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rafecameroninterlude · 11 days

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can you do like a spin off to the fic you did where rafe went to the strip club, and instead of them making up y/n stands on business and leaves 😭? thank you if you do i love your writing smmm

based off of this request

warnings: angst, cheating

a/n: i heard y’all loud and clear, i hope you guys like this version just as much, if not more <3

“fuck, they don’t make them like this on figure eight.” you watched with watery eyes as rafe’s hands roamed the body of a stranger, his friends hollering in the background. seeing rafe receive a lap dance should’ve been enough for you to click out of instagram and call it quits, but you couldn’t help yourself in watching the rest of kelce’s stories. after skimming through the rest of the photos and videos, you didn’t have any tears left in you to cry.

getting up on shaky legs, you took everything you could fit in a suitcase, ignoring the calls from rafe as you went around your shared bedroom, grabbing your things. just as you were taking your last bag downstairs, the front door opened, revealing the last person you wanted to face right now. “what’s all of this?” your head shot up at the voice, your lips swollen from biting on them so hard. “what’s wrong?” he moved close, making you back away.

“please don’t touch me.” your voice came out weak. rafe scoffed, blinking rapidly as you took a seat on the couch, holding your head in your hands. “what’s wrong with you? why do you have all your shit down here?” he kneeled in front of you, the smell of cheap perfume filling your senses. “you should probably remind your friends to hide me from their story ‘next time you want to let someone put their boobs in your face.” you sniffled, avoiding his gaze.

rafe sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before he reached for your arm. “baby, please, i can explain everything.” you smiled, shaking your head. “you don’t have to. i really don’t care anymore, i’m leaving.” he narrowed his eyes at you, stumbling over his next words. “w-what the fuck are you talking about?” he grabbed two of your bags, about to take them upstairs before you stopped him. “this isn’t the first time you’ve been unfaithful, rafe, and if i don’t leave right now, it won’t be the last.” your voice cracked.

he shook his head, jogging upstairs, only to see you had cleared everything that belonged to you. rafe’s heart dropped, it looked like you had never been here to begin with. panic settled in his gut. “you can’t leave, i won’t let you.” he came back down, his eyes filled with guilt. “i already have a car on the way.” rafe shouted, punching the air. “y/n, i’m begging you baby, please let’s just go to bed-” you watched him cry, and for the first time you felt nothing. “we’ll forget all about this in the morning, alright? i’ll take you somewhere nice for breakfast, we could spend the day on the druthers the way that you like.” by the way he was talking, it sounded like he was reassuring himself more than you.

“and sweep it under the rug just like the last few times? no.” you laughed bitterly. “you cheat and time and time again i don’t do anything about it. i’m so tired, rafe. ‘tired of hearing the women at the country club call me ‘dumb and clueless’, i’m tired of everyone giving me pitiful looks everytime we walk inside a room.. i’m tired of not being valued.” you looked down at your hand, removing the promise ring that clearly didn’t mean anything.

“hey, hey, come on,” he pulled you up, “i value you, you know i do. i get you everything you want, goddamit, i take care of you!” you flinched at the volume of his voice. “i could get myself whatever i want rafe. all i’ve ever wanted was for you to be faithful, and you can’t even do that.” he watched as you glanced outside. “my ride is here.” he blinked, everything hitting him all at once. “y/n, stop.” he held you in place, not allowing you to move until you shoved him.

“there’s someone out there who is going to love me, and care about my feelings in all situations, someone who isn’t selfish.” you started rolling your suitcase out of the house, rafe following closely behind. “please don’t leave!” he ran his fingers through his hair. he begged and begged until you had the very last bag. “i hope one day you meet someone like yourself, fall in love with them, and see that no matter what you do, it will never be enough.” he watched you get into the black suv, feeling nothing but despair as the car drove away.

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flowerflowerflo · 2 months

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𓍢ִ໋♡𓂃 ࣪ ִ love languages

happy (belated) valentines!!!! 🩷 i love valentines day. i love love. i love the fact humans are so in love with the idea of loving they made a whole holiday revolving around love!!!! but the love we often lack the most is that of ourselves. and i will not have that !!!

things to do for urself if ur love language is...

୨ physical touch ୧

• hug urself !!!!!!!!

• blow urself kisses !!!!!!!

• hug your favourite thing really tight

• dress up pretty for no apparent reason

• put your hand on your heart and feel it beating bc thats You. Alive. like. Omg

• wrap yourself really tight in a blanket<3

୨ words of affirmation ୧

• tell urself eeeeverything you could ever want to hear from another person

• affirmations !!<3 (self explanatory😭)

• brag to urself about how pretty you are and how talented you are and how amazing you are bc u literally are?!?!

• write yourself, past, present, or future, a letter telling them how proud you are of them and what you wanna achieve and how far youve come and anythig else <3

୨ receiving gifts ୧

• buy urself something!! doesnt have to be big. doesnt have to be expensive. just something that means something to you & that you really love or want

• give something to another person and enjoy the warm feeling you get when you see the look on their face <3

• make yourself something to show your love + appreciation for everything u do for urself; i made a little bracelet with all my favourite things on it and i wear it everyday & i smile everytime i see it😭

୨ quality time ୧

• spend time just breathing and sitting in silence with yourself and appreciating the life and the mind and the body you have

• journal and make an active effort to understand yourself more

• spend time w urself doing whatever you love with no distractions. just focus on solely yourself & your enjoyment <3

୨ acts of service ୧

• take urself out someplace nice!!! dress up and be all pretty & cute just for urself, even if its just going to the park!!!!

• have an everything shower and pamper urself and reward yourself bc u deserve it!!

• do the things you dont like & get them out of the way and spent the rest of the day solely focusing on yourself . <3

i wish u a lovely lovely lovely valentines and i love youuuuu mwah 💕💕💕💕

#how many times can i say “love” in one post challenge go‼️#can u tell my fav love language is physical touch😭😭#valentines day #girlblogging #wonyoungism #it girl #pink pilates princess #self care #self love #self concept #that girl #manifestation #loassumption #loa tumblr #loa blog #dream girl #this is a girlblog

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fandom-animals · 1 month

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I have 2 theories:

1. Stolitz doesn't become official in the next episode. In fact, whatever happens, they end up worse than before; I'm taking full-on break up: no more talking or sleeping together. They're both devastated but trying to be cool about it (save for occasional petty remarks from both of them and Stolas obviously more open and weepy abt his feelings tho). They stay like that for a few episodes then idk at some point they reconcile and start talking again which leads to other stuff and then we're back on the endgame train. But basically Full Moon is gonna be pure angst w/o a happy ending.

2. Stolitz DOES become canon in the next episode, but their problems are not solved and each episode that passes afterwards just shows how many other flaws they have in their relationship. They end up breaking up a few episodes after FM. After the break up, same as theory 1 they spend some time apart, they grow as individuals and shit and eventually they reconcile and blah blah blah Stolitz endgame. The thesis of these theories is that even if we do or don't get Stolitz canon in the next ep, they still are endgame (I believe) but they still have a lot of growth to do before they can have the truly comfortable, loving, and satisfying healthy relationship that the viewers want.

Source: I've seen a lot of TV couples have to work very hard for their happy endings and I can't rly see why Stolitz would be any different especially w a relationship as complicated as theirs. If you were to ask me which route I think is more possible, I'd say theory 1 bc authors LOOOOOVE putting their fans through the ringer, and theory 2 reflects that as well but holds it back a little bit.

ALTERNATE THEORY 3 (imo highly unlikely tho): Stolitz becomes canon and they actually have a sweet and loving relationship!! It's not without its faults tho and sometimes we do get eps or arcs where shit is just MESSY but Stolitz still comes out of it everytime better and stronger. There are no breakups and every1 is happy!! The end.

Edit: Alternate theory 4: My sibling brought this up to me: they said that maybe Full Moon won't mark a major shift in with Stolitz and that it may just be more interaction between the two characters; that while the episode may not be a turning point in their relationship, it may still continue to move things along between the two of them (though for better or for worse remains to be seen.) Sibling may have a point imo and I may just be too overcome with Stolitz fever to have considered this before 😅 What do you guys think?

#stolitz #and trust me if theory 3 DOES HAPPEN i will never be so happy to have been so wrong #i just wanted to share some thoughts while we wait for the next ep :)#stolas x blitz #stolas goetia #blitz buckzo #blitzø #helluva boss #helluva boss theory #helluva boss full moon

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skunkg1rll · 20 days

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i hate myself sm for letting that moment go... i did have a moment when he said that he wanted to take me from my world and have me all to himself. i had a chance to actually be with him for real and have everything i want. but at that time... i was too scared and too hesitant. all of those fears are gone now. i was hesitant to "leave my family" bc it'd be hard to live in another country. but.. for what? for fucking what? they show me everyday that they dont care about me. i shouldve done what is best for me and what i wanted to do. which was to be with a person who cares abt me, who wants to know who i am and what im thinking, who wants to spend time with me and be with me. to be with someone who doesnt make me feel fucking terriblr all the time. someone who does not only not care abt my mental health but who id careful not to make it worse. idk. spending everyday w him would make me happy nd make me enjoy life. but being here makes me miserable. i stayed out of obligation. but everytime we have a fight nd my family reveals more thoughts, the more i realize none of them want me here. even my mom is sick of me being 25 nd being a loser nd living here. anyway whatever i just hate myself for being too scared to say yes when i wanted to, bc now it's like... he doesnt want that anymore nd there isnt anything i can do abt it. if he just said the word i'd go be w him next weekbc rlly being with him is the only thing i want. only thing i dream abt. only place i wanna be. i'll never forgive myself for fucking that up

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ozpins-halfway-house · 2 years

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Ozpin's Case Files

Staff Meeting

Attendance: Ezra Ozpin (Executive Director), Qrow Branwen (Volunteer)

Date: July 22, 2013

Purpose: Staff discussed a plan to make some changes to the living arrangement.

The more Oz thought about it, the more it made sense.

He sat across from his partner, his head resting in his hand as his mind started to drift. The murmurs and chatter of the diner carried on around him as he watched Qrow carefully scan the menu.

Last night’s discussion hadn’t gone exactly as planned. Oz’s worst fear was that Qrow would get so upset he would decide to retreat to his private den. That was when Oz knew he really fucked up. Everytime Qrow left in a huff, Oz worried that he would get that 2am phone call all over again. He would never have to worry about that if only-

“What are you thinking about, over there?” Qrow teased.

“What? Oh, nothing, I was just… imagining something.”

“What kind of something?” Qrow leaned in and whispered, “Something we shouldn’t bring up in public I hope.”

Oz smiled and shook his head, “Sorry to disappoint, love, but it was a little more serious than that.” Oz wrapped his hands around his mug and sighed, “I was more or less trying to imagine what it would be like… if you moved in with us… permanently…”

“Were you now?” Qrow leaned back in his seat, arms crossed. His tone was more amused than angry. “And this wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with the fact that I just so happen to know someone who needs a place, would it?”

“W-well, it certainly gave me something to think about. After all, I know I’m the only reason you still have the apartment in the first place.”

“Okay, sure. So what made you change your mind?”

Oz straightened his spine and sighed. “I changed my mind because I realized I was being a coward.”

The smug look on Qrow’s face melted.

Oz continued, “I’ve only ever reached this huge milestone with one other person. And we both know how that turned out.”

Qrow flashed a sympathetic smile.

“I was selfish and refused to accept the inevitable.”

“The- I’m sorry- the inevitable?” Qrow coughed. “Wait, you- do you mean that?”

