silence on your end again, until he hears you sniffling and he knows he won’t be able to keep himself out of whatever it is.

“Can you come over?” you then ask, your voice barely more than just a whisper.

“I’m on my way, do you want me to bring anything?”

“No, just…”

“It’s okay, I’m on my way, Y/N.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Harry runs a few red lights probably and gets to your place in record time. You texted him earlier that you’d leave the front door open, so he pushes it in without hesitation and walks into your home, frantically looking for you.

“Y/N? It’s me, Harry!” he calls out not to scare you.

“Here!” you answer weakly and he starts running in the direction of your voice, finding himself in your tiny kitchen.

He would never tell you this, but you look like crap. It’s obvious you’re not feeling well, your hair is a mess, your face is paler than usual, a fluffy blanket draped around your shoulders as you’re holding a heating pad, that you must have just filled with warm water. It instantly clicks what the matter is.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” he softly asks as he approaches you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“Like shit,” you mumble under your breath.

“Are you hurting more than usual, or…?”

“It’s… it was always bad painwise, but… since my miscarriage it’s really hard mentally too,” you admit, refusing to look up from the tiled floor.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed. I’ll make you some tea, okay?”

You nod and he keeps a hand on your back as he walks you back to your bedroom, lifting the covers so you can climb in, curl up and then he tucks you in as you hold the heating pad to your stomach.

He shuffles back to the kitchen without a word, starts the kettle as he searches through your cabinets to see if he can make you something to eat.

“Here. Do you need some medicine maybe?” he asks, playing the mug on your nightstand.

“Already took some.”

“Alright. Try to sleep, okay? I’ll stay, let me know if you need anything.”

You fall asleep listening to Harry moving around outside your bedroom. You don’t even have the energy to worry about him seeing your messy home.

You have no idea how late it is when you wake up, but it’s dark outside. Your cramps are gone,the heating pad has cooled down and your mouth is ridiculously dry. The door is left ajar and some dim light is coming through the crack, illuminating the mug you remember Harry left on your night stand, the once hot tea is not room temperature, but you chug it down eagerly before getting out of bed.

First you go to the bathroom and then you start looking for Harry, finding him on the couch in the living room, the TV is on, but the volume is so down, it’s almost on mute. It seems like he is right about to dose off, you almost turn around and let him sleep, but then the floor creaks under your feet and his head snaps up.

“Hey! You’re up,” he softly says, sitting up straight as you join him on the couch.

“Yeah. What time is it?” you ask, rubbing your eyes as he checks his phone.

“It’s half past ten. You slept for like, four hours.”

“Ah fuck,” you exhale, pulling your legs up as you lean against the back of the couch, facing Harry. “You’ve been here all along?”

“Yeah, I made some soup for you, cleaned the kitchen up and I fixed the tap, it was leaking. I’ve been just watching TV for the past hour.”

“Wait, you fixed the tap?” you ask, eyes going wide.

“Yeah.”

“Y-you didn’t have to do that.”

“Y/N, it’s fine, don’t worry about it. How are you feeling?”

“Better. I’m sorry you got stuck here while I was sleeping.”

“I wasn’t stuck,” he shakes his head. “And I’m always happy to spend time with you. Even when you’re not awake,” he adds with a chuckle.

“Thank you. It’s good to see your heart is still the same.”

“I try to keep it at the right place,” he smirks and thinks how part of it is with you, so it will always be at the best place possible.

“You don’t have to stay, I’ll be fine,” you say, your head resting on the back of the couch.

“Do you want me to stay?” You hold a short pause before nodding shyly. “Then I’ll stay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Can’t be more sure. So, what are we doing? Want to watch a movie?”

“That would be great.”

You start some random movie on Netflix and as time passes by you migrate closer to each other until your head is resting on his shoulder and he has an arm around your curled up frame. You happily bask in the comfort he radiates, it makes you forget about the crisis you went through just hours ago.

It has happened before. This time of the months has been rough on you, a reminder of what you lost so it’s not only painful physically, but it takes a toll on you mentally as well. The past couple of months you spent the first two days curled up in a ball, crying your eyes out until you were able to function again.

With Harry by your side the pain has faded faster than ever, his presence created just the right amount of distraction for you to move past this hard point quickly.

