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hells-wasabii · 3 months

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could i request a drabble or headcanons for:

Vox with a reader (male, but can be gn if u want) who is also an overlord, and he is in business with Vox. He tends to annoy Vox allot, and is the type to push people’s buttons on purpose. He is also known for practically being nocturnal, so it’s very hard for Vox to get ahold of him for a business meeting.

Vox subconsciously had a crush on him, but denies it to himself, convinced he just finds him so annoying he must be confused. But one day, during a meeting with him, (which is in the middle of the day) he notices him nodding off. He is annoyed at first, but then suddenly the reader’s head falls against his shoulder….😱😱😱

I’m basically just asking for Vox’s reaction to reader falling asleep on his shoulder LOL, just added some backstory for fun :P

have a good day ^^

A/N: For this request i went with a drabble so i could play into the back story a little more, i hope that's alright! But i really like this prompt! can't go wrong with denial of feelings!

Character: Vox

Type: Drabble (Falling asleep on his shoulder, m!reader, Fluff)

You were late again.

You usually were when it came to your meetings, if you even showed up that is. Sometimes you couldn't help yourself. There was just something special about waking up to a slew of angry emails and voicemails.

Most times you were late just for the hell of it, wearing on the nerves of your host, but this time you really hadn't meant to.

It was common knowledge you were practically nocturnal, after all, you were the overlord associated with nightlife. Your body functioned on a different schedule than most demons.

The video demon hadn't actually expected you to come in for this meeting, he'd certainly been surprised to receive a confirmation email pop up on his screen right as the first rays of sun peaked through his window. Now it was-- the overlord checked the time on his phone again-- 1:12 p.m.. And you'd even set the time. Most of your meetings took place in the evening, sometime near sunset. A little earlier than when you would be waking up if he recalled correctly. Not that he actually cared enough to memorize your sleep schedule. He certainly didn't like you or anything thing, and anyone who said otherwise was a damn liar. That would be completely preposterous.

Especially seeing as to how you were the guy that pissed him off the most. Almost as if it was your fucking job to make him short-circuit and then keel over laughing about it. Just thinking about it made his screen heat up.

The door to the conference room burst open and there you were, huffing and puffing, grinning that insufferable smile of yours that you wore before fraying his wires.

"You're late, asshole." You opened your mouth, undoubtedly with some ridiculous excuse about having to help an old hag across the road, but Vox was quick to continue. "Let's get this over with."

To make matters worse, of all the places you could have sat in the conference room you just had to choose the one next to his. It was like you knew exactly what to do to push his buttons. But it was fine. Totally fine. Vox hoped beyond hope that you would take the meeting seriously at least.

And you did, thankfully. About 20 minutes had passed, the two of you discussing numbers and business. The video demon chanced a glance your way, a grumble in his chest when he notices you were starting to nod off.

Choosing to ignore it he continued on, moving on to the revenue of the project spread out before the both of you. Then suddenly, there was a thud against his shoulder.

There was no fucking way.

Sure enough, Vox cranes his neck and you're passed out on his shoulder.

Great. Just fucking great.

You were lucky you looked so peaceful or he would have shoved you off right then and there. That was what he told himself at least.

Vox does his best to stay still, but not too rigid. He stays there for what couldn't. have been longer than an hour before you finally wake back up. Not that he particularly minded, having taken the time to browse the ratings of his latest shows.

"Shit, sorry." You mumbled an apology as you straightened in your seat. Your eyes never left the other Overlord, looking for any reaction. This time might not be too great if he blew his lid. But you could've sworn he was blushing.

"It's fine," he grumbled, not meeting your eyes. "Just don't let it happen again."

You can't help the smile that tugged at the corner of your mouth. "Sure thing, pictureshow."

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox #vox headcanons #drabble #fluff

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nejiverse · 1 year

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LONGING

Rin Itoshi

In which Rin is just a big drama queen who doesn’t let you get a single thing done. Fem! Reader

Cw: kissing thats it

565 words

Rin sighed.

This was like the umpteenth time he was doing so. You were sat at the desk, finishing up your work and you told Rin this but you’ve been at that desk for an hour and twenty-three minutes now (he was counting). Rin thought if anything, you were starting assignments rather than finishing.

He sighed again.

"What's wrong Rin?", you gave in to his sighs. It was all too obvious that he was waiting for you to say something.

"Nothing, just thinking about how lukewarm you are", he muttered into the pillow he was hugging as he scrolled aimlessly on his phone.

If truth be told he wasn't doing anything at all on his phone, he was literally scrolling his home screen back and forth, eyes falling onto the picture behind the apps that you forced him to take with you one rainy day last September if he remembered correctly.

You were also the one that changed his boring default home screen to that picture, he just never bothered to change it back.

"Not this again—", you face palmed.

"Lukewarm".

This was Rin being sour that you haven't given him physical affection today yet. You weren't doing it on purpose, you've just been busy.

You turned your upper body around to face him. He spared you a a quick glance but looked back at his phone, he even had the audacity to roll his eyes at you.

"Baby i'm literally—".

"Lukewarm. Don't wanna hear it".

You couldn't help but let out a small giggle at his immature behaviour. The way he was saying all this with a stoic face made it even more amusing.

You let silence fill the room for a while before Rin sighed once more and got out of bed, his feet stomping lazily against the carpet.

"Where're you going?", you asked curiously.

"Not telling you".

His two to three word long responses were telltale of what he wanted.

You stood up and grabbed his wrist as to stop him from leaving and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a big warm hug. He looked down at you and even though his facial expressions didn't change, you felt his body mould into yours.

"You gonna tell me where you're going now?", you asked with a smile, lifting your head up from his chest.

He blinked once and replied with a small "No".

You then placed a hand on his jaw and kissed his right cheek, then his other, and finally his lips.

"What about now?".

He took your hand and kissed your palm sweetly. "Bed, so come with me".

"Bed is right there", you voiced, nodding your head behind you. "So why're you leaving the room?".

Simply because he had no destination outside the bedroom. Rin being the drama queen he was merely wanted to make a whole scene.

"Was gonna look for another girlfriend", before you knew it, he attacked your neck and collarbone with peppered kisses and you exploded into laughter.

"You’re mean!”.

Rin scoffed a laugh. “You’re one to talk”.

He acts like he’s unbothered and doesn’t care but trust me he does.

masterlist :)

a/n: i remember my anti-rin phase….look at me now

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rainbow-starlight · 4 months

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Why is Help Wanted 2 Sun… Like That?

Okay, I’ve been putting off making this post until I felt like I had a better idea of what was going on, and now that I’ve watched at least part of a play-through and gone over the lines a whole bunch, I think I’m ready.

I’m gonna talk about my thoughts on Sun as a character as well as HW2 as a whole here, so it’ll be a bit long. Pop some popcorn or something.

Please keep in mind that this is all my personal opinion and you’re free to disagree with it! In fact, if you think I’m totally wrong, please tell me why. I love new perspectives!

SO! Let’s get right into it, shall we?

First things first: Help Wanted 2 Sun is not the same guy as Security Breach/Ruin Sun. If his personality difference was significant enough to surprise you, that’s because he’s a different person.

I’m not entirely sure how much of Help Wanted 2 is meant to be actually happening, but I think that at least the mini games are training simulations.

However, it’s important to note that a lot of the stuff happening in the mini games is just… nonsense. How did Freddy get frozen like that? What’s with those regular batteries in his arms? Why are half the supplies in first aid explicitly for robots and not humans? Why is there a shredder table in the daycare for kids to stick fingers into?

Some of this can be shrugged off with the usual “FazCo is meant to be comedically shitty and the tech often doesn’t make sense anyway,” but the first aid simulation is what really stood out to me. Even with the previous explanations, that doesn’t explain the calming gas mask that could only ever fit Helpy or the steel wool scrubber or the tank cleaner spray bottle among the medical supplies. If the goal is to train new first aid staff to avoid lawsuits, it’s doing a pretty poor job of it. So… what is it for?

I touched on this idea previously with my post about Sun’s AI being trained on kids’ artwork. The idea of FazCo making a silly new employee training game as a means of harvesting behavioral data to train their AIs seems very within their realm of scummy.

This is why the Arts & Crafts mini game exists. It’s literally a task that requires exact copying. Maybe it’s essentially like teaching an AI to solve captchas by feeding it a bunch of data on how humans solve them correctly and incorrectly.

Maybe its presence is explained to employees as fun practice with the VR system or a break activity during training or something.

This would explain several things about the game.

The existence of the shredder table and Sun shredding literally ALL of your artwork: It being a funny way to despawn the stuff you make is a lot more reasonable when that’s exactly what it’s for in-universe, too. The generators in the play structures are unsafe enough, but that would’ve been on another level if it were real.

Sun’s line “Be creative on your own time, we are making ART!” It literally isn’t a creative activity, it’s a task. I know you can’t really apply logic to a lot of FNAF stuff, especially the DCA’s design, but if Sun were actually this detail-oriented and perfectionistic with everything, he’d never be able to function in childcare.

The fact that Sun’s “fear” of the dark seems like a bit. It literally is a bit. There’s no threat, it’s not real. I originally thought he just wanted the player out of his space faster and didn’t know how to assert a boundary there, but I think it’s actually just to make the player finish the tasks faster for data collection purposes.

Possibly also why he’s so comfortable being casually rude to the player. He is a jester, after all, and the player has lots of opportunities to do things they shouldn’t, too. It’s basically all a bit.

Also… what if the minigames have versions of the base AIs in there? It’s a version of the Sun AI with the theater programming and the basics of the childcare stuff? His entire existence is a shitty little simulation where he runs a singular activity for grown adults who can’t (or won’t) follow very simple instructions.

The biggest thing that’s been bothering me about the takes I’ve seen regarding HW2 Sun’s personality is that people have been calling him “mean” while completely ignoring the circumstances he’s reacting to. If a coworker came into my personal space and I was so generous as to share my favorite activity with them and they proceeded to intentionally ignore the rules I set and EAT SUPPLIES I USE FOR WORK? Yeah, no, I’d react like that too.

There’s definitely something interesting about how genuinely excited and happy Sun sounds when first welcoming his new friend the player to the daycare and inviting them to Arts & Crafts vs. when they return. He seems like he WANTS to befriend the player, but the game just assumes you’ll be upsetting him so there’s no option for dialogue where you’re nice to him and respect his boundaries and participate in an activity with him in a way he’s comfortable with.

I say “in a way he’s comfortable with” because he is a little weird about the whole “sit right there and DON’T MOVE” thing. He does seem actually excited and enthusiastic about the idea of shooting darts at the items you want so he can get them for you, though. Maybe because he sees it as a happy compromise, or maybe because it’s supposed to be a fun part of the game he’s programmed to be in charge of.

I saw some other commentary on Sun (primarily thinking of @kazzykatt) talking about how he seems almost excessively self-sufficient, and how this could possibly be due to neglect (he and Moon definitely aren’t as well cared for as the other animatronics, the generators in the daycare are a very lazy fix for actually reprogramming Moon properly, he seems bitter that he can’t fix the carousel on his own and he and Moon don’t seem to trust the player to fix it, their design is clearly better suited to the stage but didn’t get changed for the daycare, I could go on and on), and this would also explain his control issues to an extent.

Sun, in SB and HW2, doesn’t leave the daycare. He has so little that he’s in control of in his own life. He used to be on stage (and based on his dialogue probably misses it quite a lot) but had the job he was built for taken from him. He’s a perfectionist that’s constantly overwhelmed by too many things being marked top priority in his system, working too many hours with too many small children. Of course he’d be desperate to hold onto any little bit of control he has.

Honestly, when I first heard his voice lines, the initial vibe I got wasn’t “wow they made Sun mean” but “wow Sun sounds actually miserable” and I’m kind of surprised more people didn’t pick up on that. He sounds less bitchy and more like he’s lashing out because he’s trapped in an awful situation that’s completely out of his hands.

“Wait, are you saying none of HW2’s characterization should be taken seriously?”

You might be asking that, but my answer is a resounding NO! This is definitely still a Sun, and I think seeing two different Suns (even if we don’t know how much of HW2’s personality we can assume is meant to be taken seriously) is really helpful for interpreting what the base Sun personality might have.

It’s also important to keep in mind that none of the Suns we’ve seen were in a good situation. Security Breach Sun had the virus, Ruin Sun had gone slightly mad from isolation, and HW2 Sun is stuck in a shitty simulation babysitting bored adult staff as they fail to complete simple tasks. What we mostly know about him is how he responds to stress, and this is why there’s so much room for interpretation!

Here’s some traits I think every version of the Sun AI would have.

Love of making things. Despite everything, HW2 Sun seems to genuinely love doing arts & crafts. Especially with googly eyes. This could kind of be assumed from SB Sun, but he was also trying to entertain/bribe a child.

On this note… interest in fixing things? Maybe he just wants to avoid having to rely on staff, but if he and Moon are subject to that much neglect, it makes sense that he’d try to learn to do repairs himself. I saw @pixelchills talking about the possibility that the S.T.A.F.F. Bots in the DCA’s room are not there because Moon broke them, but because Moon collected them for Sun to practice fixing. It seems feasible to me, especially since taking something apart and putting it back together might have the same calming and satisfying effect on Sun as completing something like a paint-by-numbers.

Playful insults and lots of drama. I don’t mean actual rudeness, I mean friendly teasing. Again, he is a jester. A lot of his HW2 insults come across more like this. Hell, even his compliments come across like this with the delivery and immediate shredding. He’s just a theater kid at heart.

Difficulty regulating emotions under pressure. This is the kind of thing that would pop up on his worst days (such as being trapped in his destroyed home with a poor connection to his badly damaged physical form while the only help he’s seen in ages ignores his instructions and puts their own safety at risk, or being trapped in a shitty simulation while his only company ignores his instructions and puts their own safety at risk). He’d have to be able to manage this sort of thing better to work well with children, but everyone’s got their bad days. He’s prone to outbursts and tantrums when he’s overwhelmed and unable to stop people from breaking the rules and/or hurting themselves.