Oz nodded, clear and confident, “I do now, yes. It is the next logical step, isn’t it?”

“I guess, but- What about all the shit you said before? About how you were worried about the kids and having enough space and privacy and whatever.”

“Well, I still think those problems are real and ‘inevitable’ as well. But we can solve them when they arise. We always have.” Oz glanced over his mug as he took a sip of hot cocoa.

Qrow’s eyes fixed on the ground, like he was in shock. For once, Oz couldn’t read his reaction. Was this shock positive or negative? Was he going to reject the offer because of their current circumstances? Oz wouldn’t blame him. Give Oz a taste of his own medicine, all those times he turned down Qrow’s idea to do this exact same thing. He’d deserve it.

But now more than ever, Oz was sure. He was safe and comfortable when he woke up next to Qrow. He was able to relax when Qrow quietly kept him company while he worked. He was grateful whenever Qrow would spend time with the kids. Now more than ever, Oz was sure that he always wanted Qrow by his side.

“Can I ask you something?” Qrow’s voice was weak and shaky. “Would this offer to move in remain if I told you I would give up the apartment? Let the lease expire, leave it for someone else. This little plan to help my sister falls apart. Would you change your mind?”

“Absolutely not,” Oz said immediately. “This is not a bargaining chip, Qrow. This is me trying to do something I should have done a long time ago. The rest is just semantics.”

Qrow nodded slowly, as if the answer only gave him more to think about.

“So is that what you’d want to do, then?” Oz wondered. “Surrender the apartment and move into the house?”

“No,” Qrow laughed without humor, “I think that would make me a bigger asshole than Rae.”

“Does that mean you’re going to help her…?”

“Against my better judgment, yeah.”

“And… What made you change your mind?”

“I’m not even sure,” Qrow sighed. “Guess I just had a lot to think about after last night…”Oz took Qrow’s hand in both of his and squeezed tight. “I’m so proud of you, love. Whatever you need, I’m here.”

“I know, Oz.” Qrow smiled. “I know.”

#rwby #alternate universe #cloqwork #ozqrow #ozpin #qrow branwen #oz's case files #oz's halfway house au #did i do this write?#staff meeting

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fcliiixxmxriiic · 2 months

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I admit I don’t really have the right to feel as upset about this as I am. But still

It’s one of my coworkers last day at our location so my manager used her corp card to get us lunch and the shit. Just sucks man. Like. The smallest assortment of deli sandwiches from Jimmy John’s but still, if you were gonna go that route you might as well have just gotten it from smiths. Like there’s are meatier etc. Idk man

I’m raising a stink about this because there is an inside joke happening and I’ll explain

I used to work at a location with an infamous manager that I hadn’t realized was bad til I worked at my current location. This lady would get us lunch with her corp card sometimes for whatever reasons, but she would mostly buy hot dogs buns condiments etc and we’d grill them ourselves. At the time it was w/e to me but when I started here I told my manager at the time and he was like “wow that bitch is so frugal with the corp card that she would only get you HOTDOGS? what was she spending that money on then” and everytime we talk about getting group lunch here I always suggest hotdogs as a joke. My manager now even said she’d bring her crockpot in to boil them shits.

Like. They know me now that I enjoy later lunches. But when it’s group lunch day it’s best to have lunch earlier in the day. But I’m the second to last to lunch and there are like. Two of the smallest most mystery meat deli sandwiches left out of a small ass box and like two big bags of chips. Plus we had a full staffing today. What the fuck man. When the old manager bought food for us we would often have enough leftover for D A Y S. And it was always good microwave safe foods like pizza or fucking canes. Like maybe it’s different now bc he ate so much food personally so he’d order extra and my current manager doesn’t do that?? Idk.

I think I have a grounds to complain. At least jokingly say like…. Man hot dogs would have been better than that. But I’ve already gotten her shit eye for comparing her to my old manager (which to be perfectly fucking honest, yes, she said something that was word for word what my old manager would say, so sorry I said that what you said sounded like something Shat Daily would say)

But I don’t want her to think I’m ungrateful. I mean, yeah I’m not happy about those sandwiches so I guess I am ungrateful for a free meal. But what the fuck man.

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peachykath · 10 months

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i'm so in love with him, he doesn't even have any idea how much i do.

i did have feelings for guys way before him, and yes, i did fell for them hard too and gave everything i had. but for him, it's too different.

it doesn't feel like how i used to be so attached to someone. how i would always be 24/7 worried if they're getting tired, always thinking if i'm doing something wrong and if i'm still doing what they want, etc. it was obsessive attachment and it was ultimately draining yet it got me too addicted with wanting and keeping the attention i'm getting from men that never cared about me as much.

back then, whenever i get involved with a guy, i knew in an instant that it would be that kind attachment and yet, i chose to stay because i always keep the hope that maybe it's just in my brain or an assumption i'm so used to experiencing. but, it will always lead to me getting extremely hurt in the end because i expected too much and held on like an idiot.

all i really wanted was to feel loved. but i never felt it, i never knew what it felt like.

but for him, it's different. the very time i talked to him properly and learned more about him personally, it felt really unfamiliar. it's like in that second i felt like i was safe - like i know whatever i say, it will be okay. of course the stuff i said weren't overly weird (like we were already close), i still tried to protect myself somewhat because of all the hurt i've been through, until i just couldn't hold it in any further. i just talked and talked and talked. i said whatever i wanted and he did the same thing. we slowly opened up. i already liked him so much, i just couldn't really admit it. i became so anxious and cautious after everything, so i had to reject him at first. until i gave it a thought for a whole night if my decision was right and it felt wrong. really wrong. i was crying because i did that. and that next day, i'm glad he didn't really give up on communicating with me because it helped me a lot more to know if it's right to commit to him or not. but it was the very first time i experienced what it's like to mean so much to someone. he talked to me with care, he said all the right things, he made me laugh and we share many things than i ever thought. i thought before he wasn't so approachable, and it was only business he is after. but now, after talking to him that much, i never knew a home like this would exist. and i want to fully let myself indulge in it and stay forever. but i took my time because i know i wasn't really fully ready yet. now, it's been more than 5 months since we were together. i guess this is what love is. i never felt such warmth in my heart and i do want to treasure it forever. this is a different kind of attachment. it even feels wrong to call it "attachment" since it seems superficial and more associated with all i've been through from other people. but just being with him feels different. i feel happy, i feel comfortable, i don't feel worried or anxious (maybe at times but it's mostly just me fighting my brain towards healing), i don't cry everytime before i sleep anymore. i just don't feel anything negative anymore. i want to keep him in my life and i do hope he would let me stay too. but i know he will, he always reassured me that we will always be together no matter what happens. i love him. i love him so much. i want to say that as many times as i can on some mountain just so that the world can know that he's my everything. he has my entire heart and i know he'll always take care of it. i love you more than my entire being can pour out. i'll always try my best to take care of you too. let's have more memories and spend time more when we meet very soon. i'm looking forward to growing and building a life with you, what we both want and want to share with everyone else that is important to us. i do hope we live long too. i hope time will be slow so we can cherish every second we have together and even in the afterlife. right now, we may be busy and there could be problems but they're temporary as you always say. and that you will never abandon me no matter how difficult it is. after all of it, i'll always run back to you. i wait for the day when we can be together and continue to know you more and more face to face. until then, i love you. i love you. and thank you for everything. thank you for entering my life.

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angsty-omi · 3 years

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you get jealous of their manager

suna rintarou; sakusa kiyoomi

angst to fluff, hurt/comfort.

suna rintarou

when rin told you about the new manager, you didn’t expect her to be blonde, curvy, and absolutely gorgeous. honestly, just looking at her made you insecure. the way all the boys gawked at her everytime she walked by. you didn’t care about the boys though, you only cared about a boy, your boyfriend rin. she’s with him longer than he’s with you. practices take up most of his day, so you only saw him once he got to your shared apartment where he was too tired to do anything that exterted energy. to be fair, you were fine just staying in, but imagining him with her during practices made you uncomfortable.

it was even worse when he’d go out to dinner with the team and her. you couldn’t remember the last time he’d even ask you on a date. you hated the way he stopped trying once you started dating. starting to reach the AMs when you called him.

“y/n?” his slurred tone showed that he was drunk.

“suna? where are you? it’s almost 12 am.” you scolded. how could you not? he’s drunk and with a girl that you were very envious of.

“first of all, can you chill? i literally told you that i’d be out with the boys, i don’t understand why you’re getting so upset,”

“upset? you’re literally out with a girl who’s very attarctive” you frustrated.

“oh i see what this is now, you’re jealous and you don’t trust me.”

“it’s not a matter of trust, it’s just i fe-feel uncomfortable and i oh i don’t know wanted to talk about it?” you started to raise your voice. the attempt to set a boundary has failed, and rather was replaced with you being the enemy.

“she’s my friend y/n, get over it because you’ll be seeing a lot more of her,” rin hissed.

“i’m not telling you who you can be friends with or not, but you have to understand where i’m coming from” you murmured.

“just leave me alone, i can be friends with whoever i want, and the last thing i’m going to do is let a bitch dictate that.” suna argued loudly.

it was followed up by silence, with a girl voice cutting in, “rin-rin let’s do this song together!” in a high pitch squeal caught the mic.

“oh so you’re rin rin now huh? i can’t be surprised considering how much time you spend with her!”

“well maybe i like hanging out with her. did you ever think of that y/n? it’s nice to have someone who wouldn’t nag or bitch about me, she doesn’t pry for me to open up,” he attempted to justify his actions.

“okay fine then, if she’s soooo perfect than just date her” words just started spilling out of your brain, and it was too late to take it back.

“maybe i will!” he roared. after he sunk in what he was saying, he followed up with “w-wait i didn’t mea-” trying to save his relationship.

“do whatever you want suna, whether you’re with her or not it’s not my problem anymore, i’m done.” you ended the call, tears freely flowing down your face.

you couldn’t sleep that night. pathetically, you’d hope that suna would at least give you a call back, or any sign that he still cared for you. but he didn’t, and you assumed that was your answer. you would reevaluate the relationship after a good nights sleep on the couch. you couldn’t sleep on the bed due to suna’s lingering scent.

when 4am rolled around, the door opened as quietly as possible. suna assumed that you were asleep in bed, and was prepared to join you. when he walked in the bedroom and saw the bed still made, he panicked. did you really leave? were you actually done with the relationship? he checked everywhere, the bathroom, kitchen, the basement, and not the most obvious place ever. he dialed your phone, and heard loud ringing from the living room. he slapped his forehead in stupidity and made his way over to you. his heart broke at the sight. the way you tried to fit your body with the throw blanket, unaware that you were shivering at the cold. your face was also pale, with dried tears on them. you looked so broken and so drained. immediately, suna carried you off the couch bridal style, and tucked you into the soft king sized bed. he then, moved onto his side and slid under the sheets. it’s only when he grabs your waist is when he feels safe enough to sleep.

five hours later, you awake with dried tears still in your eyes. you wiped them with your arm, and felt weight around your waist. once your eyes were cleared, it was suna. you let yourself comfort in his warmth for just a bit more, knowing that there’s a huge argument to come.

“suna we can’t just not talk about this,” you whispered into his ear, knowing he was awake. he hid in the crook of your neck, “i’m sorry. i’m so so sorry, please take me back.”

“i can’t just accept your apology blindly, we have to set boundaries or else we’ll never move forward.” you sighed while tracing circles on his bare chest.