When the movie ends you start another one, but you talk over that mostly, it becomes just background noise. You have no idea when, but at one point you fall back asleep. When you wake the next time the TV is still on, Netflix is trying to recommend you shows to start watching so the movie has ended a long time ago. Beside you Harry is snoring lightly, his head tipped back, lips open slightly.

However creepy it is, but you give yourself a minute to just stare at him. You haven’t been able to take a good look at him without meeting his curious gaze.

You see so much of his old, teenage self, but they are laced with maturity and change as well. His sharp jawline is impressive compared to the round cheeks he had as a young boy. His bone structure is a lot more defined, manlier, but you recognize his old self in the slope of his nose, the way his eyelashes curl against his cheeks and his lips are the same shade of pink still.

It slowly dawns upon you how fast things have changed and now you have him back in your life when just weeks ago you weren’t even talking.

But you wouldn’t have it any other way, you realize. You have such a strong connection with him, one you haven’t experienced with anyone else, not even with Drew.

Harry stirs in his sleep and a few seconds later he blinks his eyes open, trying to process what’s happening around him.

“Hey,” you smile at him softly.

“Hey. We fell asleep?” He clears his throat.

“Yeah.”

“What time is it?”

“Late,” you answer simply.

“Give me a minute and I’ll get going, I promise,” he sighs, closing his eyes again.

“Or you could just stay,” you suggest, surprising even yourself with the offer.

He blinks open one eye, then the other, as if he was waiting for you to take it back, but you’re not planning to.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Come on. My bed is comfier than this couch,” you chuckle, patting his chest gently before pushing yourself up.

“Y-you want me to sleep in your bed?”

“I don’t have a guest bedroom. You can stay on the couch, if you don’t want to sleep next to me,” you shrug, trying to look like it’s a whatever situation for you, but your heart would definitely break a little if he didn’t want to share your bed.

Luckily, he is on the same page as you.

“The bed is fine. Perfect actually,” he nods eagerly, as he stands from his spot, he turns the TV off and then follows you into the bedroom.

It’s unusual, but also feels completely comforting to get under the covers with Harry, like you’ve done this before. You both stay on your side, not mingling, but it’s still such an intimate moment you’ll probably never forget.

“Good night, Harry,” you whisper in the darkness and even though you can only make out his silhouette, you just know he is looking at you.

“Good night, Y/N.”

Thank you for reading, please like and reblog if you enjoyed and buy me a coffee if you want to support me!

#harry #styles #harry styles #harry styles au #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fiction #harry styles imagine #harry styles series #harry styles x you #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x reader #harry styles oneshot #harry styles oneshots #harry styles fluff #just how fast the night changes

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lesbianfakir · 1 month

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Honestly shout out to fakiru for being so good at making me suspend my disbelief.

I’m always in the camp of “those kids would not fucking stay together.” Aang and katara? Im sorry but no fucking way do they get married. Your defining childhood relationships don’t always last.

But then you have fakir promising Duck he’ll stay with her all his life and I’m like like yeah no shit they’re staying together. I’m a queerplatonic fakiru truther but if ikuko itoh got on her phone today and tweeted that fakiru get married post canon I’d be like yeah that checks out. Those guys are gonna be friends if nothing else until one of them is in the grave or turned into a tree permanently. Maybe longer with the way dross is still kicking around.

Sometimes I think about how if Duck does become human again she’d be living the ken life: no house no car no money no job and she’d be totally reliant on fakir for access to those things. Which is a scary place to be and creates an absolute breeding ground for a toxic or downright abusive relationship. And yet? I’m like nah it’ll literally be fine. Not even worried. Which is INSANE considering fakir’s track record. What is it about fakiru that has me so bullheadedly confident that despite him having a significant amount of power over her in the relationship they’d always stay equals?? I don’t fucking know! Even if things did go sour between them of course fakir would make sure duck was well off enough to get by on her own, that’s not even a question.

