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hobies-princealbert · 8 months

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Head Empty. Thinking about high!plug!fontaine n high!reader. He’d def be the plug that flirts with her and gives her deals and one day he asks her to smoke wit him for free and they just start making out in his car listening to music. 😱😱😱

gurl the new pfp frightened me a bit ngl 💀💀

but coming right up! i took some creative liberties cuz i kinda forgot to double check what your ask said. im srry its just once i got that ball rolling, i couldn't stoppp ( ´,_ゝ`)

plug! fontaine x high! reader | (the nsfw is below the cutting off)

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♤ taine wasn't exactly your first choice for a plug. he was a well known dealer in the glen, but the things he was known for made you hesitant. he was a no nonsense type dealer, he gives a price, you pay on time. if you can't do as simple as that then you wasting his time. and knowing you were tight on money sometimes, you decided it best to stick to the plugs you knew.

♤ but twelve wack ass joints later, you found yourself sitting in a certain green cadillac that you never thought you'd set foot in. both of you sat in silence for a few seconds, only a few feet away from each other.

♤ you patiently watched as he tried to light his spliff with the faulty lighter. growing more frustrated, he soon tossed the lighter onto the dash, then turned to you expectantly. and as if you could read his mind, you pulled your lighter and held it up for him to take.

♤ he stared at you for a bit, you felt as if you body was on fire. he had a pair of the scariest eyes you've ever seen. and he kept those eyes on you the entire time. not once looking away.

♤ you felt him wrap around your wrists. he pulled your hands closer to his face. your entire body became solid rock. all you could hear was your heart beating in your ears. the grip on your wrists were slack, giving you enough leeway to pull back if you wanted to. but something about the way he looked at you, made you stay still for him.

♤ he motioned for you to light the joint. you obliged. the orange glow of the flame made his eyes even more sinister. god he's terrifying. hot but, terrifyingly hot. once it was lit, he leaned back and let your wrist fall from his grasp. he took two puffs before he passed it over. " 'ere. take it. ' tell me if 'sgood enough."

♤ your breath was shaky as you inhaled the smoke. it was strong, definitely would get you fucked up in less than a minute. you handed it back to him. "you barely took tha' shi'. come 'ere."

♤ he placed the blunt back between his lips, as he settles one of his hands behind your head. "was he gonna gimme a shotgun right now. he's not....is he?" you let your brain rambled for bit till a low "open" brought you back.

♤ taine never does this, especially with cilents. but he took an interest in you. you seemed nervous, unlike most of his clients that just want their quick fix. and it helps that you weren't bad looking either. kinda cute in fact.

♤ but that didn't mean he wasn't fed up from watching your pretty little lips not taking his blunt properly. that shit ain't cheap. but you took the shot gun gave you pretty well. he saw how the smoke made your eyes a little teary, so he wiped a couple away before he let you go.

♤ you stared at him for a bit. he found you amusing that's for sure. and while he was trying to subside a smirk, you were trying to calm the ache between your legs. god you needed to get out this car before you did something you regret. but would you regret it? from the way his pants seemed to be stiffening, he probably felt the same way.

♤ reaching into his jacket he pulled a small plastic baggy,,that looked to contain at least 5 grams. your eyes went wide. this was way more than the agreed amount, that's at least $45 bucks, you didn't have that much on you. shit shit shit.

♤ "easy ma, this one's on the house" and with that you became one of his regulars. and his favorite at that.

♤ of course you became his favorite. i mean he'd never let a customer come over his house. much less one sit on his couch, smoke his blunt and watch a show on his tv.

♤ he certainly wouldn't let a customer stretch their legs across his lap either. or let one inch closer to him than appropriate, to the point where they made it onto his lap. he didnt mind, it definitely did help him relieve the ache between his legs. and he wasn't opposed to the way you let him kiss alongside your jaw, and even suck a couple marks into your skin.

♤ no regular of his ever let him pull down their shorts and toss them to god knows where. he's never gotten on his knees and licked a fat stripe along over their panties. never has he had to pull said panties to the side just so he could finally get a good look at how at your cunt.

♤ you were the only one who's clit he's mouthed at till his jaw ached. he didn't stop till he had to wrap his hands around your hips to hold you still.

♤ never once as taine let a regular, eagerly lick his precum from the slit to the point where he'd lull his head back everytime he felt their tongue dip into his slit. or had one force his cock into their mouth till the tip hit the back of their throat. and they stayed deepthroating him till he finally released. or had one lick up every last drop of cum that could find. no matter if it some was on his stomach, chest, thigh or on their face. he's never given a regular a couple puffs of his joint as a reward for sucking him to completion.

♤ he wondered if his weed made you like this. was it so good that it made you do your best to take him to the hilt, even though you could barely take a proper breath. probably it was the reason he'd take a minute or two cause the way your walls squeezed him, he swore he was gonna cum inside you right then and there.

♤ was his shit so good that it made you cry out his name and claw at his back with every thrust. had him having to slap your tits whenever you looked too far gone. make him tell you to how good you were, or that from the way your walls started to push him out, you were close. make him coo at you whenever you finally came, so you knew how proud he was. maybe it was why you bared the overwhelming sensation that your release brought so he could reach his edge. maybe that what made you mumbled about him cumming inside you.

♤ tempting but he preferred to release on your cunt so you could reach your hand down and desperately collect his droplets into your mouth. god he loved when you did that. he especially when you parted your slit so he could get one last lick before he let you suck it off his tongue.

♤ never had he had a regular make him feel that good to the point he gave them free weed.

#fontaine x reader #they cloned tyrone #fontaine they cloned tyrone #fontaine x black reader #☆° via writes °☆#fontaine smut

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multifandombookstore · 4 months

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ok so like ik u can write duncan but can u write alejandro or noah? im simping for them hard :sob:

er, have u ever wrote them b4 is what im asking basically there isnt enough x readers of them on here </3

HI IM SORRY I DIED GHEOHAEF

I mainly write for Duncan but I definitely could write for other chars if requested!! Alejandro is definitely one of the ones I'd write for cause that man is so MMMMM yanno? Noah on the other hand I could not do sorry 😭✋

to make up for taking so damn long to respond, here are a couple lil hcs for f!reader & Alejandro!

similar to Heather, you see right through all his charisma and lies

you smelt bullshit from a mile away and you let him know as much at any given possible opportunity

you were nice and maybe a little standoffish to other contestants, but to him? You were outright cruel

then again, that's what drew you to him in the first place <3

puts his charms on HEAVY when talking to you (or just in general) just bc he knows it annoys the shit outta you and he loves getting you worked up. He'll even say that to your face

anytime he flirts with anyone, you visibly gag (to which he'll just tease you that you're jealous which makes you gag further)

you swear up and down that you two are sworn ENEMIES, but he likes to go around and tell everyone that you're secretly dating and to not tell anyone

(this ofc gets out cause no one can keep a goddamn secret to save their lives and oh ho ho lemme tell ya. When you found out he was telling people you two were secretly dating, you gave him a black eye that lasted at least a week)

"My mother has always told me to date strong, independent women." Was his response to you punching him

you really can't win 😭

he can tease and charm you all he wants, but the second anyone else does it? Yeah, nice Ale goes away

this ofc pisses you off cause "I can handle myself just fine, Alejandro."

"I know you can, princessa. You shouldn't have to, is the point." God damn him-

he's always unfazed by anything you do (or at least pretends to be), but nothing gets him angrier than seeing you flirt with other contestants

he, ofc, can't show this though, so he'll just have a private "chat" with whoever it is later

Chris, being the scheming demon he is, will sometimes make it to where you two are on the same team

at first, you are bitching up a storm and he won't stop smiling, but when the challenge actually starts, you two are a monster of a team. Everyone is definitely scared of you two (Owen makes a comment that you two make an awesome power couple and you glare at him)

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420korn · 4 months

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BY THE SEA

⛧ when you and dwayne leave the dreadful beauty pageant to get some fresh air some things spill out, more than intended for the day.

