#i would've been happy to just see him again in the city but they went above and beyond

[tieflingteatime]

this completely reshaped my brain

#panel from hell #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #halsin #halsin romance #you can tell his writers had a few bodice rippers handy when they made this scene #and as an Enthusiast of such things this is perfect for me #i mean everyone and their grandma at this point knows I'm going to romance astarion #but Beefy Bear Man is absolutely getting romanced hard by my druid tav #also can i just say it's really cathartic as a Halsin Liker from day 1 that not only did they listen *and* make him a companion #*and* a romance option #but they gave us THIS scene too?? #i would've been happy to just see him again in the city but they went above and beyond #serving me a feast of ambrosia when i expected maybe crumbs #thank you larian <3

[theforgottendaydreamer]

I'm sorry, but if the first thing you do to your dead-and-resurrected son after he reveals his identity is to beat him mercilessly, maybe consider therapy??

I get it, Jason did all sorts of stuff that's, how do I put it, frowned upon, but he went after people who trafficked children and sold them drugs- not after innocents or minor criminals.

"I'm what this city needs." sums his whole character up. If violence against the violent is what it takes to ensure the civilians' safety, then so be it.

Can you blame a kid who was raised in a house that was constantly on fire (fig.) because of drugs and abuse if he grows up to despise those things especially when kids are involved? Can you? I, for one, can't, and don't want to.

Jason was 101% right to do what he did. And he was 101% right for telling Bruce off for his clouded judgement and useless moral code.

Again, "I forgive you, for not saving me. But why on God's earth is he still alive? [...] I'm talking about [killing] him [the Joker], just him, and doing it because he took me away from you."

You can't not get what Jason means with those words, they aren't hard to decipher, there isn't any hidden message. Jason wanted Bruce, his father, to get rid of his son's murderer because said son was pried away from his father's hands, starved, tortured and blown the fuck up. A kid, barely a teen, was fucking killed, and his father brooded and mourned but didn't get shit done to avoid violating his own moral code.

I don't believe in the "once you start, you don't stop" myth, because trust me, if Bruce had let Jason kill the Joker, if he'd "supported" his decision (not like "Yes, do it!" but at least "I understand, I see your point, I won't stop you.") Jason would've probably stopped killing after that. Or, maybe he'd have stuck to major drug dealers and lowlives involved in human trafficking and underage prostitution- maybe only the ones that had been in and out of Arkham for decades and didn't show any remorse.

Jason would have, 101%, become less violent, less murderous, and less scared. He would've healed.

(BTW I love the whole Under The Red Hood arc and I'm happy that things went the way they did because, as a fic writer, I have lots of fun with all the angst! I love it, wouldn't have it any other way. Just- you know, just saying what could've happened!)

#under the red hood #jason todd #red hood #batman #bruce wayne

[srvbryn]

heyy, I was the one that asked if you're taking requests and I'm so happy you are!!

Could I request Luke x reader, where reader stats sending him some anonymous notes (just small things to avoid being obvious) and ends up getting kinda sad when Luke is considering almost every girl in the camp except her, and the ending can be whatever you like

Hope you're comfortable with this! 🥺

Also, if you're up to make tags with anon identification can I be 🫀anon? (It's so I can find the answers to my asks faster, but it's okay if you don't want to 😊

Hope you have a nice day 👋

Luke Castellan. Secret notes

𐙚⋆.˚ Luke Castellan X f!reader (no mention of Godly parent)

Summary: "I've always admired you" He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's known as a traitor.

𐙚⋆.˚ light angst, THEY USED TO BE FRIENDS but then idk shit happened man, Luke actually like reader BUT he thought reader didn't like him so he spend time with different girls everyday to ignore his feelings lol, this shit take a whole different turn LMAOAOA

A/n: THIS ONE IS SO BAD - this writing shit block hit hard 😭😭 I barely have any ideas , I'm sorry if this one is BAD 🫀 anon 😔

“For what it's worth

I did love you

And I could have said it a thousand and one times

But I wanted nothing more than for you to hear

To understand and to represent all that it meant

And I would say it again

To make it a thousand and two I do still love you

And it sure still does sound sweet

For what it's worth

I understand you

Maybe as far as you want me to

Maybe even more, but I do

And the consequences of understanding you

I didn't know would be love

Love unabashed and irreplaceable

Love that can't be replicated

A flame that didn't need to be fanned

Because how can you understand the beauty of a rose

And leave it in the garden...”

Maybe knowing it has thorns?”

Eighteen-year-old (name) has her future all planned out - spending the time at Camp Half Blood and move out of the place; attend college near the city; spend the summer in Spain.

The second I close my eyes, the memories play, and I find myself back at the beginning.

He used to be the sweetest boy in camp, but now he's not. It was sweet how he would respond to girls smiling at him. He was kind, the type of man you would want in a relationship.

He's literally the personification of a fairytale man, the way he walks the way he talks.

He's flawless.

i. The first time I secretly gave you a note

I got some paper and wrote down my feelings for him. This is the first love letter I've ever written, and the first I've sent to Luke.

When I was finished, I went in without anyone noticing, folded the paper, inserted it through the slit, and pushed it inside.

You sigh with relief. It was dumb; seriously, a love letter? He's the most gorgeous and strongest swordsman in the camp, and the only way you can confess is through an anonymous love letter??

It was sparring time, and you really enjoyed it because you could admire Luke Castellan.

What you didn't expect to see was an Aphrodite girl batting her eyelashes so hard while staring at him. She's going to fly with that eyelash of hers, you thought to yourself.

But she has courage, and you admire her for it.

Lover girl: 0

Ms steal your man (#1) : 1

Luke Castellan was still awake that night, looking at the moon, as is his usual routine, which no one knows about.

Reading the notes he found inside his locker,

"Dear Luke, I've always admired you since the first time I saw you. - ♡"

It was short, but not meaningless, because it was the first time someone gave him something to remember.

Lover girl: +1

Ms steal your man (#1): +0

ii. 14th February - I hate you

It would've been nice if your crush noticed you. You would be lying if you said you didn't hate valentine the most.

Inside her cabin, (Name) couldn't shake the sting of loneliness on Valentine's Day.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she imagined Luke enjoying the company with other cabin girls. "Why does he always choose them over me?" she questioned, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit hallways, Luke laughed with the others, blissfully unaware of (Name)'s pain.

"Luke, why not spend some time with (Name)?" Annabeth suggested, sensing her sadness. Luke brushed it off with a casual remark, "She's fine on her own."

Back in her cabin, (Name) clenched her fists, whispering to herself, "I'm always on my own." She tried to distract herself, but every attempt failed. The distant echoes of laughter outside only intensified her solitude.

As the night deepened, (Name) heard footsteps approaching her cabin. Hope flickered, but it dimmed as she realized it wasn't Luke. A gentle knock echoed, "You okay, (Name)?"

Tears streaming down her face, she replied, "I just wanted to spend Valentine's Day with someone who actually cares."

iii. I should hate you

"You should've seen (Name)'s face," one girl giggled, recounting a previous encounter. "She's such a mess."

Deep in her heartache, (Name) wished Luke would notice her suffering. "Am I not enough?" she wondered, dealing with the harsh reality of his neglect.

The cabin's walls appeared to close in as the weight of unspoken words pressed down.

Luke's laughter echoed through the night, a stark contrast to (Name)'s silent sobs.

She craved his presence, his understanding, but he remained blissfully ignorant. "I thought I meant something to him," she murmured, wiping away tears.

iv. Thank you, Annabeth

The evening sun cast a warm glow over the tranquil lake as (Name) joined Annabeth, Percy, and Grover.

Laughter and chatter filled the air as they settled by the water's edge. Annabeth, with her piercing eyes, couldn't help but notice (Name) seemed distant.

"Hey, (Name), you've been quiet. Everything okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face. (Name) sighed, her gaze fixed on the water. "Yeah, just thinking about stuff, you know?"

Percy, ever the perceptive one, chimed in, "You can talk to us. We're like family."

Grover nodded in agreement, "Totally, (Name), we're here for you."

As they enjoyed the lakeside atmosphere, Annabeth couldn't ignore (Name)'s glances toward where Luke was chatting with another girl.

She approached (Name). "Look, (Name), it's been going on for a while now. You can't keep avoiding this. You should tell Luke how you feel instead of sulking every time he talks to someone else."

(Name) tensed, her expression guarded. "It's not that simple, Annabeth. Luke and I are practically strangers."

Annabeth crossed her arms, her voice gentle yet firm. "You're like an older sister to us, and we hate seeing you upset. If you don't tell him, you'll always wonder 'what if.' Trust me, it's better to know than to wonder."

The words lingered between them, and (Name) mulled them over as they decided to take a dip in the lake. The water was cool, and the moon reflected on its surface as they swam.

Percy splashed water at Grover, starting a playful water fight. (Name) couldn't help but smile at their antics, but her thoughts still lingered on Annabeth's advice.

As they swam back to the shore, Percy asked, "Come on, (Name), join the fun! Don't let your worries ruin the evening."

(Name) hesitated for a moment before giving in, and soon laughter echoed around the lake as they played and enjoyed each other's company.

v. Realization

Luke's curiosity got the better of him when he noticed (Name) sneaking into Hermes Cabin.

As he approached her, he had a furrowed brow and a puzzled expression on his face, and the pile of small love notes in her hands revealed the secret he had unknowingly discovered.

"(Name), what are you doing here? And what's with all these notes?" Luke said.

Her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and nervousness. "Luke, I... um, well, these notes are for you. I've been leaving them hoping you will read them"

Luke's eyes widened in realization, understanding crossing his features.

Luke said teasingly. "You're the one behind these notes? Why keep it a secret?"

Glancing everywhere but at him, you replied "you hangout with different girls everyday what makes you think I have the courage to confess?"

Luke's expression softened as he processed (Name)'s confession. The air between them thickened.