Anyways those are my rambling musings. Thank u princess tutu for giving me two leads where I am absolutely convinced without a hint of doubly they will be the best of friends forever

#lea talks #I’m gonna say I think a big factor is the relationship not being explicitely romantic #like #I’m not worried about fakirs writing and status as an established human in society giving him power over her #because like #he doesn’t have an agenda #guy wants her to be happy #and I always got the sense he wanted that even if it wasn’t with him #so fakir you absolute mad lad I trust you

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jokeflypop · 7 days

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The Risks we take

part 2

Newt x Female Reader

Im sooooo sorry it took this long! I hope you enjoy! Should I do a part three that takes place in The Death cure? 👀 🫣

Summary: Newt is avoiding y/n after she confessed her feelings to him at a bonfire night. (Also note that in this universe, the Gladers have a bonfire night every week instead of every month. Just so it fits in the story!)

Warnings: Honestly it’s all fluff and angst. Nothing other than a few suggestive comments, but nothing crazy!

Words:

Y/N= Your name E/C= Eye color

H/C= Hair color. S/C= Skin color

H/T= Hair type (straight, curly,wavy,etc)

Sorry its kinda long!

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Running in the maze always felt oddly relaxing. The rhythm of your steps and heavy breaths mixed with the calming silence had a nice feel to it. The breeze in your face and ache in your legs. The thrill when you turn in every corner. It was a good place to think. Especially after what you just witnessed with Newt and Minho. After dragging Minho into the maze, you couldn’t stop thinking about Newt. Why on earth would he try to keep me from the maze again. I thought we settled this months ago? As your mind raced with possibilities, you didn’t notice the creaking of machinery in the distance.

creak

“What was that?” Minho said with a hint of worry in his voice.

“Huh. I didn’t hear anything.” You said, snapping yourself out of your thoughts.

You and Minho kept quiet and listened carefully. Then you heard it….

creak

scrape

“There it was again! You heard it, right?” Minho said, cooling his panic like the professional Runner he was, but you could tell he was still scared.

You nod and you and Minho slow to a stop. Unlike Minho, you were absolutely terrified at the moment. You’ve only been running in the maze for nearly half the time as Minho, and you’ve never run into a Griever.

“Grievers dont come out in the day though, right?” You ask, panic rising in your voice. Minho doesn’t answer.

“Right?!” You say. Minho puts a finger to his lip to shush you.

creak

scrape

whirr

He slowly creeps towards the sharp turn ahead and turns his head to the corner, peaking out. All the color drains from Minhos face and he freezes. A flicker of recognition flashes on Minhos face which quickly passes into pure terror. Something seems to unlock out of Minho as he stares at the thing up ahead. You peek out and freeze as well. Up ahead, lay two grievers on the floor. Their robotic limbs stretched out and broken. Green sticky goop poured from each. You and Minho quickly press your backs to the cold, stone maze wall.

“Are they…..dead?” You whisper. Minho shakes his head.

“I dont know….I’ve never seen grievers in the day, let alone dead ones!” Minho says. He takes out his notepad and jots down a record of this. The terror Minho showed earlier has changed into a look that shined more determination than ever. Then, he slowly walks towards the Grievers. You grab his arm.

“We really shouldn’t-”

“I know.” Minho says firmly. “Stay here. I cant have you get hurt, not with that stuck up shank keeping such close eye. Just let me take a quick look.” Minho says, a bit softer this time.

“Stuck up shank? Do you mean…..?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah, Newt. He’s been on my back about this for ages. You saw him fighting with me. If you get hurt here, just consider me dead.”

“Really? The last time I’ve seen him, he’s been treating me like some stranger! Its infuriating! Then he got the nerve to fight with you about me being a runner! One day we’re talking and flirting just fine, and then he just flips on me! I seriously don’t know…..”

Minho looks at you with a bit of an amused expression as you keep talking on about Newt. You realize that your rambling and you clear your throat.

“Well, anyways, this isn’t the time to talk about it. Are you sure I shouldn’t come with you to check on the Grievers?” You ask. Minho chuckles and starts walking towards the Grieves carefully.

“Just watch my back.” Minho pauses and turn around. “Oh, and also. You should talk to him, Y/N. Give him no chance. Corner him and talk, okay? Trust me on that.” Before you could answer, Minho turns around and heads to the Grievers. You pause a bit before switching back into stealth mode and watching every step Minho takes like a hawk.

step, step, step

Minho slowly gets closer. The creaking of the Grievers slow down.

step, step, step

The noise stops completly and Minho makes it to the Grievers. He gently nudges one with his foot. It doesn’t move. He does the same to the other before slamming both of them with his boot. Still, nothing happens. Minho turn his back to the Grievers to look at you, he calls.