- no warnings!! maybe mild cursing

(dwayne x fem! reader)

as you and dwayne flop on the worn-out chairs in the random room you two stumbled in you sighed.

this whole roadtrip that dwayne basically begged you to go on was chaotic to say the least. his grandpa passed away, he found out he couldn’t fly jets, that damn horn on the car wouldn’t shut up, but you still were there for dwayne.

you really liked dwayne. it was a miracle that he actually allowed you to talk to him and become somewhat apart of his life. he didn’t let anyone do that. you had to admit you have a crush on him. but you knew he didn’t like you, most definitely not.

you snapped out of your hazy thoughts as two little girls ran across the hall. giggling in puffy skirts, tons of makeup they didn’t need, and reeking of fake spray tan mixed with strong fruity perfume.

you had already had enough of that shit after seeing a room full of girls who looked like that. as you were about to sit up and ask dwayne to leave he spoke for you

“let’s get out of here.”

“yes please. my head hurts from all the colors.”

-🦇

you two ended up on the pier, watching as the waves clashed with each other and people screaming with joy. you smiled to yourself.

you took a glance at dwayne, knowing that it was stupid because if you looked you wouldn’t be able to pry your eyes away.

you looked at his dyed jet black hair flowing in the wind, his shirt going in all different directions as he leaned up against the wood.

he finally looked up at you, feeling the pair of admiring eyes on him.

“what?” he said with a grin

“nothing.. im sorry for everything that happened today. it’s been fucking crazy.”

“it’s okay really. im sorry for making you come with me. if i knew it was gonna be this bad i wouldn’t have even thought you should’ve came.”

“no it’s okay! im happy i came. im happy i was able to comfort you..” you said taking a risk with this response.

dwayne’s face slightly heated up at this comment, even if the winds made it as cold as ever.

“i have a question though..why did you ask for me to come?”

dwayne’s face heated up even more. he thought it was obvious why he asked for you to come, why he said if you came he would go. dwayne was head over heels for you. you both had the same music taste, sense of humor, style, and he thought you were stunning. the way you tried so hard to adjust to him and his calmer life style made him even more in love.

he honestly didn’t know whether to hide his admiration by making a quick white lie..or to truly show his feelings.

dwayne stared down at the ocean with one thing on his mind ‘fuck it’.

now dwayne would never have this type of confidence, but some random talk with his uncle frank about how you only live once, and to do whatever you want and fuck the rest, got him to change his thinking

“i thought it would be obvious.” he said trying to make it subtle.

“what do you mean?” you said confused.

“i like you.”

it was silent..the wind blowing across the sea becoming louder and louder as dwayne looked and read your face.

nothing…

but then..a shy smile. he didn’t even realize he was holding his breath until he let out a deep sigh.

“really?”

“yeah..i’ve liked you for a while ya know..”

you smiled even harder at him, more red and pink tints filling your cheeks. he was trying hard to not smile but couldn’t help it.

“youre so cute” you said focusing on his eyes.

he looked down, embarrassed by how hot his face was.

you slowly crept over to him, closing the distance between you two. you reached for his hand on the railing and held his pinky with your own, not wanting to move too quickly.

he picked himself up off the railing looking at you for a moment and back to the ocean

that’s when he felt a pair of lips softly kiss his cheeks, the gloss in which covered your lips definitely staining it. he looked down at you, a grin on your face.

“you ready to go inside?” you said now taking his hand in yours.

>🎱🐼📖

THATS IT!!! bro i know months ago i said i would post more, BUT I HAD NO IDEAS. this just came to mind when i was randomly watching little miss sunshine for the 20th time. plzplzplz request some stuff so i can have motivation to post and have good ideas PLEASE!!!!

thank you for reading !! 🦈💤🤍

#danonation #paul dano #dwayne hoover x reader #paul dano x reader #little miss sunshine #dwayne hoover #fem reader #emo boy #dwayne hoover x you #dwayne hoover imagine #the riddler #jets

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bearw-me · 1 month

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I read both your lute x friend reader hcs and adored themmm!!

Could I request a follow up of their first time together (I'm interested to see if previously being friends would ease some possible tension or maybe make it even more nerve wracking lol)

orrr if you don't write smut (sorry I couldn't find any rules) could I request their first date together?

it occurs to me that i should make a rules thingy, but just your luck bc i love your request + lute! so i will be doing both scenarios!

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 & 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐞!

𐐒 includes : lute x gender neutral! reader 𐐒 cw : fluff, smut, nsfw 𐐒 summary : first date hcs first up + the smuts at the end under the cut 𐐒 note : we are now a lute blog, sorry, not sorry + never tried to write smut, lmk how it went!

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞

assuming here that lute sets up the date by herself:

she'd like to do something really romantic, and personal on one hand

she's only known romance for herself through heavens versions of it, the classic pure kind of love she's been exposed to

so a date would be sort of traditional by her standards

maybe take you out to a nice, lowkey restaurant and then find a nice cloud up in heaven to sit with you afterwards

just really wants to talk and be physically close with you

(if Lute asks you on a date its her obligation to pay for you btw, just enjoy yourself)

even if you were friends first, Lute still stresses about messing up your shared relationship, both romantically and platonically (like you haven't already seen her 'flaws')

but being the strong angel that heaven demands of her, she tries not to let her nerves show

gets frustrated at herself for not being able to express her emotions for you correctly

like she commands one of heavens armies for crying out loud, how can she not articulate that she loves spending time with you properly!

So, I think her words may be a bit jumbled and come out a little rude or completely-not what she means

but her actions seem to speak louder

like the way she sits hip to hip with you, or the way her wings hover around your body, or even the way she can firmly hold your hand. proudly, confidently

and previously being friends allows her to be more comfortable around you (enough to tease and bully you still at least)

doesn't know shit about being in a relationship for sure, but with you she's comfortable enough to want to try

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

for your first time, she'd have to be super trusting of you

and lets be real, every time she thinks about it or you bring up intimate things with her: her face is beat red

but she doesn't mind feeling wanted in that way. . . in fact it would turn her on

of course its Lute's FIRST first time, so there's some nerves to be had, but mostly in embarrassing herself. . . frankly she's not totally sure what she should be doing. . . ?

Where- Where should she put her hands?

listen, i didn't know where to put this so im putting this hc here: Lute's upper back, where her wings start are super ticklish and super sensitive. being an angel, with her wings and back being 'a weak spot' for battle. . . its an area she'd be hesitant about. . . but she trusts you

she lets go of all her anxieties though once she realizes this is exactly what she wants

unintentionally gives you a ton of praise when you do something that makes her feel good

probably swears (a fuck ton) under her breath + unintentional love bombs

Lute would definitely let you take the reins at first, just so she can get a sense of things and to start building up her confidence a bit

and its nice to let her hands run up and down your body like she's dreamed of (on that note, she's very attentive to little noises or sighs you make)

she wants to make you feel good too, in fact, this little devil in disguise has probably been waiting for this moment

definitely wouldn't mind being the dominant one (in fact i think she'd love it)

Lute rolling the two of you over in order to sit on your lap and straddle you. . .

rolling her hips while she rides you

Fucking adores your little faces and how good she's making you feel

(last one i promise) she wouldn't be opposed to leaving at least one little bite mark on your neck

i lowkey think there was a ton i could've said but i kept the ones i could think about right now, thanks for loving lute + my hcs for her!

