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[little-miss-vader]

Unbreakable Bonds

Pairing: Master!AnakinxPadawan!Reader

Summary: A master is supposed to care deeply for his Padawan… Right?

Word count: 3.8K

A/N: IMPORTANT: Anakin is 26 in this one. You’re 21. Okay? Okay. First. Sorry for disappearing! I’m fine and thank you so much for all the kind words in my inbox they meant the world to me. I just got uninspired for writing and burnt out from work. Second. I genuinely thought this was way longer than it is. Uhhhhh it’s a two parter. Maybe a three. No promises. Can y’all tell this is my fav trope? But i missed u guys 🫶🏼 lazy ending warning i didn’t wanna keep going i wanted to split it in two.

The sounds of the 501st yelling around you was not what you expected to wake up to. The men of the battalion had set up a camp for everybody on the remote planet you’d landed on in the Outer Rim the night before because the walk had been far too long to do in one stretch. You couldn’t even remember what the planet was called. You just knew your Master was assigned to a mission here and that meant you were assigned to it as well.

You shot out of your sleeping bag when you heard blaster shots above head. One flew through your tent, barely even a foot away from you. Your hand reached for your lightsaber on the ground and it flew into your grip as you ran through the flimsy tent door.

The bright suns of the desert planet blinded you for a moment and you adjusted your eyes before whipping your head toward all the commotion.

“They’re flanking left!” You heard Fives yell. You ran over to where you saw Anakin using a rock as cover.

“Master, why didn’t you wake me?” You yelled over the sounds of blaster fire and explosions with wide eyes. He smiled at you, a smile that didn’t aid your panic.

“Well good morning, Princess. Sleep well?” He always had time for jokes, even in an ambush. You groaned and ducked further down when you felt a blaster shot coming directly at you. “If you didn’t already notice. We’ve been ambushed, but I have a plan.” He finished and you stared at him with a blank expression.

“What would that be, Master?” You said wearily, you were preparing yourself to hear what could be considered by most to be an insane string of words in response to your question. To you though, it would be a normal Anakin thing to say. The 501st was doing a fantastic job at keeping them at bay for the short duration of your conversation but instead of responding, Anakin simply smiled before running right at the blaster shots, blocking them as if the ambush meant nothing to him.

The five year difference in your ages didn’t seem to matter. You tended to act and feel like the older one most days. It was a shame when your previous Master died, you cried in your room for days when the news arrived and you still flinched when you heard his name, it gave the council pretty much no choice but to put you under Anakin’s charge until you finished your training and completed your trials.

Regardless of who was more mature, you followed him blindly. The knowledge that you could trust him not to get you killed at the very minimum was reason enough to stay right on his heel. He was running toward a tank that was firing explosives at your camp. You tried to take deep breaths to calm yourself when he climbed up on top of it, dodging whatever came his way in the process. You followed him, doing the best you could with what you had been taught.

You stood with him on top of the tank and he used his lightsaber to cut the locked door open. It dropped to the floor of the small space inside the tank, crushing a battle droid in the process. Anakin jumped down to the bottom and you opted for climbing down the ladder, following him closely. He took the second battle droids head off with one swing of his lightsaber and took the piloting chair when the droid fell to the ground. You stood watch behind him, in case anybody came in behind the two of you.

With an aggressive turn to the handles that controlled the top half of the machine, Anakin turned the tanks artillery around causing your body to jostle around. You caught your footing and within moments, most of the battle droids around you became victim to the explosives flying out of the tank.

You heard something above head and your eyes caught sight of a droid holding a blaster toward you. You expected the thing to climb down before it blasted but when it shot at you from its vantage point you stumbled back with a stagger. Using a relatively easy Force ability, you pushed it off the tank and it landed on the ground. The tank moved as if it had gone over a bump and you safely assumed that you had done your job at getting rid of the droid.

“What was that?” He called over his shoulder and you looked down at your arm where your previously dry robe now had a small, blood-soaked patch.

“Nothing. I took care of it.” You replied with no hesitation. You heard the commotion eventually come to an end and Anakin let the 501st finish off the few remaining droids before getting up out of his seat.

“Thanks for trusting me, Y/N.” He said as he walked by you in the dimly lit space. You placed your lightsaber on your hip and followed him as he climbed up and out of the tank. You winced every time you pulled yourself up the ladder with your injured arm but you still got to the top fairly quickly. Anakin hopped down to the ground and held his hand out to help you. His eyes trailed to your stained robe as you reached your own hand to meet his.

Anakin pulled you down with both haste and caution. His eyebrows furrowed as he examined your wound as best as he could and you stared at him with an expression that screamed silent apologies.

“I’m sorry. I misread the situation and it shot me-“ You started and he didn’t let you finish.

“Next time I check in on you. Tell me the truth.” He spoke sternly as he guided you back to what was left of the camp. You closed your eyes for a moment, beating yourself up for not speaking up.

“I didn’t want to distract you.” You spoke softly and he scoffed.

“You know what’s worse than distracting me? Letting me turn around to see you bled out on the ground.” He stopped walking and his hand still held a firm grip on your uninjured bicep. Your eyes watched your shoes, feeling Anakin’s gaze bore into you.

“Never lie to me again. Mistakes happen, don’t let them fester.” Anakin’s voice was softer now. He let go of your arm and he continued walking before you could apologize again.

Your head hung low as you approached the men who fought valiantly for your Master; not because you were embarrassed, but because you couldn’t keep your head up. You felt your body begin to lose stability and you looked at your arm again, the patch had become almost the entire lower half of your arm and you were beginning to feel the pain. The adrenaline wouldn’t bring you much further and you knew it.

You opened your mouth to speak but you began to see small black dots in your vision. Your head spun slowly and your eyes fell shut. You had very little control over where you dropped, but you felt the impact right before you blacked out and you knew it was going to leave a bruise or two.

You woke up to see the interior of Anakin’s star fighter. You blinked slowly, wincing in pain. You looked down at your arm, it was dressed professionally and your sleeve had been cut off, likely to access the wound without undressing you.

“Keep still. You’re still healing.” A voice rang through the room and you turned your head to find the source. You winced when the movement caused your wound to burn. You heard Anakin sigh and stand up. He stood over you, eyebrows knitted in concern with his arms crossed over his chest.

“What part of ‘tell me if you’re not okay’ do you not understand?” He said sternly. You watched his eyes analyze your dressings from afar and you let out a sigh of your own, your voice sounded cracked and dry.

“I’m sorry-“ You started. Anakin held a hand up, signalling for you to stop speaking. His head angled itself away from you and he took a deep breath with his eyes shut. The way he always did when he had to calm down.

“I care about you.” He said after a moment of silence as he let his hand drop to his side, his voice sounded softer again. “I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you died under my charge. Do you understand?” He gazed at you, looking for a sign that you did in fact, understand. You nodded.

“Good.” He pulled his chair over by the small cot you were laying on and sat down. “How’s it feeling?” He asked, eyebrows furrowing with concern.

You looked at the wound with a shrug. “Could have been worse.” You seethed causing him to deepen the lines in his face, resting his hand on your arm.

“Just… Rest. That’s all you can do until we get to Coruscant.” He looked at you for a moment before getting up, presumably to fly the ship. You leaned back against the pillow and shut your eyes, letting sleep take over you. All you heard before sleep took over your body were the four words he let slip earlier. They echoed in your head as you lulled away.

“I care about you.”

You didn’t dream. At least you thought you didn’t. It was a shock to you when in your slumber, your mind filled with images of your own master smiling, laughing, and holding you. Soft words were whispered behind the backs of the council. His hand reaching for yours to squeeze it because he knew you were nervous. Kisses placed on foreheads and lingering touches were halted when you heard the 501st clanging around beyond your minds eye. In the cockpit on Anakin’s ship. Your eyes snapped open and you immediately closed them again, pretending to stay asleep and trying to grasp what the hell your brain was doing.

By the time the ship arrived on Coruscant, you’d rested and the bacta-bag wrapped around your arm seemed to have worked wonders on you. You opened your eyes to Anakin shaking you softly and the sound of his voice made a small part of you fill with an unexpected warmth.

“I’ll deal with the Council by myself, let me get you to your apartment first.” He said when you finally sat up. He rested a gentle hand on the back of your waist and you felt tingles over your entire back from the contact. The feeling shocked you, causing you to clear your throat to suppress a gasp. Anakin guided you off the bed and helped you off the bridge and onto the landing pad of your balcony.

“Are they angry?” You asked with a look toward him. He smiled, the kind of smile he held on his face when he had a joke in mind.

“They’re not allowed to feel angry remember?” He muttered humorously and you cracked a half smile. “Don’t worry about them.” He finished as he sat you down on your couch.

“Master, I really am sorry.” You spoke as he mindlessly placed the throw blanket from the back of the couch over your legs. Anakin shook his head.

“Really, Y/N. I’m just glad you’re alive.” He said, settling down on the couch beside your legs. His forearms rested over his knees and he clasped his hands between them. You looked at him for longer than you thought appropriate. He looked tired and it took everything in you not to reach out and place your hand on his cheek.

He cared about you. He said it himself. Surely it was the same kind of care every Master had for their Padawan.

But it didn’t feel that way when he looked at you now.

You grappled with your thoughts, convincing yourself you were imagining things, that it was delusion. You almost didn’t hear him speak when he did.

“I almost lost you today.” Anakin said sternly. “I don’t have the time between all my meetings for a funeral, believe me.” He chuckled humourlessly.

“But you didn’t.” You shrugged and played with the frayed edge of the blanket over your legs. He shot you a look that made you smile and he followed with a chuckle. His hair pushed further into his face as he shook his down turned head.

A silence crept its way between the two of you and you watched his every move. You couldn’t explain the feeling that arose every time he smiled at you. It was like a switch had flipped and you desperately tried to figure out a way to flip it back while you watched him place his hands on his knees to push himself to his feet with a sigh. You gnawed at the skin inside your cheek as you watched him.

When he finally looked at you again, your mouth opened to say something, but it shut just as fast. You couldn’t trust your own words right now. Not with the way you were feeling. His lips thinned as he glanced at your arm again and he cleared his throat.

“Rest. I’m leaving you with C3-PO. He’ll help you get back on your feet so we can get back to our job.” He said, not bothering to look at you. You tried to ignore the pang of disappointment you felt at that. You gave him a nod as he retreated to his ship, leaving you with nothing more than a small nod in return.

You worked your jaw as he ascended and sped off. With a swift movement you pushed the blanket off your legs and stood. You felt fine, sure maybe a little bit weak from the blood loss but him calling in a babysitter for you felt unnecessary. You channeled your confusing emotions into annoyance at his childlike treatment of you. Because that seemed healthy.

As you paced your living room you swung your arm around gently to test how mobile you were. It seemed alright, nothing to pause missions or call reinforcements in for. You planned to give him a mouthful when he came back, you practiced your speech out loud as you walked around your apartment.

~•~•~•~

Anakin left yet another long winded meeting with a sigh, closing the door behind him as he left the council chambers. The meetings were a lot more tedious when he didn’t have Y/N with him. She tended to soften the blows, her charm and kindness carried them through plenty of scoldings and lectures from the council. He ran a hand through his hair as he stalked the busy hallways of the Temple.

All he could think of was how dumb he’d been. How blind he was to her struggle. If he’d just taken one second longer to check on her, she wouldn’t have that nasty bruise on the side of her face from the fall. Maybe if he’d kept a better eye on her she wouldn’t have gotten hit with the blaster at all.

Not only did he have to deal with the guilt of letting her get hurt, it was only a matter of time before he finally faced the reality of his feelings toward her. He knew it was coming, he couldn’t hold it back much longer. It already pained him immensely to hide it before she got hurt. Now, the very real fact was, he could misstep once and lose her forever. That dwelled on him and he wouldn’t let anymore time go on without telling her he cared for her in a way a Master shouldn’t care for their Padawan.

He sighed again, turning a corner and making for his speeder that was parked in the corner of the hangar. He’d give her a choice, of course. He’d tell her it was fine if she wanted to ask the council to place her with somebody else. He’d even go as far as push for her trials to be done quicker if it meant she could leave his charge if this all made her uncomfortable. He had every aspect planned but he needed to do it. If not now it would eat him alive forever, possibly until it was too late. He shook the thought from his head as he sped back to her house.

He arrived, later than he wanted, but with flowers and her favourite fruit. It showed he paid attention, at least in his mind. As if any of that would matter if she rejected him.

None of this was right, nor okay. He knew this all too well. He knew exactly what he was doing here and he’d weighed out all the pros and all the cons. Pros, he might have her. Cons, the Code. The damned Code.

He ruffled his hair nervously before taking one final deep breath and exiting his speeder. He caught sight of her pacing around and his eyebrows furrowed. 3PO intersected his path.

“Master Anakin, I fear Miss Y/N has lost it.” He said nervously. Anakin quirked a brow, smirking at the girl pacing her apartment and mouthing things.

“I’ll be the judge of that, thanks 3PO. Stay here.” He muttered as he pushed past the droids and left them on the balcony.

With a swift hand motion, Anakin opened her balcony door and placed her gifts on the table next to him. It wasn’t long before Y/N turned to face him during her paces.

~•~•~•~

“You. What have I done to lead you to believe that I would need not one, but two damned babysitters when I’m realistically only mildly hurt- What’s that?” You stopped in your tracks as you pointed to the flowers on the table. Your eyes landed back on Anakin where he leaned his shoulder against the door frame with his arms crossed.

He gave you a smile and you couldn’t seem to remember where you were in your speech. In fact, you couldn’t remember the speech at all.

“A gift. For you. I guess it’s more of an apology now though, isn’t it? Since you’re upset at me.” He shrugged, looking down at the bouquet and back at you.

“I’m not upset.” You shrugged, crossing your own arms as you took a few steps toward him. Your eyes fixated on him, you didn’t even care about the gift.

“Is that so? I could have sworn..” He trailed and you shook your head.

“Not upset. Glad you’re here.” You muttered and he chuckled as you approached him to snatch up the flowers and fruit to place them their respective places in a home.