“I think its safe to-”

“MINHO!” You scream as a griever whirs to life, slamming its mechanical arm into Minhos back. Minho crumples to the ground. You have no time to think as your instincts kick in. You burst down the corridor and grab Minho, hauling him up and jumping away just before the griever slams his arms again. You and Minho run, the griever chases close behind. You burst down the maze faster than you ever have before. Eventually, the griever catches up and stings Minho in the arm. You grab Minho and drag him along with as much strength as you can possibly muster and keep running. Y’now what, forget about what I said about the maze being relaxing.

This. Is. Pure. Hell

The aching in your legs is no longer rhythmic as is your breathing. Your lungs feel impossibly tight and your muscles throb with a burning pain. By the time you manage to loose the griever and head to the Glade, it’s night time. You cant rest, though. With Minho being knocked out and it being so late, you have to keep going. You couldn’t imagine staying in the maze overnight. You just couldn’t see any universe were you’d live that. Plus, you really missed the Glade, and Newt. The comfort of it all seemed miles away.

You kept running.

Much time later, you saw the Glade in the. Distance. Finally. Your body felt like it was torn in two.

groan.

The doors, they were-

groan.

No no no no no, please no.

groan.

You saw them slowly closing. You ran. The Gladers on the other side shouted for you to hurry.

groan

Please, you cant stay in this maze. The grievers, all alone. No. You saw Newt up ahead. You had to make it. Please. At least for him.

groan.

The doors were almost closed, but you were almost there. They shut slowly, you ran fast. All you had to do, a little bit more. You leaped forward as best as you could with Minho in your arms.

Shut.

The doors closed. All you saw was darkness. You felt tears fall. Please, not this maze again. You were so weak, so tired, so done…..

The last thing you felt was a pair of strong arms wrap around you and whisper in your ear.

“Dont worry, your safe, y/n”

It was Newt. It was home. You had made it through the Glade.

You did it.

You woke up with a start. Lights seared your eyes and you put your hand to cover them. After the pain subdued you glanced at the boy sleeping in the chair next to your bed. It was Newt. He looked….different. His skin was pale and his hair messy. He had deep eye bags under his eyes. As much as you didn’t want to interrupt his clearly needed sleep, you nudged him anyway. You needed answers. As Newt woke up he immediately pulled you into a hug. You missed his comforting touch, more than you would’ve liked to.

“Are you feeling okay? You sleeping for 2 days!” Newt asked, concern etched in his voice. You nod and rest your head against his chest as he pulled you closer. His body was tense, but it didn’t seem like it was because of your close proximity.

“Yeah. How is Minho?” You ask softly.

“Not great. But he’s….managing”Newt says.Theres a pause of understanding.

“The Changing….oh god. Minho…” you say, worried for your friend and partner of the maze.

“He’ll be fine, Im sure of it” Newt didn’t sound sure at all. But you still hugged him closer and a wave of understanding washed between you two. It was clear that everything was fine between you two. But you still had lots of questions. You pulled back slightly so you could look at his face.

“Newt? Why were you…..why have you been ignoring me?” You ask a bit hesitantly and you look down at the floor. Too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Newt paused.

“I-”

He cleared his throat.

“I don’t want to talk about it” Ignorance is bliss, they say. But you know that you cant handle another second of Newts ignoring.

“Newt. Please just tell me. Did I do something wrong?” Newt looked down and stayed silent.

“If it was because of what I said at the bonfire, just forget I said anything. Please…” you beg and Newt speaks up.

“I cant….have this connection with you. This feeling….its wrong” Your heart stopped. Wrong? What….

“Whats so wrong about it?” You ask softly. Newts gaze lingered on your face, studying its delicate features.

“I love you. Okay? I really do. But…..what happens if we…don’t make it out. Of the maze.” Newt asks as his eyes glisten, threatening him with tears. He takes your hand and squeezes it gently. Your heart starts beating again, faster than it probably should be. He loves me? Dont get out?

