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nonotnolan · 3 months

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The Ends Justify The Means

As always, this February story is dedicated to my valentine, @mergeman

"Okay, but did we have to add him to the Hivemind?" Jordan said, looking at his unconscious boss with a look of resigned disappointment. "If I end up with an old man's vocabulary because of him, I'm gonna be so upset. This body looks too good to sound like a geezer." He tossed his shirt to the ground and gave me a flex. "See what I mean?"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Some humans stress-tested my 40% Free Will rule, and Jordan was definitely one of them. "One, bringing him into the Collective is the only way to bend his authority to our will. Two, the symbiote doesn't change our speech, it just enhances our knowledge. And three, the eventual goal is to overtake most of humanity anyway. We were gonna have to add Shaun sooner or later."

Jordan nodded, though I doubted he was paying any attention me. He was one of the part-time workers I had converted within the past two hours, and so his symbiote half was still checking out his new body. I can't blame it, I suppose.

I wasn't sure this plan was even going to work, so I was glad we managed to succeed. Capturing the part-time college students who worked here had been easy-- a bit of flirting from a tempting body, a kiss to introduce the symbiote, rinse and repeat. Shaun had been much more difficult. We had to resort to ambushing him in the bathroom where there we no cameras. Jordan's strength held him in place while I pried open his jaw to insert the new symbiote. It was far from elegant-- Shaun was stronger than he looked-- but at least it worked.

Shaun finally opened his eyes, and looked at me with a wry grin. "Alright, sir. I know we have a lot to talk about, but let's retreat somewhere else, shall we? It's cramped in here, and I think Jordan is a few moments away from whipping his dick out."

"You're not wrong," I said, shaking my head. "We should probably leave him to it. If nothing else, it will be nice to talk things over someplace a bit... less pungent. I assume you know what is going to be expected of you?"

"I do," Shaun says, crossing his arms. "Although I was hoping to talk to you about that one. I scheduled Darren to work Valentine's Day because I haven't had that day off for the past three years. This body's wife is threatening to make life miserable if I still have to work the holiday despite my recent promotion. I have a proposal for you."

I smiled at the audacity of this symbiote. Clearly its host body had a lot of confidence.

"Darren will still get the day off, of course," Shaun said. "But instead of working the day myself, I'll just tell Jenn that she's going to have to handle the shift solo. We don't need two store managers tomorrow night-- no one goes furniture shopping on Valentine's."

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"You'll never guess what happened today!" Darren said, greeting me when I arrived home. He and I had been dating for a few weeks now, ever since I was granted control over this host body. Unlike the symbiotes who were mostly extensions of my mind and my personality, I had full control and full autonomy over my decisions. Coming out of the closet was one of the first changes I made to this host's former life.

"Your store is actually closing for a holiday?" I guessed, walking up to him and hugging him from behind. I held him close, feeling the heat of his body against my borrowed chest. Humans were very big on physical contact, and it was a ritual I was more than happy to join.

Darren chuckled as he turned around for a quick kiss. "Okay, so it wasn't a miracle. But it was still pretty crazy! Shaun texted me, and approved my vacation time for tomorrow. Can you believe that? I've never known him to change his mind like that before."

I just smiled at him. "Maybe your District Manager yelled at him about it? You did submit that request a few months ago." As much as I hated feeding white lies and omitted facts to my boyfriend, I couldn't justify telling him my full truth this early in the relationship. Anyway, the only way I'd be filling him with a symbiote would be if we broke up and he posed a risk to my secret. I wanted a relationship with an equal, not a masturbatory fling with a clone of myself. Anyway, what was the phrase? The ends justify the means.

"Well, maybe." He paused a few minutes to consider this possibility before shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know, and I'm not going to question it. I'm just glad you kept those dinner reservations! I'm looking forward to tomorrow's date!" He smiled, and I could feel my heart melting. I would do anything in my power to make him happy.

#male body merge #male possession #alien possession #hivemind #gay male story #queer romance

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talaok · 9 months

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Chapter one: The perfect life

Pairing: No-outbreak!Joel x married!reader

Series summary: You moved to Austin Texas with your husband due to his job, but your already troubled marriage is about to get more complicated when the contractor remodeling your home, Joel Miller, will enter both of your lives.

Chapter summary: Moving to Austin was the right decision, but you can't shake the feeling that something's wrong.

warnings: hints to the reader's unhappy childhood, and a very short smut moment

Next chapter

New city, new home, new life.

You should have been happy, you really should have been, but the weight that had sat on your chest as you got on the plane had lingered.

You wanted this. You had to.

You had the perfect life.

A big house with an even bigger lawn, more money than you ever thought possible, and a loving husband.

A loving husband of two years, a loving husband who had to move to Texas for work, a loving husband who you followed across the country, leaving everything and everyone behind, because it's him, and you love him.

Yes. You love him, just as he loves you.

You just needed time, time to adjust, and find a way to start new.

And Austin seemed as good a place as any.

It's warm and sunny here, and the city has an aura you had never quite encountered in any other place.

It's different from New York, yes, but different is good, different means change, and you needed a change.

"I smell burnt"

"oh- shit" you hissed, your gaze finally dropping from the window and down towards the pan where bacon was frying.

You turned the stove off and opened the window, trying to get some of the smell out.

"You ok?"

You looked at Richard, his deep blue eyes, perfectly slicked-back hair, and the tailored suit hugging his body like a second skin made him look as if he had come straight out of a commercial.

He wasn't watching you anymore, his attention had moved to the coffee maker.

"yeah I'm fine, I'm just a little tired I guess"

"you should rest today," he said, pouring some coffee into a cup

"I will" you nodded, glancing at the pan "I should probably make more bacon"

"don't worry" he stopped you "I'll just eat something on the way"

"you sure?"

"Yeah" He took a sip from his mug and set down on a stool

"So..." you walked to the opposite side of the kitchen counter to face him "Are you nervous?"

He raised his eyes from his phone to look at you.

"Why would I be? I'm the boss"

"yeah, but it's still your first day"

He shrugged "I just want to get it over with, today's only gonna be meetings and people introducing themselves, tomorrow's gonna be my actual first day"

"right," you offered him a small smile "And have you talked to Francis?"

"Yeah, he said he'll show me around today"

He stood up to place the cup in the sink.

"and about the remodeling?"

"Right, yeah he gave me a number, I'll text it to you"

"great"

Silence fell, and with it, a spell seemed to turn you both to stone

He broke it first

"Right" he glanced at his watch "I better go"

"Right," you said, taking a step closer to him.

His lips were on and off of yours so quickly you wondered if you had imagined it.

"Have a great day" you managed, as he walked out of the room

"you too"

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The shelves had finally started to come to life.

"Why do we have to bring all your books, it's a waste of time" you recalled Richard saying "It's not like you're gonna read all of them again"

It infuriated you how he didn't get it, how completely baffled he was by your decision.

Like hell you were leaving such an important part of you back home.

Some of the volumes filling the living room you've had since you were a child, some of these stories raised you when there was no one else bothering to do the job.

A small, unexpected smile pulled at your lips as your gaze fell to the last remaining book in the box.

'scary stories to tell in the dark'

You were only 12 years old when you read it. You had found it in the school library, and tempted by a bravado that didn't belong to you, you had picked it up and stuffed it in your bag, carrying it all the way home as if it were the most precious treasure ever known to man.

It had helped silence the screams down the hallway, but it also made it impossible for you to sleep for a whole week.

A quiet laugh climbed your throat as you remembered watching every shadow in your room mutate into a horrifying monster.

You had never given it back.

The barely-together copy in your hands was the same one you had held 22 years ago.

For some reason, out of all the books you've read, this one you held closer to your heart.

Perhaps it was the rebellion behind the act, or perhaps, it was the feeling that that book had given you, the courage, the proof that you could do it, that you were gonna come out the other end, the proof, at last, that monsters can be fought, and at times even defeated.

You sighed, as you settled the book onto the now overflowing shelf, taking a step back to admire the living room.

That's it.

Piece by piece, you were gonna make this your home.

The next hours passed in a frenzy and by the time only a box was left on the floor, it was two in the afternoon.

You had been so caught up with your work you had forgotten to eat.

And now that you realized... god if you weren't hungry.

It's just one more box though, you thought as you peeked at it.

Yeah, c'mon I can do this

Only the stuff for the coffee table remained, and as you took the first item-

Fuck.

The shattered lamp rested on the floor like paint on a Pollok.

Fuck me, man, that was expensive.

You cringed as you bent to try and pick up the sharp pieces, but of course, as a ringing sounded across the room, you gasped and lost your focus, cutting your finger on the glass.

A stinging pain shot through you and you winced loudly, stumbling backward while trying hard not to look at the blood.

This really wasn't the time to be fainting.

Your phone was still annoyingly ringing.

"What?" you picked up without bothering to look

"I'm sorry is this a bad time?" what sounded like a confused male's voice spoke through the phone.

"Richard?" you frowned as you realized it was an unknown number "I'm sorry who's this?"

"I'm Joel, Joel Miller, from the contracting company" he paused "Your husband gave me your number"

"oh" you breathed "I-I'm sorry, he didn't tell me"

"Ma'am if this is a bad time I can call you later"

"no, no please don't worry I just- Now it's fine"

"ok good, your husband has told me you want to do some remodeling?"

"Yeah, we have a big room on the second floor that's unutilized and I'd like to build up a wall and make it into two rooms, perhaps a guest bedroom and bathroom"

He hummed, considering your words "That shouldn't be a problem, I'd like to come to your house one of these days so I can see the space firsthand"

"Yeah sure" You nodded, wrapping a paper towel around your finger once you walked to the kitchen "Would tomorrow be alright?"

"Absolutely, how does 10:30 sound?"

"perfect" you smiled

"Alright then, if you just give me your address we're gonna be all set"

"of course"

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he didn't come home for dinner.

"I'll eat out with some of my colleagues"

That's all he said.

And before you knew it you were heating a frozen pizza in the oven, and watching the sun disappear on the horizon through the kitchen window.

It was good that he stayed out, that's what you kept repeating in your head.

It's good that he's already getting to know his colleagues, and it's good that he's already settling in, it's perfect.

It's what you should be doing.

And yes you would have liked to spend more time with him today, but there's still tomorrow, and the day after that... there's still the rest of your life, one day certainly won't make a difference.

And it's not like you didn't enjoy the quiet, it gave you time to think, to look around the bare walls and ponder what you should fill them with.

A painting there, a mirror there, photos there... it was all coming together in your head.

The house had started to look more like a home, your home.

It was 9 pm by the time you decided to go to bed, it was early for your standards, but you'd had a long day.

He wasn't home yet.

You didn't know what time it was when you heard the front door open, but you were still awake, having tossed and turned hoping to tire yourself out for what felt like an eternity.

"hey" you murmured, once he entered the bedroom

"What are you doing up?"

"I couldn't sleep"

He only nodded, as he started undressing

"So how did it go?"

"well," he said "Everyone seems nice enough"

"I'm glad" you smiled, turning on your side to look at him better "I unboxed everything for the living room today"

"cool," he sighed, hanging his suit and walking into the bathroom.

You laid there, listening to the toilet flush and the sink being shut on and off.

He emerged from the door again and made his way into the bed.

"And the contracting guy called" you continued, as he made himself comfortable "He'll come by tomorrow"

"that's good" he breathed, turning the light off

"I told him what we wanna do and he said it shouldn't be a problem"

"yeah?" he asked, as you felt him shuffle closer to you

"Yup, he said he's done stuff like that before and he just needs to-" Your words got lost in your throat once you felt his hand travel to your chest.

"Richard?" you murmured, while his mouth moved to your shoulder and slowly up your neck.

The smell of his two hundred dollars aftershave hit your nostrils immediately.

"mh?" he hummed, letting his hand sneak down to find your ass through your shorts.

"Richard... I'm tired" you whimpered

"C'mon baby, you don't have to do anything I'll do all the work"

His hands on you felt inexplicably wrong right at that moment.

"I just-" you tried to slowly shift away from his grip "I've unpacked all day, I don't feel like it"

He emitted an audible groan "Y/n it's been like a month since you've last felt like it"

Your mouth closed as quickly as it had opened.

It was the truth, you hadn't been in the mood for a while now.

"I'm sorry, I don't know- maybe tomorrow..."

He sighed, pushing himself off of you

"Whatever"

A small gust of air sent a shiver up your spine as he got up.

"where are you going?" you asked, watching his shadow move around the room.

"I'll just watch some tv or something"

"oh- alright," your voice was so small you almost didn't sound like yourself.

He didn't seem to hear you as he closed the door behind him, casting a veil of darkness over the room.

Once again, you were alone.

You turned towards the window, the moon's soft glow split the ocean of blue in the sky, shily lighting the neighborhood.

You felt a knot in your stomach, a sudden urge to cry, but as you watched the wind glide through the leaves and trees and grass, you were able to breathe, breath with each gust, slowly willing your heart to stop racing and your eyes to dry.

There was nothing to cry about.

Everything was good, great, fantastic even.

You had the perfect life.

Everything you had ever dreamed of was right in your grasp.

You just needed time, and everything was gonna work itself out fine.

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Next chapter

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katsutora · 1 year

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— THIEF !

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; itoshi sae

summary: how they react when you steal the blanket

note: i sure do hope this is not too ooc. i fucking love blue lock a healthy amount 🤏🏻 anyways who’s your fave character(s)?

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤnow THIS is a sweetheart and an absolute dumbass in this scenario but we love him. he woke up all cold (possibly with a frozen shoulder) in the middle of the night and his first thought was to check up on you. when he sees you all cuddled up and warm, he just kisses your forehead and goes back to sleep. probably overthinks too though; is something bothering you, did you have a bad encounter with something while he was away, etc. catches the flu the next day lmfao. oh well, there you have it. it’s now your turn to give up the blanket and kiss his forehead.

⚘ ITOSHI RIN

ㅤㅤsimply pulls out a new one. you think he’s going to spend his energy on such a lukewarm thing (re: wrestling you for a blanket)? think again. is honestly sweet enough to let you steal it but won’t pass the chance to passive aggressively sigh (as loud as he can, mind you) because he’s forced to rummage through storage trying to find a spare one at three in the morning; on a match night; against SAE??? better hope he wins or else you’ll never hear the end of it. if he’s in a petty mood, he will hog the blanket the next night. well then, do you want to build a snowman? “rin, i'm cold, i can’t sleep.” “i can. good night.” just cling onto him, it’ll definitely melt his frozen heart.

⚘ NAGI SEISHIRO

ㅤㅤscenario a: he will absolutely fucking fight you on this. everything else is a hassle (except games and occasionally soccer, yeah yeah) but never steal his blanket. gets all pouty and shit. it’s going to turn into a game of tug-of-war or something because neither of you want to surrender. oh my god, everything is on the floor including you at some point. the good side is that it always ends up with the blanket tossed to one side and him cuddling you so it’s a win? ㅤㅤscenario b: bear goes on a hibernation during winter.