“Right.” He nodded, that crooked smile never leaving his face. You didn’t even have to look at him to know what he looked like right now. You muttered something in agreement as you filled a vase with water and began cutting the stems. After a few moments of letting you arrange the flowers, Anakin rounded the counter to stand beside you and cleared his throat. Your breath caught as you looked up at him.

“You feel it too don’t you?” He asked quietly, leaning against the edge of your counter as your hands worked away at the flowers. His words gave you pause, and you placed the flowers neatly in the vase before sliding it to the middle of the counter.

“Feel what?” You questioned, barely looking away from your finishing touches on the arranged bouquet before you grabbed a cutting board for the fruit. His hand rested over yours where you held the board, causing you to look at him again. You studied his features and somehow you knew. You knew exactly what he was talking about, what he was eluding to. Your heart raced as you watched his eyes scan your face, looking at every inch of you to gauge your emotions.

“Don’t make me say it, Y/N. Just tell me if you want it as badly as I do..” His voice was barely above a whisper. Your eyes fell shut for a moment and you took a breath, trying to steady your thoughts. To see reason.

“Say it.” You replied without thinking.

Anakin sighed. “I care about you far more than what would be considered normal… Or.. Correct. In the eyes of the Jedi.” He said, his mouth formed a thin line as he gauged your response.

You stared at him, long and hard. You couldn’t help but feel like this was supposed to happen, that it was always going to happen, that nothing could have stopped it.

“I care about you too, Anakin. But-“

“Show me.” He breathed.

Your eyebrows furrowed. “Show you what?” You asked, already knowing the answer. It was always like this. You were always one step ahead of each other. Which made this conversation feel all the more tedious.

“Show me how much you care. No buts. Use your feelings.” He said, his eyes never leaving yours.

Your breath shuddered again as you placed your hands on the counter next to him and pushed yourself up toward him. Your eyes watched his flutter shut and you followed suit before placing your lips against his.

You melted into him when his hands circled your waist, bringing you directly in front of himself and a small sigh left your lips between kisses. It felt perfect. It felt right. Fated, even. His warm hands sent shivers through you and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself closer.

When you finally broke the kiss, he almost chased you before retreating and placing his forehead against yours. His heavy breaths matched your own and your eyes finally opened to see blue hues looking back at you.

“Well. Shit.” You whispered and he chuckled. “What now?” You asked.

“I don’t know.” He said quietly. “I know I’m screwed if you change your mind though.” He finished with a cocky smile.

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[corriganatheart]

Deepest Secret 🔞 Pt. II / Jude Bellingham x reader x Trent A. Arnold

Synopsis: Jude is your boyfriend's best friend and your biggest nemesis, but sometimes he shows his hate in ways that have you questioning his intentions.

Pairings: Jude Bellingham x fem! Reader x Trent A. Arnold

Genre: Enemies to lover, and Forbidden romance

Warning ⚠️: Cursing, mention of sexual contents 🔞

Baby❤️: Wanna grab dinner with me after practice?

Y/N: R we going to be alone?

Baby❤️: yes? Who else is going to be there?🤨

Y/N: IDK ur friends has been on my case about disappearing😅

Baby❤️: It’s only been four weeks…they’re being dramatic🙄

Y/N: yes ig it’s about time I get out of my woman cave.

Baby❤️: 😘 pick u up at 7:30!

You wore a sparkling champagne mini dress and tied your hair in a ponytail. Today, you wanted to focus on your boyfriend and show him how much you love him. The last few weeks, you focused mainly on yourself, leaving Trent in the dark, but he was patient enough to wait for you. You’ve not seen Jude since the club, but you’ve seen news of him with different women and his excellent performances. He was going big, and his career skyrocketed, which is more reason to avoid him. If someone were to discover the tension between the two of you, you wouldn’t be able to handle the consequences. Trent would question your intention, and the media will display you as the villain for breaking up their friendship.

“That dress looks so fucking sexy, baby,” Trent says as soon as he enters your room. You smile and playfully flip your hair as he leans against the door and admires you from afar. Trent has a key to your place, so he was allowed to go in and out, and he often comes with surprises. Like right now, he brought a bouquet of red roses and a black bag with the Chanel Logo on it. “Are you worried that this dress is too much?” You asked while pointing at your cleavage and your exposed legs. Trent casually shrugs, “wear whatever you want; I can fight.” You giggled at his perfect response before spraying perfume on yourself and walking towards your bed. “And you ask why people think you’re my sugar daddy,” you sarcastically said while grabbing the necklace box inside of the Chanel bag. You open the box to reveal a Chanel necklace; this is the newest one and the fifth one Trent bought you this year. “Spoiling you rotten turns me on,” Trent says and grabs the necklace out of the box to put it around your neck. “Weird kink,” you mumbled. He chuckled , and you feel his hot breath on your neck. “Only for you, though,” he whispers before gently kissing your neck.

“A getaway?” You asked. Trent nods as he rubs your thighs. “It’s a team bonding vacation, and we can bring our girls.” You hum because you don’t know what to say. If the whole team is there, Jude will be there, and you aren’t ready to face him yet. The last time you spoke, he hurt you badly, slut shaming you, etc. You’re sure he said all those nasty stuff without meaning, but it still hurts. Jude Bellingham hates you, and you hate him, and it will remain that way. “Marcus’s fiancé wants you there, and the others have been asking about you nonstop.” Trent squeezes your thighs, “and I want you there.” You sigh and place a hand on his, “I will think about it.”

When you arrive at the restaurant, you are surprised that your boyfriend booked the entire place. He even decorated it as you liked it, flowery and elegant. “Trent…this is just a normal date, right?” You grin while looking around. Trent places a hand on your hips and guides you to the table. “You know my girl deserves the best,” he mumbles and kisses your cheeks. You giggle and sit down on the chair that he has pulled out. “If anything, I think you’re trying to make me fall for you even more,” you said. Trent smirks and reaches for your hand. "When are you going to give me an answer, baby?" he asked, stroking your knuckles with his thumb. Your smile fades away, realizing he is asking you about moving in with him. You have tried to avoid that topic because you felt like you weren't ready yet, and after the encounters with Jude, your mind has been filling with sinful thoughts. "Trent, it has been two years since we dated," you mumbled. He chuckles and shakes his head, "babe, some people start moving in together only like a couple of months after meeting." He was right about that, so you couldn't argue. "You know I get messy sometimes," you muttered. "And I have a maid for that," he shrugs. You bite your lips, holding back the smile because this topic is serious, and Trent is not backing down. "I stay up late to work," you said. "And I can sleep in peace knowing you are typing next to me," he grins. You tilt your head back and laugh; gosh, he has to have the last word. "Sometimes I snore," you lied. Trent chuckles and brushes his thumb on your lips, "And I cherish those sounds, knowing that you're still here with me."

After dinner, Trent drove the both of you back to his place, or as he would call it, our place. You both drank a couple of drinks, you more than him because he had to drive. He talked about the projects he wanted to do for the place, so you felt more welcome. You were already welcomed, but Trent wanted you to decorate the place how you wanted, and he was willing to hire the best interior designer to help you. It was cute, husband material of him to think this through before asking you. But you were very hesitant, almost scared to want to move in with him because you knew Jude was always welcomed, and that was something your body and mind didn't need.

Ever since you felt the taste of Jude's lips, you have been dreaming nonstop about him and wanted those lips in other places. He had you worked up, and every night while lying in bed, you could only think of him. Even when kissing Trent, sometimes, your mind shifts to Jude. "That dress of yours is going to be the death of me," Trent whispers behind you while nibbling on your ears. You moan as you feel his hand trailing up your thighs. Trent knew your body, and he knew how to get a reaction out of you. This man was your match, and you shouldn't want anyone else; he was the perfect man for you. "I need you, naked baby," he mumbles and wasted no time zipping the strap. You felt your back exposed, and the dress silently fell onto the cold marble floor. Trent bites his lips as he stares at you in nothing but your bra and your thong. He grins as he twirls you around, whistling to himself. "Any man would be lucky to have you. Too bad you are already mine," he says before lifting your chin and bringing his lips onto yours. You moan from the way his mouth tastes. Rich alcohol with many fruity flavors, "I want to fuck you." You paused and clenched your brows. "Wait," you said and slightly pushed Trent's chest. He looks down at you with lust and frustration. "What did you just say?" you asked nervously. Trent frowns, confusion written all over his face. "I didn't say anything, baby," he says. You close your, realizing you just imagined Jude's voice and words. It also disgusted you that it turned you on, and you could feel yourself getting wet. "I'm sorry," you mumbled. "I'm just tired." Trent smiled, but there was definitely annoyance on his face. It has been a while since you guys had sex, and you kept denying him, leaving him to think he wasn't enough. "It's okay, babe. Come on, I'll start a warm bath for you."

1 Month Later

Jude stares at your timid form from afar. He didn't think you would come, but you did. Today all of you were going to Bora Bora to have a team bonding trip, but really, it was a free vacation for the team and their significant others. Everyone brought their girlfriend, wives, and a date. Jude did the same. He brought one of the hottest models out there, and he does plan on getting in bed with her, especially since you'll be there. It has been a while since he last saw you or spoke to you, but it has been every day since you were haunting him in his bed, showers, mind, and dream. You were a drug that he couldn't get rid of, and he hasn't even tasted you.

"I'm hearing wedding bells coming soon. Y/N finally moved in with Trent, and the next thing you know, they'll have a mini Alexander Arnold running around," Marcus says with a smile. Jude glares at the back of Marcus's neck, and Harry notices it and rolls his eyes. "Don't tell me you still think she has evil intentions." The model next to him and the others surrounding him all turned to him. "I think she's annoying as fuck," he said with disgust. Most of his teammates groaned and said some curse words under their breath while the model just laid her head on his shoulder. "Don't worry, babe," she mumbles, "I will make sure you have the best time there." Jude just sits there, eyes bored, as he continues to stare at you. You haven't looked at him once since you step foot into the private plane, and he finds that very agitating.

“Hey, we get to stay across from one another!” Jude chirped loud enough for you to hear. You glance over at him and Trent, noticing how they are excited to be experiencing this trip with one another. You then look over at the girl that came along; she is extremely beautiful and has the best body. Insecurity dwelled upon you after noticing how she also looked at Trent, full of lust and excitement. “That girl got to go,” Lucia, Marcus’s fiancé, said disgustingly. “I saw her also making sexual gestures towards Marcus, and he also feels uncomfortable.” You shake your head and turn away from the view, “it’s Jude’s date; let him handle it.” Lucia follows you into your designated room; she is determined to bring that girl down. “I mean, come on, Jude only brought her here for one thing, and now she wants to get with all of our men.” You chuckle and start unpacking your bags. “Our men have a voice; they can turn her down. She’s Jude’s date; we can’t just tell her to leave,” you shrugged. Lucia groans and stomps out of the room.

The afternoon was filled with you hanging your outfits in the closet and Trent spending time with his best friend. He had asked you several times to come and relax with him and Jude, but you had kindly declined and made the excuse that you didn’t want to get into an argument. “I see you’re still avoiding Jude,” Harry says after he catches you sneaking to the juice bar. “I’m not avoiding anyone,” you said. Harry smirks and orders his drink. “How’s the move-in with Trent?” He asked. You grab your drink and sit on the stool. “I have spent so much time there, so it’s nothing new. We plan on fixing up the place a little, though,” you said. Harry nods and proceeds to update you on his life. As he talked, your eyes drifted to where Jude, Trent, and Jude’s date was. Jude and Trent are sitting on the edge, legs dangling in the water, whereas the model is in the water showing off her body. You clench the drink, upset that the girl does not respect your relationship. But you appreciate that Trent was showing her no interest.

“Wonder how long that’s going to last,” Saka walks up to you while staring at the model. “I say tomorrow he sends her home,” Harry shrugged. You shake your head, lips twitching because that excited you. “Shit!” A loud splash causes all three of you to turn in their direction. Trent was now in the water, and the model was giggling. “What was that for?” Trent asked annoyance in his voice. “Play with me!” The girl chirped and started splashing water into his face. You frowned and immediately tossed your cup in the trash can before stomping towards them.

“Trent!” You called, causing everyone to turn to you. You bent down and held your hand for him, and you felt Jude intensely staring at you. “Thanks, baby girl,” Trent said and reached for your hands. You help your man get back on the wooden steps and glare at the girl. She continues to act blind to your relationship, and it was getting on your nerve. Why wasn’t Jude doing anything? She came as his date, and he deliberately let her flirt with his best friend. “Come on, I’ll help you,” you offered, but Trent shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I’ll go take a quick shower and come out in 15,” he says and places a kiss on your temple before walking to your room. Saka and Harry excused themselves, and the girl followed after them with her wet bikini.

You stood there frozen, realizing you should’ve run after the others because now it was only you and Jude. Who’s idea was it to leave you two alone? Everyone knew how much you despise one another. You gulped when you realized he was staring at you, and you were nearly half naked, in a bikini with a sheer wrap knot cover-up skirt. “Nice weather, aye?” Jude asked while sipping on his drink. You looked down at him and immediately gushed at the sight of his muscles and abs. It has been a while since you saw Jude, and gosh, he was more handsome than ever. “It’s bora bora; I hope so,” you shrugged and decided it wouldn’t hurt to sit next to him; besides, you guys were out in the open. What could go wrong?

You swing your legs in the water as Jude stares at your thighs, then your chest, and then your bottom. His body tense before he rapidly sips his drink. You also took the opportunity to check him out, and you felt yourself getting warmer. This was the exact reason why you’ve been avoiding him. He was everything your body wanted but couldn’t have. Jude cleared his throat, catching you off guard, “Y/N, about last time I-“ you immediately stopped him by holding up a finger. You don’t like to discuss anything from the past, especially now that you’ve taken the next step with Trent. “I have moved on from it. Nothing to discuss anymore,” you said. The disappointment on Jude’s face was evident to the point where he got up and left you alone. You sighed, realizing you must’ve hurt his feelings, but it was the right thing to do. You are with Trent, and there’s no one else more perfect than him.