"You don't have to hide, (Name). Your notes brought joy to my days. Knowing it's you only makes them more special."

vi. The prophecy

“Luke—”

“Good-bye, Percy. There is a new Golden Age coming and you won’t be part of it.”

He slashed his sword in an arc and disappeared in a ripple of darkness.

The scorpion lunged.

I swatted it away with my hand and uncapped my sword. The thing jumped at me and I cut it in half in midair.

I was about to congratulate myself until I looked down at my hand. My palm had a huge red welt, oozing and smoking with yellow guck. The thing had gotten me after all.

My ears pounded. My vision went foggy. The water, I thought. It healed me before.

I stumbled to the creek and submerged my hand, but nothing seemed to happen. The poison was too strong. My vision was getting dark. I could barely stand up.

Sixty seconds, Luke had told me.

I had to get back to camp. If I collapsed out here, my body would be dinner for a monster. Nobody would ever know what had happened.

My legs felt like lead. My forehead was burning. I stumbled toward the camp, and the nymphs stirred from their trees.

“Help,” I croaked. “Please . . .”

Two of them took my arms, pulling me along. I remember making it to the clearing, a counselor shouting for help, a centaur blowing a conch horn.

Then everything went black.

Oh gods, "Annabeth-" (name) voice breaks the silence.

"I know (name) I know" She replied.

...

“You idiot,” Annabeth said, which is how I knew she was overjoyed to see me conscious. “You were green and turning gray when me and (name) found you. If it weren’t for Chiron’s healing . . .”

The room was quiet when Percy told them the story.

It was quiet for a long time.

“I can’t believe that Luke...” Annabeth’s voice faltered. Her expression turned angry and sad. “Yes. Yes, I can believe it. May the gods curse him.... He was never the same after his quest.”

“(name) can you believe what he just did?!” Annabeth said.

"I don't.. but seeing Percy like this oh my gods... I'm so sorry Perce"

Maybe I was dumb for not noticing you were plotting to betray us.

See you on the other side, Luke Castellan.

#🫀 anon #luke pjo #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan angst #pjo fanfic #pjo series #pjo x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy series #percabeth #grover underwood #annabeth chase

[yarrystyleeza]

The 1: You Would've Been The One (M.M)

Matt Murdock x female!reader

Religious settings (at the beginning), implied intimacy, misunderstandings, alleged cheating, things going south, sadness, break—up, exes but pining, no happy ending.

Summary: on an August rainy night, you walked by Josie's and the memories came rushing back in your head.

Word count: 1.4k!

Writer's note: this idea popped in my head when I was recalling 'the 1' lyrics and I get the first and last scenes in my head and I almost cried. This will get a second part from Matt's perspective. Not very proofread but I'm trying to fix it :')

Drop after drop, the rain sweetly bounced off your shoulders as you strolled down the street. The rain makes the sound of sizzling rice from a distance. The ground is glistening, it smells earthy despite you're walking in New York. The city always looked beautiful when it was raining. It was calm, quiet, and cozy. You'd snuggle into one of the walls and they'd embrace you warmly.

Splashing the little water puddles forming on concrete with your steps, you kept walking on the sidewalk to prevent getting water in your boots.

Your hair is damp and your skin is flushed and wet. It's not fall yet, but you loved this time of the year.

Beams of light flared through the partially fogged glass, people's warm breaths created a tepid and pleasant atmosphere.

Your eyes peer inside for an unintended glance and you see him there, sitting at one of the tables with his two friends around him.

Your heart palpitates as if you were hit by a truck and thrown on the side of the road. Broken, bleeding, crying, dead.

Why did it have to end?

Two years ago. After attending the Mass on a Sunday morning, you went to a coffee shop nearby to meet one of your friends at noon.

You sat alone for a while and waited. You called your friend and she told you she had an emergency and couldn't call you. She apologized and you hung up. You ordered coffee and waited for your order.

The bell at the door rung and it caught your ears, you glanced up from your phone and you saw him walk in. You recognized him. He always attended Sunday service, you've often seen him sitting at the last couple pews, he'd always stay after the Mass. You'd watch him kneeling, hands gathered at his forehead in a praying fist.

You've seen him crying a couple of times and you wondered what a good—looking —in the sense of kindness because you've seen it—blind man would've done that would make him snivel and tremble the way he did.

You would've never expected what he cried about. Not in a million years.

He placed his order and you saw him walk in your direction. He took a seat in front of you. It was astounding. You cleared your throat. His head shot up and he himself was astonished to find out that someone was sitting on the other side of the table.

The eleven in the morning sunlight casted upon the side of his face as he sat by the window in front of you. The beams crept into the corners of his gentle face. His eyes sparkled behind the red blinds and you later learned that they were hazelish brown.

"I'm Matt." his voice still vivid in your ears as if he just said it. His voice was gravelly but sweet. Warm. It made your stomach churn with butterflies that you died to keep from rising once again.

You often thought if he did that on purpose, if he intended on sitting in front of you the way he did, if he knew you before you knew him.

It makes you smile. He chose you. Above all. At least for once.

The next Sunday, he stopped you as you paced between the pews on your way out. He asked if he could grab some coffee with you—after learning that you too attended the Sunday service.

You sat together and talked about almost everything. He kept flashing smiles at you and you kept falling deeper. You knew he was going to be the death of you. And how you wished to die in his hands.

Where did it go wrong?

The haunting memory of his lips marking your being, worshipping every inch of your existence. The words he never stopped telling you. The 'I love you's and the 'you're mine's. The sweet flirts and the tempting ones.

You were his death and his living, you were his vigor and his redemption, you were his eyes and his hands and his being, you were his everything.

Heart, head, body and soul. He loved all of you. He wanted all of you, the same way you did.

You accept—hell, you wanted both Matt Murdock and Daredevil, you wanted the lawyer and the vigilante, you embraced both his darkness and daylight, you were in for the deep and the high, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health.

If he died you'd die with him, and if he lived you'd live for him.

So why did it all go wrong?

A year of going back and forth, bickering and talking, stitching and love-making, dating and staying in, dinners and brunches, kisses and touches. You did it all. You've never been better.

But then he decided to make it even better.

Saturday night at Josie's. You sat with him and his friends to grab some drinks and bond. Foggy and Karen walked to the island to grab refills when he grabbed your hand, slowly, gently, sensationally and adeptly.

You turned to look at him, a little taken aback by the touch—a little taken off guard. He stood off his seat and knelt to the ground. Red blinds off and his face is so red and torn by a smile, tinted with a bit of uncertainty, of fear but of excitement about the unknown, too.

Maybe he was afraid you'd reject it, or maybe he rethought it and found it was too early. You never knew.

"Will you marry me?" you look at his free hand—but it wasn't that much of free. He had a ring between his digits and his thumb, placed so close to the finger that shoots straight to your heart.

You said yes.

He promised to love and cherish you, till death do you apart.

He never lied, though. Because one night, you died, and to you—he died, too, both of you died.

The night it all went wrong.

He told you he had a mission later that night, but when he returned—he didn't have his red suit on. He wore a tuxedo, instead. You imagined this was how he'd look on your wedding day.

He'd wait for you at the end of the aisle next to Father Lantom as your father escorts you to your spot, your white dress makes you look like an angel—no, you were an angel, that's what he always told you.

You'd look onto both sides, both families are present, all smiling and happy. Your mother is crying—but she's happy, too, she's always wanted to see you in white and this is your day.

You look back straight. Matt is grinning, his bowtie is a little crooked to the side but his hair was combed perfectly. Foggy and Karen are standing on each side along with your other friends—your bridemaids and groomsmen.

Both of you recite your vows perfectly, almost knowing them by heart. You're now a husband and a wife. Even death would never do you apart.

Until you saw the red lipstick print on the white collar of his dress shirt.

Both your brain and heart shattered, you almost heard glass breaking. Maybe it was the glass of water you had once carried in your hand when you walked out of the kitchen to meet him at the hallway.

That's when you really noticed the other details. His loosened bowtie. His wrinkled collar. And the reddened nail marks on the skin of his neck.

Your stomach sunk. The cold crept up your fingertips to fill your body. Your eyes remained fixed on him. Did he thought you wouldn't notice?

You were terrified to ask how he got to look like that. Not from him, Matt never scared you, he was always gentle and kind—but from the things he might have done to get to this point.

There was another woman.

The next events were a blur. Your ears were clogged, you were crying, you threw the ring in his face, you barely put any proper clothes on, you walked away and out of his life.

It was raining. Just like tonight.

And if my wishes came true

It would've been you

You sob. The heavy dew showers you—hiding your tears, to console you, to let you know that you're not the only one crying tonight—the sky is crying, too.

You felt heavy. Head and heart, and clothes. It felt cold to think of it all.

You hug yourself tighter. You glance back for the last time. You walk yourself home.

But it would've been fun

If you would've been the one

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[estjbeaver]

𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔

[Bakugou Katsuki]

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Warning! NewYears sex. Raw sex. Fluffy sex. Hotel sex. Sex.

New Years. Forgetting about the past. Eyeing for the future. Resolutions. Motvations. Expectations. And all that crap.

But old habits are hard to forget.

"Katsuki, they'll be starting the countdown soon," you breathed while jogging after the restless boy. His hand gripped tightly around your wrist as he pulled you to wherever.

Up some stairs you went, the noise of the party fading more and more. When you finally slowed down you aimed to scold your boyfriend for being so secretive.

Then you saw it.

An enchanting view of the party below. More so, the twinkling city in the distance. The party venue was located somewhere up a hillside, boldening the sighting before you.

It had you stunned. You looked at Katsuki, who was already staring at you with wonder glistering in his eyes. He took your hand, gently, and guided you to the railing. Together, you admired the last counting seconds of 2022.

You leaned with your head against his chest. His chin rested on your head. You felt same, comforted, and admired.

"Katsuki?" You asked he hummed in response. "What plans do you have for the year?"

He sighed, "Don't piss me off by talking about shit like that." His voice was low but lacked hostility. His arms folded tighter around you as he thought of his true intentions for the year.