⚘ BACHIRA MEGURU

ㅤㅤbold of you to assume he’s not the one stealing the blanket? little shit (affectionate); beats you to it every time. nope, he won’t budge so don’t even try waking him up. okay, let’s say you managed to wake him up by repeatedly poking his cheek and calling his name but does he want to open his eyes? “hey, isagi, hey, pass” MEGURU, PASS THE BLANKET BACK? help. just get another one smh.

⚘ CHIGIRI HYŌMA

ㅤㅤyou've put him in a predicament, god save his soul. prays that he won’t accidentally wake you up during his attempt on pulling it back a little bit further to his side. “i'm gonna take this now, okay?” oh boy, your grasp only tightens. stares at you for a long time because he doesn’t know what else to do. tick tock. considers just snatching it on minute ten. let’s try a different angle, maybe if he pulls it from this corner, 44° to the right, it’s— nope, sorry chigiri. will most likely pass out from his endless creativity exhaustion.

⚘ ITOSHI SAE

ㅤㅤoh wow, oh. stealing a blanket from the itoshi sae? wow. if his night isn’t peaceful, then he’s going to drag you into this miserable land too. will and won’t hesitate to wake you up. “i have a match tomorrow.” imagine replying “ok? and i have the blanket. bet you don’t have that now, do you, sae?” lmao. will immediately get up and leave to sleep in the guest bedroom. ok but try hugging him and saying “and i have you in my arms.” he’s baffled, he’s in shambles, shaking, crying, throwing up.

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luna0713hunter · 4 months

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Can you write more prompts for Zoro pleaseee? Thank you:))

Author's note : haha!!!i was actually gonna write a new fic for zoro when i saw your request!!!as always,ask and you shall receive!

College love

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Summary : new semester,new classes,new classmates and a new love

Warnings : none,College au (my favorite trope),studying and late night talks, gender neutral ,maybe more parts?,not me in the middle of exam season and dying from overworking myself

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College sucks.

Everyone tells you college is great;its a place full of new experiences,a new life. Having coffee with friends after lectures and studying together,or simply doodling in your notebook as the professors talk about gods know what.

But as you sip your third cup of coffee that night and rub your eyes while yawning,you glance down at the remaining pages you have to go through before your exam in two days,before you groan and bang your head to the table.

Its exam season,and you're currently sitting in the library at 3:04 am.

College sucks so bad.

You know you have tomorrow to study as well,but between working part time job at a near the campus cafe, and going to lectures,you barely had any time to study.

You stared at your empty cup of coffee and sighed before standing up;then you guess its time to get a refill

✧

"wow,you look like shit."

You dont raise your head from the desk as you groan at your friend.

"hello to you too,Nami."

Nami drops his bag next to you with a 'Thump' and settles down. You feel her hand rub up and down your back (almost awkwardly) and through your misery you manage to crack a smile;being comforting is like a physical torture for your ginger friend.

"did you pull another all nighter?"

Slowly,your head turns in her directly and you narrow your eyes.

"not everyone can be both gorgeous and smart effortlessly like you,Nami. Us, lowly humans,have to choose one." You ignore her eye roll and continue, "and i choose the one that can get me a good job in the future."

"looks can be pretty useful too,honey."

"I'm going to choke you."

"be my guest."

You're too busy to bicker that you dont even notice the door of the class opening and a new person stepping inside. Just as Nami's about to wrap her arm your neck and choke you instead, that's when your eyes land on the new person in the class.

And your breath stops all together.

The first thing that catches your eyes is his green hair. The man is tall,and a mess of green hair making his brown eyes stand out more. There are three golden piercings on his left ear. His black leather jacket looks expensive,and you dont need to see the key to guess that he's probably owns a motorcycle..

"y/n!" You realize you've been staring shamelessly at the man and suddenly whip your head in Nami's direction.

"Nami!" You grip her shoulders and shake her violently, "who's that?!why havent i seen him around?do you know him??is he single???!!"

Nami shoulders off your hands and looks at you like you've grown a second head.

"He's Zoro Roronoa. Our classmate. You haven't seen him cause he almost never shows up at lectures. What the hell is wrong with you exactly?"

"what's wrong with me is that the man is drop dead gorgeous," you frown at her, "and geez girl. How do you know so much about him?"

"cause he's my "kinda friend". We go out drinking together sometimes."

"WHAT?!"

Your shriek is so loud,that when you turn around, you see mr.gorgeous is eyeing you with annoyance.

Great. Your new crush thinks you're crazy.

You duck your head as your cheeks burn with embarrassment. Nami rubs your back sympathetically and you groan tiredly.

"want me to introduce you to him?"

"hell no," you whine and rest your cheek against your desk; letting the surface cooling down your heated skin, "he obviously hates my guts now."

"to be fair,Zoro hates everybody's guts."

"its just a crush Nami," you flash her a smile, "it'll go away eventually."

Unfortunately,it in fact,doesnt go away eventually.

After your embarrassing moment in the classroom,you seem to run into Zoro awfully alot; Whether it be getting a coffee from the near campus cafe,or working your shift there,you seem to always see him.

Zoro liked his coffee black,that was no surprise. The first time that you surved him the black hell,he hadnt even batted an eye at your shakey hands or your stutter.

And you were certain that he had forgotten all about you.

Among the finals creeping close and closer,and with you drowning yourself under your books until morning before going back to your lectures or job,you had completely forgotten all about him.

So when you drop your head on your text book at almost 4 am and try hard not to burst into tears or having a mental breakdown in the almost empty library,you almost scream when a warm can of coffee touches your cheek.

Your head snaps up,and your mouth parts into a small scream that soon gets an ugly glare from the librarian. You shoot her an apologizing look,before turning your head back to the person in front of you.

Zoro freaking Roronoa,holds the coffee in his hand and gives you an unimpressed annoyed look.

"why are you always so loud?"

You dont answer;your mouth hangs open from the shock,and you blink a few times to make sure you're not hallucinating.

"what," you clear your throat, "i,uh, excuse me?"

Zoro rolls his eyes and sits down in front of you while dropping his own backpack on the table. He then slides the drink in front of you and while folding his arms across his chest,he eyes you for a second before looking away.

"you look like a mess. Figured you needed some coffee," he gives you a displeased look from the corner of his eyes, "or some sleep."

Your hands wrap themselves around the warm can;and a small laugh escapes your dry lips.

"you think i can sleep with all these books?i can barely manage between lectures and my part time job with only two hours of sleep as it is!" And for some reason,your stupid brain decides that its a great idea to cry in front of your crush;as if you haven't embarrassed yourself before. So your lower lip starts to wobble,and you let out a small sniffle.

There's a moment of silence;where neither of you say a word. With you starting to finally breakdown,and Zoro just glaring at the textbooks like they had personally offended him. Finally,after a while,you hear him sigh and look up at him with your blurry vision.

"... I'll help you."

"what?"

Another sigh.

"i said, I'll help you study. Im familiar with this stuff,so it'll be nothing."

You let out a loud gasp and stand up from your sit .

"Seriously?!wont you need that time to study?!"

"helping you makes me remember these stuff. It'll be alright."

And when you hold his hands in his,you grin so widely that you feel your cheeks hurting. You shake his hands and laugh lightly.

"thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!"

"yea yeah." He shakes off your hands and stands up,and amongst your joy,you manage to catch a small smile on his lips. Zoro flings his backpack on his shoulder and walks away. He gives you one last look and says "go home and rest for now. See you tomorrow."

And suddenly,the world doesnt seem so bad. College doesn't suck,and your crush, apparently,doesnt hate your guts after all.

#one piece live action x reader #one piece x reader #opla zoro x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #opla zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader

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bestpigeon · 2 months

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ANGEL DUST X HUSK

Angel dust x Husker. More than a friend

Word count: 2091

Warnings: mentions of abuse

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-angels pov-

Husk and I have just finished singing. Yeah, I didn't expect him to comfort me that way. It was somewhat nice, and it actually helped a lot. We walked back to the hotel, joking and laughing at our encounter with the demons, the ones who tried to spike my drink.

I always manage to figure out when someone spikes my drink, I'm used to it now. But I'm thankful that Husk was the one to help. It was cute seeing him worry for me. No one ever really did that for me before, apart from my best friend, Cheri bomb.

"Did you see the small guy? He thought he stood a chance!" I say laughing at the now dead demons stupidity. Husk chuckled handsomely and nodded along with me.

"The lil' shits thought they'd kill us, funny watching 'em try," Husk says, and I snicker once again. As stubborn as Husk is, he's actually quite charming. I nod in agreement, and we enter the hotel, chatting and laughing away.

Charlie smiles, and Vaggie nods in approval since we were, surprisingly, bonding. We then approach the bar, and Husk goes back to his usual place, being the bartender. "So what do ya say, honey? Pour me a drink, the strongest ya got baby, " I say while leaning against the counter and glaring at Husk.

"You got it," husk says before turning around and pouring me my usual, instead just adding more alcohol, specifically alcohol.

-Huskers pov-

Me and Angel just got back from our little performance earlier. It was nice seeing Angel open up. He's a good singer, too. I toss him a drink and give him a nod.

"Thanks, kitty," Angel says before taking his drink, winking playfully, and walking away. I turn around to grab another whiskey, and I catch myself smiling at todays activities. I quickly stopped and cleared my throat.

I open the whiskey and chug at least a third of the bottle. Fuck I needed that. Charlie said I need to maybe stop myself from drinking as much. But I can't, I need alcohol, it makes me feel better. It helps me forget everything.

I chug the rest of the bottle and squint slightly as the alcohol slides down my throat. I rub my head with my hand in frustration, I could already feel the hungover I'll feel tomorrow, but I don't care. The pleasure I get now is worth it.

-the next day, no one pov-

Husk had passed out, wasted, on the counter of the bar. He usually does that. He refuses to go to his room. Angel walks out of his room and goes into the main lobby. He smiles at Husks unconscious body and goes to the kitchen.

Angel feeds fat nuggets with a smile. He loves that animal to death. "Here ya go baby, eat up," he says, not like fat nuggets would reply, but he takes comfort in his animals anyways, so he doesn't care.

He gets a call from his phone. Angel pauses before gulping and slowly grabbing his phone out of his cleavage. The phone read, 'Bossy asshole.' Valentino never gives him a break. He doesn't care. I mean, it's not like he can protest, Valentino owns him. With shaky hands, Angel answers the phone

"Angel baby~ I need you in today. You've got a big shoot today. Don't disappoint me, sweetheart~" Before Angel could reply or protest, Valentino hangs up. Angel moves one of his multiple hands and ruffles with his hair out of frustration. "Today's gonna be a long fucking day.." He says quietly.

Angel pulls out his glasses and walks out of the hotel. He doesn't bother telling Charlie since she'd probably cause some trouble like she usually does. He walks to Valentinos porn studio, and he swore he could feel his heart pumping. This happens all the time. He's always stressed and nervous when he has to go to work. His work is never joyful.

He arrives, and Valentino automatically sends his to his changing room. Angel does what he says without hesitation and gets ready for his shoot. How many guys would he have fuck him today? Angels naturally horny and flirtatious, he used to enjoy his job. But it's no longer enjoyable anymore, not when he gets frequently abused.

He walks out and gets to work. He says his lines almost perfectally, thankfully only messing up once or twice. This to him, was a fucking good work day. He had no worries about disappointing Valentino! That's different then usual, he's normally so shaky and nervous that he fucks up and ends up getting 'punished' in some way.

He finishes suit with a smile and is somewhat proud of his successful shoot. It only took a portion of time than usual. He goes into his changing room and prepares to go home. But Valentino opened the door and locked it behind him.

"Angel~" you did well today, my baby." He says. Angel turns around and puts on his usual fake attitude when around Valentino. "Thanks, Val. I always try my hardest, y'know, love ma work!" Angel says with a somewhat awkward chuckle afterwards, hoping this would be the sugar on top.

"But..you forgot one tiny thing, baby," Valentink says while approaching Angel. Angel feels his body get tense, but it successfully keeps his composure. Angel doesn't say anything since he didn't want to risk angering Val. "You missed a shoot yesterday~," Angel panics internally, 'Oh shit Vals gonna beat me to tomorrow,' Angel thinks.

Valentino stands in front of Angel and hits him in the face. Angel falls back into the wall behind him with a whine. He looks at Valentino with nothing but fear. "Val- i-im sorry I lost track of time! I-" Angel couldn't even finish his sentence before he got hit again. This time, he got kicked in the stomach.

"Your fucking shoots are the most important thing in your shit little life." Valentino says, showing Angel no mercy. His hand goes to Angels neck, and he pins him to the wall. Angel feels tears swell in his eyes. "Who owns you, baby?" Valentino says, getting close to Angels neck. "Y-you do, Valentino," Angel says quietly and with a slight shaky voice. "Good boy~" Valentino whispers in Angels ear.

Valentino smiles with an evil smile that only his employees see. "You're going to go back and do twice to amount of work to make up, okay baby?~" Angel gulps but nods submissively, scared to make any movements.

-Husks pov-

I woke up with a huge fucking headache. I look around and see Charlie talking to Alastor while Vaggie stares at Alastor with nothing but fury. I sigh and lean against the bar. It was quite late at night, already meaning I slept through nearly the whole day. Charlie then approached me with a worrisome smile.

"Hey husk! Do you know where Angel is? We haven't seen him all day.." Charlie says. Why did she ask me? I don't know. I adjust my position and glare at Charlie. "Nah. Ain't seen him at all, " I say. Charlie nods cleslt disappointed and worried, and goes back to Vaggie and Alastor.

That made me worry, I mean, Valentino owns him and is a piece of shit. He's most likely being beat the shit out of at work. I sigh, feeling sympathy for Angel.

-3 hours later-

Angel walks through the door. My head automatically shoots up. My eyebrows furrow in worry. Angel has a black eye and huge eye bags, and he also has a few bruises scattered around this body. Angel approaches me and slumps himself onto one of the chairs. "A drink, gimmie the strongest." Angel says quietly. His voice raspy probably from working all day.

I nod slowly and do what he says. I understand how desperate he probably is for alcohol. I always go to alcohol when I'm stressed. It helps ease my worries. I make the drink and slide it over. He automatically chugs the whole thing and signals for another. I do what he asks and give him another drink.

"Wanna talk 'bout it?" I question him. I feel like we've gotten closer to him recently. I feel bad for him. I also feel bad since I can't do anything to help him. "I just...i- need a break." He says, his voice shaking. He's clearly on the brink of tears. I sigh and move my hand to his hair. I lightly stroke his hair in an attempt to calm him down. "I'm here if you needa talk.." I say quietly.

I'm slightly embarrassed by the touch, I'm normally hesitant to touch and stur away from it. But Angel seemed to like it. He needed comfort. It's the least I can do,, I feel like my heart is going to fly out of my chest at any moment. I ignore it.