Jude sips on his cocktail as his date grinds on his dick. He was hard, not because of her ass, but because of how you swayed your hips. You were a real piece of a woman in that tight little dress of yours and the way you knew how to work that body. Jude told himself before dinner that he would keep it together and only focus on his hot date, but after you entered the beach, he knew was fucked. “Come on, babe, let’s go dance,” the girl says as she continues to roll her hips on him. Jude doesn’t respond; he continues watching you from afar while sipping on his beer. “I brought all sorts of toys for us to use,” his date says, “gosh, I have been waiting for this.” The image of him using all sorts of sex toys on a girl should be enough to leave, but he wasn’t affected by this girl. She was perfect with a hot body and a nice face, but still, the sight of you dancing affected him more than fucking his date. Jude lays his head back on the chair and groans when you start grinding on one of the other girls. He was so fucking hard for you, and if he didn’t get a taste of you, he probably would die from a hard-on. “Want me to fix that for you, baby?” His date asked while leaning back to touch his dick. Jude glances at you and notices you staring at where his date is feeling, and he doesn’t miss the glare you send her way. Satisfied with the reaction, Jude smirks, realizing the temptation was also there for you.

You shouldn’t have drunk this much, but it was a vacation, and your emotions were everywhere. Jude was a bastard for taunting you with his date. Ever since you showed up in that sexy dress on purpose, you didn’t miss how his eyes hungrily followed you. And you can’t deny it, but you liked it. Jude was a temptation, one of the greatest ones. And it was even worse than your boyfriend is here, getting drunk with his friends while you are eyeing his best friend. “Bitch I’m leaving; I want some dick,” Lucia whispers in your ear before running off with Marcus. You chuckle and continue to drink your margarita while glaring at the way Jude’s date is grinding on his dick. You then look over at Trent, who is just chatting it up with some of the guys, and for some reason, you want to dance with Jude more than Trent. It was a sinful thought, and you hated yourself for letting that get in the way of your happiness. Frowning, you walk off to find some peace from everyone.

“Like I said, you shouldn’t be swimming while you are drunk,” he says as he sits on the edge, his legs dangling into the water. You turn to look at Jude, he doesn’t look as drunk, but he has a bottle of tequila in his hand and is chugging it as he drowns in the way you look in the clear water. You were gorgeous in that sexy dress, and he doesn’t think he’ll be able to control himself any longer. “You would like that wouldn’t you?” You asked and slowly lifted your dress while staring into his eyes. Jude chugs the wine as he watches the white bikini underneath your dress coming into view. You don’t break eye contact as you toss the clothing next to him. “Look at you,” he sighs while staring from head to toe. You smirked, “you can look but can’t touch.” Jude chuckles, and he lifts his beach shirt before jumping into the water.

You scoot away from him and take in his body, he looks more muscular than the last time, and there are some visible scars from training. “You can touch me everywhere,” he mumbles. Your body was heating up and reacting in sinful ways. You could get caught any minute and ruin your life, and you can’t guarantee that Jude will have your back. “Your girlfriend wouldn’t like that,” you muttered, but your hand was flinching from wanting to touch him. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’ll be gone in the next minute if you want.” You smiled at that, but it quickly faded because it wasn’t fair for anyone. You’re the one in the relationship, and you should be loyal, but the temptation and tension were too much to bear. “My boyfriend. He’s your best friend, and he’ll get hurt.”

Jude hears the hesitation in your voice, but he knows you want it as much as he does. So he scoots closer to you, only a couple of inches between you. “He doesn’t need to know. It’ll be our little secret,” Jude whispers. You gulped and timidly reached out to touch his chest. He lets out a relieved sigh and closes his eyes from the touch; gosh, you were so soft. “Did you miss me?” He asked while leaning down. “Did you think about me?” He asked again as he reached down and cupped your pussy. “Because every time I fucked, I cum thinking of you.” And that was it, you were a goner.

Jude lifts you as he kicks the door close and locks it. Everyone was now half passed out and drunk and was already asleep. The resort was empty and quiet; no one around to even know what the two of you were up to. Trent was passed out in your room, whereas Jude’s date went off with another guy. It was a win-win situation because this gave you time to relieve the sexual tension between the two of you. “Slow down,” you mumbled as Jude lifted you against the door and kissed you roughly. “Fuck no!” He growls. “I have wanted to fuck the moment I laid eyes on you. There is no way I’m holding back.” You have no words to say, so you just let him devour your mouth as his hands roam every part of your body like he would die if he didn’t. “I need to take you now,” he whispers and gently lays you down on the bed. You hurry towards the headboard and watch as he slowly removes his pant and boxer. Your mouth gasps at the view in front of you.

Jude was perfect in every way, and it has come to you that even Trent couldn’t get your heart rate beating this fast. You feel yourself drowning as he climbs onto the bed and unhooks your top, and rip off your bottoms. When the both of you are naked, you admire one another’s bodies, memorizing the image like it would be the last. “Gosh, you have no idea how long I have been dreaming of this,” he said almost painfully. Jude pulls out the nightstand drawer and reaches for a condom. There was only one in the drawer. You glared at it, and he chuckled, “the only person I was going to fuck was you,” he said. He then rips the condom with his mouth, and you watch him roll the rubber on. Jude smiles down at you and takes your mouth into his. The kiss wasn’t sexual; it was passionate, like he wanted to prove something. “Keep me as a secret all you want, as long as I get to have you,” he says. And the whole night, Jude proves to you how much he meant it.

You groan and feel an arm pull you into a hug. Your body ached severely, and only you and another person knew why. You open your eyes to see Trent staring at you; with the cutest smile. “Morning, baby,” he says. You smile, “morning, babe.” Trent then pulls the blanket off and grins at the sight of the hickeys on your neck and chest. You foolishly allowed him to think it was from him and smile back. “Thank god for this vacation.”

As promised, Jude sent his date back home, and for the next couple of days, you pretended nothing happened, acting like you hated one another. But at night, when everyone was dead asleep, you would sneak into Jude’s room and do all sorts of sinful stuff. The both of you would remind one another that this would be the last, but it was a cycle that never ended. Jude was lusting after you, and you were too. It was in his nature to be competitive, but he was ok with being your deepest secret, and even though you hated yourself afterward, you were ok with letting him stay while he was inside of you. It was a secret that could never be revealed, and will live inside of you forever.

You shifted uncomfortably and glared at sleepy Jude next to you. You then turn to your boyfriend, who has his head on the window, also sleeping. The seating arrangement became slightly awkward because two other people decided also to take your designated plane back. Trent volunteered for Jude to sit next to him, but neither you nor Jude liked the window seat, so the arrangement ended up with you sitting between the best friends. From everyone’s perspective, you two hated the arrangement, and that’s why Jude had his headphones on and was asleep, but as your hands, intertwined with his underneath the blanket, you could only imagine how uncomfortable and shocked everyone would be if they discovered that you two likes one another. Both you and Jude were a fool for acting like this, but no one should know, and no one will know as long as neither of you falls in love. It will be a selfish secret that will go on until one of you step away. And you’re sure Jude will once the phase is over; he’ll get bored of you and move on and won’t even remember this ever happened.

“I love you, baby,” Trent says and kisses your forehead. You chuckled and laid your head on his shoulders. You smiled and reassured yourself that everything would be ok. “I love you too,” you mumbled and, for a second, felt a shiver run down your spine. You open your eyes and tilt to look at Jude, but he is still asleep while his hands are intertwined with yours underneath his blanket. Feeling wary, you close your eyes again and try to relax, but even while sleeping, you can still feel Jude’s eyes watching you, like he has another plan for you. Like you have fallen into his trap.

Part III

@suzysface @miri-97 @laracovr @lunamelona @justcqllmedaddy @thepastaqween @letmehoeyou @jelldaysstuff @junalovestrent @alwaysclassyeagle

#soccer #footballer imagine #jude bellingham #jude bellingham fic #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham x reader #england nt imagine #bellingham #bvb dortmund #borussia bvb #trent alexander arnold #trent x reader #trent imagine #alexander arnold

[rollercoasterwords]

so at the risk of sounding like an idiot…for whatever reason i thought this was going to be jegulily but has it actually been regulily bffs with jily/jegulus in a love triangle situation??? not asking in an angry or rude way but in an “am i so dense i missed this the entire time?’ way

(pls ignore me if you got this ask twice but my wife crapped out right as i sent this the first time)

yeahhh it’s not an easily categorizable relationship which is why the fic is not tagged jily or jegulus or jegulily bc it is. none of those. hang on i’ll explain under the cut don’t think it’s quite as much of a spoiler anymore but just in case

ok here’s the breakdown: regulus is in love with james. lily is in love with james. they first bonded when they realized they were both in love with james & both knew that nothing would ever come of it & both agreed not 2 sleep w him bc they knew it would just break their hearts etc. james is not in love with either of them. he loves them very much, but it is not the romantic love either of them desire. however he doesn’t view sex as a big deal just a fun thing to do with people, including people you love.

so like. in ch 20 what happened is that james + lily went home together, both kinda drunk, and in a moment of poor judgment & high emotion (they all might die the next day!) lily decided to sleep with james despite knowing it would mean something different for each of them & would probably make her feel like shit the next morning. james was down 2 clown & was just like aw my friend who i love of course i wanna have sex let’s have a good time! regulus walked in on them & got mad at lily bc he felt like she had betrayed their pact not to sleep with james & also bc he is jealous (he’s not being entirely fair to her, but emotions are messy sometimes, & lily understands why he’s upset). so in his anger he basically told james “u idiot she’s in love with u” & james, who thought he & lily were on the same page feelings-wise, realized that they were not & he slept with her even though he doesn’t reciprocate those feelings, which will hurt her.

so now lily feels shitty bc she sort of promised regulus she wouldn’t sleep w james and then did, and also bc james now knows she’s been in love w him 4 years which will irrevocably change & possibly destroy the once close friendship they had. and also she’s upset w regulus 4 telling james she was in love w him even if she understands why he did it. regulus feels shitty bc he walked in on his best friend sleeping w the man he’s in love with after she said she wouldn’t & he’s jealous & he’s angry at james 4 hurting lily even tho it wasn’t intentional & he’s angry at lily 4 putting herself in that situation knowing she’d get hurt & that it would hurt him & he feels guilty 4 telling james lily was in love w him bc he knows he just did it 2 hurt them both back so he’s angry at himself as well. james feels shitty bc he thought regulus & lily were both happy just being friends but is realizing that they’re actually in love with him and thus that his inability to reciprocate those feelings hurts them both deeply & there’s nothing he can do about it. & even if he could this is not a situation where either of them would be happy if he loved them both back like if he was in love with lily it would hurt regulus if he was in love with regulus it would hurt lily so. it’s a mess & everyone feels bad yayyyy who else cheered

#also this will be elaborated on a bit more in the james pov ch #but yeah it’s v tangled & messy etc #ask #wfrau

[not-alien-girl-v]

hii! could i request a cooper day fluff? maybe reader and coop are friends and end up confessing their feelings for each other whilst listening to music in his room (bc i feel like that fits with his vibe)

thank u 💕

warning: language

summary: short short wholesome read the ask because that’s what happens in this. not edited and reader is strong willed and ultimately mecore

“she’s so right, nothing does compare to a quiet evening alone with you,” i taunted at him. i’m not really sure how this came about, me and him, being as close of friends as we are.

i can’t even remember when we first met, he was just around a lot, and eventually we grew some type of bond between one another. for instance, we had the same taste in music and fashion, which is enough to base a friendship off of.

crushcrushcrush by paramore played over his cd player and he had settled into his bed with a graphic novel of some sort, something worth teasing him over due to how nerdy it was, and in the meantime, i found myself on the floor of his bedroom, for whatever reason, it was more comfortable than his cheap desk chair, so i didn’t mind it too much.

the day has come and passed us yet, a doctors appointment in the morning and a dinner with his family i had to endure until it was just us alone together again, as we so often are these days.

“is it?” he responded rather weakly, obviously not really hearing me. i know i tend to talk too much about anything and everything, and he does try his best to hear me out for what i really mean, but at the moment he was too invested in the book he held.

“yeah,” i collected myself up off the floor and stretched out my limbs wide into the air like a star. he stole a quick glance my way but acted as though he didn’t. back to his book went his eyes.

i came closer to him, sitting on the side of his bed and carelessly laying back, resting on his blanket covered middle.

“ow, you’re squishing me,” he whined and poked my forehead but i refused to break.

“oh deal with it, you big baby,” i stared up at the ceiling where there wasn’t anything, no decorations, just the barren white color the rest of his walls are painted, and you would be able to see had he not put posters wall to wall everywhere else. i was about to point it out to him, ask him why he chose to do that, seriously, i was on the verge of spewing the words from my mouth when he beat me to it.

“do you really like hanging out with me that much?” he didn’t look up from his book but i sensed he was jittery.

“huh?”

“when you quoted the lyrics in the song. is it true? do you really like being around me all the time?”

“of course,” the room was cold and it was autumn so there was good reason for it.

he fell silent and i let him.

“why, do you not?” i sat up and made direct eye contact, like i was about to scold him for his potentially negative answer.

“no, i do, trust me, i do.” he still wouldn’t look up from his book so i decided to break out my best attention grabbing tactics.

“so, are we in love now, or what?” never breaking eye contact once, he didn’t look away.

“well i know i am, i don’t know about you.”

my own plan worked against me. now i was the one bamboozled. “wait what?”

“you heard me.” i could not stand this for a second longer so i ripped the book out of his hands and placed it open face down on the sheets next to me, ensuring he wouldn’t lose his place.

his hands now empty, he sat up. “i’m serious. i like you. i really hope you like me too, since things are gonna be weird if you don’t, but if you don’t, it’s fine, you don’t have to.”

“wait, no, i do. i like you too, yeah, i just, i don’t know, i didn’t know if this was like… that kind of thing, what we have. i thought it was more we just stay friends for years and ignore whatever else is happening between us,” i rambled to him and he reached out and grabbed my hand to hold in his.