#no lute! dont use the lords name in vain!!#lute x y/n #lute hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin lute #lute x reader #lute x gender neutral! reader #lute x you #hazbin lute smut #oh boy what have i done #but lets be honest i couldve went further to the darkside #imagines #headcanon #headcannons #hcs #hazbin hotel

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love-toxin · 2 years

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this may seem outlandish.. foolish, even… but i bring you, as an offering, the concept of SCARYASS SUB YANDERES!?!?!?! i’ve had this idea in my mind for sooo long and my god it’s been driving me insane. i think it works well just because of the inherent obsessive, frightening nature of yans in the first place? it’s scary, the way they’d do anything for you. kill people for you, abandon everything they know for you, die for you. it’s terrifying. and sooo fucking hot.

specifically eddie and steve…. my god. My God. they’re both just drooling over you, and grovelling for even an ounce of your attention. whimpering and begging by your feet like dogs… its food for thought, eh?

at first you’re scared of them. they’re always lurking somewhere, far away that they think they won’t be noticed, but they are. you know they’re there. creeping around the bushes, just out of the corner of your eye. they’re always there. changing their schedule when they don’t have any classes with you. they’re a permanent pest that’re always ogling over you. nasty ass stalkers <3. it’s even worse when you notice them beginning to team up. it was bad enough when it was just one of them cornering you, eddie offering you a spot in hellfire every day after class and steve flirting with you every chance he gets or when you stop by the family video store. but both of them? absolute menaces.

the king and freak of hawkins? a surprising duo! it’s unheard of. nobody would’ve ever thought of it. nobody would even believe you, and nobody does. and they have their eyes on you. watching you, following you, bothering you, and you’re just so scared. they won’t leave you alone, and nobody seems to believe you, either. they’re just so big, and you’re so small. steve’s always been strong, you know that, and you’ve seen it too. playing on the sports team, roughing around and fighting constantly, you know what he can do. and just because eddie’s thin doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have height. he’s so fucking tall. and not to mention his reputation? even before the whole chrissy incident, he’s had a reputation of being a monster with connections outside of the school. (it’s only reefer rick, but he’s not gonna tell anybody that.)

you try your best to avoid the two of them, but you can’t. not anymore, at least. one of them is always shepherding you into the other. eddie padding behind you after school, and steve always so conveniently positioned. and one day, eddie’s hounding you after school. he’s not stopping either, chatting you’re ear off. you’re not even talking back, just trying to get away from him. schoolbooks clasped tight to your chest, looking at the ground, and he’s just bouncing behind you. you don’t even realize where, and it’s dark out now, how long have you been out?

you’re immediately snapped out of your thoughts when you hear steve. eddie’s laughing, of course he is, and steve’s cooing at you. you back up, but there’s nowhere else to go. let’s say you’re in the woods, right where eddie does all of his deals, and you have nowhere else to go. you’re trapped in between the both of them, their eyes dilated to the max, and you’re about to cry.

they’re going to kill you. that’s your only thought, and you start to sob. you close your eyes and wait for something to happen but… nothing does? they back up and give you space. steve’s freaking out, instincts kicking in from having to watch the kids for years, and eddie’s the same, if not worse.

they’re… pampering you. it’s weird. eddie’s on his knees, grasping at your hand and kissing at your hand trying to make you feel better- to fix his wrongs. steve’s rapidly shooting out questions, “are you okay?” “what’s wrong?” “who hurt you?”

and honestly… you kind of like it. both of the two biggest, baddest guys in hawkins reduced to simpering little idiots? it's a nice change.

Holy shit this is long as fuck. apolocheese.

A-ANON, ANON!!!!!!! YOU......YOUR BRAIN........SUB YANDERE STEDDIE + ANGELFACE.....IM ON MY KNEES.....

ok. breaking this down. the individual stalking aspect: fucking gold. you have both men constantly in your peripheral, Eddie and Steve both fighting for as much time as they can possibly spend with you, and being absolutely nasty stalkers in the process. coming home after a long day of avoiding them both and finding your drawers raided, your cassettes out of order with a couple missing, maybe even your sheets wrinkled and smelling a bit of sweat like someone's been laying in your bed.

maybe one day you walk through the halls at school one day and see Eddie with a bloodied nose, Steve with bruises around his neck and his wrists, and the two guys who usually don't even acknowledge each other are glaring daggers at each other the whole day. but when the marks fade and heal, you start seeing them get a little closer....and they often do so while watching you. when they start sharing those smarmy grins and whispering to each other as they pass by the other in the hallways, that's when you start to really worry.

and you're right, nobody will believe you. the only noticeable change is Steve flirting with you whenever he sees you at school or when you're at the video store, and you should consider yourself lucky. why don't you just go out with him? give the poor guy a chance at least, since he's so nice to you? but the people telling you that don't know how invasive he is, they don't know that you've spotted him hanging around your house late at night and seen him glare down anyone who talks to you. and they don't know that when he leans in close to whisper into your ear, the dirtiest things come out of his mouth that only you can hear. "I just wanna rip that little top off you" and "wish I could fuck you over this counter, sweetheart" and "meet me in the back and I'll make you fall in love", things that make you scurry away from him as fast and as soon as you can manage, leaving him shaking his head and smirking at the back of your head because you're so, so cute when you're playing hard to get. but obviously he needs to be a little more direct.

Eddie, at least, is slightly more believable. but he's much, much sneakier, and way more subtle about his advances than Steve. he's more of a menace--always on your heels every perceivable second of the day, running you ragged with questions and mindless chatter that you never can seem to get away from. and it's not just talk, either--he's always using his stature against you, boxing you against your locker or the picnic table out by the woods, drawing his lips close to yours like he's gonna force a kiss out of you, only to breathe softly against them as he asks you again if you'll join Hellfire. don't you wanna spend some more time with him? he'll even give you a private lesson on D&D, just for you, the cutest student in the whole school. you have to push on his chest to get him to even lean back, before you duck out of his reach and dash away, and he's too giddy from having you touch him to even worry about you getting away and telling someone he was being a creep.

and when he gets you back in the woods after school, corraling you like a little lamb towards the jaws of the wolf, Eddie can't help but have a spring in his step. he can't wait for this one.

when you see Steve waiting there by the trees, leaning against the trunk of one, you immediately back up. but you come to a stop when you hit Eddie's chest, and with a quick glance over your shoulder to make sure he's not gonna get out of the way, you turn your gaze back to see Steve approaching you and fear starts knocking your knees. Eddie holds your shoulders from behind to keep you from running, and when Steve gets close enough to lean down real close to your face, his hand on your chin, the tears spill out of you and you hiccup those choked-up words: "please don't kill me..."

the air changes almost immediately. Steve shakes his head like he can't believe you just said that, his eyes soften, and a "never, baby" escapes him. meanwhile, Eddie turns you around by the shoulders so you're facing him instead, and drops to his knees so he's tilting his head all the way back to look up at you. he grabs your wrist in a strong hand, and pulls your arm closer--and he nuzzles your palm with his face, kissing along each knuckle and all five fingertips while his other hand is braced on your thigh. Steve wraps his arms around your midsection from behind, and coos those sweet words in a reassuring tone "are you okay? did someone hurt you? sweet thing, don't have to be scared of me, okay?"

it shouldn't be so comforting, so satisfying to have them both whimpering for your approval, but it is. they'll do anything to pull that smile out of you, and as soon as they get one, they'll both relax and get even cuddlier in your presence. even though they're the ones who scared you in the first place, and they're the ones who have such an unhealthy attachment to you....but you've been suffering under their thumb for so long, would it be so bad if you took a little bit back from them? torture them a little to get what you want? that seems like more than a fair exchange for the hell they've put you through.

#yandere eddie munson #yandere steve harrington #yandere eddie munson x reader #yandere steve harrington x reader #yandere steddie x reader #eddie's angelface #steve x reader x eddie #st 4 #yandere stranger things #ellie writes #anons #under 1k

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 7 months

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u can never have too many au ideas (aka the cursed-sun/moon au)

(im copy n pasting this from discord bc im lazy sorry y'all fsjhf)

other au idea: Sun is a ruler or lord in a fantasy world or smthn and Moon is the form he's been Cursed into turning into each night. Reader is a low-tier magic-weilder (who has a secret past that involves smthn rlly Bad and they used to have a reasonable amount of respectability in th community but now theyre shunned and cant get a job anywhere and also has a big scar and/or only one eye lol) who's one remaining ability is the ability to lift minor curses or plagues. Sun has been searching for someone who can 'bless' the curse of Moon (or whatever is making Moon be nasty murderous bloodthirsty man) for ages but mages r rare and most of them spend maybe one night trying to cure Moon before either getting got or being scared into getting tf outta there

so eventually word reaches Sun of a mage who's been looking for work, with the only catch being that they arent very powerful and no one has much to say abt them, and Sun, who has burnt every single thread he has trying to find a mage, is like GOOD ENOUGH CALL THEM HERE

and reader is like 'oh shit this is potentially a rlly good job, the only catch is that i have to deal w a demon possessed guy thats like twice my height and three times as strong,,' and like. bc they have Zero Options and also feel like their life has run itself into th ground and there is little left for them/no way to get themselves out of their Issues, they r like 'yeah sure its gonna take a while bc i can only perform minor magic but i'll do whatever i can to see that this curse is delt with'

