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compact-turtle · 27 days

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Hi! Hope your holidays are going well! I was reading the post about the yans and fatherhood and how Atticus "-Isn't really that interested in kids unless his darling wants them. At first, he'll try to talk his darling out of it. Gives lists of reasons on why he can't be a dad."

What reasons does Atticus give for not wanting to be a dad? He seems to be the traditional type and seems to love the simple domestic life, I'm curious what would hold him back from wanting a family like the ones he watches on TV. Is he worried about having to share his darling's attention, or is it more about the trauma around his own parents/upbringing?

-Atticus is 100% the traditional type with wanting the domestic life. He even keeps a little journal where he writes his own headcanons daydreams of him being married to his darling. he'd probably make a little journal entry with a crudely hand drawn picture of your future family. Just gotta make sure darling doesn't find out now....

Ex:

Date: XX-XX-XXXX

"Today our hands tuched. I know they wanted to hold my hand. They must been to emmbbaress to hold my hand while their stupid dumb insgifnciant "friends" watchhed. I wonder how soft there hands are? I can't wait for us to get marryed and I can hold them. I'd wrap my arms around their whaist while they make me my morninng cofee. I can drive around town and show them off to everryone! Second thughtt, I don’t want there eyes on my doll. >:( "

-At first, he'd totally be thrilled if you brought up the idea of children. He would imagine it like in the movies, where he's the provider and you're the caretaker of the children. Everyone is happy and it's sunshine and rainbows. After, he'd probably relish in the fact that there's someone who's always waiting for him.

-Also, I don't think he'd be worried around sharing his darling's attention. If anything, I think he'd see the children as an anchor for you? Another reason why you can't leave him and is bound to him. He'd also see the kids as a product of your love and something the two of you made together.

-It totally comes down to his trauma around his own parents and upbringing. How can he be a good father if he never had one? What if he accidentally repeats his father's mistakes and locks them away in closets? Wouldn't you grow to hate him if he was just like his father?

-He'd be more concerned about turning out like his parents and somehow hurting you in the process.

-However, he'd tell you a different story

You two can't have kids because he'd be too tired to watch them, it's not safe to have kids on a farm, nobody will take care of them, he has too much work to do, they're too expensive, etc...

-I imagine the thing that would change his mind would be the fear that you decide to go have children with someone else if he kept saying no. Especially if you're watching a movie together and a scene with a baby or kids comes on. "Look at how cute that baby is, Atticus! Would if we had one?"

"No."

"Don't you want a baby with me? I really want a baby with you Atticus!!"

-He'd probably hear in his head, "I want a baby! If you don't want one with me then I'm leaving"

-However, I think he'd really try his best not to turn out like his parents. He'd do extra research (watch movies and television lmao), and listen to you talk about what you want him to be like as a father. As well as the life you imagine for your kids. He'd def try to make that happen and jot it down.

He'd take extra careful steps to watch his tone, consider their feelings to an extent, and give them reasonable punishments.

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txtmetonight · 2 months

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Me and My Husband

call summary ⋆ ★ You’ve had your lives' fulfillment of being contempt–or so you think. Because with Choi Beomgyu by your side, you ponder upon the thought a bit more than you should.

pairing *. * Choi Beomgyu x Fem! Reader

genre⋆ ★ Angst, Fluff?

warnings *. * Misogyny, Drinking, Pregnancy, Bad Grammar, Crude grammar

call duration⋆ ★ 5.6k

a/n*. * I know that there are different interpretations of this song so this is mine. Also, I got inspired by the novel Kim-Jiyoung born in 1982. It's such a good book, I def recommend it. And kinda sorry for the end. I suppose I rushed it a bit. Anyways, hope you enjoy lol.

taglist ⋆ ★ @kflixnet//@oreoqueen // @woncheecks//@probably-too-obssessed // @matcha-binz

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I steal a few breaths

From the world for a minute

Sigh.

In a working economy, where prices were rising, and work employment was decreasing, you were able to stabilize yourself against the rising tides of the world. An eight-to-four job that consisted of going outdoors to capture the photographs your management team had assigned you to click or either staring at a high-tech screen, a large white cubicle littered with little stickers and important reminders surrounding you.

It was a mediocre job that paid just well enough, but you were contempt. For now, at least. When you were old enough to really know what you wanted to be in the future, you would daydream about meddling in the medical field, and thinking about it further made you conclude that you wanted to take up a profession in psychology.

But sometimes after a dose of too much beer, you wonder how you got to take up photography and you find yourself on the web, wobbly fingers searching up how much medical school costs before you’re thrown back into reality looking at numbers that made you dizzier.

Your father and mother did their best to support you, but it was hard when your mother had your younger brother and house chores plus small work, she took up to make extra cash, and your father had to manage a small convenience store that did particularly well on some days. If someone asked you how your life was before college, you would respond with a monotone “It was alright”.

Because honestly, it was. You shared a room with your grandma until she passed while your younger brother had his own, your school was far away and when it was cold you froze walking there, and your father and mother would fight for a while when he came home drunk. Yet still you lived a happy life, nevertheless.

And over the years you’ve learnt several valuable lessons. First, when going an interview, it’s best to wear the brightest lipstick you’ve ever known, and your hair should be tied up to a high ponytail if you want to increase your chances of being picked, especially in an interview with other women. Though you probably won’t be picked, not when you find out that even a single man was also competing.

Second, a good night of drinking after a long day is nice but don’t overdo it, or the already less pay you get will be cut slack from however many hours you will miss that morning.

And third, the best boy you’ve ever met will be on a class retreat to the mountains for the Badminton club during your college experience.

A club filled with ten other male members and two other female members; served as a stress reliever after exam weeks and piling schoolwork. It was fun playing matches and though most members of the club reasoned that they were slacking off on you because you were new and not because you were a girl, you thoroughly enjoyed it.

The retreat was a plan that was created on a whim, one second you were drinking wine with the girls in one of their dorms, and in the other, all fourteen members including you were on a bus driving up a steep road, playing some old nostalgic songs. Just days before, a new member had joined, and at first, he hadn’t piqued your interest as much, but when he helped you grab your duffel bag from the top, your gaze stayed on his face a bit longer than usual.

Choi Beomgyu was born on March 13, 2001, he had AB blood, he housed a parrot named Toto and he had you wrapped around his finger by the end of the five-day, four-nights trip (which was a bit pricey for a bunch of college students).

And on the last day of the excursion, he had kissed ever-so softly against the walls of the cabin, while everyone else was out at a lake.

And then I'll be nothing forever

And all of my memories

And all of the things I have seen

Will be gone

With my eyes with my body with me

“Sunghoon, was definitely holding an affair with that short girl from section three! Why’d you think they both keep leaving the break room together?”

You strain a smile towards Kazuha and hold back a small exhale, instead focusing on the small strokes of color on your nails. A lilac shade. “I–I suppose? I don’t even know who the short girl is?” And after a second you add, “Nor Sunghoon. I don't even know Sunghoon.” Your heart thrums harder in your chest at the sudden emotional turmoil, that was honestly kind of stupid. But still, you laugh sourly, gazing at the girl through your lashes, her own lips dejectedly turning into a frown.

“I had forgotten you had quit.” She quietly murmurs, taking the brush from your hands to paint your left hand. Her eyes wander over the expanse of your shared room, and they linger too long on a portrait of your husband by your bedside table, eyebrows furrowing at the familiarity of the object.

You refuse to look, not when her face falls as she realizes with a tiny chuckle going back to your hands. It was a brown frame that held a picture that you took of your partner when you both were still dating (now married) and it used to sit near your mousepad, behind your daily cup of coffee, and in the small space you used to be offered.

You and Beomgyu dated for five years, one year in your last years of college and the other four years while you both worked. And all those four years, you’ve kept that same picture of your lover at the same spot, and at the same time on the clock you would stare at his utterly handsome face before being hulled back to work yet again.

It wasn’t a lie that you missed your job, and you spent your time at the kitchen countertop mulling over it, now more than ever as you scroll through your co-workers' feeds and watch them with large, widened eyes as they post the carefully edited photos they had taken or just fun gatherings with their peers.

That night you hold a staring contest with the ceiling of your bedroom, tracing the moving shapes your brain seems to formulate due to the pitch-black gloom. The presence of a warm body keeps you grounded as you wander to the depths of “what ifs”, just toeing that line before stepping back out in fear of a nasty wormhole that would bring you to tears.

“Hey baby, why are you still awake?”

An arm gets thrown over your waist while a voice tears you away just as you start to turn your attention to the blades of the fan above, and you look to your side to see Beomgyu having his eyes shut with his lips dangerously close to your neck.

“I dunno, just thinking. How was work today?” Your question and just for a second you ease into his warmth, preparing yourself for a story time just like how you would when your mom was reading you a fairytale to help you sleep. Beomgyu goes silent for a second and you’re afraid that he’s drifted to sleep but he drowsily murmurs, “It was tiring. Mr. Kang made me do a stack of reports and read a bunch of blah blah blah”

You scrunch your nose at his wording and envelop your fingers with the hand that’s placed on the skin of your stomach. “Is that so? Well, I wish that tomorrow is better, no?” He nods and gives you a small kiss on your cheek, eyelashes tickling your skin when he blinks. “I really hope...you would wish that for me, baby? You're so sweet. Today was probably easy for you, right? I too wish to take a couple of days off”

He jokes before snuggling into you even more and you ponder how well he could cuddle a wooden board...because that’s what you are right now. Stiff as a board. You gulp and clutch his hands tighter to force your eyes to close. Your “job” at home was not easy. You had to make sure that the laundry was done, that the dishes were clean and that Beomgyu got his food on time because he was always grouchy after a long day at work.