“i wanna be more if you wanna be more.”

i nodded, happily, with a stupid big smile on my face, “yeah, yeah, i’d like that a lot, actually. so, what? do we like make out now or something?”

he shrugged, “maybe,” and picked up where he left off in his graphic novel. i laughed and shoved his shoulder, laying back down. what an asshole.

#ahs #evan peters fanfiction #evan peters #evan peters x reader #evan peters x you #fluff #cooper day #cooper day x reader #cooper day fanfiction #cooper day fluff

[saetoru]

No but tee ur so right about the struggle to move on from sumeru. Like I’ve already played the whole archon quest to avoid getting spoiled and it’s been pretty good so far. But everything about sumeru and its story/character building was just so top-notch that Fontaine falls a little flat in comparison. *Mild spoilers warning* like the traveler meets focalors and I was just immediately hit with this immense longing to see nahida again. Like no archon will ever be nahida!!! She’s truly the peoples archon!!!!

And they’re definitely trying to set up a big mystery in the plot but for whatever reason even though the stakes seem like they’re supposed to be higher it just doesn’t hit with the same intensity as all of the absolutely insane shit the akademiya had going on. *Mild spoilers again* It probably has to do with the fact that it’s in relation to the people of Fontaine specifically and the traveler cannot be affected. Like it just doesn’t feel as personal. And given that it doesn’t feel as personal, there’s also not as much room for close character bonds to develop over a shared sense of urgency.

Sorry tee this ended up being a really long ramble but yeah ur so right ur feelings are so valid Fontaine just isn’t the same (at least rn) and I miss sumeru sm too

i think out of all the nations sumeru was my fav (altho the cultural representation aspects made me a bit upset) bc the story objectively was the most intriguing in this one but ALSO !! just the way the characters relationships were all built and connected was just rly nice and special to me. like even tho u hardly see much of candace she means the world to dehya and dehya means a good deal to everyone in sumeru city so like when candace comes to visit she’s still not rly out of place !! and it’s like 🥹 everyone is just connected to everyone and it’s a big family 🥹 and nahidas the mostttt endearing archon i think her story was my favorite but also her relationship with lumine was just more special than the other archons. i think the only other nation where everyone is close to being family like this is mondstadt with like kaeya and amber and eula and jean and klee—they’ve all had history in the knights and as kids so they’re all endearing too and that’s also !! why leaving mondstadt made me so upset !! and why i revisit so frequently just for the heck of it :,) and i think venti also has a slightly cuter relationship w lumine but idk like zhongli and raiden are lovely i liked them but they didn’t have that. idk. ig friendship that nahida had with traveler AND ALSO nahida tries so hard to rly connect w the ppl in sumeru she’s just the best archon i love love love her.

but i loved sumeru’s plot the most i think mondstadt was a bit boring until diluc showed up (lol) and liyue was fun but also a little less exciting and inazuma had so much potential but it was longgggg and tedious and also the miko training thing TOOK ME OUT. but sumeru was so fun and i enjoyed it thoroughly AND IDK IF ANYTHING WILL BEAT IT even the limited events in sumeru were so good sobs i AM RLY SAD WE ARE LEAVING. and also sumeru story quests are all my favs. dehyas was amazing and cynos was too and so was al haithams and i loved nahidas w the lore drops and even tighnaris had me emotional

i think i just have a bias LOL

but anyway I WILL FINALLY PLAY THE NEW QUEST just because i don’t wanna be spoiled so i might as well get it out the way BUT i’m glad someone shares the sentiment with me 🥹 sumeru will always be the best nation to me :,)

#asks!

[wendytestabrat]

why it’s hard to ship stan with anyone other than wendy

idk why but like every stan ship sucks LOL idk if anyone else has noticed this stendy is def the most tolerable of them (if we’re not including stan x gary bc that’s a whole different story don’t get me started BWAHAHAH) as much as i want stan to like find another girlfriend, it’s always been hard for me to imagine him with anyone else bc he’s been so obstinate about dating anyone other wendy, and i think the reason for this is bc even tho wendy sucks, at the same time she kinda seems like the only one for stan bc no one rlly understands and gets stan like wendy does, which i like about their relationship. like stan & wendy def seem to have a way closer bond with each other than stan’s relationship with any of the boys bc wendy can see right through stan’s bs and is always willing to call him out and hold him accountable when he does dumb shit while the other boys just enable him lol. like the best example was in “gluten free ebola” when wendy went on the radio station to call stan out for how shitty it was that they were just exploiting scott’s diabetes, she did that bc she cares about stan and knows he can be better than that. & most moments wendy just shits on stan for no reason when he isn’t doing anything wrong, but there def are the moments where wendy’s reactions to stan are somewhat justified and she’s just trying to hold him accountable for shit lol. but this is also why stendy works and style doesn’t bc wendy has been there for stan WAYY more than kyle has. she was the only one who wanted to help stan when he was depressed when kyle walked away and abandoned him. and wendy also was helping stan with his hoarding problem (which i’m sure the other boys would’ve just not cared and let it get worse LOL), but a moment that rlly showed to me how dedicated and understanding wendy was to helping stan was when she said that she was letting stan put shit in HER locker. which rlly shows how close they are, and stan lets wendy see the dark parts of him where he’s struggling. idk if any other girl would’ve put up with that or had as much patience as wendy, not to mention how wendy lets stan puke on her and doesn’t rlly judge him for it lol. i feel like the reason why wendy broke up with stan in “skank hunt” and wrote “i can’t fix you” bc it got to a point where she was tired of helping stan with like his depression and destructive behaviors, and their relationship was starting to just become overly codependent. they didn’t rlly explain that very well tho so it just made wendy come off as a bitch lol. but that shows how wendy cares about stan wayyy more than kyle that it got to that point, i mean even when they were broken up wendy still was willing to help stan in “the list”. so the reason why stan doesn’t rlly wanna be with anyone other than wendy is bc wendy is the only one rlly who keeps him on his feet and sees through THE REAL HIM, not the fake version he’ll act like to try to be popular or impress people or whatever lmaoo. even tho stan will get insecure all the time and act all fake just to get wendy to like him bc she’s more popular, but u can tell wendy gets annoyed with this pretty easily and just wants him to be himself. except the moment where she called stan a dork for no reason in “super fun time” IT WAS SO STUCK UP AND BITCHY AND OUT OF CHARACTER FOR WENDY. SMH. like why did she care sm about stan not looking like a dork in front of her??? this is the same girl who let him fucking puke on her for years and didn’t give a fuck LOL

#STENDYRANTGARBAGE

[socksonvideo]

Hi hi hello!! Tell me a bit about whoever you wanna talk about most!!!!! (or both, if you want!!)

💧🌟🔫👖

u know what... i will do both.... under the cut though bc it might be long lmao

aspen .

💧 - u know for such an angsty little guy im having a hard time with this LMAO. i bring a different one... so i don’t mention survivors guilt again bc catherine stole that one

obviously! there has been a lot of near death soul rider experiences and adding that to the previous near death trauma aspen had you get. more trauma!! and nightmares. this is about nightmares.

aspen has frequent nightmares about actual death (eg. Moss’ wings not forming in time / Sabine actually getting their ass (not in a good way) in Dino Valley / Being stuck in that in between area after Elizabeth Died / Car Crash / I’m sure there is more I could be here all day)

what if they hadn’t done that? what if in the future they don’t make the right move? its so easy for them to make a mistake and it does not help aspen’s paranoia. 

obviously this is added on to their moon circle issues because once aspen started having Those dreams it was another issue of “was that a nightmare or a vision” and so really. big mess. so fun!

🌟 - stargazing is kind of a quiet bonding activity for aspen. yeah, sure they’re alone most of the time out of their own preference but sometimes they want to hang out! just not mostly in loud crowded places. they try to just think about the peace and quiet because honestly there is way too much going on for them.

since aspen lives in the countryside (though right outside of jorvik city) they see the stars pretty often. most times they prefer to do it with someone though. sometimes its their abuela (who... i hc was a moon sister from the gen b4 elizabeth’s so really its a mild venting session sometimes)

other times it could be one or both of their sisters. most of the time though, they actually stargaze with maya !! actual best friends. one of the few people that aspen has actually talked to that isn’t their family. maya in general is just a very nice and funny person and aspen respects that.

misc people for stargazing though are the flying foxes (has only been a one/two time thing so far but the vibes (and smores) were amazing)

obviously the soul riders too but like !! mainly linda ..... gotta roll out the heavy ass telescope though. 

i imagine their first hang out with anne was a split thing (”alright we can hang out where u would like to hang out w me and then vice versa”) so after they did whatever, aspen took her to the usual hill and they just talked about whatever. bonding over fleeting quiet moments. and then aspen proceeded to point out every constellation.

(this is so long LMAO im projecting my love for stargazing rlly badly rn)

🔫 - aspen is the least likely person to go “yeah i trust you sure” right off the bat because they are so skeptical. of everyone and everything.

like, obviously, if you’re just being really open about being an ass or something, its a no brainer at that point. sabine at the manor was so very obvious and aspen, internally, was laughing, up until she took justin in which aspen was not laughing and was like “damn.” it takes a while before aspen can trust you (even if you show genuine kindness it takes them like. a week or two before they’re like alright)

aspen isn’t one to turn their back on you without reason. going off “friendship betrayals” for this one, but aspen will show and give verbal distaste for something if you’re just being an annoying or pissy person. if you decide to ignore it, your loss. aspen can deal with you saying that they betrayed you. becaue sure. 

will say that it has happened to aspen before so the first hand experience is strong.

in terms of betraying someone, it depends ig? if its something of turning evil and betraying the ‘good side’ friends, then probably not. unless there was a Very Good Reason and the evil side wasn’t actually evil, then yes. if it was a fake out thing, then probably and very quickly. aspen can deal with the shock and betrayal if it means saving someone from something. life or death situation, and aspen chooses life.

👖 - tbh aspen wears like the same thing... maybe they'll switch it up sometimes (depends on weather like 99% of the time) but its mainly their little trucker hat, a sweater, baggy pants, and the same fingerless gloves and boots.

sometimes in the winter aspen will wear the shortest (modest) clothes possible. just to flex the alaska genes. its hilarious to them. others just think they are insane and maybe they are.

catherine .

💧 - slaps her little head. this character can hold so much survivors guilt inside it.

anyway she has a Ton and I mean a Ton of guilt from Elizabeth's death because she felt like she should've (and honestly could've....) prevented it but she was just so. shocked that she really couldn't do anything in the moment.

honestly there are a ton of other moments where she has watched past generations die in front of her and she has felt purely guilt from those events but elizabeths is the most recent and so she was beating herself up over it for a while.

plus they were literally in a sisterhood together even if catherine was different. that was her long time friend and she just? stood there? like hell she is gonna feel bad.

🌟 - catherine is constantly thinking about stuff to keep herself from spiraling so! every time she goes star gazing, she’s constantly trying to point out different stuff. where’s this constellation? is that a new one?

they mostly prefer to do it with wren. she only used to star gaze bc of a star circle rider from one of the very first generations but obviously she’s. not around to do it with her anymore.

🔫 - somewhere in between.

catherine can just? sort of tell if you’re a good person or not. it makes it easier to trust you if she can tell. of course some people are Extremely open about their true personality but others. hm.

she is well aware of the possibility that someone is faking their goodness or what not but sometimes. very few times she can also sniff that out.

catherine is quick to trust people just bc of the above LMAO. not the type to betray or turn your back on you without reason though bc she is just Not like that. the only time she’d ever ‘betray’ someone is if she was doing a fake-out trust thing bc ur just a little evil person and she needed to do so for her own gain. 

👖 - definitely has no go to outfit lmao that wardrobe is changing every day but. mostly airy clothes. like her sweater + cardigan on her ref are pretty thin in reality. i guess if we wanna consider something a go-to then probably whatever is like? a fashion trend at the time? lmao catherine is an enigma

#im so sorry this took me like a WEEK i take forever thinking about my characters #as much as they bounce around in my head they have to hit the corner right like the windows icon before the thought comes #dont know if i interpreted the asks rights tbh most of there were written at.... 2 am #thank u 4 da asks though #aspen southfield #catherine pinehome

[everythingsinred]

001 gakuen alice

wow really! how random that u chose this manga that i dont even care about or whatever

001

Favorite character: tie with natsume and mikan! natsume has been my favorite since day one but even though it took me some time to love mikan as much, they rly are equal to me.

Least Favorite character: UGH like theres characters i hate, like esp and persona, but whose roles in the story i mostly appreciate. if theres a character im kinda meh abt, even regarding his role in the story........ maybe tono? lol i have no real outstanding feelings abt him

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): im assuming this is romantic? if so: natsume/mikan, hotaru/ruka, koko/sumire, tsubasa/misaki, narumi/misaki-sensei. but ill include nonromantic as well bc i want to: natsume&ruka, hotaru&subaru, mikan&yuka, main 4 as a friend group (which is what we deserved rather than the three of them barely interacting outside of their bond with mikan), and the special ability group (namely tsubasa and misaki with mikan)

Character I find most attractive: kaoru

Character I would marry: maybe yuka. shes the one i would most trust above all. definitely the Best adult in the series. and most sensible.

Character I would be best friends with: UGh maybe yuka again. i trust her the most. its also bizarre now that im closer with age to her than i am with the main characters lmao. yuka is underrated though

a random thought: i have a rudimentary understanding of how alices are sorted according to ability but im ngl i still have trouble comprehending why some of the special ability students arent in latent or somatic. i just accept that i wont understand and leave it at that.

An unpopular opinion: the ending being bad is NOT unpopular. my unpopular opinion is that im not a big fan of like the last 30-40 chapters in general, not just the last three. theres parts i like, but mostly i think it could have been better done. also i dont like that mikan got the stealing alice. i dont like that choice really. i hope that doesnt sound arrogant but honestly im tired so if it comes across that way oh well.

