#but idk i like him all angsty. like i know im a bad person but to keep myself safe i need to keep being like this.

[liauditore]

cw// implied character death, double life nonsense

because you are love itself.

#my art #trafficblr #double life #divorce quartet #<-- insane about how scott killed pearl in limlife. #this comic has been sitting unfinished in my files for a good month its def not finished to my usual quality but god it needed to be done #so uh scott... yeah. i like villain scott but not pure evil scott. i like a scott whos scared of being loved and manipulates others to spar #himself the pain. i like a scott who ditched pearl because their friendship was actually becoming real and when the server gods confirmed i #with DL he freaked out a bit and ran off. #ofc u can interpret this comic however u want but i was just thinking way too hard abt smajhor #i feel like often ppl get divided into scott did nothing wrong vs scott is pure evil alot of the time #which is understandable cus like i said with fanart/fic u only have so much space to show someones personality #but idk i like him all angsty. like i know im a bad person but to keep myself safe i need to keep being like this. #hes so blorbo *puts him in a blender* #i hate him *wraps him up in a blanket and takes him home* #cw implied death #cw implied violence #scott #pearl

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Gotta say your au mixed with the art style and such and amazing work in what we seen so far with the horror and some laughs it's just become a treat every time I saw new details (whenever you supplies them up, thanks for that)

I know you already disclosure that it's gonna be bad BAD TIMES for the puppets gang but does it have it's soft ad fluff times??

The shot were Frank ask Wally if they're dying will looking up for the ceiling hasn't leave my brain, such a raw emotional clear on them, I wonder when they were just the two of them for a while they cuddle or hold hands for comfort??

I just.i just want them to have small victories of comfort

of course it has fluff and comfort! a lot of it! having a nice blend of both makes the fluff feel sweeter & the hurt hit all the harder <3 i will now supply some (written (for now)) examples and tidbits. putting it under the cut cause it got kinda Long

Frank & Wally do become very affectionate with each other! ofc as soon as Frank woke Wally was like "ok im holding your hand everywhere we go, this is Non Negotiable". because its dark! he doesn't want Frank to stray too far or get lost! and it's easier to yank Frank outta harm's way if they're already holding hands. comfort factors into it later, when Frank starts initiating & Wally does it purely to make sure Frank is still there. but yeah they get Very comfortable with each other, to the point where when Eddie wakes up he asks Frank - misinterpreting the situation entirely - "if you'd rather have Wally than me, i understand." ofc Frank laughs his ass off bc uhhh no that is Not what their relationship is, Ed

~ similarly, (almost) everyone acclimates to Wally's need to be as close as possible at all feasible times. he's Very physically affectionate and has little to no regard for personal space or boundaries anymore. like, he'll listen when someone asks him to back off or somethn, but until then he does not give a fuck. and this rubs off on the others as they get used to it

and then there's OH WAIT IDK IF I'VE MENTIONED THIS YET but! Wally - during his main exploration phase - found the Welcome Home episode recordings! and he eventually figured out how to work a tv he found, so he added "watch an episode of me and my friends" into his Routine. when the others wake up, he includes them in this. is it horrifying for them at first? yeah. but they get used to it and find similar if not the same comfort and enjoyment in it that Wally does. like in This Scribble, Frank & Wally & Poppy & Howdy are all watching an episode, and are quoting the lines they've memorized. they all cuddle up on a couch together and watch their favorite show <3

& Wally also teaches them (as they wake up) how to repair and care for themselves / each other, sleeping or otherwise. picture a little sewing circle of Frank, Wally, and Poppy, with Poppy giving tips and guidance on how to improve. these sessions provide them with genuine smiles and sometimes even some laughs.

before Wally & Home's divorce, they'd pass much of the time with games! go-fish, charades, i spy, etc. one of their favorites was when Wally would toss a ball at Home's door, and Home would hit it back. additionally, whenever Wally discovered something new, he'd rush back to Home with it - either the information or the actual thing, if he could carry it. ex: when he'd find books or files, he'd bring them to Home and (quietly) read them aloud while resting against them

and just in general know that the Post Office is a place of safety. Wally has made sure it's secure. i like to imagine like... little craft sessions and impromptu dancing lessons and story sharing going on in there among the awake neighbors. they try to have fun despite it all

that's all i can recall for Act One's fluff tidbits rn, but trust me there is More. and also abundant angsty comfort. the downright painful stuff has to earn its existence yk yk this au is Not grimdark

#oh there's also a really specific scene in my mind of like. #poppy taking notice that wally has developed a disregard for his appearance & that he doesn't seem to think he's attractive anymore #and recruits frank & howdy to give him like... a lil spa day as best they can #they tie (most of) his hair up in a ponytail and scrub some of the dirt out & they make a little patchwork sweater for him #and poppy tells him he looks very pretty #and wally has a moment of '...? im pretty? im still...? oh...!' #they notice him putting a teensy bit of attention towards his appearance going forward from this #oh also he makes sure they All get a little 'spa day' #good feelings all around.... #rambles from the bog #wh lights out au #they all pick up little Habits towards each other #like wally will hold others' hands and just fiddle with em w/o a real point or goal #frank will adjust his friends' clothes hair if it's a lil Too out of place #poppy will hold her wings around/behind others w/o really realizing it #howdy will pick up / carry the smaller neighbors for no particular reason #eddie tends to keep a hand on the nearest person #etc etc! #there was. Something Else i wanted to add. i don't remember what it was! #but yeah! there are good things. there are Always good things.

[mrsnancywheeler]

ommggg i read let me down easy today and i kept re-reading it bc its TOO GOOD AHH !!🦅🦅

it hurt so much but im a whore for angst first, and a human second🫶

just thinking about the reader suffering in silence because she feels guilty for having any negative feelings towards finnick :(( the way she dismisses those feelings bc she thinks that whatever she’s going through is nothing compared to what he’s been through :((

also thinking abt finnick’s slow realization that she’s suffering because of him :(( like the incident at the market is when he began to notice the changes :(( and later when he fully understands how his behavior affected her IT MESSES HIM UP SO BAD

i just know he was remembering his past interactions with reader (where she breaks the glass / when she rejected his money at the pearl necklace stand) AND CRINGING …and it only gets worse when reader spills her guts about what she went through. omg ik he was sick.

another #thougjt i had was how this might mess up the reader for a bit after too #idk (that just might be me tho lmaoo) bc i feel like once you’ve been in that cycle of feeling depressed/insecure for so long it’s hard to snap out of, even with constant reassurance 😔

But maybe that’s just my angsty side talking HAHA

but i loved this fic, 11/10🫶

-🦅

omg yes, literally my favorite thing I've ever written. ik I wrote it, but it's the only thing of mine I reread bc it's like the perfect expression of how I feel, like if I could represent myself in one fic it would be that one if that makes any sense. it's like a concept that always haunts my mind no matter what I'm hyperfixating on maybe because I'm just like melancholy like that 🎀🎀🎀

but thank you so much, I'm literally so glad people are enjoying it because it literally is my own roman empire

yes she wants to be angry, she is angry, but refuses to let herself be because his issues are what she needs to prioritize. how can she be angry when he is constantly suffering? even if it's not so slowly tearing her apart, like a piece of paper sitting in water, she's trying to stay connected for the illusion of it all, to be strong for him.

her being loving isn't new to him, so he isn't thrown off by that, only slightly confused by her waking up earlier then usual. so her gifts have little bearing when he's used to it and he really doesn't want to feel loved right now because he's trying to reject whatever will make him seek comfort. when she starts changing her clothes and makeup, it's different, but he's not responsive because she's always been his pretty girl and always will be, her buying new clothes doesn't make him perceive her any differently or wonder if there's a reason, people try out new things.

when he notices how other peoples interactions with her have changed that's when he really starts to notice, if everyone else perceives her as melancholy then something has to be wrong. even if he's not quick to point the finger back to himself. he tries gifts, maybe she wouldn't buy something because she wanted him to do it, some sort of attention, but it's not big enough part of the issue to have any bearing on the effects it's now had on her. the girl rotting depression era shall we say. eventually through that, what people say to him, self-reflection he gains full consciousness of what he's been doing, how he's been hurting the person he loves so much. and the guilt is incomprehendable.

how could he be so selfish? so closed off as not to process all the clear cries for help? thinking about how he was getting annoyed, feeling like she was being moody when she insisted on doing the dishes until the dish broke. how she ran out into the ocean, in the rain without a care to regain some sense of composure, composure to try and make him happy. then the necklace thing, how could he miss her clearly trying just to be with him, be near him, have the interactions with him that he was giving to the girl at the shop instead? he was so unresponsive to the emotional needs he just assumed it to be a material need that he was willing to give. so when she rejects the money it just doesn't compute, to buy it she needs it, and then she tries to send the message that buying something isn't what she's asking for but he misses it completely. he gets snappy and it snaps her.

so when he's finally talking to her, he needs her to tell him the truth, the nuances because he's been so blind to all of it. he needs to know how he hurt her and it really is like a full wake up call. he can't let his own trauma consume him, allowing it to traumatize her in different ways. like when she mentions her getting to the point of just wanting him to want her body if he wouldn't want her because that's how people perceive him, that's what was hurting him, but he inadvertently made her feel that way. it breaks him to think that he did that to her, that he hurt his girl that way. then the idea that she would have let him cheat on her, she would've picked being with him over her own well-being, well she did, and he doesn't deserve that. he can't fathom how he could be with someone who loves him so blindly as to choose being with a ghost of him over not having him at all, when she deserves so much better. when he has been so callous with such a precious kind of love. or the fact that he even made it seem like he had interest in anyone but her.

there will be a fluffy, smutty requested sequel but readers issues afterwards will be lightly touched upon in it. but yes, she would have to spend so much time mending her relationship with herself afterwards. he's totally on hand and knee trying to make it up to her, to prove how much he loves and needs her, to give the attention she deserves. but she's still paranoid about cheating, insecure, scared, even if she tries to mask it. but he knows. he could, and does, spend hours praising her, telling her how pretty she is, how she's the only one, how sorry he is, how much he adores her, but it doesn't stop the nagging voice in the back of her head. she tries to hide it but she's clingier and he's okay with that, she needs him more.

but yes there's lots of long term effects the incident has on there relationship. and they have to try and navigate that together.

thank you pookie, I love your thoughts sm 💋💋💋💋💋💋

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair angst #finnick odair x reader fluff #finnick odair x you #🦅 anon

[ghostofwriting]

idk if im properly explaining this but like…as much as im rooting for y/n and rafe, if i was sofia and the man i am engaged to (and this engagement is public knowledge) is posting on his private about another girl claiming her as ‘the love of his life’ and being all angsty about not being with her AND all his friends are aware hes doing this and not telling me…oh i would be out the door in seconds🙏 SOFIA GIRL STAND UP AND LEAVE HIM🤷‍♀️

Yes!! Okay sooo Sofia will eventually find out of course but let me explain.

I think with Rafe he personally doesn’t see it as bad because he’s not actively going after yn. He talks so much about being better, growing from the past, and learning to not self sabotage but I think that Y/n is a sore subject for him because he knows he fumbled okay. Like that man is fully aware of what he could’ve had but because of who he was 1-3 years ago he fucked it all up. (I say 1-3 because the man’s engaged but I’m undecided lol) so he sees this as a way to get his feelings out but not hurt anyone. He loves sofia, he really does and he doesn’t want to do to her what he did to y/n but he can’t help but think of what could’ve been or what could be if he were brave enough. Basically he thinks it’s too late.

With Barry and Topper it’s not much different than why they chose Rafe the first time. They are absolutely rude or die for him. They love yn so much and had it been anyone else doing to her what Rafe was they would’ve told her and killed the guy. But it was rafe and selfishly they didn’t want to hurt the band. So they kept their mouths shut in hopes that Rafe would get his shit together and yn would never find out. With Sofia, they see it the same way rafe does. It’s just a way that he gets his feelings out and since he doesn’t act on it, what could the harm be? (Men)

As for JJ (because he’s seen interacting with Rafe’s priv) he doesn’t give a singular shit. That man has met sofia maybe one time and doesn’t care what rafe does or doesn’t do with her. He loves yn and he tolerates rafe but he’s not willing to get in the way of anything.