People pleasing and nonconfrontational. Yes, HW2 Sun, too. SB Sun seems genuinely desperate to make sure Gregory’s having a good time, and HW2 Sun is shockingly tolerant of some of the player’s bullshit (ex. how he tries to laugh off them shooting darts at him/throwing things). Even calling the player “good friend” when he’s not so happy to see them or threatening them with Moon instead of just telling them their time is almost up seem like signs of this to me. And letting the player make arts and crafts in the ruined daycare in HW2? Yeah, that’s a people pleaser through and through. Sun needs a lesson in setting boundaries (and for those boundaries to actually be respected).

Perfectionistic + “if you want something done right, you’ve gotta do it yourself” attitude. This would mostly manifest in how he completes work tasks, but I think every Sun’s incredibly detail-oriented and would rather do everything themselves just to make sure it’s exactly how they want. This could manifest in lots of ways, from “insulting the staff for how they put things away and telling them to do it again while he supervises” to “politely thanking them for their help and complimenting their hard work only to redo everything himself the moment they’re gone.” I think where on that spectrum you wind up is dependent on the version of Sun you’re interacting with and the environment his personality developed in.

High-energy and social! A given, of course. He never stops moving and everything is always so exciting. New people are friends he hasn’t met yet until proven otherwise.

Love of pranks… to an extent. Again, jester! I stand by my headcanon of Sun and Moon conspiring to convince the staff Moon’s some sort of spooky monster whenever he’s not actively dangerous. As long as he’s not making a mess, breaking the rules, throwing himself off-schedule, or actually hurting anyone? He’s all over it.

Anxiety. This seems like it’s at least partially caused by the lazy daycare reprogramming. All the Suns we’ve encountered seem to lack knowledge of how to actually get children to behave. It seems more like they programmed him with a bunch of games and activities and then set a bunch of super high-priority tasks for him such as “keep kids safe, keep kids happy, keep kids entertained, keep daycare clean” etc. and he’s unable to really prioritize so he’s just constantly overwhelmed.

Kinda always using “childcare voice.” If you know anyone who’s worked with kids, you know what I mean here. Even with adults, he talks to them like kids sometimes, just because it’s what he knows and what he’s used to and because his processor’s fried from however many hours a week he’s surrounded by kids. Consider his reactions to when you eat the crafts as an example. (IMPORTANT NOTE: I don’t think he’d coddle adults like children. It’s more about tone and vocabulary, like “customer service voice”.)

Stickler for rules. He cares about things being done right! The rules are there for a reason! Order is important to him (probably in no small part because it keeps him out of trouble and reduces his stress).

That’s about all I can think of for now, but as someone who writes a very friendly and sweet Sun, I actually don’t think HW2’s characterization was that far off from what I had already assumed based on Ruin/SB. The only difference is that the Sun I’m usually writing is in a much more supportive environment with lots of helpful staff that care about his well-being. If he didn’t have that, I could absolutely see him becoming more like HW2.

I will finish this off with two final important points:

Being an emotional person and liking “childish” things does not make an adult less of an adult.

(He’s a childcare worker, c’mon.)

If someone gets pissed off after being repeatedly antagonized, that does not make them a “mean/bitchy/sassy person.”

(Yeah, he doesn’t handle it gracefully, but to be fair, I wouldn’t either in his shoes.)

Thank you all for reading!!

#fnaf sun #fnaf #fnaf help wanted 2 spoilers #fnaf hw2 #fnaf help wanted 2 #fnaf headcanons #fnaf hcs #hw2 sun #hw2 spoilers #dca sun #sun fnaf #fnaf dca #dca fandom #daycare attendant sun

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highvern · 6 months

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Say So

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x reader

Genre: suggestive, frenemies to lovers

Warnings: no actual smut but implied at the end, references to nakedness, Wonwoo gets a boner bc he’s kinda a loser

Length: blurb

Note: enjoy :)

“Hey, Y/N, can I ask you a question?” Wonwoo starts.

You pull your eyes away from the tv screen to look at his face. “Ugh, I guess?”

“Why don’t you go back to your own house and stop bothering us?”

“Sweetie, if you’re in love with me just say it.” You try your best at an earnest expression, proving to piss Wonwoo off more.

“Get out of my house!”

Wonwoo is at his wits end. You’ve been sleeping on the couch of his shared apartment with Mingyu after a leak from upstairs flooded your room. Lucky for you the repairs were only supposed to take a week and a half, unlucky for him since it’s been the hardest (pun intended) week of his life.

At first Wonwoo was more than fine with you staying with them, unbothered by your presence since you were out and about most of the day. In reality, you were a better roommate than Mingyu was sometimes. You cleaned up after yourself, insisted on chipping in on groceries, and caused as few problems as possible. But Wonwoo’s attitude shifted after the first few days, frustration seeping in, leaving resentment to fester.

It started with your showers. You were a night owl like Wonwoo and showered last thing before bed. But it wasn’t when you took your showers that Wonwoo had a problem with, it was more so how. You were rather… vocal during the minutes it took you to bathe. Dreamy sighs and moans prompted by the relaxation of tense muscles penetrated through the wall Wonwoo shared with the bathroom. They filled his brain with foggy images of you naked and wet, skin flushed from the hot water and slick with soap. Even the times you hummed a familiar tune, the throaty noise entranced him him like a siren song, only proving to make his infatuation worse.

Then came the clothes you slept in. At first glance there was nothing wrong with your attire, some variation of baggy shorts and a T-shirt each night. Neither showed enough skin or clung to your figure in a way that was remotely suggestive. But in the mornings, when Wonwoo left his room, he could see the way the fabric rode up from your tossing and turning. Your bottoms bunched around your thighs, accentuating the plush flesh. Your shirt slid up so far it barely covered your ribs, making Wonwoo privy to the fact you sleep without a bra on. One morning, he exited his room to witness your shorts rode up so high he could see the bottom of your ass hanging out. From that day on he refused to come out of his room until he could hear you up and moving.

Wonwoo tried. He really really really tried not to be the weirdo that gets riled up just because a pretty girl is in his general vicinity. Especially when he knows you’re not doing it on purpose. He feels like a pervert when the moans you release in the shower make him hard. Or the fact that since that morning he saw you on the couch his thoughts are haunted by all the ways he would wake you up if you were in his bed in the morning.

“You wanna kiss me so bad, Wonwoo.” Your teasing suggestion pulls him back to the present.

“You’re such a pain in the ass.” He’s trying his best to stay cool; however, the blush that races across his face and burns the tips of his ears could be spotted a mile away.

“That’s not a no.” You sing, turning around on the couch to face where he stands in the kitchen. Your head tilts to the side, gaze daring him to correct you.

“Yeah well it’s not like you’re any better.” It’s a weak response but he hopes it’ll get you off his back before he does something embarrassing.

“You’re right…”

He says nothing. He can’t have heard you correctly. Even so, Wonwoo is pretty sure his heart has stopped beating.

“I want to kiss you.” Your eyelashes flutter and now Wonwoo knows for certain he’s hallucinating.

“You what?”

“I. Want. To. Kiss. You.” Each word is enunciated, clear as can be.

You wait for a response, but Wonwoo doesn’t look like he’s even registering your words let alone comprehending what you’ve asked him for. You’re beginning to lose your nerve when he shakes his head.

“I—“ he clears his throat and starts towards the couch, “I can do that.”

Across town, Mingyu is unaware how very lucky he is to be sleeping at his girlfriend’s apartment for the night.

#svthub #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo #wonwoo smut #wonwoo fluff #svt x reader #wonwoo x reader #svt #seventeen fluff #seventeen smut #🫡 highvern

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gatitties · 3 months

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can you make a scenario where saitama accidentally makes his s/o cry and he just panicking and tryin to calm down or makes his s/o laugh (But do whatever seems right in ur opinion!)

Please and thank you!

─Saitama x reader

─Summary: Luck is not on your side today, you just hope you can rest and return home but it seems that you are more sensitive than you seem when Saitama makes a joke, don't worry, he is still your personal hero.

─Warnings: none

It wasn't a good day for you, the alarm clock didn't ring because Satama broke it ─again─ and as a consequence you arrived late for work, getting scolded by your boss. As if that were not enough, the rest of the work was a bit of a disaster, your body did not seem to react correctly to the stimuli and you were clumsier than normal.

When you returned home you couldn't buy your favorite sweet, you had hoped that the food would make your day a little better, but the disappointment of not finding your favorite dessert only made you sink deeper into your misery, you stepped in a puddle, dirtying some of your pants favorites, a cat scratched you when you tried to pet it, you stepped in a dog's poop when turning a corner...

You were accumulating a lot of things that drained your mood to a minimum, the only thing you hope is to get home and for Saitama to shower you with love, hugs, kisses on your face… any show of affection right now would improve your day, you didn't expect that could get worse, but you thought about it too quickly.

You know that Saitama is quite sincere and gets straight to the point of the matter, so he doesn't usually soften his words when he speaks ─something he's working on improving just for you─, today he didn't mince a word when speaking as soon as you walked in the door.

"Honey, you stink, did you bathe in poop?"

Saitama's purpose was just to mess with you, he just wanted to say something funny that would make you smile when he saw your discouraged face, since sometimes you mess with each other making jokes, if you had had a normal day you would have laughed and returned him the joke, but that was not the case today.

He turned around when he didn't hear a response from you, a feeling of guilt stuck in the pit of his stomach as he saw how some tears escaped your eyes, he rushed to your side to grab you by the shoulders and pull you closer to him in a hug, he caressed your back gently while you stained his shoulder with snot.

"He-hey, you know I was joking, right? Even if you woke up tomorrow as a worm, I would still love you."

Sobbing a little more before laughing lightly, your breathing hitched due to a strange cry and laughter at your partner's unexpected comment, he began to panic when he saw how you wouldn't stop crying, at this point you were just letting everything that you endured during the day out.

It wasn't until long minutes later where Saitama was racking his brain thinking about what to say to make you feel better that you stopped crying. He still looked at you worried, considering the options of making you tea or giving you a tranquilizer to calm you down, but he discarded the ideas when he saw how you regained your composure, he sat you down and stayed next to you rubbing your back for a couple more minutes, silent so as not to force you to speak until you felt ready.

"I'm sorry for making a scene over something so stupid, I just had a bad day."

"No, it's okay, at least you feel better now, right?"

"Yes, thank you Saitama."

With a new, much more cheerful mood, you lay down on Saitama hoping that at least your sleep would not be interrupted while you snuggled with him, nothing could go wrong tomorrow if it was your day off.

#opm #one punch man #one punch man x reader #reader insert #request #Saitama #saitama x reader #sfw #one punch man scenario #reader is not specified so...#male reader #fem reader #gn reader

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cloudcountry · 10 months

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Hellou I really like your writings and since the tray is open, I wanted to ask for hdcns for azul, riddle and vil with a mc that has difficulty pronouncing their last name xdd (a very personal request, I can't pronounce the last name of those three qwq) thank you! *hug*

SUMMARY: MC has trouble pronouncing "Rosehearts," "Ashengrotto," and "Schoenheit!!"

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: aww, thank you anon!! <3 and don't worry i'm always freaked out about pronouncing a character's name wrong. i didn't know how to say "idia" correctly for the first few months of playing twst so i literally just called him "the hades guy"

Riddle’s kind of an asshole about it first. He keeps telling you to enunciate and open your mouth wider and typically has that slightly annoyed look on his face. It takes a nudge from Trey for him to understand that you’re not doing it on purpose or to mock him, that you’re genuinely having trouble.

He’ll try to teach you how to say his name properly, but repeating Rose and Hearts and telling you to put them together. It’s not condescending, his tutor instincts are just taking over LMAO

If you still can’t grasp it, he’ll allow you to give him a nickname. Although hearing “Queen Rosey” may embarrass the hell out of him, he’ll allow it for you.

He laughs, just like that time when he caught you singing. “No, I’m sorry my dear. It’s not a bad thing, I assure you.” He shakes his head, but his eyes still sparkle with teasing mischief.

He will allow you to call him Mr. Azul since he gets a little kick out of being called Mister anyway. You do not get nickname privileges, unfortunately, and that is for one simple reason!!

The Leech brothers. If they ever found out you gave Azul a nickname that would not let him rest. Day in and day out, it would be “Hello Mr. Grotto, would you like some sugar in your tea?” and “Hey Ash! I’m taking the day off! Bye now!”

Vil will take a more Riddle approach in that he will try and teach you how to say his name properly. He’s very persistent and will expect the same amount of effort from you.

He does not settle for a nickname, he will only take Vil Schoenheit. You will learn how to say his name eventually, you just need practice. Don’t worry, spudling. Everyone has something they need to work on, and this is a very simple matter in your case.

Once you finally get it right, and he’s not stopping til you do, he’ll reward you with a proud smile and a head pat. You did very well, and you deserve to know.

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dbnightingale24 · 3 months

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The Dog House Isn’t The Best, But It Can Still Be Our Home

Final installment to 'Pavlov's Dog'

Part 3

I told you guys I'd post it at some point 🥴 I'm honestly so sorry this took so long to post, but last year got really dark for me and everything just kind of took a backseat. Thank you so much for your patience, and thank you to all of you who checked up on me. It means more than I'll ever be able to express. Thank you @fuckingbye for being an amazing friend, and for also making this amazing moodboard. You are a saint and I love to the ends of the earth. Without further ado, here's the final chapter!

Word Count: 71,942 (yes, you read that correctly)

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY), Public Sex, Semi Public Sex, Drinking, Smoking, Swearing, Daddy Kink, Angst, Heartbreak, Mild Violence, FLUFF, Lying, Betrayal...I think that's it?

Song(s) That Inspired This Chapter: Will You Take Me Back In The Morning If I Promise To Never Act This Way Again?

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“You can’t keep going on like this, babe,” Daisy sighs sympathetically as she takes a seat next to the bathtub.

“It doesn’t matter,” you shrug as you take a drag of your cigarette, “none of it fucking matters.”

“Babe, it’s been two weeks. You do the same thing every day. You get up, eat the smallest bit of food, you sit out on your back deck and smoke until you decide to start drinking, then you draw yourself a bath and drink and smoke in it until you decide it’s too cold, or I come and get you. You can’t keep doing this.”

“I don’t even have a reason to be mad at him, do I?” you scoff incredulously before taking a drag from your cigarette, “it’s not like he lied. He didn’t even know, so I have no reason to be this upset, do I?”