“What do you mean? Of course we’ll escape Newt! We have to….” You say, trying to reassure him. Newt shakes his head.

“Do you know how high the chances are in this place that we don’t survive? I cant…let myself get attached to something I cant keep.” Newt says softly and a tear rolls down his cheek. You cup his face and wipe the tear away with your thumb.

“I cant watch you die, y/n. I cant watch another one go. Especially not you.” Newt stares at you right in the face as he says this.

“Who says Im ever leaving? I promise-”

“No!” Newt interrupts. He squeezes your hand.

“Just…stop it! No promises. I cant get this close to you, I cant be living in constant fear that you’ll leave me!” Newt sniffles and you brush off his tears. Newt couldn’t commit to this relationship. He wanted to push you away from him in hopes that his affection would dim. It clearly didn’t work. You press your forehead to his.

“Then what about if we’re safe? How about if we get out of this maze? Would you at least then consider it?” You mumble softly.

“I’d accept it in a heartbeat” Newt says softly. “I really do love you, y/n”

“I love you too, Newt” you’ve never wanted to kiss someone so badly. And so you did. It was soft and tender. Not too harsh and not too light. It was perfect. He was perfect. You pulled your lips away so you could hug him again.

“Could you do me a favor, though?” You ask

“Umm, yeah?” You hug him tighter.

“Just please stop ignoring me. I cant deal with it.” You say and Newt chuckles. He kisses your head.

“Sure, but this….this is risky, y/n”

“Well, I happen to like the thrill of it.”

#the maze runner #tmr #tmr fandom #tmr newt #tmr x reader #newt x y/n #newt x reader #newt tmr #newt

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darl1ngd3ar3st · 8 months

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Hey there! Can you do some Cole and Seth crushing headcanons pls? (If you don't want that's okay :])

I don't have the seth bundle so unfortunately I don't know a thing abt him and I don't wanna write your pookie wrong cuz I know how infuriating that can be but I'd be happy to write abt cole!! (I'm mentally ill)

falling for you hcs w some of my fav boyz (cole, reece, and cashew)

cole

he falls fast and he falls HARD. scraped his knee and everything.

he will do anything for you

like literally anything

your shoes untied? he ties em for you. oh you need a ride to work? say no more. you're hungry? let bro cook.

also he is mentally ill. I think he has bpd but I could be wrong

you are easily his favorite person. he is obsessed with you. he gets jealous and upset when you're not around him for too long because he worries you'll forget about him and the other person will steal you away.

he wants to devote his life to you and you only. nothing else matters. no one else matters (lol yandere sim reference)

anyways he's constantly trying to do things for you

helping you run errands, making sure you're eating and drinking enough water, getting you trinkets and doohickies he thinks you'll like, just overall being your number one supporter and your biggest fan

it's implied he has an actual shrine of the player in his closet somewhere in the game so. if you wanna interpret that as him being so fr go ahead

all in all, you are his everything and there's nothing he wouldn't do to make you happy and to hopefully get you to feel the same.

reece

mrrp meow mrrrp mrrp mrow

I love autism representation that doesn't involve harmful stereotypes

anyways. reece is a hopelessly romantic lovebug I think

he doesn't know how to flirt like at all so he just. meows at you and hopes you meow back

and he gets really excited when you do

he doesn't mean to, but he often shows affection by infodumping about his hyperfixations and special interests and then gets really embarrassed and apologizes a bunch later

please reassure his silly ass

also he forgets to drink water and do basic things for himself so if you remind him he's gonna fall head over heels all over again

also if you're neurodivergent he really loves hearing you talk abt your hyperfixations and special interests!!!!!! he loves it a lot!!!!!!!!

he tries to remember all of the little things but he forgets some stuff

but like if you mention that you think you wanna go to italy on a whim one (1, singular) time he's like "okay so we're going to italy" like a day later

also takes you to the renaissance era cuz it's pretty

and honestly I wouldn't be surprised if he confessed to you on the titanic

he unintentionally starts picking up stuff you say or do like if you have a stim where you say "yipee!!" like the autism creature he starts doing that

or like if you walk a certain way he starts walking like that without meaning to

long story short his main flirting tactic is being autistic and meowing at you

cashew

HES CANONICALLY DEMISEXUAL/DEMIROMANTIC ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

anyways so you're friends. you are friends

and one day you're in the library helping him pick out a book and your hand brushes against his while you're walking back to the car

except he brushes it off in his head cuz i mean come on. you're best friends.