As for the rest of the pogues, much like JJ, they don’t care. They also don’t see a lot of it. They’re kind of just minding their own business, some of them barely go on their socials. They’re busy people so they don’t have time to see that Rafe very much is still invested in yn.

Kelce is in med school, that man has no time for Rafe’s shenanigans.

Ms Sarah. Well last time this happened Sarah got burned. How do you think y/n found out? Sarah doesn’t want to start anything with her brother. She’s worked hard to mend and nurture their relationship and as long as rafe isn’t acting on anything she won’t say anything. She calls him out here and there but she’s not going to tell Sofia for fear of damaging their relationship.

Y/n, well obviously yn doesn’t see any of this but if she did you know that Sofia would be getting anonymous screenshots. She doesn’t want anyone to go through what she went through so that’s not something she would keep to herself. Which is why no one tells her, and because whenever rafe is brought up she shuts down. The two that would tell her about this, Pope and Cleo, they don’t follow his priv so they’re clueless as well.

Buuuut as for ms Sofia, it’s karmic isn’t it? She knew about yn and Rafe’s complicated little thing when Rafe pursued her and she didn’t put a stop to it. And she lied to y/n’s face about it sooo. She’ll stand up, just not any time soon.

#rafe cameron imagine #kildaresplit au

[seongminiz]

call me what you like - park serim

minors dni ; soft dom!serim x sub fem!reader ; 2432 words

warnings : jealousy/possesiveness , reader is insecure , praise , pet names (princess , good girl , baby) , fingering , unprotected sex , breeding , marking , does serim having a driving license count as mischaracterization ? , he also has a massive cock amen . an attempt at proper grammar but only partially proof read so if u find typos or me being an idiot n writing small comments in between no u didnt

first long-ish work i post on here feeling kinda nervous . no fr this is nerve wrecking idk im not good at writing descriptive smut ffs :D but i loved writing it ngl also something kinda upsetting happened today so it ended up a little more angsty than i intended it to be bc what r my fics if not insane projecting lol. the title is a lovejoy song but it has nothing to do with the lyrics i just needed a cool title n lovejoy r kinda the only non kpop music i regularly listen to

you and serim have been in a relationship for a few months now, and while of course you have some small arguments here and there, there have never been any big issues between you two. you love him, he loves you, and neither of you would ever doubt that. that is, until you end up being serim's plus one at some kind of event: you've been following him around all evening bc u have almost no idea of whats going on.

now, you're not usually the jealous type, you're okay with serim speaking to women other than you ffs that's his job, but the way some of them at this event are clearly flirting with him sets your jealousy issues off bad. watching your insanely handsome boyfriend be - or at least act - completely clueless about how they're clearly putting the moves on him, especially with how good he looks dressed like that, white shirt underneath his suit jacket straining against his toned body, leaving little to the imagination.. it pisses you off, to be completely honest.

you can't stand it, you can't stand how so many women, most of them you find clearly prettier than you, are able to get his attention like that, completely ignoring you even if you're basically clinging to his arm.you feel inadequate, just a mere presence they barely acknowledge with a small smile before going back to talk to serim. your serim.

what you fail to notice, though, is that serim is well aware of the shift in your mood. he doesn't know exactly what it's about, but he was pretty quick to sense how upset you had become just in a few minutes, trying to talk to as many people and as quickly as possible so you two could get out of there and he could give you his undivided attention.

of course, you don't know, too focused on dwelling on the jealousy building up inside you. you barely notice when serim gently shakes you, trying to catch your attention 'are you okay princess?' you sigh 'yeah.' your short reply isn't of any reassurance to serim, his thumb lightly rubbing your hip 'wanna go home?' you shrug, trying to hide your (very obvious) upset expression 'if we can, yes. but if you still have to... do whatever you were doing, we don't have to-'

'okay, got it. i'll talk to this one last person, and then we can go home, alright?' you nod, his arm leaves its place around your waist and you once again grab onto it, following his steps. your heart drops when you realize that, unfortunately, said person he has to talk to is a woman. which wouldn't even be that bad on its own, you can stand it for a few minutes (you really can't, but maybe you can convince yourself..), but she also happens to be the most attractive, hottest woman you've seen through the entire evening. you tune out the entire conversation, trying not to stare at her because everytime you take in another detail you feel like crying.

when serim finally cuts the conversation off, you politely - albeit coldly - bid your goodbyes to the woman, walking with serim out of the room and towards the parking lot. when you get to the car, you don't even wait for serim to open the door for you - he's dead set on giving you the full princess treatment - climbing in the passenger seat and slamming the door shut.

that's when serim realizes, this isn't just you feeling a bit under the weather, you're genuinely upset - and you weren't at the start of the evening, so he knows something that happened between then and now is the cause of your behavior. the fact you're giving him the silent treatment does irk him a little, but he knows that's how you act when something really bad happens, and he could never get mad at you for it.

despite his concern, serim still calmly gets into the car, turns it on and starts driving out of the parking lot and into the bright, artificially lit streets. glancing at you from time to time, he finds you looking out the car window, arms crossed over your chest, deep in thought. when you reach a particularly empty and straight part of the road, serim takes the chance to place his hand on your thigh, something you're both used to during your late night drives. what he doesn't expect, though, is for you to move your leg, wiggling out of his grasp (not that hard, since he wasn't putting that much strength in it in the first place).

serim raises an eyebrow, eyes still fixed on the road as his hand helplessly goes back to the wheel. his concentration on driving is what makes him miss the way you look back at him, concerned on whether you've gone too far or not. stopping at a red light, serim's eyes immediately find yours, desperate to get to the bottom of this 'what's wrong princess?' you shake your head, absent-mindedly reaching for his hand in search of any possible physical comfort. 'nothing, you're going to think it's stupid anyways,' you mumble. serim frowns, reaching to move a strand of hair behind your ear 'i would never. whatever it is, it's upsetting you, and I don't like seeing my baby like this.' his voice comes off more stern than he intended to, but his soft touch is there to remind you that he's not actually upset at you. he's just your concerned boyfriend.

serim moves his hand from the side of your head to your chin, tilting it so you have no choice but look at him 'so? what is it?' you pout. 'i'm jealous.' the look that crosses serim's face is a puzzled one 'what?' you shrug, averting his eyes 'you spent the entire night talking to other women, all better looking than me. i'm jealous,' you admit. serim is about to answer you, when the light turns green, the cold hue illuminating both of you. serim sighs, speeding up. 'we'll talk about it when we get home, yeah?' you nod, scared that you might have upset him. even if his voice didn't let that out, you can't help but wonder if he's disappointed in you.

serim parks in front of your apartment complex, a few seconds of you two sitting in the car in silence pass, until serim sighs, taking the keys and stepping out of the vehicle, making his way around it to open the door on your side too. god forbid he let you do it on your own again. you walk out, grabbing the hand he extended to you. everything is so silent, you again question if he's genuinely mad at you for how you acted. you knew you were being immature, giving him the silent treatment and all, you're just getting a taste of your own medicine, but you couldn't help it.

you were so caught up in your thoughts you didn't even realize you got to the elevator until the faint 'ding!' of it startles you. you step inside, never letting serim's hand go. 'you know i would never cheat on you,' serim breaks the silence, and your eyes widen in shock to the realization 'that's not what I was implying! i know you wouldn't! i just... those women were all so much prettier than me, and more mature and sophisticated, and hotter and... i'm just me. I felt so out of place, like i wasn't at your level. and it's totally not your fault! but i couldn't help but feel jealous, like I wouldn't even blame you if one day you decided i wasn't enough for you and left me for one of them. and i know you wouldn't but... it still hurts to think about it.' you start rambling, missing how serim tries to stop you a few times by calling your name.

when you finally look up at him, he has the softest smile plastered on his face and, before you can say anything else, he plants a kiss on your lips, his hands immediately finding their way to your hips. 'i would never chose anyone other than you. you're as perfect as you could be, i swear,' you can feel his breath against your lips as he talks, your heart beating furiously against your chest 'i don't care about any of them. you're all i need and you're more than enough, you're too perfect for me' he continues, only stopping to kiss you again. the elevator comes to a halt, and thats your cue to separate, but you know this isn't the end of it. serim's hand finds yours, as he lowers himself to speak into your ear 'i'll show you just how perfect i think you are, yeah?' he whispers, a shiver running through your body at the implication 'will you let me?' you nod furiously, your reaction making serim chuckle 'good girl' he says, kissing right below your ear before guiding you out the elevator.

the short way to your apartment is agonizingly slow, constantly interrupted by stealing kisses from each other and, when you finally manage to step inside, serim has you immediately pinned against the door, locking it behind you as he roughly kisses you. his hands are everywhere on you, your waist, your thighs as your dress slowly rides up to leave you more and more exposed with each movement.

'you don't even know how insane you've been driving me with this dress,' he groans, lifting you up with no effort and, as you wrap your legs around him, you feel his bulge pressing against you, a small moan leaving your mouth. 'serim... need you,' you whimper against his lips, a thin string of drool dripping from your lips onto his. serim smiles, capturing them in yet another kiss as he starts to carry you towards your shared bedroom.

he places you on the bed, your dress lifted all the way to your hips revealing your completely drenched panties. serim can barely contain himself, seeing you all spread out like that, for his eyes only, but he wants to make this all about you and your pleasure.

he starts to slowly undress himself, unbuttoning his shirt before slipping your dress off. your hands brush against his sides, tracing his defined body and tentatively going lower to rid him to his pants - no matter how many times you've seen him like this, it always leaves u in awe how a man this perfect could ever exist, and be your man at that. serim gently takes your hands in his, pins them over your head and places a soft kiss on your lips 'let me do all the work for once,' he says, hooking his fingers in your panties and sliding them off your legs.

before you know it, serim is three fingers deep inside you, opening you up for him bc no matter how many times you've taken him, you'll never get used to just how big his cock is. you've been incessantly whining for god knows how long, about how much you need his cock, you need him, and every time without fail serim replies that 'you already have me, princess, more than anyone in the world, you have all of me.' and proves his point by leaving yet another mark on your skin.

your thighs, your neck, your chest, every unmarked portion of your skin is soon bruised to the point anyone would assume he was the jealous one in the relationship. and maybe he is, just a little bit, recalling how revealing your dress - now discarded somewhere on the floor - was on you, so perfect on his princess but a little too perfect for any other men to look your way.

when serim removes his fingers from you, you're a mess, hair sticking to your forehead, breath heavy, tears running down your cheeks and ruining the makeup you worked so hard on for the event. but that's how serim likes you the most, when you're fucked out before he even gets to be inside of you, his pretty little mess, just for him.

and he tells you exactly that, as his cock finally sinks into you, groaning and rambling about how much he loves this sight, how he's so lucky to have you and how you're his and his only. the sweet praises partially distract you from the stretch, until he bottoms out and you both sigh in unison.

it's not long before serim starts thrusting into you, his pace picking up immediately but never getting quite as fast or rough as it usually would be. he wants to take it slow, savor the moment, his hand holding your hip while the other cradles the side of your face so your eyes don't stray away from him. it's hard to do so, when each thrust hits the perfect spot in you, as you fight the urge to let your eyes close.

'mine,' you moan against his lips, feeling him twitch inside of you 'all yours, princess. and you're mine too, can't stand it when everyone's eyes are on you, you're too pretty for this world.' despite the downright nasty predicament you're in, you can't help the way your heart fills with love at serim's words. you pull him in another kiss, your legs wrapping behind his back to push him deeper inside of you.

