#im feeling too much byeeeee

[bylertruther]

"will shouldn't use a gun in season five because his father probably taught him how to use one and that could be a bad reminder for him" have you considered that will using what was very likely a Bad experience to save his life in what is undoubtedly an even worse experience could be a good thing? have you considered that him using a skill he was forced to learn to save not only himself but (as is likely more important and meaningful to him) the lives of others could give him a sense of usefulness and safety knowing that he isn't defenseless and can stand his and others' ground if need be? especially considering that's a skill that we've only seen hopper and nancy possess, making it that much more valuable and himself more helpful to the group? after everything in s1 and s2, he's probably felt guilty for having endangered them and dozens of other people multiple times, i don't think it'd be out there for him to feel "happy" that he can finally return the favor and protect them for once (especially after having complained about being babied and treated like a doll).

"will doesn't have and shouldn't have powers because that makes him different and he doesn't want to be different" not only are you wrong lol <3 but how have you not noticed that will's entire thing since the very beginning is that he is different and he knows it and while he does get his heart broken over the fact that this means he faces constant unfairness in life, he still refuses to be any other way? will doesn't conform nor does he ever try to even when others try to force or shame him to. he gets frustrated and upset at being treated differently, yes, but he stays true to himself. to battle that feeling he sometimes gets that tells him he's a mistake, a feeling he gets not from his own otherness but from living in a world that Makes it an otherness and thus isolates him for it, he seeks out that which he loves and enjoys and throws himself wholeheartedly at it. will lives his truth and is willing to suffer the consequences for it. he refuses to live in darkness and let it take a hold of him. he holds on to hope and all that makes him feel better for being different. he holds on to art, to dnd, to video games, to his family and his friends, and everything that brings him joy and reminds him that it's okay to be different. in s1 joyce defends will ("he's missing is what he is") and jonathan tells him he shouldn't like things that other people (namely their homophobic dad) try to force him to like, that he should like what he genuinely likes. in s2 jonathan gives will the freak speech and tells him that no one normal ever accomplished anything and mentions bowie. in s3, he doesn't get a speech, (though joyce does tell him that when he falls in love he won't find it gross [avoiding the word girlfriend and leaving it neutral]) but he does face backlash from someone that IS trying to conform and IS shaming will for not letting go of "childish" things aka his interests, what's important to him, and what he wants. does will back down or shy away in shame? no. instead, he lets mike sit in his shame for having said something that hurtful, and he says "yeah. i guess i did. i really did." clearly this is a conversation about what makes will different aka his sexuality bc he goes and destroys castle byers (the safe place he and his brother built once their homophobic dad left which is a place will can be himself unapologetically) with what is likely a bat that lonnie gave him when trying to get him into baseball. he calls himself stupid and donates his dnd books, but i don't see this as an act of conformity (he tells mike as much, suggesting he'll just use his books + if he was ashamed he wouldn't have painted the party as their dnd characters and given it to him of all people lol). he felt stupid because he thought they'd always be crazy together, that they were of the same mind and heart still, and that they had the same brand of "otherness" if you catch my drift. then in s4 we get jonathan's tender "you're my brother and there is nothing absolutely nothing that will ever change that" which is the most direct anyone has ever been about that which makes will different. and he doesn't shy away from it! he doesn't deny it, because we can see from his confession and how he breaks down that he's desperately been wanting and needing to hear that. he accepts that love and allows himself to be held and seen by someone else, as he has every other time. because will doesn't hate being different, he just hates that he has to live in a world where that's seen as wrong and thus makes him feel like he doesn't belong because of it. but he doesn't change himself. he doesn't feel ashamed of it. he doesn't see it as a flaw in himself or others and he never has. will is different and he knows it and he wouldn't have it any other way.

will's story since the beginning has been about being different and going through awful things, and managing to not only find the light in it but also make it out stronger because of it all. it's always been about using what makes him different as a good thing and as something he uses to save himself and others.

will being good with a gun bought him time with whatever kidnapped him. will knowing how to run and hide kept him alive in the upside down. will acted as a spy while possessed and managed not only to save hopper but also tell them how to finish this. will's experiences and senses helped them figure out what was happening in season three. will's love and loyalty inspires mike and manages to bring him to a better place even if just for a moment in the van, and again he's the one that knows vecna's current state, aaaand had he been in hawkins at the time it likely would've gone a lot better because as dustin said "we need will".

taking something awful and turning it into a good thing and a source of strength is a wonderful trope. it's inspiring and empowering not only for the character but for those that could use that hope and reminder that there's always a silver lining, that life isn't all darkness and shadows and hurt. not only that, but it's something that they've literally always done for will since the very beginning. he is the prime character for that. his entire message has always been that it's okay to be different and that you can find strength and peace in that; that the things that make you different aren't a detriment, they're precisely what make you strong. like... i'm sorry, but have you not been paying attention at all whatsoever this entire time or... :/