You smiled and took a deep, refreshing breath. The timer hit ten seconds until midnight. You might've been imagining it, but you felt Katsuki's heart quickening in pace.

10... 9... 8

"It doesn't matter what happens this year," he crested your arm.

7... 6... 5...

"Because whatever happens to me, you'll be there." You turned around to look him in the eyes. The sensation of vulnerability boiled within you. You could see how much you meant to him. You could see how much he cared for you.

3...

"And I shall be there this year, next year, the year after," you kissed his hands. "You will always have me by your side, Katsuki." He felt a lump in his throat, looking at you as you spoke.

2...

"Fuck, I love you."

"And I love you."

1... Happy New Years!

Perhaps if you were prioritizing the countdown, you would've called out as well. But in that moment, all your attention and love was focused on the man standing before you.

Syncing with the exploding of shimmering fireworks, he connected his lips with yours. Soft and gentle. You twisted your hands into his hair, and he somehow pulled you closer to him.

The fireworks illuminated your silhouettes. The kiss got passionate the more each of you remembered how much you truly loved the other.

Air got scares as you breathlessly continued to kiss each other. His hands started wandering and so did yours. His lips missed yours and aimed for your chin, jaw, neck... everywhere where he could mark you as his and his alone.

From the sighting area to the hotel bedroom, you traveled. Where you were carried in his arms, you were now sitting within his lap; nude.

Again, he whispered sweet affirmations.

He lifted you up by your thighs and positioned you above his hardened dick. before the tension shifted, you pecked the tip of his nose, the lowered yourself onto him.

Bouncing, grinding, and fucking you senselessly on his cock. Passion suffocated both of you and left you intoxicated.

Wet noises echoed in the room with each movement. groaning, moaning and calling out each other's names. He held you close. You hugged him tightly.

"Fuck," you gasped when a hand sneakily started rubbing your clit. Your pace was starting to get sloppier and sloppier, missing beats and chasing a whole other rythm.

He didn't care, though. he didn't care one bit. You could just look at him and he'd cream himself. Having your cunt squeze the shti out o his cock and dripping the slickness he created, eagered him towards his climax.

Because of your stimulated clit you were first to cum, moaning and crying out his name. You pushed through, riding out your orgasm and overstimulating yourself, until Katsuki shot his seed deep inside of you.

You could never and most likely never will get used to the indescribable sensation of being fucking by Katsuki. With each round and each intimate moment, you fall deeper and deeper in love.

You pecked the tip of his nose, still hugging his dick with your walls. "Happy New Years, Katsuki."

"Yeah, yeah," he flipped you over so that your back laid softly on the bed. "Happy New Years." Then, he fucked you some more.

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The soft silk of his dress shirt brushed against your bare chest as he keened eagerly into you, his cock pistoning in and out of your heat. Hanging down from his neck was the diamond-encrusted chain you had gotten him, the perfect length to tug on. Your fingers wrapped around the metal and went to tug him down so his face was flush with your own.

A scandalised moan left his mouth as you kissed him, dragging your tongue against his own. His hands grasped your shoulders as his hips stuttered, his manicured nails seared crescent marks into your skin.

"Come on baby boy, don't I deserve to be fucked better than this?" You pulled back from him, a snide grin on your face as you looked up to his glistening eyes. His mouth dropped open as his hips crashed against your skin.

"I'm trying... please just give me one more chance." His voice came out as a whimper as he went impossibly faster, finally hitting that spot inside you that had you screaming out in pleasure.

You would've never thought that five weeks ago you'd have such a dedicated sugar baby, you never thought you'd have a sugar baby at all. After the success of your company, you had more money than what you knew to do with it. Lavish vacations, penthouses in a variety of famous cities, the best chefs and housemaids and yet you still had more.

It was your friend that got you into the whole sugar business, she had come over with her own sugar baby. Seeing how happy she was made you feel... like you were missing something. That's when you decided to sign up for a sort of online dating app, one made for this particular reason.

It was... hard to find anyone to match with initially. Once you started talking to a sugar baby they would ghost you after a day. Just as you were about to give up you met... him. Alexander.

He was nothing short of perfect. He liked everything you liked, he lived nearby so you wouldn't have to go out of your way to see him, he even had a pretty stable circumstance. In a bit of an orthodox way, you had asked him why he was a sugar baby if he was doing so well.

"I'm not so sure, are you already tired baby?" His eyes snapped to yours as he shook his head vehemently. His babbles came out more distorted as his hands slid down to your hips. He pulled you closer to him, tucking his head into your neck as he continued his ruthless pace. You expected nothing less of him, after all, he had been such a good boy for you up until now.

"I can keep going, anything you want, I promise. I'd do anything." He whined out as his lips pressed open mouthed kisses on your skin. Your hold on him tightened as you felt yourself cum, the wave of pleasure washed over you unexpectedly. With a cry you pulled him impossibly closer as he bit down on your neck. With a few more weak thrusts he pulled out of you and watched the sticky cum leak from your pussy.

He seemed fixated on it almost as you finally rested your body on the plush covers of your bed. His hands gently traced over your skin, trailing over your stomach and then to your cheek as he rested next to you.

"Thank you, thank you for letting me feel you... for letting me make you feel good." A hum left your mouth as you wrapped his hands around him. In the morning he would be gone and you would be alone again but for now he was here with you. Your eyes slid shut as he whispered sweet nothings into your ears, his body tantalisingly close.

"I promise, you and I will be together..." His voice faded out as you finally drifted off into sleep. As you did he found himself looking down at your peaceful face, a youthful flush on your cheeks from the previous activity. He smiled, softly at first, as he let his fingers graze against your skin.

It had taken him this long to track you down. Nothing was too debased, nothing would stop him from following you to the ends of the earth. So long as you thought you were in charge he would pretend to be a 'sugar baby', pretend to lavish in your hard-earned money. Until he was able to separate you from the rest of the world he would be satisfied with this farce. But when he got what he wanted... he would never leave your side. He would be a faithful dog, protect you from everyone else so you could only rely on him.

He'd be your everything and you... you would be his goddess.

#sub yandere #sub male #dom reader #fem reader #drabble #love for anon #yandere male #yandere x reader #ask

[bunnypeew]

The king of hell sweetheart- Lucifer x Gn!reader

okay so today I'm pretty creative so I'm writing another short or perhaps long fic we'll see how things go but for now, enjoy the story~

warnings: creep being a creep lmao, a little bit of violence

It had been a while since Y/n and Lucifer became a thing, and it was no secret either, everyone at the hotel knew of the two lovebirds especially Charlie who was very happy her father finally found someone after the sad years he had spent alone.

So that was that they spent most of their days out on dates or doing god knows what, but today in particular Lucifer was busy with a meeting with the sins or something like that. so Y/n was spending their time doing errands for the hotel. In particular today they had to go outside to get some stuff that Charlie told them to so they did. They had to go far into the deeper parts of Pentagram City. Since they were quite new to hell, they were unfamiliar with those parts of the city. They were pretty scared of what would happen if they went alone because so far they always left the hotel accompanied by Lucifer, the king of hell himself, and they were pretty sure that at least some people in Pentagram City knew who they were and that scared them.

Nonetheless, they went anyway to get the errands done. It was quite a long way to walk since they didn't have a car, of course, they weren't one to complain or to refuse a nice walk, as nice as hell could get, so they did just that.

As they arrived at the place they had to go to and do their errands they were ready to leave until someone stopped them in a quite weird and violent way so to say

''hey doll, you looking to have some fun?~,,

this rather tall demon grabbed their wrist and spoke in a low and husky voice the sentence, he was definitely drunk or perhaps under the influence of something. Y/n tried to free their wrist from the grasp of the guy in front of them, without trying to look mad

''em no thank you I'd rather not, I'm actually pretty busy I have to get back to my house-,,

they said almost in a whisper since they were terrified of what this guy might have done to them, still, they were trying their best not to look scared

''oh come now sweet I don't bite now, do I? It will take just a little bit,,

the situation was getting heated as this guy was almost grinding on them at this point, with disgust in their face they tried again to get free from the creep's grasp. They suddenly remember that Lucifer had given them this gift in case of needed teleportation or simply to have a word, it was a thin bracelet around their wrist with a little duck charm hanging from it, a little thug on said charm and he would've been alerted that they needed something. Sadly the bracelet was under the grasp of the creep so they couldn't really do much but try to tag away from him with all the force they had, and that they did, making them fall backwards and hit their butt on the concrete floor but giving them enough time to pull the charm. As soon as that happened a magical golden portal appeared in front of them letting out a rather concerned Lucifer.

''My darling what is the matter? why are you on the floor?,,

he said soon after turning around to face them, trying to give them a hand he noticed the look of pure fear on their face and looked very confused at first until the creep, now behind Lucifer, spoke

''Oh so you are the devil sweetheart, quite convenient ain't it?,,

he says with a smirk on his face and a knife in his hand, looking very threatening towards Lucifer. Said Fallen Angel wasn't scared one bit

''you know who I am and you still threaten me, that's really interesting,,

Lucifer then simply snaps his fingers and the creep turns to stone right away, just like that. He gets close to the now stone creep and pushes him slightly for him to fall to the ground and shatter completely. Y/n had a hand over their mouth and looked in shock at everything that happened only to then see Lucifer bend down in front of them with a sweet look in his eyes and a hand on their cheek

''everything is okay my sweetheart, let's get you back to the Hotel okay?,,

they slightly nod, taking his hand to get back on their feet, Lucifer then plants a kiss on their forehead, pressing his forehead to theirs soon after, seeing that they were still a bit shocked

''you are safe now,,

he says now placing a kiss on their lips and picking them up to then teleport the both of them to the hotel, they were now safe and sound

a/n: soooooo this was actually quite a long one huh? I love Lucifer as much as I love Alastor so it was really nice to get to write him as well :3c

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #hazbin hotel fanfiction #taking requests #writing

[oizysian]

IX. PRETENDING TO BE HUMAN

All Eyes on Me masterlist

Word count: 1.8k

•

Two weeks came and went and it was finally the day of the Hattie Harmony book tour in New York City.