Exactly seven months ago, Beomgyu on behalf of you being his wife had told you to quit your job. You suspect that it was because of the pestering you heard over his phone when he doesn’t think you’re nearby, the voices of the people in his life wondering about your duties as a wife. But in his perspective, the job he was asking you to leave had you always complaining and coerced you to be awake until three sometimes. In your eyes it was boring-old work that you cherished, and the same job that you held many heart-felt memories of.

Perhaps that doesn’t matter when you must take care of your husband.

And so, you had taken his decision to leave a resignation letter at your boss's desk just a few days after the talk. Many asked you if it was because you were pregnant, but you just smiled and shook your head, saying that your husband needed you. That day he had taken you out to a fried chicken place with soju on the side as a congratulations party that you were finally broken from your chains. You were finally a free bird.

And the cries that you let out over the spicy chicken were a sign of pure happiness and not the distress that roared instead of your gut.

But now as you lay awake, eyes slowly burning with heavy sleep, you promise yourself just for a night of peaceful sleep that all the things you’ve seen, all the memories you have about “work” will be gone on for your own sake.

Being cooped up in the house, you decided to take a stroll outside after taking a peek at the window. It was a nice sunny day with a soft breeze that made you grab your coat before you headed out the door. Sporting a nice pair of shoes that your husband bought you over the weekend, you watch curiously as the sidewalks bustle with people. Cars honked and the chatter of the TV running bled through the walls nearby you as you strode by. It was a happy day, but the smile on your face doesn’t seem to cooperate as much as you try.

But me and my husband

We're doing better

It's always been just him and me

Together

You try and try, but it twitches and turns, and you force yourself to cover it up as much as possible with your hands and with your gaze downwards. All your life, you’ve tried to reach for the stars and every time you came nowhere close, so how was this one error in your multitudes of malfunctions going to affect you. You know that you’re dented and bruised, and so you’re afraid...afraid of being left behind by Beomgyu as if you’re nothing when it’s just you two together. Because truly, you believe you are, even as much as your lover convinces himself that you’re not...just to make it better for the both of you.

Nonetheless, you realize that it will always be him next to you, holding your hand, whether you like it or not.

The cold wind picks up and you wrap your jacket around you tighter, but that doesn’t do much for the running goosebumps that trail down your arms. A familiar convenience store just down the road practically calls out for you as a shelter to hide from the biting cold, and so you jog through the sidewalk, hands shivering on the door as you open it.

The bell on top rings. The cashier barely even looks up while you walk by, and you slip by past the younger woman to hide near the ramen section of the store. You were always amazed by the number of flavors and companies that this single food item held, the different sizes, colors, and levels of spice were always intriguing when you ran your fingers over the cartons of boxes, which ultimately stopped at a black box.

In bold red colors, a small cup of your favorite ramen looks back at you. You freeze and let out a sigh. Then before you know it, you reason with yourself and snatch the cup into your hands. You used to eat this daily, dead at night with a computer in your lap and the sauce smeared all over your lips as your eyes gleamed distantly with a show played in the background.

While you walked through the aisles, you caught yourself in the reflection of a bright window, eyes widening when you found a younger version of yourself smiling back at the windows. She’s pretty and youthful and smiling like she didn’t have a care in the world. Her face is contorted into an expression of happiness, and you're bewildered when she winks at you.

The wrinkles on your face are practically non-existent on hers while she tilts her head, mouthing words you couldn’t hear. Your feet twitch to run up to the glass, to put your ear against it to hear her better but you don’t. Instead, you gape like a baffled fish. Something wet drips down your cheeks which slowly drips down her’s too.

You wonder why she’s crying so you reach up to your tears to wipe them away from the burning they leave in their way, and you expect her to do the same...except on her side, long fingers that don’t match yours slowly mop them away.

The background behind her which used to be transparent, materializes into something like your old dorm. And right behind her is him with his short brown hair and a sympathetic smile on his face. He croons at her, crouching by her side, slowly patting her head in a soothing manner. And suddenly, you feel as though your own hair is being ruffled, as though you can hear the soft humming and the feeling of warmth pressing into your back.

It’s been a while. It’s been so long since you’ve felt such a comforting touch from him. You’ve fallen into a routine that leaves a bitter taste in your mouth. So salty that it leaves you choking on your own saliva each time you try to gulp down your arising tears, in the bathroom. But you love him. You really do. And in the end, it’s just a husband, you suppose. Not your boyfriend. Only your husband.

“That’s not fucking fair Beomgyu!” You scream, hands waving in the air like a madman. A volcano rumbles deep in your heart, aching to be released as if it just bubbles over the top. The man in front of you sucks in his lips, his eyes shaking at your outburst.

If you had sanity in you at that moment, you would’ve stopped at his trembling, or with the thought that the neighbors next door could hear your screeches (the walls were horribly thin). The skin on you reeks of frustration and despair. You don’t cry though. “I–I’ve had a hard day too!” He reasons, stepping closer towards you but stopping abruptly when you drag your foot backward. “

And so? You won’t spend it with me? Do you know how bad these two weeks have been for me? Did you even have a fucking hint?” His voice stills in his throat, choosing to stay silent with wide glossy eyes. He’s never liked to be yelled at; you’ve known that since he got scolded by his teammate in a badminton match and came back to you with a raw nose and ruby eyes that faded out near his pupils.

You furrow your eyebrows, and in a moment of actual hurt that he hasn’t said anything about you, your arms cover your chest. “Of course you didn’t. You never do” You whisper, voice cracking as you turn around to stomp back to your room. The door slams behind you when you collapse to the floor with blubbering sobs. You wail and wail and wail. Fingers itch at your face furiously, not letting a drop spill on the floor.

You don’t hear the door slowly creaking open, nor the soft singing behind you but once you do, your heart stills in its rampage. The silence is loud as a pair of feet pad behind you, nuzzling into your head as his fingers crawl over to your neck, pulling you against his chest. “I don’t have an excuse.” Beomgyu starts off.

“But I promise you, that I’ll do better for you–for us. Because you deserve it more than anyone else. (Y/n), you deserve all the happiness in the world and much better so I’m sorry that you’re stuck by me”

He stops when he feels you shaking your head against him, but that doesn’t deter him too much when he finds the confidence to clean your face with the soft pads of his fingers, his lips now on your neck, just where your pulse beats against his mouth. “But please stay with me.” Beomgyu puffs.

“By your side?” You ask, turning around in his arms when you couldn’t stand it anymore to watch an older version of yourself, crying heartbreakingly so in the reflection of your cerulean lampshade. Such a tragic sight, that you feel as though your guts are being arranged by the never-ending feeling of unexplainable doom. “By my side. Nothing more or nothing less”

You nod and the notion of perturbation and doubt fills the hollow gap of your beating organ–and all you’re hoping is that he’s right.

The way that your mind thinks is quite twisted, you believe. Because you assume that you’re obliged to be Beomgyu’s side forever on–because frankly, it’s just you and him together.

So I bet all I have on that

Furrowed brow

And at least in this lifetime

We're sticking together

Me and my husband

We're sticking together

Your mother-in-law was a pleasant woman with a charming smile and her husband–your father-in-law was a nice man who sported thick glasses during the many novellas he would devour on the couch. The first time you met them two was when it was a time between yours and Beomgyu’s relationship when you both were introducing each other to the other half’s family members and this time it was your husband’s time for a meet and greet at his house.

They invited you inside and took the bouquet of lilies you brought for them, unlatching your hand-locked hold with Beomgyu as they both took a turn to hug you. They were warm and smelled like sugary vanilla, the mother having a hint of spicy red chilies sticking to her clothes.

Immediately she drags you to the kitchen for a bit of assistance while Beomgyu catches up with his dad. You furrow your eyebrows, because Beomgyu didn’t do that at your house when he came over. In fact, you found yourself in the kitchen again that same time. Was he supposed to help as a guest?

At the dining table, they served you rich Jjajangmyeon that you ate a lot though it was salty and ever since then they all assumed that your mothers-in-law's Jjajangmyeon was your favorite dish.

You’re brought back to that memory of the first-day meeting when you find yourself looking back at the black sauce in front of you. The two older adults sit in front of you, one is slurping up his food while the other sits with her hands in her lap followed by dialogue that she was waiting for her only child to start eating. But she tells you to start and so you do, trying to not let the saltiness reside on your tongue too much.

“So (Y/n), when are you and Gyu going to have my grandson?” Soo-Young laughs nudging her husband to follow along too and soon enough you three are all awkwardly chuckling. You push around the noodles before bringing it up to your face. “I’m not sure. I don’t really want to carry a child as of now. I’m happy with Beomgyu just the way it is right now.”