and instead of trying to face Moon head on, they start with just kinda,, getting to know him. he's kept chained/locked away in a chamber every night to keep ppl safe, but every night reader goes into the chambers, sits at a tea table just out of his reach, and just. talks with him

they dont entertain his trying to mess w them, taunting, cruelty, etc, but they talk when there's the chance for standard conversation. at first it's hell bc Moon is a little shit and he never cooperates. he never answers questions, he spends the entire night threatening to tear them apart and savor their insides, etc. they bring him a cup of tea every night, and every time he smashes the cup and throws the pieces at them

ok well point is eventually Moon starts to mellow out around them, will actually sit and have conversation with them, one day is like 'you think i dont know what youre doing?? youre just trying to bore me into falling for ur trap so u can kill me. i like ur style but its not gonna work >:3'

and reader is like 'i literally do not have enough magic to kill a toad let alone a whole entire possessed person' and moon is like ',, huh. so what IS ur goal here??' and reader is like 'i want to lift ur curse for both u and Sun's sakes. i gave u my word, and i will follow through, at the very least to clear my own conscience of a past sin'

and so eventually Moon, out of curiosity, and later bc he likes spending time with reader, starts letting them cast the healing magic on him, breaking the curse little by little every night

and at the same time all this is happening, reader is spending mornings and evenings with Sun and keeping him up to date on how the process is going and, eventually, becoming the person he turns to when he's stressed or tired or rlly just wants company

and idk smthn smthn eventually both of them rlly want Reader and they dont know how to act so they just b making fools of themselves but reader is a dumbass so theyre just confused

(Moon absolutely tells Reader abt every 'oh man i rlly wanna kiss kiss snuggle smooch the mage rn' thought Sun has during the day but Reader is so used to Moon being a little shit n making shit up to mess with them that they r just like ._. )

the plot twist part,,

(the secret dark past that reader is hiding is that they used to be a local mage for a nearby town who was known and respected for giving 'blessings' to ppl for small fees but one day for Reasons, they cast a curse upon someone and one of the biggest no-no's a mage can do is Curse someone so the town practically rioted, tore them down from their pedestal, called upon another mage to strip reader of their magic, and then cast them out)

(rn im considering the idea that the person reader Cursed is Vanny, who, because of her own curse, eventually went on to be the one who cursed Sun and Moon)

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the-s1lly-corner · 10 months

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Which of the creeps (that you write romantically for) be okay/like a bada$$ s/o? Like every1 is intimidated and every1 thinks that if you try to fight them you’re stupid? Have a great day!!

Creeps with a badass reader!

i actually really like this idea!! also im so so sorry it took me so long to get to this </3!! ive kinda been focusing on art these past few days, and when i havent been drawing ive kinda been. laying in my own. feelings. sleepy.... yk how it is!!

with that said! yeah! i wont be doing all the bare bones list of characters i usually do with non specified characters! to keep true with the prompt im going to stick with characters i feel would like this kind of S/O and/or compliment the readers fierce nature... also going to aim for a more comedic style

LIST OF CHARACTERS: Laughing Jack, Eyeless Jack, Hoodie, Splendorman

CW; mentions of violence

Splendorman;

No because just think about it; a soft easy going cryptid with a strong and ready to fight partner

"he asked for no pickles" dynamic basically imo LMAO

he would rather you tone it down, or at least dont fight for him... he doesnt want you to get hurt, or in trouble..! mostly trouble, he knows you can handle yourself

he wont ever say it but hes internally swooning anytime you fight for him, though. like. "oh? they would do this for me just because someone said something vaguely mean about me?"... hes red in the face

tries to introduce you to new people to make potential friends since he kinda thinks part of your bloodlust(/j) is from loneliness, which in turn makes people see you as.. mean... so its a loop. he doesnt mean it in a bad way! he just cares about your well being!

overall he secretly thinks its hot but hed rather you stay out of trouble and hed try to find ways to make you less fierce...

Laughing Jack;

like splendorman he thinks its hot but he WILL vocalize it

also he thinks its really funny whenever people try to antagonize you

pulls a bag of popcorn out of thin air and watches the show/hj

he will literally cheer for you from the sidelines and becomes the fights personal announcer

absolutely treats you when you win; showered in praise and love and gifts

hes flustered; depending on what color you think he blushes (personally i think he blushes a purpleish-grey), his entire face is that color when he watches it happen

again, hes really into it

smh ive been on a lj trip these past few days and i hardly got anything for him here god mfing damn!!!!

Hoodie;

ngl he probably throws himself into the fight and yall both kick the shit out of the person

basically think something like this scene (ive never seen jjba my friend showed me this) where he just joins you after watching for a few seconds (we can say the third person is masky/j)

anyways it wont let me move the gif up so pretend the gif is under the above bullet point instead of at the end of this segment

really yall are kinda the same but hoodie is more likely to sit back and access the situation before jumping in and fighting someone unless like. its an immediate life or death thing

now how does he feel about you being a proclaimed badass?

he respects it, and he knows that you can defend yourself when hes not around so it also puts him at ease

maybe you two will spar every now and then to get better at defense and offense stuff (he will not go easy on you btw, bro will give it his all)

Eyeless Jack;

he doesnt really like the fighting since hes also likely the one who has to patch you up afterwards. like even if you win the fight youre still going to be hurt in some way, this applies to all the other characters too. ej is just the only one who has the knowledge when it comes to tending wounds...

with ej, in my au, he doesnt really. like conflict, especially since his own body is changing into something that isnt human; he already has enough on his plate already, doesnt need to go bury an extra body because he let his temper get the better of him

and every now and then, that mindset of avoiding conflict bleeds to how he views you and your attitude

hes happy that you can defend yourself, like hoodie he admires it; but at the same time he gets so scared that youre going to pick a fight with the wrong person or get hit in the wrong spot, and..

he does not pity those who are dumb enough to rile you up, though..

overall he worries for you and already has enough on his plate with himself ... but dont think that he sees tending to you as a burden! hell do it regardless of what caused your injury

possible idea for an angst post? ooo? maybe, if you guys want it

#creepypasta headcanon #splendorman x reader #laughing jack x reader #hoodie x reader #eyeless jack x reader #splendorman x you #laughing jack x you #hoodie x you #eyeless jack x you

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dani-ya-dig · 1 month

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OKAY I FINALLY HAVE TIME SO ITS TIME FOR DANI TO FINALLY RANT ABOUT THE SAM AUDIO!!!

Written as I’m listening to the audio again so I don’t forgor.

I think it’s been out long enough to avoid spoiler but I’m gonna put the cut just because this post is probably gonna be really long.

The beginning of this audio scares the shit out of me not matter how many times I listen to, like he is fucking ZOOMING. At least this time he has a reason to be zipping all over the place. Unlike in his “talking about the future” audio where that motherfucker used vamp speed up the stairs for no goddamn reason

Also I appreciate the fact that Darlin ran into Sam, fully shifted. They hit him first and only then were like “oh yeah I’m a giant wolf rn”.

CHRIST DARLIN! THE MAN JUST SHOWED UP LET HIM BREATHE BEFORE YOU JUMP HIM

Ugh love me a Sam reverse comfort audio. This is DELICIOUS

Circling back to Sam’s tendency to bury his emotions in the moment, and only allowing himself to feel them when he is in a safe space (cough cough Darlin)

“I guess that says a lot about what family is to me” STOPPPPPPP

“Apparently I’ve got a knack for landing myself in shit. And then sticking around long enough to get convinced it’s all I deserve” IM ACTUALLY FUCKING CRYING I HATE IT HERE. HE IS ME FR.

“I. Am not. A Solaire” DAMN RIGHT SAMMY! GET HIS ASS!

Sam kind danced around this part but I noticed it immediately. The way he kind of paused when he talked about William putting giving him a house as a form of trying to make himself more favorable to Sam. Sam worded it as him favoring stability and needing that. But also like… one thing that Sam talks about repeatedly in his playlist is how important the idea of home is to him. And William gives him a house… an attempt at giving him a home, so that the “home” is inherently tied to him in Sam’s mind.

I know it was well intentioned on William’s part but god it feels fucking grimy nonetheless

Sam might not think that William is and evil mustache twirling villain, but I do /j

Real footage of William Solaire rn

“I’m a healer. Not was. Am.” YES THE FUCK YOU ARE SAM!