I nervously paced in my apartment, my anxiety kicking in full force at the thought of not only being around Lizzie again, this time without Brie, but being around strangers and out of my element.

I took a deep breath and checked my phone again for the hundredth time. It was nearly time for me to leave and I couldn't help but think of all the things that could go wrong.

I unlocked my phone and went to my messages, texting Claire that I was chickening out. My phone rang almost instantly and I hesitated a moment before answering.

"Do not chicken out!"

"I'm freaking out. The first time was okay 'cos I was with Brie, but now I'll be on my own."

"And you'll be fine. I know you don't go out much because of your anxiety, but you need to do this. You'll regret it if you don't go."

"I know, you're right. I'll hate myself if I stay home instead of being there for Lizzie's big day."

"See? Do you wanna let your wife down? No, so get yourself ready and get down to that book tour."

"Okay, mom." I laughed, saying my goodbyes to my best friend and finally getting myself ready to go out.

It took me no more than ten minutes to get ready and call an Uber to take me into the city. I was beyond nervous - hell, I was damn scared, but I had to play it cool. I had to pretend that I was a normal human with no issues going out and functioning around other human beings.

The crowd in front of the bookstore was insane, and I realized most of them were decked out in Scarlet Witch gear. I smiled to myself, hanging back as everyone piled into the store. She had loyal fans, that was for sure.

I fixed my hat and walked in, making sure I had enough standing room in the back to be comfortable. Most people were scrunched up in the front, sitting in front of a few chairs that were placed at the head of the room.

There were some young children there, but it was mostly teenagers or older people like myself. She wrote a children's book for adults by the look of the room.

When Elizabeth and Robbie entered the room with their copies of Hattie Harmony, the crowd erupted into applause, and I could see her smiling and waving at everyone from where I was hiding out.

They took their seats and I watched as she scanned the room, looking for something, or someone.

Our gazes finally met and I could see her beautiful green eyes light up with happiness as she gave me a little wave. I smiled and waved back, and she began reading the book to the crowd.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she read. She looked so happy sitting there with Robbie, both of them taking turns reading the book they wrote together.

It was at that moment I knew I had absolutely no chance. She would never feel for me the way she does him. They had a book together, a life, a home, and I was just a streamer. I was nobody. And I always would be a nobody.

I heard whispering beside me and I turned to look. A young boy was talking to his mother, looking up at me with big, bright eyes. I smiled at him and he pulled on her sleeve excitedly.

"That's Y/N!" His whisper came out a bit louder than his mother would've liked.

I nearly blanched at his words, realizing that I had just been recognized. In public. I looked from him to Lizzie, who was still reading to the children sitting in the front row. His mother turned to me and gave me an apologetic look and I just smiled at her silently. This was Lizzie's moment, not mine.

A few kids around us had heard the little boy and were looking around for me. I nervously inched towards the door, not exactly ready to flee, but definitely needing some space from all of the young people about to recognize me.

I met the eyes of a few people and I brought my finger up to my lips, then pointed at Lizzie. They nodded and smiled, returning their attention to the woman of the hour.

I let out a sigh of relief as the attention was finally off me and back on the couple at the front of the room. This was the first time I had ever been noticed while I was out, which is probably because I didn't get out much. I also forgot to take into consideration that I had just been photographed with Lizzie not long ago, so people were bound to recognize me.

They finished the book and everyone applauded, and they started setting up tables so they could give out autographs. I got in line, grabbing a copy of the book as I waited. I didn't particularly want Robbie's autograph, but I knew Lizzie would get a kick out of me asking for one.

When I finally got up to the front, I handed her the book and she looked up at me briefly before doing a double take and smiling brightly at the sight of me.

"You came." She said as she happily signed my book, passing it over to Robbie and letting him sign it as well.

"I promised."

"Here you go." Robbie handed back my book, smiling at me.

I smiled back, a hint of guilt creeping up from the pit of my stomach as I looked at him.

"Can you hang around after the signing?" She asked and I nodded.

"I'll be back by the manga."

"What's manga?" She asked, her head tilting in confusion.

"It's cartoons on paper. You'll find me."

I smiled at her and walked off, letting her finish her event and browsed through the store. After about five minutes of wandering around, I found the manga section and waited, mindlessly poking at the books on the shelves.

"Excuse me." A voice said from behind me.

I turned around and saw a girl, probably in her late teens, standing with Lizzie's book in her hand ... and my hat on her head.

"Can you sign my hat? You're a huge inspiration to me and I just love you and Lizzie together."

I blushed a fierce, deep red at her words, taking her pen and her hat and signing it wordlessly.

"Thank you! You guys make a really cute couple. Bye!"

She waved and walked off and I stood there dumbly, unable to comprehend what just happened. Did that actually just happen? Do people actually ship us together?

"Hey!" A voice called out to me and I turned around, seeing Lizzie and Robbie approaching me.

"H-hey." I stuttered out.

She gave me a look and furrowed her brow at the look of me.

"You okay? You're all flushed."

"Yeah, I just ... a girl asked for my autograph. It took me by surprise."

"Aw, that's sweet! Have you ever given one before?"

"No, this was my first time."

"That's amazing! I'm so happy for you!"

She closed the distance between us and hugged me, squeezing me tight. I wrapped my arms around her after a second of hesitation and took in the moment. This would be the extent of our intimate moments; hugs and cuddles. No, no more cuddles. Those are dangerous. Just hugs.

She pulled away and took hold of my hands, bouncing ever so slightly in excitement.

"Do you have plans? You can come to dinner with us!"

"N-no, I really couldn't." I couldn't tell her that I felt horribly awkward around her and her husband.

"Please join us," Robbie cut in. "I'd love to know more about the woman Lizzie can't stop raving about."

She gave his arm a light smack, her face turning a slight pink at his words.

"How could I say no after hearing that?" I teased her and she covered her face with her hands.

"I just told him about all the fun we had." Her voice came out muffled.

"You wouldn't even know Brie was there from how she was telling it."

"Robbie, shut up."

She was red as a tomato now and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm glad you had such a good time with me - I mean us." I smirked at her and it was my turn to get a smack.

"Don't start. I had a good time with both of you."

I smiled widely like a happy fool and followed them out of the bookstore, letting them lead on to wherever they planned on having dinner.

•

They picked a fancy Italian restaurant which I had never been to before, and they ordered wine - which I declined. I wasn't about to say or do something I would regret in front of Robbie.

Lizzie and Robbie sat next to each other and I sat across from them, eating contently. Suddenly, I felt something touch my leg and I peeked up at Lizzie. Her head was down, looking towards her food, but I noticed a shift in her eyes and saw that she was looking at me from under her eyelashes.

I nudged the thing that touched me and it nudged back. I held in a laugh as I realized Lizzie was kicking me under the table.

She let out a giggle and Robbie gave her a strange look before switching his gaze over to me. I tried to keep a straight face, but I couldn't. Her giggles were infectious and I joined in, both of us laughing at the fact that we were acting like children, having a good time.

"Am I missing something?" He asked, chuckling slightly himself at the sight of us.

"Lizzie kicked me." I said as she kicked my shin. "Ow!" I laughed. "You meanie."

"I'm sorry," she said, completely unapologetic. "I didn't realize you were such a softy."

"I'm very sensitive."

"Sensitive, my ass. You kicked me back, remember?"

"Only 'cos you didn't stop."

"Children, do you both need a time out?" Robbie said and we both laughed again, fully enjoying our time together.

Even being with Robbie wasn't all that bad. He seemed like a nice guy and he made Lizzie happy so I had no reason to dislike him other than the fact that he was married to her.

As the night ended, they dropped me back off at my apartment, Lizzie getting out with me to hug me.

"We still need to get that pumpkin ice cream."

I made a face.

"I was hoping you'd forget."

"No way. And I still have your sweater."

"That's true. Okay, name the time and place."

"How about I pick you up? I'll text you the time, okay?"

"Okay. Bye Lizzie. Bye Robbie." I waved at him through the window and gave Lizzie one more smile before turning and heading inside.

I watched from the window as she got back in the car and they drove away, and I let out a deep breath. I was exhausted. Pretending to be a human really took a lot out of me.

•

@oh-thats-cute @marvelwomen-simp @dorabledewdroop @scarlie-johalsen-blog

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[n0vabug]

Insomnia

So the readers mom gets like sick and put into the hospital and the reader finds out, but doesn't tell sam because she didn't want sam to worry, so she snuck off everyday to the hospital to visit her, She developed depression and really bad anxiety and insomnia and sam finds out. Sorry if it's not good, I forgot about this and then came back to it and rushed the end so yeah 👍.

This contains: mentions of depression, anxiety, insomnia, angst, a little fluff (I would've wrote more but I needed to post smth 😭😭), and other stuff like this. If this or anything else makes you uncomfortable, I recommend that you do NOT read this. Words: 1757

THIRD PERSON POV

Sam, Y/n, Mindy, Chad, and Tara, have all moved to NY six months ago after the ghostface attacks. Y/n's mom lived in New York and Y/n was always close with her mom, her mom made her feel loved and always put her first, when Y/n first told her mom about dating sam, her mom was very supportive and loved sam like she loved Y/n. When Y/n told her mom that they were moving to NY, her mom was very happy. Her mom lived in Brooklyn while Y/n and Sam lived in the city so they lived about 30 minutes away from each other. After 2 months of living in NY, Y/n's mom got really sick and put into the hospital, she eventually fell into a coma. Y/n's dad left her and her mom when she was 2 so they had no contact with him, so Y/n was the only person the hospital called when she got put there, since they had no other family, her mom's parents died and her sister lived in another country and has no contact with them. Y/n snuck off to the hospital every day to visit her mom, she hasn't slept in 4 months and hasn't been the same. Anika quickly became best friends with Y/n, so when she wasn't with Mindy, she was with Y/n. Sam and Anika have noticed but Y/n just lies and says she is fine.