Angel sits up slightly and lays his head on the counter, and stares at me with a smile. I can't help but smile back. His eyes were red, clearly, and he'd been crying. "Thanks, Husky, y'know, I'm thankful you care. Not many people do ya know," I smile and nod at him. This feeling is unusual for me. But I didn't mind it, anything for Angel.

"It's okay..im um, always here if you need it. Do ya want me to..fix those?" I question as I nod in the direction of his injuries. Angel smiles and chuckles? He sits up, and he seems more relaxed now. That's good.

He leans over, and his hand moves to my tie. I keep eye contact with him as he moves closer. He stops about an inch away from my face. "Y'know Husky, thanks for being here. I appreciate it, kitty. " he smiles before leaning in and kissing Husk on the lips.

I eyes widen really wide in surprise. I feel heat go to my face, too. I didn't expect this to escalate this quickly. I thought my heart was pumping fast before, but now? It might as well be out of my chest. Before I can kiss back, he pulls away. He looks at my flustered face and chuckles softly.

"Blown away, baby? I've been wanting to do that for a while." He says as he plays playfully with my overalls. I was completely shocked, but I enjoyed it. "Ya didn't move away, so I'd say ya enjoyed it, huh?" He says with a smirk. I smile at him my face still slightly red.

"Y'know, bein' friends is borin. And..I've had my eye on you for a little while now." I say, I surprised myself at how brave I was being. Angel raised an eyebrow at the bravery but smiled. "I agree. But, we have to keep it a secret..I don't want Valentino finding out." Angel said as his smile drops. I nod in agreement.

-Angels pov-

I kissed him, fucking finally. Normally sex wouldn't take long when I'm meeting new people, but it took weeks just to kiss Husk. I love him though. Ever since we sung together I've realised my feelings, but I knew I've liked him longer.

When I saw Husks flustered face I knew he was the one for me. I've never loved anyone this much before. Knowing its mutual made me feel better. All the pain I felt from Valentino left my mind as I spend time with Husker. I admired his bravery.

"So we're together then?" Husk says. I chuckle and nod. I lean my head on my hands as I stare at him with nothing but love. "Yeah sure baby" I call him baby all the time but this time it felt different.

Husk leans over and plants a soft kiss on my cheek before grabbing my hand. "You room? I don't like going to my room." He says. I smile and nod, my face was red from the sudden kiss. I grab and hold his hand and lead him to my room.

Well, today was an eventful day. I've finally kissed Husk and now we're together! Fucking finally. Me and Husk get into my room and we decide to sleep since its late. We get into bed and huddle together. His wings hugging me. This is what I need. I felt comforted.

-no pov-

Husk and Angel drift to sleep. Though they've just agreed to be into a relationship, they were already previously touchy and affectionate. Especially Angel. Husk purred softly, making Angel chuckle.

#hazbin hotel #romance #huskerdust #husker x angel dust #angel dust #husker hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin husker

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mangeretpain · 2 months

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Trade Proposals

Pairing: JD x TZ

Word Count: 1.2k

Warning for language and slight angst (I'm not sorry)

Trevor’s ears are ringing and the whole room feels like it's spinning around him. He’s in shock, he can recognize the symptoms well by now considering the amount of times he’s been injured on the ice. Jamie is still standing in front of him, looking like he’s trying to put on a brave face for Trevor’s sake. He finally shakes himself out of his stupor long enough to reply.

“What?” He asks, his voice barely above a whisper. Jamie sighs, casting his eyes to the floor.

“I said that was Verbeek. I’m being traded to the Flyers. My flight is early tomorrow morning, they want me in Philly for their afternoon practice.”

“No. No, they can’t do that. They can’t trade you! What the fuck, Jamie, they can’t do this!” Trevor knows he’s being unfair. He probably sounds like a spoiled little kid right now, but he doesn’t care. They can’t do this to him, to Jamie. They can’t trade him away, not when he’s finally healthy. Not when he’s finally back playing with the team after a full year away from the ice. Not when they just moved back in together, not when their relationship is still so new.

Jamie looks like he’s trying not to cry now, still not meeting Trevor’s eyes. “I know. It’s not fair. But you know there’s nothing I can do. Verbeek said it's been in the works for a while now.” Trevor wants to punch their General Manager. How could he possibly do this to Jamie? After everything they went through this summer with their contracts and now he’s just going to up and trade him out of nowhere? It’s not fucking fair!

Jamie steps closer, wrapping his arms around Trevor’s shoulders. “I’m gonna tell the rest of the boys, say my goodbyes and everything. Then we can head back to the hotel, ok? I need to get my stuff packed anyways. Just stay here and I’ll be right back.” He kisses Trevor’s cheek, giving his shoulders a squeeze before heading back into the pool hall. Trevor stands there frozen for another minute, mind racing. He doesn’t know what he’s going to do without Jamie. He’s been his rock for their entire NHL careers, the one person who always had his back. His best friend, recently turned boyfriend, his roommate, his linemate, the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

An idea pops into his head. If he wasn’t in such a distressed state, he would probably consider it one of the dumbest ideas he’s ever had. At the moment though, he’s desperate and it seems like the only available option he has. He pulls his phone from his pocket, opening google to see if any places would still be open at this time of night. He knows he needs to act fast if he’s going to do this, Jamie’s flight leaves early in the morning, which means they only have roughly 12 hours before he’ll be across the country for good. Luckily they’re in Nashville tonight, a city with a crazy nightlife and various tourist traps that are open late. He finds exactly what he’s looking for after a few minutes, saving the address in his phone for later.

They’ve just walked through the door of Jamie’s hotel room when Trevor decides to spring the idea on him.

“We should get married.”

Jamie freezes where he was grabbing his suitcase from the floor. He turns his head to stare incredulously at Trevor.

“We should do what now?”

Trevor’s not backing down though, not after he’s already made up his mind. “We should get married. Tonight, preferably. Before you leave for Philly. I found one of those stupid Elvis chapels that’s open ‘till 2 am, they have legit marriage licences and everything.” Jamie’s still looking at him like he’s grown a second head. Trevor just smiles, trying to prove that he’s being completely serious. Jamie sighs, finally placing his suitcase on the bed and moving to grab his clothes from the closet.

“You want to get married? Tonight?” Trevor just nods, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Why do you want to get married tonight?” Jamie’s avoiding his eyes, focusing on getting his clothes packed away.

“I mean why not? It’s a perfect night for it, we’re in Nashville, we have the time and the resources. I can get Mason to be our witness.” Trevor’s starting to get desperate now, he needs Jamie to agree to this, if he doesn’t he won’t be able to take it.

Jamie just sighs again. “Trev, don’t you think it's a little soon to be talking about marriage? We’ve only been dating for like, six months.”

Trevor frowns, “So you don’t want to marry me?”

“I never said that. I do want to marry you someday, obviously. But I don’t want to marry you just because I’m leaving tomorrow. When we get married I want it to be because we’re ready to take that step.” He finally turns to face Trevor, his face softening.

“It’s not just because you’re leaving.” Jamie gives him a look. “Ok, it’s a little because you’re leaving. But it’s mostly because I love you, and I want to marry you. I know it’s sudden, and I don’t have a ring and none of our families or friends are here, but I want to do this. There’s no one in the world I would rather be with, Jamie.” He steps forward, grabbing both of Jamie’s hands in his own. He needs him to see that this is for real, that he’s not lying about wanting this.

Jamie pulls his hands away, reaching up to cradle Trevor’s face. “Trev, what are you so worried about? I know you wouldn’t be suggesting this if you weren’t having doubts about me leaving.”

Sometimes Trevor hates how well Jamie knows him, how he can see right through him and all his insecurities. “I just, I just don’t want to lose you. I know people do long distance all the time, but I’m just worried it’s not going to work for us. I mean, we’re going to be on completely opposite sides of the country, in two different time-zones. Hell, we’ll only get to play each other twice a year. I just don’t know we’re going to do it, Jimmy.” He can feel the tears he’s been holding back climbing to the surface, threatening to spill over at any moment. He drops his head onto Jamie’s chest, trying to ignore the wetness on his cheeks. Jamie’s arms come up to wrap around him, holding him tightly.

“We’ll make it work, Z. I know we will. You aren’t going to lose me, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to lose you either. It’s only a couple months until the end of the season, and then we can spend the whole off season together, ok?”

Trevor sniffles, “If the Flyers make the playoffs and we don’t can I come live with you?”

Jamie chuckles, burying his face in Trevor’s hair. “Of course you can, I wouldn’t expect otherwise.” He places a kiss on the crown of Trevor’s head, tilting his chin up to meet his eyes. “Tell you what, if we can make this work until the summer, I’ll marry you.”

Trevor laughs wetly, “You mean it?”

“Of course I do. I hear California in August is beautiful, perfect for a beach wedding.”

Trevor just laughs again, tilting his head up to peck his boyfriends, or fiancé's, lips. “You’ve got a deal.”

#drygras #jdtz #tzjd #anaheim ducks #nhl #hockey #hrpf #hockey rpf

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theaawalker · 6 months

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Delusional | Lex Luthor x Fem!OC [1-Shot]

Pairing: Lex Luthor x Rose Holloway Song Inspo: Delusional by Simon Curtis Word Count: 2,433 Summary: desperate to get out under her tyrannic mother's corporative thumb, executive secretary Rose Holloway submits an application for an opening at LexCorp. Much to her surprise, she is asked to interview the next week. The pay is pretty good, and this Lex guy couldn't be as awful as her mother. What could go wrong? Warnings: mild mentions of parental abuse Masterlist: see fandoms (pc-friendly)

Last thing I remember from my dream was having to tell my angry mother the news about my job. That was enough to get me awake. I scrambled around in my covers and opened my eyes, squirting as the light from the curtains hit my face. At first, I just closed my eyes to block them from the sunlight. But then I realized it was morning, and I forgot to set my alarm last night! I was going to be late on the first day!

I pushed my covers off my body and climbed out of bed, ignoring my slippers that awaited my feet. I looked at my alarm clock, and, as if taunting me, it read 12:21 PM. I grabbed my already ready work attire and took a quick shower. I put on my clothes, did my hair, applied some makeup (not too much, because I don't wanna look as desperate as I was), and brushed my teeth. Into my mall closet I went, searching for some shoes to go with my outfit.

I did my best to fix myself a nutritious breakfast. Nutty bars seemed like the way to go, but they get stuck in my teeth. The last thing I wanted was to be humiliated on my first day - I hadn't felt like that since high school. I managed to make due with a glass of orange juice; just when I put the cold glass to my mouth, a car honked outside. I groaned to myself, knowing who it was, "Mom."

Rushing out the house, I barely remembered to lock the door. I hadn't told my mom about my application for LexCorp, so I knew she was gonna drive to her building instead. That meant I had to somehow sneak past her and make it to LexCorp in time. It's not that far... I hope.

I swung my business bag around my shoulder and got to the car. Only it wasn't my mom's car. It was... nicer and more modern. The windows were tented so I had no idea who was inside. I didn't know what to do, so I sorta stepped back. The window suddenly rolled down, revealing a face I had known for my whole life.

"Mary!" I squealed with delight, and relief.

"Get in." She ordered. "Or you're gonna be late." I had told her about my application. Well, I told her not to tell our mom about the application. "I can't thank you enough, Mare Bear." I said as I hopped into the nice vehicle. Mary looked at me as she took the wheel.

"You can start by not calling me Mare Bear, Nose." I had to smile at that. She and I call each other cute names sometimes. She calls me nose because, apart from my lips, my nose is my most dominant feature.

"Hang on, little sister." She said, pulling out of my driveway. "LexCorp, here we come."

(Time Skip - At LexCorp Parking)

Butterflies fluttered in my thin stomach as we approached my future workplace. It was so weird; seeing it on the computer was one thing, but being there was another. The building looked so full of purity, energy, and technology. I started to wonder if I could really help improve it. I mean, I wasn't anything more than a secretary of a fashion magazine editor. Also, I had no idea if they'd even accept me. I knew that my mom would hire me because she knew me, but this Lex Luthor probably didn't even know I existed until last week.

"Well, here we are. LexCorp Industries." Mary gave an introduction. I released the sigh I'd been holding in since we pulled up. "Aren't you going in, or...?"

"What if I'm not good enough, Mary?" I blurted out my worry. Mary gave me an eye roll and held my shoulder. "Look. These guys may have worked here longer than you but that doesn't make them better. For all you know, by this time tomorrow you could be doing all their jobs. Besides, any treatment you get is better than mom's." She had such a good point. It was either this or back to being paid to be yelled at by your mom.

"Okay," I finally said, "I'll-I'll do it." She gave me a nod, and I nodded in returned. We leaned in for a hug, and she wished me luck one last time. I bet was gonna need it. I can't focus when I'm nervous, and when I can't focus I screw things up. But there was no way I was spending another day at that fashion hell. So I picked my bag up and got out of the car.

Mary waved at me as she drove off. I waited until she was out of sight, and slowly spun around to face the building again. It looked so massive and complex. This may sound weird, but it kind of terrified me. I shook if out though, and marched toward it with a high head.

Inside was not much different than the outside. People were scattered everywhere, and they all looked worthy of being there. One lady walked past me wearing all black with the coolest haircut. I touched my rough, brown hair to find it a plain straight. I never thought I'd say this but I wish I had a rubber band right about now. The place wasn't crowded, but it was far from being empty.

I looked around for any clue to where Lex's office was. I had an interview with him in ten minutes and I couldn't even find him. I decided to ask one of the employees. I walked further into the work hall until I saw something out of the ordinary. There, in the middle of the room, about six men were playing basketball. I tried to process an excuse for what I was seeing. 'Maybe they're testing their body maneuvers for a video game?' was all I could think of.

Basketball or not, they didn't look as intimidating as everyone else. So I walked up to the court and tapped on the shoulder of closest one, who appeared to be in the middle of shooting.

I cleared my throat.

"Excuse me." He turned and smiled at me. He had strawberry-blonde locks that curled by his jawline. His eyes were blue and playful, and reminded me of two blue balls. He was shorter than me, but only by about an inch. "Sorry to interrupt your game, but I was wondering if you knew where Lex Luthor's office is." He gave me and odd smile.

"Hm. You must my new secretary. How are you? Lex Luthor. Welcome to my little LexCorp." The man held out his hand to me. I looked at it, and, ever so hesitantly, shook it.

Raising an eyebrow, I asked. "You're Lex Luthor?" He odd smile turned into a cheeky one as he giggled.

"Indeed I am. Alexander Luthor Jr., in your presence." He said, slight bowing his head. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't confused. He looked so young, way too young to be running a business. "I'm sorry, I'm confused. You look so..."

"Young? Well..." he turned away for a second to throw the through the hoop. "Age is just a number, correct? And there are infinite numbers to compare to mine, so there's no use in trying to be any other."