“i’ll never even look at her again,” his face deadpanned. your laugh vibrated against his chest, “that’s not needed, it’s not really her fault anyways. how about, we spend more time on dates and devote days for each other?”

“anything, princess.”

sakusa kiyoomi

sakusa hated physical touch, the spread of germs with a single handshake grossed him out. that’s why he built a cold exterior to prevent many from getting close. however, when he met you, you happened to be the exception and you took pride in the fact that he was only comfortable with you. he’ll never admit it to you though, and claims he only ‘endures’ your hugs. although, you knew your limit, you would never show affection in front of people. if there’s one thing sakusa hates, it’s PDA.

so you couldn’t really blame the new cute manager for flirting with him, because it seemed like he was single. listen, you trusted sakusa with your whole heart, but you just wanted to see how he would react with a girl flirting with him.

you hid behind the door, eavesdropping behind the door.

“sakusa-senpai, can you please help me up?” the cute manger whined.

“can you not get up yourself?” sakusa groaned.

“no i think i twisted something,” as a girl, you knew exactly what she was doing and her execution was poor. you rolled your eyes, assuming sakusa too would know what she was doing.

but he didn’t.

“thank you, sakusa-senpai!” she squealed, and then what you can assume, she hugged him. because then it caught him by suprise, and they both fell together, with her on top of him. you didn’t hear him scolding her, rather he was laughing. he was happy with her presence when he wouldn’t even physically show it with you. you decided to just walk in and stop this.

amidst of their laughter, both heads looked up at you. “sakusa, don’t you have to get home soon?” with an eyebrow raised.

“uh actually sakusa-senpai it’s getting dark, mind if you could walk me home?” she babbled.

“fine, y/n you can walk yourself right?” he said casually, while packing up his things.

“y-yeah i guess” you stammered.

on your walk home, you were reevaluating what just happened. no longer did you feel special anymore. your brain started to overthink itself, why did they look better as a couple? and why was he so relaxed around her? was i just not the right person? has he found his true love? all these scenarios made you start to tear up. you were in love with the germaphobic man, for god sakes.

when you got the shared apartment, you immediately took a shower, knowing that sakusa was going to nag you anyways when you got home.

then, you started on dinner and chopping up some vegetables when you heard the door open. he nodded at you, acknowledging your presence and was waiting for the hug you gave him everytime he came home. but you didn’t, and he awkwardly just stood there for good minute or two. to your suprise, he was the first one to make the move. he wrapped his arms behind you and resting his head on your neck. immediately, you shrugged him off.

he furrowed his eyebrows, “is there something wrong?”

“i don’t know, is there something wrong?” you repeated his question.

“i wouldn’t know, that’s why i asked.” he bellowed.

you put the knife down and faced him, “you know i love the double standard of how i have to shower before i get to touch you, but that whore gets to touch you whenever,” you ranted.

“our new manager? you can’t be serious. we fell, it was an accident.”

“maybe you thought it was, but i know what she was doing because i, too am a girl. if you guys just ‘fell’ why did it take so long for you to get back up? why’d you let her touch you for so long?” you questioned.

“i wasn’t thinking about it, not everything i do in life is rotated around germs-”

“except when it’s with me” your voice cracked. “right? it’s when it’s with me, that must be it. that’s why you never show any affection, but it’s okay for you because you’ve gotten tons from me and her!” you raved.

he tried to wrap his around you, but you moved out the way.

“don’t touch me with that whore’s filth,” you muttered, turning off the burner and stomped to your shared bedroom, slamming the door. your insecurities were roaring on the inside. sakusa chose to sleep on the couch, thinking you needed space. but, that was the least thing you wanted. you wanted him to beg, or to at least apologize.

over the following days, you didn’t wait for him outside of practice. in fact, the only time he saw you was in the morning before classes and at night when you left leftovers for him in the kitchen. after the argument, he pushed everyone away, especially with the new manager. he only wanted one person’s touch, yours. and to achieve that, he had to put in some effort. that night when he got home, he went straight to the shower. you assumed it was just a normal silent treatment day, so you went to bed scrolling.

you felt the weight on the other side of the bed. knowing who it was, you continued to aimlessly scroll on tiktok. sakusa abruptly grabbed your waist and coddled you, drowning you in pecks all around your face.

“mh.. sakus.. sa.. mh..” continuously getting cut off with his cute pecks on your lips. you decided to let go of the whole manager situation, and let yourself to just be happy. you wrapped your arms around his neck and put him even closer to you. he then pulled away and you dramatically groaned.

putting his face close to yours, “i love you y/n l/n.” before continuing.

a/n: if you like this series please request some characters you’d like to see!

#haikyuu angst #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fluff #sakusa angst #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #suna x reader #suna imagines #suna x y/n #suna angst

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ykwrites · 3 years

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hihi! could i please request mitsuya, draken, or chifuyu with a reader who is insecure because she's plus size? you can choose which guy because i can't pick between them lol. thank you

Hi! Ofc you can hehe

Since you gave me a few options, I chose precious boi Mitsuya, hope you like it :)

I´m sorry it´s a lil short, inspiration is running low today

Pairing: Mitsuya x fem reader

Warnings: A lil angst. Reader is insecure abt her looks.

Rating: SFW

Requests: OPEN

NOTE: I decided to age up the characters, Mitsuya is about 24.

You were getting ready to meet your boyfriend in a few minutes, he probably was almost there, and you worried more each moment knowing that you would probably be late again.

The situation was frustrating, everytime you went on a date you had to spend a ridiculous ammount of time choosing what to wear because nothing seemed to fit properly.

It was weird in a way, because you´ve managed to go through life accepting yourself enough until you met Mitsuya. He looked perfect all the time, every detail about him was perfect.

Him making clothes didn´t help either since that meant he worked with models all the time, making you feel out of place.

You recognized the sound of his motorbike right outside your door and shook your head, forcing yourself to take your things and head out.

''Oh, hello there''he greeted, taking his helmet off so he could kiss you''You look amazing''

Not believing his words, you just smiled and got on the bike behind him, putting on the helmet he bought you a few weeks into the relationship.

''We have to stop by the shop, I forgot something there''

''Okay''you hugged his back for support and Mitsuya started driving.

Going to the shop...ugh, obviously you would never tell him it made you uncomfortable, it hurt a little bit knowing that´s where he worked with all those models. Not because you thought he would cheat, but because you could never be like one of them.

When you arrived, there was surprisingly people inside, so weird considering Mitsuya was de owner and he usually closed up on sundays.

''What are ya´ll doing here?''he asked, looking at the few girls standing in front of the canging room.

He didn´t sound alarmed, so you assumed they were people he knew.

Before any of the girls responded, a tall figure oppened the courtain, fixing his clothes and waving at us happily.

Hakkai.

''I´m sorry man, you forgot to give us all the fits for the photoshoot''Hakkai explained''I knew you were going on a date so I decided to come get them myself''

''Okay then''your boyfriend laughed, understanding what happened''Let me look at them real quick so I see everything is okay before ya´ll leave''

Everyone nodded and stood in line, waiting for Mitsuya to check the outfits.

Everyone but Hakkai, he walked over to you smiling. It was funny to see, because your boyfriend told you how he couldn´t speak a single word to a girl without blushing and stuttering, but he talked easily with you.

''I´m sorry I tried to keep him away from work so you could be alone with him and look how bad I did it''he laughed.

''Don´t worry, he´s almost done''you reassured your friend.

''Next time the three of us should make plans''

''Sure! I miss having you around sometimes''

''Okay, I´m done, ya´ll can leave''Mitsuya called out, opening the door and pointing outside.

''Thank you!, see you later Y/n!''

Hakkai left with all the other models and you stood awkwardly so Mitsuya could get whatever he left there and you could leave too.

He however, locked the door with the two of you still inside and signed for you to follow him back to the storage room.

''Okay, I want to show you something''he searched trough boxes with a big smile on his face, until he found a white rectangle one and took it out''don´t judge me, it´s not finished yet and I have to work on it more''

''Just show me!''you impatiently laughed.

''I know you like red, so I made his''

He took out a dress, it had thin straps, was short and asymetric. The whole thing wasn´t just plain red, it had details all around it that made it look ellegant, sophisticated, beautiful.

''Mitsuya, it´s really pretty''you complimented''I bet whoever wears it will be very happy''

''I want you to have it''

His words instantly wiped the smile off your face, it was an amazing dress, but there was no way it would fit properly.

''What´s wrong? you don´t like it, I can change things''he instantly dropped the box back on its place, looking extremely sad.

''No really, It´s so beautiful, but I don´t think it will fit''

Mitsuya froze in place, his face crossed with disbelief as he furrowed his eyebrows, breathing deep before talking.

''First of all, I have your measurements, it does fit''he started, getting close to put his hands on your hips''Second of all, if it didn´t, I can just alter it and there´s nothing wrong with that''

''But you don´t have that problem with your model clients...''

''I do! All the time''he kissed your forehead lovingly''Everyone´s body is different, clothes have to be made to fit you, not the opposite''

''I don´t know''

''It makes me sad to see you thinking that you don´t love yourself as much as I love you, and you are extremely dumb if you don´t see how beautiful you are''

''The dress is lovely, I´ve just been feeling insecure''

''You can try it on another time, okay? no pressure''

''Okay''you let out a faint smile.

''Seriously, woman, I wish you could see through my eyes because you are so beautiful I forget where I am sometimes''

Now he really made you laugh, Mitsuya being sweet and loving as always.

''Stop exaggerating!''you hit his chest playfully.

''I´m not, I love every inch of you''he held your face and kissed you deeply''and I´ll keep kissing you until you get it inside your head''

It was easier said than done, but maybe if he saw the beauty in you, you could start doing the same little by little.

#mitsuya angst #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya x y/n #mitsuya scenario #mitsuya imagine #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smau #tokyo revengers x reader #hakkai shiba #fem!reader

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dreamkidddream · 3 years

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hey congratulations!!🎉

if possible, can you write quote #19 w/ atsushi?

Whew so this was a popular request and I’m honestly excited for it! This was so fun to write too. Atsushi ain’t slick either 👀 Atsushi when he’s doubting himself 📉📉 Atsushi when he’s confident, believes in himself AND goes feral📈📈 📈 also sorry for the wait, school has me 1000000x stressed, but my birthday is coming up so expect me to post more as a birthday gift to myself 🥰 reader is gender neutral!

TW: a little spicy but nothing extremely graphic is mentioned, minor language

Prompt: “I saw that. You just checked me out.” with Atsushi!

Atsushi couldn’t help it. No matter what, his eyes were always drawn to you. You’re just...really pretty! Beyond pretty! You’re just so alluring, that no matter how much he tried to snap out of the daze that you unknowingly put him in, he would just be focused on you all over again. Didn’t matter where either: in the office filling out reports, hanging out in the cafe, on missions (Akutagawa would be fuming and a little confused, but Atsushi didn’t care).

While he is naive at times, that didn’t mean that he’s stupid. He knows that he’s in too deep and it’s too late to try and deny what he’s feeling for you, but he’s scared. He fears that he isn’t good enough for you, that he never will be good enough for you. You deserve more than what he can ever give you, so why waste your time on someone like him? You deserve better than that, better than him...

But those thoughts were pushed away whenever you’re around him. Everytime you flashed him that sweet smile of yours, his heart would beat even faster than before (and you made his heart pretty fast already), and he couldn’t bare the notion of you not being in his life. He couldn’t imagine it, and he didn’t even try to.