Y/N'S POV

It was 1pm, which was the usual time that I went to visit my mother in the hospital, I told sam that I had to go to my job, praying she wouldn't find any of this out. The insomnia, the depression, the anxiety, the pills, everything else, all of it, if she found out, she would be pissed that I've been lying to her.

"Bye sam, I have to go to work."

"Yep, I know, bye." She came over to me and tried to hug me before I left, but I flinched when she put her arms out, causing her to not hug me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great, love you, bye."

"Love you too..." was the last thing I heard before walking out the door and to my car.

SAM'S POV

Y/n has been acting really weird lately, she usually loves physical touch but she flinches every time I try to hug her, she hates only saying "love you" because she says "it has less meaning if you don't put the I in front of it" but she hasn't said "I love you" in who knows how long, she stares off into space all the time, and her eyes, they look exhausted. She goes to her job everyday at 12:30 pm, she doesn't tell me where she works and she shows up very late every night. Anika was the only one to seem who noticed. Anika was thankfully at our dorm so I could tell her what happened this time, Chad, Ethan, Tara, Anika, and Quinn all had a small hangout. I walked up to Anika to pull her aside for a second.

"Hey can I talk to you for a second?" I asked

"Yeah, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's just something important I have to talk to you about." I said before walking into my room with her following behind.

"She's being weird again." I told her

"What happened this time?" She asked me, we always told each other if she was acting weird, we asked her if she was okay, but she always said yes, we both doubted it though.

"She said 'love you' again and flinched when I tried to hu g her."

"Ask her about it Sam, and this time don't just ask if she's okay, because she obviously isn't, tell her that she can trust you, and she can tell you anything, but if she doesn't say anything just give her time, she'll open up about it soon."

"I can try, if I see her tonight, thanks Anika, you can go back to Mindy now."

One secret I knew about Y/n was that even though she was 25, she still kept a notebook that she wrote in like a diary, like a 13 year old. I knew I shouldn't have, but I wanted to figure out what was going on, so I looked in the place she hid it, and grabbed it, I opened it and started reading.

June 2022

One of my mom's friends went over to her house today, they found her passed out on the floor, she called an ambulance and they took her in, she was put in a coma, I don't know how to feel, but I told sam I got a job, and left today to visit her at the hospital, she was cold, lifeless, seeing her like this hurt me, I couldn't tell sam, I didn't want her to worry about me, plus it'll ll probably be fine soon.

September 2022

It's been 3 months, she's not awake, I've had little to no sleep during this time, I developed depression and worse anxiety problems, I sneak to the hospital everyday at 1pm still claiming I'm going to work. I think Sam and Anika have started to notice, they ask me a lot if I'm okay. Every time Sam touches me, I think of my mom when I was little, I know it's a weird comparison but idk it's just how I feel, I miss it, but I just don't want a reminder of what's been going on.

October 2022 I've suffered from insomnia for 4 months now, all because in my restless dreams, I see her face, her pale lifeless body, laying there. It's all getting worse, I still haven't told sam, I don't want her to worry.

Y/N'S POV

I walked into the room my mom was in, again, like I have for the last four months. I'm staring at her cold lifeless body, every time I see her my heart just shatters, seeing her like this everyday, asking myself if it will ever just get better.

Before all of this happened, I loved physical touch, when sam's warm soft hands would intertwine with my fingers, or wrap around my waist. I loved it. I miss it, but every time she touches me, I think of my mom. When sam puts her hands on my shoulders it makes me think of a game me and my mom played where I would hide and when she found me she would be secretive and put her hands on my shoulders to scare me. When sam hugs me I think of how I would run into my mom's arms everyday she picked me up from school. When sam kisses me on the forehead or cheek, I think of my mom kissing my forehead or cheek when saying goodnight. It is a weird comparison but of course my mom did it out of love, but family type of love, while sam does it out of romantic love, but her touch just reminds me of my mom when I was a kid. I understand it sounds weird, but idk.

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I get back to the apartment, thinking it would be a normal day, but the second I saw sam, I was interrogated with many questions. 

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Is she okay?"

"Are you okay, well I know the answer to that, but you should've told me, I worry more now that you didn't tell me about this."

I looked at her confused, why would she know any of this, I couldn't think why she would know, until she held up the diary, I know I'm 25 and it's stupid but it's a nice way to get my feelings out.

"I uh, I don't know, I'm sorry, I should've told you sooner." Tears brimmed at my eyelids, I tried to hold them back but I couldn't, I stared at sam for a moment until the warm tears trickled down my cheeks and wouldn't stop. She gave me a concerning look, but didn't hug me because she knew about the touch thing. I walked up to her, wrapped my arms around her, and tightly gripped onto her shirt. She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed my back, she put her other hand on my head until she picked me up, my legs wrapped around her waist and face buried in the crook of her neck.

We sat there for a few minutes until I calmed down.

"Listen, you know you can tell me anything right? It hurts me to see you in this state, I can see you have barely slept, I've noticed the anxiety and everything else. You can talk to me whenever, if you want to talk to me about this, I'm willing to listen whenever you're ready and whenever you want to talk. I love you." Is what she said before kissing my forehead.

"Thank you, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you before, I just couldn't, but you know now so I'll tell you more about it later, I'm still not exactly ready. I love you sam."

She looked at me and smiled, she then passionately kissed me, and ofc not being able to resist, I kissed her back. I love her.

A/N Sorry about the end, I kind of forgot about this and needed to quickly finish it 😭😭😭, anyways it's almost summer and i'm really excited, except for the fact that I have to leave my friends which makes me very sad, I wished for it to be summer and now it almost is and I regret it because I might not see some of my best friends ever again ☹️☹️. Anyways I hope you liked this chapter.

UPDATE: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS GOING ON THROUGH MY HEAD WHEN I WROTE THIS, IM NGL I HATE IT, BUT IT HAD THE SECOND HIGHEST AMOUNT OF VOTES ON WATTPAD 😭😭. ALSO FUCK THE AUTHORS NOTE, ITS ALMOST SCHOOL, AND IM NOT FUCKING EXCITED, IT WAS ONLY ONE FRIEND I WAS LEAVING BRO, AND I STILL TALK TO HER, BUT WTF WAS GOING THROUGH MY MIND WHILE WRITING THIS, I MEAN ITS WHATEVER IG. BTW THIS AND SICK WERE ALSO FROM MAY.

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[linawritestwst]

Hey, Lina!! I hope you don't mind me making a request! How about hcs for Rollo with a reader who really enjoys the city of flowers and often visits? Yk like dates at local shops and stuff! (imagine rollo seeing soccer mom jill while on a date with the reader omg /j)

Thank you and I hope you have fun with this request! <3

rollo x reader who often visits the city of flowers (gn!reader)

of course, i don't mind you making a request!! especially a rollo-related one, hehe <3

this was so fun to write, thank you sm for requesting! i've been giggling and kicking my feet the entire time, haha. it would've been even more fun if tumblr saved my writing after the power went out, but oh well.

♡ when you had to go back to nrc, rollo knew that he will.. uh, miss you, if it's okay for him to say that. you were the only nrc student who knew everything about his actions, but still thought that he's a good person who deserves to be forgiven. you were still kind to him and when you had to leave, you even hugged him and waved him goodbye as you walked away with other students who looked at you like you just killed someone in front of them. like, how could he not miss you after this? but he knew that after everything that happened during the festival, there was a very low chance of you ever coming back to the city of flowers.

♡ .. so why exactly are you here again? no, of course, you coming back is a very nice surprise, but still.. why? rollo couldn't believe his eyes when he saw you and he needed a moment to process this. is this really you? maybe he just misses you so much that he literally sees you everywhere now? okay, if this really is you, you probably came back because of something school-related. maybe there's an event of some kind? but rollo thought that nrc students don't want to do anything with nbc students now.. wait, you came back because you liked this city a lot and wanted to see it again? that's understandable and he's very happy to hear that. he'll gladly show you all the places you haven't seen when you came here last time- if you're comfortable with that, of course. he doesn't know if you're okay with his company..

♡ you suddenly take both of his hands and smile at him while saying that you would love that. his hands were so cold before you did that and now they feel much warmer. however, you wanting to see the city of flowers again is not the main reason why you're here.. rollo asks what you mean by that. w-wait, you're here because "you missed him so much, you just had to come back"? you?? missed him?? huh?? great, he's even more confused now. ah, you probably mean it in a more "friendly" way, right? like maybe you just think that you and rollo could be friends or something like that? he stands there with his usual face expression all this time, but you can still notice his cheeks becoming a little more pink and him looking a bit lost. hehe, he's so adorable~

♡ but he keeps his promise and he does agree to show you the city of flowers once again. and even though you're not a couple (yet), whenever you're with rollo, it still feels like a date. he's just always so unintentionally romantic and it doesn't matter that he looks like a more cold type of person on the outside. of course, you take a chance to flirt with him every time he says something that can be taken in a more romantic way. his reactions depend on his mood, honestly. he either genuinely doesn't get it and stands there while going "???" or his face becomes more red and he tries his best to stay calm, but you know that you've successfully managed to fluster him. you love all his reactions though, they're equally cute.

♡ and again, even though you are not dating, literally everyone else thinks that you and rollo are in love with each other. every time someone sees you, even if it's just you and rollo walking around or buying something, people are like: "oh, you two are such a lovely young couple!!" rollo explains that you're just a friend who likes to come to this city often, but you can still hear him stuttering a bit and sounding not as calm as he wants to be. you love to go "but i thought we had something together :'(" and "come on, honey, we literally went on a date yesterday!" to make things even harder for him. you are going to kill him, y/n. and the worst thing about this is that he's trying so hard to make sure people know it's just a joke, but he's also going insane because "wait, did they just call me "honey""?