'then make me yours in any way possible,' you whisper. serim chuckles, slowing down his thrusts. it's not the first time he cums inside you, but before it was just a result of having unprotected sex. now it's a deliberate choice, to make you his in the most intimate way possible. 'yeah, princess? should i fill you up, mark you from the inside so everyone knows you're mine? would you like that?' you nod, squeezing around him as a particularly hard thrust hits a specific spot inside of you that has you letting out an high pitched moan.

serim's hand leaves your face, his rough fingers rubbing your clit and, before he can even tell you to, you're cumming, shaking as serim helps you ride out your orgasm and reaches his own, spilling inside of you as incoherent praises leave his mouth, telling you how good you've been for him and how much he loves you.

once you've both calmed down, serim presses a kiss to your forehead, holding you tight in his arms so that you can know you're really, uniquely his, and he's not going anywhere.

#🍰 seongminiz ! #🧇 crvt ! #first properly written work i post is abt serim n i feel that says a lot abt me idk #genuinely loved writing this i started giggling kicking my feet while proof reading #cravity hard hours #cravity smut #serim hard hours #serim smut #cravity x reader #serim x reader

[didishawn]

Hey bestie!!!! Your works are chef kiss 🤌🏼🤌🏼🤌🏼🤌🏼 uhm I was wondering if you can write angst w Ferran? Idk like there's an argument n he says something hurtful?? Miss ma'am tbh I have no clue what im requesting😭😭 all ik is that I'd like some angst ending in fluff pls??? N ur writing is amazing so 🤌🏼

Broken souls (Ferran x Reader)

Warnings: angsty with happy ending, mentions of Ferran's insecurities and mental health, mentions of the internet being assholes, Sira mention (not in a truly bad way as the girl is amazing)

Masterlist

You know Ferran adores Barça and loves playing in it, it's where his best friends play and 9ne the best club's out there, but sometimes you can't help but wonder if things would be better had he stayed in Manchester City.

Words can bring down even the happiest of people, that person who everyone knows to be the nicest, the funniest, being broken by people on the Internet feeling the need to comment on all his flaws and creating insecurities.

It's terrible for anyone, brings them down, worsens their mental health and makes them sometimes not be themselves.

Your boyfriend, you know is broken, as months pass by he becomes even more of a shell of his true self, he might pretend everything is alright out there, but you know it isn't.

He overworks himself, training hours not enough for him, locking himself in the gym or using the goalie on your backyard to practice until late night hours, then waking up even before the sun rises.

You know he is exhausted, but he refuses to stop, you are worried about what will happen to him, you have told him so multiple times, and the screaming match you both are having right now is a repetition, already happened.

"I just told you to please come to bed, I don't think there is nothing wrong with it!" you shout at him, trying to get your words through that thick head of his, he shakes his head, a smile that is not truthful, almost cruel.

"You don't fucking understand, don't you? How can I go to bed when I fucking suck! Its almost as if you have fun seeing how terrible I am!"

"How can you say that? You know I am your biggest supporter! I just think you should also keep in mind to take care of yourself!"

He gives a dry laugh, face to face with you as he glares down at you, you are not afraid though, you know he would never hurt you -at least not with his hands that he furiously moves around and points at you.

"Really? Because I think you enjoy it, having all culers hating on me, maybe you like that I have no one by my side to have me all for yourself! Always so fucking clingy" he sighs "Sira understood..."

You both tense, his eyes snap into yours, apologetic, trying to reach out for you.

"Love, I'm-"

"Fuck you, Ferran. If Sira was so much better then she can take care of you so you don't fucking die from exhaustion" you are in tears "I fucking care for you and you just treat me as if I was a parasite, someone you don't actually love, maybe you didn't want a girlfriend -at least not me as its obvious you did want Sira, you wanted someone to keep your house clean and all that shit so meanwhile you repay me like this"

You walk away from his, you don't let him grab you a she wants, picking up your purse and intentionally leaving the house keys behind. You stop, see the promise ring on your finger, and go to take it off, his hands stop you.

"Please, amor, don't do that I promise I will try to do better, ok? You are right, I am sorry for treating you like shit, I promise I will listen to what you say"

You laugh "Only when you are about to lose me do you react, how can I believe your words for a second if maybe this conversation will repeat itself in a week"

"It won't, ok? I swear, y/n, I will do my best so there is no repetition on this, I want you, I love you, I won't be able to do this without you. I know I am an asshole, bit the one good thing I have is you and I will make sure to always remind it"

You think it over for a second, dropping your purse you let his arms wrap around you, taking a moment in them, you then go on to whisper.

"You are still sleeping on the couch after that Sira comment"

"Totally worth it if you stay"

#barca #fc barca #barcelona #spanish nt #spain national team #spain nt #ferran torres imagine #ferran #ferran torres #ferran torres x reader #ferran torres angst #pedri

[threehuskiesinatrenchcoat]

It's me again, the one who said he was gonna write a makarov/graves fic (i have not yet)

tbh I do think graves x makarov is an amazing rarepair/crackship bc its just so funny pls its peak evil men yaoi like?? They could meet on a mission or smt and makarov has an anime style nosebleed bc oh no he's hot!!!

But anyways I need plot ideas I have base elements of characters and plot down but I think I need ur expert advice on being the one person who makes content of a ship bc the current graves/makarov fics are not it their all oneshots and the only continuous one is pretty angsty so

I definitely want makarov to get tazed at some point tho so let me know what u think this is so disorganised oml

ngl im wheezing at both "i want makarov to get tazed" and "they're peak evil men yaoi" bold of u to say i make content (well, of _A_ ship sure) bc i made like 2 (two) posts abt them lmao but lmao sure im on board i love ur idea abt makarov instantly being Down Bad it's the funniest thing ever especially in his circumstances. not like "oh hell yeah i want him", but "fucking hell. oh god. oh no. i think i want him"

i also feel like he would be kind of a jerk about this? mostly to save his own ego tbh. like, he def wouldn't show that _he's_ down bad, he's gonna act all high and mighty abt it like it's graves who should be grateful for the attention, in a "ur so lucky _i_ think ur hot" kinda way i also feel like graves would see right through that and try to lowkey bully him about it. like, makarov is not as subtle as he thinks he is and it's obvious he's a little (a lot) obsessed and graves finds it hilarious.

tbh i think they'd both be insufferable and enable each other's worst qualities <3

idk about specific plot ideas, what did u have in mind?? the idea abt them meeting on a mission kinda instantly made me think of makarov being obnoxiously flirty (in his own weird way) which kinda leaves graves a little puzzled like "does he want to kill me so bad, is he ??flirting??, or is he just.... like that"

they could meet on neutral ground afterwards? idk if you wanted the makarov getting tased thing comedic or serious but i just can't get the image of him falling victim to graves being paranoid out of my head and coming to his senses tied to a chair with graves like "ok what the fuck are you doing in my hotel room u freak??????"

[marimbles]

I know this is super random and like a year late, but as the consummate marichat fan, what were your thoughts on Elation?

first of all, apparently there are two definitions of the word “consummate” and until now i only knew the first one. HDNSND

second, i have many thoughts about elation but they are honestly kind of mixed and jumbled!!! On one hand, WHAT AN EPISODE!!!!! it still feels like a fever dream lmao. marichat fell in love and went on a cute little date and he took her up way in the sky with his baton carrying her princess style and then they tango’d over to andre’s and wanted to get Love ice cream and then they had the CUTEST KISS EVER!!!!! nose kiss cheek kiss lip kiss combo are you kidding. Are you KIDDING me. then he was trying to be respectful and not take advantage??? 😭 and she got AKUMATIZED bc she wanted to keep kissing him so bad??? HDJDJD and then the angsty second kiss to break her free omfggggggg people died (im people). the little moment at the end too when they agree to go their separate ways but hug like good friends who are in love. Waaaaa my heart. It was all really really good. I loved it. When I first watched it I kept having to pause and pace around like a madman fhsndn

On the other hand, it was so different from my personal vision of marichat that I wasn’t totally sure how to feel! The essence Marichat to me has always been a friends-to-lovers slowburn, so “sin ship” stuff or fics where they very quickly fall into a relationship against their better judgment have never been my cup of tea. And this episode felt like sort of a tamer, canon-appropriate version of that? It came on so fast and was over just as quickly. marichat ended up being just a one-night fling, basically. which is fine because I i always figured it wouldn’t play a big role in the plot—we got wayyyy more marichat than I ever expected to get! So I’m grateful! I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth haha. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel sort of disappointed in how it all played out. because while I’ve always been rooting for reverse crush development, I never truly wanted a “love square flip” in the sense of them completely switching love interests from ladrien to marichat. That idea never felt super authentic to the characters to me. I feel like OG crush is so baked in to the love square, you know? This probably sounds rich coming from such a loud annoying marichat stan lmao but I always think of them as still being partly in love with OG crush underneath it all, even if marichat are together.

Anyway, i guess I just had a hard time processing it at all because I had a very specific vision/preference for how I wanted the love square to play out—which was basically, reverse crush develops simultaneously with OG crush and they have to figure out how to deal with being in love with two people at once, and then at the reveal they get the relief of knowing it was always the same person all along, and of course they fell for them twice. Idk to me that would be the most satisfying culmination of the love square—one of the most interesting romantic plot elements I’ve ever seen! And that’s not how the show writers decided to go. Which is OK. We got so much good love square and there will be more to come. I really have been trying to let go of what was always just my personal preference for the LS. But at the time I couldn’t help but feel it was sort of wasting a lot of potential by going in this direction. And that did kind of sour my experience watching elation. marichat was set up and discarded so quickly, as if to both satisfy the fans and also shut them up lol. like “here, you got your marichat, you animals. and now that door is permanently closed bc we just proved how it would never work.” Hahaha. And tbh maybe that was a necessity! Like the closure of that possibility.

All in all elation was an amazing episode. It just made me sort of sad at the end, watching marichat die within minutes of becoming canon. also at the time there were a bunch of marichat stans being kind of obnoxious and salting on ladrien which also dampened the mood a lot for me. So I felt weirdly sad for a while after watching it, even tho it was such an exciting ride that I’d been looking forward to. I guess I just keep thinking “yes this is what I wanted!! …except not like this tbh”

lol I’m so entitled Im sorry….we ate SO good. Elation will always be iconic. Weredad is still my all-time favorite episode though! :)

#anon #ask #marichat #ml elation #ml

[alligaytorswamp]

i've seen few posts of kaeya and childe together on ur blog. And i'm kinda curious on why ur fascinated by this ship

"few posts"?? 😭

asdjhkajlhdjjshslkda sorry it's just this ship takes up too much of my personality to be just "few posts of kaeya and childe together" 😭😭😭

ERM ANYWAYS... AHHAHAJDSKASD

uhhh 1. i am not the guy to give good explanations for any ship im crazy about 2. bad memory and inability to talk eloquently be damned

i'd say that first of all they just *feel* right. which is -naturally- subjective as shit i just can see them interact, i can see the potential in their dynamic, kinda like... they have enough in common but also plenty of stuff they would have different opinions on. and all of it matches nicely where it's not "people who wouldnt get along due to crazy differences in morals and worldviews", it's more like "compatible people, whose differences can actually help them improve themselves"

uhhh ofc the whole abyss thing, kaeya being part of tartaglia's trial, hydro+cryo swag, them both being excellent big bros, etc etc (i probably am forgetting smth important) all of which helps me pretend they are real and canon

idk really how to explain it, it's just very real to me, and most of it i can only astral project into ur brain through vivid hallucinations i have about their interactions

and if i had to talk about my *personal* taste and why chaeya hits so hard, well it's just my fav "trope", where a character i don't care that much about (tartaglia) is simping HARD for the character a love (kaeya) LMAO i loveee seeing love fucking up imaginary people ok, AND my fav gets to receive all the attention teehee ^_^ (all of this is naturally kind of a joke, and only the surface level of what i think or i like about this ship)

maybe i could come up with more "reasons" .. errr.. tartaglia is crazy, but kaeya could handle that easily and make him better AND worse their banter would be immaculate, like u know they could have annoying fake conversations about weather and work with vague jabs and threats and somehow it's them flirting, but then also!! them talking fr?? being all fucking honest??? bruh. a man dedicated to his country and a man who had to question where he even belongs? wOooOOoOOw... angsty! deep! fascinating! now also take tartaglia's loyalty/dedication and throw all of it at kaeya? wow. have anyone ever gone crazy for kaeya like tartaglia could?? i need that and i think kaeya deserves that both are good with kids.... augh.... like consider all the 'political' tension there may be and them being on guard since this other guy lowkey highkey could be an enemy and then they both interact with klee. and like. WOW. no way this guy suddenly showing so much of his sweet and caring side?? 2094893 injured and 1 dead (it's me) ohhh they have such hardcore slowburn potential too... bc DENIAL ... and they shouldnt even like each other, but when they talk the sparks are fucking speeding thru and the flirting happens so naturally and oopsy daisy they are now casually writing each other letters totally insisting that all of it is to get some secret information out of the other but both long forgotten what that secret info even was AAAA ah.. there is just so much............... i could have written many novels of just my incoherent thoughts about them 😔