and then like a day later he finds out the book you guys picked was an erotica or whatever it's called so he gets an absolutely jumpscare when the guy in the story pulls his dick out

like this was his exact reaction

BAHAHAHAH ANYWAYS

anyways in his head he's imagining one of the characters is you. like without even realizing it he's just like "oh yeah they've got h/c hair and e/c eyes and oh wait"

and when he realizes he's thinking of you he starts to panic like "WHAT THE FUCK IM IN LOVE WITH THEM. ok" and he comes to terms with it in like 15 minutes

but he starts doing a bunch more favors for you like carrying your stuff for you and offering you his coat

he is not subtle at all

like its so painfully obvious by the way he looks at you that he's head over heels

he doesn't know how to flirt honestly

it doesn't take long for him to just tell you how he feels

sorry this was so short lmfaoo thank you for the request!!!!! <33

#;;☆ archie headcanonz #blush blush game #blush blush #blush blush dlc #cole blush blush #cashew blush blush #reece blush blush #idle games #gn reader #male reader #female reader #x reader headcanons #gender neutral reader

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ganondoodle · 8 months

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read about all the armor set pieces i never bothered to fin before stopping to play to make sure i wasnt missing any potential useful info and came across the thing that im guessing is the reward for the shrines given its description and i just

kinda sank back into sadness and desperation bc of how much i dont like it and im fearing they are just gonna mess it all up even further

i said it before but i have a seething hatred for how totk hurts botw in retrospect, like wow i liked the mystery of the sonau but never wanted an answer to it, i liked the mystery of who the ancient hero was bc of its strange depiction and man did i not want this kind of answer, some things not having an answer can be more interesting than having one, cant we focus on going forward instead of looking back further and further, it was fine with the shiekah but at the end of botw it felt like a relieved sigh of "ok the past is gone and done, now we can built a better future and move o-" NOPE LOL LOOK BACK EVEN FURTHER THERE WERE THE COOLEST PEOPLE EVEN FURTHER IN THE PAST OMG YOU GUYYSSS LOOKS HOW COOL THEY WERE AND ALSO FUCKED IT ALL UP LOOOOOK LOOOK

like in general i have nothing against introducing a new species/nation to zelda but the way they did the sonau is just nothing but frustrating to me, coming out of basically nowhere and suddendly being shoved into EVERYTHING, everything shiekah, basically erased bc ACTUALLY the sonau were here first lol and they were so much cooler and better in every aspect dont you DARE even THINK of any other boring old group central to the better game of the two (botw)

like i get it they are the new cool thing but they feel so much more suddendly FORCED into EVERY aspect of both lore and world and how everyone absolutely obsesses over them its like the devs were so scared of the player not being interested in them that they felt the need to make every second NPC obsessed with them just so they can constantly shove in your face how interesting they are (like i think they way this was done just made me even less interested/more annoyed, sorry, their design is neat yeah but i really dont care, you failed to make me care and TELLING me to care wont change that), the ancient shiekah felt so much better integrated as a natural part of the world without being annoying about it and i just ....

i worry about whats to come, both for possible DLC, or worse even another game pretending to be connected to it or just .. in general ... especially given how successful totk was and still looks like its only praised outside of my bubble of like minded people

i now got alot of people interested into my totk rewrite but now im worried ... isnt my energy and time better spent on something else .. especially if they are just gonna make it all worse anyway/mess with it more, like after seeing how much totk disappointed me yet how successful it is i doubt it will get better again

#ganondoodles talks #zelda #totk #ganondoodles rants #sorta #i guess the fear of losing my hyperfixation after the new stuff drove my enjoyment of it into a brick wall is back #like it happened with all other special thingies i had #i was so into everything and then theres a new thing that makes my feelings about it do a complete turn into the opposite #its not there yet with zelda ...... im so afraid of it happening to it too #it didnt have to be this way :(#i dont wanna lose my special thing again #never been this long and this strongly invested into something #...