For some reason your voice struggles at the word “happy” but you clear up the crack with a small cough, eyes darting back to your food. “Do you have a problem with your body that you can’t bear a child?”

You’ve expected this very question, but your heart still drops at it.

“I–I don’t. Me and Beomgyu aren’t trying right now” You’re ashamed, but you shouldn’t be. But you can’t help it when both parents don’t look convinced but rather disappointed. Anger flares for a mere moment. You’ve heard what their brothers, sisters, and cousins, have been saying about you both.

And in that very scene, you feel like you’re crumbling against their hard stares. You don’t want to bear a child, you just don’t! It’s too much for you now. Mentally and Physically. “Well, that’s good your body is healthy.” Your father-in-law's face hardens and his wife nods briefly before continuing her onslaught. “I hope you have a boy soon. It would be good for all of us”

She sends you a sweet upturn of her lips before she watches the door for its grand reveal, all while you’re internally panicking. The sweat rolls down your back and you play with the food on your plate.

And I am the idiot with the painted face

In the corner, taking up space

But when he walks in, I am loved, I am loved

You’re hopeless in situations like this. You never know what to say or what to do, and you’re so fucking pathetic that you can’t help but rely on others–on your husband. So, when Beomgyu bursts in through that door, with a bright smile on his face you feel your body melt and puddle against the chair.

The welcoming nod he sends towards you is just warming enough for you to unclench your jaws and hands. “You’re back” You whisper.... standing up in your chair while you hit your table against the surface of the table. Your husband loosens his tie and places his blue briefcase on the couch before he spares another look at you.

“Careful honey didn’t know that you were this excited to see me” He quips while he rubs his hands, eyes closing when the stomach-growling scent of food slams into his nose. “Oh, Beomgyu how was work today?” His mom asks, leaving you to serve your husband with whatever he pleased at that moment, and he is happy to tell you exactly what he was craving at the dining table. “Not that bad, I didn’t have too much work today.”

He sighs as he places a chaste kiss on your cheek, your eyelashes fluttering at the contact. The hysteria inside you has slightly died and it slowly seeps away as you watch your husband, your hand slithering to his to hold, but his hands move away before you can catch them.

Your smile drops and the feeling intensifies deep inside you.

Beomgyu sends you an eyebrow raise, lips smiling softly when you subtly shake your head towards the front door, and he gets the signal immediately before he immediately starts to chow down his food. Fingers twitching against your thighs, you stand up to distract yourself and head to the kitchen to grab Beomgyu some water.

You don't feel real for a second, honestly as though you were watching a perspective of yourself in a video game. The veins under your skin thrummed with buzzing nervousness as your eyebrows furrow, and you find your hands shaking as you fill up your husband’s glass, but everything is zooming in and out and the world around you is going round and round.

“Fuck I can’t see” You mutter to yourself and before you know it, shards of sharp glass fly everywhere around your feet, bursting into a million diamonds once they touch the ground...and your feet. The soft tissue cracks open at a single deep slice, yet you don’t feel the burning pain where it should be.

Instead, you feel it in your throat where bile threatens to spill into your mouth, in your brain where it pulses erratically, your eyes that flit all over the place and your beating organ that stops for a second and then continues then stops then continues.

Stop. Thump. Stop. Thump. Stop. Thump

“(Y/n)?!” A pair of callous hands step over to your side, and you find yourself face-to-face with your mother-in-law, her face concerned as she leads you out of the mess. “I’m sorry” You whisper, whipping your head towards Beomgyu, who immediately rises from his seat and sprints to the bathroom.’

“Oh gosh, it’s okay” Her eyes dare to flicker to the penetrating wound. You don’t even try. Not when gravity could potentially pull those salty tears down to earth.

It doesn’t take long for Beomgyu to find the first aid kit and bring it back to you, before he wraps his arm around your hand, pulling you up. “Beomgyu? Where are you going?” His mother demands, and you almost croak for them to stop, just leave you alone, but you don’t. Rather, you flop onto your husband’s side as he explains that he is just going to take you outside for a second.

“(Y/n)’s still most likely in shock. Let her breathe some of the fresh air, it will do her good. I read it in an. article sometime back.” You’re not even sure what his mother says after to him but you’re being dragged with your other unharmed foot just right outside the porch, where he makes you sit in one the brown chairs that was placed for decor, and he...and he just sits on the ground, next to your dripping foot.

The smell of rust makes you gag into the crook of your arm, coughing violently as you try to let yourself up. “What’re you doing? Sit back down” He grabs your fleeting arm, looking into your eyes with an unexplainable glint. “Ok” You mumble, and that’s all it took of him for you to obey, gently sitting back into the cushion of the seat.

The silence consumes you whole, and you furrow your eyebrows struggling to breathe. Words that you want to spit out, lodge themselves in your trachea. Below you, Beomgyu carefully tends to your foot with a serious look imprinted on his handsome features.

Drip. Drop.

Eyes shooting up to the ceiling, you ignore your husband’s pointed gaze on you, his working hands wet from the silent waterfall that streams down your face. “Baby...” He whispers, putting his cold hands around you, grazing your cheeks as he pulls you down to earth. You sniffle, wiping away your reddening nose,

“I don’t know if I want to stay here anymore?” You’re not sure why you’re questioning yourself when you knew for sure you itched to leave, every nerve inside burning in aflame in hopes of disappearing. “But why? We just came and you know how long it’s been since we’ve stayed over. Plus, today was the last day before my leave off... I had to drive forty minutes just to get here” He reasons, applying light pressure to your foot to stop the spurting of blood.

Your chest stutters at his words, guilt settling deep in your bones, but your lips don’t stop moving. They talk against your mind’s will.

“I don’t want to have a kid.”

Beomgyu’s still motion makes you sick to your stomach. “I see. Did my parents ask you about it?” He questions softly. “I suppose.” And finally, you find the courage in yourself to stare him in the staring eyes, wary of the slightest flutter of annoyance from him.

Yet he slowly raises his fingers, and pinches your cheek lightly, tugging it side to side while his lips turn full of a small smile. “If you don’t want to have one, that’s ok, love. But...you know that they’re right, we–we’ve been married for a while now. Don’t you want to start a family? I know I do.”

You gasp, reaching for the escaping oxygen, “Bu–but I–”

“You won’t do everything on your own. Just us. Together. I’ll take care of us as a family, treat you well, take more leaves off, um–not go out with my friends as much, I’ll do anything you want.” He leans forward to place a longing kiss on your forehead, and you just close your eyes, chewing your tongue off as it squirms to scream at him.

Your fists tighten to push him off, and your legs ache to run away. Run away as far as you can from this place. But you don’t. You stay sitting in that chair as Beomgyu wipes away your tears, kissing you warmly. He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t get the way that you’re going to change permanently forever. Both mind and body.

You may hate your child forever on after this, but you still don’t get a say on whether you want it or not.

“Baby?” Beomgyu pulls back to look at you, giggling at your flushed cheeks, but you don’t find anything amusing. “Yeah?” You mumble, sucking in deep breaths. “We’ll get through it together. I promise.”

‘Together?’ You ponder.

You don’t want to.

Me and my husband

We're doing better

It's always been just him and me

Together

Your whole body aches with unimaginable pain. Everything is on fire, and the wet tears rolling down your eyes do nothing to soothe it. There’s chattering everywhere but it’s going in one ear and out the other, so you hope that the man by your side is listening intently. You blink slowly to the beat of the two hearts just above your rising chest. Small heads tickle your chin, and their soft warm bodies slow down your breathing a little.

“You did so well, love.” You want to make up the happy sniffles that emit next to you, but you can’t because your dear husband is truly crying. Any other time you would’ve made fun of him, poked, and teased him for his weeping but you feel like doing the same. But everything dried up the moment your eyes had first landed on your babies.

Godsend babies.

But, after their first cries hit the world, you imagine yourself as a mere twelve-year-old (or rather any age below twenty-six) left alone with two wailing babies, locked in a very dark room. Though it was important to take note that, your vivid imagination had increased by tenfold through those nine months...so you didn’t think anything of it. Yet those feelings felt very very real, as though they were thriving right under your skin, crawling like little centipedes, sneaking into every crevice and bump under your organs, eyebrows twitching at the torment.

You turn your head to catch the calendar on the plain white wall, and in a red circle, highlights the date.

"February 12th" You tremble as you watch your husband nod furiously, clutching your hand to his face. The red burns into the paper and kept in a trance you wonder...in a few years from now, will those random letters and numbers leave a bitter taste on your tongue, or will the remnants of sweet birthday cake follow instead.

So I bet all I have on that

Furrowed brow

And at least in this lifetime

We're sticking together

If someone asked you how you felt as of right now, you would say “I dunno” in hopes of justifying yourself to your own consciousness. But taking one look at Beomgyu who beams as bright as the sunny sun outside, teeth blinding as ever, you would then change your answer to “Very happy. I am very happy because I have two kids, one of whom is a boy, thank you very much. And the other is a girl and they both, plus me are loved by my lovely husband, who is sticking with me ‘till death do us part.”

You would’ve thrown the last part in as a little joke to hide the dishonesty that would’ve seeped through the very gaps of your teeth. But that doesn't change the fact that it was now officially true. Those two on your chest, breathing with life, had just made it so.