Which lead to now: you both walking on the Yokohama boardwalk, him holding onto your prized tiger plushie (that took so long for him to win and SO MUCH MONEY) and varying treats from different street vendors, and you chattering excited about...something. What was it that you were talking about again? Damn it, it happened again!

It was so easy for Atsushi to get lost when it came to you. Just seeing the ways your eyes sparkled underneath the lights and the night sky was enough for him to lose his breath, not to mention how stunning you’re already are. He was more than flabbergasted when you accepted his invite to the boardwalk, stumbling out a thank you with a heavy blush across as you rambled on about how you can’t wait until then.

And you look so good. Not that you already didn’t! You actually got a little dressed up tonight, nothing too over the top but nothing like a regular hangout either. The outfit that you chose really displayed your figure, and he couldn’t help but let his gaze fall to-

“Hey! Are you listening?”

SHIT.

“HUH?! Oh! Of-of course!”, he stuttered out, nodding his head. Please believe me, please believe me, please-

“So you agree that I should go on a date with Dazai or Ranpo? Or even Akutagawa?”

“Ye-WAIT NO!”

“I’m just kidding, Sushi,” you playfully bumped his shoulder. “You zoned out on me. If I’m boring you-”

“No! It’s not that!”, he rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, shameful. “It’s just...I’m really having a lot of fun with you tonight. I’m still a little shocked that you actually agreed to come out with me.”

“Why would I tell you no? I love spending time with you! Plus, this gives us a chance to hang out without any interference. Just us two.”

“Y-yeah! Just us! I’m really happy that you’re having fun.”

“Just make sure I’m not boring you to death okay? Plus, I have to tell you something important...”

His ears perked up and his heart started to race. Was this the moment? Could it be? He wanted to pinch himself to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. You looked so bashful, twiddling your fingers together nervously.

Were you about to confess to him?

A smile broke out on your face as you gazed at him.

“You’ve been checking me out this whole time, haven’t you?”

He choked.

Atsushi could faint right now. Not out of pure bliss, but of embarrassment. You knew what he was doing?! He wishes that the ground would open up and swallow him while, he even wishes that Akutagawa just comes out of nowhere to fight just so he wouldn’t have to face you.

“W-wait?”, and his voice cracked. Even more embarrassment.

“You’ve been checking me out, tiger boy! My my Atsushi, who knew that you could be so devious?”

He almost dropped your plush tiger trying to wave his arms to defend himself. He wasn’t checking you out! He was admiring you! Very big difference in his opinion.

Oh who was he kidding? Either way, you didn’t need to know that!

“No I wasn’t! It’s- you see- I wasn’t checking you out! You h-had something on your face! Yeah!”

“Oh please Atsushi. I saw that. You just checked me out. As a matter of fact, I know you’ve been checking me out for quite some time.”

Oh he could just shrivel up and disappear into nothing at this point. He felt so ashamed, disgusting. Oh God, what if you thought that he’s a pervert now? He began to open his mouth, the start of a first apology of many to follow on the tip of his tongue, when you cut him off.

“Honestly, I was wondering when you were gonna make a move. Thought I was gonna have to, but I wanted to give you enough time and maybe see you sweat a little.”

“...huh?”

You broke poor Atsushi.

So you didn’t think that he’s a disgusting pervert? You didn’t hate him? And you knew that he’s been doing this? And you knew of his feelings for you? And you reciprocated said feelings?!

Atsushi was overjoyed at this revelation. Then, he came to the realization that you knew this whole time of his feelings for you, didn’t say anything because you were amused with how stressed he got, and then proceeded to still mess with him after.

He’s irritated to say the least.

You let out a string of laughter, “Atsushi, you should see your face right now!” You started to clutch your stomach, tears pricking at your eyes with how hard you’re laughing. “Seriously! You didn’t think I wouldn’t notice you always staring at me? I’m not that oblivious you know.”

As much as you loved teasing him, you really did mean what you said. He’s been gazing at you with his longing look in his eyes for so long, that you believed it was only a matter of time before he approached you. However, you were starting to get just a tad bit impatient. You knew how much of a crush he has on you just as you have a crush on him, and you were trying to have him make the first move, but if he continued to just give you puppy eyes when he thought you wouldn’t notice, you were going to drag him by his tie and force him to confess.

“But don’t feel too bad. If I was super nervous to confess to my crush, I’ll probably just stare and hope they understand my feelings that way. So, now that that’s out of the way, do you want to confess first or should I-”

“You don’t even know what you do to me, do you?”

Atsushi’s had his head lowered, and when he snapped his head up, he was glaring at you.

Oh no, he’s mad at you. You didn’t mean to make upset! It was- wait a second. What you do to him? He continued on, gripping your shoulders so that you couldn’t look away, your focus would be on him and only him, just like his is always on you and only you.

“It’s not my fault what you do to me! It’s yours!”

“Wait, AtsuSHI-”

“It’s not my fault that you’re really pretty and nice and-”

Now he was shaking you while he rants and whines about all the things that “weren’t his fault”. You began to giggle again, “Okay okay Atsushi! I get it.” Clasping his hands, you slowly ceased his shaking, with him giving you that same puppy eyed look that you’re used to.

Damn it, he didn’t understand what he does to you.

“I’m sorry, Atsushi. It’s just so fun to see you get riled up sometimes”, you already moved his hands to in front of you, gently rubbing circles on them. “I...I really do like you, Atsushi. More than like, really. This wasn’t how I was planning this to go, but whatever. And you don’t have to worry about me not returning your feelings dummy! It’s pretty obvious, wouldn’t you say?”

You could see his expression soften the more you spoke, processing your words and letting them sink in. He saw no playful glints in your eyes this time. You genuinely meant what you said, you like him, more than a friend.

He felt tears gathering in his eyes, but you wiped at them before they could fall. Caressing his face, prizes and treats long forgotten, you leaned in to kiss him softly. He went still, then melted into it, bringing you close to him as much as he can by your waist. When you pulled back, he had such a dopey grin on his face, eyes full of warmth.

Nothing could compare to this feeling, the feeling of being loved, being truly cared for.

He truly did feel blessed.

“The night’s still young, Atsushi,” you leaned in to give him another peck, which he happily accepted. “And I don’t want to waste anymore time than we already have.”

“Y-y-yeah, me either”, he touched your forehead against yours. You look so angelic underneath the stars, he couldn’t look away if he tried. “Let’s make up for lost time.”

“Of course. And I know the perfect way to start.”

Bonus:

“Good morning, Atsushi!”

Dazai rolled his chair to his desk, already putting off his work for the day. “So tell me: how was your date last night?”

“Oh-it was great! We just went to the boardwalk. (Y/N) was happy, and we both confessed, so everything went okay.”

“That’s it?”, he sighed. “How boring. You guys didn’t do anything else?”

“Hm? No? Was I suppose to do something else?”, he blinked at Dazai. Did you miss a step or something? Everything went better than expected last night, so he did everything right...right?

“Tell me, Atsushi. Did you two run into any trouble last night?”

“No. Why?”

“Well how did you get that bruise on your neck?”

Bruise? What was he-

Oh no.

Dazai leaned back in his chair, arms folded behind his head. “And judging by the way (Y/N) is being way more cheerful than they usually are, something tells me that that isn’t a bruise-”

“DAZAI! Get back to work!”

Kunikida couldn’t have come at a perfect time. Dazai groaned out a “fine” and rolled back to his desk, letting Atsushi breath out a sigh of relief. You guys had a lot more fun than he let on, and he would be beyond mortified if the whole office found out-

“Goodness Kunikida, I was just letting Atsushi know that his hickey was showing! (Y/N) really knows how to leave a mark, don’t they Atsushi?”

Please someone, end him now-

“And the way that (Y/N) is covering their neck tells me that you do too. My mentee is growing up so fast, I’m so proud!”

“DAZAI!”

“ATSUSHI!”

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs reader insert #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd atsushi x reader #bsd atsushi #atsushi nakajima x reader #atsushi x reader #dream’s 100 + 200 followers prompt special 💙

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whorecruxriddles · 4 years

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first of all your username is A+ pls can I get a story where Tom uses the reader for sex and she lets him because she’s in love with him but after he refuses to date her seriously she ends things with him only for him to realise he’s been in love with her all along and wins her back

thank youuuu, i’m pretty proud of it!

also i loved this request so much, ahhhhhh

It had started out with an innocent kiss when you were fourteen. Your first kiss actually, though it hadn’t been Tom’s. He still made it feel special, told you it had been special.

Now, at sixteen, that stupid kiss had evolved into this; grinding against the wall of Tom’s prefect dormitory, his tongue practically down your throat as his fingers gripped bruises into your skin for what felt like the tenth time this week.

It was exciting, you liked it but something about your rendezvous always felt...hallow. Sure, Tom was always courteous, made sure that you felt safe, taken care of. If you were in his room, he’d even let you use his shower. But you worried that there was never any emotion other than the boy’s unrelenting anger behind it.

Your entire relationship with Tom was built around sneaking around, fucking where nobody would see him with you. He never held your hand or had a proper discussion with you in front of his friends. Everytime he enticed you with the notion of a real date, it ended with you blowing him in the bathroom at the Three Broomsticks or having sex on top of the homework he’d promised to help you with.

He was using you. But you knew that. You just didn’t want to believe it. Not when every beck and call made your heart flutter so.

Tom moved from your lips to your neck, immediately going for the spot just under your ear, knowing how much you liked it. You shivered, sighing a little and when he got the reaction he wanted, he moved on. You became hyper aware of his hand moving up your body, making to feel you up. Something in your stomach suddenly felt knotted and you pushed on his chest.

“Tom, stop.” You whispered, not loud enough for him to hear at first. His hand kept trailing and you caught his wrist, “Tom, stop it.”

This time he pulled away, a look of confusion and annoyance on his face. He studied you for a split second, trying to read what was wrong.

“Are you...W-what exactly are we?”

“What are we doing?” Tom repeated, narrowing his eyes at you. He chuckled coolly, “I thought it was rather obvious?”

You shifted under his gaze, suddenly embarrassed that you had asked such a thing. No, that was just Tom trying to put that in your head. You had all the right to ask, “I was just wondering since we’ve been doing, you know, this for a while now and I-I...”

Realization hit the Slytherin, leaving a cruel smirk in it’s wake.

“Do you have feelings for me, (y/n)?”

Oh Merlin, your cheeks felt as though they were on fire and you were resisting the urge to cry. When you didn’t answer, Tom leaned down, his lips nearly touching your ear, “Love is a weakness, my silly girl. People die for love. I have no intention of dying.”

Rolling your eyes, you squirmed out of his grip, shoving him away. Grabbing your school bag and house tie off his desk, you headed for the door but now before turning on your heels to glare at him.

“Then I don’t want to be your little doll anymore, Tom. Just leave me alone.”

And with that, you left, slamming the door behind you. You strutted past two of Riddle’s goons, Avery and Lestrange, who no doubt had been trying to listen in on your make out session with Tom. Both of their mouths were open, as if they hadn’t been expecting you to leave the one and only Tom Riddle high and dry, but you simply turned your nose up at them.

You didn’t even let anyone see you cry until you were back in your own room.

Three weeks had past since you broke things off with Tom. You were trying your best to avoid him at all costs, but that was difficult when it seemed that everyone was always pointing him out to you. Of course, for Tom, who specialized in coldness and cruelty, ignoring you had come easier than Charms class.