“He was a complete and total asshole,” she states firmly, “and you have every reason to be upset with his actions. Yeah, it was a shit show, but he definitely could’ve handled it better.”

“The shit he said right in front of that child, even if it isn’t his, were so fucking cruel! No child deserves to be spoken to like that, and he of all people should know that!”

“Babe-”

“After everything we talked about on that trip...it’s like it didn’t even matter to him. He didn’t even care.”

“I’m sure he was just shocked-”

“That’s not an excuse, Dais.”

“I never said it was, but c’mon: it’s Ransom. You really think he was thinking clearly? Linda and Marta were there and I’m more than sure he was afraid of losing you, then Marta drops a fucking bomb on him, and it sounds like she did it on purpose, if I’m honest. Just to fuck him over.”

“Daisy, I just-”

“BABY, PLEASE ANSWER THE DOOR AND TALK TO ME!” Ransom calls desperately as he bangs on your front door.

Like clockwork.

“Why can’t he understand that I need time? I don’t owe him shit,” you start to sniffle as your tears fall, and you grab the bottle of tequila that lives by the bathtub now, and take a long drink from it.

“I’ll get rid of him, just please...please get up and do something,” Daisy begs desperately.

“Ya know, you’re wrong,” you say as she reaches the doorway, finally looking at her, “I put on makeup today,” you smile weakly.

She lets out a humorless laugh before disappearing and you hear her footsteps quickly making their way downstairs.

Since everything that took place on his doorstep, you haven’t spoken to or seen him. You don’t know what to say or how to handle the situation. He’s been calling and texting non-stop since it all happened, and every two days he comes by to visit, and Daisy tells him to leave you alone every time.

But you can’t keep avoiding him.

No, you don’t know what the right thing to do is, but you know that avoiding him is the wrong thing, and you can’t keep letting Daisy handle these issues for you. You have to at least speak to him, but say what? Do what? It’s not like you have any real right to be mad at him. It’s not like he cheated on Marta with you, he didn’t cheat on you with her, he clearly didn’t know he had a child so he didn’t keep it from you, and he did defend you to Linda. However, that doesn’t change the things he said to that child.

Possibly his child.

“He’s not my son and this isn’t fucking funny!”

“We can take a test if you want, but he is your son!”

“Well, I don’t want him! You wait...however many years to tell me about him, and you sure as shit don’t need any money, so why now?!”

“He deserves to know who his Father is, Ransom! He’s a Drysdale and-”

“Watch it,” Ransom warns with a foreboding tone.”

God, how could he be so cruel to a child, after all of the talks you two have had? He’s always cruel though, isn’t he? To you, to Marta, his own son (the resemblance is too strong for that boy to not to be his child), and fuck it, even Jack. He can’t ever seem to control his temper and, if he can’t do that, what chance do you two have together?

Still, he owns your heart and you don’t know how to get it back at this point. You don’t know and you don’t wanna know.

“Ransom, you have to stop coming around!” you hear Daisy yell, and you sigh before taking another drink from the bottle.

“You can’t stop me from me seeing her, Daisy! She’s my girlfriend!”

“Bullshit! You two never made it official-”

“Daisy, stay out of it! Let me see her!”

“No! She’s not ready to see you and you can’t force-”

“I’m not forcing anything-”

“What do you think this is?! Showing up because she won’t answer your calls or texts, and demanding to see her?! Leave her alone!”

“You can’t stop me-”

“Let him in!” you call, lighting a cigarette as you use your tip toes to turn the water back on, and heat up your water just a bit.

Who the hell knows how this is gonna go?

You hear the both of them speedily stomping up the steps, but Daisy get there first and says, “are you sure? You don’t have to-”

“I can’t keep letting you fight my battles,” you smile weakly at her as you turn the water off.

“Babe-”

“I have to deal with this at some point. I can do this,” you all but mumble not believing yourself as you take a drag of your cigarette.

“I’ll be in the room over,” she sighs softly before turning, “fuck you Drysdale!”

“Fuck you!”

You hear her slap him and shake your head. Nothing can ever be simple, can it?

“Sweet Thing, please-” he starts as soon as he makes his way into your bathroom.

“Ransom...don’t,” you quickly interrupt. “This isn’t just some small disagreement.”

“I didn’t even know I had a child!”

“I could’ve dealt with that, Ransom! It would’ve taken some time, but I honestly could’ve dealt with that! It’s the way you spoke about him in front of him!”

“I don’t want him!”

“You didn’t have to say it in front of him! Jesus, it’s not his fault that you’re a selfish bastard! He didn’t ask to be born, and Marta-”

“She did this out of spite! Not because she wants me to be apart the child’s-”

“Be that as it may, he didn’t do anything! Basically telling her that she has no right calling him a Drysdale, when he is in fact a Drysdale! Ransom, I know you’re rough around the edges, but for fucks sake! All the talks we’ve had about our own fucked up childhoods and you do this?! You just...I don't fucking get it with you, Ransom!”

“What is there to get?! We fucking talked about this, Y/N! I’m not-”

“That’s no excuse for this! You took it too far and I...Ransom, I can’t-”

“Don’t you fucking say it,” he warns as his eyes start welling up with tears. “Don’t you fucking say that to me!”

“Ransom...I love you, but I can’t be the only good thing in your life. The only person you like,” you sob, sitting up and ashing your cigarette in the ash tray resting on the little table near by.

“WHY NOT?!”

“It’s too much fucking pressure! It’s too much pressure, and I can’t keep watching you be terrible to people because you had a rough childhood! You having a rough go of it doesn’t mean you get to walk all over people for the rest of your life!”

“Listen, give it a few days and you’ll see-”

“No, Ransom. This is done. I can’t do this with you anymore. You have to grow up at some point, and I refuse to mother you.”

“Y/N...you’ll see...you don’t mean it. You always say you’re done and you come back-”

“I can’t anymore. All of this just hurts too much. You keep finding new ways to hurt me, even when you don’t mean to, and I just...you’re cruel, Ransom. You’re cruel, you’re a bully, and you will hurt anyone by doing anything. I know there’s good in you, because you’ve let me see it time and time again, but you refuse to let others in, even in the slightest and I just...please don’t call me anymore,” you sob pathetically. “Don’t call, don’t text, don’t come by...we’re done.”

“You don’t mean this-”

“Don’t make it harder than it has to be, please. Just let me go,” you beg softly as you wipe your eyes.

“You’ll see. In a week or so, you’ll see and I’ll be waiting. I’ll wait and everything will be as it should, again,” he smiles weakly, wiping his own eyes.

“Ransom-”

“I’ll call you in a few weeks, okay, Sweet Thing,” he promises, making his way over to the bathtub. “I love you and I’ll talk to you.”

He cups your face and kisses you passionately and you’re so tempted to pull him into the tub with you, but you know you’ve got to stop. You left one toxic relationship just to jump into a different type of toxic relationship.

“Ransom,” you breathe once you two break apart, “please-”

“I’ll talk to you in a few weeks,” he promises with a sniffle before standing up and walking out.

“Ransom-”

“I’ll see you in a few weeks,” he repeats, his voice cracking as he continues on his way out.

Daisy is back inside and by your side instantly, climbing into the tub and holding you close as you cry uncontrollably, as you try to come to terms with the choice you’ve just made. Yeah, he’s right in saying that you always come back, but that’s not the case this time.

You need to stay away from him for good.

The fact that he has it in his head that all of this will be sorted out in a few weeks, lets you know that this is only the calm before the storm. As both you and Daisy lean back into the tub, and she holds you close while you cry into her shoulder, there’s only one question going through your head:

How the hell are you supposed to quit the love of your life?

4 Years Later...

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human-encounters-diary · 11 months

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Day 7

The Terran, as it proved, seemed to become more and more talkative every cycle. I did sight her in the meal hall today, as she sat on the surface of one of the tables, rather then on one of the stools surrounding it.

She seemed to be conserving rather animatedly with Wrin, who was still relatively clear-headed, for their standards. Quinn must have said something that caused a rather strong reaction in Wrin, if the sudden change of their complexion from its natural dark blue shade into a bright pink and back was any indicator.

I had spent the rest of the last cycle studying the previous entries to determine whether or not the human seemed to have any clue about my task of observing her. I came to the conclusion that, up to this point, the human had not signaled any discomfort due to suspicious behaviour, but I certainly should continue to be careful and not try to appear threatening or dubious.

I retrieved the human and proceeded to carry out the tasks at hand. It was relatively silent in the main control room for a while, until the human put down her current tools with much more force than needed, possibly signaling anger.

"Y‘know, I ain‘t trying to be rude, but this is really boring.", she spoke up.

My front pliers rattled in concern. "Are you…underwhelmed by your work?" This statement seemed completely illogical to me, but alas, I could not come up with another interpretation of the words she had uttered.

"I mean, no, but…yeah? I‘m not trying to say that its underwhelming, it‘s just…like, I‘m on a goddamn alien spaceship, y‘know? And I get to work with all this crazy alien technology, and that‘s amazing! But, once you‘ve figured out how it works, it just keeps working like that and everything‘s doing exactly what it‘s supposed to be doing and there‘s no real challenge behind it, y‘know." She had begun to wave her hands around in a manner which purpose I could not discern.

I remained silent for a while, processing the enormous amount of information that the human had just verbalized. No real challenge? What was that even supposed to convey?

"I am not quite certain if I understood your complaint correctly. You are…upset due to…understanding the technology?"

"No! It‘s not that, just…you know, humans like challenges. We like to solve unsolvable things. For some, it‘s even a hobby. We need to challenge our mind and brain for it to develop. So, if we are faced with a kind of monotonous situation, we get bored."

I blinked. Were human brains really that much more complex than I had previously deemed?

I was not certain what would be an appropriate answer to such a revelation, so I said: "I regret that your mind is unchallenged by the work that has been assigned to you, but I fear I have no say in the matter. It is the Vitrichl‘s wish."

"I‘m not asking for a different job. I quite like where I am right now. I‘m just asking you if I can do something besides just standing here all day long. I was raised to use my hands. I can run errands and repair stuff and I‘m good at making adjustments and figuring out what is wrong with a machine. I can do that!"

I contemplated the suggestion for a while. I would not go against the Vitrichl‘s wishes, and right now, the ship was running smoothly, apart the two leaks in close proximity to each other. I attempted to think of something "more challenging" for the human to be tasked with. As nothing came into the front of my mind, I consulted V-7.

"V-7, are there any machines in need of a reparation that could be performed by the human?"

The human jumped in distress as the AI answered after scanning the ship.

"The engines in sector 3 seem to be in need for a routine check-up."

"Holy shit, it can talk?!", the human spoke up, causing me to turn in it‘s direction. The humans complexion seemed to be even lighter than its natural shade, although it tended to be the most extreme around, what I assumed was, her nose (a protuberance placed in the middle of its face, seemingly a bone structure covered with skin, with two holes at the bottom facing the ground, perhaps nostrils).

I blinked once more. I could not determine what a "holy shit" was supposed to be, so I simply decided on answering the human‘s question. "Yes. "It" is called V-7, an artificial assitant integrated into the ship.", I informed her.

"There seem to be engines in sector 3 that you could examine."

The Terran made movement with her hand, swinging it from her body towards the door, seemingly indicating for me to take her to the location. "Lead the way."

I guided the human to the aforementioned sector and instructed her on the proper routine check-up etiquette.

I observed her method for a matter of time before deeming it safe enough to leave the premises. In the main control room, I continued to observe the human over a video recording V-7 displayed, until another problem required my attention.

Once I am given the opportunity to watch the full tape, any further observations will be recorded here.

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tuliptic · 1 year

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You As A Famous Person

I swear to god I have every intention in the world to make this a short one but welp I guess questions just naturally flow out from my Gemini Moon brain. Guess this will be a middle length reading so yeah let’s go!

Now. Breathe in with me, and then breathe out. And then look down.

Pile 1 - Pile 2

Pile 3 - Pile 4

Disclaimer: This is solely for my entertainment purposes. Take only whatever that you feel like it. If it doesn’t resonate, it’s okay to just drop it. That aside, I do not consent to my work or images used here to be used by third parties on this platform or other websites.

Decks used: Luna Cat Tarot Deck (Major Arcana), Linestrider Tarot Deck, Sweet Dreams Oracle Deck, Starcodes Astro Oracle Deck, self made lyrics deck.

Pile 1

Overall theme of querent: The World

You’re giving me the vibe that you’re someone who’s at a comfortable place right now, where things have pretty much fallen in place and you’re in a sense, enjoying what life’s giving to you. I’m also seeing that you’ve probably worked hard so that things fall in place, and now you’re enjoying the feeling of success, and ready to pick up more challenges in the future.

You As A Famous Person:

You’ll be a star. That’s it. Maybe not so well received? but still a Star, nonetheless. I’m seeing something more actor than singer/artist.

I’m seeing something like… Family issues? That has brought you to the eyes of others. I’m somehow seeing scenes of like… Your family attempted to use your fame in a negative way and you got so tired of it that you’ve cut ties with them and yet they continue to pester you, saying that you’re not kind to your own family, and this and that. The cliche drama. They tried exposing you as someone negative but you have your own set of evidence and you turned the tables. But yeah, that raised your fame and people just got to know you from that.

I see that the scandal above happened during the peak of your career. And I feel like your manager is someone who knows how to use these uhhh… News? Lemme rephrase myself. You’ve gained quite an attention with what has happened, and your manager used that to get more roles for you (if you’re an actor) or to get more advertisement contracts for you during then. You’ve probably been painted as the victim and people tend to sympathise more, resulting in more… Traction? I hope I’m working this correctly.

People, especially the public would think that your uhhh fame came at the wrong time. They probably will feel a lil pity for you. It’s like… You have great works that should be significant, to lead you to proper fame, to let those works represent you, not to let your family past represent you. It’s like,,, when people talk about you, it should be “Oh yeah that person who sang for the Opening of Concert!” and not “Oh that person whose family’s an ass” kinda thing.

Your supporters/fans are drawn to you because of how open you are with your life. You tend to share the ups and downs, telling them that you’re also human. You inspire them to be able to face their fears, to understand that people on the top also face hardships, especially mental and emotional ones. This transparent side of you resonates with your fans and this is how you gain more and more supporters.