My Canon OTP: natsumikan... ahh im so lucky

My Non-canon OTP: tbh hotaru and ruka! my sister and i made a banger playlist for them and i have sobbed just thinking of their potential. i honestly rly dont care if ppl think theyre a random couple or a way to pair off the spares--i think theyd be a genuinely good match and their scenes together are to die for.

Most Badass Character: probably either natsume or yuka but that badassery also just makes me sad

Most Epic Villain: ew none (ga is not an example of media where i root for the villains lol)

Pairing I am not a fan of: this is such a vague prompt. ill just say that i resent when ppl make one character the character they "ship with everybody" (namely mikan) bc that character tends to be female and there tends to be some very suspect implications about her agency and role in the relationships, like its more abt other ppls interest in her than in her own feelings. im not saying ppl who multiship are all like that (and im sure most multishippers are entirely reasonable) but ive seen enough takes in that vein for it to really rub me the wrong way. i rly genuinely only ship mikan romantically with natsume.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): ugh i lowkey dont wanna fully answer this but ill give it a go. first idc abt persona redemption, especially if it comes at the cost of his victims' experiences, so like no. he couldve just maybe died or smth instead. ALSO as ive mentioned with her having the stealing alice, i think mikan's end was not really that great for her character. it bums me out.

Favourite Friendship: natsume and ruka hands down no contest. dont argue with me; i wont listen

Character I most identify with: ah a lot. natsume bc. child abuse victim with anger issues. ruka bc pervasive loneliness and feeling of being a burden. mikan bc god am i really good for nothing can i even offer anything? i hate this prompt its too personal

Character I wish I could be: none lol the choices are to be abused, abuse others, or both so none. maybe id be jii-chan, he truly is outside that whole mess.

if you would like to send me an ask for a character/ship/show or you'd like to rb the original post yourself, heres the link!

#answered #thesightofworms #ask games #ga #gakuen alice #my thoughts abt ga have been in the making for 12 years so theyre complicated at times. #just ignore me if u want

[transgenderfox]

wait omg drop the elise essay king ‼️

IM ONLY 20 MINUTES INTO CUTSCENES SO EVERYONE IGNORE MY DUMBASS IF ANYTHING I SAY IS BLATANTLY WRONG AND WHATNOT

also this all probably makes no sense bc i wrote it all immediately upon waking up and its very disjointed . (did my best to clean it up for u bestie <3) but anyway

SO. basically i really dont like how elise is just something for sonic to chase after rescuing over and over and over. it feels like in trying to stop amy from being the damsel in distress they were like okay but now we need a NEW one. i dislike how she has such little agency.

my understanding of her backstory so far is her dad puts iblis in her as a kid and then dies because parents have no rights in this franchise. and this sounds !! like SUCH an interesting basis for her character. (again im not at that part yet so almost definitely im missing something but to seal iblis in her feels VERY shitty even if its nessacary for whatever reason, shes only a child.)

you could spin it to be a narrative about childhood abuse or trauma but again i dont have full context yet, if thats not at all where it goes then were i completely rewriting it id go with that personally !!

ANYWAY THE MAIN POINT I WAS GOING ON ABOUT IS WHAT I WANT TO SEE FROM HER:

so far it seems like the plot is just happening around her and to her. shes grabbed shes rescued she plays exposition fairy rinse wash repeat and i think this could actually be used well, as a starting point for her arc.

that line saying shes a good girl stuck out to me, as thats what you call children who dont cause problems. and well. what is a problem if not iblis. this heavy focus on being "good" and having to repress everything to keep iblis at bay will obviously weigh on someone, especially a child. this girl can bottle up so many dang emotions. she can be a true lesson in toxic positivity !! she also strikes me as very lonely (not uncommon with royal characters in sonic, like blaze)

so, shes a good (read: obedient) child who tells herself she has to always be happy for everyone elses sake. that her pain will harm others greatly.

mirroring how she had no control in the decision to harbour iblis, she allows herself to be pulled about by the plot for a while. (maybe acting independently doesnt even feel like an option to her, because she doesnt fully know what will awaken iblis, making her feel the best way to keep the world safe is to do nothing??? sacrificing herself for the worlds sake if you will.) shes been stripped of control her whole life so why would she act differently now?

she cannot be sad. so beneath everything, all of her sadness turns into anger that shes keeping at bay. why her?

i want her to have this unimaginable deeply repressed anger at her father and what he did. and i dont know what it would be, but i want something to act as a catalyst for her finally snapping, and she takes control of her story and chooses to set iblis free. she becomes the monster at her own volition. in "losing control" she finally gains it.

as i said to my best friend: i want a work of fiction where the woman is allowed to go really insane and be grotesque. where theres nothing pretty about her situation at all.

like i said, she strikes me as very lonely, and maybe the genuine bond she gained with sonic and co throughout the game is where her defeat will come from.

after all this isnt nessacarily her its her pain and her anguish. its something thats been mounting for years and years because of everything that happened to her. her whole life she has been her pain, all her actions (and lack thereof) for the sake of everyone else because she is the iblis trigger. but with sonic and everyone, for the first time in her life shes not that, shes elise, their friend. they love her genuinely and they want her to live life on her own terms.

THAT IS THE GENERAL GIST OF WHAT I THINK WOULD BE COOL ! if nothing else i think itd make for a neat au (villain au? though i dont really wanna see her stay a villain i iwant this to be more a metaphor for healing) but YA. im expected the timeline to now warp so this has always been true and everyone goes "wym this was litearlly the whole plot" wish me luck besties <3

#txt #wait i forgot to tag #elise

[coolermatt]

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[gogolstoelicker]

Giggles

We've got like practically a whole chain of BSD characters in Twisted Wonderland. So what if Akutagawa was there? We've got alot of agency members, time to bring Mafia into the mix. Evil ass

Twisted Wonderland with an Akutagawa!like MC

warning(s): mentions of killing, mentions of blood

notes: this is so funny to me bc imagine insulting mc and they just Rashomon everyone's ass

i added everyone bc pain and suffering sounds funny to me /j

You're extremely violent and ruthless when it comes to work, all the while maintaining a stoic and detached figure. Your composure is frequently broken by rage, however. You're quick to lash out whenever something doesn't go your way.

You seem to have a Social Darwinist perspective of the world. You believed that the weak deserves to die and yield to the strong.

Heartslabyul:

ace and deuce definitely learned the hard way not to piss you off LMAO

like they were causing trouble and u just rashomon their ass

esp ace (and grim)

and yknow in the prologue when ace mocked you? yeah

you probably rashomon his ass then

he was scared of you bc AREN'T U MAGICLESS?? WHAT IS THIS??

i mean he sure still bother u here and there after he got over his shock

can't help it man, you're his best friend

trey saw u and go "ah yes. another mentally ill friend🤗" /hj

honestly you're probably a little bit appreciative of trey

only a little tho

mostly bc of those pastries he makes

u try to avoid cater bc hes trying so hard to get ur emo ass to appear on his magicam

u probably tried to destory his phone once

but u got scolded by trey

u listen to trey for some reason?

talking to u is like a landmine bro

cater can ask a perfectly normal question like "do u like dogs?"

and u just go "not really, a wild dog bit one of my friends in the slums before so i was forced to kill all the dogs there"

and everyone at the table just stared at u like 🕴

riddle doesn't like how u do whatever u want

i mean u followed some rules if u think they're convenient but other than that, n o

and control that temper of yours! great sevens, he's getting a headache from the amount of times he had to collar u so u won't destroy heartslabyul or the whole school in general

Savanaclaw:

honestly? while you almost destroy everyone there

i think this kind of mc will get along with ruggie the most

i mean they do both grow up in the slums, so there's a lot of things they can relate to that others couldn't

(bsd beast spoiler: think of that one scene in the beast manga where akutagawa and atsushi are bonding over how their lives were before they got to where they are. it's smth like that)

you would rather die than admit it but you quite enjoy talking to ruggie

there's just something that you guys know that others dont bc you both grew up in the slums

like importance of food, and the fight for a notebook

one time, everyone caught u having a small smile on your face talking to ruggie

literally everyone: 😮😦

ace felt betrayed u smiled at ruggie and not him btw

"iM yOUr beST FRIend🤬🤬"

as for leona? u don't really care abt leona?

like leona is leona!!

but u guys might not get along too well tho

as for jack, you might get along with him a little

he believes u shouldn't do thing halfheartedly and u agree with that

he wants to be stronger, u wanna be stronger

is that u running on the tracks with jack at 5 in the morning?

oh see! u guys are bonding alr!!

Octavinelle:

if it isn't for your friends, the whole coral sea and monstro lounge would be destroyed

like thank god jack is strong enough to hold u back from lashing out completely

jade thought it was amusing but a bit bothersome

floyd thought it was funny and definitely tries to piss you off on more than one occasion

azul shakes in his seat thinking about the cost he will have to pay if u ever actually destroyed monstro lounge out of rage

and knowing u, u probably won't even help him pay that cost

so he ordered jade to uh

keep floyd away from u

that one time u lashed out is enough warning for him to be careful with you

esp when it seems like u don't even care abt ur comrades and is focused on destroying the things around u and the source as to why things doesn't go your way

honestly? u guys probably don't click KSKSK

Scarabia:

kalim thinks you're cool!!

like you're so strong and your ability is so cool!

I've said smth like that many times alr i am very sorry kalim!

jamil tries his hardest to keep kalim away from u cause like

you're very likely to kill him

like there's a 90% chance you would

5% you would try to avoid before killing him bc you got annoyed

4% you would do it when jamil's not around

and 1% that you wouldn't

jamil doesn't trust u at all

not that u cared ofc

kalim, however, always followed u around if he saw u walking down rhe hallway

like oh!! is that the prefect?!?!????

and then he dropped everything and ran up to u

better start running if u don't want him to bother u abt ur ability

Pomefiore:

smile will u?

vil said when he saw u

like he had never seen u smile at all! you're gonna get wrinkles that way, smile!

rook, however, isn't too bothered by this

you're beautiful the way u are!

like ur ability, the way u carry urself, ur appearance overall

its all simply BEAUTÉ😍

epel doesn't mind much

but you're so strong damn‼️he wants to be like that too‼️

and the way u do whatever u want no matter what the faculty or dorm leaders told u?

he's shaking, wanting u to take him as a student or smth

uh oh someone pls stop him

you're from the mafia? who cares!

ok maybe he cares a little

being from the mafia sound scary

but hey! all that matters is that u won't kill anyone here right?😁

right?😅😥

Ignihyde:

ah yes, emo with the emos

like idia gloomy and you're gloomy too

probably don't even acknowledge each other

like if you guys encounter each other in the hallways, u guys just walked past each other

maybe a small head nod as a greeting but other than that, n o t h i n g

u got into fights alot

and u have a lung problems so u were coughing all the time

one time u even coughed out blood

so ortho tried to look out for u!!

u almost lashed out at him since u don't want to be pittied(how do u spell)

but u got used to it over time!!

like he rushed over to u to help and u just

let it be

like stay there and let him do some treatment and analysis

mostly bc u know no matter what u do, he'll insist on doing this

Diasomnia:

ah yes, emo with the emos(2)

u think u and sebek could get along well bc of that hatred for humanity (well not really for sebek)

but in truth, it just sparks fights between the two of you

bc you're still a human and sebek is ❌anti human❌ apparently

lilia have met many kinds of people in his long life and during his travels

so he have probably met a few people like u so he knows how to deal with u!!

you're about to lash out? well better not try to lash out on him, he was a general yknow^^

silver is always on his guard with you

and esp knowing that you're from the mafia???

yeah he's def on his guard

malleus doesn't really care what or who u work for

he wants a friend who doesn't fear him

you dont fear him but u seem to have no interest in being his friend

he's pouty about it

if u look his way, you can see him sulking abt u not wanting to be his friend

this is a threat. be. his. friend.

Ramshackle:

oh grim def got his ass chop chop

the three ghosts too

you're probably the boss there now LMFOAOAOA

well i mean, you are a prefect. its only natural that u are one in ramshackle

but grim and the ghosts are definitely scared of you

like damn u almost destroyed the whole dorm and for what😔

but it's all good!! you warmed up to them one time!!

and it's now their core memory

like the prefect??? who almost killed us multiple time just protected us and told us not to die???

and they even suddenly started helping around??

what's next?? are the sun and moon gonna come out at the same time??

and idc what anyone says, you'll probably get along well with grim too

maybe you would just brush off the ghosts and their pranks

and even tho grim kind of makes u wanna do several capital crimes, i would say you two would get along well since you both grew up in the slums

talking to u is a landmine(2)

the ghosts asked what do u do for a living and u said smth abt killing people

they asked abt ur friends in the slums and u said they all got killed except for u and ur sister

everyone in the dorm:😱😱😱

#twst wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #kalim al asim #jamil viper #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #epel felmier #idia shroud #ortho shroud #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #silver

[queen-of-the-vampires]

Don’t Mess With The Queen

Characters: Klaus Mikaelson x Hybrid!Reader

Word count: ~1.7k

Warnings: none

Request by anonymous: Could u do a imagine where the reader is friends with the mystic falls gang and is a werewolf and finds out that she and klaus r mates?

Summary: People who you want to call your friends are planning on killing the love of your life. It’s your job to show them who’s really the boss.

Author’s Note: This is a female!reader. I did change this request a tad, but I hope you like it! I haven’t written for TVD in a while now, so please bear with me on this. After asking a few people, I have decided to end this on a fluffy note. I did write an angsty alternate ending, but I don’t know if the anon who requested wanted that or not.

No one knows why you’re really here. They all think you’re their friend, so they feel comfortable disclosing their plan right in front of you. You want to be friends with them because they seem like genuinely nice people, but they are so fueled by rage and revenge that they’ll do anything to get it… even plotting against your mate, your sire, the love of your life.

Stefan and Damon have spent their entire life fighting each other and putting their noses in places where it doesn’t belong. Elena and Caroline have always been the people who want to fix others, to make them better even if there is nothing wrong with them. Bonnie is always stuck in the middle of everyone’s problems, putting herself and others in danger for no reason.