No because actually Sam is so right. He IS still good. He CAN still help. I’m not 100% on the lord of vampire or how difficult it would be for a vampire of Sam’s age to externalize magic. But it’s pretty damn impressive that he can do what he can do even after his core was entirely replaced. He must have been a STRONG like super strong freelancer for that much of his powers to remain after his turning. But it’s also not just healing magic he can still manage even though that definitely would have been his specialty and the type of magic he studied the most. The other types of magic we have heard of him doing are also cleaning magic and earth elemental magic (WHICH YO???). Like that’s impressive imo.

Also we have all talked about Sam joining Shaw Security on night shift at this point. BUT!!! After Sam talked about how he wanted to be a healer still but only wasn’t because that wasn’t what the house needed from him. I hope that he gets hired on as Shaw Security’s professional healer <33

I don’t know how viable that would be. But I think it could work. I don’t imagine he would be patching up multiple huge injuries everyday so it could 100% work!! GUYS I SWEAR PLEA–

(Erik if you’re spying through your secret tumblr account give me what I want)

Sam will never have to go to another summit again 🤞

NO ONE WILL PUT THAT MAN IN A SUIT AGAIN!! HE IS FREE!

Sam and Darlin are so in love with each other. They deserve to be happy, just for a little bit. I need a moving audio with them. Them just packing up their shit <33

Okay did I love this video. Yes! It was Sam, so like that’s bound to happen with me lmao. But also like it was just nice. I enjoyed it. I hope Sam gets to find more of who he is outside of the house.

But also because my hyperfixated menace ass can’t keep my nose out of spoiler I KNOW THAT SAM BITES DARLIN IN THE BA AND I JUST COSSBDKDBX

Look I get why it happened logistically. It’s been a long time coming, and now that Sam’s out of the house of Solaire, they aren’t going to be facilitating his need for blood bags anymore. So he is gonna need to feed on something. It makes sense.

But I wish that decision like that regarding trauma Sam has around his turning would stop being made in the aftermath of very emotional moments. Like when he decided he was ready to go further with Darlin, I wish it would have come from a place of “Ive worked through everything that happened to me, and I love you, so I really want to take this next step” instead of “I’ve seen so many people die, and I have been reminded how fragile life is, and I am terrified of the thought of not getting to do this”.

Idk maybe it’s just me, but things like that don’t feel like decisions that should be made when you feel like life is crumbling down around you??

Also it brings up the logistical issue of, Erik didn’t explain that to the non-patreon listeners. So like… if it gets brought up in future audios a lot of people are probably gonna be a little confused, since I only know because I snoop through Sam spoilers.

Eh. But all in all, live laugh love Sam Collins and stay livin la vida loca I guess

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted sam #redacted sam collins #sam collins #redacted darlin

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Not the same anon but hear me out -- just continuing your response on Sunghoon being in the same hotel-- imagine him sneaking out of his room, knocking on yours at like 3 AM. Youve told him numerous times that thered be no seggs at all throughout the event period but boi couldnt stop thinking abt you since he knew you two were staying in the same hotel. He knocked on your door while being on a call with you "open up y/n" "no, i told you no funny stuff. Go back to bed" "yknow im very persistent. Ill stay rooted here and yeah any minute now someone is going to pass the hallway and see me-" yeah he knows how to play the game. Realizing the risk you immediately open up the door and pulled him in. "What were you thinki-" yeah bad idea because within split seconds his lips collided with yours, hands snaking behind your back. Before you could even push him away, he had pushed you onto the bed, his lips devouring yours as if he had been parched. When you finally broke the kiss to catch your breath, his lips just continue downwards, trailing wet sloppy kisses down your neck "ill see you better in the crowd with these purple marks on your neck" "sunghoon no- stop it's fckin 3AM how are you going to wake up -- mmhm" you ended up letting a supressed moaned as his knee press up against your core. "Oh come on, you can be louder than that" he smirks. You wondered what had gotten into your boyfriend. He was supposed to be all knocked down from performing but here he was being so hard dom and shit. Turns out, though boi was also horny from missing your touch, he got jealous earlier that you completed finger hearts with Jay (though it wasnt Jays fault as no one knew you guysbwere dating) ans you well, you were just innocently sticking a hand heart out hoping hed complete it but someone else did anyways. HOHOGO pls help continue the rough jealous smut, take it with your magic mind and hands 💫💫💫

kissing your brain rn </3

so sunghoon is big on marking, right? that's exactly what he's gonna do, growl and continue reminding you that you belong to him, and you'd love every bit of it. he'd cover your neck with at least two to three hickeys, before also going down to mark your tits and thighs.

he'd sigh, saying how much he missed you while fucking you deep, making you moan out loud and he'd smirk at that, he just wants others to know that you're taken, he's a jealous guy by nature and would fuck you hard enough until his jealousy goes away. it's basically a treat for you, his big cock buried inside your pussy.

he'd even end up fucking you in the shower, not having self control even when he promised he'd help you clean up, holding you up with his strong arms and fucking you until your pussy is swollen and dripping with his cum.

he'd look like a lovesick puppy when he goes back to his members, they'll be so confused at his state </3

#[🍪] : anons #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut #enhypen smut

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okay i just have so many thoughts about this and i need to share…..

1. the thumb… the hand… looking extra good today…. looks a lot like he wants me to suck on it but that might just be me 😶

2. grrrr the neck is making me go insane, i want it i need it !!!! kind sir will you please let me bite?

3. i read what you said about wrapping his arms around you and i just 😩 like i have thought a lot about liam hugging me and his arms being so hard and muscular that it’s not like a soft hug, but there’s something like possessive about it? strong arms wrapping around my neck and pulling me into his chest as he rests his head on top of mine (not that he’s tall enough to do that- anYWAY) 🥺 and now i got the exact same thought about oscar bcs he’s BUFF buff!! strong big biceps wrapping around me and just 😭 so cozy

4. i cut it out bcs i wanted just the body LOL but the smile 🥺 sweetheart 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and the hair… the little lock and just- pls 😭😭

5. i know you’ve spoken about nipples so ofc i had to think about it when i saw this… i see at least one….. 🤭🤭🤭

i think i’m done for now 😁😁 hope you have a good day lola!! 💘

Pls do babe, I’m here for all of your thoughts 👀

1. Not just today 😭😭😭 must be the white shirt actually, yk how we both went crazy over the cricket pics 😳😳 but omg yes, I’d even suck on it if he didn’t ask 😌 just gimme a change to prove that 🫣

2. Vampire instinct comes out to play whenever I see his neck. Just want to sink my teeth in his pale perfect skin to leave marks 😩 the imprint of my teeth, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive skin 🤯🤯🤯 licking all the hickeys right after 😭😭

3. We’ve talked about hugs from Liam, how his muscular arms would feel like an armour around you, protecting you from everything awful going around in the world, while whispering into your ear and yes, resting his head on yours 🫠🫠🫠 (he’s not tall but he’s still taller than me so 🤷🏻‍♀️). FUCK I KNOW!!! Since Qatar I can’t stop thinking about how big he got!!! Like so much bigger chest and arms, even his neck seems thicker 😭😭😭 and I just can’t… deal! Pls he’s be the softest little kitten ever when it comes to cuddles just his strong body against your smaller frame 😩😩😩 HEAVEN

4. THAT SMILE IS ABLE TO CURE ALL OF MY PROBLEMS 😩😩😩 exactly what my therapist (I don’t have one) wrote on my prescription 🤯🤯 THE BEST THING IS… no overdose, impossible 😌😌😌 THE HAIR SO LONG, IM GOING TO FIGHT ANYONE WHO GOES NEAR HIM WITH A SCISSOR 🔪🔪

5. I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE, helloooo??? HOLY SHIT THANKS JACKIE 🥹🥹🥹🥹 not I’m certain this is my new fave pic 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Hope you had a nice day 🥰 mine was decent, day off tomorrow so I can enjoy the content without being stressed about work 🫶🏼🫶🏼

#asks #Jackie 🧡#wow we’re writing novel every time when it comes to Oscar 🤭🤭🤭#nothing else to say here I’ve ranted enough already 🤭🤭🤭#daily discussion with Jackie about Oscar 🥰#Oscar

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ofstoriesandstardust · 2 years

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ooh for the drabble prompt thing theres a few that i think could be fun, up to you if you want to do just one or combine them. 5 “I didn’t mean it like that.” 19 “Just breathe, sweetheart.” and 44 “What’s your 5-year plan for this?”. personally im a rooster girlie so id love it with rooster and rebel but whatever gets your creative juices flowing

prompts from this list of drabbles!

characters from same mistakes-verse

5. "I didn't mean it like that."