You just wanted some fresh air. You didn’t want to be around other people, not even your friends, lovely as they were. They kept trying to fix everything for you, handling you like you were fragile. Well, you weren’t. It was impossible to be Tom Riddle’s fuckbunny for three years and be easily breakable.

Eventually, you’d managed to find a spot to be alone. A nice patch of leaves underneath a tree that looked out across the Black Lake. It was cozy, peaceful even, albeit not the most comfortable. But it was quiet and lonely, just what you needed.

An unexpected crunching of leaves nearly made you drop the textbook you’d been pouring over. You looked over, expecting to come face to face with a curious animal but instead found Tom sitting beside you, blankly starring at the dark water of the lake. Sighing, you set your book down and leaned back against the tree, following his gaze.

After several long minutes of silence, Tom reached over and, for the first time ever, slipped his hand into your’s. You tensed as his fingers looped through your own, resting over your knuckles. Despite the shock, you didn’t feel the need to pull away but rather the urge to resist leaning your head on his shoulder.

“I didn’t realize that it’s easier to fall asleep when there’s another person next to you.”

You didn’t respond, you didn’t even look over. Tom continued in a nonchalant, monotone voice,

“You aren’t as much of a weakness as I thought you were-”

“I’m not interested in being wooed back into being your personal mattress, Riddle.”

Now you graced him with your acknowledgement, shooting him the coldest, most piercing glare you could muster. You were certain that you saw him flinch and his eyes moved from the lake to his lap.

“I’m not trying to have sex with you, (y/n), just hear me out.” He gritted, looking over to you with a pleading expression you’d never seen before, “I...I care about you in a way that I don’t really quite understand. I like being around you, I get frustrated when I can’t see you. You make me want to do better, to be better.”

Instinctively, your hand started to mirror his grasp.

“I was going to have Rosier deliver a flower to you but then Avery made some wisecrack about me going soft for you and I just...” Tom’s hold on your hand tightened and a look of anger flashed across his face, his jaw ticking, “I hate how they talk about you. How they make comments about your body and ask me if they can have a turn with you, only for them to ridicule me for letting you spend the night.”

“Oh.” Was all you could think to say, your brain frantically trying to process all the information Tom was pouring on you. He scooted closer to you, so his knee was brushing against your’s.

“They acted as though my...affection for you somehow makes me weaker, less respectable. Truthfully, (y/n), I let myself buy into it because you...you humble me, as it were.” He explained sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand, “But they were wrong, of course they’re wrong, they’re idiots. You’re the only person I’ve ever met that understands me, that talks to me without acting like I’m a child or like a blithering oof. You make me stronger and I don’t particularly care who knows it.”

So this was Tom Riddle for ‘I’m sorry’. You weren’t sure how to react. There was such a stark contrast between the Tom you’d last spoke to and the one that sat before you now. There was more humanity in this one, in the gentleness of his touch, the softness of his eyes and the sincerity of his words. There was still all the pride, but with none of the icy harshness.

“Tom, I care about you too. I just need to know that you can show me that you care about me beyond just sex. I don’t want to be used anymore.” You whispered firmly, turning more towards him. He nodded slowly, bringing the hand not holding your’s up to cup your cheek.

“Whatever you wish for, I’ll give you. Affirmations, time, the moon. Anything.”

“All I want is you, Tom.”

Without another word, he leaned down and kissed you with an unfamiliar tenderness. It wasn’t like the hundreds of hungry kisses you shared before, it was more like that very first kiss from when you were fourteen. Innocent and sweet, unsure but confident.

You weren’t entirely convinced that Tom wasn’t still trying to use you, but if he was putting up an act this good, you figured you might as well enjoy the show.

#this might be a little out of character but #im soft #fem!reader #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle imagine #tom riddle

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obeiii-mee · 4 years

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How will the bros react to MC self-doubting themselves? Like saying bad things about them or can't be serious someone give them compliment.

Supportive demon bois coming right up! Sorry I took so long to write this anon! Thank you so much for the ask! (Also, thank you all for the love on my previous posts!)

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The Brothers with an MC who self doubts themselves:

Lucifer:

-As the embodiment of pride itself, Lucifer has an overwhelming amount of confidence, almost all the damn time

-So, he was flabbergasted to learn that you weren’t the same

-He always insisted that you aren’t anything but perfect, yet you always seemed to brush the compliments off with a shrug and an awkward smile

-Well, shit, we can’t have that

-Lucifer just got 10x more serious about the matter

-He pulls a really stupid concerned face whenever you insult yourself and he looks more and more like a 48 year old man/dad each time it happens

-He, as of late, increased the number of pet names he has for you and the amount of compliments he gives you each day

-He refuses to let you talk badly about yourself anywhere, at any point in time and encourages every little step you take towards bettering yourself like crazy

- Lucifer wants to prove to you that you are an absolute ray of sunshine and he will go to any lengths to do just that (do not ask)

-He’s even more affectionate than usual which confuses just about everyone in the House of Lamentation, yourself included

-His brothers are feeling a disturbance in the force and they don’t know how to feel about it

-You are possibly the best thing that’s happened to him since he fell as angel and Lucifer is ready to do whatever he can to help you realise that

Mammon:

-“You’re an idiot!”

-“*Sigh*, I know.”

-“Wha-Wait! Y-you can’t say thAT!”

-The Great Mammon is seriously worried about his human

-Being the dense motherfucker he is (i still love him tho) it took him weeks to realise you’re not all that confident in yourself

-At some point in your relationship, he jokingly called you annoying and you just went “Yeah I’ve been told. Sorry.”

-His jaw literally dropped and he almost cried

-He would have choked if he was drinking something

-Tsundere Mammon has gone bye bye and here comes the cuddling teddy bear that is your boyfriend

-He also doesn’t have as much self love for himself as he sometimes pretends to have so he’s kinda in the same boat

-Which means your boat is leaking and you’re perfectly fine with it while he’s panicking and trying to throw water overboard with his hands

-His brothers call him an idiot a lot but he’s a very sociable guy with people skills that he uses all the time in order to coax you out of your self pitiying shell

-Will whine every time you call yourself ‘useless’ or disagree with his compliments because what the hell, you’re literally the most gorgeous being ever let me love youuuu

-When it comes to you and your happiness, he ain’t fucking around. He will snarl at anyone that even looks at you in the wrong way

-Did that to Lucifer once, guess a what happened

-You’ve definitely helped him come to terms with the fact that he is loveable and not a good for nothing scum

-So now it’s your turn!

-Let him kiss your insecurities away please

-Your presence makes him feel wanted so he wants the same for you!

Levi:

-Well then

-It takes two to tango ya know?

-He is the KING of self loathing and no confidence whatsoever in anything he does so every time you put yourself down, he counters it with a self deprecating insult as well

-“I suck.”

-“Nah, you’re pretty awesome normie. I’m the shut in, disgusting otaku who can barely set foot outside his bedroom without having an anxiety attack.”

-It’s like you’re trying to outdo the other on who is worse

-Truth is, he really admires you, especially knowing you chose to date him; an anime nerd with no social life and no communication skills whatsoever

-It hurts a bit, every time he builds up the courage to actually compliment you and you not taking it seriously

-That’s because he recognises that he’s the same and just as harsh on himself as you are

-Levi knows self hatred is something that takes time to demolish

-But you are his Henry after all (also his partner but whatevs)

-He’s not gonna leave you hanging when you need him the most

-He also gradually stops calling you a normie as your relationship progresses, though it still slips through every now and again

-Basically, the first time he realised that you think negatively of yourself, his immediate reaction was: Haha lmao relatable

-But now, every time it happens, he gets all serious

-Puts his controller down and everything, it’s like witnessing a very rare phenomenon and it’s creepy as shit

-He’s also made an effort to be more physically affection though he is kinda shy about it because damn it he just wants to hug you every time you speak badly of yourself

-Probably writes a list at some point stating all the reasons why you are better than him and Ruri chan combined, it’s rlly sweet

Satan:

-He’s a bit curious as to where that mentality has come from

-What triggered you to be so self doubtful?

-He’s basically your psychotherapist and asks you a lot of questions trying to find different causes and solutions for your issues

-Honestly, he puts so much effort into trying to understand, reading books about it from the human realm and whatever he can find in order to help you

-He scrunches up his nose every time you call yourself an idiot or anything of the sort

-Satan knows that insisting you’re wonderful won’t exactly help you overcome this problem of yours

-But that doesn’t stop him from doing it

-It’s not like you can ignore his comments because he will keep complimenting you until you accept them

-He also repeats a lot of pick up lines but that’s just part of being his partner

-What do you mean you’re worthless?!! He would literally give away all of his books and his hatred for Lucifer in exchange for your well being!

-Satan is possibly the smartest out of all of his brothers, so he uses a tactical approach on this one

-Direct affectionate gestures don’t work on you so he’s gonna be more subtle

-Would slightly hint that you are amazing every time you do something for him, like fetching him a book or something

-“Ah thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you love.”

-He’s a lot smoother than he gives himself credit for

-He just appreciates your existence and that there’s someone out there that he doesn’t need to be act hostile or fake toward

-Satan is ready to sit down and listen to you talk about your insecurities for hours on end

-You would quietly say something bad about yourself and he would run through the House of Lamentation before bursting into the room you are in, shouting ‘No! That’s wrong!’ (going Danganronpa on your asses)

-“Welp, I fucked up again. I can’t do anything right.”

-And then, in the distance you hear boss music starting

Asmo:

-*Shocked Gasp*

-How could you say such things about yourself???? Is that even leGAl?

-Of course, the literally prince of Lust, with all of his narcissism, has never experienced things like ‘self doubt’ of ‘bad self esteem’

-Pfft, the fuck is that?

-He only uses the most positive of words when he describes himself

-So obviously he almost falls off the bed when he hears you insulting yourself for the first time

-But ya know, that would leave bruises on his beautiful skin

-“Oh darling, you’re not annoying or a moron! You’re not anything like Mammon!”

-That was a below belt fatal hit, press f in the chat for the second eldest

-At some point, he just genuinely believes you’ve been spending too much time with Levi and that his negativity started rubbing off on you

-But then you tell him you’ve always been like this and he almost has a crisIS

-He’s like ‘Haha, no, we’re going to get a spa day out tomorrow and a few shopping sprees so I can prove to you that you are magnificent in every way imaginable.’

-Asmo loves pampering you in general but on the days he sees you feeling extra sorry for yourself, he goes above and beyond

-Gets very hurt when you brush off his compliments because he just wants you to accept the fact that you’re beautiful

-He’s like a supportive mom lmao, whenever you’re feeling self doubtful, he goes “You’re doing great sweetie, keep it up I’m really proud of you.”

-It’s up to you to decide whether that helps or not

-He’s such a sweetheart in reality, it’s hard to remember that he’s supposed to be horny all the time

-Well he is but that’s not the point, you’re way more important

-Asmo is so much fun to write cuz I can make him so dramatic it’s hilarious

Beel:

-Oh no :(

-He gets very sad everytime you self deprecate yourself

-You can’t do it with him in the room because he’s going to start crying and give you this kicked puppy stare, it will break your heart

-Beel kinda comes over and goes “If I give you some of my food will you please stop saying bad things about yourself? Because it’s not true.”

-Well you can’t say no to that face

-He feels like it’s his fault you’re this self doubtful even though you’ve tried to explain to him you’ve always been like this

-He goes crying to his twin half the time because he doesn’t know what to do

-“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to drop it! Fucking hell, I’m such a fucking klutz.”

-“Sniffle no you’re not.”