I just looked from him to the net and swallowed. "I guess that sounds right."

"Great! Hm. Yes, yes. You are here for the job." He said, eyes darting down in remembrance. "Executive secretary if I recall." Before I knew it he had his hand on my shoulder blade, and we began walking down the hall to I-have-no-idea-where. But I simply nodded and played along.

"Um, yeah. I used to work as one at my old job."

"Old job, mm? Might I ask where?" I didn't bother looking at him to answer, I just kept my head forward. And judging by my sight, we were headed for an escalator. "Nowhere special. Just a stupid fashion magazine corporation." I scratched my forehead as we boarded the escalator. I let Lex go first, being as though I had no idea where to go beyond the escalator. The rising staircase made my body feel like it was lifting by itself.

"I see," Lex said. "That explains your chose of clothing décor. Anyway, tell me- Wait! Silly me. I forgot to request your name." He addressed, stepping off his step and placing his foot on the smooth, white tile floor. I copied his movement and we returned to our original pace.

The hallway was all white, and filled with white doors. Any one of those could be mine. All I had to do was get an interview with Lex. First, we had to get to his office.

"My name's Rose. Rose Lee Holloway." I offered a kind smile, one which was returned.

"Rose. Hm." His eyes darted up in thought. "The Latin origin of rose, a flower name from Rosa." He looked back at me. "Did you know the Normans brought Latin to Britain in the 11th century?"

I shook my head. Lex just put his hands in his pockets and stared ahead. "Are you interested in alien studies and research?"

"Um, no. Only what I read on the news about Superman. But do find the fact that one is living here funny."

This made Lex chuckle. "How do you mean?"

"I mean, an alien protecting a species that's not his own just makes us look inferior. Why should we rely on a humanoid destructor rather than weapons of defense? It just sounds dumb."

Lex snapped his finger and pointed at me. "Exactly, Rosie. May I call you Rosie?" 'If I get this job he can call me anything he wants.' I thought.

But I simply replied, "If you want."

We reached the end of the hallway, where, to our right, sat a giant silver door.

"Follow me." Lex led us down the pathway and opened the giant door for me. "In you go." I slipped past him and almost tripped when I saw Lex's office. That place was like two master bedrooms in one giant space. There were chairs in there I've never seen in my life! And that's saying something since my mom used redecorated our living room almost every year.

I was so in shock that I didn't even notice Lex walk past me to his desk chair. I strolled to the front of his desk and sat in small chair, where Lex was seated on the table. He grinned at me, making me even more nervous. We both knew what was about to happen.

"Humor me. What got you interested in this position?"

"I've had previous experience with executive assistance, such as memoing, filing, answering phone calls, and prepping schedules. I also dabble in digital art, so if you need any promo or posters, well, I'm your gal." I chuckled nervously, and he just stroked his chin. "Ahem. I admire what this company has done for the ecosystem repair in other countries. Between partnering with other green companies and philanthropy fundraisers, it- you have really great work." Then it got quiet. "...yeah."

Lex leaned forward, knuckling his silvery desk's edge, and looked into my soul. He studied every inch of my face, my eyes... my soul. It was like he was trying to read my mind. When he got his answer, he exhaled.

"Hm." His lips twitched. "Hm-mm, yes. You have the gaze of a woman on the run." Lex said softly, almost sorrowful, like a therapist. "A lioness, mm, trying to strike out of the pride, make it on her own. Tell me, dear Rosie, who-oh-who are you running from?"

My head drew back and I nearly gulped. Was this man actually telepathic? Either way, he seemed to have me figured out. There was no use in denying it further. If honesty got me a job, then honesty it'll be. I just wish it wasn't such a sore subject.

"My mother." My tongue suddenly tasted foul and acidic. "She's not a very nice mother. Or boss."

"Mommy issues," Lex gestured to me, "meet daddy issues," he gestured to himself, making us both chuckle weakly. I supposed it made sense, hurt child meets hurt child. I wondered to what extend his father hurt him, but put off the question as taboo for an interview.

"Anyhow," he leaned back and continued, "mind if I ask you some professional questions?" He asked, making a yuck face as the word 'professional'.

"Yes, go ahead." I straightened my posture.

"Alrighty. How did you like the building so far?" That was not the question I expected him to ask first, but it was his company. 'Get hired, Rose, get hired.' I cheered myself on.

"Ummm... It's very detailed and finely organized, Mr. Luthor. It's techy but also really chill. Just feels like a good environment people-wise." If my resume didn't cut it maybe sucking up to him would. But he just waved it off.

"Please, call me Lex. It's only fair since I'm calling you Rosie." He had a point. "But does it look like the kind of place you want to work at?"

I looked around the spacious, flawless, white room and sighed. Such a long way from that undersized, secretary desk my mom forced me in.

My pitiful eyes found Lex again. "Very much."

Out of nowhere, Lex suddenly clapped near my face. "Fantastic! Then congratulations, Ms. Rosie. You're hired!" I had to clear my ears to make sure I heard him right.

"Wait, what? I'm hired?" He just nodded like an excited child. "But what about the interview?" I asked, still not understanding his reasons behind hiring me. He bent from his spot on the table to open up a drawer beside his legs.

"That was the interview, my dear Rosie. It began from I first introduced myself." He then pulled something out of the drawer; a red cylinder candy, and offered it to me. "Jolly Rancher?" I gave a clearly puzzled look, raising my eyebrow. "It's cherry." He offered again.

With nothing to lose except my job there, I accepted.

"Okay." I smiled tightly.

But instead of handing it to me, Lex leaned in to put it in my mouth himself. For a second, I felt his cold, steel fingers brush on the tip of my lips before departing. Then he licked those fingers and smiled from ear to ear like nothing happened.

Being the kind person I am, I gave the smile back. He might have been a bit odd, but I had a feeling Lex was gonna grow on me.

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finalmemes · 1 year

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HELLRAISER roleplay sentence starters of the 1987 film. feel free to edit according to scenario / pronouns. tw: violence, death, murder, horror, cheating, torture, usfw.

what's your pleasure?

it's yours. it always was.

it's gotta be one of these.

i'm going to freeze to death.

it was just a suggestion.

this is it. the old homestead.

it smells damp.

it's been empty for a while, hasn't it?

how long since you were here?

i wanted to sell it after the old lady died.

would you look at this?

this stuff means nothing to me.

i've never known him to kick cash out of bed.

he's probably behind bars some place.

you really want to move in here?

we can be happy.

so what's the argument?

where are you?

there's stuff in the kitchen you wouldn't believe.

what the hell is that?

i thought you were going to stay with us for a while.

i'd really like you to see this house.

i gotta find myself a job.

this is something i need to do.

come on and trust me a little, okay?

call me tomorrow.

are you all right back there?

let's take five, guys.

how's things in there?

you got any beer?

you wanna buy a bed?

okay, all right, i'll be nice.

get on with grand work and i'll get myself some coffee.

well, can i come in or not?

do you have a towel?

what shall we drink to?

are you going to let me kiss the bride?

forget him.

i'll do anything you want.

you know me and blood.

i'm going to faint.

you're not going to faint.

it's going to need stitches.

it was just an accident.

we'll sue his ass.

i won't be able to stand up.

so lie down.

we're celebrating ... something. so sit down!

does it still hurt?

who are you?

his blood on the floor. it brought me back.

just help me, will you?

what do you want me to do?

you can't leave me like this.

the blood brought me this far.

i thought i'd lost you.

she's so damn polite.

she's uptight and frigid.

i beg your pardon.

you must have been speaking to the wrong people.

i was dreaming.

not much fun, is it?

there's a first time for everything.

i feel like i've known you for years, you know.

it's what you brought me here for, isn't it?

let's get on with it.

you're not going to change your fucking mind, are you?

we don't need a bed, do we?

i've always preferred the floor.

did you lock this?

every drop of blood you spill puts more flesh on my bones.

come here, damn you, i want to touch you.

come to daddy.

i'm feeling sick.

is there anything i can get you?

i'll be down in a minute.

it's only a matter of time before they find i've slipped them.

put on some music, will you, babe?

poor [ name ], obedient as ever.

keep your voice down.

you don't want "babe" to hear.

you'll stay with me.

we belong to each other now. for better, for worse.

you're gonna have to wait.

where's the manager?

what are you doing?

you give those back!

get out! get out of here!

just came by to see what you're doing after work.

you're sure we're not going to be interrupted?

it's a long time since i've tasted anything.

you promised me an explanation.

i thought i'd gone to the limits. i hadn't.

i'm going to leave and you're going to help me, yes?

they'll never find us.

what's the matter with you, anyway?

there's nothing to be afraid of.

i just don't understand you.

you love her, so there must be something worth loving.

it's like she's ... waiting for something.

could you ... would you stop by sometime?

maybe all she needs is somebody to talk to.

so, where's the harm?

i get lonely sometimes.

what is this? a game?

get the fuck off me!

there's nothing to be afraid of.

this isn't happening.

some things have to be endured.

you want it? fucking have it!

wait a minute, how did i get here?

you were hanging on to it like grim death.

well, the police will want to speak to you.

in the meantime, maybe this will jog your memory.

you opened it. we came.

it's just a puzzle box!

it is a means to summon us.

who are you?

demons to some. angels to others.

it was a mistake!

i didn't mean to open it!

you can all go to hell!

please, go away and leave me alone.

oh, no tears, please. it's a waste of good suffering.

no time for argument.

nobody escapes us.

what has that to do with you?

i can lead you to him.

we'll tear your soul apart.

she'll tell them everything.

that's probably her now.

it doesn't make any difference.

we can't just stay here.

i don't know where to begin.

what are you talking about?

what's the matter?

where is he?!

i was so afraid that something happened to you.

he's trying to kill you.

believe me, it's finished with now.

what's gone mean?

he was insane, baby. a mad dog. had to put him out of his misery.

jesus, what a scene.

i don't really understand myself.

i don't believe this.

we want the man who did this.

there's no time.

so much for the cat and mouse shit.

it's nothing personal, baby.

don't mourn him. he was dead long before we ever touched him.

we have to hear it from your own lips.

this isn't for your eyes.

you set me up, bitch!

jesus wept.

not leaving us so soon, are you?

we have such sights to show you.

go to hell!

let's get the hell out of here!

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vex91 · 10 months

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Ahn Yujin - A visitor

Pairing: Ahn Yujin x Female Reader

Fandom: IZ*ONE / IVE

Requested by: @luvjanexx

Request: hii can i request yujin x ive member reader fluff

yujin ad reader being cute on vlive please and thank you !!

Summary: During your most recent vlive, Yujin decides to pay you a visit and stays for the rest of the live.

A/N: I love fluffy Yujin, thanks for requesting <3

3rd's POV

Y/N is here!!!

Are you at your dorm rn?

Comeback when?

Hi!

"Hi guys. Yes I'm at the dorm right now, in my room to be exact. I was actually bored so I decided to turn on the live and talk with you all" You said, reading the comments. People were slowly tuning in and you continued talking with your fans about random topics like what did you eat that day or what you planned to do tomorrow.

"Yeah, other members are still doing their photoshoots. I finished earlier than everyone today" You answered another question about the other members whereabouts and laughed when you remembered their faces when you told them that you finished for today and could go home.

Poor members lmao

Y/N won life today it seems

You continued talking with your fans until you heard a knock on you door "Come in" you yelled and soon the door opened, revealing your leader in her full glory. She was in her sweatpants already which meant that she came back some time ago. She was also wearing a gray hoodie with a hood pulled on her cap. In her left hand she had a bag full of what you could see be different kinds of snacks and drinks.

"It looks like we have a visitor today guys" You laughed at the camera as Yujin started dancing her way to you. You turned your phone a bit so the camera could catch at least a little bit of your leader being a loveable fool as you often said.

Soon though you had to put your phone to the side so it could show you and Yujin who took a sit next to you after pulling her hoodie of, leaving her in a simple white t-shirt. The cap stayed on her head as she greeted the fans "Hi guys. It's Yujin who managed to finish her today's schedules" She made a V to the camera and looked at you to signal you to do the same. After looking at each other for a few seconds you turned to the camera and made a V of your own, earning a happy "Yay" from Yujin.

They're so cute together🤭

The V queens are here✌

We're gonna be fed so well today :>

"Are the others still working?" You asked her as you started looking through the bag that Yujin brought "Rei and Jiwon finished before me but they went somewhere together. Gaeul unnie and Hyunseo are still busy" You hummed at her answer as you continued looking for your favorite chips. Yujin used this time to read some more comments, giggling at one specific "You guys look like a couple right now" You quickly looked up and noticed that you indeed looked like a couple, mostly because of Yujin's cap on your head and her arm being wrapped lazily around your waist.

Omg they do look like one :0

Starship probably doesn't have them on a gun point this time

They're my parents idc

They're accepting their fate I see😈

The live continued with some occasional jokes about your relationship, Yujin being her flirty self and you actually becoming flustered over some of the things she said. Your not so small crush on Yujin didn't helped the situation too, it only grew during this live.

"They asked us to hold hands" Yujin said and looked at you with a teasing grin as she put her hand out in front of you "Come on, I'm waiting" You sighed and connected your hand with hers. You did hold hands occasionally but only now you realized how your hands fit perfectly together, so much that you've even started questioning if it was true or if your mind decided to play tricks on you.

Suddenly Yujin brought your hands to her face and kissed the back of your hand. It was so sudden that you couldn't help but gasp lightly as your face started heating up. Your heartbeat started being faster as you looked away from Yujin and onto the comments.

Woah Yujin so flirty😳

Is our ynnie blushing?

Omg she's blushing :>

We're being fed so well today🤭

"Did I made you flustered?" Yujin looked at you and you slapped her shoulder repeatedly in order to get her attention away from you which only made her laugh loudly "Y/N is so cute right guys?" Yujin looked at the camera again, pulling you more into her embrace because after the whole holding hands thing you pulled away from her a little "Oh shut up" You mumbled but still cuddled more into her side.

You heard your members downstairs and looked at the time "We're here a while now. I guess it's time to say goodbye" You started as you and Yujin got closer to the camera "I'll do another live tomorrow so you can come back here if you had fun today. Are you going to visit us again unnie?" You asked Yujin as she nodded "Probably yeah. We'll see if Rei lets me, lately she's been complaining that she wants to be on one of your lives too" You laughed when you imagined Rei complaining, she must have looked so cute.

Before you realized it Yujin kissed you on the cheek before you could end the live "There was a comment that told me to kiss your cheek" She said with a smile and you only managed to nod as you ended the live. Honestly you didn't had to know that there was no comment like that and Yujin just made that one up.