19. "Just breathe, sweetheart."

44. "What's your 5-year plan for this?"

warnings: swearing, angst, miscommunication, canon-established insecurities, idk if this is obvious but this happens early on the timeline

word count: 1,114

It hadn’t started out as a fight. Really, it hadn't. You’re not sure what had even set the two of you off but now you were standing in the kitchen of the Bradshaw home, arguing with your boyfriend.

Squabbling was more like it.

Whatever had set the two of you off, you were certain it was insignificant. Both of you had had long days, were tired and stressed, and yet you had continued to pick and pick and pick, ever-searching for a reason to push him away. Ever-trying to give him a reason to leave, to take off, to prove what you’d always known: that eventually, sooner or later, he’d leave. He’d wake up and realize what you’d known all along, that you weren’t good enough, that he deserved more, better, than what you could offer him.

You think you may have finally done it this time.

“Jesus Christ, you make this so hard sometimes.” He groans, running a hand through his hair. He looks tired, worn to the bone, and you swallow the guilt.

This is your fault.

“If I make it so hard, then you should go find someone who makes it easy.” You shoot back and his eyes narrow.

“You act like you don’t even want to be with me half the time.”

Well that stung.

You scoff, deflecting from the hurt that had just ripped across your heart. “It’s hard to act like I want to be with you when I’m not even sure you want to be in this relationship in the first place! I mean, c’mon, what’s your 5-year plan for this? We both know this isn’t a forever thing for you.”

He throws his hands up in the air. “Here we go again. Here we go, always doubting me. Always acting like I’m not serious about you, like I don’t want to be with you. Makes me feel like shit sweetheart.” The way he says sweetheart drips of sickly sweetness, poison beneath the words, and it makes your jaw tighten. He turns back to the counter, resting his palms against it. He sighs, squeezing his eyes shut.“You know what, maybe it’s best we take some time apart.”

Oh.

You swallow, turning your head away from him as tears prick at your eyes. “Fine.” Your voice is thick with tears, making them impossible to hide, and he turns his head to look at you, his features softening.

“Honey-”

“No, if you want me to leave, that’s fine.” You say, straightening up and crossing your arms.

After all, this is what you had wanted... right?

He sighs, moving closer to you. “I just think we need some space from each other.”

Wasn’t space usually what they asked for before they broke up with you? A delaying of the inevitable?

You take a step back from him, moving away from his outstretched arm. “Whatever you want.” Your voice is tight and you know you’re not fooling him.

“Honey, I just think-”

“You know what, if you’re going to break up with me, just have the balls to do it now. Don’t save my feelings by drawing it out. Just break my heart and go.”

The cracks are beginning to form around your heart and more tears rush to the surface at the words. You bite your lip to keep them from falling, willing yourself to save at least a little bit of your pride and dignity. You can lick your wounds later, but right now... right now you needed to be strong.

This is what you had wanted... right?

Confusion flickers across his face. “What’re you talking about?”

You let out a watery chuckle. “God, are you really going to make me spell it out for you? Fine, if you’re so cruel.” You take a shaky breath, trying to steel yourself but it does little to alleviate the tears that are coming on fast. In fact, it only makes the words harder to get out. “You know, space is what you ask for from someone you know you’re gonna break up with but don’t have the heart to do it yet. Time apart is what you tell someone when you know you’ll never figure things out but pretend anyways. Jesus, I’ve always known our relationship was on a timer but at least- at least have the decency to let me go properly.”

The tears take over and your chest crumples in on itself as you shoulders begin to heave with sobs. The tears slips down your cheeks, the drops leaving tracks in their wake. You want to wipe away the tears, turn and leave, but all you can do is bow your head as you continue to cry.

You hear him walk closer to you, gingerly touching you. When you don’t move away, don’t flinch back, he slowly wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. The tears are falling on to his shirt now, creating a warm, salty, wet patch as one of his hands come up to tangle in your hair. The other settles on your shoulder, gently rubbing back and forth. “Just breathe sweetheart.” He whispers, tucking his head on top of yours.

You’re not sure how long he stands there, holding you, letting you cry, but he doesn’t speak again until the sobs have subsided, turning from full body heaves to hiccups to nothing but shaky breathing.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” He finally whispers, never once letting you go. “I just meant that we should take time apart tonight because we’re both angry and tired and we weren’t going to accomplish anything by fighting with one another.”

Oh.

Well now you felt a little stupid. You swallow, embarrassed, and try to pull away from him. His hands fall to your waist, not letting you go far. “Sorry, I’ll... yeah, I’ll leave. We can talk about this later.”

“Sweetheart...”

You swallow, feeling the tears threaten to well back up. “No, really it’s okay. You’re right. I’m sorry I...” You take a shuddering breath. “’M sorry I had a meltdown. I’ll head home.”

His hands fall from your waist, his eyes looking you over as you take a step back. “I mean, if you want to go...”

“You’re right, we’re not gonna accomplish nothing tonight. So maybe you’re right that it’s best we spend the night apart.” He lets out his own deep breath, looking up at the ceiling as you move past him to grab your keys off the counter. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He responds without turning to face you. You sigh, swallowing back another wave of tears.

“Okay, goodnight.” You whisper softly.

“Night.”

#kylie answers #kylie writes #same mistakes #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick

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see you soon / baji

!! TW: implied suicide. do not read if this triggers you and/or makes you feel uncomfortable. sending a warm, tight hug to everyone who needs it. stay with us. stay strong <3 !!

"keisuke, hi my baby! it's been a while, huh?" you softly chuckle. "i'm sorry, i was busy, had to take care of a lot of things but i finally have time for you again. i only have a few more things to do and then i'm all yours again." a small sigh leaves your mouth and a gentle smile spreads onto your lips. "i need to talk to you about something and i know you won't like it, probably get mad and upset at me, but please just listen, okay?" you take a deep breath in and out before you continue. "oh, you're really not gonna like this." you chuckle sadly. "i miss you. life's always been shit but it's been worse since you left. i've tried to hold onto life as best as i could, even before you left and you know that. i tried even harder after you left me and i know you've seen everything that i've done and have been through, so you know that i've tried. i've tried so fucking hard to hold onto this life, i did everything that i could to get to the point where i wouldn't hurt anymore but, i failed. life is just too much, too painful and it hurts even more now that you're not here anymore. you were my rock. you were the only one that was there for me. the only one who truly cared about me, who loved me. now i have no one. no one who loves and cares about me. no one who asks how i'm doing. no one who looks after me. no one who can make the pain go away, for a little while at least. and trust me, i tried. i have tried everything to keep going, to heal. but i can't." you didn't realize that you started crying until the tears were running over your mouth, you wipe them away with the sleeve of your, well, keisuke's hoodie, and take a deep breath in and out, collect yourself for a second and then continue. "i can't keep going, kei. i can't and i don't want to. i'm not strong enough. i know you're probably disappointed in me right now. you'd kick my ass if you were here, huh?" you chuckle at the thought and wipe more tears away. "but i can't, im sorry kei. it hurts too much. i can't take it anymore and i've reached my limit." a loud sob escapes your mouth and you take a minute to try and calm yourself down. your head starts to hurt and your chest tightens from all the crying.

after a few minutes of crying you finally calm down again and continue your speech. "i know that all of this sounds really depressing, i wish i could make it sound less dramatic so that you're not as upset with me. life sucks without you. it sucked since the beginning, i didn't think it could get much worse and then you were gone. the pain is too much, too overwhelming. you are my person. you were absolutely everything to me. you still are and you'll always be but it's just not the same when you're not physically here with me. i feel like you never really understood how much i love you. you knew but you couldn't wrap your big ass head fully around it." you let out a shaky giggle and wipe your cheeks. "i wish you would've told me what went through your head when you made that insane descision. i wish i could've done something to help you choose a different path.

i love you, keisuke. i always have and i always will. i'd do anything for you. i would move heaven and hell for you. i never knew my heart could grow this fucking big until you filled it with all the love you gave me. you were my reason to keep going, to get up in the morning and continue this life. and now you're gone. just like that. you were the last reason for me to stay and now i have nothing left. nothing. i miss you so much, keisuke. i miss touching you, hugging you, kissing you. i miss playing with your hair and the way you'd yell at me when i'd force you to let me put it up in cute hairstyles. i miss when you would randomly bite me to get my attention, when you'd get all pouty when i'd ignore you on purpose. how we would always share our food, when you'd take me out on night rides on your bike when one of us didn't feel good. i miss how we would laugh all night long until our stomachs hurt and had tears streaming down our faces, until we woke your mom up and she'd yell at us in the middle of the night. i miss how you'd hold me and glue the broken pieces back together when i was falling apart. i miss your love. you were a tough guy but your love was so, so gentle. so real."

you take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down a little once again.