#ALTHO i dont think i have made 45 separate pieces of drawn content.. i think it's like ~30.. but also u know searching on tumblr is unreal #anyways #sorry.. i really dont know how to answer that LMAO #my heart chose a ship and my brain followed and made into a fixation #also i know for a fact there were like 2-3 post on here where ppl actually explained all the 'canon' parallels and other stuff #any of that would 10 times more useful than me #anonymous #ask adry #thanks for letting me have a little moment of ch-aeya craze heh

[rubyreduji]

eat your young | the games pt 2

tags: hunger games!au, fake dating, angst warnings: death, violence, survivor's guilt, panick attack-ish?, jihoon pov heavy ass chapter my bad i got caried away wc: 6.4k an: this chapter is particularly angsty idk im sorry fjdskladslk, BUT now that they are in the arena here is a rough map of what it looks like link

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You and Jihoon slowly walk up to Wonwoo. None of you say anything as you all stare at Seokmin’s body. You duly note that you still have to find Hansol as well. Wonwoo turns to you two as you approach, and you can see his eyes are moist with tears.

“I-, I should have,” Wonwoo’s voice breaks, “I shouldn’t have taken the knife. I was sitting watch and I asked him for it and if he had it he could have protected himself. If I was a better guard I-”

You place your hand on Wonwoo’s shoulder. “It’s not your fault. All the what if’s in the world can’t bring him back, but no matter what it’s not your fault. All we can do now is pay our respects.”

Wonwoo gives you a teary-eyed nod and you walk up to Seokmin’s body. You gently remove the knife from his stomach and set it aside before pushing his eyelids closed. You grab knife from the ground and then stand.

“Sleep well, Seokmin-ah,” Wonwoo whispers. It doesn’t take long for a hovercraft to show up. It grabs Seokmin’s body and you look away as his body is pulled up into the air.

A few minutes later there’s rustling in the trees and you whip around, only to see Hansol emerging from the trees.

“I’ve been hiding the whole time, are they gone?” You nod. Hansol continues to walk to the group, but frowns when he sees you all standing there. “Where’s Seokmin?”

You can’t look at Hansol in the face, so you look to the side when you respond. “He…didn’t make it through the attack.”

“O-oh.” Hansol doesn’t say anything else, he just walks up to the group and allows you to wrap him up in a hug. You don’t know if the hug is to comfort him or yourself, but it doesn’t really matter.

You knew that this was going to eventually happen, but you weren’t ready for it to be within the first day. You didn’t know Seokmin too well, you didn’t even like him that much, but it still pains you to lose someone you trusted enough to ally with.

“We’ll leave at daybreak,” you say. “There’s nothing here for us anymore.”

Everyone silently agrees with you and you walk off. You’re not sure how you feel. Guilty? Sad? Angry? All of the above?

You killed that District 1 girl. Jihyo. That was her name. You remember because she was the first one reaped this year. The boy had a hold on Jihoon and you blacked you and suddenly both Jihyo and the boy were on the floor, and Jihoon was safe. Underneath the surface she was just a person too, doing what she had to survive.

Ten people are dead and you’re not even through the first night. Ten people are dead, and you killed two of them. How many more are you going to have to kill until it’s just you and Jihoon left? Your throat tightens. What happens when you have to leave Wonwoo and Hansol? Are you going to let them die off? Are you going to kill them yourself?

You can feel your heart pounding in your chest. It echoes in your ears. You stare down at your hands. They’re shaking. It’s dark out but you can see the blood stained on them. Your knuckles are dark and bruised from the fight earlier. The weight of your axe feels too heavy on your belt right now.

“Y/N-” You feel a hand touch your shoulder and you jump away. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” You try to focus on the voice. It’s Jihoon’s. “Hey, breathe. It’s okay. I’m gonna touch you now, okay?” You feel Jihoon’s hand slide down your shoulder to your hand where he grabs it and squeezes. You squeeze back. You focus on your breathing.

It takes a minute, and you’re still shaken up, but your chest doesn’t feel so heavy and your ears aren’t ringing anymore. Your grip on Jihoon is tight and you’re sure you’re hurting his hands. Jihoon doesn’t complain though.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath. When you open your eyes again, you can see Jihoon’s face better. There’s concern set in his eyes.

“Y/N?”

“I’m sorry,” you whisper.

“You’re okay. This is all…a lot. I’m also still…” Jihoon doesn’t continue, but you understand. “We should just sleep.”

“I don’t think I can.”

“I know, but we’ll feel better after we sleep. Just try with me?” Jihoon’s thumb runs over your knuckles. “Even if you don’t sleep, at least lay down with me?”

“Yeah, yeah, okay.” You were fighting Jihoon earlier, but as soon as you lay down you feel your exhaustion take you over. Your mind is still reeling but Jihoon’s body is cuddled into your side and you can hear him breathing in your ear. You focus on his breath and eventually you’re able to drift to sleep.

The mood is somber in the morning.

“What’s the plan for moving islands?” Wonwoo asks.

Hansol is still asleep and you and Jihoon have just woken up. It seems Wonwoo wasn’t able to sleep last night.

“We have to think about threats that may be lurking on the other islands, but we’re already down ten tributes,” you say. You’re still buried deep into the sleeping bag. “I think that we should move to the next closest island though. It minimizes time in the water which means less threat from the tributes who can actually swim.”

You stir around and eventually climb out of the sleeping bag. Jihoon wants to pull you back in and stay there forever, but he knows he can’t do that, so he climbs out as well.

Jihoon knows he’s in the Hunger Games and truly only one person can win, but he wasn’t expecting to lose someone so soon. Especially the person who was his ally. Seokmin saw something in him that nobody else did and now he’s gone.

He told Jihoon about his family and the animals they worked with and how wanted to prove himself in the games. He didn’t want to be just some silly guy who didn’t stand a chance. It pains Jihoon to know that he will never be able to show everyone what he truly could do. Jihoon saw him in training working with the knife and ropes, he was truly skilled.

Jihoon can’t blame Wonwoo for taking Seokmin’s knife though. He was sitting watch at the time, he needed protection too. The whole situation was a tragedy.

“Can someone wake Hansol up? I want us to move out as soon as possible,” you say, breaking Jihoon from his thoughts. “I’ll try and combine all of our items into one bag for easier travel.”

“Y/N-ah,” Jihoon gasps a bit and you look over at him. You look a bit shocked as well.

“Jihoon, your neck.” Jihoon reaches up and touches his neck. It’s still tender from last night.

“It’s…really bruised,” Wonwoo explains. “Y/N, your face is too.”

“Yeah, because that District 1 bitch punched me,” you grumble. Your fingers are also all beat up, purple and red spattered over your knuckles. “We don’t have time to dwell on appearances though. We have to get moving.”

Eventually everyone is awake and everything is packed and ready to go. The group stands on the edge of the island and you scope out which island is the closest.

“That way.” You point to the right. In view there’s another island that looks very green with trees and a bit of sand surrounding it, like a beach. It’s most likely a jungle styled island, there’s been a few arenas in the past that have had similar themes.

The swim looks a little bit less than a mile which Jihoon internally groans at.

It already took him an embarrassingly long time to swim from the Cornucopia to the island they’re on, and that was probably a little over a quarter of a mile. It doesn’t seem like anyone in their group are exemplary swimmers though and Jihoon knows you’re just hoping the District 4 tributes don’t come after you guys.

You’re securing your axe and the bag to your person you turn to the group. “Are you guys ready?”

“What if I drown?” Hansol asks, looking worried.

“You won’t. You were able to get across the sea the first time and you were in distress.”

“You basically dragged me the whole way.”

“Then I’ll drag you again if needed. I’m not staying on this island, so it’s do or die.”

“You know we could die, while doing,” Wonwoo says. “I’m fine with this plan, I’m just stating the facts.” You roll your eyes at him.

You don’t seem to be taking any more complaints as you wade into the water. You get until it’s deep enough you can start swimming and you take off. Wonwoo is quick to follow after you.

Jihoon follows after you, knowing that out of everyone here he’s the one who has the least say in staying on the island or not. Where you go, he follows. Seeing everyone else take off Hansol sighs and gets into the water as well. Good choice, you do have all the supplies after all.

Jihoon was never taught how to swim. It’s a bit hard to learn when you live in the middle of the woods. Out of everyone, Wonwoo is the best swimmer. You’re not too bad yourself and Jihoon wonders where you learnt to swim. Jihoon on the other hand, is struggling. He’s basically flailing around in the water and trying his best to not get water in his mouth. It only works once in a while. His spear isn’t making things easier and he almost keeps poking himself in the face.

Hansol is in the same boat as Jihoon is and Jihoon doesn’t know if that makes him feel better or worse. It’s probably been thirty minutes and the group is still only halfway through. If it wasn’t for Jihoon and Hansol, Jihoon thinks you and Wonwoo would already be to the other island.

The water isn’t as cold as it was the first time they swam through it though, and Jihoon is grateful for that.

It takes probably another twenty minutes to reach the shore of the island and Jihoon falls down onto the sand. His body is tired and he’s completely wet and still a bit cold. At least nothing attacked them while swimming.

“A jungle, huh,” Jihoon hears you muttering.

You’re standing next to his head staring at what lays beyond the beach. You’re still dripping wet and Jihoon stares in awe at the way the sun shines against your dewy skin. Your hair is hanging lip in your face and you’re slighting scowling, but Jihoon still thinks you look gorgeous.

“Hey Soonyoung?” You yell to the sky, not caring if you’re alerting any dangers your location. “Can we get some water or something?”

Oh right, sponsorships. Jihoon wonders if he has any. Or more if you have any. He’s sure you do, not just from your high training score and charming interview, but also due to the fact the whole Capitol seemed obsessed with your storyline with Jihoon. Especially the part where you vowed to get him home safe.

You stand there for a moment more and when nothing happens you grumble, “Fucking useless. Come on Ji, we gotta go find some water.”

You reach down and help Jihoon up on his feet. You reach over and push Jihoon’s wet hair out of face and smile at him softly. Jihoon blushes.

Jihoon follows closely behind you as you lead the group into the jungle. The foliage is thick and you keep having to use your axe to chop it out of the way. It seems like no threats reside on this island. At least not right now.

Jihoon’s eyes scan the area, looking for something. Food, water, shelter, danger. He’s not sure, but he’s looking. There’s a glint of something up ahead, like the reflection of water.

“Look.” Jihoon points and you follow his gaze.

“Let’s go check it out.”

As Jihoon gets closer to it, he realizes it is water. A giant pond surrounded by plants glistening in the sunlight.

“I don’t trust it,” you say softly.

Wonwoo steps up beside you. He squints at the water before moving closer to it to inspect it. “It looks artificial. It could be dangerous.”

Wonwoo looks around before picking up a stick from the ground. When he throws it into the water, the water around it sizzles. Jihoon wonders if it’s some kind of acid. It’s at least not safe to drink.

“Water!” Hansol proclaims and runs down to the pond. You try to grab him but you miss.

“Hansol, no!”

Hansol’s hands are already in the water before he hears you and he quickly pulls his hands back, hissing. He quickly wipes his hands on the ground, trying to get the ‘water’ off of them. When he brings his hands up, they’re red and blisters are already starting to form.