♡ every time rollo hears something about you visiting soon, he tries really hard to hide it, but everyone can see how excited he really is. it's hard for him to focus on other things, like his student council president's work, and he gets distracted more easily. other students don't even ask him anything anymore, they just know that it's something related to you. and yes, almost all nbc students think you two are dating. it's not like they're judging though, they're actually very happy for their president and think you two look very cute together. but when other student council members ask rollo if he needs some dating advice, he's not happy about it.

♡ when you can't visit him and you spend a long time not seeing each other, you still make sure to stay connected. rollo sends you letters and gifts and they're always so cute and thoughtful, they remind you of him every time you see them. you can also feel how shy he really is about all of this, when you read his letters, it's obvious he thinks he's being annoying or "too much". you encourage him to be more affectionate though, you love that side of him. whenever nrc students ask about the letters and the gifts, you proudly say that they're from your boyfriend. oh? they want to know more about him? it's a secret <3 if they say anything bad about him you will literally kill them

♡ when you and rollo finally start dating, you two can finally be more open and honest with each other, but.. other people think nothing has changed between you and him?? when you say that you two are dating now, everyone just goes "um, yeah, we already knew that". like, for example, you really do love the city of flowers, but rollo is still the main reason why you kept coming back. and if rollo knew that you're going to visit, he literally couldn't stop thinking about you. also, even if you couldn't see each other for a week or two, you and rollo felt like you're not gonna see each other ever again. you two really were dating all this time, you just didn't know about it. 

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst headcanons #twst x reader #rollo flamm #rollo flamm x reader #rollo flamme #rollo flamme x reader

[creedslove]

omg, could you write something about javi leaving you in laredo, like you were high school sweethearts of something like that, then he left to colombia, but a few years later he returns and his pops asks him to go to a wedding with him and it’s YOUR wedding?! 😭

Javier Peña x f!reader

A/N: omg I love this idea my darling!!!

• you didn't know exactly why you loved Javier so much, perhaps it was because he seemed to be the real deal: deadly handsome, sweet, caring, lovely, flirty and well it didn't even bother you the fame he had of being a womanizer

• you were so in love with him, you couldn't even believe how lucky you were to have Javi all for yourself and you knew things were getting more and more serious, it would be just a matter of time until you two got married

• or so you thought, so when Javi came to you and broke the news he was going to Colombia; you didn't worry about it at all, you were sure he would just ask you to take with him and you two would continue living your love story

• so when he told you he was going alone, your heart shattered; you couldn't believe he did this to you, you loved Javi and he told you he loved you too, but you couldn't go, he wanted to be free there, he knew it was going to be a dangerous task and he couldn't risk your well being

• you weren't buying his excuse, you loved Javier and you felt so heartbroken to know he had left you behind as if you meant nothing to him, convinced that he meant much more to you than you did to him

• so you had to pick up the pieces of your broken shattered heart and get back to your old life, the one you had no Javier

• it was very difficult in the first few days, weeks and months, but when all that turned into years, the pain went away, though the burning feeling of humiliation still cut you like a knife at times, whenever you stopped to think about it

• Javi spent his years in Colombia chasing down drug lords, drinking, smoking and whoring but just like everything in life, it came to an end and he went back to Laredo

• while he was in his hometown, Javi had to deal with the boring fact that everyone saw him a local hero and requested his presence in all the city events, so there wasn't a weekend Chucho would let him just smoking on the couch before driving to bar and get waisted, instead, he dragged Javi to weddings, birthdays, quinceñeras, baptisms and any other excuse people from town found to celebrate

• at first it was kinda fun but it got old pretty quick and suddenly he wasn't in the mood for it any longer but when Chucho told him it was your wedding, he couldn't say no

• he should have said no, but he couldn't miss the opportunity of seeing you again one more time

• he very often thought of you, lonely nights caused him to wonder how you were doing and how things would've been like if you two had stayed together

• sometimes, he would even allow himself to have a deep secret fantasy about you having waited for him

• but you were too good and beautiful for that, and now he would watch you dressed as a bride walking down the aisle for another man

• he sat down in church and watched around nervously, feeling tense and his mouth going dry the moment you walked down the aisle

• you were gorgeous, breathtakingly beautiful in that dress, he looked at your future husband and rolled his eyes, that man wasn't worthy of you

• but then neither was Javi because he had broken your heart by being an asshole

• and his punishment was to watch as you were about to start your life with someone else and hopefully be happy with him, that was what Javi wished you at least, a lifetime of happiness, even if he wasn't the one to give you that

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#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal headcanon #pedro pascal headcanons #javier peña #javier peña x reader #javier peña x you #javier peña x y/n #javier peña fanfic #javier peña fanfiction #javier peña headcanon #javier peña headcanons

[biblio-smia]

scrapes and bruises [ethan landry x reader]

masterlist | requests are open!

spiderman!ethan landry bc how could i resist!!

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soft yellow lights and a slow, steady stream of music filled the restaurant, warm ambiance that would've been romantic if you weren't alone.

couples filed in and out of the restaurant, bitter resentment towards the happy strangers filling your throat. one of the air conditioning units sent cold air blasting right above you, making you shiver. you'd forgotten a jacket in your rush out the door.

the meal in front of you went cold and the staff were starting to give you looks. pity mixed with frustration, you thought, so you asked for a to-go box and left.

don't be the first one to show up to a date, even if you're "late."

the words from your friend, who had much more dating experience than you, rang through your mind. you wished you'd listened as your arms crossed in an attempt to shield yourself from the cold night breeze.

you would admit that you were distracted on the walk back to your apartment, thoughts about the night and the boy who failed to show up occupying your thoughts, rendering you unaware of your surroundings as you walked by an empty alleyway.

"what're you doing out all alone?"

you jumped out of your skin at the voice, stifling a scream as you turned and met the upside-down face mask of spider-man.

you placed a hand over a chest as you breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar figure, hanging from a web in a signature pose. you wondered how he didn't get dizzy from being upside down all the time.

the masked hero finally let himself down, dropping to the ground with a comfortable thud. he leaned against the alley wall and crossed his arms expectantly. you briefly wondered if he shared the same level of concern with everyone; although seeing the videos of him online, he probably did.

"you should be more careful walking around by yourself this late at night." the hero advised, spider-like eyes squinting at you in a way that made you feel childishly reprimanded.

you nodded politely, now recovered from the surprise his appearance had invoked.

"sorry... sir?" it came out like a question, realizing you didn't know anything about the man in front of you.

"sir? i'm not that old," the hero said in mock-offense, scoffing a little before laughing good-naturedly.

"well, how old are you?" you inquired with a smile, hoping to get a little more information about the mystery man who made a habit of saving new york.

"can't tell you that," the hero replied with a small shake of his head.

you frowned in disappointment, as if you hadn't expected the answer.

"can you tell me anything about yourself?"

spider-man hummed in thought for a second before finally nodding.

"i'm a great listener. you look like you need that right now."

your body went a little stiff. you wondered if that mask of his had the power to read emotions.

you let out a little chuckle, leaning against the alley wall opposite the hero. the alley was tight, and you were close enough that you could reach out and touch him if you wanted to.

"got stood up," you said dryly, hoping your tone didn't reveal your hurt.

spider-man's body went rigid, just for a second. he did his best to control his voice as he spoke.

"someone like you got stood up?"

you let out a light laugh.

"the worst part is i still really like him," you said.

spider-main's voice was small and laced with confusion at your statement, the fact unwavering despite the less-than-ideal end to the night.

"why?"

you shrugged softly, eyes moving to admire the reflection of lights in the sky; there were no clear skies for stars to appear this deep in the city.

"i know he tries," you started. "he just... gets caught up in his own world sometimes." you looked up with a small smile.

"he should at least make it up to you." spider-man's voice was comfortable again, as if two best friends were having a casual conversation together.

"yeah," you smiled, genuinely this time. and with that, you glanced at the time and parted ways with the masked hero.

unbeknownst to you, spider-man walked to the end of the alley, where the group of muggers he'd taken down seconds before your arrival laid unconscious. they'd been eyeing you strangely for a while before he showed up, and now he cleaned up the mess he made before heading home, a sinking feeling in his chest.

「 ... 」

ethan landry had just finished getting dressed — careful of all his new bruises — when he got a knock at the door. his breath hitched and his heart thumped in suspense, tripping over his own frame to go open it.

he swung the door open to reveal you, still dressed for the date you were supposed to go on tonight.

you pushed past ethan and invited yourself in as ethan flicked on the faulty light switch, letting the florescent light flicker for a moment before lighting up the small space.

you placed the to-go box on a counter before taking the few steps to ethan's bed, plopping down on the creaky mattress. your arms were crossed and your gaze was sharp, staring down ethan from a few feet away.

"brought you some food," you motioned your head in the direction of the counter to ethan, who was still standing by the doorway. there were a few moments of silence as he tried to figure out what to say.

"i am so sorry-"

"it's fine," you sighed, letting yourself fall back against ethan's bed, eyes closing.

you heard footsteps and felt the weight of a body settle, sinking a spot in the mattress next to you.

"no, it's not." ethan's voice was a little shaky as it came out, louder now that he was closer to you.

"i got caught up with something and... god, i'm so sorry. you don't deserve this at all." there was a hint of confusion in ethan's voice, wondering why you put up with him like this; an invitation to tell him you wouldn't.

and you wondered the same thing. perhaps it was because you knew ethan and knew he wasn't normally like this. you knew how good he was, saw his kindness and his love for others. it was what you'd always adored about him. you knew he wouldn't do this to you on purpose. and the cold disappointment you felt melted.

you opened your eyes, scanning over ethan as he shrank slightly under your gaze. you sat up once more, leaning forward with squinted eyes.

you reached your hand out and very gently, grazed your fingers over ethan's cheek. he winced at the contact; there was a developing bruise on his face.

"jesus, ethan." you got up and got a bag of frozen vegetables from ethan's freezer and a towel, returning to your spot to press the makeshift ice pack to ethan's face. pain crossed ethan's face again, hands coming up to rest on yours.