"i love you so much, keisuke. so completely that it spills over into everything that i do and everywhere i go. and that's why i'm here to tell you, that i've decided that i want to see you again. i want us to be together again." you smile, wiping more tears away from your wet cheeks. "we'll be together again and everything will be okay, right? the pain will go away. it'll just stop. i don't have to hurt anymore and i don't have to miss you anymore. i don't have to suffer."

you smile and get up from your place on the floor in front of keisuke's grave. you reach over for your backpack and take out a bouquet of flowers. sunflowers, to be exact. you gently place them in front of the gravestone.

"remember? sunflowers because you're my personal sunshine. brighter than the actual sun." you giggle, staring up at the sky where the sun is shining directly onto you and keisuke's grave. "i knew you were here." you look down at the grave again, kiss the palm of your hand and place your hand over the name on the stone.

BAJI KEISUKE

"okay, i have to go now, finish up a few more things and then i'm all yours again. just like i said earlier." you throw your backpack over your shoulder and wipe your face with a tissue, then smile at his grave one last time before you leave.

"i'll see you soon, my love."

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the thing about. okay so when i first got into dr i was like ‘i think i prefer an outcome where they ultimately cant wake the other ten members of their class and its just the five survivors because then the deaths meant something yknow’ and while i still think that that kind of thing has. yknow. merit and value. i have actually come around to preferring them being able to do it. with one massive caveat.

it takes forever.

it takes at least a year and a half, two years maybe, before they (lets be real, hajime) even gain the knowledge of the system, work out its quirks, beef up its security and tech, connect it to enough power, and build the proper technology to manage something like this, and even then, each person is going to need a unique plan of action. its going to take ages. i think its best if they start from the first death through the last, which has the added benefit of waking the impostor first and gaining a good moral compass and grounding presence. but… i mean. its almost two years before they even manage the first dive into their brain. two years of living alone, just the five of them, of building each other up of building a dynamic, one that works, and of changing and growing because they have no other choice.

so when it comes down to them actually attempting to wake the first person… theres some anxiety. theres some worry. theres a lot of ‘this is going to radically alter how we relate to each other and everyone else’. theres a lot of ��this is going to make things weird’. theres a lot of ‘theyre not going to understand a lot of things at first not only because its been two years since we all went under and everything has changed in that time but also because the five of us have a fundamentally different relationship now with each other than we will have with anyone else we wake up. thats going to cause conflict’.

and i dont even necessarily mean that in a romantic relationship sense (though if you know me you know im deeply unwell about kuzuhina and also an absolute sucker for polycule shit so yeah i do also kinda mean it in that way), but just that their bond is so strong. living alone on an island in the middle of nowhere for two years with just four other people will do that. they know each other in fundamental ways that the others may never manage. fuyuhiko may get peko back, but her relationship with him will never be the one he has with hajime, or akane, or kazuichi or sonia. sonia will get gundham back, but despite them definitely regaining their romantic relationship (after an adjustment period, of course), there will be an odd dissonance in how well hajime and akane know her in ways gundham doesnt. akane will get nekomaru back in her life. but he will never be the person she goes to with the things she goes to hajime with.

this isnt necessarily entirely negative, of course. relationships are always going to be different with different people because theyre. yknow. different people. but i think theres going to be a period of time, maybe even the rest of their lives, where the ten sleepers in the vault will understand, intrinsically, that the relationship the five survivors has is never going to be fully understood, and will always be special and different from what they all have as a group.

hajime, fuyuhiko, kazuichi, akane, and sonia all faced arguably the hardest parts of the healing process, the stumbling blindly with no hand to hold except the others with an equal lack of sight, together, and that. does things. to a relationship.

they will all manage the healing process, and they will all struggle through it. but never in the same way those five did.

#personal #meta #danganronpa #sdr2 #oh boy the first proper tagged original post from this blog and its SURVIVORS RELATIONSHIP META #i have. so many thoughts regarding the process of waking the others. the habits the five of them form in the meantime.#the methods they use. alter ego’s return and dynamic with them. who they wake first and how they all feel about it #i think they all know. even akane. that waking someone up is going to change things. maybe not even in a good way too #its going to make things COMPLICATED.#and they all feel a certain type of way about tjat #but its not like they can just. not do it. this is what theyve been working so hard for the entire time.#so theyre going to wake people up. but that doesnt mean they wont feel. a variety of different ways about it.#anxious. nervous. scared even. angry maybe. bitter? jealous in an odd sort of way? out of place.#anyway

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Could I request a fem!reader x Eddie fic based around the song you and me by alice cooper? im not sure if you know it but it makes me think of eddie and his love as grown up struggling. im unsure what to add because the song explains itself, it’s a lovely love song 💗 thank you in advance 🥰

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Eddie Munson x Reader

'You and Me'

Eddie comes home from a long day of work. You hear his shoes tossed aside next to the door way, he shrugs off his jacket before running off to find you.

"Eds?" You ask and feel his strong arms wrap around you, he doesn't say anything, he only buries his head into your neck.

You smile and let out a small chuckle, he was like a toddler. You loved it, how he always had to be touching you. It was a nice reminder he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

"We could watch a movie?" You ask and feel him murmur a "sure baby". You will have to move. Eddie doesn't want you to move, not at all.

"Go change and meet me in the bedroom, I'll get popcorn. And you can pick the movie," you order and he smiles and moves from his spot in your neck, he kisses your lips softly before going to change and pick a movie.

You grab a pot from the stove and a lid, turning on the pan you add some butter and oil. Where the hell did you put the stupid kernels?

You find them in the upper cabinet. You grab them and pour in some to the pan. You add the lid and wait for the tell-tale noise of kernels popping. You grab the salt from next to pepper and place it on the counter.

You would also need a bowl, but that could be grabbed later. You heard the first kernel Pop and that means it won't be much longer until you could return to your lovers arms.

Eddie had been at work all day, but you had Sundays off from the record store. That was where Eddie had met you, he was looking for the new Iron Maiden record, and you had helped him find the last one. He almost proposed right then when you made a comment about 'Master of Puppets' being your favorite song.

you are brought out of that wonderful memory by the sound of the popcorn, it was almost done. You curse and grab a bowl before you notice it is done. Once you've turned off the burner and salted it, you pour it in the bowl and make your way back to the bedroom.

You walk back to the bedroom and find Eddie sprawled out across his bed, or as you like to call it, his coccoon. That's what it was. He had a shit ton of blankets and pillows and a nest like circle in the middle.

You smile and hand him the popcorn before cuddling up next to him. He presses a kiss on your forehead and you tuck your head into his shoulder.

"Forgive me but we are watching Bambi," he says with a smile. You groan, you watched that movie every week. You couldn't help the smile that tugged at your lips though, you always watched bambi because it was the movie you had watched on your first date. It was a joke, two metal heads watching bambi.

This was perfect, you were with the man you loved most. Watching the movie you both had watched on the first date. Perfection.

After a long day of work this was everything Eddie wanted. He had you cuddled into his side, popcorn being stuffed into his mouth, and he was watching Bambi.

He let out a small chuckle as he remembers the Bambi joke. You had both come back to your place and he had seen the movie in your VHS collection. He wanted to watch it since it was the only movie that wasn't rated at least PG-13.