Me and my husband

We're sticking together

“(Y/n) what is this mess?”

The two kids (both turning eight in a month) in your lap scurry away at the sound of their very tired father leaving you to stand there with a cluttered disarray behind you. You sigh. “I’ll clean it up.” Your body throbs as it leaves its place on the couch, not bothering to even watch yourself as you accidentally stumble into Beomgyu. Though you immediately freeze at the familiar odor that excretes from him.

“Have you been drinking again?” You ask, turning around to face the man who just oddly stares at you. Pieces of gray litter his hair, a stubble grows but he still looks handsome as ever, stunning as he was in that damned cabin. “What’s it with you on what I do? You’re not my mom. You’re my wife.”

Aha.

You lean towards him with a comforting pat on his arm, understanding the horrible grief that stirs deep inside him. You wonder if you should let him off the hook this time, his mother, the grandmother of your kids had just passed away a month ago, and his unhealthy habit his just started a week after her passing.

Perhaps you were too nice to him, maybe those small jobs you’ve taken on had made you soft-hearted, but you always fell weak in front of Beomgyu and you realized that earlier on. “It’s ok, love.” You sigh, taking him into a hug, trying not to wince at the sour smell. He doesn’t do much to embrace you, but you don’t mind.

Parting away from him, you offer a weak smile to him.

“Tomorrow is the weekend. Let us get a bigger desk for our daughter since she’s now having the room to herself.”

Me and my husband

We're doing better

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gizkasparadise · 4 months

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2023 wrapped: cdrama edition!

taking a page from @dangermousie and doing an overview of all the cdramas i watched this year (i'll do one for kdramas later)! listed in order of least favorite to most favorite. favorite =/= objectively best/most well-made. just the ones i had the most fun watching.

15 have a crush on you. oh dear lord. this drama should be a case study for what happens when a bad drama has charismatic actors and they keep you trapped hostage. i watched this whole damn thing hating every minute of it on behalf of the poor female lead who definitely deserved better. the ending? absolutely batshit, and not in a fun way. one of the weirdest, worst endings ive seen since with you

14 back from the brink. too kitschy for me, i didn't last long on this one (i think 2 eps lol).

13 gone with the rain. i wanted to like this one because i love sean sun and troll general is exactly what i want out of life. but i didn't like the weird daydream asides, constant animal noise sound effects, and i found everyone kind of off-putting in a non-watchable way, so i peaced out really quick--ep 4ish

12 here we meet again. i love janice wu. i continue to try out her dramas hoping for something to grab me again. this one was pretty boring/too focused on the work element and not the rest of it.

11 exclusive fairytale. i have a secret weakness for youth-to-working-life dramas, so tried this one out. flat, not a lot of chemistry, and very color-by-numbers. the show was clearly made to vehicle jun, and that's okay, but not my thing

10 the starry love. i wanted to like this one because the side characters were fun and i loved the male lead/prince of heaven and all his awkward "please leave by 9" energy. but it bored me overall and unlike most folks i had no interest in the demon secondary ship. i dropped around ep 10

9 my journey to you. it kills me to rank this one so low because it was my most anticipated cdrama this year, but i just couldn't get into it. the pacing was too slow for me, and i couldn't stand how everyone talked to each other (long. pauses. and then. staring. and then. whispers. always the. whispers). i dropped this around midway

8 the love you give me. the chemistry between the leads was cute and it was a decent modern romance. started losing me around the midpoint when the paternity reveal hit and the ML got way into boundary crossing because of it

7 circle of love. objectively not a good drama. in fact, a toxic and batshit drama that has probably made me a worse person for watching it. but gd did my messy ass enjoy the trainwreck.

6 road home. you really got to be in the mood for this one, but it's a nice, understated and slow melo romance. but def not a bingeable show since it takes its time with everything

5 wonderland of love. another drama that i dont think is objectively great, but two competent schemers/martial artists trying to one-up each other is like ship catnip for me and this was a show that lived or died by its ship. surprisingly tame for the screenwriter, and had a happy ending! popcorn watch.

4 till the end of the moon. me and this drama were in a bad romance, which i suppose is thematically appropriate. i hated parts of it, i was super invested in others. the post-dream human arc was giving wuthering heights tragic obsession incredibleness. even with its flaws, i think most of cdramaland is in agreement that lyx/tantai jin stole the ML competition this year. great gowns, beautiful gowns

3 story of kunning palace. i adored the characters in this drama! even when the plot was losing my interest, everyone was cast so well and had so much charisma that i stayed pretty hooked from ep 10ish on. absolutely loved the mean high school theatre director wreck that was xie wei, as well as the other (imo) true love interest of the show, princess leyang. the desperate speech about being like iron is gonna live rent-free in my head

& then 1&2 are way ahead of the others for me this year/a very close race between them!

2 a journey to love. i love this drama so much!!! i have not skipped or speed watched a single scene which for me is a huge feat! great character work across the board -- even the side characters have a lot of nuance and interesting dynamics between them. beautiful fight scenes. great ost. one of the best, most balanced main couples ive seen in a show. it's gonna break my heart in a few eps when it ends, but i'll be happy about it

1 lost you forever (s1). this drama came out of NOWHERE and the vicegrip it had on me while it was airing!!! my favorite FL this year (although a journey to love's ruyi is a close second), and just a ton of fun while also being quietly devastating in parts. i loved how lived in and tired the FL felt, enjoyed the various flavors of mess from her love interests, and enjoyed how extra it could go while still giving us really grounded and complicated characters. this drama gets extra points for converting me on several actors i did not think that highly of before the show.

overall, despite how many i dropped (lol writing it out made me realize i dropped so, so many), cdramas delivered for me this year! my top two are on my short list for favorite dramas, period. everyone go watch a journey to love and lost you forever if you havent yet!!!

AWARDS

Favorite ship: definitely goes to ruyi and yuanzhou from a journey to love. it's just nice to see a couple that mutually supports each other's murders

Favorite FL: xiaoyao from lost you forever with ruyi from journey to love as a very close runner-up. i am here for this year's theme of competent, jaded ladies trying to reclaim their lives

Favorite ML: objectively, tantai jin from till the end of the moon should win this, but story of kunning palace's xie wei was just so entertainingly grumpy, petty, and unhinged which is a winning combo for me.

Favorite 2FL: princess yang ying from a journey to love. she's doing amazing and im proud of her!!

Favorite 2ML: technically third male lead, but xiang liu from lost you forever was my favorite to watch and had the best tuxedo mask exits

Best Cast: a journey to love, i literally adore all of them, even the ones i hate

Best Blood Cough: tantai jin, you beautiful bastard who needs a bib

#cdrama #gizka 2023 wrapped

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 7 months

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I have a headcanon idea! I wonder what would Ben Drowned and S/O be like swapping roles? Ben the regular dude just a gamer dude. But S/O is an entity/ghost was trapped in game such as Pokémon Black and White(as Hilda from Pokémon with bloody eyes, or Zelda with Bloody Eyes. Since BEN likes Zelda stuffs IDK.)

This is such an interesting concept!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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BEN x reader swapped positions

I think if you and BEN randomly just switched bodies one day, he probably wouldn't even believe it was actually happening

He's had dreams before where he comes back to life and continues to do his thing at the manor, but he's gotta hand it to his brain because this dream is very realistic

But when he does eventually get it through his head that he's not dreaming, he gets very excited!

He runs around, slams onto things just to feel pain again, sticks his head in the freezer to feel cold for once, and then goes and wraps up in a blanket to feel warm

I think that once the initial excitement wears off though, he's back to his normal self

Lazing around, playing video games, occassionally actually doing his job

The usual

He would be very weirded out by you being the entity though

I think he'd just....stare

Maybe he'd try to touch you, just to see if you're solid

Seeing you as zelda would get him very giggly around you

He thinks that it's kind of silly seeing you as a literal princess

And now my friends, we get into the slight angst

BEN has a lot of trauma regarding his human form and seeing it for the first time in a while would def hurt him a little

He keeps pondering about what his life would have been like if he didn't die

But, seeing as he has you to keep him distracted i trust he won't find himself daydreaming for long

If anything, he's excited to be human again because now he can actually experience the tingles on his skin when you lightly scratch it

Oh, how he loves his back rubs

#creepypasta #slender mansion #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #ben drowned x y/n #ben drowned x you #ben drowned creepypasta #ben drowned x reader #ben drowned

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lovehollyberry · 5 months

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Holly Berry

(Fire Emblem Three Houses Ver.)

An odd, but charming student at Garrech Mach’s Officers Academy. Claims to be from Fodlan, yet knows little of its culture. For seeming so naive she is quite skilled at magic. She can often be found scouring the monastery searching for her soulmate. A member of the Blue Lions House.