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It's Not You, It's Me

Part 12

Warnings: recovering from an accident, bruising, wedding, braxton hicks/contractions, violence/violent situations, a single gun (not used), feelings of dread and sadness, this is quite long so, please bare with me. Not proof read

What should have been a weeklong hospital stay, turned into two, then three, then before you knew it, Timothee had been in the hospital for a month. During yours and Timothee's stay, there was an interesting new development in your pregnancy: Braxon Hicks contractions. The first time you had one you thought for sure you were going into labor, luckily the hospital Timothee was staying at was the same hospital your OBGYN was at and the same hospital you were delivering in. So, your doctor saw you every time you had one, "just to make sure," you told them. By the time, Timothee was released, and a quick wedding ceremony was in order, you were eight months and a week pregnant, feeling like you were about to burst at the seams.

The week that Timothee was released from the hospital was exponentially busy, filled with dress fittings (your least favorite part considering), physical therapy for Timothee, somehow getting a church on board for a last-minute wedding, finding an ordained minister (which ultimately did not work out. Luckily, Timothee's best friend Stephane went the extra mile and spent the week getting ordained) and finally (and almost forgotten) obtaining a marriage license. Nicole took the matter of guest list, invitations, decorations and food into her own hands.

The night before the wedding, Timothee seemed distracted. He paced the floor of your shared apartment, biting his fingernails. He hissed in pain as he bit one down too far, drawing blood. The sight brought on one of the fake contractions. You winced a little as you got up, walking them off seemed to help.

"What's goin' on, Tim?" You asked, walking over to him. "Not getting cold feet, are you?" You asked, mostly joking.

Timothee quickly turned his neck to look at you, wincing in pain from the movement. A lot was still difficult for him, and it worried you to no end. "Of course not!" Timothee smiled, the bruising around his eyes and faded into a nasty yellow color, but somehow, he still managed to look insanely attractive. "I should be asking you that, you know? The one who always runs off." Immediately your faced dropped and Timothee quickly added, "I'm kidding. I'm kidding! No, really, everything's great, y/n. We're getting married tomorrow, our daughter's gonna be here any day now. What more could I want?"

You winced again at a second false alarm contraction and Timothee put a hand on your belly and ran the other through his hair. It was something he did when he was nervous. Then, his index finger went back into his mouth as he chomped on the already torn fingernail. You chalked it up to last minute jitters as you closed your eyes.

"We don't have to do this, you know?" He said quietly.

Your eyes popped open and you pulled his other hand into yours, hoping to minimize the torture he was putting his fingers through.

"I know, but a ceremony is important and I think your mom would flip if we didn't have one."

"I know, but-" Timothee slid his hands out of yours and went back to pacing the floor. He'd mellowed out a lot since the beginning of all this. And the accident left him a little fragile. Secretly, you hoped he'd get back to his normal devious self. Maybe after the wedding and after the baby was born, he'd settle back down.

"But....?"

"But," Timothee sighed, launching back into a pace. "I'm just freaking out. And probably over nothing. It's stupid. Forget it."

You rolled your eyes. "No. Fuck that. You can't just say that and then tell me to forget about it. What's going on, Timmy? Tell me."

You waddled over to him, hoping it looked like anything other than a waddle. You stopped him mid pace, pulling his hand from his mouth and took it in yours. His other hand went to your cheek as he brushed strand of hair behind your ear. He sighed again.

"Just tell me, baby," you urged him gently.

"I'm just waiting for something to happen. Something to go wrong."

His anxiety was talking again, and you were getting better and better and calming his rising panic. You'd been talking him off the ledge a lot lately. Sometimes were easier than others. You weren't sure how this one was going to go.

"Nothing's going to happen, Timothee. We're going to get married and then hopefully have this baby, like, two seconds after," you laughed. It was getting hard to breathe with how the baby was positioned.

He nodded, smiling as he took your face in his hands and kissed your lips tenderly before building up to a deeper, more passionate kiss.

"Let's go to bed," he said against your mouth. "Tonight's the last night I get to have sex with you as y/f/n y/l/n."

The next morning came early. Timothee had physical therapy that morning, so Nicole picked you up to begin getting you ready for your wedding. You couldn't believe it was happening. Your wedding. You were marrying Timothee Chalamet.

Nicole stood behind you as she zipped your dress up. Your hair was done, your make up was perfect and the dress, though heavily modified due to your pregnant belly, fit you like a glove and was somehow not the least bit uncomfortable. You looked beautiful and that was something you never considered yourself. Your eyes glistened a little as tears built up.

"Oh, honey," Nicole said, leading over to grab a few tissues. She handed them to you over your shoulder and you patted your eyes, careful to not smudge your perfect eyeliner.

"I'm sorry your parents couldn't make it here, sweety, but I just want you to know that long before today, I already considered you a daughter."

"Make that both of us" Timothee's dad, Marc, said from behind you. He must've snuck in without you noticing, which wouldn't be hard to do considering how much was on your mind. He looked quite handsome in his tuxedo with light blue accents. "Y/n, I'm not sure if you've given it any thought...and there's no pressure at all of course, but...if you want, I'd love to be the one to walk you down the aisle today."

Tears immediately welled up in your eyes, which prompted Nicole to grab more tissues. This time, she dabbed your eyes for you.

"I'd love that thank you, Mr. Chalamet. Or...should I call you Dad now?" You chuckled but cringed at your awakardness.

But marc offered you a genuine smile and his arm and said, "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."

Timothee's POV

I stood at the altar, my hands a sweaty mess. Normally, Y/n wouldn't want a big ceremony, and I knew she was doing it for everyone but her. That's one of the reasons I fell in love her. Her selflessness.

I'm lost in thought as the music begins playing and the groomsmen with the bridesmaids began to walk down the aisle and joined me on stage. Part of me, unfortunately, worried about her not showing, but these thoughts are instantly put at ease when the music changed and my dad brought Y/n out, his arm interlocked with hers.

Everything stopped and there was only her. She looked...beautiful. Pregnancy certainly made her glow like an angle sent straight from heaven, just for me. My eyes began to fill with tears and I didn't even try to keep them from falling. I wiped my eyes with one hand, keeping the other one behind my back, shaking like a leaf. Her dress, which she was so worried about made her look even more angelic. The fabric fell off of her shoulders, exposing my favorite spots to kiss, and draped down her arms. Lace covered the plunging neck line, a modification Y/n added to not show so much skin. A satin tie gathered perfectly around her waist, showing off a perfectly round baby bump. Then it hit me. Both of my girls were here on my wedding day.

And then, we locked eyes and she waved at me. Wiggling her delicate little fingers, in my direction. I couldn't help but chuckle. My dad helped her up the three steps. Words were spoken, but I didn't hear a damn on of them. Y/n hugged my dad before he joined my mother in the front row.

Stephane greeted the guests, speaking eloquently I'm sure, but all I could see, all I could hear, all I could think of was her. The day I'd waited for, since I saw her in that coffee shop so long ago, was here.

It must've been time for vows, because Y/n cleared her throat and said my name. Her eyes were glossy as she spoke.

"Timothee, my love, my world, my everything. We've been through a hell of a lot together, haven't we?" She chuckled and sniffled a little, and I reached out to grab one of her hands, rubbing an encouraging thumb over her fingers. "There have been moments in my life, where I didn't think I had a purpose, a reason. But then you came along, and you gave me two." She placed a hand on her belly, and she gripped mine tighter. "I never thought I'd get married, and I definitely never thought I'd have one these." The guests laughed and so did I. "But I'm so happy, Timothee. I'm so happy that I get to spend forever with the two of you. I love you," she said to me, her voice going a bit higher in pitch as it did when she was about to cry. "And I will never run from that. I promise.

Reader's POV

You breathed a deep sigh of relief as you finished your vows. You decided that you weren't going to write anything down. You were going to speak directly from your heart. You laid it all out for him in a way you hadn't ever before. And Timothee looked at you, happy tears welling up in his still bruised eyes.

Timothee opened his mouth to speak, but smiled instead, as if gathering words to say.

"I'm not as poetic as my beautiful bride here," he started, and you rolled your eyes knowing very well how eloquent he was when he spoke. Still, the small crowd of maybe 100 guests laughed. "So, I had to write mine down." Timothee reached a hand into his pocked, fishing for his vows. He finally pulled out a folded white sheet of paper. It appeared wrinkled and worn, like it was folded and unfolded countless times over numerous days as he worked out his feelings onto paper.

"Y/n," Timothee said, "I-" he cut himself off with a short, shaky breath and a light emotional sob. It was your turn to comfort him, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles. He looked up at you and pulled his lips in to form a smile one does to push back a lump forming in their throat. He was trying so hard not to cry.

I love you. You mouthed.

"I love you too," he whispered back. He huffed out a breath and refocused. "I wrote this a week after I met you and-"

Timothee stopped again, cut off by something different this time. He turned his head to someone in the audience, someone that caught his attention. Instantly his face changed. Your smile dropped from your face and your snapped your neck in the direction he was looking in. Your stomach tightened, contracting again at the sight of the man standing in the back of the crowd. He entered quietly, Timothee must have seen him out of his peripheral vision, there was no sound upon his entrance; even the large church doors didn't make a sound. But a man that you knew from long ago stood in the threshold and his presence was just as menacing as you remembered.

"No," you whispered. "No. No. No."

The two of you, seconds ago standing in front of each other, holding hands, exchanging vows, shifted to face the man at the door. His face was twisted in an ominous smirk, making his dark eyes appear evil. His hair, as black as night, was styled as perfectly as it was the day you left him and decided to erase him from your life. But now, here he was and by his looks, he was here to ruin it.

"Y/n," Timothee said, not taking his eyes off of the wedding crasher. "Who is that."

You wish he hadn't have asked that. Because saying his name out loud would acknowledge that fact that somehow, he reentered your life. You spent so long trying to forget him, to repress him from your memory. But of course Timothee would ask. Why wouldn't he? You never spoke about Jacob. Not after what he did.

"His name is Jacob, you said. "And he's my ex-fiancé."

Timothee's grip on your hand tightened to the point of pain and the muscle in his jaw strained as he worked it. "For now," he sighed, as if he knew this would happen. You thought of what he said the night before. I'm just waiting for something to happen. Something to go wrong. And here it was. "We're going to skip over the fact that you've never mentioned this to me and figure out what the fuck is going on."

Jacob looked around the church, an obnoxious fake look of awe plastered to his face. He clapped his hands in mocked amusement and then held them out to both of you as he took slow, but deliberate steps towards the front of the church. "Oh, I hope I'm not too late. Y/n, I missed your invite, but you know I'd find you eventually." Jacob grabbed a wine glass from a woman's hand and downed the entire thing in a single gulp. He looked at Stephane. "Is it too late to object this shit show?"

Stephane stepped forward, an elegant swagger to him even in the most awkward situations. "With all due respect, uhm, sir," he added in disgust, "objections are reserved for legal matters only, emotional reasonings are not valid for objections. So, unless your objection is of legal stature, we won't be stopping the wedding."

Timothee pulled you closer to his body as Jacob pursed his lips in thought. Another fake contraction tightened around your belly, this time building in intensity. This time, a wince was hard to hide. Your hand went to your belly and your breathed out a big puff of air.

"Are you okay," Timothee whispered over his shoulder.

"Yeah. Yeah. Braxton Hicks," you reminded him.

"Oh for the love of God, Y/n. Really? Pregnant at your own wedding? I know you're trash but this," he held out his hands as if showing you to a crowd gathered to see a freakshow at a circus. "This is next level!" Jacob laughed in disbelief.

"Hey, man. Get the fuck out. You weren't invited and this is a private event. You've said what you needed to say. And whatever the hell went on between you two is clearly over. She doesn't want you. And no one wants you here right n ow. Leave. That's the last time I'll ask.

Jacob's lips pulled into a sadistic smirk again, and a sinister laugh vibrated in his throat. The guests looked horrified and a few of them already picked up their bags and walked out.

"Jacob, please. You're ruining my wedding day." Just like he ruined your life.

"Your wedding day?" He laughed out loud. "This was supposed to be OUR wedding day, y/n. Remember all the plans we made? All the things we did together, all the memories we made together? ALL THE LOVE WE MADE?!"

"Stop."

"You can't just throw that away."

"Stop it, Jacob."

"But you did. Didn't you? You threw it all away. You threw us away, y/n. Just like you threw me in prison!"

"BECAUSE YOU KILLED MY FAMILY!" You screamed. The remaining guests gasped, and Timothee's head snapped to you. You didn't tell him this. You didn't tell anyone anything. You couldn't. As soon as Jacob went to prison, you entered the witness protection program. You started over. You weren't sure how Jacob found you. How he was out of prison.

The rest of the guests were leaving the church in hoards at your outburst. Stephane still stood behind Timothee. You saw Larry hiding out in the corner. He'd have you if you needed and if god forbid anything happned to-

Jacob pulled his hand he'd been keeping in his pocket, revealing a heavy black handgun. Anyone left in the church aside from Stephane and Larry had fled. And Jacob began walking causally around the pews, waving the gun around as he talked.

"You know, I've had years to think about how this would all go down. Because I knew you'd change your name. I knew you'd move and hide. And lemme tell ya, you were a tricky one to find," he shook the gun at you as talked, "They did good with you."

Jacob pointed the gun in your direction, and instantly Timothee opened his mouth to speak.

"Ah, Ah," Jacob said, moving his aim to Timothee. Timothee made sure you were behind him, assuring that if Jacob pulled the trigger, it'd be him that he shot. Another shooting pain rippled through your abdomen, this time your knees buckled a little and it took everything in you not to fall to them. You gripped the back of Timothee's tux, but he didn't seem to notice. Stephane placed one hand on your back, rubbing soothing circles and the other hand on Timothee's shoulder.

"If you can't tell," Jacob started back up when he was sure Timothee was done interrupting. "I'm calling this wedding off. She's not marrying you." He emphasized the word 'you' with evident disgust.

"We're already married," Timothee blurted out. If there were still guests in the room, you were sure his declaration would have resulted in more gasps. Jacob stopped walking and lowered his gun. Taking his chance, Timothee started up again. "About a month ago, I was in a pretty bad accident. We decided that as soon as I was out we'd get married. But we couldn't wait. We got married in my hospital room and didn't tell anyone. This ceremony was all for show and formalities. Y/n is already my wife."

Jacob took in what Timothee had to say and for a second you were hopeful. Your stomach tightened again, and you couldn't suppress the groan of pain you let out.

"Y/n," Timothee said.

"I'm fine," you assured him, even though you felt like vomitting. You started to wonder if these were real contractions. "I'm fine," you said again, unaware of who you were trying to convince.

You gathered yourself enough to stand up straight, thought the pressure building between your legs was starting to increase and became more obvious than it had in the last few weeks. Your eyes found Jacob again, standing right in front of the stairs leading up to the stage.

"No matter," he shrugged and pointed the gun. That's when you felt it, like a water balloon from inside of you bursting. Fluid rain down your legs and onto the stage. If Timothee saw it, he didn't make it known.

"Tim," you whispered. "Tim my water broke." It came out like a sob.