-He’s like, giving you large portions of his food now

-Because food makes him happy so he wants you to be happy too

-🙂

-His brothers go in shock every time because the only other person Beel has ever shared his food with before was Belphie

-Physical affection goes through the roof with this guy

-Bone crushing hugs btw

-Your self worth is so immeasurable with him, you can’t even measure it

-W h o a

-I’m being serious, don’t talk badly about yourself in front of him unless you want to be hugged into next week

-You are a literal angel in his eyes, of course he thinks highly of you

-He’s just hoping his presence isn’t making your self esteem worse, that’s the thing that keeps him up at night

-Idk why but he does think that he is a bad influence on your mental well being since he’s a demon

-Beel gives you compliments all the time and it confuses him when you laugh them off uncertainly because he wasn’t joking or lying??

-He’s always supportive of your choices and encourages you to be more confident

-The same way you show your support everytime you come to his games to cheer him on

-Overall, he just wants you to feel special and appreciated

-Because you deserve it

-IneedmyselfaBeel

Belphie:

-He feels like absolute shit

-Becuase he’s well aware he‘s called you a few...not so nice words in the past

-Back then, he only thought he meant everything he said but now that he’s hearing you accept his insults and actually repeating them yourself?

-It hurts his brain and he wants to smash his head against all four walls of the room for being such a cretin

-You do tell him it’s not exactly his fault you think so badly of yourself

-But he still believes he fueled it

-So now he needs to fix it

-He’s tried everything and I mean everything

-It’s kinda working, slow progress is made which he’s really happy about but you know, it’s gonna take a while

-He finally settles on physical affection as the best way to communicate his gratefulness for you being youself

-Oh, he wasn’t hugging you before? He is now, get your ass next to him and let him cuddle you

-Handholding has increased by 69% in the last month, sorry for the loss of your right hand with how much he squeezes it

-Sometimes, he can’t help but a throw an insult at you in a playful manner, because he’s an asshole

-But he always makes sure you understand that he was just joking

-He’s such a little shit, you would be having a chat with him and you would subtly drop a insult at yourself hoping he wouldn’t notice

-But then he stops dead in his tracks, kisses you, says “Shut up, you’re stunning” and then he goes right back to the previous conversation like nothing happened

-Accept his compliments damn it otherwise he will continue to bug you about it for the rest of the day

-He’s an eboy and he’s a dickhead a times, but he just goes soft for you tbh

-If you’re feeling really bad about yourself, he won’t even say anything

-He will just big spoon you for the next 24 hours, good luck going to the bathroom or any meals during that time

-Because once you’re in his grip, you’re not getting out that easily

-He gets so pissy if anyone says something even slightly negative about you to your face

-One time, a random demon called you stupid in one of the classes at RAD and he was like ‘bïtch excuse me what?’

-Snapped his head around at him and everything

-He would have done something worse but he was lazy and feeling really petty

-So Belphie kicked him in the privates from under his desk like a damn spoiled brat

-And then he turned his head back to you, all smiles and rainbows and puppies

-I’m simping so hard for a fictional character wtf

-I had to write more protective Belphie cuz I can’t find anything of the sort anymore and I need flUFF

(Haha, I don’t know what this post is, my writing has officially taken a shit lmao. Sorry this took so long to finish, I kept going back to edit all of them)

Al~

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #⭐️ requests #🌸 comfort #☂️ demon brothers

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hello! can i request something funny with thranduil? ony if you're comfortable with writing itof course.

he took y/n in *like Elnord did with Aragorn* but she is a huge troublemaker,always pulling pranks on elves or sneaking to the woods and putting herself in danger, giving him many heart attacks in the process, yet he can't stop loving her.

*screams* I love this !! Of course I’ll write something based on this ! Let’s go !!

Erevan Ilesere’s Petal

Pairing: Thranduil x Immortal! Reader

Warnings: Cavity Inducing fluff, Angst if you squint, Decent writing ??

Summary: No matter how much of annoyance Y/N is,Thranduil cannot stop adoring his lady.

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Erevan Ilesere ; The elven god of mischief and tricks

Nobody knew who Y/N was, what she is, where she is from or why was she found in the center of the clearing at the heart of the forest Mirkwood. Neither did she. She knew nothing of herself except her name. But that didn't intrigue Thranduil, the blue petal mark etched on her skin did.

The battle of the five armies had been a turning point in Thranduil’s life, he was at calm with himself, but at the same time he felt lonely. He let his son go on an adventure that he’d not know when he would return from, he was at peace with his wife’s death.He had to let her go.Though she would always have a special place in his heart. He had to focus more on his people, flourish his kingdom and move on. But he felt empty.

He felt alone.

So went he found Y/N heavily injured at the clearing, he didn’t hesitate to take her in.

Y/N was different. Not in normal mannerisms she was not. It was unexplainable. She was different.

After she was taken in by Thranduil and healed, she said she knew nothing of her kin or where was born. All she remembered that she had been living the life of a ranger for as long as she recalls.

She had always been alone.

But that never stopped her from being vocal. She was bold, so bold that she would barge into the court meetings to give the most random suggestions, make jokes or even put flowers in Thranduil’s crown during it. And he would always let her, sometimes even smiling.

The elves didn’t expect it. Valar! No one on Middle Earth would have.

Y/N became the most adored individual in the entirity of Mirkwood. She made the place happier, the forest was healing and things got better.....

But everyone has things others do not enjoy about themselves. Y/N did too. She was chaos in a bottle.

Once she had covered onions with caramel and gave it to the palace guards claiming they were caramel apples. The other time she had paired along with with Mëludir, Lindir’s brother who was at Mirkwood and had filled the sweet Lembas bread with mayonnaise instead of cream which had everyone at the dinner table spit it out except Elrond who as wierd as it seemed, took a liking to it. She had put a rat inside Tauriel’s hair, having her scream across the hall. And Rumil and her had filled Haldir’s shoe with mud which had forced the two to hide for the entire day later with Y/N hiding behind Thranduil and his robes flinching everytime Haldir was yelling at her.

“Lady Y/N this is not a joke I had those shoes cleaned yesterday and now you have ruined them! And Rumil you are no less! Is this how you treat me? Your Gwanur(brother)?? Lady Y/N that is not it-”

“Haldir enough leave her be”,Thranduil ordered as he hid you behind him even more as you clenched his robes.

“But-”

“I had helped her put the rat in Tauriel’s hair....are you going to discipline me too?”

“Apologies nin aran (my king), I am just simply worried she will get herself in trouble.....”

“Hmmm you are dismissed.”

With that Haldir had left pulling Rumil along with him. Thranduil looked down to see Y/N poking her head out from behind him and giving him the biggest and most sweetest smile possible. The elven king let out a chuckle as he shook his head. Freezing when she gave him a hug before she ran out mouthing a thank you.

Thranduil would always side Y/N, even if he wouldn’t admit that she would scare the life out of him everytime she would do something dangerous, the others would warn him about the dangers she puts herself into but he would refuse to believe them. It wasn’t that he believed she wouldn’t do something like that but it was because he believed Mirkwood would be impossible for her to get out of without help.

But oh how wrong he was.

Ever since Y/N came to Mirkwood a few decades ago Thranduil’s daily schedule had always been the same. Wake up, do formal chores (like bathing, having breakfast with Y/N etc.) ,attend court and hear his people out, roam around palace halls or in the kingdom, spend his free time with Y/N and then spend his time researching something in the library before sleeping. This night was no different except there was an erractic knocking on the library doors. Y/N’s lady in waiting pushing through with a very alarmed look on her face. Thranduil cocked an eyebrow at her, ready to yell at her to disturb him at this time of the night. But the look on her face made him wait for an answer.

“Your Majesty, Lady Y/N she- she-”

“I would appreciate if you complete your sentence”

“She dissapeared !”

Thranduil’s eyes widened. An unfamiliar look passing across his face as he unseathed his sword and speed walked out of the library.

“HALDIR !”

“Lord Haldir and the patrolling team is looking for her in the city right now my lord ! She is nowhere to be found !”, the elleth contiued following him.

“SEARCH EVERY CORNER OF THE KINGDOM !” ,he yelled at her before mounting his elk and riding into the forest.

He searched for her, by the clearing, the spiders nestings, the old bridge, the narrow pathway that lead to the darker parts of the forest. But she was nowhere.

“Y/N !?”,he yelled for the 14th time, his voice hoarse is eyes seaching frantically. Orcs and Wargs always preyed at night it wasn’t safe.

Splash

He heard the movement of water not much far from where he was he panicked, his elk moving swiftly but gracefully enough to not startle whatever was making the noises but this action was quite ruined by Thranduil yelling out the missing lady's name startling everyone before his eyes. Both him and his elk froze. There Y/N sat, by the backwaters looking at them with eyes widened as big as saucers, along with who seemed like mermaids that swam away as soon as they saw the elven king splashing Y/N with water wetting her completely.

“Thranduil? W-What are you doing here?”,she stuttered.

Thranduil moved closer to her watching as she visibly tried hiding something behind her back. He noticed how she was barefoot and scratches and cuts littered across her feet making his jaw clench.

“What are YOU doing here?”, the blonde elf hissed clearly angry but Y/N couldn’t point out why. Before she could even reply he yanked her hand from behind her back before stilling completely. His eyes unmoving from the contents in her hands. Forget me not flowers..... They had stopped growing in Mirkwood years ago. Drooping and dying more every moment the royal family distanced itself from each other, In grief, pain and misery.

“Where did you-”, ah the cuts on her feet, the dirt on her hands.....she brought them from out of the forest...

“I had seen them on our trip back from Rivendell months ago.....They were dying....I asked the mermaids to help me save them with spells, but you came interrupting them....”,she said in a soft voice, on the verge of tears breaking Thranduil out of his trance as he panicked,cupping her face with his larger hands. “I am sorry Lady Y/N I was simply worried about you, why did you not tell me? I could have helped you...”,he asked looking directly into her eyes as she poorly attempted to not shed any tears. “I didn’t want to bother you. I already bother everyone else. I don’t want to loose all of you..”, she said, tears unevitably falling and rolling down her cheeks. Oh... She thought she was alone...she had never asked for help from anyone....she felt insecure no matter how much everyone loved her....he knew someone who was like her few decades ago.

Him.

“You could never !”,he intended to say softly but it came out as a yell, making the woman flinch. He was mad, at himself for not noticing,for dismissing hints. “You would never......we care for you too much. Valar ! I care about you too much ! Everytime you do something dangerous my heart leaps....but I cannot resist your eyes, your words, you tempting smile.....Look at me....I do not wish to loose you like lost the rest of my people I cared about......”, Thranduil finished, his face only a finger distance away from the girl. “What are you doing to me Y/N ?”, he whispered, the other still trying to process everything. “Can I kiss you”, she whispered back. “Please...”,Thranduil said,his voice almost coming out as if he was begging.

And she did as the king asked, lips moving softly yet with love, for the first time in his entire life, the blond elf had let himself be completely vulnerable. His posture,his personality melting, almost as if a light glow covered around them. Even his dragon fire scar revealing itself for the first time to Y/N as they broke the kiss. Thranduil didn’t flinch when touched it, when she left a lingering kiss on it, smiling that wide smile he adored so much at it. The stayed that way before she leaned into his chest for a while,his arms around her. “No matter how much chaos you create I will never hate you...”, he said as he took in her scent.

Splash!

The voice echoed startling the two as the separated from each other, their faces red, only to see the group of mermaids hiding behind the rocks, their eyes on Y/N’s hands

The flowers were back alive and blooming....