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p0m3gr4netel0v3 · 2 years

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𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗃𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗑 gn!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 : 𝗃𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽:(, 𝗃𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅<3, angela, cussing, this one is really long srry.

When jane first met you she thought you were an absolute angel<3 angela had been making rude and sarcastic remarks towards her in the cafeteria her sitting at the table next to you guys. You tried to ignore them, but the way jane slumped in her seat and looked down fiddling with her fingers made you feal angry, not at her of course, but at angela for being an asshole.

" hey angela! Leave her the hell alone!" you yelled at her, her eyes leaving jane and making their way to you. "what're you gonna do about it, nobody?" she said tilting her head to the side, her voice coming out her mouth smoothly almost like honey but a bit to "sweet". Absolutely disgusting. You wanted to get up and immediately punch her for calling you a nobody, just because you stayed away from people, and always wanted to be alone, you were made fun of by her, just simply because you disliked people.

You've been growing tired of her and her little pets she called her "friends", bullying you. Getting up from your seat you made your way to where she was sitting and punched her right on her cheek, her letting out a loud cry of pain at your actions. " Thats what im gonna do bitch " you said firmly, the sound of the lunch bell ringing, telling everyone the lunch was over. As people began to leve the lunch room you went and grabbed your backpack from your seat walking quickly out of the cafeteria, your lunch tray with now cold food long forgotten.

Hearing the sound of your name being called made you walk faster to your class, assuming it was a teacher trying to reprimand you about what you did. The person who was calling your name had cought up to you grabing your arm softly. " yeah i know, im already going to the office " you spoke jerking your arm away from whoever was grabing, and it continuing to walk away. " no wait!- its uh me, jane" looking up you were met with with a worried face her looking at you like you had marks and bruises all over your face. " uh thank you for sticking up for me like that, it really means a lot to me!" she said a slight smile making its way onto her face, as her expression changed you could tell she was being sincere.

" its nothing really, im really tired of her bullshit anyways" you said eyes finding anywhere else to look besides her face, nervous and embarrassed at seemingly nothing. " whats your next class? I can walk you there!" jane said grabing your hand and beginning to walk down the hall, not going anywhere specific, just mindlessly wandering. " uh- math its just down the hall down there" you said surprised at her actions, but keeping your face down. The look of shock on peoples faces when they looked at you just because you're interacting with another person made you feel embarrassed and uncomfortable, you hated being the center of attention, no matter the reason.

Ever since that you and jane were best friends. She always made sure you to where together, that means basically always being over at her house 24/7 that its a common occurrence to find you in the byers kitchen or living room. Her family absolutely loves you!! They're so excited and happy that jane has a friend that isnt them, dont get them wrong though, they love hanging out with her but sometimes it can be a little much.

When the Rink-O-Mania incident happened, you where the first person to reach her and pull her away from the whole situation, giving mike a dirty look at what he was saying towards her, causing him to send a piercing glare towards you, but you just ignored him you had a more important problem to deal with. On they way back to the house you where sitting next to her, knowing that just your presence helped comfort her you stayed silent as she clinged onto your arm and layed her head on your shoulder, you could feel the wetness of her tears that feel down onto your sweater, and the burning glare from her boyfriend towards you.

When you guys had gotten home she wouldn't let go of you but you kept telling her that she needed to shower, and that you'd still be there when she was done, she agreed knowing that you were still here for her. When you guys started to eat dinner you sat next to her as will sat next to mike on his right so he was sitting in between will and jane. " Thank you for the food ms. Byers " you said as you smiled up at Joyce " dont worry about it sweetheart, and please just call me Joyce!" she said flashing you a bright smile as argyle began to talk about the incident at the skating rink. Mike suddenly made a rude and sarcastic remark that seemingly sent jane over the edge as she stood up and almost ran towards her room, in the process grabing your hand and dragging you with her.