Though she believes she is rather smooth in fooling everyone, it’s quite obvious that she’s not who she claims to be. In truth, Holly is the Princess of Morfis. Against her parents wishes, she traveled to Fodlan in order to learn more about the world. She assumes an alias in order to keep her true identity a secret

(More Detailed Information Below)

✦Personality✦

Excited to be in Fodlan, she’s constantly asking questions that would seem obvious to someone born there. Her naivety coupled with her cheerfulness makes her come across as childish to others. Despite that, Holly is exceptionally intelligent. As Princess of Morfis, Holly was trained in magic from a young age. Advancing quickly, she’s able to cast the most difficult of spells in spite of her young age. She excels in reasoning and logic, making formidable battle strategies. With her charisma she leads others with ease, but one should be wary as she’s just as cunning as she is cute.

✦General Information✦

✧ Name: Lǐ Méi Huā (李梅花)

✧ Aliases: Holly Berry

✧ Birthday: 4th of The Red Wolf Moon

✧ Age: 16-17 (Pre-Timeskip), 22-23 (Post-Timeskip)

✧ Height: 153 cm

✧ Crest: The Mark of Resilience

(Unit recovers up to 10% of max HP at the start of each turn. The lower the units HP, the higher the bonus added to Atk/Spd.)

(Acts similar to a Crest, but is not a Crest)

✧ Affiliation: Holy Kingdom of Faerghus

✧ Status: Is Secretly The Princess of Morfis

✦Class✦

✧ Class: Commoner (Pre-Timeskip), Dancer (Post-Timeskip)

✧ Strengths: Sword, Bow, Reason, Faith, Authority

✧ Weaknesses: Axe, Brawling, Heavy Armor

✧ Budding Talent: Flying

✧ Personal Ability: Disarming Voice

(Foes within 2 spaces suffer Def/Res -7 during combat)

✦Likes and Dislikes✦

✧ Interests: Singing and Dancing, Daydreaming

✧ Likes: Ribbons, Cute Things, Sweets, Fairytales

✧ Dislikes: Bugs, Extreme Heat, Puzzles

#Holly #berry bunch #berry art #fire emblem #fire emblem oc #fire emblem three houses #fe3h #fe3h oc

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gy4rucartman · 6 months

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general goth kids hcs pt1!! henri and firkle will have their own post

michael:

The poetic one.

asian on both sides, himalayan-south asian and vietnamese mix. doesnt believe in gender, i like various hcs where hes gnc amab or afab it doesnt matter to me though i usually depict a transmasculine michael. Socially inept but has a burning desire to make more friends in an attempt to strengthen the Goth circle/community, but sucks at making new friends truthfully. autistic, schizophrenic. grows up to be a 6'6 giant that hits his head on doorways and has to hunch a lot. ace/grey and holds a secret undying love for pete but would rather cut his throat out than ever confess it. He channels it in poetry, song lyrics, and music. THE INFO DUMPER OF THE GROUP Gothness is almost a special interest to him and he knows way too much on the subject, comes off as a pretentious know it all but it comes from a genuine place of love and interest. Genuinely beautiful singing voice and a good musician. Grows up to be a professor either in theology or philosophy (so he can be a certified know it all of course). he def grows into his features as he grows up and becomes pretty beautiful as an adult, but Michael never cared for conventional standards of beauty or how he fit into it. Henrietta was Michaels first goth friend but he prior attempted to be close with those in the asian communities of south park, it didnt really work out since he was always an outsider. The only fairly close nongoth friend of his was the DDR kid from the dance off episode. Has general anger issues!!!

Pete:

the sensitive one

Japanese but he doesnt know much about his family. I like to think hes also just Japanese or mixed with something but doesnt know what that side is yet. raised by his grandparents and aunt or something, but probably has a single dad that is constantly working so he didnt spend that much time with him. Grew up very poor and romanticized simple things+older things and enjoyed daydreaming more than anything. Musically inept and sounds like a dying bird but the goths never shoot him down for it, except maybe Henrietta because shes allowed to. Visually artistic, paints surrealist/fine art pieces and makes crafts on ocassion. Insecure in his gothness and in himself and as a result he barks back the most at others. probably 5'3 forever, acne all over, nails bitten to hell, lips too, probably thin hair and kind of lost as to what he wants to do in the future--but he cooks pretty well out of survival which lands him a line cook job later on. hes a romantic and loves romantic era literature, much to everyone's ('Cept Michael..) dismay. Michael was the one to recruit him and all the goths pitched in to buy Pete new clothes and to live at least aesthetically somewhat happier than he was prior. Pete recruits Firkle later on additionally but all the goths have a hand in making sure he grows up with the right ideas. Pete doesn't necessarily have anger issues but hes deeply insecure and easy to react so he comes off as the hotheaded one in the group, when in truth Michael and Henrietta harbor far more internal anger issues.

#mod vulture #hcs #goth kids #sp goth kids #sp michael #pete thelman #sp pete #wahoo ill post firkle and henri in their own post in part 2 #sp hcs

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sluttytulips · 6 months

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rich!toji imagines

a/n- first post !! i’m excited to actually post and write my random little daydreams. i think i went a little overboard on this one think but 🤷🏻‍♀️.i’m new to actually posting anything so bear with me <3

-when i say school i mean college or university !!

-this is mainly nsfw so if you aren’t 18+ please do not interact or view my content!

• who buys you new clothes all the time because the second he sees you in that tight, pretty little dress, the panty and bra sets or the lingerie that he bought/picked out for you he can’t help but to rip it off as soon as he can after he sees you in it.

• “come on ah- toji this is my favorite dress.” “oh, don’t worry sweetheart i’ll buy a new one. but right now, it’s in the way and i need your pretty little cunt wrapped around my cock.” “tojiii” “fuckk- look how pretty your ass is in this. i can’t help it baby.”

• who loves to spoil you.

• wears a suit for his job but he never wears a tie. he just wears a dress shirt slightly unbuttoned with his jacket. (like a slut !!)

• who has you come to his work or study (when he is at home) and see him so you can cock warm him while he works.

• who loves to bend you over his desk and slap your ass until it is bright red before he practically ruins your cunt because you decided to start moving your hips while he was on call and he has to make you learn your manners.

• who sometimes orders a limo to drive the both of you around to formal occasions (especially work related ones) just so you can ride him/suck him off/he can give you head before. (rip to the chauffeur)

^^ he prefers to drive you around though

• who has you suck him off from under his desk when he’s speaking to a client/another employee in person (bonus points if it’s a higher up)

• who begins to drive you to and pick you up in an expensive car every day after you are finished with work/school bc again you are his princess (but also maybe because he’s heard about/seen your classmates/coworkers show interest in you and he wants to show that they aren’t half as good as him)

^^ he is possessive as fuck (not just as rich!toji)

^^ def covers you head to toe with hickies when something like that happens (more than normally bc yk he’s gotta make sure everyone knows you belong to him)

•who probably would work in stocks or something like that (we all know he loves a little gamble)

• who will bring you lunch every day on your break at work or when it’s your lunchtime at school.

• who would have you call him sir.

• who would have a room renovated/added to his house just for you to relax in (for example like a little room with some bookshelves and a comfy chair and your computer and filled with stuff you love yk like maybe art supplies, maybe it’s your work stuff, maybe it’s something to do with a hobby)

• i don’t know why this is important to me but i feel like i need to specify that he wears an expensive silver watch and a couple rings.

• sometimes he feels like he has to spoil you a lot to make up for who he is (not often but)

• will use his authority/status to low-key threaten people who hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

• who would dig up dirt on someone and practically blackmail them to leave you alone or even just send the person off to the police depending on how pissed he is.

^^ “if you touch her, if you even think about her i will ruin you.” “i suggest you stop running your mouth or i’ll be forced to speak to your superior about it and it would be such a shame for you to get fired.” “you wouldn’t want this to get out, would you?”

• who has one of those fancy offices at his work that has basically all glass walls and he loves to strip you completely naked and fuck you while you are pressed up against the glass

#toji fushiguro #jjk smut #toji imagine #toji thirst #toji x reader #toji x you #toji smut #jujutsu kaisen #smut #jjk toji #jjk toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen toji

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your-honor-im-zesty · 11 days

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Annabeth Chase headcanons

the show def rekindled my love for annabeth so here's some stuff thats been floating 'round my head lately (which is surprising, since she's not my favorite character)

her adhd and intellect make her the slacker in the group project who gets things 100% right and done last minute. she is a procrastinator at heart, but she knows algebraic equations like the back of her hand. she forgets to turn in assignments but can write an advanced analytical essay within 5 minutes. she daydreams during class but aces the quiz the next day. she's the slacker who gets good grades, basically

def bi (or pan, idk). i can see her acknowledging her attraction to girls, but it never gets as far as a full blown crush, like the one she had on percy. mostly prefers men.

she's actually not a rule-follower: she despises rules and authority as much as percy, but the difference is that she's smart enough to keep her mouth shut and do things discreetly

she treasures her siblings at Camp Half-Blood; they're her only blood relatives that actually care about her well-being from the get-go. so in return, they get her unwavering loyalty and unstoppable devotion. if you mess with them, she will kick your ass.

she's def the type to hyperfixate on a certain franchise (harry potter, lord of the rings, mortal instruments, etc.) and in that short time period, she will grind out the most in-depth theories and headcanons you have ever seen

she's the stolls' consultant on april fools' pranks, and if she gets paid a few drachmas every year for it- well, what chiron doesn't know won't hurt him

has a soft spot for children; due to her own childhood, she never wants to make a child ever feel unwanted or unloved. that's why she was so nice to nico- she didn't want him to experience the same loneliness she had (even though he inevitably did feel lonely)

fell in love with books as a child not because her mother was the goddess of wisdom but because it provided an escape from her reality. when she read books, she could pretend she was the main protagonist, and that she wasn't a demigod who was always being hunted or a girl who'd been abandoned as a child

had an art phase as a child. she hyperfixated on sketching and ended up growing out of it, but she was glad for it when she started becoming interested in architecture. in fact, she utilized her old artistic knowledge when re-designing olympus.