That was the moment Thranduil knew that he had faced dragon fire once, but for his Lady he would face it again and again. He couldn’t help adoring her.

Back at the palace library the book was well forgotten, the pages flipping till it rested on a particular page littered with blue petals

Erevan Ilesere‘s Petal,his descendant on Middle Earth.

But that is a story I, Gandalf will tell you another time.

--The End--

Finally ! Behold ! I am done after ages of procrastination! Thank you for requesting this fic it was really fun to write ! I may have gotten a bit distracted but did you like the twist ? I'm sorry if it's not really great but I really tried my best🥺.I really hope you did ! @gorgeourrific-nerd you too ! I think it is a bit similar to your request I hope you liked it too ! The rest of ya’ll too I ain’t forgotten ya’ll. Pleade like and reblog my posts if you like them ! Feedback is highly appreciated and please do not plagarize my work. I really work hard on them ! Thank you for supporting me! I love ya’ll so much !!

~Love, Hri

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discrunkled-twog · 2 years

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Chapter 15

Tags: Angst, Feelings Realization, but backwards, idk- Freeform, Very Much Angst, Hanahaki, Slow Burn, Coffee, Coffee Shop AU, Holy God Of The Coffee Pot, because i said so, i still feel bad for all the language in this ficcccccccccc-, anyways here we go

Rating: Rated M for le F word. (I still feel bad-)

Chapter Summary: disgruntled_twig makes a little realization, while Sorkid makes a pretty BIG one.

@s0urmania SOR-CHAAAAAAAN I THINK YOU'LL LIKE THIS ONNEEEE

I feel like this fic is finishing too fast. Anyway, enjoy!

Breathing is entirely subconscious, until in the mind, it becomes… conscious.

disgruntled_twig no longer had the luxury of this claim.

It had started off like a cold, sharp and sweet, but still worth it. Distracting, definitely, and most of all annoying. It grew, as flowers did, to have full five-petaled Forget-Me-Nots come out of her face, so slick and jagged, when the one time she swallowed a penny and coughed it back up, she marked it as a major physical intrusion. Cold and copper, but at least it was smooth.

Then it’d been slightly more agonizing. Faint, throbbing pain in the back of the throat, relentless and more distracting than the previous level of love, or pain, or whatever she’d decided to call it that day, but still worth it. In a notebook, she’d written that it was still worth it, to at least have the experience. It was no longer natural to simply breathe; something she never knew she’d miss, though now it was constant and horrible and though it really wasn’t that bad it made her want to rip her throat out just to make it stop-

And now it was…

Numb, she’d had the pleasure of experiencing, though not in the way she’d preferred.

Okay, so I just can’t sing anymore…?

On her notebook, scrawled in messy chicken scratch, were song lyrics she’d been trying to put into motion. An accomplishment, she’d thought, to finally write in another language, but…

What’s the whole point of the stupid song if I can’t even sing it?

There were the silly voices, commonly demonstrated to no one but herself, in an empty house like a madman, that grew tired once she did, and far too painful. Especially when a few of them shredded her throat under normal circumstances. Those were gone fast.

She flicked a pen against her finger, staring down at the page, blood-stained and cinematic.

Softer songs had been okay for a while. The name Julieta Venegas had been bouncing around her head, though she hadn’t heard it in a while. Minimal force, which was the alternative for nothing.

I guess “a while” ran out…

Talking to yourself wasn’t fun anymore when you couldn't even get more than a sentence out.

Writing still works. I can write. Really, I should be writing. I mean, what does this even matter? I’ll hate it in a day or two anyway, might as well save my time.

She stood up and opened the door of the closet, sitting on the bed and opening a laptop.

Writing time…

There were about four works-in-progress she’d been neglecting in favor of one long project, that needed some attention.

And she got through about four good paragraphs before opening Tumblr “just to checksie-pooh” and then ended up scrolling through a blog she was particularly fond of.

Fricking Sor-chan, being so good at art.

It’d been a recent habit of hers to spend hours (y’know, totally just a quick little checksie-pooh-) scrolling through his blog, making EXTRA MUCH VERY CAREFUL CARE to not accidentally like one of the posts and possibly inform him of her doing so. And better yet…

HE MAKES SAIKECHI FANART aNd It’S FriCkEN AwESoMe-

Everytime she stumbled upon a new piece, or an old piece, her coughing flared up and so did the immense joy that made the stupid coughing worth it.

She’d saved at least half of them into her gallery, which was taking up much needed storage space, though she spared the sacrifice.

Ooh, a new post!

“sorry to anyone who followed me for saikechi, the torisai brainrot is hitting me rn”

…

No. No, it can’t be. Not the fricking Kuusuke kinnie being into Torisai. Why? Why did this happen? Why are all the good ones either taken or Kuusuke/Torisai enthusiasts…? Is it me? Do I simply have the love luck of Yumehara?!

She stared down at the screen in exasperation.

Any… older posts…?

There were over 30 posts, all featuring Torisai– some not being one-sided even. (Le gasp!)

Oh wow. He- He really… all the Torisai… and Kuusuke… and… and the worst part is…

The worst part is that they were good.

You know what, screw it, I’m going to the cafe.

Suddenly, her throat felt a little clearer.

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It’s 3 am… with no one at my side… it gets real cold… cause’ these blankets… will never warm my heart…

The door to the cafe slammed open.

What the…?

Sorkid paused the music to see disgruntled_twig run into the cafe and approach the counter, flailing her hands.

“You!”

“Me?!” he said, putting his hands up.

“Yes, you! What the hell?!”

…

“Me?!”

She sighed.

“Your fricking- ! The-the-the thing-! The- The drawing! You- You -”

“Whoa, slow down! What the heck are you saying?”

She took off her glasses and wiped them in her shirt.

“Was-was Kuusuke not enough for you-?! He- Already a Kuusuke kinnie, and then- and then you-”

“Huh?”

She groaned and stormed over to her usual chair.

“Fricking Torisai!”

Oooooooohhhhhhhh okay I get it now.

“Wait, so you saw my Torisai stuff…?”

Crap, that wasn’t part of the plan…

What plan?

“Maybe I did.”

“And did you like it?”

…

“...mayyyyyyybe I did-”

“But you’re still going to-”

“Oh, come on! Torisai? Really?” she said, turning around to face him.

Sorkid laughed.

“The meme potential is literally endless-”

“But you had stuff that wasn’t a meme!”

“Okay, perhaps it was, but still! You-”

“But Saikechi!” she cried, pleading with her hand gestures.

“Mmmm, but Torisai.”

“But Saikechi!”

“But Torisai…”

disgruntled_twig sighed.

“You’re going to make me cry.”

Sorkid perked up at this and ran behind the counter.

“Wait, what are you…?”

He pulled out the speaker.

“No.”

He pulled out his phone.

“Sor-chan-”

He scrolled through a playlist.

“Sor-chan, please! Have mercy on my soulllllllll-”

Wake up alone… In the morning… With no one by my siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide…

Sorkid laughed as disgruntled_twig coughed through tears and exasperated laughter.

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Even through thirty minutes of painful music, the coffee was still worth the visit. The coffee, of course. Nothing else. At all.

No other reason.

She was sitting on the edge of her bed, fluffing up petals.

Oh, I better put in the ones from this time.

She dug through her pockets, feeling nothing but lint and a tiny paper boat that had been through several loads of laundry.

Huh, I could’ve sworn…

No petals in the other pocket either.

It’s… Maybe there weren't any…? This time…

She softly kicked her feet, allowing her mind to scream at her.

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Flowers…?

It was four in the afternoon, and Sorkid was cleaning up.

He’d been wiping down tables, and when reaching disgruntled_twig’s usual spot, he’d found a few blue flowers on the table.

He picked them up and felt the petals. They were soft, but sharp at the edges, without stems or leaves.

I’ll fix that…

He pulled stems out of the bottom of the flowers, one by one; a fantastical feat he wished someone was around to witness.

Did she leave them here on purpose..? Or… what?

He shrugged and placed them in his newly formed vase, 100%, grade-A, authentic thin air, and placed it on the counter.

Okay, now to-

…

What the hell…

He picked up her mug, tipping it over and nearly spilling-

Why the hell is there blood in this cup? Wait…

He swirled it around to see another flower, peeking out of the top of the pool. Blue and bright and exactly like the others.

Okay, this is getting weird…

He took the cup over to the counter and set it down next to a coffee pot filled with lukewarm coffee. He grabbed the petals and a dollop of whipped cream on a spoon of his own creation, and stirred it all into the pot.

“Oh mystical pot o’ mine, reveal what the heck this means… For how the gods have sent their holy wisdom to you, I need the answer to my inquiry… If you can grant me… Oh.”

Words formed in the foam.

Dude, shut up. What’s all that chanting crap…?

The foam shifted around again as he peered into the cup, still confused.

Anyway, it’s fucking hanahaki. Now go eat some carrots or something.

“Thank you, oh great coffee pot of wisdom,” he said, clapping his hands together and bowing. “I will chose to ignore your unnecessary language and rabbit slurs, and instead bask in your plentiful-”

DUDE. STFU NOWWWW HOLY-

The coffee pot shattered, spilling the concoction on the counter-tops, dripping to his apron and shoes.

“You are not a nice God Of The Holy Pot…”he mumbled, snapping his fingers and cleaning himself instantaneously.

Worth iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit…

So, the God Of The Holy Pot had told all…

Now what…?

A/N: EEEEEEEEEEE

We're getting some juicy plot development now! I'm so excited for the rest of this, since I've had it planned for weeks now, I think, but...

I DON'T WANT THIS FIC TO ENDDDD-

This is the first chapter fic I truly did not start hating or wanting to finish towards the end. Like, all the other ones, I got burned out or tired halfway through, or on the last few chapters, but this one has been so fun that I'm genuinely scared to finish it.

ONLY FIVE MORE CHAPTERS AHHHHHH-

I know it's still a lot, but still! *sighs* The next chapters are going to be... well, angsty, I guess. XD Prepare yourselves, if it even has that much of an impact at this point.

Thank you for reading! :)

#distopia #distopia otp #i still feel bad for swearingggggggggg #eeeeeeeeeeeee #sor-chan #fic #my fic #writing #disgruntled twig x sourtapioca fanfic oh yeah #tee hee new chapter #im gonna get cancelled for swearing aren't i?#oh well #my writing #eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee okay good night

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BTS Reaction: The first time they are intimate with you

Namjoon

He would like the spontaneity. When the time was right, you both would just take things as they would go naturally. It’s a few weeks into your relationship. Namjoon wanted to go on an early morning hike with you and as much as you disliked being outside in the cold, you couldn’t deny that sipping on hot chocolate and watching the sunrise together sounded like the perfect way to spend your morning. It was a little colder than you both anticipated, so you decided to stay in the car and watch the sunrise with the warmth of the heater blowing on the two of you. You sip your drink until the sky becomes bathed in different hues of gold and pink.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you for inviting me, Namjoon.” But when you turn to look at him you find he’s not looking at the sky at all, but at you. He’s taken with your beauty. The way the sun is shining on your skin is literally making you glow like an angel. And it’s in that moment that he thinks now is the right time. He sets his cup down and takes yours to set them both in the holder. The look in his eyes tells you all you need to know. You both lean in at the same time and a fire immediately ignites in both of you as your lips connect. His hands ghost down to the hem of your shirt and he begins to lift it over your head. His lips immediately drift down to your chest as he starts leaving love bites in his wake.