" y/n..are you- are you mad at me? " she'd say tears threatening to fall down her face and cheeks looking down at her hands like a sad puppy. " what? Of course not jane why would i be mad? She deserved what you did! " " you dont think...im a monster? " looking up from her hands she looked at making eye contact, tears now streaming down her face. " absolutely not! you're an amazing person and i love you so much, i could never see you as a monster" you said your face twisting into a worried expression a slight frown making its way onto your lips. You felt warm hands on either side of your face, bringing it forward. As you felt a pair of lips on yours you gasped, eyes widening as she pulled away and rested her forehead against yours, she smiled brightly, " I love you y/n "

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things headcanons #stranger things x you #stranger things imagine #stranger things x y/n #eleven #eleven x reader #jane hopper #jane hopper x y/n #jane hopper x reader #jane hopper x you #matt talks.<3

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nat i must ask what are your top five hello happy world songs

-@crimsonsunrise

sol…you don’t just ask a crazy person what their favorite bandori songs are esp for their favorite group…. we’re gonna be here a while..LETS GET INTOOOOO IT

5. Goka! Gokai!? Phantom Thief!

i’m predictable. this one literally is so iconic to me (it is) lmao like its so fun and cute and i would put it higher but rest of my faves are (but this one gets a special shoutout cause the event story for it is so good)

4. We Can☆Hurray!

outfits are so cute and fun, im p sure the 4 star kaoru for the set from the album was like one of my first ones and generally I LIKE THE VIBE

3. Sing Alive by Roselia.

Yeah I’m sneaking in a real one in a hhw tierlist. This one is for my girl Yukina you know I’ll always support you anyway I may have blanked and side tracked while I wrote this list so THATS why this is here uh anyway. Y’know what while I’m here also listen to Mornofica’s cover of Melissa and Poppin’ Party’s cover of Cherry Bomb…Cause I said sooooo

2. Alien Alien

cause you know damn well i’m gonna put one of theeee best oneeees, like i stream this one all the time its so good and i have no other reason but its cute…

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST MY NUMBER 1

1. ROMEO

BECAUSE KAORU AND KOKORO WENT THE FUCK OFF AND I SAID SO THAT SHIT WAS FIRE AS HELL ABSOLUTE GAS ABSOLUTELY PUT ALL THEIR SHIT INTO IT THAT PUT THE HAPPY INTO HELLO HAPPY WORLD DJ MISAKI DROP ME A FUCKIN BEAT

A pleasure to meet you, my lady

I've come from western lands for love, to meet you

It's sudden, I know, but please don't be surprised

Would you please be my princess?

Are you worried, my lady?

That sad face doesn't suit you, there there, lend me your ear

If it would please you, come with me

Throw everything away, and we'll run to the land of the east

I'll cast a gentle spell

On those red, lonely lips

Come now, change into your dress

Finest princess of this world, shall we dance?

You are sought after by one and all

But I'll drive us to a haze

And steal a love’s kiss

Close your eyes, I have a present

That star shining in the sky will be ours

You are sought after by the world

But I'll make sure that we are for real

For your name is Juliet

Don't leave me, young lady

You're meant to stay smiling by my side

And if tears are shed, they'd be tears of happiness

Let's keep walking side-by-side, smiles never fading

So how about it, young lady?

I promise I'll offer this body of mine to you alone

If you have a bad dream, I'll wrap you up

And stay by your side until the morning comes

I stretched out my hand, wanting to touch

Your clouded eyes, and sighing lips

Come now, run on your bare feet

Finest princess of the world, run to a world of dreams

Rid yourself of your unease

Break the rules a little

What I aim for is a love's kiss

I'll take your hand and lead you away

The gems asleep beneath the sea will be ours

You are sought after by the world

But I'll make sure that we are for real

For your name is Juliet

I will protect you at the cost of my life

So come to me

To an unfading scenery that you won't regret

So come to me

Your choice?

I won't hand you over to any other

I won't surrender you to anyone

Come now, change into your dress

Finest princess of this world, shall we dance?

You are sought after by one and all

But I'll drive us to a haze

And steal a love's kiss

Close your eyes, I have a present

That star shining in the sky will be ours

You are sought after by the world

But I'll make sure that we are for real

For your name is Juliet

My eyes are filled with nothing but you

I'll show you how serious I am about us

For your name is Juliet

#sorry i was /j will you guys still feel /pos about me #nah but these r my faves #las contestadas #crimsonsunrise #thank u for asking…thank u for dooming us all….#long post

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