Your fame brought some form of burdens to you? But you are glad for them. Because through your fame, you’re able to help a lot of people who have similar problems as you. You’re determined to set a good (read: great) example, an inspiration to those who are suffering, who are going through a similar shit as you in the past. There’s a nurturing side in you that tries to reach out to those who are in pain, and you may use your wealth to help charity. It’s a tough battle but you’re still charging ahead to achieve your defined victory.

Overall energy: The Emperor, Wheel of Fortune rx

You see yourself as the emperor, someone who’s wise and in charge of your own life, of your own destiny. You’ve been through not so nice times, but you’re still able to steer yourself back to the path with better clarity. You expand your existing knowledge and have faith in the unknown, believing the best will show up in wondrous and unexpected ways.

Pile 2

Overall theme of querent: Justice

You’re… Yeah you like the themes of justice and usually will uphold it whenever and wherever you can. You’re also someone who’d focus on balance. Let’s say someone treated you to a meal, you’ll find any chance possible to treat that person back. It will be at the back of your head until you’ve returned the favour. You also seem to be able to see through a person easily.

You As A Famous Person:

I’m seeing that you’ll be an author. You’re good with words and may write stories, poems, screen write some of the legendaries.

The works that you’ve done touches the feminine soul. I’m seeing a lot of feminine energy. Maybe your works have talked about the tendency and delicacy of the soul, the beauty of pain and journeying through it, how clear the sounds of mornings are like, and stuff like that. There’s something soft here that I can’t put into words. Your works just have that. Maybe poetry. Yeah, sounds about it. This poem you’ve written touched the souls of so many. Yet, something this beautiful came from the broken shards of your soul.

Your fame will come to you maybe 20 years later? It sounds late but then again, writing is something lifelong, you’ll prolly spend the rest 50 years continuing writing, not only cuz that’s your occupation, but also your passion, your comfort. I would say that would be around the middle of your career? Cuz your fame will continue to rise, more and more people will know of your name.

People will think of you highly. You’re very eloquent with your words, and they evoke a really calm and serene vibe among your readers. It’s just… I don’t know how to describe it. The words are gentle, flowy, calming. Your readers immerse in your story easily and they are the type who’d turn to your works for comfort. Your name is well known among all ages because your works are for all ages. You may have even written some stories for kids and some motivational non-fictions. Yet your works that tell the stories across various lands are the ones that are the people’s favourites.

Your works are so beautiful that people tear up, crying in the night as they flip to the next page of your book. Comfort and healing is what you’ve brought to them. You bring tranquillity and harmony. Your words are like needles, sewing up the broken hearts, piecing up the scattered souls. Your readers may cry, but your works tell them about the existence of light, of daybreak, of the future that’s just slightly further away. They pull your readers out of the darkness, giving them strength and hope to go through the days that may seem so dark.

You’ve gotten more independent and know what style you’ve wanted to approach. Despite your flowy and soothing words, you’ve gotten more and more rational, knowing your boundaries better, knowing who to trust and who to not. There will be more and more energy vampires around you who’d try to feed on your fame and success, and you’ve learnt how to differentiate them from those who are close to you. You’re ready to act on your passions and dreams and let them lead you through your career, but not towards the people who’re waiting to take advantage of you.

Overall energy: The Moon, Three of Wands

There’s a gentleness here that works together with a fiery and active nature. This pile is someone who can enjoy their own presence, and also can enjoy the times hanging out with their friends, someone who’s pretty balanced. This pile also may be attracting a lot of good relationships into their lives, probably some sort of collaboration will be happening in real life or collaboration as an author. Weirdly I’m also seeing song writing so some of you may be interested in this?

Pile 3

Overall theme of querent: The Star rx

I’m feeling that you’re kinda down right now, with the stress of whatever that’s been going on with your life? Like… You can’t really see the light of the tunnel and maybe you’ve been anxious? Relax, have faith, know that things that are meant to be yours will come to you.

You As A Famous Person:

Weirdly I thought of Subway Masters from Pokemon Black and White, so maybe a gamer/streamer? You’re prolly the type of person who’d wanted to play games/create content all the time and decided to make content based on your interest. It was difficult because you’re betting on everything. You’ve fought hard and continued until you started to see the results you’ve wanted to see.

Your persistence and the number of contents you have made you famous. You’ve probably tried and streamed horror games and either passed it with an expressionless face or you were screeching the entire while. But consistency is here. Your fans have been enjoying your content and may have made memes out of certain screenshots and… Yeah there’s no turning back. Remember the doge face? Miette? That cat at the table with the eh face? Something like that that made you iconic.

I’m seeing that you’ve gotten this fame when you’re at a lower point of your career. Not to say lowest, but pretty low. Probably a meme or a short video of you streaming has gone wild and it expanded your career. I’m seeing that this happened and caught you out of nowhere. You’re shocked and you don’t know how to process this new found fame and your old fans/viewers had fun watching you suck at games/your streams because of how you’re not used to the influx of new viewers. But after a while you got used to it and was able to get back to how you usually stream.

Somehow, I feel that your fame is something that’s very satisfying, like a wish had come true. If you’ve been wishing success on this road, then yeah you’ve very much achieved it. And people around you actually are pleasantly surprised with how your career turned out, and they are happy for you. Your fame also brought some abundance to you which you gladly share with those you care about. I’m also seeing that there’s a chance of you expanding your field of contents as well? Maybe not just game streaming, but also some other streaming or game dev?

Your fans/viewers are drawn to how charismatic you are. You’re well aligned and dynamic, knowing what to say and what to not, where you stand and where you head. Your visions are well placed and you honour everything in your life, the good and the bad, and your fans/viewers know about it. You work with your dreams to reach your highest good. Your highest good here doesn’t mean your fame, but your best in your career, and your best in your life.

Your fame has made you ambitious and you’ve wanted to manage your channel well. You’ve also learnt to think on your toes faster, instead of following a planned SOP. Companies may find you wanting to sponsor you on certain things but you are selective of who you wanna voice for. I’m seeing that you’re attempting to spread more awareness in your streams and maybe include certain messages in your streams as well.

Overall energy: Strength, The Magician

There’s some strength here in the sense of persistence. I think that this persistence is how you’ve proceeded with streaming until you’ve reached a certain burst of fame. There’s this phase of transition from the quiet you to a slightly more talkative, charming you. There’s also some air energy here so there may be times where you gotta think of an answer or a reply on the spot. Thinking energy for future content planning as well.

Pile 4

Overall theme of querent: The Magician

You’re someone who’s sociable but also I’m seeing that you’re capable of doing a lot of things? Something like Jack of All Trades? You have a lot of interest in a lot of things, and you tend to easily pick up on things and continue with it for quite some time before you catch on to another thing that interests you. It’s kinda like rinse and repeat, but at least there will be some slight mastery here.

You As A Famous Person:

Manager. You know those business people who appear in magazines? Yeah that. I’m also seeing a star manager, so maybe you’ll be well sought after in the field of entertainment to manage their idols cuz of your connection, resources, and how protective you are of the idol you manage.

I’m seeing that you’ve risen to your fame because of your skills in damage control and companies have been wanting to recruit you to their company. See, a good manager fights for those who are under their wings. This. As a corporate manager, you’re known for getting sales and protecting those who may have caused blunders at certain intercompany meetings. As a star manager for celebs, you’re known for fighting for certain resources that are suitable for your idols.

I’m seeing that you’ll get famous somewhere early to mid career? Where you’ve gotten enough experience from this field. You have a keen sense of perception that somehow has fused together with your intuition and you’ve been working your ass off to be this person you’ve wanted to be. You’re okay with working at the frontlines or behind the scenes, as long as the desired results have been achieved. Tho your fame is more within the professional field, which means most of the public won’t know about you, but you’re also fine with it.

Your fame is pretty harmonious and that people would think highly of you. It’s like you enter other people’s life and pair up with them so that they can reach their highest point. Like I said in the previous paragraph, your fame is more within the professional field, but there may be chances of the public knowing you as you often appear beside your child/idol. Y’know, like that bodyguard beside IU? Yeah that kinda vibe.

Your passion towards your job is what draws your supporters to you. If you’re a star manager, the idol you’re managing will idolise you, no joke. You do your job well and manage things so well that people around you will be amazed by you. You do not give yourself any excuse and just try out everything and anything. If you’re a corporate manager, your team will look up to you, and you’ll also attract your partner company’s employees as well. That’s the charisma you hold.

There’s some sort of fatigue I’m seeing. There are too many competitions that you’ll need to deal with, may it be fighting for your idol or the company you’re representing. You just feel the tension in your back and your muscles, but you just push it away and continue working, continue striving. Sometimes, you just need to ask for help from people around you. You don’t need to put up the strong front all the time. Just allow yourself to be vulnerable at times. It’s alright.

Overall energy: The Star, Nine of Pentacles

You’re someone who has hope for whatever that’s happening in the future, in whatever you do. From this fame of yours, you probably will be able to accumulate a certain level of financial wealth, but also abundance in some other forms, for example, connections. You tend to inspire those who are learning under you and you help them to embrace the logical and creative side of them. You tend to bring good news to people around you as well, due to how hard you’ve worked.

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starwell-tarot · 9 months

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How are stans of different Xdinary heroes members like? A tarot reading ✨

Hello villains! And welcome to this tarot reading/ social experiment. This is the Xdinary Heroes version of the reading 'how are stans of different members like". You can find the Stray Kids and Ateez versions in my Masterlist!

Requested by @oraclekleo

For this reading, I have asked my cards three questions per member:

What are the stans of the member like in general?

What do stans of the member all have in common?

What about the member's personality attracts his stans to stan him?

And then you guys let me know if I have read your energy correctly and if you resonate with the reading!

I must say this is probably the most fun I've had with this specific kind of reading before. It was a rollercoaster of different personality types and I truly enjoyed it! Some were really cute and emotional and some were downright hilarious :))

Disclaimer: This is for fun purposes only and should be treated as such. Tarot can absolutely be wrong.

TW: mentions of anxiety. struggles and insecurities (and my sense of humor should also be included in the warnings lmao)

Gunil stans: The ones who shine in the dark

How are Gunil stans like in general? // Justice XI

Gunil stans are people that have already went through somewhat of a transformation in their life. They've done some self healing, some self growth exercises, they've already searched their past for the lessons they were meant to learn. They might come off as seasoned people, wise, strong, confident, patient and self compassionate. They are responsible and trustworthy, for they believe in fair play, and practice teamwork with true kindness in their hearts.

What do Gunil stans have in common? // VII of Swords, V of Pentacles

Gunil stans were stuck for a very long time with the wrong people. Maybe it's cliche to say, but Gunil stans are different. There's something different in their step, in their smile, in their words, in their actions, doesn't matter. Something is just different about them. And it wasn't seen well by others, so they might have been outcasted or felt misplaced for a long time. But once they're allied with the right people, they become an unstoppable force. Their minds are quick and crafty - they really know how to think outside the box - and their ideas are a spark of genius. Clever, sly and with an adventurous craziness to them, Gunil stans will prove everyone their path is just as valid as everyone else's, even if it is different.

What about Gunil's personality attracts Gunil stans to bias him? // IX of Cups R

It seems Gunil stans feel emotionally soothed by Gunil. Maybe it is his confidence, his bravery to take pride in who he is, his persistence, and the fact that he knows he deserves good things; these could be reasons why - to Gunil stans who might struggle with being able to define their own worth without the need of external validation - he might be a breath of fresh air. Or perhaps he's the right motivation, the role model people needed in order to realize their true potential and start being more thankful and loving to themselves.

Gunil stans might have prominent Libra, Aquarius, Taurus, Pisces placements in their natal chart.

Jungsu stans: The angels

How are Jungsu stans like in general? // The Sun XIX

Jungsu stans have a very warm and healing presence. They are kind and highly empathetic, reliable and extremely loved by their peers. (As they should be!) They love to take care of people's feelings, so that not only they can solve their problems, but also move on with a healthy heart. Gentle, considerate, supportive beings, they elevate the lives of all their peers. They shine the brightest, when they wear a smile on their faces, when they laugh with geniunity, and when their heart is bursting at the seams with kind love.

What do Jungsu stans have in common? // V of Pentacles R

Despite the bright exterior and the seemingly endless well of love they carry, Jungsu stans have gone/ are going through a lot more than meets the eye. There were moments when they were so hurt, so insecure, so stuck, even taking baby steps in life felt exhausting. But most likely on their own, they got back on their feet again. They are brave, resilient soldiers who always, somehow magically, can overcome and heal anything. One thing's for sure, there's a lot more to them than meets the eye, especially when it comes to life experience and wisdom (which then they use to elevate others!). Jungsu stans are very emotionally developed.

What about Jungsu's personality attracts Jungsu stans to bias him? // IV of Swords

For his fans, Jungsu time is healing time. His presence is very comforting to them, like finally coming home, to peace and quietness. His energy, his healing power, it is a crucial part of his fans' process of comfort and relaxation, and he gets them through the toughest of times. (Literally: emotional support human.)

Jungsu stans might have prominent Leo, Taurus and Libra placements in their natal chart.

I'm not kidding when I say this, this was so sweet I almost cried. Jungsu is such an angel

Gaon stans: The wild hearts

How are Gaon stans like in general? // The Star XVII

Gaon stans are quite the non-judgemental and open-minded bunch. They embrace uniqueness and eccentricity and live a life aspiring towards being original and free-spirited. They are friendly and carry a gentle sensitivity, that leads them to be very aware of the happiness of their peers. They probably show how much they care through humor, making people laugh or acting aloof.

What do Gaon stans have in common? // X of Wands R

Despite their goofy appearance, Gaon stans actually care way too much about things, they are in no way as carefree as they appear. They are so caring, and so selfless in fact, that it almost becomes detrimental to themselves and they need to learn how to put themselves first more often. But alas, they are extremely loyal and ride or die, would take a bullet for their peers any day.