“So, what’s the plan here?” Elena asks, taking out the last bit of weapons she has stashed in the Boarding House.

“First thing we need to do is pick a location. When is Klaus most vulnerable?” Stefan asks.

“Yeah, the last time we did that, Elijah betrayed us. That moonrock or whatever was our only chance to get him at his weakest.”

“You were one of Klaus’ bitches. What do you think?” Damon asks and turns to you.

“What?” you ask, pulling back from your own thoughts.

“You spent over two years sired to him before Tyler saved you. You must know things that can help here,” Elena says.

What she says is true. You were sired to Klaus for two years, but not in the way they believe. You were sired to him in the beginning when you were first turned by Klaus’ mother. You were a werewolf that was in the same village as Klaus and his family. You two became fast friends, always leaning on each other whenever his abusive father and your abusive mother decided to make you two their toys.

Everything was going fine until one of your own decided to kill the youngest member of the Mikaelson family. There was a family friend of Esther, Tatia, that she used her blood in a spell that would make them the Original vampires. Klaus wanted you to have the same thing, so without his parents knowing, he gave you some of that wine. You were the first-ever turned hybrid that came from a spell.

You and Klaus have spent every moment together ever since. What the gang of Mystic Falls doesn’t know is just how old you are. They think you were just another hybrid that he made with Elena’s blood, stuck with him against your will. Tyler found your pack in the mountains and proceeded to unsire every single one of Klaus’ hybrids. When Tyler got to you, that’s when you started to catch onto what he was doing.

If Tyler wanted to desperately to save you, then you were going to act like you wanted to be saved. You came to Mystic Falls and befriended the vampires in the town. Now, they all think that you hate Klaus as much as they do when really, you’re just as in love with him as you were when you first met him.

“He really liked hiding out in the woods, though, they’re usually on werewolf territory, so good luck trying to get there. It’s probably why you can never find him. The werewolves will get to you before he does. He hears chatter in the wind and he moves to another pack site.”

“That’s smart,” Caroline comments.

“Yeah, so you’re not going to find him there.”

“Guys, we need to figure out something, or else more people are going to get hurt,” Elena says. Sometimes, you really want to kill her so you don’t have to hear her speak. “Klaus needs to die.”

Hearing them talk about killing the love of your life enrages you a little bit. You could take every single person in here without breaking a sweat, but you don’t turn to violence just yet. You take out your phone to let Klaus know exactly what they’re planning. You’d be a bad girlfriend if you let them attack without warning him.

They’re planning on killing you, my love.

It’s cute if they think they can.

They seem hell-bent on figuring it out.

I’m not afraid of them if that’s what you’re worried about. They can’t hurt me even with their best player.

I’m worried someone is going to get very hurt. What should I tell them?

Tell them where I am. Let them come. If it’s a war they want, I’m only happy to provide.

Are you sure?

I’m always sure, love.

You put your phone away and look at the small group, getting up to join the elite circle.

“I do know where Klaus lives.”

“That would have been nice to know a little earlier, don’t you think?” Damon sneers.

“Damon, don’t,” Stefan butts in. “Where is he?”

“New Orleans. That place is crawling with witches and vampires, but he and his family are stationed there.”

“How do you know this?”

“Because he took me there once. The witches will know once you arrive, but most of them are scared of Klaus anyway that they’ll help you blend in. Everyone from that town knows the Mikaelsons are royalty, but their castle doesn’t have a lot of guards protecting it. If you want to get to him, that’s where you want to do it.”

“How do you know all of this? This seems awfully suspicious for someone who isn’t sired to him anymore.”

“He still thinks I am. He’ll call me every day and ask for something. He figures if he has a hybrid in another state that I can do his dirty work for him elsewhere. You want to get Klaus? That’s how you’re going to do it.”

“She does have a point. Better to take this fight to his turf than ours. He’s more comfortable there,” Stefan points out.

Now that they know a location, it didn’t take long for them to come up with a plan of attack. Of course, you told everything to Klaus as soon as you were on the plane to get to New Orleans. He told you not to worry about a thing because he’ll plan a little something for their arrival.

No one messes with the King and his Queen.

When you land in New Orleans, the gang is eager to carry out their plan of attack. Just like you said, the town is crawling with witches who sense you the minute you landed. Every single witch knows you by heart, so they’re confused why you’re with them and not with Klaus. Your love must have only told them the basic information instead of what was really going on.

“Okay, where is this son of a bitch?” Damon asks.

“The French Quarter is where he likes to hang out. You’ll want to start there. Caroline and Elena will blend in more since they’ve never been here, but you two might stick out like a sore thumb. Just be prepared. If anything, I know these guys so let me do the talking.” You pause right in front of the group and turn to Bonnie. “And Bonnie? These guys know you’re a Bennett witch. Try not to do magic unless absolutely necessary. Klaus has a thing with witches.”

You lead the group into the French Quarter while keeping your head down to avoid conflict. The group follows your lead until you reach the middle of the place you call home.

“Stay here,” you say and leave the group on your own.

You approach the small bar within the Quarter, and lean over the counter a tad, looking at the bartender.

“Is Klaus here?”

“I’m right here,” you hear your lover’s voice. You and the Mystic Falls gang turn to see him standing in one of the many doorways that enter the French Quarter. “I hear you’re looking for me?”

“Where in the world did you hear that?” Damon asks, giving you a side glare. You step away from the group and speed over to Klaus, standing just a tad behind him. He smirks and doesn’t break eye contact with the older brother. “Traitor.”

“It isn’t a betrayal if I was never on your side to begin with,” you state.

“What are you doing? You’re not sired to him anymore,” Stefan tries to appeal to you.

“My sire bond wore off in the tenth century. I’m a lot older than you think I am. I really did want to be your friend, but you’re all so driven by rage and revenge that you can’t leave us alone until we’re fixed to the standards set by you. Next time you plan to kill someone, you should think twice about who you let into your home.”

“We should get going,” Elena whispers.

“Always the level-headed one, Elena. Too bad you can’t,” Klaus grins.

Stefan and Damon try to leave using their vampire speed, but they are blocked by the spell put there from the witches in this town. It’s like a big spell to trap the four vampires and the one witch inside. Caroline steps into the sun and immediately screams in pain, seeking the shade to calm her burning skin.

“My daylight ring isn’t working.”

“Yes, you’re all trapped here. For how long is still yet to be determined. Welcome to the French Quarter ladies and gentlemen,” Klaus chuckles.

“I can’t use my magic,” Bonnie panics.

“The next time you even think about going after Klaus, I won’t be so nice,” you say.

Klaus wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you close, whispering something into your ear.

“Pardon us, we have other business to tend to.”

Klaus leads you away from the group, and only when you two are alone, does he turn you so that you’re facing him.

“You can relax, Klaus, no one is going to hurt you. Not as long as I am alive.”

“I can take care of myself, love,” he chuckles.

“Yeah, but isn’t it better when I do it?”

“Tenfold.”

“Always and forever, my love,” you whisper.

You lean in and press your lips to his, showing him just how much you love him.

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[semischarmed]

Detour

“Really Scott,” you say, as you run your fingers through your hair. “I don’t look familiar to you at all?” You take a mental picture of your high school tormentor’s face. Damn. ‘You’ve only gotten hotter these past few years haven’t you?’

“Nah man, sorry” He states as he moves to close the door to his apartment. You give a slight rub to a small gold medallion and his body starts moving on it’s own. You stare at him with a cruel smile as he tries to wrestle control back of his body. Your face strains but you are able to force him to let you into his place. Scott, evidently, was smarter than he looks as you notice him take a mental note of your struggle and the medallion. You’re gonna have to be careful around him.

You have to admit, this is a lot tougher than you initially expected. Much like his body, man has a will of steel, and even with this necklace’s little power boost, you can only barely contain him. But you have the power of raw emotion coursing through you. Envy. Lust. Unlike Scottie over here, lady luck has not been kind to the past few years past high school. That all changed when you came across this medallion. A strange, mystical, wonderful medallion with strange, mystical, wonderful powers. As soon it came into your possession, you instantly knew the first person who would have the privilege of witnessing its power firsthand. Scott reclaimed a bit of power over himself.

“What the fuck dude! You got the wrong guy! I really don’t know who you are!” You have to hold back a bit of your hurt. All those years of agony and fear, and it doesn’t even register a blip to him. ‘Fuck it, worth it for what I’m about to get.’ With another rub of the medallion you force him to freeze.

As you study his frame, still and glistening with a nervous sweat, you are overcome with a wave of lust- you can’t wait to possess the fuck out of this man. He’s only gotten bigger, beefier since the last time you’ve seen him. You are cut from your trance as you hear a soft “zzzz” sound.

His phone buzzes again and, rubbing your medallion, you force him to pull it out and unlock it for you. “Who is this?” You ask, as you take a closer look at the string of texts. “Almost back!” “Hey u wanna get some pizza tonight?” “Dude I gotta tell you about Sophie at the weights today.“

“I-It’s Alex, he’s my friend. He’s my best friend. We’re roommates. Also he’s coming back soon, so you should probably go. This-whatever the fuck this is man, I won’t tell anyone I promise. Just go” he states nervously. Try as you might, you can’t read if he’d genuinely let you go. Knowing the Scott you knew in high school, he’d probably beat you to a pulp as soon as you released your hold on him. Whatever. Not leaving anyway. You stare at more pictures of his friend from Scott’s social media. Fit, cute- hot even, easy on the eyes. Ok then, maybe a little detour is in order. 

“I’m gonna give you a choice.” You state plainly, as you set his phone on the table. “And I know you remember who I am, so you can stop the act. You? Or Alex? Who’s it gonna be?” He probably thinks you’re gonna kill him. Not even close. If anything, he’s gonna be getting a new lif-

“Alex, Alex! Please dude, just leave me alone!” He says without hesitation. Damn. Cold-blooded. You smile with menacing compliance. 

“Alex it is.”

----

Minutes later, a sweaty Alex unlocks the door to his apartment, eager to get quick shower in and order some dinner. “Oh, uh, I didn’t realize we’d have guests”. 

Alex smiles warmly at you and greets you, “Hey, I’m Alex, Scott’s roommate. Good to meet you!” He looks at his hand. “Sorry, I just got back from the gym, so I’d shake your hand, b-” “So you’re Alex! good to meet you too!” you cut him off by extending your hand, which he awkwardly shakes out of formality. You use this to take a sneak preview of your future vessel’s hands. Calloused, but soft. Thin, damp. Vascular. Good.

“Yeah, I’m an old friend of Scott’s. From high school,” you lie. “He said he had to grab something from the store, so he’ll probably be back in a bit.”

“Aww well, I’m sorry he’s been keeping you waiting” Alex gives a warm smile. “He’s usually pretty good at this kind of stuff, so I’m sure he had a good reason. Do you want like a water or something?” 

He starts to head to the kitchen. You stifle a moan as you quickly stick your hand in your pants and smear his gym sweat all over your dick. Sneak preview. 

As he fashions himself a glass of water and glances back as you quickly take your hands out your pants before he notices. “Oh no, no! I’m alright! Thank you for the offer though!” you beam back. Close call.

‘Alex is such a nice, stand up guy’ You wonder to yourself, ‘why is he friends with that piece of shit’

“I’ve known Scott since college, so a little less than you, haha” he adds, as if hearing your mental conversation. “He always keeps it real and he’s even been helping me get toned”. He smiles and does a small bicep flex to demonstrate -hot- before he ravenously gulps down the entire glass of water and sets it down.

‘Fuck yeah, I can’t wait to be the one going down that tube’ you think, as you bite your lip. Alex starts to head your way. You then pick up on his scent, he smells clean- probably his cologne or deodorant. Mountains. Mint. Fresh rain. He’s like a breath of fresh air. Then the undercurrent of his scent hits. Raw, primal, alpha as fuck. You’re a bit surprised. Such a kind, clean cut guy and he apparently naturally smells like a filthy, raunchy, putrid motherfucker. You can hardly control yourself as you try to imagine where it’s coming from. Pits, ass, feet, ball sweat, all of the above?- wherever the fuck it’s coming from, it’s intoxicating. You smile in the joy that a little piece of you, even if it was just the dick that you rubbed his hand sweat all over, now smells like a diluted Alex. You struggle as you adjust your growing hard on in proximity to the pheromone bomb that is Alex.

Suddenly, Alex’s phone buzzes. You steal a glance at the sender. It’s Scott.

“Hey man, come to my room, now. We need to fucking talk. I have no idea who he is. Make sure he stays where he is. He doesn’t know I’m here .” Alex stares at his phone, a little perplexed, while you continue to stare at this fine, fine piece of ass in front of you. He gives a quick glance your way, to which you respond with a smile. 

“Hey, uh, make yourself at home, ok? Im sure Scott’s coming back soon. I, uh, I gotta take care of something real quick with our, um, other roommate.” There’s only two bedrooms and he’s a horrible liar, but you still find it a little endearing. “Anyway, it was nice to meet you, maybe we can hang out sometime. Any friend of Scott is a friend of mine!“ he tells you kindly as you swoon. ‘Oh Alex we’re about to be much, much closer than friends. Closer than you can possibly imagine’.

“Hey dude, uh, so Scott’s friend is waiting for you in the living room. Also whatever this is, can it wait? I kinda have to showe-“ Alex cuts himself off as he sees Scott slumped over, tied up to his desk chair with his own dirty clothes in a neat little bow. “What the fuck!?! Scott! are you ok?” Alex rushes over to help his friend.

“So, I gotta say, Scott, you made a great choice sacrificing him to save yourself. Alex is definitely a catch.” You say from the doorway. Alex quickly looks your way in horror as his best friend breaks free from his fake restraints and pulls him into an embrace.

Alex tries to squirm free from Scott’s grip, as you make Scott say the truth to his friend. “He made me choose, between you and me. I chose you.”

“T-This is a joke, right? Scott?” Scott starts to force him into his desk chair. “Cmon man!” Alex pleads, as an emotionless Scott ties him to the desk chair.