Timothee gripped your wrist tight, you already felt bruises forming. He didn't say anything, he only stood his ground in front of you, his body as still as any statue. Stephane took his place at his side, increasing your shield from Jacob.

Jacob let out a laugh that echoed and bounced off of the walls of the empty church. "Oh no, you don't understand, you stupid fucks! I don't want her. Why would I kill the one I want? No. I'm coming after you."

"Ahh, fuck!" You screamed as another contraction rippled through your stomach. It was unlike any pain you'd ever felt, like your insides being twisted and ripped out. Your stomach tightened so intensely you couldn't move. The only relief was that it wasn't constant. You prayed they were far apart enough to finish whatever this was.

"If she won't come with me...I'll make her a widow. She's so pathetic, she'll come crawling right back to me. Now, come on," Jacob said, waving the gun towards himself, motioning Timothee to follow, but Timothee stood still, completely unmoving. It wasn't until Jacob was halfway to the door, that he realized Timothee wasn't following. Jacob stompped back over, clearly annoyed, not stopping until he was directly in front of Timothee, his nose practically touching Tim's.

"You better learn how to follow directions, pretty boy."

"Fuck you," Timothee spat.

"You want me to kill you in front of your widow?"

Timothee didn't answer.

Behind him, you screamed as another contraction reared its ugly head.

"Y/n," Timothee said, slowing turning around with up turned palms, assuring Jacob he wasn't going to run off or do anything slick. "Y/n, listen to me."

"No. No. Nononono. No I can't do this. I can't. Do go. Don't go with him. Please. I need you, Timothee."

"I know. I know my love. Listen. Listen to me."

You made yourself look at him, and regretted it instantly. You'd seen Timothee in a thousand different ways, but you'd never seen him as broken as this.

"You get to the hospital. Okay? You have our baby and when she's here, you tell her how much I love her and you make sure you tell her that for me every day until you grow old and gray. Until you don't have the strength to say it anymore. But please. Please know that for every ounce of love I have for her-" his hand went to your belly, and you sobbed loudly. "Is nothing compared to how fiercely I loved you."

Loved.

"No! No I'm not going. I'm not leaving you, you can't make me Timothee, please."

"LET'S GO!" Jacob screamed.

"Just give me a fuckin minute!" Timothee yelled, tears rolling down his face.

"I love you, y/n. Don't you ever fucking forget that."

Timothee grabbed your face tightly in his hands and kissed you. Normally, you'd love a kiss that deep and passionate. It was one of those kisses that Timothee put his entire heart into. His tongue wrapped around yours. His taste in your mouth. His lips skating gracefully around yours, even with how rushed it was. The soft noise he made while he kissed you that he didn't even realize he was doing but he did because his entire soul was in the kiss. But right now, you hated it. You hated it because he was kissing you like it was his last. And for all you knew, it was.

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steddie-thirst · 2 years

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Like A Ninja | Steve Harrington x Munson Fem!Reader |

Warnings: heavy kissing, eddie being eddie, Steve sneaking around like a ninja

Summary: You are surprised with a late night visit from Steve which lead to the admittance of some feelings and some quite passionate happenings.

"So, did he say anything yet?"

"No, Chrissy. He hasn't it's kind of just hopeless."

"Oh, (Y/N). Don't say that Steve is just probably nervous. I mean you are a Munson after all." You sigh into the receiver and flop back onto the bed. Chrissy giggled knowing the frustration of having a crush on someone who wasn't really the smartest was hard.

"With that being said, Chrissy. When are you gonna tell my brother that you like him, huh?" You ask and she huffs then tries to a stutter out a response leaving the two of you giggling like a bunch of school-girls. Ironic wasn't it? There was a soft knock on your door and you sighed. "Hold on, Chris." You pull the phone away from your ear. "Yes?"

Eddie nudged the door open a crack and peaked his head in, "Hey, just checking in on you." You smile at him and he returns it.

"I'm fine, Eds. Just talking to Chrissy." You inform him holding up the phone and he turned red across the face and all the way to his ears.

"Cunningham?" Eddie had the biggest crush on her and could never get those three words out. It was honestly frustrating. Chrissy had come over plenty of times to study and Eddie was just a big mess, it was almost painful.

"The one and only." You confirmed and he smiled fondly.

"Well, tell her I said hello. Also, don't stay up late." He warned pulling his head back and shutting the door softly. You smile and hold the phone up to your ear once more.

"Eddie, says hi." You relay his message to your friend.

She sighs in content. "He so sweet. God, I've got to tell him" Chrissy admitted to you and there's a shared agreement.

"Just like I have to tell Steve." Chrissy hummed in approval. After thirty minutes or so, she hangs up, and heads off to bed. It was Friday night so no school tomorrow, but you couldn't exactly sleep. Your mind was still reeling from the conversation had with Chrissy. Eddie was the same way, unable to shut his mind off, which is why he slept to the sound of his own music. It was the only thing that helped him. You sat up going over to your dresser and reaching for the brush going to undo the tangles, before settling down in bed. Suddenly, there was a knocking at your window.

You hold the brush out in defense as the glass slides up. However, when a familiar face pops through the window followed by a familiar smile you toss the brush at him and he ducks. "Steve?" He grins as he manages to climb in through the window nearly crashing into the floor. You wince hoping Eddie did not just hear that. The door creaking open followed by Eddie's voice made the two of you freeze.

"(Y/N)? You okay in there?" You mentally cursed Steve for being so loud. He was the exact opposite of stealth and it had interrupted Eddie. You glanced at the crack just beneath the door watching his shadow as he got closer, but stepped back.

"Y-Yeah, just thought I saw a spider on my window, and I fell." Eddie stepped towards the door, but then walked back. "Okay, keep it down. I'm trying to practice." Steve grins as he returns to his room signaled by a door slam. You slap Steve on the arm and he chuckles pulling himself off the ground and turning to quietly shut the window.

"Sorry." He slowly made his way over to you and he sighed in relief. "Tried to be a ninja." Steve tried to defend himself, but you only stare back at him a glare on your face. He scanned your face before letting out a huff, "What's got you all worked up?"

"You. do." You reply jabbing a finger into his chest trying to fight the urge to punch him. "What are you doing here, Harrington. My brother will kill you if he finds you here." You seethed and Steve places his hands on your hips much to your surprise.

"I came, because I heard from a certain bird that you had some feelings about me. I wanted to hear for myself." He admitted and you turned red. Chrissy Cunningham was going to hear it tomorrow, but for now your attention was on Steve. His hands were placed gently over your waist and his hazel eyes staring down at you.

"I like you, Steve." You confessed shamefully considering the events that just occurred. "I do, but if my br-Mm!" He cut you off by pressing his lips against your own soft, sweet like candy, and completely intoxicating. His hands tightened on your waist and you curl your fingers in his hair. Own lips hungrily moving against his own and your breath shaky.

When the two of you pulled back a smiled danced onto his lips. "Safe to say you like me back then." He comments almost out of breath as if he ran a marathon. Steve chuckles pressing his forehead to your own, "Yeah, just couldn't wait any longer, (Y/N)." He pulls back and you stand there slightly dazed as he walks around the room. Picking up the brush from the floor you go back to brushing out the tangles from your hair, the usual bedtime routine. He joins you standing behind you and his fingers brush over yours, taking the brush into his hands.

"Here, let me." He takes your thick waves into his hand and gently runs the brush through them. Taking his time pulling each tangle from every strand. Steve's fingers felt so good against your scalp. You hummed in content sighing as he took care of you. Once he finished he placed the brush back onto the dresser neatly. "All done." You turn around to face him and you reach up to place your hands over his shoulders rubbing them. Steve suddenly has his hands on you lifting you up and setting you down on the dresser standing between your legs. In return your legs wrap around his waist keeping him there.

His hands are on your thighs squeezing as he hungrily nips at your neck, leaning your head back to give him better access. Steve's breath ghosts over your skin and your eyes flutter shut. "Steve.." You gasp, in return he groans against your neck kissing along your jawline.

"Yeah, baby?" He grabs ahold of your chin pulling your head back to look at him. You can only whine and he chuckles, "Okay I'm sorry." He attacks your lips again and you gasp and moan as teeth nip at your lip.

The door to your room creaks open and Eddie walks in, "Hey, sis. I broke my--HOLY SHIT!" His voice caused the both of you to pull apart and your cheeks were a bright red.

"Harrington?" Eddie looks at the jock in shock and you whined.

"Eddie. Get out!" You snapped tossing a bottle of hairspray at him and he quickly scurries out of the room laughing on the way out, but shuts the door behind him. You were going to get him later and hopefully Eddie kept his mouth shut.

"He's never going to let me live that down." You whined to Steve, he walks over to you and kisses your cheek in attempt to make you feel better.

"Yeah, I know." Steve hummed and you sighed still content with the moment you shared with Steve.

#steve harrington x reader #stranger things x fem!reader #eddie munson #joesph quinn #steve harrington #joe keery #steve harrington x fem!reader #x reader #stranger things steve #stranger things eddie #joe keery stranger things #joesph quinn stranger things

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hey!! <3 can i get headcanons of yukina with a s/o who loves to compliment her and is totally head over heels for her ?? 🥹🥹

You praise me too much

Yukina with an s/o that praises for her

Notes: Thank you for the request! I open my requests after I realized my drafts weren't gonna work 💀. Istg bandori annons are the fastest people I've ever seen. Bandori annons are probably so fast they can rewind time 💀

Yukina

Why do you praise her so much. She doesn't find herself worthy of it to be honest. Someone so loving as you...she can't take it but she can't say no to it either

Winter was getting especially chilly out she was going to leave but you were like "no" as She got to circle freaking sweating. "YUKINA?! YOU FEEL LIKE A HUMAN HEATER!!" "Thank you ako.." The Roselia practice was canceled as everyone was enjoying yukina the human heater

Admittedly she wakes you up in the middle of the night to tell you the most important of things. "I'm cold" suddenly you're so active you simply become a Gatorade jumbo bottle. You get 2 more blankets and put them over her you don't need a blanket she does! You ended up sleeping without a blanket waking up seeing the cat blanket she brought on your lap

If you were at her place and that was to happen...why you simply have to become the blanket yourself. Holding her in your arms and dozing off to sleep.

She would show you her outfits before shows. You would always cover your face and look through your fingers "you look amazing my dear" you manage to mumble out.

She would never hear the end of your consistent love for her even if she would be mad at you she can't resist you. Afterall you know her better than she knows herself. "Yukina!" "..." "Don't give me silent treatment for not letting you pet a cat! How about this I'll take you to a cat cafe this weekend" an offer she can't refuse. "Fine" "Yay :D"

Whenever she compliments you, you always fluster up an complement her too. "I may have beautiful eyes to stare at but you'll always be the apple of my eye dear" calling her dear is gonna have her flipping and flopping internally

Your friends decided to test you and played only a second of a Roselia song. You answered them all correctly without hesitation. "Yo one of them barely had any sound-" "I recognize that iconic key of black shout" "HUH-"

You were at your job and they started playing Roselia. You could barely do your job thinking of Yukina. They had to put you in the back to wash dishes...

You wouldn't live with yourself I'd yukina had to lift anything to do anything. "Y/n why'd you stop me-" "I refuse to let you open a door" "what-" You opened the door holding it open. "Enter please"

You love seeing her after concerts. "YUKINAAA" You're almost crying twirling her in your arms. "That was *sob* beautiful *sob*" Shell never get used to how your able to lift her so easily

Yukina likes bringing up past memories with you on night when you two are about to sleep. "Remember when you asked me out? You nearly ran out of the stage." "You saw that-" You two giggle a bit "remmber our secound date? With the roller coaster?" "You screamed in my ear the whole time" "you shook me just to tell me about a cat-" "...it was cute" "cute than me?" "...." suddenly she's asleep

Speaking of lifting things easily you where helping her do groceries and told her to unlock her door. As soon as she turned around she saw you carring all of the bags in both hands. "Why your hands shouldn't be foiled by these bags" you say fleetingly "can you open the door-" "oh"

If she ever where to sleep on you you're suddenly canceling your plans for the day. Blush all over your face you're not allowed to move. For now on you're a rock. Unmoveable unless there were an outside force. You didn't wanna leave her but you had plans..."I'll do em tomorrow...but I can't wait for tommrow it's Monday tommrow...hmmm" so you desperately pulled off a Indiana Jones, you tried to replace yourself with a pillow. She woke up on a pillow with your face drawn on a piece of paper attached to it. "Sorry I had to go" posted on it.

Sometimes you would stay over and she would wake up to breakfast in bed. You somehow know she's awake and nearly run into her room with a small table in hand "Well I see you're awake I made pancakes with cat-shaped printings" You place down the table and go to grab a glass of water yukina basically stunned by the cats. How is she gonna eat it?! It's....it's too cute... you come back it and she hasn't touched them just staring. "Do you not like my cooking that much? wait you didn't even try them-" That morning she did eat the pancakes after thanking you she left the cat parts untouched tho...

#bang dream #yukina minato #yukina #roselia #roselia bandori #bandori #bandori x reader #bang dream x reader

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feuqueerfire · 3 months

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Death's Game S1 & S2 Live Blogging

This is a pretty recent release, Season 1 in December and Season 2 in January. Hadn't heard much about it until I saw Pocha Playlist podcast covering it but I didn't listen to that episode. Then, I found out that Lee Dohyun plays a (reincarnation) character in it and it's getting good reception, so here we are.

Ep 1: Death (Jan 29)

Okay I think I heard the main character commits suicide and is granted like 14 lives to make the person he's in charge of live a full life or smth like that

Lots of violence right from the beginning woah

Doing bad at job interview or job is my biggest weakness when it comes to these fucking shows fr but I'm assuming this show isn't gonna have too much of that actually

7 years of not getting a job after getting a job interview ahead of his peers...

This guy cannot get a break on these job interview days for real

Awooga, that breakup

lost all his investments, broke up with very longterm gf, got kicked out of his home, got rejected from the job

Oh, that call from his Mom right as he threw himself off the building

Oh yeah that Super Junior's Choi Si Won fucker is the first iteration

This hell-ish place is so disgusting ew

I just realized why it's called Death's Game. Gonna body hop into 12 bodies that are legit almost about to die like imminently and if you avoid one of the deaths, you'll live on in that body for the rest of that life as your own life.

I wonder what's gonna happen to that person though lol? Just disappeared into the wind while Yi Jae lives on as them in ep 8 or whatever? I wonder if it'll be like he finds himself in the hospital bed or smth and it's his own body that he has to survive and live in for the 12th iteration - but death did say he's dead so maybe not

oh, the airplane is Taekang - isn't that the company he's trying and getting rejected from?

Any probability that the older brother tinkered with the plane to murder him for userping him as the CEO-to-be?

Not this fucking airplane side opening up and sucking ppl out while the door of an airplane Boeing had literally had that happen recently (though I don't think anybody got sucked out or died thankfully?)