"what exactly did you get caught up with?" you inquired with a sharp look in your eyes that made ethan gulp.

"i... tripped?"

you rolled your eyes, but you didn't press into the topic further. you were angry - but more than that, you were worried.

you let out the breath you were holding, but you deflated this time, annoyance leaving your body as the air did. ethan's eyes were wide and he was stiff with uncertainty as you lowered the makeshift ice pack from his face.

"ethan..." you started, and you watched the fear grow in ethan's eyes. the desperation. "i really like you—"

"...but?"

"but you can't leave me wondering if something happened to you. i was really worried, ethan."

"god, i'm sorry. i didn't realize—"

"the time? the day?" you listed off all the excuses ethan had given you before, watching as he bit his lip in regret and you couldn't help but feel a little mean.

"i know, ethan. but you can't just... just tell me you're okay. okay?"

ethan nodded, sticking out his pinky in the silly way you two always did.

"i promise."

and you couldn't help but comply, kissing your thumb and pressing it to ethan's.

"i really like you, too," ethan stammered out and you couldn't fight the smile on your face. you almost cursed yourself for forgiving him so easily. "like, really like you. and i would never do anything to hurt you—"

you nodded, pressing a soft kiss to ethan's cheek — the unbruised one.

"just don't lie to me. got it, landry?"

ethan nodded quickly, chasing the feeling of your lips against his skin, no matter its brevity.

but you held ethan still, holding his face softly as the lights of his shitty apartment gleamed in his warm brown eyes.

"and just tell me..." your voice lowered and ethan leaned in to listen, hands forgetting any boundaries as they moved around your body, heart rate quickening in anticipation.

"you're spider-man."

ethan's eyes went wide.

#ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #ethan landry fluff #ethan landry #scream x reader #scream #scream 6 #spiderman!ethan landry #scream vi #v writes #v + ethan

[yongbokkk]

Can you do a male reader and Felix arguing and the reader gets angry and goes out on a motorcycle drive and something happens and he ends in the hospital and Felix goes and they apologize and they hug it or something along those lines?

i'm sorry .

pairings: lee felix x m!reader

genre: angst, happy ending

a/n; honestly this was rushed so i kinda dont like it 😭😭 but i hope u do

felix was annoyed, irritated that you've been spending time with beomgyu over him.

the two of you had been pretty close this day, and it concerned the blonde.

were you cheating on him? secretly making out with the other behind his back?

he was mixed with confusion and anger, as well as disappointment. why couldn't felix have you all to himself?

even though he has his lovable boyfriend everyday, it was reasonable to overthink when he had seen them taking pictures with a heart gesture.

now he had enough. it was finally the end of the day, and you were back home to your shared house.

as soon as you went in, you found felix with what seemed like a face written in anger.

you tilted your head, "hm? what's gotten you so down today?"

"i don't know, maybe its the fact that you have another guy." he shrugged, stating the obvious.

"another guy- you mean beomgyu?? you know me enough to know we're just friends." you reasoned, having confused of the assumptions.

"that line is famous for liars, you know. you can't be just friends when the two of you have been so close these days!" felix raised his voice the longer he talked.

"that's what friends do!-"

"honestly you could've just said you didn't want me anymore!"

"it was our friendship anniversary! don't you fking accuse me for cheating!" you had enough of his sudden possesiveness, you dropped the bag of sweets infront of his feet and went out the door to leave.

felix stood there dumbfounded, he'd forgotten about how you and beomgyu has been friends for years. wait, y/n!"

"stupid, stupid." you turned on your motorcyle, deciding to go on a drive for the evening.

you knew your way around the city, so getting lost wasn't a big problem. your motorcyle can take you wherever it wants within the area.

you didn't care, you needed your mind off of him. it'll all be okay soon, you hoped.

you were too busy getting rid of the tears brimming in your eyes that you didn't a car speeding towards you.

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felix was restless, he couldn't sleep thinking about what he had done. he wanted to apologize so bad, he wanted to fix everything.

the blonde regretted so much, he shouldn't have overthinked that way.

as morning came, there was a knock on his door. felix took a while to have the energy and get up from his spot on the shared bed.

he opened the door, finding a stranger with a brown folder.

"excuse me, are you l/n y/n's partner?" she asked.

"yes.. why?" felix's heart ached at the thought of him.

"he's... at the hospital.. you should go visit." the lady didn't know how to break it to him, since he looked like he didn't know.

"...what?"

there he was running to the said hospital building, in a rush to see his lover.

"i'm l/n y/n's boyfriend, i need to see him now!" he told the counter lady.

"room 148 please."

as soon as she said that, felix was already running, so on the way, he was scolded many times .

he finally arrived at his boyfriend's hospital room, taking a deep breath before heading in.

he felt the urge to cry seeing you in bandages, it was his fault you were like this.

if he hadn't let his emotions get the best of him and started that argument, you would've been happily cuddling with him.

he sat on the chair beside the bed, staring at your sleeping faced.

luckily you weren't that bruised, it was sort of just minor injuries.

now, felix couldn't take it anymore. he sobbed relentlessly, begging for you to wake up.

"felix..?" as soon as he heard your voice, he rose his head immediately.

"y/n?" he jumped from his seat to wrap you in a warm but gentle embrace.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry!" felix apologized over and over again, while tears were falling faster.

"i should be the one sorry, i should have told you what day was it." your eyes began to water as you start to sob with your boyfriend.

"no, no, it's okay. i shouldn't have gotten mad like that."

"i love you more than your brain could process, idiot." you held him as tightly in return.

"i love you too, and i will forever."

#skz #stray kids #stray kids imagine #stray kids x reader #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #stray kids x male reader #skz x male reader #lee felix x male reader #lee felix x reader #lee felix imagines #lee felix #felix fluff #felix x male reader #felix x reader #skz x reader #felix angst #lee felix angst #kpop angst #stray kids angst #kpop x male reader

[landwriter]

You've Got Mail AU, lay it on me

Brand new scene for you, TJ! (Prev You've Got Mail nonsense.)

If my WIPs were unionized, this one would've been loooong done. But they're not, unfortunately for them, and after like four days after talking about You've Got Mail-verse, I got talking about the Tam Lin AU, and we all know how that went.

The other snippets were silly, this one is a little sad:

It feels like another ending. Hob is sick of them. Morpheus’ face is perfectly expressionless. He can’t take it. Won’t. Wants to greedily keep this for just a little bit longer. He always does. Even when everybody else around him knows it’s over, there he is, holding on past decency and reason.

Morpheus is absurdly beautiful in the morning light.

Hob says what he’s been thinking for weeks now. “You know, sometimes I wonder if you came into my shop, and you hadn’t been Endless Books, and I hadn’t been The New Bookshop-”

“Then it wouldn’t have been your shop,” interrupts Morpheus.

“No,” he says. “I guess it wouldn’t be.”

Isn’t, now. In any case.

Morpheus catches the look on his face and takes pity on him. He’s kinder, Hob thinks, than anyone gives him credit for. Including himself. “A cafe, instead,” he offers.

“Or Shakespeare in the Park,” says Hob. He can picture it now.

Morpheus’ lip twitches up the way it does when he’s trying not to smile. “Yes. If we met at Shakespeare in the Park?”

“I would’ve offered you a spot on my blanket. And I would have hoped it would get cold or rain, so you would lean on me.”

Morpheus ducks his head, and Hob wants to seize his face, wants to thumb over those perfect cheekbones. Fist his hands in his shirt and not let go ever. “You would have forgotten your umbrella, of course,” says Morpheus, quietly.

“Of course. And the sky would have opened up until we had to hide under a tree.”

Morpheus looks up. “And then?”

“And then I would have found the courage to ask a beautiful stranger for his number, and I would have asked you out that very night. And if you’d said yes I’d have done it again and again. Every day, actually, for as long as we lived.”

“Hob,” says Morpheus. His eyes are bright.

“If we never came up against each other. If the only thing you ever took from me was the blankets at night.”

“We’d need to have two sets.”

Hob swallows hard. “Yeah. Yeah, we would.”

The sounds of the city lap up against them, but Hob feels like an island alone with Morpheus, standing together on his stoop. He hears the jingle of someone walking their dog past. A siren in the distance. And all he sees is Morpheus, the square of his shoulders, his jaw clenched.

“Morpheus-” he starts.

“Hob, how could you forgive him?” he asks roughly. “How on earth could you forgive this stranger for standing you up?”

“We all make mistakes.” Easily. I forgave him just as easily as I’d have forgiven you, if you had only let me.

Morpheus stares at him. “Yes. We do.” His mouth twists a little. “Some more than most, I would say.”

“Maybe. But people are almost always better than you’d think. Mistakes and all.”

“Ever the optimist.”

Hob presses his lips together in a smile. “Ever the cynic.”

“Go, Hob,” says Morpheus. “You’ll be late.”

He goes. It’s a beautiful day to meet his stranger. How can it feel like his heart is breaking, only now, only after everything, on the threshold of happiness?

#asks #wip title ask game #the sandman #dreamling #you've got mail au #tj you know you had me writing this real time today <3 #god bless dialogue my faithful friend #disclaimer rough draft etc etc #dream 'i'm very smart so i should be the one who decides what i'm worthy of and punished for without telling anyone else' of the endless #hob 'you put me out of business but i like your taste in books :)' gadling

[that-one-gay-writer1227]

Hiyo! It's me again, about the Scaramouche/Wanderer x Fem Archon reader it can either be sfw or nsfw the specifics of the story is that they're old acquaintances that met before scara joined the fataui then later met again with him as wanderer

Forever and a Day

A/N: Thank you anon! I'm sorry for the inconvenience earlier, I just needed to make sure of the details before I started writing ehe. I meant to post this sooner, but the past few days have absolutely been chaotic for me and I had to step away from writing much to my dismay, but anyways, I absolutely love this idea! wishing you a happy Friday, I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: You and Scaramouche had been close before he joined the Fatui, back when he was known as Kabukimono. You were assigned to help Ei create her puppet, as you were a fellow archon. You were never told of the events that happened in the town where the furnace workers lived and, after Kabukimono had left what remained of the Raiden gokaden, he went missing. At least you thought until you meet someone on your journey with the infamous traveler centuries later.