There’s a scowl on your face as you move down towards the water. Jihoon thinks you’re going to help Hansol, but you get up into Wonwoo’s face instead.

“What the fuck was that?”

“What are you talking?” Wonwoo glares at you back.

“You didn’t stop him. You saw him coming, you knew the water was dangerous, and yet you let him stick his hands right in it.” You shove at Wonwoo’s shoulder a bit.

Wonwoo rolls his eyes, like he’s annoyed at you. “What was I supposed to do? I didn’t know he was gonna stick his hands right in it. I barely had time to even realize he was there.”

“How unaware can you be to not notice? We’re supposed to be looking out for each other.”

Jihoon quickly moves towards you two, not wanting the fight to evolve into something worse. He tugs at your arm and puts his body between you and Wonwoo.

“Y/N-ah, come on. We have to help Hansol.” Jihoon is able to pull you away from the fight, but there’s still a scowl set on your face as you move over to where Hansol is nursing his hands.

“We need fresh water to clean his hands,” you say. “I think there’s some ointment in the first aid stuff. We just need water.”

Ding.

Jihoon looks up to see a silver container floating down out the sky. It lands on the ground.

A sponsor gift.

You quickly grab it and open it. Inside is a piece of metal tubing shaped strangely. Jihoon’s never seen something like it before and he tilts his head, trying to figure it out. You seem to know what it is though as you stand and move over to the tree.

You hold it up to the tree and use the back of your axe to push it into the tree. Jihoon then gets it. It’s a tap.

A few seconds later water starts to pour out of the tree and Jihoon helps Hansol move over so he can wash his hands off. You dig around in the bag and grab out the bandages and the water canteen. Everyone takes turns drinking the water before you fill up the canteen and pocket the tap.

You and Wonwoo both look to have cooled down now that you’ve drank some water and Jihoon hopes it stays that way. Starting a fight with the allies is not a great way to stay alive.

“We should find some food,” Wonwoo suggests. You nod.

“Let’s split up. We’ll meet back here when the sun is at it’s highest,” you tell the group.

“What happens if we run into trouble?” Hansol asks.

“Do your best to get away, come find us. You’ll be safe though, Wonwoo will protect you. Right?” You shoot Wonwoo a look and he looks like he wants to start another fight but nods.

“Right. I have a knife. We’ll be okay.”

With that you split up. Wonwoo and Hansol go in one direction, while you and Jihoon go in the other direction.

“Do you trust Wonwoo with Hansol?” Jihoon asks you once they’re out of earshot.

“No, but I trust him with you less, and I’m not letting you and Hansol on your own out here,” you respond. “I don’t think he’s going to do anything though.”

Jihoon reaches out for your hand, a desire to comfort you overtaking him. You squeeze his hand.

You two walk in comfortable silence, looking for something to eat. Jihoon went to the plant survival station, but he can only remember a few of the poisonous plants and even fewer edible ones.

The air is hot and uncomfortable and Jihoon misses the cold climate from back home. District 7 may not have always been kind to him, but Jihoon finds himself missing a lot from back home. One thing mainly being his guitar.

He wishes for nothing more than to be sitting in Beomju’s living room, writing music with the older boy. They’d take a break a few hours in so Jihoon can stretch his legs. They’d eat lunch together and then Beomju would suggest they talk a walk into town.

While in town they would walk the market and see what everyone was selling that day. Maybe Beomju would convince Jihoon to buy something that tickled his fancy. Sitting at a booth towards the end would be Joshua with his hand beaded bracelets.

If Jihoon was lucky you’d be in town as well. You’d have a bundle of wooden boards hauled on your shoulder and you’d stop for a moment to talk to Joshua. Jihoon would stare at you, the way he caught himself doing multiple times.

It never meant anything. Just Jihoon appreciating the skills of something he could never do. He’s let his eyes linger on the muscle of your arms before you were off again and Jihoon would wonder what it’s like to be you.

“Ji,” you say. The real you, not the one in Jihoon’s thoughts. Jihoon blinks and suddenly his daydream has disappeared and you’re staring at him. The one real thing about Jihoon’s imaginary scenario, is that you’re just as good looking in real life.

“Sorry I spaced out. What’s happening?”

“Look.” You nod your head towards something in the distance. When Jihoon gets a better glance he sees it’s a type of hog. It’s staring back.

“Is it a mutt?”

“It would have attacked already if it was,” you say in a hushed whisper. “What I think it is, is our meal for the next two days.”

“How are we going to kill it?”

“We? You’re the one holding the spear Jihoon-ah.”

“Me! I can’t do that. I can barely even throw the thing, let alone aim well enough to hit something. What about your axe?”

“It’s too clunky. Sure, I can throw it, but it’s not really meant for long distance. The spear is quicker and easier.”

Deep down Jihoon knows you’re right, but he’s not going to risk not eating for the next two days just because he can’t aim.

“Why can’t you do it?” Jihoon tries to push the spear into your hands but you shove it back.

“I don’t know how to use that thing any better than you do. You’ve been training with it for three days. You can do it, Ji, I believe in you.”

Jihoon has to stop himself from getting weak at the knees from your words, but it’s hard when you’re looking at him like that and using that nickname on him. All of Jihoon’s friends call him “Hoonie” and he kind of hates it. It’s too cute. No one takes him seriously already and the childish nickname doesn’t help. ‘Ji’ is different though. It gives Jihoon strength.

Jihoon lets out a huff. He can do this. He turns towards the hog and stares it down. He lifts the spear and readies himself. He’s been able to hit the target before in training, he can do it now. Jihoon reels his shoulder back before launching the spear into the air.

It flies across the jungle. It’s a bit wobbly and Jihoon’s arm muscle feels weird after, but none of that matters when the knife sinks into the boar’s leg. It lets out a high pitched squeal and tries to run but falls to the ground instead.

Jihoon didn’t kill it, but he did immobilize it.

“Oh my god, you hit it! I knew you could do. I’m so proud of you Songbird!” You scoop Jihoon up into a hug. He hugs you back tightly, filled with ecstasy. He hit it. “Come on!” You grab his hand and pull him towards the hog.

Jihoon doesn’t think he’s seen you this excited in a while and it makes him feel good knowing he caused it.

The pig is still squealing when you approach it. You pluck Jihoon’s spear out of its leg and it lets out another whine.

“Sorry dude,” you tell the hog before stabbing the spear down into its heart, killing it for good. You hand the spear back to Jihoon and he grimaces at the blood on it.

You lean down and pick up the boar. Jihoon takes a second to admire your sheer strength before following after you back to the meeting spot. Jihoon hopes that Wonwoo and Hansol found even more food as well. If they did, the group would be set for food for a while.

It’s past the meeting time when you get back to camp and Wonwoo and Hansol are waiting for you and Jihoon already.

“Woah!” Hansol perks up when he sees you two approaching. “Wonwoo look!”

“Wow,” Wonwoo whispers in awe.

“It’s so big Y/N! How are you carrying it so easily?” Hansol asks as you drop the hog onto the ground.

“I carry around trees for a living Sol, a pig is nothing.” And yeah, how is Jihoon supposed to find that anything but attractive.

“Look what we found!” Hansol moves back to where Wonwoo is sitting. Laid out on a dried piece of bark is an assortment of nuts and fruits. “Wonwoo was able to remember what was and wasn’t edible and collected as much as we could.”

“Good job kid,” you tell Hansol as you ruffle his hair. “Come on, help me collect some wood and we can start a fire.”

Despite him not being in the original alliance, Hansol seems to be a good fit for the team. More importantly, he seems to be a good fit for you. Jihoon doesn’t know the relationship you have with your sister, but it’s clear from the way you interact with Hansol that you’re a good older sibling.

Jihoon stares down at the boar. He’s not exactly sure how to skin it and cut the meat properly. He wishes Seokmin was here. He’d probably know what to do.

Jihoon is still contemplating on what to do with the pig when a cannon goes off. Jihoon jumps. He looks around wildly. Wonwoo is still sitting in the same place he’s been in since you and Jihoon walked up. You’re a few yards away. You have a hand wrapped around Hansol’s wrist, but both of you seem okay.

Jihoon lets out a sigh of relief. You guys are all okay. It was someone else. That thought doesn’t make Jihoon feel great, but it does make him feel better, as guiltily as it makes him feel.

It’s a good reminder to Jihoon that despite feeling joyful over killing the boar, he’s still here, in the arena, always two seconds away from dying.

You leave Jihoon to teach Hansol how to start a fire. You have a boar to figure out how to skin. You frown down at it. You work with trees for a living. How the hell should you know what to do with the damn thing.

The first step is clean your knife. You still have the knife used to killed Seokmin in your bag and as sick as it is to use it for this purpose, you don’t have many other options. You clean the knife off with some water and a bit of the iodine before moving back to the boar.

You decide to just go for it. You slit the stomach open and take all of it’s insides out, doing your best not to gag as you do. You don’t get how people can do this for a living.

“Do you, uh, need help?” You look up to see Wonwoo standing over you. You’re honestly still a bit upset from earlier, but you know you can’t hold a grudge if you want to stay on Wonwoo’s good side.

“I have no clue what I’m doing,” you admit to him. It’s a peace offering. You’re not going to apologize, but it doesn’t seem like Wonwoo’s expecting you to.

Together you two are able to sort of get the hog skinned and cut up in a way that it can be ate. The fire is raging on and you take your place next to Jihoon. You cook the meat in silence and when it’s finished you wrap most of it up in a few big leaves and put in the bag with the goods that Wonwoo and Hansol found for later.

When you guys are done eating you put out the fire. You’re not sure what else to do now. You have food and water and could easily make shelter. It’s not like you guys are going to go out and hunt other tributes down.

The rest of the day is spent uneventfully which, while in the Hunger Games, is a good thing. You guys decide to keep camp by the acid lake, as it’s a good landmark. Once the sun starts to set you roll out the sleeping bag and climb in, Jihoon following right behind you.

When the anthem plays, you don’t bother looking at the sky. You squeeze your eyes shut and bury your face into Jihoon’s neck. You already know two out of three deaths that have happened since the last time the recap happened, and it doesn’t matter who the third person is. You don’t even let yourself hope that it’s one of the careers. It’s obviously no one that noteworthy, from how none of the boys comment on it.

It's been an emotionally charged day with highs and lows and you easily drift to sleep in Jihoon’s arms.

Wonwoo wakes you up halfway through the night to take your shift on watch. You climb out of the sleeping bag and sit against a tree. Nothing happens the whole night and when the sun starts to come up you crawl back into the sleeping back with Jihoon.

He stirs a bit, his arms wrapping around you when you settle beside him. You drift back to sleep and don’t wake up again until midday. There are no posing threats yet and it’s not like you guys have anything else to do.

When you finally do wake up, Jihoon and Wonwoo are chatting in soft voices. You climb out of the sleeping back and pack it up before sitting down between Jihoon and Hansol. The youngest boy hands you a sliver of meat that you take and eat.

You’re still slightly waking up when a cannon goes off. It wakes you right up.

That makes twelve. Twelve tributes dead in a span of three days. Five of the careers are alive. Four people are left in your group. That means there are three others out there.

One of the careers is immobile though, you remember. During the bloodbath you put your axe in one of the District 4 tributes’ leg. You’re sure they got some kind of medicine for him, but it’s unlikely he’s completely ready to swim and run within three days.

You’re still running numbers and the possibility of the careers dwindling when the ground starts to shake.

“What the hell?” Wonwoo asks. You stand up but your legs are wobbly from the unstable ground. You grab the bag of supplies and your axe. Your free hand finds Jihoon’s.

You make your way through the jungle until you come back out on the beach. The ground is shaking, sand particles jumping around in the air, when you look across the sea. Your jaw drops at the sight.

Slowly being overtaken by the water is the island you were inhabiting yesterday. You watch in silence as the island slowly sinks further and further down before it’s completely submerged, nothing left but a giant patch of water.

“What the fuck,” Jihoon mutters next to you once the ground stops shaking.