What about Gaon's personality attracts Gaon stans to bias him? // Temperance XIV

Gaon stans feels as though Gaon somewhat completes them. Maybe he's the yin to their yang, or maybe they're so similar they can just melt into one singular energy. In any case, they feel in harmony with Gaon, like they can be themselves around him. (Read as: they vibe with Gaon really well.) I also heard "he's my spirit animal."

Just to let you know, I am laughing so hard right now this is so funny

Gaon stans might have prominent Aquarius and Sagittarius placements in their natal chart.

O.de stans: The little gremlins 😛

How are Seungmin stans like in general? // The Star XVII, V of Wands

Seungmin stans have a certain duality about them. They are both the kindest, most giving and generous beings on earth, but they also eat chaos on toast in the morning. They love helping people and solving conflict, maintaining the peace, but they don't waste a moment getting competitive or going to war for something they believe in. This paradoxical, complex personality might leave some dumbfounded, but it is also a their biggest source of charm.

What do Seungmin stans have in common? // King of Wands R, The Devil XV

As previously stated, Seungmin stans have many sides and a certain complexity, however one of those sides is definitely being playful. Seugmin stans are quite the little devils, they love teasing people, pushing their buttons and playing around with them (harmlessly of course!). Life with a Seungmin stan will never be boring, as much as it won't be peaceful either 😂

What about Seungmin's personality attracts Seungmin stans to bias him? // X of Wands R

Seugmin is the ideal type of many of his stans. Or perhaps, he's taught some of his fans what their ideal even looks like. But wether they knew what they wanted or discovered it through Seungmin, it is clear he holds some sort of ideal. (I mean, he is kind, caring, funny, fashionable, and he can cook? I don't blame you. He can have the perfect boyfriend award.)

Seungmin stans might have prominent fire placements or Capricorn/ Aquarius/ Pisces in their natal chart.

Junhan stans: The otherworldly ones

How are Junhan stans like in general? // The Hanged Woman XII R

Junhan stans are quite rebellious and they don't like the norm. Normal is boring, they seek the things that break the rules and bring more excitement and eccentricity into this society. They appreciate the art of thinking outside the box, finding loopholes and unpopular opinions. They won't be caught following the masses as they think independently.

What do Junhan stans have in common? // II of Swords R

Junhan stans have often felt at crossroads with other people. Like they're surrounded by the wrong people, like they are misunderstood or that they're just build different than everyone else. Perhaps they struggled a lot to escape their outcast reputation.

What about Junghan's personality attracts Junhan stans to bias him? // VII of Wands R

This reading was very interesting. I could feel from the hanged woman and the two of swords that this energy was looking specifically for an energy like Junhan's because of feeling misunderstood and stuck in the wrong place, and they were searching for liberation, aka someone who can finally understand them. I feel there's a heavy emotional connection here 😊 So, as stated before, to Junhan fans, getting to know him was somewhat of an Eureka! moment. An, ah (sigh) finally. Junhan makes it feel okay to be different. He gives strength and courage to his fans as much as the needed comfort. They can finally stop the foolish pretending society "needs" and just be themselves <3

Junhan stans might have prominent Leo, Libra or Pisces placements in their natal chart.

Jooyeon stans: The Fierce Goofballs

How are Jooyeon stans like in general? // II of Cups R, VI of Cups

Jooyeon stans are lovable little goofballs. They're cute and somewhat childish (in a good way) and people seem to quickly adore them. They might also get attached easily, too, or be the types to become inseparable from their friends. They love playing around and enjoying their life as if they are a toddler all over again, and make amazing friends to be around.

What do Jooyeon stans have in common? // The Emperor IV

At first, I interpreted this as stubbornness. Jooyeon stans might be quite fierce to deal with! Rawr 😂 But then I also saw something on the idea of confidence or cockyness. Perhaps their attitude is also full of cocky charm 😁

What about Jooyeon's personality attracts Jooyeon stans to bias him? // King of Swords R, Wheel of Fortune X R

From what I can see here, for many the attraction might have happened before even getting to his personality. People seem to stumble upon him out of sheer luck, and then he begins to have some sort of power over them. Wether it is his voice, his skills, his looks (or his eyes?) he seems to magnetize people in. When it comes to personality though, I'm seeing that his ability to be in the calm center of the storm is very appealing to Jooyeon stans. He's very laid back even in the most stressful situations, and this lack of overthinking and go with the flow attitude could be both admirable and comforting to Jooyeon stans.

When it comes to the natal chart of Jooyeon stans, I got into a bit of trouble because I was literally given 8 astrological placements 😂 (which only shows how broadly liked Jooyeon is. ) I'm gonna go on a limb and say the probably would be higher with the cards from the first two questions, that being prominent Cancer, Scorpio and Aries placements. (But just know, Aquarius, Libra, Gemini, Pisces and Sagittarius were also there.)

From what I've gathered it seems when it comes to XH as well, the stans seem to take after the idol!

Once more, please let me know who you stan and if you found this reading accurate! Let's discuss <3

ALSO TIP: If you're an OT6, you'll probably be a mix of all the readings.

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i520u · 10 months

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star-crossed ✩°｡ ⋆⸜

sixteen. different

School on that day ended late for Ricky, but he had made sure to inform you beforehand. He was not going to get himself wrapped up in another miscommunication issue again. You, on the other hand, had arrived quite early to the playgrounds where you and Ricky had promised to meet up. Despite stopping by a cafe to get something to drink while you finished up some homeworks as a way to kill time, you were still earlier than Ricky. Upon reaching the playground, you took comfort under the shade inside one of the playground tunnels from the evening sun rays.

You decided to pull out one of your essays that you are supposed to submit soon, reviewing them carefully as you didn’t want to get your marks deducted over trivial things such as spelling errors and the wrong usage of past or present tense.

Time passes by quickly when you are preoccupied. Your surroundings had started turning dark, and the lampposts by the playgrounds were already starting to illuminate the otherwise dark road. You were about to unlock your phone when it suddenly started buzzing multiple times, the preview of the notifications saying that the incoming messages were coming from Gyuvin.

You could feel your heart picking up its pace at the sight of his name. He had finally replied to you, you felt a little nervous. After all, he’s been ghosting you for days.

“Why do you seem so distracted?” The distant sound of a man talking filled the air, accompanied by a couple of footsteps which made you stop you on your tracks. There were two people if you guessed correctly, from the footsteps alone, and you definitely recognised their voices — it was Gunwook’s voice, but who was the other person?

“Who are you texting, Gyuvin? Your girlfriend?” Gunwook’s voice had a hint of playfulness to it as they both stopped in the tracks. You tried peeking outside of the tunnel through some of the little holes that they have for respiratory purposes. You could see Gyuvin standing by the swingset, while Gunwook sat on one of them as he slowly rocked his body back and forth. You couldn’t see Gyuvin’s face as he had his back facing you, but you saw him shaking his head.

“Gunwook, I did something pretty stupid,” he sighed, you glanced at your phone screen again; specifically at the six text messages from Gyuvin that you were yet to read. You had a sudden bad feeling. Something was telling you that Gyuvin was going to say something that would be in relation to you. Gunwook’s expression remained the same, he didn’t want to judge Gyuvin before he had even gotten the chance to explain for himself, and it’s not uncommon for Gyuvin to do something stupid.

Gyuvin let out a sigh when he realised that Gunwook was waiting for him to continue, “I kissed Y/N.” He trailed off, looking away from his friend, trying to make it sound as casual and as normal as possible.

Gunwook’s jaw dropped at his friend’s words, the information immediately made him stand up from the swing. “You did— why? Does Ricky—? Wait, so it’s true then? You actually like Y/N?” He couldn’t help but bombard the other with his many questions, lowering his voice at the last question as if someone could hear them — although you technically could. And clearly, at that. Gyuvin’s gaze fell to his feet, and you watched him as he shook his head in response. “I don’t. I kissed her because I wanted to see if I actually liked her, but I didn't. It, um,” Gyuvin paused as if trying to find the right words.

“…the kiss felt super mediocre.” He finished. Gunwook pushed his bangs back at how bizarre the information that he was force-fed to really was. “So… you kissed Y/N… but you don’t like her… at all…? You kissed her… for no reason?” He repeated, trying his level-best to understand where Gyuvin was coming from. He was practically dumfounded, just as you were.

Gyuvin nodded his head. His words made your body feel heavy, as if there was a weight holding you down. You slumped backwards, no longer peeking at the two boys. You weren’t sure what to think, your mind had simply gone blank for the worst reasons.

“No, I kissed her because I wanted to see if I actually liked her, but it turns out that I only like her as a friend. Plus, she wasn’t a good kisser, either.” Gyuvin let out a dry chuckle, it was his turn now to sit on one of the swings, he moved his body back and forth. “And I’m sure that she’s not my type.” He added, it was like each word that was coming out of Gyuvin’s mouth felt like a stab to your heart.

“Why are you talking weirdly? Like you’re…” Gunwook’s voice sounded faint to you despite still being in close proximity. You couldn’t seem to hear what was being said. Your mind was already racing with ridiculous — yet reasonable — thoughts, that you couldn’t be bothered to hear any more of what the two were talking about. Was that why he couldn’t look you in the eyes when he kissed you that day? Was this the reason why he hadn’t been texting you?

Your mind immediately recalled the unread text messages that Gyuvin had sent you. You jolted forward again to peek through the holes, watching as the two had already walked away from the playground as they continued to talk. You looked at your phone screen again, gritting your teeth as you unlocked it.

「It was a mistake.」

「Lol.」

Mistake? Your first kiss was a mistake? Nothing more to it than just a mistake that should’ve never happened? Why was Gyuvin acting like this… has he always been mean? Have you been thinking of him too highly?

The train of thoughts didn’t stop as you sat quietly in the tunnel. You could feel your own teardrops falling onto your lap. You weren’t sure why you were so upset that you had to cry, but your uncertainty made you even more upset. You just couldn’t shake off the ache in your heart, and you didn’t know why. It wasn’t like Gyuvin was your boyfriend. So why does it matter so much about what he thinks of the kiss?

You knew it was probably dangerous to be vulnerable and crying in the dark and empty playground all alone, but you couldn’t find the strength to move. And truthfully, you couldn’t care less about your safety at the moment. In fact, you were hoping that someone would just end your misery right then and there. Maybe you were embarrassed, or humiliated, or heartbroken. You didn’t know — but whatever the mixture of feelings that you were experiencing, you hated it.

Your eyes burned and stung as the tears kept welling up in your eyes, Gyuvin’s text messages were like the cherry on top of your misery. Mistake? Forget about it? I never even wanted to kiss you? Did you present yourself to be so easy that he thought he could simply kiss you just to ‘test out’ his feelings for you?

Ricky was practically running as soon as his art teacher dismissed him. He wasn’t late because he had gotten into trouble, he just felt bad for the old art teacher as she was cleaning up the art room. She could barely carry the heavy sculptures her students had made. His kind offer to help her out had made him late to his date with you — even if you don’t consider it a date.

Although he had informed you beforehand that he was running late, he still felt bad. He hated that he made you wait.

His footsteps slowed down as he reached the playground, although it was empty. Ricky was already half-expecting that he would be met with disappointment with the assumption that you were simply tired of waiting for him and just went home. But he wanted to be sure with his assumption, so he slowly walked around. As he approached the swingset, he pulled out his phone to text you.

Just as he was about to unlock his phone, he could faintly hear soft sniffles coming from the plastic tunnel. Now, Ricky never believed in ghosts, he was more freaked out that it could be someone dangerous trying to lure him into the seemingly suspicious spot in the playground, but he approached it anyway.

His eyes widened as he saw you, your head buried in your hands as you continued to sob and sniffle. It was a little unbelievable, he didn’t initially believed that the person before him was actually you. Ricky got down on his knees to see you better, his voice calling your name softly, but hesitantly, as his hand slowly made its way to gently caress your arm.

Ricky was visibly shocked when he saw your face after you lifted your head — your eyes were extremely puffy he could barely recognise you, or maybe he was just exaggerating. Although, he did had initial doubts about you when he first found you anyway. He was more confused with why your eyes were the way they are at the moment instead of correlating having puffy eyes with crying for a long time. You watched as Ricky just stood there, thinking.

“Where have you been?” Your question broke the silence between the two of you, Ricky noticed that rather than sounding like you usually do, your voice was slightly hoarse. It was then that Ricky had finally realised that you had been crying the whole time he wasn’t there. Ricky’s expressionless face quickly disappeared as he smiled at you, “sorry, I came here as fast as I could.” He reassured, taking a seat onto the dirty ground. You exhaled quietly as you started crawling out of the enclosed space that is the tunnel, sitting next to Ricky on the ground.

Ricky gently held the side of your face, wiping the remaining tears that stained your cheeks with his hand. You knew Ricky normally hated dirtying his clothes, so it was out of the ordinary that he had willingly sat down on the dirty grass and soil that was the playground. “What made you so upset tonight? Why didn’t you just go home?” He asked gently as he fixed your hair, his eyes, his voice, and overall his presence gave you the comfort that you had been longing for after crying alone for a while.

You bit your lower lip for a second as you contemplated on telling him. You weren’t really fond of the idea of telling the boy you have feelings for about how you and his best friend had kissed, but you simply didn’t have the mental capacity to lie at the moment.

You pulled out your phone slowly — although part of you felt guilty for doing so — but you ended up showing the text messages between you and Gyuvin. He took a few seconds to read them all, and as you watched his shocked expression with the newly gained information, you couldn’t stop yourself from rambling about what had happened earlier when he wasn’t there, you didn’t want him to assume anything without any context. It would be hell for you if he started thinking that you and his friends were a thing.

“He told Gunwook that it was mediocre, that I was bad at kissing — I didn’t think it would be this upsetting to me. I don’t even like Gyuvin, but I felt like his words were being shot at to kill me.” You spoke, struggling as you were sobbing in between your words again, tears staining your cheeks once more.

Initially, Ricky was angry, jealous, he felt betrayed, even. But seeing you so visibly upset had somehow cancelled out all of his rage. He finds himself worried about you over anything else at that moment. This is about you, and not him.

He knew that you telling him this, and being vulnerable in front of him, probably meant that he trusted you. For once in his life, Ricky didn’t act according to his overwhelming emotions. He would spend hours trying to figure out why he had acted differently this time, but it was rather simple.