“N-Namjoon, back seat. Move. Now.” He pulls away and lets out a snicker.

“Someone is impatient.”

“Well who’s fault is that? Maybe you shouldn’t so damn handsome and such a good kisser, hmm?” He laughs a little louder at that and playfully smacks your butt as you’re climbing into the back.

“You know this isn’t exactly how I’d imagine our first intimate moment together being like.” You blush in embarrassment for a moment at his words. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way. As long as it’s with you, that’s all that matters to me.” Even though there is a possibility of someone else seeing you two, you take your time with one another. Exploring each other’s bodies, what makes the other tick. By the time you’re done you are both spent, slowly drifting off to sleep as he covers you both up with a blanket he put in the back incase you got cold on your hike, and hoping to whatever deity is listening that the windows are tinted enough that no one will be able to see the both of you.

Jin

Jin had texted you earlier and asked you to come over to his apartment for a ‘surprise’. You had no idea what was in store for you. The last time that happened you were cleaning flour out of your hair for days, having become a victim of another one of his pranks. Jin was always very playful with you. So when you got a text just asking you to come over because it was very important, you didn’t hesitate to drop everything you had planned to go be with him. You walked into his apartment and it was pitch black, save for a soft glow that was coming from the living room.

“Jin?”

“In here, baby!” You walk into the room and find that the soft glow is coming from a pillow and blanket fort decorated with fairy lights.

“Love, what is all this? Oh my goodness!” You take in the sight around you. The lights are twinkling like stars in the night sky, your favorite fluffy blanket of his makes up the flooring, and he’s stuffed the fort absolutely full with pillows. In the center of all this, sits your boyfriend with a single red rose in his mouth, and other petals scattered about the blankets and pillows. He winks at you suggestively and you bring a hand up to your mouth to stifle your laugh. He pats the spot next to him and you walk over to lay down next to him. He takes the rose out of his mouth and hands it to you.

“A beautiful flower for my beautiful flower, y/n.” You blush but take the rose and smile up at him.

“So what’s the occasion?”

“Well, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay.” You sit up but he gently pushes you to lay back down. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into him so your back is against his chest. A kiss is placed on the top of your head.

“So we’ve been together for a while now. Almost a year.”

“Mhm.” His fingers are running through your hair now and you feel yourself starting to drift off.

“And I really want to show you how serious I am about you. I trust you with my heart. And I’m ready to give it to you completely.” Your eyes snap open and you turn around so you’re facing him.

“Do you mean that?”

“Every word. I just.. want to thank you for being patient with me and waiting until I was ready. It’s not that I didn’t trust you! It’s just... in my line of work you tend to get used a lot and I was afraid. I didn’t want it to happen again.” Your heart aches at his confession.

“Of course. I’m in it for the long haul, you’re stuck with me.”

“That’s all I could ever want. You by my side, knowing that my heart will always be safe...” He fidgets with the sleeve of his sweater, picking at a loose string as if he’s nervous to meet your gaze. “Can we?”

“Yes.” You nod your consent and his lips barely brush against yours. He takes his time with you, loving you and completely worshipping every inch of you.

Yoongi

Yoongi has wanted to take your relationship forward for a while now. But he wasn’t going to make the first move because he didn’t want you to feel pressured, he would take this at your pace, until you were comfortable enough with him.

You were at the studio with him, loving to just sit and watch him create music. He often would ask for your input and opinions and you were all too happy to give them, feeling honored that you got to hear the songs he was working on before anyone else. He’s in the middle of finishing up his latest song for his mixtape when you say something that nearly makes him choke on his coffee.

“Yoongi do you think I’m attractive?” He almost thinks he must not have heard you correctly, so he asks you to repeat yourself.

“W-what did you say?”

“I asked if you think I am attractive.”

“What kind of- Are you kidding? You’re the most beautiful and sexy person I have ever seen in my life and I am so happy to call you mine.”

“Then why do you never, you know.. take things farther? When we kiss and it gets even the least bit heated you pull away and ruffle my hair and kiss my forehead. Everytime.”

He’s stunned at your words. He didn’t realize you had been feeling this way and he feels awful. “You think I don’t want you?”

“I mean I know you love me but.. I just don’t know if you think I am pretty enough to-”

“Stop it. Come here.” He pats his lap and you move off the couch to straddle his hips. He grips yours tightly and before you can speak another word his lips are on yours like a man starved. You barely have time to breathe for a second as his lips seem to refuse to leave yours. He pulls away to finally give you a break and when he does, he has that signature smirk on his face that makes your stomach clench.

“Let me show you just how much I’ve wanted my hands on you, from the start.”

Yoongi puts as much fire and passion if not more than he does into his music. He’s rough with you, leaving marks visible on your neck and marks on your hips from how tightly he’s holding onto you. Wanting you to see evidence for weeks of just how much he wants you. Afterwards he’s like a completely different person. Having gone completely pliant for you. He clings tightly to you like a koala, refusing to let you go even to get dressed. He’s going to make damn sure you feel loved appreciated.

Hoseok

You went to the studio with Hoseok to watch him perform the new choreography he was working on. You absolutely loved watching him dance. He put every bit of passion he had in him into his dance and it showed. By the intense expression on his face, by the way he kept dancing even after he was drenched in sweat, by the way that even when his brows were furrowed in concentration you could see a smile behind his eyes with the way they shined. He was totally in his element and you would forever be grateful to get to see him like this in a way most people never got to.

This dance was a little... different from the others he had shown you. The way he was moving his hips was leaving little to your imagination. It was like he was purposely trying to seduce you, and it was working. You found yourself gravitating towards him without even realizing it and before long you were standing flush up against his back, arms snaking around his waist.

“Hoseok did you invite me here to try and have your way with me?” He laughs at that and turns around in your hold.

“Hmm.. well it wasn’t my sole intention. But I found myself thinking if this lead to other things... I can’t say I would mind.” He says with a wiggle of his eyebrows. You playfully smack his chest and laugh along with him. “I mean it’s only fair! This is the place where I do what I love most everyday, it only makes sense that you should be added to that.” His expression darkens and your laughter immediately ceases as his lips crash onto yours.

The tension had been building up between the two of you long enough, and you both reached your release quickly. Laying on the floor, the only sound being both of your heavy breaths filling the room.

“That was.. wow.”

“Yeah, wow.”

“You up for round 2, sweetheart?”

Jimin

It was pretty early on in your relationship when you and Jimin were intimate for the first time. He naturally showed his love and affection for others through touches, cuddles, hugs, and kisses. So when he quickly fell for you he wasted no time in making sure that you knew that. You were both laying on your side on his bed, facing each other. He had a hand resting gently on your waist as he rubbed circles with his thumb onto your side. Every once in a while he would lean in and place kisses on your nose, cheeks, and forehead making you let out light breaths of laughter.

“You’re so beautiful you know that?”

“Hmm, I think you may told me that a time or two.”

“And you’re so cute. I love your laugh. It’s my favorite sound in the world.”

“Jimin...” Your eyes soften and you lean in and finally connect your lips together His fingers immediately grasp you a little tighter and pull you closer.

“I just really really like you y/n. I’ve never fallen for someone this quickly before and I don’t quite know what to do. It’s scary.” You cup his face in your hands and lightly kiss his cheeks.

“You don’t have to be afraid. I really like you too. And for the record I also think your laugh is the best sound in the world. And you’re really beautiful too.” Things just naturally fall into place after that. Jimin is gentle with you, but every bit as passionate. He is a dancer after all, and he is going to put those hips to work to make sure you would never want to be with anyone else ever again, that you will never doubt just how strong his feelings for you are becoming. Afterwards he’s very clingy, refusing to leave your side or let you go. He’s still laying on top of you, pressing kisses over your chest and neck.

“Jimin you’re gonna get me all riled up again, stop it.”

“What if that’s my intention?”

“Oh my gosh you are insatiable we already went at it twice. My thighs hurt.” He chuckles at you and leans down to kiss right where you just said was aching. He feels the muscles twitch under his lips. “Jimin!”

“I know, angel I’m sorry. I’ll stop. I just want to make sure this is real. You’re actually here and I’m not just imagining it. Sometimes I think you’re too perfect and I just made you up.” He rolls off of you and lays on his side, gazing at you with wide, wondering eyes.

“I can assure you this is very real. I am real. My love for you is real. And nothing is ever going to change that or make it fade.”

Taehyung

Taehyung had everything planned. You two had been together for a few months now, and even if it wasn’t very long, he knew. You were it for him. He wanted everything to be perfect. So he planned a very nice romantic night out for the two of you. There was an overlook he had found when he had gone on an early morning hike with Namjoon for a Run punishment, and when he saw it he knew he wanted to take you there. He had packed a basket for the two of you with your favorite snacks and a bottle of wine to share. He had the blanket spread out and fluffed up all the pillows. You two spent the evening sharing stories with each other and making one another laugh. That was what you always loved about yours and Taehyung’s relationship. It was as easy as breathing, completely natural. And you both were head over heels for one another and could feel the love shared between you two with a single glance.

As the night was winding down and moon was shining on you, he found himself absolutely taken with your beauty and couldn’t help himself. He wanted to wait until you two got home, but seeing how you looked right now in this moment he knew he wasn’t going to be able to wait that long. He’s a patient man, but even he has his limits. You saw the change in his expression, from sweet and gentle to passionate with his pupils blown with want for you.

“Y/n I love you. More than anything in this world and I want to show you just how much. Is that okay?” He tangles his fingers in your hair and pulls you close to him, connecting your lips together at last. When you pull away you’re breathless. He’s staring at you, waiting for your consent to take things further.

“I love you too. And I am more than okay with that. Make me yours, Tae. Please.”

He’s gentle and sweet with you, pouring every ounce of love he has for you in every kiss, every touch. He takes his time with you, wanting to savor every moment and commit everything to memory. The way you sound, the way you taste, the way you look at him like he’s your entire world. And he’s looking right back at you the same way.

Jungkook

When Jungkook invited you over to watch a movie with him, he wasn’t planning for things to have escalated the way that they did. One minute you were laughing at something funny the main character had said as he admired your laugh and how beautiful you looked with your head thrown back, a fit of giggles escaping your lips. The next you were under him breathing heavily and moaning his name. He froze at that, lifting himself up to hover over you.

“I-I’m sorry! Is this okay? I didn’t even ask, I just sort of pounced on you.” You giggle and rest your hand on his cheek, trying to set his mind at ease.

“It’s okay. I want this just as much as you do.”

“A-are you sure? Like, really sure? I.. I don’t want you to feel like you have to or anything. We can wait for another time I mean, it’s not a special occasion or anniversary or a-anythi-” You cut off his rambling with a gentle kiss to his lips and he seems to relax, his arms giving out as he rests himself back on top of you.

“Are you nervous? You tend to talk really fast and stutter when you are.”

“A little. Yes. Okay a lot.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s just.. it’s you. You’re perfect and beautiful and amazing in every way.”

“And like you said, it’s just me. You don’t have to be nervous around me. I’ll take care of you.” His cheeks flush as he nods and rolls over onto his back, tugging you with him to straddle his hips. He tries to hide his face, suddenly feeling quite shy but you aren’t having it, tugging his arms away and placing them over his head.

“Those stay up.”

“Sure thing boss.” You giggle and lean down to kiss him. Things quickly turn heated after that as you set the pace you’re comfortable with. Jungkook completely lets you take over, wanting nothing more than to make you feel good above all else.

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