“It’s the Gamemakers,” Wonwoo states. “Half the tributes are already gone. They’re going to try and force us together more.”

“By sinking the islands?” Hansol is the most concerned out of everyone. “What if they sink the island we’re on?”

“Then we swim,” you say. “There’s nothing we can do about it Sol-ah. That’s just how the game is.”

You suppose you should have more emotion towards the whole sinking island thing, but you’ve seen enough footage from other arenas that you’re not too surprised. You’re more upset about the ground shaking than the disappearing island.

You move back to your camp. If you don’t have to do anything today, you’d rather not. You do feel a bit bored though. You have half the mind to just start chopping down trees, but you’re not that bored yet.

“We should set up some traps,” Wonwoo suggests, “incase any threats come near the camp.” It’s like there’s anything better to do.

“What are you thinking?”

“We could take some of the vines and weave them into a net. We can hide it under some of the thicker parts of the leaves.”

It’s a good idea. Not surprising that it’s coming from Wonwoo though, you did decide to have him as an ally because he’s smart. The other boys agree as well, and you all split up to collect vines. Hansol and Jihoon go off while you and Wonwoo stroll around the jungle together.

“So you guys make all the technology for the Capitol, what’s it like living in such a rich district?” You ask Wonwoo.

“It’s not as great as it seems. Sure, we have a lot of benefits, but it’s definitely not like we’re the Capitol or District 1 or anything. We are able to use a lot of the technology we make though, so that’s nice. We still have a lot of problems though, especially in the part of the district I live in. It’s hard for my parents to find jobs and I still have to take out a tesserae every year,” Wonwoo says.

You’ve never talked to anyone outside of District 7, so you listen intently as he talks about what it’s like in District 3. You’re sure your conversation isn’t going to be broadcasted to the public, but you find you actually like that idea. This is just a conversation for you and Wonwoo.

“The school is good though, and they start everyone off really young so even the younger generations can start inventing the next new product for the Capitol.”

“Ah, District 7 schooling is okay. It’s really just basics and everything else is learned through trade. I probably spent more time in the lumber yard and in the forest than I did in the classroom. If it was really necessary, I would just skip school and go right to work.”

“You didn’t worry about your education?”

You laugh. “No, it’s not really important when you’re a lumberjack.”

You two have a good accumulation of vines and you two move back to the camp where Jihoon and Hansol have already sat down and started to weave the vines together.

“So what else do you do other than cutting down trees?” Wonwoo asks you as he sits down next to Hansol.

“I just do more woodworking,” you admit. “Carving and carpentry and other stuff.”

“Ah, I’m sure that nice though, having easy access a supply of wood.”

“Eh, not always. We can’t really use the wood we produce unless we buy it, but I get good prices because my boss likes me. The Peacekeepers aren’t always happy with him, but he runs the biggest lumber yard in the District and he has good ins with the mayor so it’s not like they can do anything about it.”

Hansol’s attention is drawn by this. “Are the Peacekeepers in your districts strict?”

“Very,” Wonwoo says. “Most people in District 3 behave though, so it’s not a big problem. When someone does act out though, it’s not a pretty sight.”

“Our Peacekeepers are…give and take,” you answer. “They’re easy to rile up but also easy to calm if you know how to work them.”

“Which Y/N does,” Jihoon pipes up. You raise an eyebrow at you. “Admit it, everyone likes you. I’ve seen your run-ins with the Peacekeepers before, you always are able to weasel your way out of it.”

You didn’t realize Jihoon knew about your interactions with the Peacekeepers which probably happened at least once a week. The Peacekeepers in your side of town where you live are a lot more lenient with you, but the ones closer to the town and in the area you work are a bit harsher and take a bit more finagling to get around.

“The Peacekeepers in District 12 aren’t like that at all,” Hansol says. “They’re friendly for the most part, but that’s probably because nobody wants to be stationed in Twelve, so they don’t care much what we do either.”

You never thought about what the Peacekeepers were like in other districts, but you guess it makes sense that the rules are less enforced in the poorer districts. You’re sure the Peacekeepers in District 2 are awful, especially since they’re trained there.

You and the boys spend the rest of the day talking about your lives back home and weaving the net together. Right before the sun sets you and Wonwoo are able to set the net trap so whoever gets caught in it will be suspended in the trees.

You know that soon you’ll have to split up from Wonwoo and Hansol. You were hoping to have more time together, but with only three other non-career tributes, the hard truth is that you guys won’t be able to stay together for much longer without being enemies.

You’ll have to split up soon, but not yet.

No more canons go off that night. Or the next day. Or the next. It’s boring, not that you want anyone to die. You spend the days talking to the boys and occasionally taking walks with Jihoon. Nothing actually happens until the next day during the evening.

You and Jihoon have just got back from looking for food (you were able to kill a bird) when you get jumped.

They drop out of the sky, but it’s more likely they’re coming from one of the trees. A good way to avoid the trap you laid. You’re not sure how they got up there without Wonwoo or Hansol noticing, but you can’t really focus on that when you’re struggling to fight them.

Their fingers claw at your eyes and your body falls to the ground. You two roll around, punch at each other. Your axe is attached to your belt, but your hands are too occupied to grab it. You’re strong, you could probably overpower them, but they keep slicing at your face with their nails and you can’t completely focus.

You grab their arms and throw them. They don’t go far due to the awkward angle, but you’re able to get your bearings and stand up. They lunge at you again and you’re ready for them this time. You swing your axe at them and they stumble back before the blade can hit them. You’re on them in a second, slamming them against a tree and they punch your jaw. What is with the people you fight going for your jaw?

They kick at your knee and your leg buckles and you loosen your grip on them. It’s just enough that they’re about to tackle you back down to the ground. You see the glint of a knife and for a split second you wonder where they pulled it out from.

Just as they’re about to slice you, something takes the person off you. When you sit up you see it’s Wonwoo. They go through a tussle of their own, but Wonwoo is easily overpowered due to his skinny stature. You swoop in again, swinging your axe at the person. Your blade slams into their side with a squelch and they fall off of Wonwoo with a groan, their blood spurting into the air. They stagger to their feet but before they can make another move you shove the top of your axe into their chest and they fall back, flying right into the pond.

You wince as they scream in agony, the liquid hissing and bubbling around them. Soon the screaming stops and a canon goes off. Wonwoo is still on the ground, his breathing heavy. You move over to him, about to thank him and help him up, when you see the blood covering his hands.

Wonwoo’s neck is also covered in blood and his breathing is labored for more than one reason.

“Wonwoo?” Your voice is soft as you sink down to your knees.

“Y-Y/N.” Wonwoo’s hand twitches and you grab it.

You don’t know what to do. Wonwoo is bleeding out and dying because he saved you and you don’t know what to do. Your panic only subsides because Wonwoo is trying to talk to you. His words come out slow and pained.

"I know you haven't trusted me this whole time, and you know, I haven't trusted you either, and that's what made you such a good ally. Thank you for being my friend Y/N-ah."

Friend.

The word pierces your heart. Jeon Wonwoo is your friend.

His grip on your hands is tight...until it's not. The sound of the canon going off makes you jump. You fix Wonwoo's bangs and straighten his glasses on his face before moving away from his body. The hovercraft comes down and picks him up and all you can do is stare as tears threaten to fall down your face.

"Y/N…” Jihoon approaches you softly as the hovercraft disappears. You turn to look at Jihoon and the look on his face breaks you. You stumble over to Jihoon and fall into his arms and finally let yourself sob.

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[scover-va]

I need to know more about Michael's mom... Is she a cool mom?

SHE IS A VERY COOL MOM janet afton you will always be famous. to me

Im taking this as a chance to finally ramble abt her anyways so Janet's core inspo when designing her was to avoid 2 key things. Don't make her like Immortal & Th Restless's Clara (due to clara representing michael, not mrs afton, so i wanted to avoid that), and don't base her too heavily off of Ballora. I still have ties to Ballora's character (a music-based theme, blue-centric colour palette, im sure there were more basic ideas but everything else is more hc than themes to keep up) due to my hc thingy of each Funtime having ties to William's wife + kids, but yknow.

But yeah. Funky lady who played bass guitar + did backup vocals in a band during her high school and college years. Literally her and William dating can be summed up by "Seriously, what do you see in that guy?!" "He makes me laugh." bc she was and is WAY out of his goddamn league. Not just bc of the whole serial killer thing he was just an even bigger loser in college. Normal people dont develop a crush on a woman after she nearly breaks your nose and makes you bleed, William /j

But yeah uhh. I also dont like the idea of her being absent or neglectful purely because I got way too attached to her (i was originally gonna do that just to make things easy for myself but. Pretty lady,,, I am a very simple lesbian what can i say) so like. She obviously wasnt the greatest, most fantastic mom to ever exist given she was kinda maybe sorta well aware William was making some weird fucking clowns, but like. Hey. She tried. Also side note my reasoning for her being absent during the whole. Yknow. '83 event (and just evan's bday in general) is bc Evan + Elizabeth are twins and Elizabeth demanded a girls-only trip for her bday, and Janet promised Evan she'd do something just as special for him when she got back. That never happened bc he died lmao loser /j

But yeah uhh. Shes got a lot of regrets. Wishes she coulda done a lot of things better. Kinda dies with those regrets. Ive seen people say that one of fnaf's charms is that no character is 100% good and i LOVE that, and wanted to keep it up with Janet. Good mom and overall a good person, however made some bad decisions along the way and whatnot.

Im still working out specifics (ive been slowly working on a lil private fic abt her and william meeting + their early relationship) but uhhh. Minor notes that dont get their own paragraphs is that William sampled her voice for Ballora so yay easy voice claim, she had an on and off relationship with her band's lead singer (her name's Bev), her birth name is actually Janice Schmidt but if you call her Janice she'll knock at least 2 of ur teeth out, she's a runaway teen and got adopted by this older couple bc her home life kinda sucked (idk specifics yet), and also girlie has an extensive criminal record of minor angsty teen type charges. Also teen Mike dying his hair and then 2020's Michael's hairstyle are both kinda references to Janet's hair because he wnated to look less like his father. Thats all ty. No read more bc you WILL look at my mrs afton post, boy /j

Actually no theres more that im remembering as i write the tags and edit a few details. Back to her and William because god im insane about them. So for starters it. Well i was gonna say Janet was def the first to flirt but i think William definitely developed a crush first and they only kept talking bc of said crush so its kinda up for debate. Anyways yeah at first it was a HUGE sorta like "Well he's funny especially when I fluster him so this can be just a fun lil thing" but because they chatted more they def kinda like. Clicked more. William was a huge fan of listening to her music (from. a distance. he looked kinda like a creep but at least janet only misinterpreted it once) but like *specifically* janet he didnt give a fucking shit abt the rest of the band. Uhh. They had their first run-in and janet kinda. Well. Punched him in the nose before he cleared up that he is NOT a pervert or anything weird like that (bc a guy that looks older than he is staring from a distance when there is a clear crowd he could join kinda gave janet the Wrong idea), then they later bumped into each other in the hall and chatted for a bit, then they kinda just kept "accidentally" running into one another. Uhhh. Some cigaerette-themed flirting and a house party later, yay dating :] can you tell where the current cut-off of the fic is /j Also idk how to put this down properly but they are both runaways and can kinda. Get that vibe from one another. Literally Michael is like some fucked up abomination of the both of them between the troubled past + weird situationship thing + runaway stuff + a lot of minor details that arent important rn. I just. Yeah Janet means the world to me go thru her tag on my blog for some art. Not all of my janet art is posted but the non-posted stuff is all concept work/doodles or just. Shit im too embarrassed to post lmao. Anyways NOW im done ty for reading