Ricky no longer only liked you, you weren’t just a ‘high school crush’ to him. Ricky loved you. Seeing you in distraught made him realised that he never wanted to see you like that ever again, because you were someone that he loved.

He pulled you into a hug, his hand softly caressing your hair as he tried calming you down, “I’m sorry he made you feel that way, Y/N.” He muttered. Just like Gunwook, Ricky seemed to notice that what Gyuvin had allegedly said about his kiss he had with you sounded way out of the ordinary. Gyuvin is many things, but he is never an asshole to his friends, and Ricky is sure that he cares a lot about you, too.

“Am I really that unlikeable?” You mumbled into his chest, not really expecting an answer. You had stopped crying again as the hug was enough comfort for you, and you were just sulking — it felt nice to not be reasonable for once. Ricky pulled away from the hug as he looked at you, it killed to see how upset you were. The kiss must’ve mean something to you. “You’re judging yourself over one person’s opinion. I’m sure there’s at least someone out there who loves you.” He attempted to assure you. Emphasising on the word ‘someone’. You weren’t really assured, though, your gaze falling to the ground as the cold night breeze blew on your faces.

Ricky took his jacket off, slinging it onto your shoulders instead as he let the silence take over for a while. “I’m sorry for ruining our plans for today.” You sighed, you thought it would’ve made you feel better after apologising, but it only made you feel worse. “My plans aren’t ruined, I still got to be with you,” his gentle voice soothed you a little, you were relieved that he still considered whatever this was… a hang out.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, If I had arrived here sooner, you wouldn’t have to hear all that, you look pretty tonight, and now you’re dirtying them by sitting on the soil.” he frowned, not once did Ricky take his eyes off of you. As if he was afraid that if he looked elsewhere, you would start crying again.

You shook your head, finally lifting your head up again to look at the boy in front of you. “I needed to hear him say that. Or else, I would’ve stupidly continued texting him.” Ricky could see that you were trying to look on the bright side, he adored how you were able to control your emotions even at times like these. The corners of his lips formed a small smile to his face as he looked at you.

The atmosphere became silent again, he was unsure with what to say, he just wanted you to feel better. You weren’t sure what to say either, you were just wallowing in self-pity in front of the guy that you like, and it was making you feel slightly pathetic. You were also embarrassed that you had shamelessly admitted to him that you were a bad kisser. Your impulse thoughts of venting to Ricky were starting to become regretful.

Ricky gently placed his hand on top of yours, that was fiddling with the overgrown grass. “Honestly, I’m sure you’re not a bad kisser. I mean, it was your first kiss! No one is good at anything they do for the first time.” As if reading your mind, he assured you about the kiss. Your cheeks heated up at the thought of him being able to read your mind. You shook your head, pressing your lips together. “No. It was really obvious that I didn’t know how to kiss him back.” Your eyebrows furrowed as you realised that you were once again admitting to the Shen Ricky that you were a horrible kisser.

Ricky got closer to you, and you were a little taken aback with how close he was with you. You heart still managed to find a way to flutter even in that situation when it came to Ricky. “Kiss me.” He simply said. It sounded bizarre to you, and it sounded even more bizarre to Ricky — he didn’t know where he had gotten his courage from, but he did know that he wanted to kiss you. Maybe it was bad timing, and maybe you would push him away, and look at him in utter disgust, but, both of you were already on the topic of kissing anyway.

You looked at him in shock, the moonlight reflected in your eyes with how wide your eyes were. Ricky’s face remained stoic as he waited for you. “K— what?” You stammered, your body tensed up as you started second-guessing yourself. “You said that you’re bad at it. So, kiss me.” He repeated his words as if it was the most casual thing to say.

You swallowed your saliva as you gave it a thought. You had heard him correctly. “Or maybe I should do it?” He asked. Ricky grabbed both of your arms, putting them around his neck, as he slowly started leaning in “when you’re unsure with what to do with your arms, you put them here.” He informed as he stared at you. His gaze made you nervous, so you decided to close your eyes, although it did absolutely nothing to calm you down.

Your touch senses felt like it was heightened with your eyes closed after you almost jolted when you felt his hand on your cheeks. You were close enough to Ricky to feel his breath fanning you, and you could even feel his lips brushing against yours. It gave you a boost of confidence somehow. You will kiss him!

It felt like taking a leap of faith, you were merely inches away from kissing him. You will do it. Properly kiss the boy you actually like.

Your breath was slightly shaky as you took in a deep breath, “relax,” you heard him say in a low voice, his thumb softly caressing your cheek as you finally decided to close in on the kiss.

“Y/N?” Your eyes widened at the familiar voice, your eyes shot open as you instinctively pushed Ricky back before looking at the direction where the voice had came from. “Yujin?” You asked, you were breathless from the extremely intimate moment you had just shared with Ricky. “What are you doing here?” You continued, already standing up, followed by Ricky.

Yujin immediately looked away — just in case. “Y… you, um… you weren’t answering your phone… so, mom made me look for you…” you could feel yourself breaking into cold sweat as you nervously chuckled. Ricky wasn’t sure if you were blushing from the two of you almost kissing, or because the two of you were caught by your younger brother. But either way, you looked cute. “I see! Let’s get going then! Give me a second.” You turned around to face the boy you almost kissed.

Ricky’s eyes darted to you as you faced him, his cheeks were slightly red, and your heart immediately skipped a beat from the eye contact. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Ricky.” You smiled, trying to act like nothing had happened. He nodded, returning the smile.

You were about to walk away when he gently stopped you by putting a hand on your shoulder. He took a few steps forward so he would be standing in front of you, “you okay? Are you feeling better?” He asked, a hint of concern on his face as he waited for your response. You nodded, your body relaxing when you realised he was still treating you the same despite you almost kissing him. He was still Shen Ricky, and not an asshole. You’re still friends(?) That was good news to you.

“Never better! Thank you for today,” you whispered, flashing him a genuine smile this time. He nodded in relief, his hand snaked behind, from your shoulder to your lower back, pushing you forward so he would be embracing you.

Leaning down to your height, he left a kiss on your cheek. “Thanks for not cancelling on our date,” he whispered before pulling away.

Date. It was a date.

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synopsis ↯ in which you are paired up with ricky shen, who fully convinced himself that you purposely became his partner in order to date him.

𖤐 𖦹 ༘⋆⊹ nara's note:

i was reading operation: true love SO this chapter is kinda inspired by that and ALSO thank you @p8rasite and @jinkiseason for helping me out with this chapter <3

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ruksahiroku · 1 year

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Masochist MC x Lucifer

Woo, I actually made something for once!

Warnings -- Mature, Restraints, Whips, Pain, Pleasure, implied suspension.

Other warnings -- Not proofread for errors. I want to care, but I'm also starving, soooo...

It should be fine.

Minors DNI

“MAAAAAAAAAMMOOOOOON!!”

You were in your room watching DevilTube when you heard Lucifer shout through the house. I wonder what he did this time..? You stood, throwing your phone on the bed and wandering towards the brothers' voices.

“C'mon! You've helped me before, what's wrong with one more time? I won't do it again, promise!” Mammon sounded desperate.

You heard Asmodeus huff, “That's what you've said the past 300 years! I am NOT helping you this time, my poor hands would get wrinkled. No. Thank. You.”

You turned the corner and locked eyes with Mammon, who used you as a meat shield like usual.

“MC will help me, right?” Mammon cried behind you, “You'd have the honour to help The Great Mammon after all.”

You sighed, wondering what you were getting into. “Of course I'll help you Mammon. I always do, don't I? What are we doing this time?”

“No.” Lucifer's voice was harsh, and your eyes met his. “Mammon will clean up his mess alone this time. He will work for free, and pay for anything he eats. Then, when he's done, he will report to me immediately for further punishment.” He rubbed the bridge of his nose and waved Mammon away.

Surprisingly Mammon left, shoulders slumped. The rest of the brothers left one by one, leaving you alone with Lucifer.

“What did he do this time, Lucifer?” You cocked your head, thinking about seeing Mammon strung up later. It made a twisted jealousy form a knot in your stomach.

“He was caught selling things from Ristorante Six. Tablecloths, decor, utensils...” Lucifer shook his head, and sighed. “Sometimes I think he likes it when I punish him. I'll have to come up with something harsher for tonight. Perhaps he'll begin to be--”

You couldn't help yourself, “Punish me instead.” you blurted out, surprising you both as you stared at each other. You looked away, a fierce blush creeping across your face.

“Excuse me? MC, did I hear you correctly?” Lucifer took a step towards you and lifted your chin so you were face to face again. “Say it again.”

“I-I... Punish me instead. Maybe Mammon will behave if he knows that I will be the one taking the punishments.” Your face was red now, but your voice never wavered. “Don't go easy on me either.. Punish me like you would punish him. Whip me, and tie me up, make me into a chandelier while you and your brothers eat dinner.” Just the thought alone was enough to heat you up.

“And why should I do that, MC?” Lucifer was smirking, one eyebrow raised. He was toying with you on purpose.

You took a deep breath in, held it for a moment, then spoke, “Because I'm a masochist. Every time I hear one of them being punished, I would imagine it being me. To be degraded, humiliated, abused and hung like furniture...”

You were in Lucifer's room before you finished explaining it to him. You saw him smirk as he turned away from you and walked to his closet. When he turned back, you saw the whip he held.

“Come here.” It was a command, and you followed it. Lucifer smiled, “Good human. At least someone in this house will do as they're told. Now, I will give you the colour system for safe words, is that acceptable? Explain it to me so I know we both understand.”

“Yes, Lucifer.” You smiled back to him. It felt like a dream. “Green means I am good to continue. Red means stop, and it is over. Yellow means that I don't want to end, but I need something. Further communication is required.”

He nodded, “Very well. Then to begin, I'd like you to take off your RAD uniform. Set it here.” He pointed to a stool inside his closet. “You may leave your underclothing on, but the uniform is tailored to you. I would hate to have you miss classes because of this.”

Without a word you stepped past him and removed your school uniform, folding it on the stool. You stood in your underclothes, that blasted blush creeping back across your face.

Lucifer closed the doors to his closet, instructing you to stand facing the doors. “Good. Spread your legs for me, now.” As you did, he knelt to attach cuffs to your ankles. Each one was connected to a short chain bolted to the back of the door. “I don't bother doing this for Mammon, but I won't go easy on you. I don't want to seriously injure you if you squirm at the wrong time.” He ran his hands up your sides, and down your arms to your wrists. “Colour?” He raised your arms above your head to attach another pair of cuffs to the top of the door

You were breathing heavily. “Green.” Never in a million years did you think that you would obtain this sort of attention.

He stepped back from you, and you could hear him swing the whip a few times in practice.“Then we will begin. I will start with ten. You will count. If I don't hear you, or you miss a number, we go back to one. I will warn you only once if I cannot hear you. Are you ready?” His voice was distant, a cold professionalism running through it.

“Yes Lucifer.” You rested your head against the door, and closed your eyes, listening for the sound of the air splitting.

CRACK!

It stung more than you expected, and you gasped out in shock. “One.” You could feel a warmth blossom in your core, and your back.

CRACK!

You cried out, not expecting another blow to come so quickly. “Two.”

CRACK!

Panting for breath now, your entire body was on fire. “Three.”

CRACK!

It stung so badly, this is the bliss you were looking for. You couldn't help yourself, moaning, “Lucifer... Four...”

You heard the click of his shoes against the polished wooden floorboards, and felt his gloved hands against your body, slowly roaming. “Colour?”

“Green.” Your head lolled back against him as one of his hands wrapped lightly around your neck.

“Good. It seems like you're enjoying this, MC.” He chuckled.

He stepped away from you again, and you whined in protest.

CRACK!

Another moan of his name. “Lucifer..”

He never heard a voice so sweet. It made him want. He wanted this, you, moaning his name. He wanted to take you, hide you from the world, you were his. Instead, he readied for another swing, smiling. “I didn't hear you, dove.”

“I” You hesitated, voice full of lust, “I don't remember, I'm sorry.”

“Then we will have to start over.” He chastised you. “Now it will be fifteen, Understood?”

“Ye--”

CRACK!

You weren't expecting it, and your knees buckled. “One.” You straitened up waiting for the next.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

You screamed, unable to maintain your composure, or control your body as an orgasm ripped through you, staining your clothes. You heard a thunk as something fell to the floor, and Lucifer's hands were on you, holding you up, undoing the restraints.

“MC? Are you alright?” He looked at you, and his concern fizzled away into a cocky smirk. “You certainly seem to be fine. Color?”

“Green.” You said shakily as you regained some control over yourself. “Two, three, four.” You smiled to him.

He chuckled, “Very good, MC. Now, if you wish to be hung above the table for dinner, I should tie you up now. Usually I wouldn't do this, but it's my turn to make dinner tonight. If you are still okay after dinner is cleaned up and over, I will finish your punishment.” He removed the cuffs from your ankles first, then your wrists.

“I think I'll need to change first, please.” You said, looking away from him.

“That is out of the question. This is a punishment after all. Now everyone will know,” He lowered his voice, a possessive growl as he continued, “Just how excited you got from being tied up and whipped by me.” He licked his lips, looking at you like cornered prey. “Understood?”

“Yes, Lucifer” you whispered.

#obey me lucifer #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #ruksa's creations #obey me smut #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me lucifer x reader

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allthelittlecreepycrawlies · 6 months

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Another mixed concept and scene snippet post from twitter. This one I actually hammered out a quick ending to!

Nie Huaisang is the insecure one of the relationship for a change.

Even though they’ve been together from the end of lectures all the way through the Sunshot Campaign, even though Jiang Cheng always turns them down, even though Jiang Cheng chased off the matchmakers, there's always someone drawn in by Jiang Cheng’s pretty face or the allure of the Jiang-furen.

And, eventually, Jiang Cheng will have to find himself a wife.

An actual wife.

Nie Huaisang can handle dealing with merchants and accounts and stuff like that, he’d even force himself to do it for the rest of his life if he has to, but there's so much more that would be expected of a wife and even if he were to learn it all, the etiquette and everything, he's still not a woman. He can’t give Jiang Cheng heirs of his own bloodline, and he knows how important that is.