#annabeth chase #pjo #percy jackson fandom #percy jackson show #annabeth chase headcanons #pro annabeth chase #the more i write about her the more i like her #shit i think i'm falling in love with her character #fanon annabeth is trash tho #canon annabeth would totally kick her ass #i love canon not fanon

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jojikawa · 2 years

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Hi i’d like to request a chamber fic if you’re not too busy! I was thinking something along the lines of the character being really good friends with one of the agents, preferably a flirty one like yoru or phoenix and chamber gets jealous and corners the character to tell her that he likes her and all the flirting is driving him insane? If you want you can even make it so that the flirty agent was being overly flirty just to get under chamber’s nerves because they knew that chamber liked her.

Hello! I would love to write something like this. My favorites to write about is probably Chamber and Yoru. They’re def my type of guy XD Thank you for requesting me!

Vincent was happy. He could feel the pleasant excitement welling up in his stomach as he daydreamed about his favorite person. It was pretty obvious who he had a crush on but the other agents purposefully kept you out of the loop. The reason why was clear as well. Vincent wasn’t known to be the best guy.

His crush was a fan favorite amongst the Protocol due to their looks, personality, and skill. They were originally a weapon from the American military that was lent to team Valorant to extinguish the mirror earth problem. Everyone expected some war machine, modified killer animal hybrid, or some gun-slinging guy with a whole lot of luck but instead…they received a cute, charismatic woman named (y/n) nicknamed (a/n) by Brimstone for a code name.

Vincent originally believed you to be a new receptionist or something. He was a rich, skilled, and entitled man so he was bound to harbor a bit of misogyny. It made seeing you in action much more of a treat. You could kill enemies without breaking a sweat, run at top speeds, and break wind barriers. You were superhuman! All while wearing what you want. There was no need for armor at all. It made him so interested in you.

The rich man just didn’t exactly know how to approach you. You were always so caught up with everyone else because of your popularity. You seemed so sweet and kind, no one wanted him to “corrupt” you. Jett and Neon would always joke about how you needed to be protected from him at all costs because he “clearly just wanted to use you.”

Alas, Vincent’s eye wasn’t the only one you had caught. It was becoming clear that more people were trying to pursue you. Men and women alike. Of course, no girls spoke of their crushes on you but the guys could never keep their mouths shut. So far, he was only ever able to figure out three people. Sova, Phoenix and Yoru.

Sova was more reserved. He knew that he would push his feelings aside and never confess to you. Not worried about him at all. Phoenix? He flirted a lot but he was too goofy for you. You needed a rich, handsome, French marksman to take care of you. Yes, definitely! Yet there was one person with who he couldn’t stop being jealous of.

Yoru.

Vincent just couldn’t understand why at first until he really paid attention to your interests with him. You didn’t roll your eyes or wave him off as you did with Phoenix. You actually gave Yoru your time. It was innocent in your eyes but the Japanese man pestering you thought a lot more of it.

Yoru would puff up his chest, making sure his hair was right before asking you:

“Hey, (y/n), wanna come to the range with me? I want to show you the new ability I just learned.”

Sickening.

But you would say:

“Sure, Yoru, what is it this time?”

How could you? You must’ve had no idea, right? He hated this type of situation. He was seen as shady so if he said anything to you or about you, everyone else would be jumping down his throat. Well, everyone except for Reyna, that is.

The demonic-looking woman seemed to humor Vincent since she had her eye on you as well. As he watched you and Yoru socialize, Reyna approached him. The man hadn’t even noticed she was standing next to him with a grin on her face as he gazed at you.

“You are staring at her, mijo.” She purred, finally getting his attention. This made him laugh, not being started by her presence. “A gentleman does not stare; he admires.” He replied, shifting himself to make the staring less noticeable.

“Admiring with fire in your eyes? I didn’t know someone as bland as you can be so aggressive~” She laughed at his naïveity. “It is too bad that (y/n) is a free spirit. The girl needs more than a boring square.”

Vincent sighed before turning to the woman. “I hope this isn’t your way of siding with the others. Or perhaps, you are jealous?” He smirked back at her but was still unable to get a reaction out of her. “I have no one to be jealous of,” Reyna reassured. “Soon, the apple of our eye will realize that none of you are worth her time. See, look at Yoru.” She then gestured her head to tell Vincent to look. “All men do is talk about themselves. Especially the uninteresting ones…All so boring.”

Without a word, Reyna disappeared before Vincent noticed. She was a little mysterious sometimes but this seemed to be her way of giving a little advice.

You entertained Yoru for a bit as he talked about his new cloning ability. You thought it was pretty cool at first but the conversation was a little long-winded. He hasn’t even shown it to you yet. He only gave scenarios of how it would be useless.

“–So, uh,” You interrupted him mid-sentence. “You’re only able to make your clone walk in one direction so far? Wouldn’t they already know it’s a fake?” You tilted your head in a cute way. He lit up as if he were waiting for you to say something like that.

“Ah! Actually, I have a solution. I walk out with my clone and then they won’t be able to tell.” His face was so red and he wasn’t able to understand how unintelligent he sounded sometimes.

“…but what if they shoot you instead of the clone? What if they shot both?” You placed your thumb and index finger on your chin as you began to think.

Yoru opened his mouth to speak but Chamber came behind you. He placed a hand on your shoulder to grab your attention. The only way he could stand out is if he made some moves, regardless of what others thought about him.

“You don’t mind if I have a word with our teammate, do you?” Chamber asked, towering behind you just as Yoru did in front of you. The rift walking man knitted his eyes together at the French marksman. He knew Chamber had his eyes on you and so did others. No way would he let him have you, but he needed to be respectful to you.

You could tell Yoru was acting a bit jealous just by his expressions. He wasn’t very good at hiding it. Luckily, as a woman, most of this stuff stood out very easily to you.

You smiled at Yoru, causing his eyes to dart from Chamber to you. “We can do some aim training later tonight.” You waved him off but in a sweet way. He huffed, turning around before saying “then don’t forget it.”

Once Yoru was far away enough, you turned to Chamber. He had a smug look on his face. The same one he always wore when he spoke—only to you.

“Good Afternoon, Chamber. What makes you want to see me today?”

This was the perfect time because the two of you were alone now inside of the Gathering Hub. There was no one to interrupt you either. “I want nothing more than to have a small chat with you. It won’t take up any of your time.” The French man verbalized, sending chills down your spine.

“Oh? Okay.”

“You look absolutely stunning, and I don’t mean that in the standard way either. Perhaps, we could get to know each other a little more…personally.” Chamber whispered softly and seductively. This made your eyes widen just a bit.

Ha. He got you! You were all flushed and adorable now.

“You sound just like the others!” You giggled, covering your mouth with your hand just a little.

Um…what?

“I sound like the others? Who do I sound like exactly?” If Chamber wasn’t in your presence he would definitely be choking right now! He observed how your innocent face changed. It went from bright and bubbly to subtle and trivial as you tried to think for a moment.

“Yoru and Phoenix! They say nice things like that all the time. I’m glad I have such a strong friendship with you all. I think you look magnificent! I like your clothing and your glasses.” You giggled even more, unable to contain how happy you were that you were getting to socialize so much!

You didn’t have much time here because once mirror earth was no longer a threat, you would belong to the U.S Military once again. “I didn’t know they thought so highly of you…and were so open about it as well.” The French marksman muttered the last part.

“I’m not used to such attention. Is something wrong, Chamber?” You asked innocently, tilting your head at the man who was visibly reacting to all your words. “No, not at all.” He replied.

“Though, I wonder, what exactly do you plan to do with Yoru later…?” He was genuinely curious if you would ever become more than a friend with the rift walker or anyone else.

You shrugged. “I'm not sure. I assume he just wants me to stroke his ego for his good aim.” Although, your joke didn’t seem to make him laugh. “He probably wants you to stroke something else as well…” Chamber muttered to himself but your genetically enhanced hearing caused you to hear him anyway.

“Huh?!” You perked up, blushing like an idiot. “Oh, come on, Chamber! It’s not like that…” You instinctively grabbed a piece of your hair and twirled it, avoiding eye contact. The marksman smirked. He loved making you flushed. It was so adorable. “Then surely, he wouldn’t mind if I joined you on your adventure?”

“Oh! Sure! I don’t mind you coming.”

“It’s a date then.” Chamber winked at you, making you blush a bit more. He only hoped Yoru didn’t make you blush this much.

Later that day, you went to the range as scheduled to meet Yoru.

Chamber tagged along. When you arrived, Yoru laid eyes on you. He lit up like a Christmas tree. Perhaps, he didn’t expect you to come. Unfortunately, the twinkle in his eye died and his smile faded. There was a particular shadow that towered over you as it followed.