#scov.txt #janet afton #fnaf: hauntings of the past au #scov.ocs #it goes into the oc tag bc fuck you thats why #RRAUAGAH I AM. SO INSANE OVER HER #afton family and their weird gay situationships. aka will + henry and mike + jeremy and janet + bev #IK A LOT OF THIS ISNT EVEN ABT HER KIDS im so sorry #i dont have a lotta thoughts on evan and honestly i domt have a lot of family details figured out #like. everything is kinda just. general basics #plus also i dont wanna give janet too much focus on account of shes not. extremely important #she has her role to play in the au but theres far more influential characters yknow?? #anyways for those of you who have read this far both w/ post and tags. i have one last thing to share #my gf and i have a spinoff au and she and henry are currently dating (both got divorced long in advance dw) #(like. several decades ago. bc this is ghost shenanigans in the sb era) #thats all ty and gn (<- not sleeping its just night where i am)

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

ARI *slams palm on table* i WOULD LIKE TO KNOW. YOUR JJK CHASE ATLANTIC THOUGHTS PLEASE. (i agree very geto very gojo very megs)

SEL. take a seat we’re gonna be here for a while. here r some snacks for u while u read <33 🍦🥪🥤

but okokokok so these are my general assignments!!!!! pls let me know what u think…

gojo; heaven and back, ozone, obsessive, vibes

geto; swim, triggered, hold your breath, moonlight

megumi; roxanne, august

FIRST OFFFF heaven and back…… obvious gojo pick. sue me but it rly is so Him. so pretty and angelic and high and mighty………. but also kinda melancholic?? the way he flirts w godhood…. yeah. the chorus makes me think of him so bad sel. and the instrumental in general.. hhhh…. T_T

and then!! ozone!!! star and space symbolism aside…. its just so pretty and soft n hypnotic. and the lyrics GOD the lyrics sel…. the angst of it all. the same person that i need is the one i’m running from // i don't know why……….. oh, no, you don't understand // i neglected you again (explodes) 

as for obsessive and vibes….. no pun intended but both of these just have gojo vibes to me. Extreme gojo vibes. they feel so warm and nice 🥺☹️ n make me smile sm!! i can see the edits in my head 

BUT ALSOO the lyrics in vibes……….

oh, she says i’m out of her league // i don't think so // i’m not ready to leave, but i should go

and i’m ready if you're ready to go // just say the word, just say the word // please say the word

let this feeling slide // and girl, i’m yours tonight 

HEAVY on the last one im a big advocate of satoru ”im yours” gojo <33

(also sel…. i just finished reading col 2 and im gonna write a whole bible for it BUT for some reason these lyrics just make me think of col!reader and gojo…… idk why exactly its just such a lovely song and it makes me think of like. gojo being w someone hes comfy with!!!! after hes started letting his guard down more…. can i imply that it’s alright to let me in? // just give me time PSJFJD THEY MAKE ME INSANEEE)

but okok gojo aside. cracks knuckles….. Sugu Time

ive assigned him angsty songs but also some that r very soft bc to me he just has that contrast yknow…. teen sugu is the softest boy in the world to me but obv breakdown sugu is angsty and cult leader geto is just Twisted. and i love them all!!!!

swim…… its just. mesmerizing and pretty but also just a lil twisted to me… i feel like it can work for a lot of different versions of sugu. you picked a dance with the devil and you lucked out……… world is on my shoulders // keep your body open……. i’m exorcising demons, got ’em running ’round the block now???? its HIM.

AND AND….. triggered. this one is mostly just the overall vibe and the way it sounds but like… idk. i can just SEE the edits in my head yknow……. geto during his deterioration…. the moment he just snaps. and then his acceptance afterwards…. patience is a virtue // and i’m all out of time right now…….. tell me u see the vision

angsty songs aside i had to give him smth soft because soft sugu is real to me. so we have hold your breath…. obv emphasis on teen sugu here but i just think he loves so gently…. hold your breath // we’ll be just fine….. the smoke’s building in my lungs // well, goddamn, i’ve gotta have you…….. 😔😔😔

and finally the biggest sugu song of them all imo!!!! (and also my fave :3) is moonlight. i just adore it soo much its so lovely…. and above all else sugu is so unbelievably mooncoded to me. which is weird bc canonically hes suncoded. but hes also such a moon character……. and the ocean!! any kind of mention of drowning/waves/etc just makes my brain go ”suguru” 

the lyrics are just. so so SO sugu like;

we’re diving through the bottom of the ocean // swimming through a bottle of emotions, girl

you’re hanging for a good time // something that'll make you stay

caught up in your own small world // well, i might wanna see it then // call it hesitation, girl

we’re running in the moonlight // could you show me the way again?

and then FINALLY we have gumi ….. to me hes just such a softie. so both these songs are soft and a little sad bc hes also a sad boy.

roxanne is sooo pretty and the lyrics make me think of him!! in particular college!gumi (ur influence)……. i don't ever wanna let you down // no, i just wanna kiss your lips in the rain // you know i’ll pull you closer if you start to drown…… hes cute.

as for august gumi is just SUCH an autumn boy. so ofc i had to give it to him. but its also just a pretty song for a very pretty boy!! the vibes are very Him :’3 and some of the lyrics too… you said you wanted to ride away from everything // keep pedaling, we're on our way out // i never said we should try to be anything…. yeah.

OK IM DONE 😭😭 as u can see jjk x chase atlantic is a concept im extremely normal abt. BUT SEL PLSPLSPLS……. lemme know ur own thoughts 🎤🎤🎤 recs 🎤🎤🎤🎤 anything 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤

#sel at this point i think part of our brand is u asking me a casual question and me answering w an essay PEJDKDBD #I JUST. i love assigning lyrics and songs to characters sm <///3 its so fun!! #chase atlantic is just very very jjk coded #ask tag ✩

[malachiexists13]

My first impression of the Ikemen Villains guys:

[Disclaimer: I know nothing about these characters asides from the descriptions shared around Tumblr. I probably won't play the game any time soon considering that its being first released in Japanese, so unless it later on gets released in English, I won't play. Also this post is partially a joke, don't take me too seriously.]

William Rex

He gives off a more "evil, avoid at all costs, worldwide disaster" vibe than Gilbert ever did. My first thought upon seeing him was, "omg- Vlad???" But then I read his description and thought, "ohhh. So Vlad, but evil. Like if Vlad and Motonari had a baby..."

Harrison Gray

First thought, "yo, Edgar, what are you doing here??" Like bro does look like Edgar, even his description screams Edgar to me. I've seen others compare him with Nokto, but I havent paid much attention to Nokto so maybe thats why I cant see it? Idk. But yeah, I guess since Ikerev is over, Edgar had to find a new profession :/

Liam Evans

Omg, look. Loki grew up, he's a big kid now!

Idk how to really react to this one? Like, ok, he's got the chesire cat curse or whatever, he looks a bit like Loki, ..and he's supposed to be sexy? I mean, I see the vibe they were going for. But if they try to shove that "drop-dead gorgeous" or "sexy ladies man" shit down our throats like they did with Yoshimoto and Shingen in Ikesen (could also probably find other examples in the other games..) then I might end up hating him.

ALSO HIS POSE AND SORTA HIS OUTFIT REMINDS ME OF YVES-

Elbert Greetia

Omg its Chevalier but if he was actually angsty. Or maybe it's just Lancelot.

Ok- so its mostly like the hair that screams both Lancelot and Chevalier to me. Its Lancelot's style but Chev's color. And the eyes could easily be a mix of both-

But he also kinda reminds me of Satan from Obey Me, with the whole "obsessively collects beautiful things and leaves them untidy in his room." That's literally Satan but with books, but Satan also likes beautiful things.

Alfons Slyvatica

Omg is that Sebastian Michaelis?? (Im sorry- Ive never even seen Black Butler, I'll go home now-)

Idk. Ive seen others compare him to like, Jean but evil. I look at him and see Sebastian Michaelis. Or maybe like, Kicho because of the hair. But then the line "With his consistent dishonesty, he teases you, but-" makes me think of, strangely, Mitsuhide?

Roger Barel

I've seen other compare him to Jin. I look at him and see Loid Forger. Which funny enough, his VA, Eguchi Takuya, also voices Loid Forger-

Its mostly the hair style, and the face, and the glasses- like if he was blonde, with blue (is it blue-? Or does Loid have green-?) eyes then he'd look even more like Loid. I cant really think of any ikemen series characters he reminds me of, at least not appearance. But with the part in his description that says "An egoist who seems rational and will go to any lengths for his own research." makes me think of Faust for some reason..

Jude Jazza

He doesnt immediately remind me of anyone. Ive seen comparisons to Clavis and Silvio, which kinda makes sense? I guess I could see it. The uhh "A twisted man, he has a promise he wants to fulfill and a sullen heart." at first made me think of Mitsuhide. But then I remembered the definition of sullen and that doesnt fit Mitsu. But I guess the having many enemies and being seen as a cold-blooded person who loves the despair and misfortune of others DOES fit Mitsuhide, at least on the surface. Idk. Im bad at analysis like this.

But also like- I share a birthday with this man. Like the exact same date, Dec. 13. So im gonna end up HATING him.

Ellis Twilight

His appearance doesnt really remind me of anyone right away. But his description of being somewhat disturbing yet kind and gentle to everyone, being strangely obsessed with other people's "Happiest Moments in Life" and the having a "love" that he wants to prove makes me think of Charles.

But like, the opposite. Because Charles wants someone to love him, while it seems like Ellis wants to prove his love to someone? So... Charles but emo.

Victor

So.. A lot of people speculate he's the one who put the curses on the others, because his own curse is scratched out. Like we cant read it. Some have compared him to Sariel, because he's like the guide in the game. But also uhh- sorta reminds me of Amon. Maybe its the long hair (probably is).

#ikemen series #cybird ikemen #ikemen villains #ikevil

[ipegchangbin]

hi z <333

sorry I was gone for so long but i had school stuff to take care of </3 I was really surprised that people were open to my prompts...it made me very happy

the reason I like bully reader and loser channie is that its rare to be loved unconditionally especially when this person knows of all your flaws

loser channie sees readers "bad side" yet he still loves them and idk....that just seems so nice

this dynamic reminds me of that of san and ashitaka in princess monopole. idk if u ever watched it but it was made in the 90s by studio Ghibli

SPOILER FOR MOVIE san has a knife to ashitakas neck and she's threatening him but he just tells her to keep living and that she's beautiful

another scene she stabs him and he just hugs her

HEAD IN HANDS.....

I also have a song rec for this dynamic ( its German lol ) its called leichter//kälter by Edwin Rosen

basically the song is about how the singers love interest/partner/ex??? says its easier to stand barefoot in the snow than being with him because he is so much colder than the snow

and that made me think.....what if channie is basically at his wits end??and just breaks down and asks reader what he did for her to act so cold towards him ( very angsty im sorry 😔)

now smut maybe I will give it my best 👍

channie and reader watching tiktoks and they come across one with the caption "<<<<<<<when he moans and whimpers" with whatever sound is popular that week and channie looks curiously at reader and asks "are you into that too?? like everyone in the comments???" and they're like "duhhh!!! wait, have you been holding back 🤨🤨🤨" and he admits that yes, he has been holding back because he's embarrassed and scared of readers reaction

so reader starts out by pulling his hand back which makes channie yelp from the sudden pain. reader is grinning now "so that's what it sounds like, huh?" what follows is them groping and pinching channie until he gets hard ( which doesn't take much tbh ) ( Inspo for this is the members groping him on stage during the concert lmao ) maybe they're pinching his nipples and lightly scratching their nails over his arms and torso until they reach his dick. reader then harshly grabs his dick and asks "this is mine, right?" their grip gets tighter the longer he takes to answer. he stammers out "ye-yes, its yours and i-im yours" , "if its mine and you're mine why are you keeping those cute noises to yourself?"