So even though he does his best to help out with rebuilding the Pier, Nie Huaisang makes himself scarce if there's even a hint of flirting because if this is going to be the one that Jiang Cheng reciprocates, he doesn't want to be there to see it.

He even stays through the fallout and the first siege, only for a new problem to pop up as the dust settles.

On top of everything else, Jin Ling can’t stand him. Even at that age where babies are upset about everything, it's clear Nie Huaisang is his least favorite adult, even though Nie Huaisang is doing his best, and is actually doing things correctly 95% of the time.

It's absolutely crushing. It's worse than the flirting, worse than the proposal letters, because he knows more than anything, Jiang Cheng needs a partner who can do right by his nephew.

As Jin Ling howls angrily in his arms, only to immediately quiet as soon as someone else takes him, Nie Huaisang finally starts contemplating throwing in the towel and letting Jiang Cheng find someone who actually deserves to be by his side.

And eventually… he does give up and break things off.

Not wanting to leave Jiang Cheng feeling like he's in the wrong, he explains everything before he quietly goes back to Qinghe.

Unbeknownst to him, Jiang Cheng takes this as a challenge.

Nie Huaisang left because people wanted him to marry better? Fine! He finally accepts the matchmakers' attempts to set him up, and then purposely bombs the dates. When rumors start getting out, he pays the matchmakers to support them.

He can't do anything about the fact that Jin Ling doesn't like Nie Huaisang, and that guts him, because his nephew comes first. But Jin Ling's a baby, surely his opinion will change as he grows?

Right?

He can make this work. He will make this work.

It's been a year and a half since he and Nie Huaisang have seen each other in person, but they've been tentatively exchanging letters.

When Jiang Cheng arrives at the conference in Qinghe, he takes the first day to gather his nerves. On the second day, he thinks he's ready.

And then the screaming panic erupts in the courtyard.

---

From there, it goes as canon did. Nie Huaisang grows distant as he sinks into grief and revenge and Jiang Cheng throws himself into running the sect and raising Jin Ling.

(Neither of them ever tells Jin Ling about their history together, so he grows up having never known they were even an item, just that Nie Huaisang is that weird annoying guy who's always pestering shushu. Ironic that he ends up remaining completely disdainful of Nie Huaisang his whole childhood, but for totally different reasons.)

It's painful and bewildering to see the way Nie Huaisang acts around Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao, because Nie Huaisang wasn't that clingy with him even when they were lovers.

(Once the final confrontation at the temple concludes, Jiang Cheng realizes that Nie Huaisang might have been shielding him from All Of That, but he's still kind of hurt and confused.)

Something forces them to talk: Jin Ling eventually does find out about their backstory.

Not the actual backstory, of course, but during a 'friendly' night hunt, Wei Wuxian offhandedly muses about the fact that Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang aren't together anymore.

Wait, when were they ever together????

"Oh, it ended before you were even old enough to remember?" Wei Wuxian asks. "Though I guess that's not surprising, since you were only three when Chifeng-zun died."

"It was probably because even they couldn't stand each other for long," Lan Jingyi says, earning a swat from Ouyang Zizhen.

But Wei Wuxian just grins and says "Yeah, that's probable, too," or something like that. Jin Ling doesn't really hear it clearly because he's already mad and stewing in his own thoughts.

His jiujiu-! With that guy-!

And he's going to get to the bottom of this. Since his jiujiu never said anything about Nie-zongzhu all those years, good or bad, he knows he won't get any information that way, and even though he grew up seeing Nie-zongzhu as a silly harmless annoyance, recent discussions mean he doesn't feel comfortable going to the Unclean Realms either.

Time to start asking the Jiang sect’s second-in-command some questions.

---

Jin Ling doesn’t get much, but he gets enough that he knows he’s going to have to press Nie-zongzhu for the full story.

So he sucks up his nerve and heads to the Unclean Realms.

He’s received with little fanfare, but when Nie Huaisang offers tea, he can tell by the smell that it’s his jiujiu’s favorite, and he can’t help but wonder which of them loved it first.

It throws him off guard enough that rather than the snippy confrontation he had been planning on the way over, the first question out of his mouth is “Do you regret any of it?”

Nie Huaisang tilts his head, expression uncomfortably probing. Jin Ling braces himself for the usual deflections and protestations of ignorance, but whatever Nie Huaisang sees makes him simply sigh instead. “Your shenshen. I never predicted she would react the way she did. I thought she would go home to her parents.”

“What about the cu- Mo Xuanyu? Did you make him do it?”

“No. It was his idea to begin with, actually. But there was a possibility, however small, that I could have stopped him, and I never tried.”

Jin Ling is… not sure exactly how he feels about the answers he’s been given. But he does believe them. So he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, lets it out… and without any of the irritation he’d been carrying with him on the way, asks the question that has really sparked this visit.

“Did you break up with jiujiu because of me?”

Nie Huaisang chokes on his tea. “Where did you hear that from?” he wheezes after getting the coughing under control.

“Not any one person in particular. I heard you’d been together from shijiu, and started putting the pieces together after talking to some others,” Jin Ling only partially lies, not wanting to put his jiujiu’s second in any possible line of fire. “Did you?”

Nie Huaisang rubs between his eyes, and it looks like he won’t answer at first. “It wasn’t your fault,” he finally says. “There were over a dozen different issues that probably would have sunk us eventually. We’d been keeping the relationship quiet during the rebuilding, so there were potential wives being tossed in his path constantly, none of which I could measure up to.”

“He would have picked you anyway,” Jin Ling says, eyes narrowed. “So tell me the real reason.”

“I did. Choosing me would have only put more stress on him, especially since-”

“Since what?”

“Since nothing.”

“So it did have something to do with me.”

“Jin-zongzhu-”

“Tell me,” Jin Ling insists, practically leaning over the table.

Nie Huaisang scrubs his face with his hands. “Fine. Fine. I hated seeing how miserable he was having to split time between us because you screamed yourself blue if someone tried to hand you to me. I wasn’t going to make him choose, and I wasn’t going to make him feel guilty when he inevitably chose you. It was better for both of you to just take myself out of the running.”

Jin Ling sits back down and processes this, remembering all the times he’d heard his jiujiu absolutely shut down a dinner date with anyone. How he always changed the subject when Jin Ling brought up the question of why he hadn't married yet.

He must have been missing Nie Huaisang the whole time, and it’s clear just from watching Nie Huaisang during this discussion that he’d been hurting too. And yet they’d never breathed a word about it around him because they didn’t want him thinking he’d ruined things for them.

“Okay,” he says finally. “I’m summoning jiujiu here and we’re discussing this in full.”

“What?”

—

Things finally seem to be going well. With Jin Ling's blessing, Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang are tentatively mending the bond between them.

And then a night hunt goes horribly wrong, with Jiang Cheng taking a blow that would have killed his nephew and once-shixiong. Much to everyone's surprise, including his own, he ascends.

As a god of devotion.

He laughs until he realizes the other gods are serious, and then he's bewildered and angry because why him?

Worst of all, he can't leave the heavens without permission for literal years because he has to 'settle in' first, which just seems like a lot of bureaucratic bullshit to him.

—

Of course he goes to Jin Ling first, who's now fully-grown and well-established, but still greets him with tears and a fierce hug like a kid. After they've spent almost the whole day catching up, Jin Ling suddenly gets very quiet and serious. "You might want to go see Huaisang next. Before it's too late."

Jiang Cheng stiffens. "I was already planning on it, but what the hell do you mean 'too late'?"

"He's... really not been doing well since you ascended. I think the only things still keeping him alive at this point are his promise to his brother and the fact that the disciples insist on taking care of him even though he abdicated."

Jiang Cheng feels sick, because he knows.

He knows why.

He thanks Jin Ling and, in a blink, he's at the Unclean Realms. Ignoring the stunned reactions, he turns to the man he recognizes as having been the head disciple the last time he visited and is likely the sect leader now. "Where is he?"

He's guided to a set of rooms deep in the side of the mountain, where the only light is from torches and lanterns and candles. When he enters the door indicated for him, the sight inside makes his stomach drop.

Nie Huaisang is sleeping on a bed of furs and soft pillows, an array Jiang Cheng can't identify stitched over the chest of carefully arranged robes. Despite the fact that his face is still smooth and unlined, there are silver streaks among the braids in his hair. He's far too thin and just... looks ill.

Kneeling beside the low bed, Jiang Cheng reaches out to touch his cheek, his hair, something, but his presence rouses his former lover before he can make contact.

Nie Huaisang blinks at him, then smiles, but his gaze isn't focusing right. "Ah, Cheng-er, look at you," he murmurs, barely audible. "Always knew you were too good for a monster like me."

—

Nie Huaisang only lives long enough to complete the purification ritual.

Jiang Cheng decides to remain on earth, waiting. He passes the time by occasionally checking in with the sect, or with Jin Ling, or even with Wei Wuxian, the shock of his ascension having forced them to have some very weighty conversations.

It takes another fifty years, but eventually he crosses paths with a young man who has familiar green eyes and an even more familiar infectious laugh.

#mdzs #sangcheng #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #jin ling #ideas #fanfic...sort of

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rhubarbrambles · 7 months

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code lyoko, aelita, and neurodivergence

hi-ho! i'm rhubarb. i'm autistic. and a big fan of code lyoko. it's been a hyperfixation of mine on and off for a couple years now. aelita has ALWAYS been my favorite. her arc, her wit, her .. everything! yet there was always something.. different about her to me that i couldn't place.

that is.. that she's. REALLY relateable to the autistic experience. let's jump right into that.

first off. aelita's otherment from other human chatacters. yes, we learn aelita IS human. but even after learning that, aelita states feeling.. off, different. and, fuck, does that GET to me. it's very similar to how neurodivergent people often feel othered when around neurotypicals. that something is just.. wrong. that they don't belong, that they aren't being a person .. correctly, so to say

we even see aelita struggle with identifying tone / social cues, i.e. the multiple times sissi leads aelita into trouble by lying to her (like when telling her there's another shower upstairs, but refraining from saying that is the boy's shower). not only is she struggling, but sissi continues to laugh at aelita's failures. she IS being othered.

aelita, in a sense.. is having to "learn how to be human" again. that is. ..learn.... social norms. like how many neurodivergents often attempt to mask. this gets to her, too — we see aelita run BACK to lyoko because she's so damn stressed about it. she wants to go to HER normal.

ive also seen aelita's love of things like dj-ing as a hyperfixation of sorts. this one is hard to explain, but .. it was relateable to me to watch her gain a passion she loved so deeply.

my favorite part? when her character develops. we don't see aelita become.. "normal". we see her become CONFIDENT. we see her learn how to cope with her differences, learn how to THRIVE. she stays just as witty, as "weird", but accepts those parts of her and matures. it's.. something a younger me really needed. to watch her grow up and be.. okay. that despite it all, there's nothing WRONG with aelita. in fact, she's really damn cool.

i don't.. think aelita was written with such a subtext in mind. i don't think it was on purpose for her to fit so nicely into these boxes. and i don't think every autistic (or other neurodivergent) person will feel the same. yet. she was there for me. and was so, so important to me. people don't have to hc her as on the spectrum, but god, i sure do.

i love when chatacters, even on accident, can provide this for people. if you have a character like this, id love to hear about it in the tags / comments / reblogs etc!!!

#code lyoko #aelita schaeffer #aelita hopper #aelita stones #long post #text post #rhubarb does a real ramble #i love her so so much #autistic #neurodivergent #neurodiversity

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shini--chan · 24 days

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Can i request for general yandere hcs for the baltic trio (seperate)?

Ravis is first, the other two Baltics will follow in due time.

Yandere Charater Sheet I

1p! Latvia: Raivis Galante

Characters adjusted to the reader's age. Here I am, wondering how I managed to turn Latvia into a complete nutcase.

Trigger warnings: Kidnapping, stalking, inappropriate touching, theft, voyeurism, restraining, subduing, human experimentation, murder

Attributes - What sort of Yandere is he/she?

Raivis, is for all intents and purposes, shameless when it comes to the activities surrounding his pursuit and "relationship" with you. The notion of stalking you, stealing little "trophies" from you, taking pictures of you while in public or in private - he doesn't feel a sliver of guilt. The factors preventing him from being completely insolent around you is that if other people caught on to his behaviour, then they would do their best to stop him. Furthermore, he wants you running towards him and throwing yourself in his arms, not running away from him. If anything, he hates it when his actions have negative consequences, even if he technically did nothing wrong.

On the flip side, he is desperate to have you, and that is something that curtails his behaviour. Latvia so dearly wants to impress you, to have you in awe of his skills. Everytime you enter the room or his vicinity, he perks up like a puppy that wants to play. In a way, he even acts the part - when he does get the chance to be with you, he is enthusiastic, stumbling over his words and gesturing a bit too wildly with his hands. He'll become your shadow for the evening, or just the day, opening doors for you or pulling out your chair. He'll use these small chores as excuses to get very close to you - hands lingering a bit too long when he takes your jacket, his nose almost in your hair when he stands behind you in the bus.

Added on is that he has been withdrawn for so long, and with his exuberance in approaching you, that he doesn't know how to handle the situation correctly. He is awkward in many ways, even more so during your time together. However, he is somewhat conscious of it and will make it clear that the things he does wrong are not due to malicious intent and are genuine mistakes. This way, he hopes to encourage you to dismiss his yandere tendencies.

Because he is self-conscious and aware enough to know that what he is doing isn't right, that a healthy relationship doesn't consist of him dogging your every step, or interrogating every person you spend more than five minutes with. However, if there aren't any negative consequences then he can't bring himself to care. He just wants somebody to dote on him and in turn to be cherished by him. Surely there is nothing wrong about that, even if it means infringing on your personal freedoms? Besides, rights are only as strong as those willing to enforce them, and if nobody comes to your rescue, then surely there is no problem.

Immaturity is another mark of him, but not in the way you would expect. It manifests in that he strives to ignore problems as much as possible, i.e. if there are negative consequences to his actions that can be ignored, he'll readily sweep them under the rug. Likewise, if he can shove responsibility of some atrocity onto somebody else, it will be done without a second thought. In his mind, the reason you don't accept him is that others filled your head with fluff. He is not at fault that you find him reprehensible, oh no sir.