Warnings: mild cussing, mentions of past death, !fem pronouns!, slightly angsty (dw dw i promise there's comfort T^T), I had to change some of the canon around for this, also even with as much research as I've done I haven't gotten this far in the game myself so I apologize if it's way too off the mark.

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500 years.

It'd been 500 years since the fall of K'haenria.

It'd been 500 years since Ei created her puppet, the Raiden Shogun.

It'd been 500 years since you'd seen your friend Kabukimono.

You curse yourself for the incident, if you'd just been there Kabukimono wouldn't have left. He'd still be with you. He'd be happy with you. He wouldn't have run off. He would've been ok. You would've known he was ok.

Despite it having been centuries you couldn't release the fact that you blame yourself for him going missing. You missed him with your entirety of being. I mean you've known him almost since his creation. The electro archon, Ei, was someone you'd known for a long, long time.

You weren't particularly close with her, but you'd known her ambition enough to assist her in making a puppet body that would outlive her, granting her eternity as she so strived for.

During this journey of learning how to create puppets, someone special was created as a prototype. A young man left unnamed. You'd spend your days with him, teaching him, learning from him. You'd grown to be friends. even after Ei had sent him to the Shakkei pavilion, you'd still meet with him.

But that all feels so fuzzy now. It's been so long that you barely remembered his face. You could only remember the good days, the bad, and the accident.

Since then you'd left Inazuma, not wanting to be reminded of your old friend and not wanting to see the archon that had made you choose your work over him, without even allowing you to know what had happened, or even how it happened.

Spending time traveling all of teyvat for 500 years as an archon was interesting. You'd make some lovely friends in your time. Some close, others not so much. To be honest it was painful and numbing watching as the others had been growing old, getting to spend their lives with their loved ones while the one you'd give anything for just an hour with was archons knows where.

You started in liyue, exploring all the city had to offer, meeting the geo archon rex lapis again for the first time since the archon war. You'd spend time with him reliving good times.

Then you'd travel to Sumeru to explore the region. You weren't able to meet with the current archon due to her being in isolation. The cities and nature surrounding Sumeru were quite beautiful. the food, nature, and the atmosphere were all intoxicating.

The final stop in your journey and your most recent abode was in Mondstat, the city of freedom. you'd meet plenty of different people in this city and eventually you even met the infamous traveler. This is where your journey begins.

The months that followed were on and off in your journey. For parts of it, you and Aether (plus the emergency food) would venture together, and for some parts, you'd spend on your own.

You'd be with them while traveling through Sumeru city. It was a relatively peaceful day, the sun was just barely set leaving you, Aether, and Paimon in the bast of the evening. The air was cool and the breeze was gentle. You'd come back to permanently traveling with them as a result of an emergency not too long prior. You'd heard that someone named Scaramouche had recently tried to steal your old project partner and previous friend's gnosis, inevitably failing.

As you continued down the winding roads of merchant stands and stores, you spotted something familiar,

A little too familiar.

At first, you felt your eyes were deceiving you. Plenty of people wore that style of hat, hell you'd seen countless hats of the style. You did your best to ignore it, pushing that sliver of hope down as low as you could. Hoping and pleading it would die out, but curiosity got the better of you.

Aether seemed to notice your attention, pulling your hand back as soon as he noticed what you'd been looking at.

"You can't just go up to him. We don't know what he'll do.." Aether's tone was cautious and you could hear a hint of anxiety behind it as he warned.

You'd never felt so confused. Did Aether know him? Was this not Kabukimono? If not then who was this person who seemed to have the same hair, hat, height, and posture-

The more you'd think about it, the more you felt he was familiar. The more you thought he was just who you were hoping for. You pulled your hand from Aether's softly, giving him sympathetic eyes.

"Aether, I need to see if it's him. Please don't try and stop me."

And with that, you left the poor blonde and his flying emergency food paimon alone as you walked slowly towards the young man in a large blue hat with tassels and decor.

The walk felt like it went on forever, your heart beating in your chest, your legs feeling like they might collapse under the pressure at any given moment. All it would've taken was a little push and you'd tip over. Part of You wanted to do that, but you needed to know.

You'd take two more steps before he turned around, looking dead into your eyes. You were only out of arms reach, and you felt miles apart.

"K-Kabukimono?..." You felt your eyes fill with tears. boiling, painful, and godamn swollen tears. You weren't sure if it was joy or sadness.

The confused and startled look on his face told you enough. You felt hurt by his next statement in the way it stung under your skin.

"I'm sorry, you must have the wrong person. Miss are you alright?.."

His voice was timid and gentle. He was genuine and quite quiet. It made your heart clench. You'd begin letting the tears fall, try to catch them with your hand as best as you could to save yourself from the embarrassment.

"Well miss, I don't know who that is, but I wish you luck in finding them, Here's this. Please don't cry.." He handed you a soft napkin. One you recognized as the one he gave you back at the pavilion so many centuries ago. It was worn severely, but almost perfectly intact. The color was faded and the fabric was no longer as soft as it once was so long ago. "I apologize, this is all I have at the moment. I hope it will suffice. please do not worry about returning it, it's not a problem"

You'd nod taking the tissue, looking it over. Your initials had been engraved in small silver letters in the corner. You patted your eyes and took a moment to compose yourself.

"I'm sorry, you just...You look like an old companion of mine that I'd lost a long time ago." You flushed slightly at how broken your voice sounded. You pivoted your head to look anywhere except him subtly. That solely lasted a moment before you turned your head to face him directly in his sonorous blue eyes.

His regard softened as there was a beat of silence. He glanced at you with a hint of a smile and gentle eyes. You missed his eyes. You missed his smile. "I have to go harvest a few sunsettias, Would you care to join me? I may not be your lost friend, though I'd love to get to know more about him, and you as well."

You accepted his request, your heart fluttering in your chest. 500 years may make some forget the names and memories of even the closest companions, lovers, and soulmates. But for you, 500 years of what you thought would be endless searching really put into perspective just how much you truly loved him, and this time you wouldn't leave his side for a heartbeat.

#wanderer #scara #scaramouche #wanderer x you #wanderer x reader #wanderer x yn #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x female reader #female reader #genshin fic #genshin impact #reader is an archon

[egg-emperor]

What's your opinion on the Sonic Prime Eggmans? /gen

Do I get to talk about regular Eggman too? At first I thought this was asking about him and I really wanna gush about him again but now I realize you probably mean the council more lol

I really loved the Prime version of regular Eggman! It was literally only five minutes worth but a very beautiful five minutes at that. Deem Bristow and Mike Pollock play huge parts of why I love Eggman and find him so entertaining so I didn't know how I was gonna feel about the change but Brian Drummond doesn't do a bad job, he could easily become my next favorite voice after them if he worked on it a little more.

I enjoyed how simplistically enjoyable Eggman was. Funny and silly and getting up to evil to find and steal the paradox prism and use it in his schemes. His ambition and motivation to take over the world there strong as ever and talking about wanting a world that's more him in neon was cute, I like and am fascinated by bright colors and pretty lights and want everything to be about you too Ivo dhfisbgjsbgkdh

I love the classic bickering and scolding Orbot and Cubot. I love how he tricked Sonic and went the route of taunting him then targeting his best friend Tails to piss him off enough to bait and make him snap for his plan to work, being a real bastard and calling him "stupid as Tails is ugly" lol. I loved how happy he was for it to work and how he laughed maniacally and looked like such an adorable evil bastard doing it!

Everything I love about Eggman was intact there and I was looking forward to seeing more. I expected it was gonna have the vibe of my favorite parts of X as that's what that five minutes felt like and that's exactly what I've been wanting for years, for modern Eggman to come back in a show and be just like that. I really miss Prime Egg and I wish he would come back but they threw him out in the first ep :(

He was so beautiful and charming and entertaining 🥰

I miss hiiim but I'm gonna bet that he won't return in any form beyond the prismatic titan until the very end of the show or something

As for the Chaos Council, I unfortunately have much less to say as I'm personally not a fan of them. The concept certainly had the potential but the execution is lacking. They just don't have a lot going for them, they're kind of just generic character archetypes such as Baby, Teenager, Hipster, Old Man, Not Eggman, etc. They don't have regular Eggman's personality and charm and are just like strangers in his skin.

I really wish I could like them more but both their designs and personalities don't grab me. For that I only watched the first eight episodes and never watched the second batch besides the prismatic titan Eggman parts. I'd at least have been happier if they had kept regular Eggman with them, as depicted in the concept art as he was going to be a part of the council but they decided to rid of him completely.

The most cool and interesting part of Prime to me outside of regular Eggman to me is New Yoke City. I always love seeing a world taken over by Eggman and I'm a huge sucker for the dark controlled industrialized polluted dystopian hellscape where there's propaganda everywhere on the walls, orders and rules constantly being enforced through the robot patrol saying stuff like and over PAs blasting through speakers

It's an "Eggman" ruled and controlled place, a dark shitty oppressive place and people are just mindless zombies and slaves to the harsh system because they feel hopeless to break out with no freedom, controlled, restricted, and watched. The way it's spelled New YOKE city so it sounds like "yolk" like egg but is potentially a reference to a "yoke", a type of leash to control cattle, fits how they're oppressed and controlled was right up my alley.

Seeing the real Eggman in a place like that leading the Chaos Council would've been so cool. Then it could've looked like the concept as the version that I liked a lot more than the look of the final for all the regular Eggman designed inspired assets, it even has the beautiful neon and cool lights like he wants! And I just love how much it looks like Eggmanland hehe. I really wish they'd tapped into that potential.

#dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #sonic prime #asks #my post