“Hi, Yoru!” You waved to him as you approached him. Yoru didn’t reply. He seemed to be too busy looking through you and at the man behind you. “Bonsoir~”

You saw that Yoru had a ghost in his hand. “Oh! Are we having another shooting competition?” You smiled warmly. “I hope you can finally beat me!” This grabbed Yoru’s attention. He smiled slyly, readying his weapon. “Oh I know I can. And no cheating this time.”

You turned to Chamber. “You want to join? I’m currently undefeated.” You told him. Surely, he couldn’t beat you but he would just like to watch.

“I will have to pass, ma Cherie. Just pretend I am not even here.”

“Okay!”

The shooting target content with Yoru was fun despite you winning again. Chamber expected him to act bratty as usual. It was how he usually behaved whenever he couldn’t come out on top but…that didn’t happen.

Yoru praised you for your skills. Something that was extremely foreign to Chamber but normal to you. Was he always like this to you? He had no idea.

Yoru made a witty remark, taking out his butterfly comb to style his hair. You seemed interested in this. “I’ve always wondered, Yoru, how do you make it come out?”

“Oh, this? It’s pretty easy!” Chamber watched Yoru close the comb and do a cool motion that made the comb show itself again. “Can I try?” You asked, standing at an angle that prevented the marksman from seeing what exactly was happening. He tilted his head outward, looking a bit awkward but he didn’t care.

The man observed your attempts to use the comb. You failed so charmingly, causing any man in the vicinity to give in to their masculine urge to help you.

Yoru chuckled. “Here. Let me show you.” He grabbed your wrist gently with one hand and your fingers in the other. He showed you what your hand and fingers should do. “I can show you some tricks too.”

Yoru peaked above your head, looking straight at Chamber who was previously confused and trying to see. He could see the grin forming on the man’s face as the two of you exchanged friendly contact. He was doing this on purpose. What a rat!

“Hey, (y/n), you know I have a motorcycle too, right?”

“Hm? Really? That’s so cool. You have to show me!”

“Maybe this weekend, I can take you for a ride.”

“Aw, sure, Yoru. That would be so fun.”

No! He was NOT taking you for a ride!

You fiddled with the butterfly comb a little more before just giving up. It was a little embarrassing. “Gah, I still can’t get it-“ You had begun to say before you felt a hand on your back. “No worries, Cherie.” Chamber smoothly took the comb from you and opened it accordingly. When he finished, he handed it back to Yoru who snatched it aggressively.

“You guys make it look so easy!” You placed your hands on both of your cheeks. “We can work it out step by step later.” Chamber offered. “Also, (y/n), I must speak to you.” He eyed Yoru. “…privately.”

“Sure!”

Chamber led you to a part of the training grounds that was far, far from Yoru. This was such a different approach for him to take but your innocence made it too hard. He couldn’t bear the possibility of you and Yoru of all people.

The blatant flirting from him was shameless and too much. He really did treat you differently than the others.

“Chamber? What’s wrong? Did you feel left out?” You frowned. You knew it had to be something. The last thing you wanted was for him to not have fun.

“No, no, mademoiselle. Nothing, in particular, is wrong, it is just…” Chamber trailed off, losing his usual attitude and his ability to form sentences.

Say it.

Say it!

“Do you have something going on with Yoru?”

You blinked. Was he actually serious?

“N-No. He and I are just friends.” You answered but this only made Chamber smile and laugh. “Are you sure? He seems to think otherwise. He and the other agents are always flirting with you. You don’t really protest that either.”

“They’re just being nice, Chamber!”

“Being courteous and flirting is very different, Cherie. Your innocence shields you from the consequences and I have to admit that it drives me a little crazy.”

You knitted your eyebrows together. “What’s that supposed to mean?” You placed your hands on your hips. Chamber sighed. “I have to deal with hearing everyone else talk to you and about you in a particular way. It’s more than just being nice.”

“How do you know it’s more than being nice?”

Chamber took a step towards you. Your face heated up when his hand rested on your cheek. “Ch-Chamber?” You called for an answer but he seemed to ignore you.

“I know that it is more than being nice because I would like to admit that I am the best at making it look this good.” He told you. “I want you to be mine.”

Maybe you were oblivious all this time. It was like a pleasant surprise that came out of nowhere! It almost felt like you were in a real-life harem and one of the people you have a huge crush on had admitted their feelings for you.

Chamber leaned downward, his hand becoming more secure around your jawline and chin. Suddenly, a bunch of old memories invaded your mind. The French man made it known to give you light kisses on your hand when he would greet you. Something he hadn’t done to any other agent. You never received that from anyone else and enjoyed them a lot. They made you feel warm, causing you to get butterflies in your tummy and shy away from him.

You liked him too.

In a second, his lips finally connected to yours, lightly pressing against them. You closed your eyes as you were pulled to the tips of your toes to make up for your height. Chamber’s face was red. This was extremely bold, even for him but he had to own it.

Yoru, eavesdropping, cursed to himself. “Damnit. I knew they were dating.”

#submission #chamber headcanons valorant #valorant chamber #valorant chamber x reader #chamber #chamber x reader #fluff #[💌] - request #valorant headcanons #valorant x reader #valorant fanfiction #valorant imagines

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containedconspiracy · 4 months

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ough your bps designs are so neat!!! i would def like to hear more about your interpretations for adam and jonah!!

AAAH TYSM !! :D That I can do!

(INFO'S BELOW THE CUT, DIDN'T WANNA SPAM..

so, for starters, let's just go over the basic stuff of the duo.. I personally think that Adam and Jonah aren't really friends. Or it's really one-sided. Jonah likes Adam a bit, finds him weird and kind of interesting to watch, Adam finds Jonah to be one of the most annoying people on planet earth.

they sort of bounce off of eachother with Adam usually taking everything seriously while Jonah takes a solid nothing seriously, not until he gets involved, at least.. Adam personally hates that fact about Jonah more than anything, but finds him to be tolerable when they're having normal conversations. Or when Jonah's useful.

also, probably the most controversial hc i have ever, Jonah's taller. sorry, Adam.

Jonah was accepted into BPS when Sarah made Adam get someone else to do the whole alternate-luring stuff with. Jonah solely exists as a replacement in Adam's mind, and maybe a crutch for when he's feeling lonely. Which is rare.

Anyways, onto individuals! Jonah's up first because I have a little less to say.

Jonah.

Jonah, design wise, was supposed to kind of give off the vibe of a wannabe scene or emo kid. His baggy clothes and accessories as well as dyed hair are just because he thinks it looks cool, he doesn't have many other reasons for it. His hair color and general style is sorta similar to his canon counterpart, keeping the same dark to silver gradient as well as the general spiky/side-swept look of it.

Personality wise, he thinks he's hot shit. He's confident and takes everything about as serious as you'd expect him to. He does find the ghost hunting and paranormal stuff a little interesting, but he's mostly just in it for the stories and the money. His parents are pretty rich, with his dad being a lawyer and all, and he has a good dozen of friends outside of BPS. Nothing's keeping him here besides his own interest in the organization.

That doesn't mean he doesn't care about it at all, though! He likes the people there, he likes getting to hang out and feeling cool because he gets to steal and sneak around empty places. It's the kind of rebellious that he always daydreamed about when he was living his completely ordinary, honestly kind of boring old life.

MISC ;

- he's 6'2".

- aroace, never had romantic interest in anyone, never will.

- Lots of scrapes on skin under clothes from just being generally stupid during investigations.

- adhd win

Adam.

If you can't tell by now, Adam's my favorite TMC character. A lot of these headcanons are from way back when vol 2 had just come out, and I'm still somewhat attached to them. Don't mind me being insane.

Design-wise, Adam looks a lot.. softer than Jonah does? He's supposed to have a sort of obviously-fake innocent look, mostly with the wide eyes and rounder shapes used for his hair and face. His hair's dyed in a split style as a reference to the fact that while he's seen as having brown/black hair in the series, he's actually blonde. Same goes for his eyes, which are darker in-series but most people draw him with blue eyes. This isn't the result of contacts or anything, he just naturally has heterochromia. Even before he got taken by Intruder..

Furthering the eye discussion, he may seem like the odd one out when compared to how I draw the other BPS members, and it's mostly to give him a more unsettling appearance in comparison. While the others have simple eyes with flatter eyelids and simpler pupils, his closer resemble how I draw the alternate's eyes, specifically taking inspiration from the eye shape I gave Intruder. Like father, like son, I guess..?

Personality wise, he's far from nice. Or extroverted. He's the opposite of Jonah in every way. He rarely cares for others but still takes everything seriously, even when nobody else around him will, and he's mean by default. He doesn't really process any of his negative emotions in any way besides anger and lashing out. (or isolation, god forbid..) When in a social situation where he's not trying to be a complete asshole, he's just socially awkward. He doesn't have many friends, mostly because he doesn't want any, and he doesn't care enough to try and figure out all of the intricacies of social interaction, often coming off as blunt or uncaring. (Which he usually is, anyways!)