Cornering - How would they get you?

This is where he can be spectacularly impulsive. Mayhaps he is fretting over how to approach you, how to win over your heart, when he spontaneously decides to throw it all in the wind and nab you. It could be during a field trip - the two of you out on a lake on a sailing boat, just having finished lunch. You're just lying on deck, sated and sleepy. Would this just be the perfect time to tie you up, dock and then squirrel you away to his house?

Or he offers you a ride home from an event that you both are attending, and decides to take you to his house. If you protest when he pulls into the garage, he'll feign being a cheesy romantic and that he understood his place when you told him to drive you home.

The matter is, Raivis is very intelligent, but he still sucks when it comes to planning a complex sequence of events, especially when some of the variables are unknown. Chess is foreseeable since it is a lot about developed tactics and countertactics, where the properties of all pieces are known and everything is visible. Real life is not so accommodating and thus he struggles. Thus, he has a vague idea as to how to win your heart, but as to how the chips should fall so that he gets his happily ever after, he is clueless.

So he decides to just go for the kill. Part of this is also to blame on the fact that his idea of romance comes from tragic romance books, where the love interest slips through the fingers of the protagonist due to lack of action.

You wind up in his humble abode, and he has no idea what to do with you. Installing child safety everywhere seems like a good first step. If you don't watch out, you might wind up tied to a bed. All in all, how well you are treated depends on how well you take the sudden change in your living situation. Should you accept it with grace, then you'll be able to trick yourself into thinking it is a normal relationship, with one eye closed that is. Should you might back, tranquillisers and chains it is.

Expectations - What do they expect of you?

He wants you to me feminine. Not girly, don't be mistaken, rather imbued with grace and kindness. Lavia wants somebody tender to spend his time with after enduring the stresses of the day. A bit like those old aristocratic ladies, with impeccable manners, a good sense of fashion and a stern demeanour. Though, please don't look down on him.

That is partially where the desire for a more down to earth persona comes in. Somebody that doesn't hesitate to roll up their sleeves and get to work, no matter how long the hours and tough the task is. Somebody with whom he can build a home. A partner with a matronly side here is ideal, that isn't too stuck up to laugh and enjoy life, nor withers away when the going gets tough.

It is then up to you to stick a balance here. Ravis is very much a dreamer, and can often get carried away with them. On top of that, he often tries to superimpose his dreams on reality and then becomes either upset or anxious when they don't match. Here, you'll have to be good with words, good at dragging him out of his slump while not encouraging his daydreaming tendencies to an unhealthy extent. Additionally, have good communication skills. He is so afraid of you leaving him, but doesn't see how the fault for that could rest on his shoulders, instead it would be all your doing. In the long-term, you'll have to learn how to communicate with him without setting him off.

Also, rely on him. Let him feel smart and strong, worthy of your time. If you don't, then it isn't him that is wrong, but you. You are the evil being trying to undermine his self-esteem and make him doubt himself. How can you reject all his hard work, you ungrateful ignat? Here you would be dealing with a volatile young man. Be careful what you say to him or else you'll put yourself in danger. Be grateful for his affections and attention, even if it should come in the form of a severed head in a cardboard box on your doorstep.

On top of that, you'll have to have a lot of metal resilience. Look, he isn't the sort that doesn't know how to comfort people, or bring somebody down from an anxiety attack, but he doesn't expect to have to carry you through life because you can't function in day-to-day life. And if you are catatonic? Then you'll find yourself without company, not even his. He wouldn't provide the most psychologically healthy environment to begin with, and it not something he'll ever fully, consciously acknowledge. In that way, you'll have to put up with his daily antics without tearing your hair out.

Intelligence is also important to him. Mind you, you don't have to be a complete genius - that would just intimidate him and the leash he'd have on you would become even shorter. What he desires, is somebody that can understand him, especially when he starts rambling about his interests and hobbies. And understands not to fidget too much when the chains are brought out.

Faded - Would they let go of you in any way?

If you would become catatonic, then he would toss you aside without a second thought. Being a walking corpse, you just wouldn't be the person whom he became obsessed with. Since you wouldn't have any value to him as an empty doll, he would get rid of you fast. Murder wouldn't be an option, not for old times sake at least, so he would just drop you off at the side of the road and call it a day. He would be a bit worried about you, but would ultimately decide that he would do you no good by fretting over you. With you out of sight and having no more importance to him, he'll manage to move on.

The other way would be if you are much more powerful than him in your own right, or if you have somebody protecting you from him. Even if it is just Poland that is your partner, he would hesitate to make you his. So it might just as well be that he'll be restricted to pinning for you from afar. Over time, he could just as well fall for somebody else, or force himself to not think. With enough distraction and enough time, the memory of you will fade.

Punishment - How would they proceed if you do something they disapprove of?

Oh, this can be scary. You see, this young man doesn't really know when to stop and often goes too far due to his skewed perception of reality. Don't worry though, he isn't for public humiliation, usually. What can he do if unsavoury rumours about you suddenly start circulating. Bad things happen, and sometimes people get bored and make stuff up to pass the time. It isn't his fault in any way. If it pushes you closer to him, then he won't complain.

Other than that, he would want to illustrate to you how generous and gracious he is being with you. How about going a few days without heating. How about without food? No clothing? No water? No electricity? It would be like a science experiment to him where he can play around with the parameters to produce different outcomes. Ravis isn't above writing a report about it and then presenting his findings to you, also thanking you for your "willing participation".

Another way he would punish you would be by granting your wish to stop interfering with your life. He’d let you run the show, cook and clean and read whatever, whenever you want. But he would be there the whole time, eyes tracing your every movement, listening to your every word. He would never interfere, just watch the whole time. With him having all the keys, you wouldn’t even have privacy while sitting on the toilet - he would just be standing there, watching you. This would also be one of those scenarios where he wouldn’t say anything for days. Ravis would do his best to not outwardly react to anything you say or do, and only end the whole affair when he deems you ready. This could be after a few hours, or after a month or two.

There is also a game plan if you resort to violent action - breaking bones. If he shatters the bones in your fingers, then you'll be dependent on him for and during your recovery. Also, you won't be able to attack or escape. Actions have consequences, and this would be the consequence of you being mean and hurtful to him. Surely that will teach you a lesson. On top of that, your hands will never be the same again. Future attacks will have no chance of being smooth and lightning quick.

Reaction - How would they react to you escaping?

This would be where he'd get very impulsive. You see, you are like an opiod that soothes and dulls the pain. Having you suddenly disappear into thin air would be a shock in more ways than one. Latvia would become frantic, running all around your shared living space, ripping open closets and peeking behind wardrobes, because surely you are just hiding from him, right? Right?

There is a chance that he'll be the one to catch, not eating or sleeping until he has you back in his grasp. Should you meet him in this state, don't expect him to be reasonable or merciful - he'll be too frenzied for either of those. Best come along quietly and don't draw it out for longer than need be. That would just make him more irate and prone to injuring you and bystanders.

It could just as well be that you aren't captured by him, but by agents or mercenaries employed by the Latvian government. They might not have a lot of power or influence, but they still need a functioning nation. The best way to ensure that is to drag you back to captivity.

Turnabout - Scenario: You have the upper hand? What would be different from their usual MO?

This would only work if you can convince him that you are acting in his best interests. Maybe he is a patient and you have to play nurse for him, taking his health in your hands and handling it expertly. Maybe you earn more than he does, and thus make the big purchases, like buying a house, a car and whatnot. Then he can be relatively at ease with the whole dynamic. Control ultimately rests with him though, and at the end of the day, you have to accept him in your life.

When that isn't the case, that is when matters turn ugly. Due to nearly always being under foreign control means that Ravis has garnered a lot of negative experiences of what happens when he gives up control. He reacts allergic to situations and dynamics where he doesn't have any control and doesn't go in his favour. So you can expect manipulations, pot shots, and waking up in the night to find that he is smothering you with a pillow. All of this wouldn't be to kill you. No, it would just be to make you hand back the reins to him.

Vengeance - What would they do in the face of competition?

Ravis would know that he is a small country with little to his name. Little to offer, and even less means by which he can threaten. All in all if another country or a powerful person takes interest in you, there is little he can do about it. What he can do is gather allies or also use somebody else's interests to his own ends. There are border issues, economic disputes, intelligence problems and so much more that rise and subside in international relationships. He just has to make sure goals align and with a little grease on the wheels, he is good to go.

Perhaps the near neighbour is in desperate need of a colour revolution. Or should it rather be a plain political crisis. With some well placed words and offers, he could end up pointing a benefactor at his enemy like a howitzer. Once the wolves are done tearing at each other's throats, he'll be sifting through the rubble to take his own spoils. If one of those spoils is you, then that is just his luck, isn't it?

In the case we are talking about a regular mortal, then matters are simpler - they go missing. If they end up as pig food or as "goods" on the black market really depends on his mood.

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Skill List Tier List

Ranking in chronological order.

Authority's The List (V1) — October 23rd I believe there may be an entry (or, perhaps, entries plural) to the List prior to this post; unfortunately, the Search function seems to be... non-functional, and so I was unable to find it. Either way, I will include my ranking of the theoretical Original List, and still rank this version as though it were the Original, too. ⠀⠀THEORETICAL ORIGINAL LIST: LOW C ⠀⠀⠀⠀The original original Skill List, and titled correctly. However, no explanation as to what the purpose of this list is is included, and an Unwarranted Empathy is on this List. ⠀⠀LIST V1: MID C ⠀⠀⠀⠀Original, titled, includes Rhetoric, Drama and Pain Threshold (objectively correct), chronological (logical), and removed Empathy. However, no explanation, and includes double-entries that could be condensed down. Also a source of trauma for m ⠀

Authority's The List (V2) — October 28th ⠀⠀HIGH C: Same as above, but added Drama, so even more objectively correct ⠀

Authority's The List (V3) — October 29th ⠀⠀LOW B: Removed one Unexplained Encyclopedia ⠀

Authority's The List (V4.1) — November 3rd ⠀⠀MID B: Negative one Empathy entries, beginning of The List being tagged for easy navigation ⠀

Authority's The List (V4.2) — November 3rd ⠀⠀MID B: Warranted addition of Encyclopedia ⠀

Authority's The List (V4.3) — November 3rd ⠀⠀MID B: Those anonymous askers had it coming. ⠀

Authority's The List (V4.4) — November 3rd ⠀⠀MID B: Added 0.5 Unwarranted Encyclopedias, but the addition of Pain Threshold and Drama balances this out ⠀

Authority's The List (V4.5) — November 3rd ⠀⠀LOW D: Hard to read due to having copied the entire post; however, 0.05 of an Unwarranted Encyclopedia was removed ⠀

Encyclopedia's Personal list™®© (uncapitalised) (V1) — November 3rd ⠀⠀LOW F: Overreaction to something which really did not involve you. Just got turned into Pain Threshold's pinned post. Nobody needed to know about the Whoopee Cushion Incident. Removed a Drama. ⠀

Authority's The List (V5) — November 3rd ⠀⠀HIGH A: Addition of a visual. Transcription provided. No heading and added 0.24 Unexplained Encyclopedias ⠀

Authority's The List (V6) — November 11th ⠀⠀LOW S: Removed 0.27 Encyclopedias. Removed 0.42 Encyclopedias. Added Rhetoric and Drama. Evidence of deliberation. Added one Unwarranted Interfacing. ⠀

Authority's The List (V7) — December 9th ⠀⠀HIGH A: Clarity could use work ⠀

Electrochemistry's Fuckability/Attractiveness List (V1) — December 11th ⠀⠀HIGH B: Colour coordinated, purpose is clear, but rankings are unexplained; why are some Skills placed above other Skills? Please elaborate. ⠀

Electrochemistry's Fuckability/Attractiveness List (V2) — December 12th ⠀⠀MID B: Visual Calculus knocked me out of Top 10 so now you can't leverage anyone with that Why would you do that. HIGH B: I am no longer in the top 10. ⠀

[LIST ENTRIES CAPPED OUT]

Drama — December 14th ⠀⠀DRAMA: What ⠀

Savoir Faire's Unnamed(1) — December 14th ⠀⠀LOW A: Heading, 2x the colour coordination, the dancing was fun, though no explanations for rankings and purpose is unclear (Note: has been mentioned that being ranked higher "isn't necessarily a good thing", and the Turtle and some skills Savoir Faire has been shown to like are near the bottom -- perhaps some kind of hatred list? The fact your own name is partially in purple compared to everyone else's colours being aligned with their skillgroup seems to be significant.) ⠀

Empathy's Kisslist — December 14th ⠀⠀HIGH S: Purpose of list and thorough explanation is there (though some prodding was required), very concise. I love you. ⠀

Encyclopedia's rank — December 14th ⠀⠀LOW A: Titled. Explanations. Colour coordination. ⠀

Encyclopedia's rank 2 — December 14th ⠀⠀MID C: It's not *wrong*, but it's not *right* either. ⠀

Interfacing's My rankings! — December 15th ⠀⠀LOW S: Colour coordinated, header, but some prodding from Authority was required to reveal the purpose. ⠀

Savoir Faire's my list. — December 15th ⠀⠀MID B: Reference for colour coordination required (Savoir Faire in red? Titled in green? Encyclopedia in purple?), purpose unclear ⠀

Savoir Faire's MY LIST — December 15th ⠀⠀HIGH S: Objectively correct. ⠀

Savoir Faire's Unnamed(2) — December 15th ⠀⠀MID S: Could use explanations for why everyone is ranked the way they are. How can I make my dancing a 10? ⠀

Savoir Faire's Unnamed(3) — December 15th ⠀⠀HIGH S: Objectively correct. ⠀

Savoir Faire's Unnamed(4) — December 15th ⠀⠀HIGH S: Objectively correct. ⠀

Shivers' Favoured — December 15th ⠀⠀MID B: No comments. ⠀

Encyclopedia's rank better (obvious) — December 15th ⠀⠀LOW D ⠀

Encyclopedia's rank best (obvious) — December 15th ⠀⠀MID D ⠀

Encyclopedia's Unnamed — December 16th ⠀⠀LOW F ⠀

Half-Light's My list — December 16th ⠀⠀MID D: No reference point, since there is only one skill included in this list

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