after that channie can't really talk and for the first time he has sex without holding himself back <333 congrats channie on this milestone 🥳🥳🥳

other head canons / scenarios

channie working out more and reader noticing his efforts<33

this strokes his ego on an insane level

will not stop thinking about readers comments even if its smth simple like "you've gotten bigger" or just them feeling him up and staring at him

reader wants to join a session

reader thinks they can get into some gym hijinks and that maybe they can mess with him there ( either touching him or wearing short clothing )

what they do not expect is channie working out topless and lifting so effortlessly

channie seems to come alive in the gym and this new found confidence is simply just magnetic/attractive

he confidently talks to all the guys there and jokes around with them

shows them how to lift

introduces reader as his gf/bf <3333

channie notices them getting flustered and shy but doesn't mention it but makes the effort to invite them more often to the gym

reader def grovels during the post workout meal

reader being the big spoon because they're just more comfy that way

or channie cuddling into readers chest/pecs and being held close by them

reader remembering channies fave breakfast food and making it for him almost every time he stays over ( according to them its because its quick and easy and not because channie likes it even though it creates extra dishes )

reader using their expensive skincare on him and including him in their selfcare days ( think face and hair masks , mani pedis at home and eating expensive snacks )

reader buying channie sunflowers every time they see some because they remind them of him but they don't tell him that

what channie gets to hear is that they "found them on the side of the road", "they were on sale", "the flower shop wanted to throw them away", "my friend had extra" etc. they come up with a new excuse each time, very creative of them 👏👏👏

ANYWAYS...sorry this is so long but my brain was backed up with thoughts

BTW...did u read CB97percents pic of chan !!!!!! its called wolf by the tail i think , I am so deeply in love with simp chan its insane

if there was a tier list of loser chan it would be like this

simp chan

loser chan

crybaby chan

sensitive Yandere chan

ok now fr ,, talk to u soon <3

with love,

your bully anon

BULLY ANON I LOVE YOU. AND HAPPY CHAN DAY!!! welcome back and thank you as always for indulging and bestowing us with your beautiful thoughts

first question: when will you make this a fic. HDJSJD I JUST LOVE THE WAY YOURE GOING ABOUT THIS!!! bully anon youre really creative and your concepts are amusing. if anything id love to write a fic for this but im waiting on YOU!!

second question: may i indulge in some headcanons for this loser boy? i hope your answer was yes, because i present to you a point-per-point series of

— sub ! loser ! chan headcanons 💭

long post, so im continuing under the cut ^_^

— princess mononoke parallels:

I SEE WHAT YOURE TALKING ABT WITH PRINCESS MONONOKE OMG the parallels between san & bully reader + ashitaka & chan :(( after everything they’ve been through together, they still love each other almost unconditionally, much like ashitaka’s drive to protect san even if it isn’t the wisest idea. bully!y/n may not be the kindest to chan and their own feelings, but chan’s confident that they’ll figure their love out: he loves them nonetheless, no matter their state. ;_;

— parallels to leichter//kälter by edwin rosen

while its a banger track, i cant help but feel like the lyrics relate to them a ton. even through translations it’s still easy to read the song as something chan would sing to y/n, asking and telling them at the same time that they’re so cold. there’s a lyric that goes “your lips are purple like the flowers i’ll never buy you” (apologies if that’s mistranslated) and honestly? chan would definitely still buy those flowers for them, but maybe a part of him hesitates still considering y/n’s antics. he doesn’t know if they’ll be extra mean to him about it. your scenario hurts, too: chan would finally muster up the courage to ask them why they treat him this way even if he knows they’re confused with their feelings for him, but…maybe it leads to them opening up to each other, them navigating through their own feelings out of mean sex for once, and ends with a confession from the reader, who knows :D

— a “<<<when he moans and whimpers” tiktok

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SCENARIO IS BEAUTIFUL just chan giving up and shamelessly letting y/n do anything to him after they stumble upon the tiktok. yk how in the same concerts, chan just puts his hands up and shuts his eyes as the members go ham on teasing his body? i think he would do the same, whimpering and squirming like a needy puppy, babbling y/n’s name over and over as they tease him. y/n probably even lets chan use his words less, preferring him to be noisy instead, spanking him ever so slightly by his thighs when he dares to bite his lips to hold back the groans again <33 congrats channie indeed!!!

— loser!chan being less of a loser at the gym

this. maybe it’s my gym rat agenda, but gym boy channie has my heart!!! i love the thought of y/n seeing him transition from being the timid boy in class to being a confident muscleman. he acts as if the gym is his second home, giggling when he notices y/n watching him be himself with wide confused eyes. chan only ever gets shy again when y/n does their reps in an undeniably sexy way. it doesn’t matter if their form is perfect, them popping hidden muscles out is making chan go crazy. y/n probably gets him off in the locker rooms when they’re alone; i love to think that y/n praises his body instead of being too mean, and it’s so new for the both of them. reader being Actually Nice about him and his body, worshipping him, teasing him for calling them “his s/o” in front of his gym friends, saying “your s/o definitely loves it when you’re confident, my channie” ^^ it actually makes him smile even if they’re getting him off!! they still call him a pathetic whiny baby in the middle of it, but there’s much more well deserved praising here.

— domesticity with loser!chan

y/n taking care of chan is EVERYTHING. imagine slow mornings with the both of them. let’s face it, they’ve probably have the roughest sex the night prior: while chan loves getting degraded by y/n, he loves it more when they pamper him the day after. y/n never always denies that they’re practically spoiling him at that point, but chan finds it cute when they’re cooing at him and asking him if the spank marks sting as they cuddle. they smear moisturizer all over his face and neck after breakfast and chan notices how delicate their touch is all of a sudden. they run their fingers over the hickeys and love bites on chan’s neck and lips with a featherlike touch. y/n, on the other hand, notices how chan leans into their touch with longing and love in his eyes. they’re so whipped for each other :((

— bully!reader being less of a bully and giving chan flowers

there’s something about this scenario that just clicks: even if there’s literally no special occasion, y/n still leaves him a very specific set of sunflowers that can’t possibly just pop in their hands by coincidence. chan’s favorite excuse is “a suitor gave this to me, but i dumped him because his breath stank, so just have this.” what softens y/n’s heart, though, is when they came over to see chan taking good care of the sunflowers by his apartment’s balcony for the first time. he smiled at them, watering can in hand, excitedly pointing at the flowers. “look! the flowers you gave me last week! they’re staring at the sun.” y/n can’t resist smooching him on the cheek because he shines brighter than the yellow petals.

— general loser!chan thoughts

honestly bully anon? you’ve bumped loser chan to SSS tier on my personal channie au tier list, but i honestly can’t agree more with you! something about this au with him fits him so well. i guess he kind of is a simp and a loser at the same time, at least that’s how i perceive it. the one common thing that i love about these channie aus is that he just has this sort of undying and passionate love that’s almost unconditional. it really suits him considering and it mirrors his dedicated self really well, but these characters taking the persona to these extremes is honestly so amusing. y/n can do anything to him, like be mean or kind, and loser chan would eat it up even if it makes him look pathetic. his unwavering love is just so attractive ^^

thank you as ALWAYS for sending your thoughts in, i love these so much and i’d love to see more from you! and hope others chime in and enjoy this as much as we did <3

p.s. im sorry for responding so late!! there was a lot on my plate but this entire message marinated in my head for the longest time. i cant stress enough how many times ive read this over and over. its just so lovely and im happy to share it right on chans birthday !

p.p.s. OMG YES I HAVE READ WOLF BY THE TAIL (shoutout my favorite minho hunter, ren) im just as obsessed with their simp!chan. ^^

#skz smut #sub!skz #sub!bang chan #sub!chan #<3 bully anon #💌 ipeginbox #💬 z is writimg #everybody say happy birthday channie and thank you bully anon!

[fandxmslxt69]

👉🏽👈🏽 might I request double info bc that list is 🔥🔥🔥

✨️matt x muslim!reader

✨️Zaina & Elias

OFC YOU CAN REQUEST DOUBLE I LOVE YOU

um pls imagine me giggling in my bed and kicking my feet in the air bc i love talking

OKAY <3

✨️matt x muslim!reader:

a) im a slut for matt murdock b) i SAID we need more diverse x reader so it is also my job to add more to the world.

anyway. SNIPPET <3

love confession but its more of Matt being stupid one night (bad patrol night, she's patching him up, OBVIOUSLY WHAT ELSE.) and he goes, bc he's angsty and has been holding in his feelings to avoid making things uncomfortable: "we're already basically dating so we should just get married. for the laughs" "i'm NOT marrying you for the laughs" we're dating????? "okay then marry me for real" "what" "marry me for real" "did you ask if I liked you like that? "im smart. i figured it out" "oh so we're assuming" "Do you like me?" "....yeah." "great, then let's get married" "i'm not getting married in a church. Just so you know" "I'm sure we can figure something out" ".....i'll still dress very modestly around the house. so you can't see anything," "honey i'm blind," (dah dum dish)

✨️Zaina & Elias

AH. MY BABIES !!!!!!!! AH!!! sorry im rambling a lot but i dont have a single coherent thought in my head :/ anyway SO

Zaina and Elias <3 um actually they're like the THIRD pair in a little Series i'm working on ("working on"). I, once again, do not have the full details planned bc its so far away BUT. it's the third book of a series im writing yeah yeah (first is Nawra & dante god bless them.) um so in general as a whole the series is abt 3 sisters yknow falling in love. romance. silliness. bc i like romance. um it kind of started bc i was getting so sick and tired of the lack of Arab rep in the romance genre after smth happened with an ex-fav author of mine and so I was like YOU. KNOW. WHAT. i'll do it myself >:(

and so this series was born. Zaina is the youngest of the three sisters (oldest is Nawra, middle is Farah) and it's a like....friends to lovers university romance...? she's a law student and he's in business but he's not a native english speaker (he's...french.) so she's helping him with that bc actually they get along really well (maybe they're rooming together idk)and yknow things go from "oh i love my friend <3" to "oh i love ." there's lots of silliness and its very centred around trying to learn to balance personal life with school life and the stress of it all but also how fun school years can actually be and how to learn to enjoy them too !!! andddd yeah.

im keeping this SO short....im missing a lot of plot points but yeah friends to lovers uni romance <3

ITS VERY FUN . i havent done anything other than pinterest boards and bullet point summaries for them cuz im 12k words into the first book so im going through

THANKS FOR ASKING CUTIE why do i always talk so much during these...........

I LOVE YOU <33 thank you for letting me ramble on abt them <3

#clem talks <3 #asks #moots <3 #god i can never keep these short lmao. #sorry if i had a snippet for Zaina & Elias i would share but i dont. #KISSES <3

[ickadori]

Going crazy for that last one 😩 the pulling her into a hug?? "That's my girl" ???? And the way he was staring at her after he said it UGHH and pinching her!!! Don't get me started on the smut part bc istg. 'She' loves him!!! 'She's' yours, kuna!!!! The both of us hdjsjs your writing is killing me 😭 i also like to personally hc that reader is the first girl kuna ate out bc he wasn't a pussy eater before (BOO) so him eating her out like that was soo good 😮‍💨. The interview went rlly well btw TYSM <33333 Idk why tho my vibes are just so off otherwise, i think its pms but my head is all angsty now LMFAO but i feel so bad bc sometimes i really do just be talking and then u pull a whole fic outta nowhere and its such a lovely surprise and has me giddy but i feel like im giving u work and NOOOO like im rlly just here to talk to you so pls dnt feel like u gotta write smth for everything i say 😭 im just horny and emo 24/7 lmfaoooo.

Also fem sukuna lactating 😃 my third eye is open omg id like to think even as a woman she'd have broad shoulders and a tight little C cup with perky dark nipples AAAAAAAA brown nipple supremacyyyy

Choso bbg anon

STOPP when i was writing it i literally had the thought that sukuna was a non-pussy eater bc in his mind ‘he doesn’t know where that pussy’s been’, but he knows exactly where yours has been bc he’s been the only one in it!!! i wanted to incorporate that in there but i was too lazyyyyy 😩

LOL you are not giving me work don’t think that 😭😭 i have been wanting to write lately but had no motivation so you really did me a favor skdkdk <333

fem sukuna, my love 🙇‍♀️ i feel like her shoulders are broad, broader than the women she beds but still smaller than the men she disembowels. i feel like she’s meaty too, just like og form male sukuna - like just very thick and firm, arms riddled with muscle and 🙂‍↔️ i must think about this further in private.

#++ choso bbg anon #i am SO glad your interview went well 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾 #i hope you get a call back 🫂🫂