“Some best friend” you chuckle, as you stroke Scott’s cheek and wipe away a stray tear -you can feel his revulsion internally- “he sold you out without a second thought”. You start to undress his lower half, starting with his gym shoes. Fuck it was potent. “Don’t worry, I’ll never do that to us.” You peel away his sweat soaked socks and take another whiff. Alex sits in confusion, probably speechless at what had just transpired.

“Let’s make a deal” you say with a chuckle. “I’ll show you a taste of me if you show me a taste of you.” Without waiting for a response, you start by kneeling down sucking on his scummy toes. Sour. Just how you like it. He’s still squirming in his bonds a little. “Step on me,” you say, as you smash your face to his sweaty feet over and over again, simulating him stepping on you. You catch a little movement in his crotch area. ‘Is he enjoying this?’ you ask, as you continue up Alex’s legs. You look back to make sure Scott is still in your control. He stands frozen, emotionless, but with a deep hatred in his eyes, twitching occasionally in his attempt to break free. You make him face Alex and force him to lift the corner of his tank top to give Alex a little tease, while you continue with your little treasure hunt.

You then peel away his compression shorts to reveal your prize. A concentrated bloom of Alex’s pheromones hit you. Ecstasy. You almost pass out on the spot. ‘Holy shit’. You can't control yourself as bury your head and greedily rub your face in his sweaty crotch. Alex is eerily quiet.

Rubbing the medallion, you issue your next command. You’re gonna need to divert a little magic to making this work, so you release some control of Scott as emotion and shouting return to him. It takes a minute or two but you’re able to get your bodies properly primed fro the next stage. You notice Alex shiver from a slight tingle in his body, while Scott continues his barrage of insults your way. “Shut up,” you command. His lips quiver and then shut. “Scottie, come tell Alex what his best friend is gonna do to him.”

Alex again looks at Scott with a pleading face as a twitching, emotionless Scott continues: “Alex, I’m gonna stuff you full of himm- full of my Ma,” you wince. Strong and stubborn as ever, you can’t even get him to call you master. “Man you’re gonna love it. I sold you out to save myself. Didn’t even have to think about it. Just like that.” You’re getting a little better at controlling his movements. “Now I’m gonna be the one to make sure I put all of him inside you” Scott continues, “I-I can’t wait to see him wear you like a s-suit, parading you around, s-swimming in your skin and no one will ever know. I can’t wait to see the new you, w-with a little fag pilot tucked safe inside, pulling on your strings, speaking for you, thinking for you, loving for you” Scott finishes with an unsettling, wide grin that you force him into. 

Emotion and control rush back to Scott’s face. “Alex...” he states in an apologetic tone, but Alex doesn’t even look him in eye. Again, off the corner of your eye, you can’t help but notice a ghost of a smile on his face before it returns to its sullen look.

“Ok, ok, enough you two. Let’s go put on a good show for our best friend Scottie”.

-End Part 1-

[cassanovancats]

felicitate. four.

three < current > five

March 2017

White Day is only a few days away when you begin to notice Rika’s form is absent from your training sessions lately. There shouldn’t be any reason for this, at least not one you’re aware of. Your class celebrated Yuta’s birthday just two days ago, and both the curse and cursed seemed fine, great even. You decide it’s best to bring this up casually - Yuta was still so skittish and Rika would be able to hear whatever you said anyways. So while you lead Yuta through a yoga session, you ask, “How’s Rika?”

He flusters and falls from his side-plank variation pose. The band he was using as an aid tangles around his calf. You debate and decide to leave him. If you touched him now, he might spontaneously combust. That thought makes you giggle a little. You move to change to a position that meant you weren’t looking at him. Hopefully, that’s less pressure.

Yuta speaks up when you’re fully downward dog, leading you to believe your plan worked. “She’s fine, yeah, fine. Just uh - tired?” You nod but inwardly roll your eyes. You shift your hips in to move to upward facing dog and make eye contact again.

“Just checking. I miss her hanging out, you know?” It’s obvious Yuta just lied, curses don’t get tired, but it’s better to not call him out this time. You just have to hope it wasn’t anything you did. “I know you fell but at this point you’re just slacking. Get back on your mat,” you say, changing the topic to something safe.

You’re back in downward facing dog when the door slides open. A familiar voice drawls, “Why are you still working out, dummy? Forgot our plans?” You scramble to your feet.

“Gumi!” You rush to hug him despite his obvious distaste. “What time is it? Do I still have time to shower or will we be late?”

Your little brother snorts and pushes you away, “Please do, you smell. You have,” he checks his watch, “fifteen minutes.”

“Gumi! That’s not enough time!” You yell, already sprinting towards the showers at the back of the gym. Yuta pouts at how quickly you seemed to forget his presence. That face doesn’t escape Megumi.

“So, you like my idiot sister?”

“W-what! No, no no no, it’s not like that! She just helps t-train me and -!” Yuta knows he’s rambling but he can’t seem to stop talking.

“Whatever,” Megumi has better things to worry about than repressed hormones. He's known that Yuta had a crush on you since the first time he came to campus to train with you after Yuta arrived. Your classmate couldn’t stop staring and seemed disheartened by the fact that you called Megumi by a shortened version of his given name. He had pouted until Satoru showed up and made a spectacle of ‘Team Gojo’ being all together again. Like you three didn’t, at minimum, have a weekly dinner together.

“If you ever want to acknowledge them, you’ll have to get approved by Satoru.” Yuta feels like he also needs the approval of this boy, but he leaves that unsaid. Just nods dumbly. Probably a good thing he didn’t respond, because you barrel through the doors you disappeared from.

When you rush past him, Yuta gets a strong whiff of the floral scent he’s come to associate with you. Megumi laughs under his breath at the blissed out look. Your hair drips water onto your tee shirt and it’s clear you rushed. “Really, really sorry to dip, Yuta. Run through those stretches we did last week to cool down!” Your fingers distractedly pull your wet hair into a braid as you instruct him. “Oh! Tell Maki I won’t be at afternoon training, Satoru already knows and gave permission. Megumi, grab my duffel?” Already carrying it, he rolls his eyes. “I should be back tomorrow morning, but don’t count on it.”

“Wait, but why -?”

“Gotta dash. Bye, Yuta!” You run ahead of your brother, headed to your room to grab Tsumiki’s gifts. Megumi gives a nod and follows after you. Alone and without anyone around to judge, Yuta groans and buries his face into his yoga mat. God, why can’t he just be normal.

When he looks back up, Rika has taken your spot on your mat. You left in such a hurry, you didn’t even clean up. He’ll have to drop it off in your room. “Ya’ know, it’s not that I’m mad about you liking her,” she begins. “It’s just…. I know we can’t be together so I do want you to be happy. I just feel jealous. Especially since you got her that super fancy chocolate for White Day,” Rika finishes with a pout.

Yuta doesn’t really know how to reassure her. So he does what he promised when he was ten, and is just honest. “I’m here to learn how to let you go, Rika. Neither of us know how to do that yet. I can’t be in any kind of relationship until I learn. It wouldn’t be fair to either of you.”

Rika hums and picks at the corner of your mat. “Well. I think it’s more than just us two you’re worried about.”

“What?”

“Inumaki seems pretty interested in the both of you too. You may not see it, but all three of you are pretty smitten. It’s actually kind of gross.”

“That’s - he - no!” Rika just laughs and dissolves her form. Yuta, still flustered, continues to mutter as he collects the things you left and wipes down any used equipment. When he finally leaves, it’s just his luck he runs (literally) into Inumaki who looks unfairly handsome in a fitted tee and sweatpants. Even his markings are uncovered, which makes Yuta groan, tuck tail, and run away. Yuta can hear Rika laughing in his mind.

“Tuna mayo?” Inumaki tilts his head to the side but shrugs off the odd behavior.

-

July 2017

JJH Thots the good gojo: guysss help which tie do i get :( fushiguro: isn’t satoru with you the good gojo: yea but u know he’s shit at gifts maki: Both of those are ugly, (y/n). Do you hate the man? osamu: the cheetah print trophy husband: I like that one too! the good gojo: this is why you two are my favorites

From a few cities over, Yuta flushes at your words. Inumaki notices and kicks his foot. He’s laughing when he says, “Nori,” but Yuta can spot a faint pink over the hem of his collar too.

You turn around in the middle of the street when you hear a loud, “(y/n)-chan!” Satoru is speed-walking towards you, waving an arm that is covered in different shopping bags. His long legs have him beside you in a split second, even without the use of cursed energy. “Are you done yet? Nanami won’t even thank you properly you know. Why don’t you just get gifts for your precious Nii-chan?” He pouts and takes the two bags you’re carrying.

“One, it’s not your birthday. Two, you could buy anything you want already. Three, who's to say I didn’t already get you one?” You pull a box of macaroons out from one of the bags he took. Satoru moves to snatch it immediately but you put it behind your back. Of course, if he wanted, he’d just grab it, but your Nii-chan would never deny playing a game with you. “You can’t get it until we’re back on campus! I’m already tired and this is my bribe to go home early.”

“But (y/n)-chan,” he whines.

“Nu-uh. I promised a movie night with Toge and Yuta and I don’t wanna be late.” You realize too late you revealed too much, because your brother suddenly looks like a very successful cat.

“Why didn’t you just say so? I would never make my little sister late for her first date.”

You blush furiously, “Who says it’s my first?”

“It better be your first.”

“It’s not even a date,” you roll your eyes. “Neither like me like that, and if it was a date, wouldn’t one be a third-wheel?”

“Tricycles are pretty fun.” Your brother says casually. You roll your eyes again and add a gag for good measure. “Seriously, (y/n). You should know you have my full support to love anyone and everyone you want. Not that you need it, though. You’re a Gojo. We do as we please anyways.”

You tear up at his sincerity and throw your arms around your brother, or at least the best you can with his bags in the way. The two of you are frequently physically and verbally affectionate but not often in such a serious manner. You know there’s a deep love between you; for a long time, the two of you only had each other. Eventually, your family expanded to include Megumi and Tsumiki, but neither ever took the Gojo name. You and Satoru had a special bond. “Thank you,” you stutter around tears. You hope he understands it’s not just a thank you for the reassurance but a thank you for giving you such a life.

“Come on, no crying. You can’t go on your date with puffy eyes, you’ll scare both of them away.” He pats your head softly and just laughs when you punch him in the gut.

#felicitate #cass.writes #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #inumaki x reader #yuta okkotsu x reader #inumaki x reader x yuta #female!reader #jjk spoilers #jjk volume 0 spoilers #in ao3 this is two chapters but theyre real short so #combined with my author powers

[adhdsix]

i gotta sleep soon so ive decided i will finally dump a buncha my headcanons here aswell adfhsf theyre all in here but im gonna copy paste them as a post as well because i wanna ill be updating the doc a lot but i probably wont edit the post much notes slight spoilers but not much? i dont think? mono is written to be the tallest because rcg is more like a bonus i guess? but she is the tallest + oldest (this goes for other similar things written abt six, mono and/or rk) some of these are more like what-if scenarios (ex. modern stuff mentioned like cars) that could fit maybe in an au of sorts rather than entirely canon all links are safe

Six

she/it/they

ADHD

Tasteblind, but sensitive to certain food textures

Shortest by a lot, youngest but not by much Zero sense of time

Likes lullabies, gets Mono to sing them to her (likes to make up her own versions sometimes) Short attention span, unless she’s insanely invested in something

Definitely bites ice cream Uses Mono like a cat tree, climbs all over him, loves to sit up on his shoulders or just literally drape herself around his neck like a scarf (Mono eventually gets used to it, but she still can’t stay there for long or it starts to hurt) (possibly a little random but think like .. them + )

Likes most toys but hates dolls, usually tears them apart/messes with them for fun Not a huge fan of rain, but the sound is calming, and she loves the aftermath, which includes the smell, dew on grass, just how everything looks, worms and snails coming out of hiding, and splashing in puddles

Likes teddy bears (big and cuddly, plus, reminds her of Mono)

You are not immune to her puppy eyes. Raincoat Girl is probably the only person who is

Collects things a lot, gets attached to certain items for a random amount of time When she learns a new phrase or word, she loves to repeat it to herself ( not really in the “ look at me i learned a new word and i'm gonna use it all the time “ type way, she just finds it entertaining, kinda like vocal stimming ) Does a similar thing when she finds something that someone else said funny, mocks them by repeating it and giggling

Likes making "nests" out of her stuff

Definitely occasionally runs on all fours, it's usually not for too long though.