He noticed you felt heavier on his shoulder and he saw that you fell asleep. He smiles and sets the popcorn down. He was over the moon that you trusted him enough to fall asleep on top of him.

God, he was in love. How could he not be? He thought you were the most perfect thing on earth. He felt like he wasn't always enough, you assured him that he was more then you deserved.

You told him he was perfect, and he became putty in your hands. You weren't lying either.

Eddie was perfect.

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The Generals Daughter

Chapter III

The sun is up when we stand in formation the next day while Captain Fitzgibbons reads from the death roll. The courtyard is hollowed in almost deadly silence.

We’re all in our assigned uniforms for first years with our patches added and while some of us look like they got a decent amount of sleep last night, I didn`t and I feel like I am ready to be send to Malek. But my mind was running on high speed and I was way too paranoid to sleep, ready for the (mostly im)possible scenario someone might try to pull some shit at night, even though it would be against the Codex. Violet next to me looks like she struggles but is keeping her head high. She is strong which makes me proud.

“We command their souls to Malek.” Oh, we were at the end already.

“Hopefully you all ate breakfast, because you`re not going to get another chance before lunch” Dain says, “and I hope at least one of you first years has the academic schedule remembered.”

“And if we’re not?” someone behind us says. Is he dumb?

“Then I don`t have to be concerned with forgetting your name” Aetos shrugs. Well.

“Sawyer” he looks to the left at a first year. Ah, Sawyer Henrick, the freckled guy that repeats the first year because he didn`t bond during Threshing last year. It takes some balls to do this shit again, he has my full respect.

“I`ll get them there” he answers and turns to the nine of us first years. “Fourth floor, second room on the left in the academic wing. Get your shit and don`t be fucking late” he shouts and heads off to the dormitory.

“This must be shit, doing this again” Rhiannon states.

“Better than being dead” the guy from before claims as he walks on my right side. I think his name is Ridoc but I am not sure. I look around, not saying anything and make my way to the dorms, not noticing that Violet isn't by my side anymore. In her place walks Rhiannon. “Where-“ “Dain” she says before I can ask. Damn Aetos, so much for being subtle.

We`re off to grab our (and Violets) stuff and head over to the academic wing for history, which is going to be boring for both Violet and myself. Violet was trained to be a scribe, so she knows it all, and I had to study everything anyways, order from my father.

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“Welcome to your first Battle Brief” Professor Devera greets us. This will be the only class we`ll have every day.

She takes her time to scan the rows of first years, looking at every cadet she sees, while the second and third years are scattered behind us.

At first, she makes eye contact with Violet next to me and gives her a small smile and nod but when her eyes find mine, she tenses and stops. For around three second it`s quiet, then she nods and continues. Rolling my eyes, I look to the left at Violet, seeing a concerned frown adorning her face. I send her a reassuring smile and turn back to the front where Professor Markham stands. He looks at Violet with disappointment, not because of her personally but the lost chances with that great brain of hers. She would have been an excellent scribe.

His gaze sways over to my side and just like with Panchek, his face pales instantly and fear strikes his facial features, not because of me but the one I share my last name with. Letting out a frustrated sigh I switch my focus on my quill, distracting myself before I start to scream out of annoyance. For fucks sake, I am NOT my father. Why is everyone acting like he rules the fucking continent?

“First topic of the day,” Devera moves to the map “the Eastern Wing experienced an attack last night near the village of Chakir by a drift of Braevi gryphons and their riders.” Oh damn. I sit straighter and focus on the map. Good thing when you have an excellent working memory – you can focus more on the front, less on your notes.

She gives further information and I take it all in. It’s bad enough that dragons aren`t the only animals capable of channeling powers to their riders. But the dragons are the only ones of powering the wards that makes other power impossible within these wards. They make sure we aren`t fucked up by the gryphons and their riders.

“…What questions would you ask? Only answers from first years for the start.”

Okay first of all, why the fuck are the wards faltering and more importantly what caused them to falter in such an unlikely place? They would never answer that question because none of us is authorized in that matter.

The second question would be, why they would choose this place for an attack? The Esben Mountain Range is the highest on the eastern border and the gryphons don`t go really well with altitudes like this. Furrowing my eyebrows, I try to find a pattern in the latest attacks. It doesn`t make any sense. But maybe … maybe they were searching for something.

“Did you want to ask a question?” Devera asks Pryor, a first year in our squad, who doesn`t really knows if he should raise his hand or not.

“Yes” he nods. Then – “No. Never mind.”

“So decisive” Luca, another first year from our squad, mocks him. Aurelie tries to ease the tension but Luca is not done with her teasing.

“No dragon is bonding to a guy who can`t even decide if he wants to ask a question. And have you seen –“ I scoff loudly, rolling my eyes at her demeanor to finally bring an end to this shit, which makes her turn around in her seat a row in front of me. If some of them are already kind of terrified with my face here, why not use it?

Her eyes meet mine and she realizes who interrupted her. She quickly turns back to the map without saying anything anymore.

I hear Violet and Rhiannon whisper to each other but don`t understand anything.

“What altitude is the village at?” Rhiannon finally asks. Oh, that`s a good question, matches with mine I had in my head. It`s Professor Markham who answers, surprised by it. “A little less than ten thousand feet, why?”

“It seems a little high for an attack with gryphons.” Good safe, because now I just realized that the question came from Violet. Smartass.

“… to ask your own questions, Cadet Sorrengail.” Shit, I need to start listening and try not to zone out all the time. Seems like the girl next to me has now all the attention on her. Great job, Vi.

Violet goes on about how this altitude is way too high for gryphons and their ability to channel. Looks like a thought crosses her genius brain as her next question is based on Devera’s information that the squad of riders took an hour to arrive.

“Then they were already on their way” she says. And while I can see what she is talking about – the rest of the first years decide to judge instead of thinking, some of them start to laugh.

“Yeah, because that makes sense” a blonde guy turns around in his seat to laugh directly in her face. Jack fucking Barlowe, the asshole that threw a candidate down the Parapet tried to kill Violet and still has it out for her.

“General Melgren knows the outcome of a battle before it happens, but even he doesn`t know when it will happen, dumbass. Am I right, Melgren Junior?” His eyes find mine when an evil smirk finds its way onto his face. Don`t fucking tempt me, asshole. I am not interested in a conversation with you.

My lack of response seems to annoy him because he tries it again. “I said, am I righ-“

“There is no need to repeat yourself. I ignored you just fine the first time.”

Stunned silence from Barlowe, startled gasps from other cadets, choked laughter from Ridoc. “Oh shit, that was good, Arya!” he laughs next to me and clasps his hand on my shoulder. Yeah no, I don`t think so Ridoc. I should try to keep my mouth shut with that one before I'll regret it.

Violet ignores my remark and continues with her theory and it seems like she is right, because Devera and Markham both look proud and with a knowing smile on their face. “Because they somehow knew the wards were breaking” she finishes.

“That`s the most-“Jack argues. Does he ever know when to stop?! “She`s right.” HA! I have a proud grin on my face, I love her brain!

“Cadet Melgren” I am called by Devera. Startled I raise my head, brow hitting my hairline.

“What would you ask in aspect of the attack?” she asks me. For a moment I study the map again, trying to sort my thoughts.

“What were they looking for and most importantly, did they find it?”

A slow smile spreads over Deveras face and even Markham looks intrigued by my question. “What makes you think they were out looking for something?”

“Well, it just makes sense they searched for something. Like Cadet Sorrengail said, the attack took action at the most illogical place for a drift of gryphons.” I pause, bringing my thoughts into formation. “The wards failing was not a coincidence and even though it seems like they were just passing by, they weren`t. They somehow knew the wards would falter in that specific moment. But whatever they were looking for, it must have been really important if they risk their drift to attack this high up in the mountains.” I finish.

I can hear Ridoc next to me cheering quietly in his seat. And while the first and some of the second years don’t think that far yet, I am pretty sure some of the third years had a similar question in mind, because I hear approving whispers behind me. Years of learning and studying are finally paying off.

“Just like your father. Always thinking ahead and seeing the important aspects. Good job, Melgren.” Everyone else would see it as a compliment but …

I hate it, with all my heart, because I desperately want to be everything but like my father. Violet takes my hand, knowing how much I hate to be compared to the General.

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