Oh, so the original owner "plays the whole game without saving" and dies, then Yi Jae begins again at "the last save point of the game" before it ended and tries to get a different ending than the original owner (death)

oh, sudden Ryeoun (Twinkling Watermelon, 18 Again) appearance 41mins in the computer center, hi pretty :)

Oh that death was fucked up fr

Ryeoun cutie, come back for another cameo in another iteration pls <3

Here and in Tomorrow, I gotta come to terms with the fact that we're gonna have established suicide=sin and will be punished rules. To expect the cruelty of it

I'm actually still so confused/curious about how this quite works though because like in the airplane, other people also died. So, if he had survived and managed to make them survive, would they have also survived? And in the famous thrill-seeker thing, it's like being streamed by millions of people or whatever, so in the original universe they've already seen this and they're dealing with the aftermath of that death but this is a different universe that started at that savepoint?

Like I guess I'm just wondering whether this is a parallel universe? If not, what about all the other people involved who have supposedly already experienced this with the original person's death already.

Anyway, without thinking too much, this is super cool and interesting. So far, it's just been thrilling and quick/snappy deaths, kinda reminds me of the Squid Game and Alice in Borderland missions/games, but I'm assuming it'll get more heart-wrenching as it goes on (Lee Dohyun's storyline apparently? okay I saw a tiktok for his story and that's where I realized he's in this show but I didn't really understand what was going on and didn't try properly finding out beyond he's supposed to save some girl? or smth idk)

Ep 2: The Reason You're Going to Hell (Jan 29)

Is the woman who apparently died a gruesome dead Yi Jae's ex-gf? Since the Yi Jae photo was lying on the ground? And maybe Lee Dohyun was supposed to save her in the tiktok I saw? or is it his mother?

Ah, they're clearly hinting that Yi Jae's death hurt a lot more than just himself (ie. his gf, his mother) and that's why he's being punished

Awooga, Yi Jae remembering his own mother while in this kid's body

Okayyyy when watching Yi Jae remember his mother's "eat a lot" from across the table, I realized she is the mother in law from 18 Again. Her food-related thing at a table like this also killed me in 18 Again

Adult Yi Jae trying to figure out how to manipulate these kids is entertaining as always, my favourite concept

Oof, he defeated the bully but is the bully now gonna kill himself or smth? Or end up killing Yi Jae because it's not like Yi Jae's gonna stay in this body rip

Oh that was fucked up, murdered by smacking his head with a brick

Yi Jae really keeps mouthing off at death, such a silly thing to do after having seen everything

oh... stepping on Yi Jae/his face

"The pain that death brings you will be even worse from here"

oh noooo so he's not a kidnapper, a criminal who ran away with a woman who was being abused oof

Wait, okay, this fight and chase with Juhun was unexpectedly fun

First, the fist-fight (including after turning the lights off) reminded me of Bloodhounds ep 6, ah truly such a good episode before the show went to shit

Secondly, I loved this car chase! I'm usually not somebody who gets super into the car chases but I think Juhun being on a motorcycle helped a lot, it made it more intense and fun and cool

Ep 3: Death Can't Take Anything Away (Jan 29)

was it his gf who died and was she pregnant or smth?

"Does he have nine lives or what?" heh

lol I did wonder if was gonna kill him but was like hm

Ah, it'd be so ironic if Lee Jin Sang kills Yi Jae in two different bodies

death was so right when saying Yi Jae has no thoughts, more like he has no impulse control or foresight because why is he now provoking Jin Sang while knowing that he can kill a kid with a brick and the body he's in supposedly dies soon

Last time too he provoked Jin Sang and got murdered, so I wonder if provoking him again to debase him is gonna backfire

Damn bruh, everybody tryna kill this guy

not him using Hyuk Soo to scare Jin Sang

Cool shots with the seeing the past bullet to the head

Girl whoooo is in that big van with the dark windows

just billions and diamonds out in the bag in this random room while he sleeps. it does take a boat to get to but it's indeed a public place lol

Ouuuch, Yi Jae had actually gotten the call from his mom before jumping

HE'S JUST WALKING ABOUT 10 BILLION WON IN CASH + DIAMONDS!?!?!?! girl you're stressing me out

ah, the father of the girl who got killed. briefly i wondered if it was Yi Jae's gf but she's prlly like 30 or smth whereas the girl who died was apparently 20 (also I wonder if the tiktok I saw of Lee Dohyun not letting a girl die in a crash was her though but that wouldn't make sense since time is going linearly and she's she died, she's dead)

where did the prison lacky come from suddenly?

ohhhh I knew the fact that he came and literally brought a weapon doesn't necessarily mean he was gonna defend him (instead of killing him and getting the money lmao)

oof, mans really got stabbed multiple times and got killed

lmfaoooo crying at him being a baby, can't do anything and can't get his 10 bill won

Okay, so is it like we're going to have threads that continue on as the lives go on:

the money he stored in that locker

the dad knowing who the real killer of his daughter was

Ep 4: The Reason You're Afraid of Death (Jan 29)

Lee Dohyun!!!!! Finally he will appear in this ep, though I'm guessing for like 20-30 mins agh, idk why I was under the impression he's in eps 3-4 but oh well, I'm sure he'll make his short appearance count

Oh, I get her. this is why I don't want a child because 0 chance of me being a good, well-adjusted parent fr

I know we're supposed to hate the mother because she's mean to the kid and is abusive and I do but the father just noticed that the baby food is 4 months expired?

Oh nvm, they're showing him be scary too

Poor baby :( useless that the cops/child protective services came but just left

As expected, here's the "you chose death so flippantly but others are trying so hard to live" so you should be grateful etc etc

Lee Dohyun!!!!!!!

What's he gonna do with the bag of money? Stresses me out fr that he could die at any moment and lose it

Lee Dohyun is again playing a character who is a different person inside his body (18 Again it was his 40s self in his young body and this time it's like 28 or so years old Yi Jae in 24-year old body)

Bro this Taekang group is not leaving this guy's life fr, they gotta be behind some huge thing or smth?

Awooga, so it is indeed Lee Dohyun playing Yi Jae trying to save his (ex) gf from dying or smth in that tiktok

Ahhhhhhh my guy didn't know when his gf Jisu wrote novels and won awards T.T and yet her first thought was of him

He also didn't know her blood brother? Bro what

And not only is Lee Dohyun playing a diff character in his body but is also watching/interacting with the woman he loves from a distance/as the other person both here and in 18 Again

Linguistics: His name is Yi Jae and it also means "now" so he says it as if he's gonna say his book character's name is Yi Jae but ends up saying it's not decided yet now but Jisu thought the character's name was Yi Jae

Ahhh she got the fountain pen after his death ahhh T.T

Oh, I wish we got to see Lee Dohyun as Yi Jae with Yi Jae's mother cuz then it'd be just like Lee Dohyun and the mother-in-law in 18 Again

Nawt this umbrella scene, really reminds me of 18 Again frrr

Oh, this is the scene I saw in that tiktok

Ah, he saw how his death is still affecting her

Ouch, Jisu-ya :(

Ah, Lee Dohyun and the mother interaction - 18 Again vibes

Okay idk I'm nervous that he's gonna confess about being Yi Jae or strongly hint at it and she's gonna be scared and mad and never met him again and never trust another person again bc she's still grieving and ah

This is so fucking romantic and sad mannnn

awoooo fuck I had guessed that she was gonna die but I'd... forgotten for an hour, oh goodness

Ah, it's the Taekang CEO. Is it also the guy who put that kid in jail for his hit-and-run? He also has that lighter he's fiddling with and there was a scene like that when that kid was called to the warehouse to be told about the incident and to take the fall

Oh I see lol I'm late, they're showing that he's the dude. He even made the proposition to the skydiver in the 2nd iteration

as expected, the CEO indeed fiddled with the airplane to kill his younger brother CEO

Ahhhhhh sad ass ending, also I wonder how Geonu originally died and whether Jisu would have also died if not for Yi Jae stopping her to talk there?

Also... I should watch 18 Again fuck like I'd been wanting to since Twinkling Watermelon and now these parallels with 18 Again and Lee Dohyun agh. Then I should rewatch this ep too to compare again lol

Okay do I need general thoughts and a rating and everything? It's just 4 episodes of an 8 episode show which is divided like this not because it's a completed story but because of greed (get 2 months' subscription instead of 1).

Also, before watching the next 4 eps tmrw, I will be catching up on all the hundreds of on-air comments (I just read the episode-specific comment threads) and reblogging people's part 1 gifs hehe and have to do the MDL and monthly/yearly updates and stuff just like a usual show even though... it's a 4 episode half of a show, not even a full one lol I considered just treating it like 1 8-episode show but Part 1 ended in 2023 while Part 2 ended in 2024, so I can't oof

General Thoughts:

Really good and interesting, I'm enjoying it a lot. If I had watched more kdramas and known more actors, I would've definitely been having even more fun based on the r/kdrama on-air comments + my reaction to Lee Dohyun. My favourite eps are eps 2 and 4, they balanced a good amount of heart with excitement (for ep 2) and plot progression/answers (ep 4). The 18 Again characters/actors were already haunting me but Lee Dohyun once again 1) playing a character who is in his body but isn't himself, 2) interacting with the lohl as this other guy who his lover doesn't know while he himself knows and regrets not being a better bf/husband and 3) interacting with the same actress playing mother/mother-in-law character, also not as himself but as the character stuck in Lee Dohyun's body. Also, beautiful, talented man.

It's just 4 eps, my life usually isn't changed in such a short time, so here it is currently rated 7 but yknow, part 2 can be higher if I become more into it

Rating: 7/10

Death's Game Part 2

I was just watching this month's Certified Noonas What We're Watching episode and someone mentioned that part 2 is more horror and gory? Okay, interesting because I thought Part 1 started off kinda action/thriller and then went into a more heart-felt, less gory direction but I guess it's veering into that direction again

Also from the on-air part 1 comments, seems like there's a serial killer (is it just the Taekang CEO?), a homeless guy, a gamer among the people left. Also, I think I read a spoiler that his last iteration was his mother? I scrolled away really fast after registering that but hmm

Ep 1: It is impossible to break free and fight against death (Jan 30)

oh, horror and gore right from the start fr (kinda reminds me of Beyond Evil sad)

also I've been calling this killer guy Taekang CEO but is that true? who knows? Maybe it's a diff dude because the guy who just killed the other dude and made a "painting" didn't seem like the same guy whose face we flashed to during Lee Dohyun's death idk

Okay, so Jisu was indeed supposed to die at that time in that spot, so it's not Yi Jae's fault which is good

Okay, this serial killer guy is indeed not Kim Taeu, the Taekang CEO. but did this guy appear before this episode and I confused him with the CEO? Hope not

Oh he's so fucked up

Kinda reminds me of Strangers From Hell where dentist mans kept the teeth in the bracelet as art or whatever, although this is so fucked because he's making paintings based on the blood splatterings of his victims + selling them for hundreds of millions (of dollars?)

goodness, death everywhere. the gruesome murders by the new body while Tae-u is taking a break from putting a hit on/killing people to kill birds

Such a weird angle of crashing the car, was it on purpose?

Damn, making the lawyer guy taking the fall this time

Are we supposed to believe the Taekang CEO hyung is a CEO since he had trouble w those qs?

serial killer name: Jeong Gyu Cheol

This episode really is focusing on other stuff like Tae-u's story instead of the hyperfocus of ep 4 Yi Jae and his lovestory with Jisu

Police car chase scenes are so dumb, now whenever I see them, I keep hoping to see them crash into a wall the way that one Twitter video of irl cop dangerously chasing a car did lol

If you're gonna kill Tae-u pls do it quickly lol it's only ep 5/8, you might die in this life before getting to kill him (although death said she'll step in if you try to kill anyway)

This Tae-u and Yi Jae intertwined connection is too much bro, the original death Yi Jae witnessed in ep 1 was also by Tae-u? cmon

Will Tae-u not find the cameras and stop them/destroy them before Yi Jae's next life? It wasn't livestreaming was it? Maybe being backed up somewhere in the cloud

bro i'm so sleepy but i'm not sleeping and i'm also not doing my HW cuz I'm sleepy and thought I was gonna sleep. Watched this whole ep instead agh

A deviation from the first half of the show for sure. Much gorier and thriller/horror-based due to the serial killer and hands-on murder aspect. I wonder if it'll continue on this way because the serial killer is dead but Tae-u is still alive and a murderer and Yi Jae will also want to kill him maybe? or have him killed or smth

Ep 2: Memory (Jan 30)

Why am I started next ep instead of doing hw? who knows?

So creepy with the guy speaking while his legs and hand are on the ground (ripped apart from his body) and talking about how he was once Tae-u's younger brother who he murdered

Oops, caught the serial killer in a blink after he was supposed to be dead

Cop iteration, I remember reading about this as well in the on-air thread but forgot till now

Are they in Seoul? Is the place made of like 25 people lol we're seeing the betrayer man from prison iteration

oh girlll you're gonna die D:

Bro he copied the files of Tae-u killing Gyu-Cheol and deleted them from the computer awooga ik it's gonna work out because it's a show but why

Oh, the rookie cop caught that he moved some evidence

Dude must have other copies of this right? He's handing over the video evidence, so he must have it stored elsewhere as well right?

Oof, okay I'm kinda glad that they brought up how troublesome just having had THAT MUCH money randomly show up at your house would be. Especially because Lee Dohyun's character was fucking killed afterwards. Yi Jae was being dumb af when just giving that much money to his mother like that

Oh, the touching and parent-child moments are back

Tae-u brining the cop over to the General Commissioner's office ah, reminds me of Beyond Evil

Oof, ofc Tae-u spins it that he himself is the saviour who bested the serial killer and is a hero

Anyway, I hope you've still got some of that video so that you can upload it online or smth tf

Oh, Tae-u going to the states

are the ppl who captured Ahn Jihyeong also cops in his team? Can't remember the faces

When Tae-u lays down at 45mins, I saw Cha Eunwoo for a second there from the side

wtf was that how did that even happen how did Yi Jae manage to literally blow up Tae-u's plane

Seeing Yi Jae use all the memories of previous iterations is cool, though I didn't know he still had the skills and memories of every person wowie

Lee Dohyun for like 5 seconds

This means many of the actors were here in this moment to act their little bit part right?

oh wow that ending lol

8:35 PM and I have lots of work to do... maybe I'll try to do it for at least 25 mins till 9?

Ep 3: Oppurtunity (Jan 30)

Spent an hour doing this stupid q, so it's 9:35 now rip

We get a glimpse of the attorney guy who had other people taking the fall for Tae-u until he himself took the fall. Wonder if we'll see the backstabbing prison dude who got caught by the cop again or his father?