Most of the time it’s momentarily while she's already in the middle of sprinting, to give herself a boost with a bound or two, or if she trips or feels herself falling forward while running she'll shift onto all fours which is is how she originally developed that "reflex", to prevent herself from falling while running, but eventually she started using it a little more often 

She can also just walk normally on all fours too but she usually only uses it while running 

She likes to show off her object collections to Mono, he’s very supportive :] Loves long car rides, as well as Runaway

Brings mono gifts (usually dead rats, birds, etc. or bizzare objects from her collection that reminded her of him for whatever reason)

Hates drinks like soda or sparkling water, anything fizzy is a no-no

Likes shiny things Her pupils widen (that cat thing) when she sees something interesting, or something/someone she likes Plus her eyes shine in the dark / in photos sometimes, they usually look red

Mono gave Six their lighter

Heterochromia, their right eye is a dark, reddish brown, the other is milky white

Always chewing on stuff

Fidgets lots, stim buddies with Mono Six stims by rocking on her feet, bouncing, cracking her fingers and shaking fists most often She also vocal stims lots, mostly by repeating animal noises

It’s got tons of freckles

She likes to sing, and is very good at it but doesnt get to very often

it’s favorite things to sing are hypno and sunshine ( 11:11 hypno, sunshine )

Not super into arts, but loves to draw, and is very fascinated by origami

Often refers to Mono as a nerd (affectionate) (also sometimes dork)

Purrs, growls, hisses etc. Because she doesn't talk much, she adapts more animal-like ways of communication, not only vocally but also physical stuff (slow blinking, headbutting stuff, mostly cat-like traits and reflexes. also she likes to drop stuff off of shelves and tables just bc its fun)

Doesn't know her own strength a lot of the time

Very touch starved (they all are) even if she doesn't realise it

Flinches and/or swats others away when touched Eventually they get used to Mono, he's the only person that can touch her at all, but she still has limits

No sense of others personal space though

She’s great at tracking things, mostly small animals

Super ticklish, not very happy that Mono found out 

Very visual memory

She really loves all types of music, ranges from things like 100 gecs type stuff, to calm instrumental kinda things, literally anything with maybe a few exceptions Shark teeth, very sharp, loves making dents in stuff with them

Cat-like claws too (retractable maybe?? why not.. it usually has them out though) Love-hate relationship with snow, they find it weird and kind of icky, but Mono teaches her how to make snow angels, forts and snowmen, and she loves snowball fights (Mono regrets teaching them about those though), plus she adores going back inside and just drinking hot chocolate with Mono and sometimes other friends :]  Mono he/she Tallest of the three, oldest as well  Colorblind He has vitiligo Loves all sorts if arts and crafts, often drags Six into making stuff with him Her hair is very soft, even if it doesn't look like it Very touchy-feely, with others and with objects Knows and respects others boundaries. Six does not He will often push his own boundaries though He’s very protective, usually feels the need to put others safety and health in front of her own A little naive, will protect even if she isn’t getting anything in return from the person(s) Likes skirts! Mono loves to learn about his friends and their personalities, strengths, weaknesses etc. to use for their own benefit! For example, he has a different way to cheer up each friend, and does his best to include them in stuff he thinks they'll also like Loves any happy sounding music the most, but listens to lots of other stuff too (a few songs that remind me of him not lyric-wise but like, sounds like he'd listen to them, are She Wants Me (to be loved), Dancing in my Room, Sunday Best and Sunkissed type stuff, I don’t know music genres so) Favorite drink is probably coffee Loves all sorts of soup!! Has lots of nicknames for Six! Mostly uses kitty and shortcake (it hates them but gets used to them, only from Mono though; some of the other kids use them to get on her nerves, doesn’t end well for them) Love loves bugs! Six likes them too, but isn't as interested as Mono and Runaway (she likes to eat them) Runaway he/they Almost as tall as Mono, noticable difference though He loves chocolate milk and tea Probably the most reasonable out of the three Despite this, he still likes to annoy them (mostly Six) Similarly to Six, he sucks at keeping track of the time Likes goldfish snacks a lot His nomes are always nearby when he is Really likes coloring books and puzzles They love the sound of pianos, not the best at playing it but likes messing with them in his free time with Six (their rare bonding moments) Loves any instruments really, pianos are just his favorite Has the biggest sweet tooth Also loves bugs!! Mono and him are bug buddies His favorite bugs are caterpillars and butterflies, he isn’t a very big fan of spiders though (Mono didn’t used to mind them, but after the hand incidents in the hospital, he finds them icky; too similar) Bonus; RCG  she/they Tallest as well as oldest (again, not oldest by much though) Big sister vibes Super supportive Usually in charge of keeping others in line, doesn’t mind a little chaos here and there though (even if it doesn’t usually end well) Also has a few freckles, not nearly as much as Six Lots of energy that often rubs off on the others when she’s around Probably the most responsible, great with kids younger than her Loves teaching the others how to do stuff, has the longest attention span which makes it easier Very playful and teasing, but still knows and respects boundaries when it comes to that kinda stuff Gets easily stressed out and nervous when she doesn't know what to do, as she feels like she always has to be responsible aaaand thats all 4 now! i might do more characters like comic kids if i get enough ideas but thatll be in the doc if i ever do pleas share with me ur hcs and ideas too!!!! if u wanna i would love 2 see them!!

#six rambles #like i said i update the doc #but prob wont update the post with it #not very often atleast #little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #very little nightmares #vln #headcanons #six #mono #runaway kid #the girl in the yellow raincoat #long post

[jrueships]

Oh please share all your thoughts regarding kyle/Demar. Im desperate for content too. Also, can you share that flop video? Their last game was 3 months ago cus Kyle didnt play in the one last month.

OOOOOOH okay YEAH that's what i was THINKIN!!! that the flop video HAD to be the one from 3 months !! YEAH okay YEAH my thoughts EXACTLY YOU OMNOMONO-S M A R T , anon !!!!!! I don't think this sentence made sense but whatever we move

HERES the flop vid!! Notice the tie and the quarter LOL klow RUTHLESS to his mans lol!

AS FOR MY THOUGHTS ON THEM...... let's Talk.

They sure do love taking turns staring at each other in manic Lust huh. Hashtag just guy things Girlpower !!!

FIRSTLY uh hmm WELL i think they are.. just such an Iconic ship like TRULY the BLUEPRINT. Even in a nonshippy sense, the way they tell each other i love you i love this man i love kyle he's my guy i'd run through 15 brick walls for him i love demar he's my best friend LIKE.. it's REAL it's an UNABASHED bond!!!! They are CLOSE! they LOVE each other they CARE for each other!!! SOOO much!!!!!! THEIR POWER... UNLIMITED! and of course serge tryna pit bad bitches against bad bitches in his how hungry deebo guest vid; he recognizes REAL!! Not just delusional TUMBLRINAS realize their INFLUENCE but like! Everyone does!! IT'S SO ELEPHANT!!! IT'S SO THERE!!! love that for them!!! And i think them being so 'popular' and loved scares me off from privately publishing any writings not ONLY bcs i don't wanna DISAPPOINT people that follow em religiously down to a T, but bcs like! KYLE/DEMAR SO GOOD!! i don't wanna TAINT it with a thought process that can be COMPLETELY wrong from the source! I CANT DO THEM LIKE THAT!!! You know like i LOVE THEM because they're TRUE LOVE but i also HATE them because they're TRUE LOVE like! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY OTHER THEN 'it's true love baby!!' Because it IS! it's so GOOD and DEEP and COMPLEX and i LOVE that but my brain NEEDS to be able to simplify things down to lil bounceable points so i can understand it better but i CANT?? i can't let my brain DO that to something so HUGE and AMAZING????? The way they INTERACT is so DYNAMIC and fun and full of LIFE and!!! 1 U DONT EVEN HAVE TO GO INTO GOBLIN MODE TO VIEW EM & POINT OUT LITTLE THINGS TO. PROVE THEY ARE IN LOVE LIKE! they just ARE everyone can SEE can KnOW its so STRONG!!! They're my og favs for a reason but i also Hate them for that reason..... gay people

FOR DEEPER THOUGHTS ON THEM THO.. ACTUAL ANALYTICAL THOUGHTS BESIDES 'theyre gay. They're husbands. We win!'

This is from a lil note in one of my MANY unpublished kyle/demar fics to help keep me on point, SO if i ever DO sum up the courage and publish a fic that kinda hints to this idea, you guys WILL act SURPRISED and HAPPY at this BRAND NEW UNEXPLORED IDEA into kyle/demar lol (it gets touched upon a Lot in the kyle/demar owner player fic which is ALSO very long and WILL be hidden from the general populace )

BUT TO ELABORATE UHHHMM hmm so like

People HEAR kyle. People hear his shouting, his demanding, his AWFUL jokes (deebo: the chips are down kyle: like? Potato- potato chips? *extends pop bottle microphone closer to demar's interview*), his loud laughter, his unnecessary SOUND effects with his unnecessary physical COMEDY ( s T O M P I N. wiTH. the. BIG. boYS !WITH... *swaggers away from his made shot as demar giggles. Probably emphasizing his stomps just to make demar laugh MORE), his smartass comments to reporters ignorantly written off as friendly cheekiness by them despite the OBVIOUS fact that he HATES them (EXCEPT when it's to talk about.. DE-MAAAR!!). KYLE IS.. heard. Does that mean he's LIKED??? um. Well.

Kyle can be .. bossy. To put it lightly. Or an ASSHOLE, to put it now DEMARLY(beloved) but DEROGATORILY. He can argue with coaches like it's a HOBBY! And refs! ESPECIALLY refs! He can argue with the other players!!! You tryna start a fight after we get ejected from a game? Alright, HERES MY ROOM NUMBER. Spoiler alert though, demar GONNA be there because we BOTH loyal af and we BOTH gonna whoop your ass so. have fun losing to homosexuality you sexless giblet ! EVEN IF KYLE ISN'T EVEN PLAAAYING, if a fight breaks onto the floor you can BET he's stepping up all suit and tie to put his two cents in. And people are gonna respectfully disrespect him for that! I mean like.. that's Okay, it's REASONABLE you know it's ALRIGHT. Kyle's been living his entire Life being disrespected so he's just disrespectful right back and that's FINE. it's a little tiring though. Never making someone happy. Never making people Smile because you're just. An asshole. BUt you ARENT juST An ASSHOLE!!!! youre actually REALLY funny and REALLY clingy and REALLY sweet and full of LOVE!!! just.. you know.. also full of... Opinions. Opinions you think EVERYONE deserves to hear DIRECTLY because you HATE fakeness. You also hate being boxed in too... so maybe youre Kind Of an asshole, YEAH so WHAT? thats not ALL? Sometimes you SAY things... yeah.. but youre.. more. Youre So much More. And no one wants to See that . . . And YEAH you COULD hypothetically 'change' that but then that wouldn't be YOU. So you'd rather live a life unloved than live a life not yours. You've already been doing it so long.

Demar is beloved. Like. Thats just FACTS! reasonable tangible understandable FACTS!! serge would PUNCH a man for even HINTING dislike toward demar! We ALL would!!! Deebo is nice and sociable and truthful, can hold pleasant small talk, responds to reporters with delightful little metaphors for rudy gay to question. DEEBO IS A K I N G !!! a pleasant MANNERFUL king! Elegant demarvelous GORGEOUS he is THE WORLDS girlfriend! We DONT deserve him!!!! you know.. he's good at decency. 'Deebo's a Nice Guy. He's known for freezing up during playoffs.. but he's Likeable. He's Nice. So he'll be OK.'

Deebo has the 'i can socialize well in small conversations and i WANT to act pleasant to others because i care for them!!' Attitude People go through where they're 'on good terms' with a lot of people but not... their Number one. Not really KNOWN for ALL that he Is. All that he DOESN'T say. Because what if people Don't want to hear it? What if people Don't want their 'perfect' image of Deebo destroyed? Marred by depressing thoughts, chocked uselessly full of silly Obsessions and Ideas. They just like Pleasant deebo.. Want pleasant deebo. So he gives them that. And represses what he thinks isn't needed. Hides it. Doesn't speak it into life. well- absolutes are Difficult. Sometimes he let's Some Things slip out. Just little things though. No one cares enough to put what he says into memory though. It doesn't make impact that way. He's content with it, he supposes. Because others are.

But. It really does feel Good being with Kyle. JOKING with him, TALKING to him, telling him all your 'silly little ideas', goofing off with him, proposing a MOVIE together, little roles they can fit (the matrix clip..), it feels nice BEING with him. Because he LISTENS. Even if others only see Kyle as this stubborn asshole who takes no opinion beside his own into account, Kyle really does Listen. He might make some snide comments in reply, but he Retains the information given.. the things said. They can hurt him, or they could make him feel Alive. Laugh. Kyle lives for pushing people past their 'Decent' boundaries at the beginning to see who they REALLY are.. the Extent of their Being. He gives them his 100% in search of 100% in return. And you can Bet Demar gives that to him plus More. Plus the moon and the stars and the old movies of his time and his dumb little dances and his musical aspirations and his bothersome interview interruptions and his Love... demar is More than willing to give Kyle EVERYTHING. Because Kyle Asks for his everything. WANTS his Everything. Kyle takes Demar's everything and makes it Beautiful. Let's demar know it's meaningful. He doesn't show it as perfectly Expected, but he Shows it. Demar tells Kyle about his rapping hobby on a lazy afternoon relaxing from another harsh conditioning morning. He tells it as nothing more than a mere Afterthought, just an excuse able comment sprung by music listening inspiration. But Kyle HEARS it, TALKS about it. He brings it up in an interview... the reporter didn't ASK for it. She asked about his favorite rapper. But because Kyle thinks about demar SO much and about EVERYTHING he says, the good, the bad, the Cringe, he brings DeMar's hobbies up. He doesn't EXPOSE them in DEPTH though, just gives them a shoutout. To let the people hear. And to let demar know he's Been heard

Demar thinks of kyle often. Feisty asshole kyle. Couldn't live without me kyle. The man i leaned down to while he was on the floor kyle. The man i told i'd be by no matter What kyle. Because no matter What anyone else thinks of him, Deebo will be there .

Because Kyle's a Listener.

And DeMar sees that.

It's the little things that count.

#I ALMOST PUT LIVE SLUG REACTION PIC AT THE END INSTEAD OF THE DEMAR KYLE I WOULDVE CRIED #I DONT KNOW HOW TO DELETE IMAGES SO IT WOULDVE HAD TO sTAY THERE ???? #so glad i survived LMAO #ANYWAYS yea.. i love kyle demar but HATE kyle demar bcs i LOVE it... #its the horror of ruining something Good or whatever idk maybe im just an imperfection perfectionist #i looove things that have Faults in them but sometimes i think i make them bigger than they really are #and people who know better than me will point it out so ill disappoint them AND the media i love #😭😭 IUNNO... I HATE THESE THOUGHTS THAT PLAGUE ME.. IDEK IF THEY MAKE SENSE AND OR ARE RIGHT #if they arent then all the more reason NEVER to let my kyle/demar drafts see Light #BUTBUT DONT LET THIS THINK I DONT WANT A S K S ABOUT EM!! CUS I LOVE THEM AND THEIR ASKS AND ANONS!!!!! #i just have an irrational fear everytime i Talk about them LMAO idk #i hope i answered this well anon!!! if u want anymore thoughts lemme know! #i have some like... sadder ones in fhe kyle demar tag if u want those! #other than that uhh YEA imma just post this jumble and HOPE it feeds you 😭😭 or else ill feel like a bad cavemonster mom #(dad) #ted asks #kyle/demar #ted drabbles