The cross necklace he has isn't there for any religious reasons- In fact, it's just there because he noticed that Alternates tend to be drawn to people who actively practice religion. He wanted to bring them in without devoting any of his time to actually trying to find faith in a god. He's a complete atheist.

..or, is, until Mandela Catalyst..

But we don't need to worry about that!

MISC ;

- 5'10".

- Trans, but not FTM. No, he's just genderless horror to male. It counts to me.

- Also covered in bruises and scratches, mostly from fights or lashing out on inanimate objects.

- Supposedly has/Is Diagnosed with M.A.D.

#postsfromthecontainmentcell #the mandela catalogue #tmc #jonah marshall #adam murray

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daylighteclipsed · 4 months

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i def have my critiques and preferences for the show…pacing is def a problem but theyre at least making up for the weird pacing with more character/relationship building scenes. my two major complaints that im holding out for expansion later is percy being more of a daydreamer than an ACTUAL troubled kid (coming from a troubled kid who related to percy for causing trouble and not wanting to) and his signature “edge” so to speak being so little to nothing. my other complaint is the exposition being weird? Like i feel tlt set up and paid off SO WELL in how it presented exposition without it turning into a greek myth lecture and it becoming important later on. But we got no mention of kronos or big three gods yet for instance and that makes me worried about the flow of the story.

overall im really enjoying it and looking at it as “its not gonna be the exactly the book but thats what the book is for.” There are some changes to tone and characters but so far im optimistic. Luke to me is by far a significant improvement.

You’re right, you’re right. I guess I went in expecting the show to be more faithful to the books than it is. I need to adjust my expectations.

Removing a lot of the “hotheaded troublemaker” aspect of Percy does make him feel like a pretty different character. He feels watered down — same goes for Gabe, which I have mixed feelings about. But I do kind of like the TV show making Percy an artist, or at least someone who likes drawing and is good at it! If only because it (potentially) adds to his friendship with Rachel later.

I simultaneously like the show’s handling of Luke and dislike it lmao. I’m a little bitter that a lot of his showing Percy around camp in the show is done by Annabeth in the book. It does give Luke more of a mentor feel, but… I love Annabeth and her bond with Percy so much. I’m biased lol.

The pacing and exposition is… definitely not great so far. The show makes changes from the book that I don’t really get why they changed? Like Kronos and the gods could’ve been talked about/introduced in the museum on the field trip like in the book, and that would’ve made more sense? And that would’ve set up Percy’s dreams of Kronos talking to him a little more. (At least, I think it’s Kronos talking to him?)

Idk. The show’s okay so far. But I am really interested to see if they’re going to humanize the monsters like Medusa more. A more nuanced angle like that would really make this adaptation unique. Some of the so-called monsters are victims of the gods just like the demigods are. And it would be interesting to see Percy emotionally connect with Medusa and others like her rather than just swinging his sword.

#pjo tv spoilers #aanau #it feels like the show is really going to challenge little percy’s line regarding what makes someone a hero #’because he kills monsters’#and i am really interested to see where they take that #it would be p cool if they can pull off not slaying medusa #but idk what would happen to her after that. what would she do instead of killing people shdhdbd

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voidzphere · 24 days

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you asked for more rarepairs so you shall receive :3

tell me what u think of these ships

classicgenocross/purple melted icecream (i lov these stinkfarts sm!!! always think about them when i watch underverse ^_^)

ccinodream (they’re so freaking healthy :33 just sliding my opinion in here…. i think they’re way better than fluffymare…)

farmink/landscape (they’re such cuties!!! i see them farming together and ink just running after the chickens :3c ink would def name them silly little names)

classicdream/daydream (ough they’re so freaking cute…. the sillies would totes have hot chocolate at night and cuddle)

classicreaper/repeated death (such a good ship for angst…)

ciller/kross/killercross (my little stinkfarts)

insomnia/errordream (ARGGG THIS SHIPPP I LOVE INSOMNIAAAA)

classicouter/stargazing (these r my cuties ever. good god i love them so freaking much)

anti error x deranged!error (by mewo) (THIS WAS SUCH AN INTERESTING CRACKSHIP AND I WAS LIKE “they’re both a little crazy but what if they kiss….. holy fart…”) + more points because its classicerror but a little more sillier

I GAZPED. DERANGED ERROR MENTIONED ⁉️⁉️ MY GF'Z SON ⁉️⁉️🔥🔥🔥

anyway !!! pilez this all up in my armz

SOO CUTE. WOULD LOVE THIS

this soundz healthier than a strawberry salad bruh.. /pos

THATZ SO CUTE i feel like theyd zpeak different languagez to each other :3

TOTEZ A HOT CHOCOLATE CUDDLE COUPLE

ANGST POTENTIAL 101

rubz my handz together me and the bad bitch i pulled by being annoying ..

WE LOVE INSOMNIA IN THIS HOUSEHOLD.

CLASSIC N OUTER AAAHH AAHHH I LOVE THEM I DONT SEE THEM ENOUGH

I NEVER. THOUGHT OF THIS ?? THEYD GO SO WELL TOGETHER ?? YOU MIGHT BE A GENIUS ??

pointz. i love theze. love them. stuffz them into my clozet

#killz answerz #love me some skeleton rarepairz #WE NEED MORE CONTENT OF THEZE FUCKERZ #SHAKEZ

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suffarustuffaru · 11 months

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Which anime/games/film works do you like to choose to crossover with Re:zero? And which characters from these works do you think will get along well with Subaru and become good friends?

ooh……. these are some tricky questions… (complimentary)

i will say though that when i think of crossovers i do tend to prefer fandom fusions :o i like the idea of blending in the media im crossing over :o !! if youre interested in that sort of thing also, i made an umbrella academy-rezero fusion au fic with turacoverdin and ive made like T^T either shitposty or serious writing or art for several other fusion aus for the past two years… just bc i like the idea of placing rezero characters in like. different scenarios and studying them like bugs under a microscope HAH some other fusions ive done / daydreamed about include madoka magica, attack on titan, persona 5, also did some chainsaw man au doodles (unlike most people when they do chainsaw man aus i put emilia as denji and subaru as asa wodnsjs HEAR ME OUT OK—)… etc etc i suppose… also that one time i drew rezero characters as mario characters and tried way too hard on it—

anyway. as for what characters will get along with subaru—honestly i havent thought about it much so uhhh perhaps i will try right now!! :O i feel like characters like homura from madoka magica could be interesting… bc i feel like for him itd be like acquiring a new little sister bc she has her whole (apologies for madoka magica spoilers? HAH) time travel to save the girl she loves thing… homuras been through a lot and im 100% sure she and subaru will be able to relate to each other. homura kind of has that cold demeanor beatrice used to have too so YES new little sister acquired mayhaps!!!! and depending on how hes feeling he can cheer on her crimes or comfort her fr :,,))

on other hand i feel like throwing subaru at chainsaw man characters would be fucking hilarious… denji and power with subaru would probably get along like a house on fire…. subaru would probably react similar to aki in this situation. its the big brother figure in him kicking in again. that and power is like head empty and high energy and so is shaula so maybe subarud be like awww… 🥺 at her. shes gonna become like his new feral cat (affectionate). theyd probably have a similar dynamic to subaru with shaula (fond and exasperated). with denji i feel like theyd both be arguing all over the place bc theyre both Loud (literal) (metaphorical) and denjis moral compass is almost entirely just Must Save Animals!!! but like i feel like subaru would be fond of the guy and feel bad for him. im sure they can relate between. getting fucked over by Certain Women and subaru can help teach denji the importance of human connection!!! the latter of which would be important if subaru ever meets asa also T^T uhh minor part 2 spoilers but like yeah asas 1000% an incel and while shes not Literally a shut in she is Metaphorically a shut in and i feel like he could really relate to her and also Acquire Another Little Sibling yes this ask has turned into me saying subaru should get more little sibling figures but STILL i think subaru and asa are pretty similar and he’d have good advice for her!!!!!!!!

on the other hand though subaru would definitely pull an otto with pre-time skip armin attack on titan. armins a lot like otto and mikasas similar to rem so im sure subarud get along swimmingly and yell at them to have more self respect wodndnd. pre-time skip, early development eren tho???? subaru would knock him down Several pegs im sure erens Everything (his personality.) is gonna remind him a bit of himself also wkdnsns. that and hes def gonna be like “STOP. BEING A DICK TO MIKASA.” on the Other other hand subaru is gonna get his ass Particularly BEAT if you put him in the csm or aot verse. on the Other Other other hand, subaru is used to making friends while experiencing horrors so maybe he’ll be fine!! having rbd in csm and aot would probs be useful actually its just be total Hell the minute he gets caught up in anything 😭😭😭

anyway this is the most scuffed analysis from me, anon wodnsjs but i hope you enjoyed my answer!!!

#i really did try so hard on that rezero mario art HAH the coloring on it went so hard 🥰🥰#one day i will make csm and aot and madoka magica fanart!!#i love all three of those stories also <33 #anon if u havent seen them go watch if it seems up ur alley!!#OH SHIT I FORGOT TO SAY BUT UNDERTALE/DELTARUNE WOULD BE A FUN CROSSOVER TOO #and it is Considerably a kinder world compared to pmm and aot and csm if u ignore the bad routes widjdjd #ask

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