Yknow, the fact that these videos are evidence and "were confirmed to be true" really does make me wonder what'll happen as AI gets better and better in skill but worse for like the world and society lol

oh man, is the younger cop partner gonna die or his kid Seulgi gonna die because this promise and stuff is just foreshadowing that. Or I supposed the Yi Jae cop himself is gonna die but that's expected

Oh I see, led him to sacrifice himself

Ah, "who are you" indeed - identity crisis

Damn, that's it as the homeless guy? I was kinda hoping we don't get much because it's really hard to watch the way people treat unhouses people but damn

Wait, what? So this is like backwards in time? girl...

Was this guy also given X amounts of lives and deaths to get through like Yi Jae was?

Ah okay for a second there I was like wait? Is this still the original guy or Yi Jay as this guy who chose to still go into the road and kill himself? But ig it's Yi Jae following in that dude's footsteps to get on that road

Ah, the same quote about death being a means to an end coming back again

Indeed the last round is his mother, wish I hadn't known that, the surprise would've been good

Ep 4: Don't Go Looking For Death, Death Will Come Find You (Jan 30)

Ouch, parent-child relationship

oh, his mother was in the hospital that night?

Ouch because obviously it's tragic but more ouch that I'm not emotionally connecting with it a whole lot because Yi Jae has died and his mother has also functionally died since he's taken over her body and it's like... old interactions as a way to grow and learn and not as a way of reconciliation/coming together again

Oh, he lived for 32 years as his mother, that's almost 1.5x my current age. I guess he's also like 50 years or smth now if he was ~28 then

Ah, he got to live again

General Thoughts:

As I mentioned before, fuck the message of "suicide is a sin, you must be gravely punished, why not think of and live for your family and friends, think about other people who want to live but can't, so could you kill yourself, you selfish bastard." In shows like this, it's of utmost importance to just roll your eyes and see the story/acting/etc. that's not just this message. I'm glad it was brought up more in the part 2 on-air thread in r/kdrama because part 1 had only a few such comments and didn't have that many upvotes.

Eps 1 to half of 3 were interesting and exciting but in the way of "I'm watching a show with murder and gore and people trying to outsmart each other" rather than about this specific show (although in the end I liked that we got the whole gang (lol his previous iterations) and their skills to punish Tae-u. Although it's a bit jarring that Death wasn't specifically making him go to deaths connected to Tae-u it just happened that way lol. It also made the come-down and slow nature of ep 4 boring to me, although it was touching.

The ending is... okay, I guess, expected it.

In Part 1, Death just left something to be desired for me and this kinda continued here. I think it's maybe the acting? She should have been more menacing or more like a trickster, idk. Her getting offended at stuff Yi Jae says feels silly and idk she should've seemed more Death-like ig. Just seemed like an especially mean and stubborn boss. Such a shame because the show focused on so many male characters that the highest-billed female character fell flat.

Don't think I'll think of this show much (except maybe Lee Dohyun?) and the 2nd part didn't have the excellent pacing as the first one. Not as good as part 1.

Rating: 6/10

18 Again character counter: 4 (Ryeoun, Kim Mi Kyung - Yi Jae's mother and Da Young's mother in law, Lee Do Hyun, Kim Kang Hoon - the 3rd iteration kid Hyuk Soo here and a child in 18 Again ig? I didn't realize this one but the comment also mentioned below did)

Found this comment under the ep 2 discussion in the r/kdrama on-air thread but apparently the director for this also directed 18 Again and so that might influence the number of overlapping actors (and also Death's Game just has a wild number of actors)

Also this director also directed Go Back Couple, another show on my to-watch list because of time shenanigans (after a marriage fails)

Tiktoks:

Maybe this is the Tiktok I saw since it involved seeing Lee Dohyun rushing to a crashing scene and the comments being like he was looking for a girl but she survived

#ep by ep commentary #death's game

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gay-cryptidz · 3 months

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The Comfort Between Your Scars

Chapter 5

TW: implied past suicide attempt and mention of addiction

Desmond quickly walked into what seemed to be a storage room and looked around before turning back to Joel with a grin, holding up a bottle. He led him to the break room and slumped down on the large sofa.

"Make yourself comfortable. The best part about hanging out with a bartender: free drinks in the break room"

He opened the bottle while Joel sat down and took a big swig, making a face before handing it over to him.

"Aren't you gonna get in trouble for that?"

"With our wages and how understaffed we are? They couldn't do anything about it if they tried!"

Joel considered asking Desmond if he was sure he should be drinking right now but decided against it, instead grabbing the bottle and taking a sip.

"Mind if I smoke in here?"

"Sure"

"Thanks"

They were silent for a few moments, Desmond lighting his cigarette and taking a few more sips, before sighing and giving Joel one of those gentle smiles of his.

"Sorry for the weird start of the night. It is nice to see you again, wasn't sure if you'd come back"

He opened and closed his left hand a few times, flexing his fingers.

"Your hand okay?"

Desmond looked confused, seemingly not having noticed, before realising the motion he was doing.

"Oh, yeah, all good. Just gives me trouble sometimes, old injury. So how's your week been so far?"

He seemed eager to change the topic so Joel figured he shouldn't ask any further questions.

"Fine, work mostly. There's been some issues with a delivery though so we'll have to wait until tomorrow for the materials to arrive, can't keep going without 'em"

Desmond nodded, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"What about you? 'Side from the obvious I mean"

"Just the usual, been working a lot myself, not too much time left for other stuff"

Joel gave a small hum, unsure if he'd continue talking, but he didn't.

Silence fell between them again. Another sign that Desmond was more affected by what had happened than he was letting on, he'd been so talkative last time. The silence was comfortable, though, so Joel gladly decided against an attempt at further small talk for now.

After a few minutes of wordlessly passing the bottle back and forth, he spoke again.

"Not that I don't like hanging out with you but maybe you really should go home and rest"

Desmond was pressing the bottle against his swollen cheek. Joel doubted it was as cooling as he hoped. He looked tired in a way no-one his age should.

"Just hoping to get the swelling down a bit before I go"

Joel hummed. "Wouldn't wanna worry the boyfriend"

He hadn't planned to say it out loud but oh well. Desmond looked confused, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head slightly.

"Last time some guy picked you up from your shift, seemed like you were close so I thought..."

Desmond laughed.

"Oh that? Nah, that was just a- a work... thing"

Silence.

"Aw, were you jealous?", he teased. Joel tried to come up with an answer that would let him keep denying the faint hint of hope rising in him. Desmond shot him a grin before looking at the bottle in his hand and taking another sip. His smile faltered.

"I don't really do the whole dating thing. Doesn't tend to work out"

Oh.

"How come?"

He looked up at Joel, eyebrows furrowed slightly, before averting his gaze again and taking another big swig, almost managing a poker face this time. He sighed.

Tap, tap, tap on the bottle, deep breath, then he spoke.

"I'm an escort, Joel. Not a lot of people who are fine with their partner's pay check relying on sleeping with strangers." He spoke flatly, almost wearily.

"Oh." Joel certainly didn't expect that one. He wasn't sure what to say but he could see Desmond glancing over, trying to see his reaction, flexing his fingers again. Questions that he knew Desmond probably wouldn't like to answer tugged at his mind.

"Well... that would probably complicate things, yeah. I'd mostly just be worried though, I mean you hear all these stories about- Well it's just... it can be dangerous, right?"

Desmond turned his face to him again now, looking a little amused about Joel's rambling.

"Well, as you can see, I can defend myself pretty well", he grinned.

A tension he didn't notice before left Joel's shoulders. He'd been scared to react badly and scare the younger man off but it seemed like it was fine.

"Yeah, that guy was looking pretty- wait, didn't uh- Alex! Didn't Alex say you broke his nose? Didn't expect you to pack such a punch, do I need to be scared?"

Desmond chuckled. "Don't underestimate me, I may not be the biggest guy around but I could beat your ass with both hands tied behind my back"

"Yeah, sure! I'd like to see you try!", Joel said mockingly.

"I bet you would." the devilish grin on Desmond's face made him realise he'd walked right into his trap.

"Oh, shut up!" Joel shoved him slightly before taking the bottle. Desmond laughed and for the first time tonight, the lingering anxiety from earlier seemed to fade just a little bit.

"I didn't expect you to have tattoos for some reason, guess you didn't strike me as the type"

Desmond looked at his arms, assessing the decorative images on his skin.

"Yeah, I wanted to be a tattoo artist for a while. Ended up just doing it as a hobby with a friend of mine, she did the ones where I couldn't reach and I did the rest"

"Oh, thats cool. Where'd you even learn to do that?"

"Alex's girlfriend taught us, actually! She's the reason I got into it in the first place and she lets me borrow her supplies whenever I want. She's really cool, you'd like her, I think"

Joel reached out a hand.

"Can I?" Desmond hesitated for a moment before turning around a little on the couch and letting Joel gently hold his wrists, turning his arms to get a better look. He hadn't been able to see it before but on the inside of his right forearm, there was a large moth with sunflowers behind it, the delicate petals trailing all the way from his wrist to the crook of his elbow. The long scar running through it filled Joel with dread. He looked up at Desmond but his averted gaze let him know better not to ask.

"Damn, these are cool. Did you design all of them yourself?"

He nodded, the hint of a proud smile flashing across his face.

"Always loved art, I guess that's just what's kept me sane throughout my childhood." He let out a nervous chuckle before adding "Haven't had much time for it since I left my mom's place though"

Joel nodded. Desmond removed one hand from his light grip to grab the bottle from the table. Joel didn't dare pull back from the other.

"What's she like? Your mom?", he asked. Desmond paused. Tap, tap, tap. "Sorry, we don't have to talk about that." Desmond rested his head on the back of the sofa.

"No, it's fine. It's uh... well it's the usual story really, dad's gone, mom's an addict, that's bound to fuck you up. Left when I was 16"

"Jesus... I'm sorry"

Desmond looked at him, seeming deep in thought, while Joel gave the hand still resting in his a cautious squeeze.

"Not sure why I'm even telling you all this to be honest", he chuckled, "probably the alcohol"

"Maybe.", he shrugged. "My uh... my daughter's friend went through something similar, I think. Doesn't go into specifics much but I know she lives with her siblings now. Must be rough but she says her brother takes good care of 'em. Nice girl, probably one of her best friends. Used to sleep over a lot"

Something Joel couldn't quite place flashed across Desmond's face.

"What I'm trying to say is, I can see how hard it is for her, but at least she has someone taking care of her. Sounds like you had to do it all on your own and that must've been hard, so if there's anything I can do to help..."

"Yeah, thanks. Don't worry about me though", he cut him off, a hint of defensiveness creeping into his voice. Joel decided to let it go with a nod and tried his best not to bring up any potentially emotional topics anymore.

They sat there until the bottle passed between them was empty, Desmond asked about Sarah and listened to Joel's ramblings about her with a fond smile, enthusiastically commenting that she sounded like a nice girl and how sweet all their little rituals were. He told Joel about his job at the bar and Alex, who had been the one to get him out of tricky situations about a million times and he didn't know how he could ever repay her. They chatted about the weird things drunk people do and the strange things Joel had been hired to build. And Joel wasn't sure if it was on purpose but even when Desmond's hand briefly slipped away from his own to light another cigarette or gesticulate wildly while he was passionately telling a story, it always found its way back.

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i totally forgot aya and bang chan were roommates and now i feel like i need aya x chan content

my favorite pair of besties tbh <3

(i'm gonna do this in headcanon form i think and just kinda talk about them as roomies)

Chan moved with his parents to SK when he was in high school, and he also shifted in high school

enter Aya who he feels like he owes his life to lmao

he was panicking because he had no idea what was happening to him and he suddenly turned into this giant fucking dog and he couldn't change back

yeah his parents were cool but would they be cool with their song being a large animal and busting down their front door? probably not

so he's panicking in the woods and Aya's the one to find him

right off the bat, she could sense he was meant to be an alpha

not her alpha, but an alpha

she helped him calm down, drove him home, and gave him her number if he needed anything

and thus their friendship began

you might be wondering how Aeri never knew they were friends when she was bffs with Aya and also childhood besties with Chan

well Aya never really talked about him much since y'know he was a werewolf

also Chan’s a very common name so y’know

anyway, Aya was an upperclassman so she moved out first and moved into a really shitty one-bedroom that was cheap as fuck but kind of terrifying

but she's a werewolf so she can take care of herself

Chan spent a lot of nights at Aya's apartment on an air mattress

they were best friends and did everything together

she even got him a job working at the bar with her, so they literally did everything together

she was the one who helped him apply for college

he asked her to be his prom date

honestly Chan’s parents were so confused how Aya wasn’t his mate lmao

when it came time for Chan to graduate high school, his parents decide to move back to Australia, but Chan wants to stay in Korea for college

so Aya lets him live with her despite only having one fucking bedroom

Chan never minded sleeping on an air mattress

she was the one who taught him about the ✨wonderous world of being an adult✨

which was a lot of learning how to pay bills and save money, which sucked

Aya was there when Chan started to find his pack (which started with Changbin, who she was very confused about at first)

"Are you sure this dude's telling the truth? There's no way a man who does aegyo that much is wanted by a mafia."

when everyone else either found Chan or vise versa, Aya lowkey judged all of them

when she first met Minho, she took one look at him and said, “I already know I’ll hate you”

they very much have a frienemies relationship <3

she basically banned Minho from the apartment, so when she moved out, he didn’t skip a beat moving in lmao

Aya always liked Felix so she was excited when he shifted

she won’t admit it but she’s slightly intimidated by Hyunjin because nobody knows anything about him

Jisung was afraid of her and she knows it and thinks it’s kinda funny

she loves Seungmin’s attitude, and they tended to gang up on Chan together

she only briefly met Jeongin before she moved out so she never really got to make an opinion on him

Chan was there when Aya met Jeonghan and had to listen to her gush about him nonstop

"How are you meant to be with someone who can't even managed to do his own homework?"

honestly, even Changbin was stumped by that one considering Aya was always a straight-A student

when Aya moved out to live with Jeonghan and his pack, the pair were obviously sad to part ways

they both may or may not have cried

Chan tried to play it off and make a stupid “who’s cutting onions in here” joke as he wiped under his eyes as they pulled out of their hug before she had to leave

and Aya just looked up and started crying harder and pulled him in for another hug

so then Chan cried harder and it was a whole thing

“I don’t know why I’m crying,” she laughed when they pulled away for a second time. “It’s not like you’re dying.”

“Yeah, I’ll see you at work tomorrow. And I’m only an hour-ish away. Door’s always open.”

“Well keep it shut if Minho’s in there.”

they don’t work together anymore but they still text each other all the time

Aya’s always caught up on the drama going on in the pack (and of course she tells Jeonghan, who blabs about it to everyone else)

she’s obviously still close with Aeri, though, but she’s fantastic at keeping any secrets from the other

like if Chan tells her about any surprises he has planned, Aya will never tell her

Aya and Chan are ride or dies tbh

#skz imprinted #svt imprinted #anonymous

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