#some of u heard 'sometimes it makes you feel like a mistake' and just forgot every other season ever it seems like #but idk maybe IM the outlier here lmao #characters like mike steve and eleven i can see the conformity argument for #BUT WILL?!?!?!? #will who has always drawn and listened to his music and wanted to hang out with his friends and play dnd and who #gets made fun of for so many things even by those that mean the world to him but has never ONCE tried to change #anything about who he is over that..... THAT'S who you think thinks being different is a bad thing!?!?! #will who has never lied about being a loner or what he likes or what he wants in life or has dressed like other people want him to #will who specifically has received multiple It's Okay To Be Different speeches and came out of them believing them is the character #that you think hates being different? will who loves mike's nerdy self and thinks the absolute world of him and TELLS HIM AS MUCH AND #CONFESSES HIS GAY LOVE TO DESPITE THE SUMMER OF HOMOPHOBIA AND THE AIRPORT FIASCO AND THAT DREW A #FUCKING HEART ON HIS SHIELD UNABASHEDLY AND CONFESSED IN FRONT OF TWO OTHER PEOPLE TOO ON TOP OF THAT #IN THE EIGHTIES!!!!!!! TO MIKE!!!! WHO COULDNT TOUCH HIM AND HAS A CONSERVATIVE FAMILY AND DIDNT TALK TO HIM FOR A YEAR #IS WHO YOU THINK HATES BEING DIFFERENT . HELLO #literally everything that he goes through is turned into something 'good' because that's the POINT!!!! #HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE NORMAL!!! HE IS NOT THE CHARACTER U SHOULD BE MAKING THOSE ARGUMENTS FOR LMAO #jus say u don't want him to have powers bro don't be lying on my blorbito's name like that 😭😭😭😭😭 #anyway. crazed frenzy is over im normal now <3 #u kno how the long and all too passionate bordering on Is This Bitch Okay mobile posts go #back to being offline now byeeeee 🏃‍♀️

[chryblossomjjk]

heading to the gym for the first time in forever

#i genuinely h8 working out like u guys don’t even get it #trying to get back into a routine bc ive been feeling like absolute GARBAGE lately #eating fast food way too much #not sleeping (this one isn’t my fault it’s capitalisms) #my skin has been so bad #ugh #anywho #ate a fruit and vegetable today woohooo #time to go cry on an eliptical #and then walk out like a gym baddie sex symbol 💅✨ #as i didnt just watch run bts n burn maximum 30 calories #im procrastinating okay byeeeee lmao #love you all #drink water pls our organs are deteriorating !!

[silenthillbunni]

maybe saying too much is better than saying too little? at least then ppl know i care and that im trying. and even if the effort's wasted on one person, it might not be wasted on the next one.

#having avpd is like...... i feel like just saying hi is unwanted and unwelcomed #like talking??? i always end up sounding cold bc i hold back bc i dont wanna be overbearing #but then ppl think im rude or dont care bc im distant??? #someone can message me and i'll be like?? omg am i too much if i reply??? #but babe you're nothing when u dont even say anything #whatever byeeeee

[tunglrsillyman]

becomes the joker but only because i’ve become somewhat self aware but not entirely enough to Act Normal or better deal with my problems in the first place so I Lash Out Instead

#neb vents #neb talks #👆 im ok btw. its like. im becoming aware or reminded mental problems that i have in every few months #like the problem evolves from 'ok i have this one problem but i dont think it would impact my life that much' to 'ok this is deeply #intertwined with who i am and my upbringing and i wished i couldve dealt with that problem differently but it sucks that i've struggled #with it more than anyone else and because of the reaction i had as a kid domino effect to me becoming Not good in that area where #everyone seem to be a natural at' #like damn what therapy should i take to deal with THIS. cbt? dbt? mindfulness? this is problem that will take YEARS to ''recover'' and #the process will be....Not A Painless experience thats for sure #anyways ramble over ok byeeeee #OKOOKOK one more thing #its funny too that like........aside from art #here is where i feel more raw or authentic #with the text posts that i shout to the void or w/ certain friends i feel more myself than the person i put up #where instead i try to act like A Human and worry abt unsaid rules and trying to find words that i end up blanking my mind trying to create #im just shitposting here bro #shit thinking if you will..... #***trying to create a new cohesive thought #once day i will be normal again i high key want to rip out w/e filted version i put out for myself and naw on it until its just me #i want to be normal and not feel like an alien #ive said this before too but i just want a genuine connection with other people and not feel like #incredibly disconnected because i dont know what to say or act Human

[pierregazly]

let's show the world ꨄ carlos sainz smau

carlos sainz x wife!reader

warnings: hateful/mean comments, cyberbullying

in which carlos has to make it clear to the world how much his wife means to him, and how strangers on the internet know nothing about them or their relationship.

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f1drivernews it appears ferrari driver carlossainz55 and wife yourusername spent the summer break in style, rumours have it that the resort they stayed in ibiza was almost €7500 per person a night. sainz and his wife have been notorious for staying in extravagant hotels and resorts during both summer and winter breaks. the lifestyles of the rich and famous continues!

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username oh the things i would do to be a millionaire

username just be like yourusername and bag yourself a rich husband, constant flow of money lol

username that's a polite way of saying just be a gold-digger and you'll be set babes

username lol the fact b4 he met her carlos used to spend breaks with his fam and friends??? has no one told him how much of a red flag this is???

username girl since when is a driver spending their break with their WIFE a red flag???

username €7500 PER PERSON???? aint no way that was carlos' idea lol what a joke

username i'd be so embarrassed to be yourusername like what does girlypop even do??? other than mooch off her husband ofc

username she's actually very successful in her own line of work? not sure what you're alluding to but yeah

username she could be the top 10% of whatever she does and still not be as successful as carlos, hop off hunni

username guess f1drivernews was too nice to post the hideous closeups of yourusername... girly's not looking too great nowadays poor carlos

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landonorris your mrs told me she got a hole in one, how's it feel to suck carlos

yourusername 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

username bet you paid out of your ass for her for this round of golf too smh

username embarrizzing sorrrrryyy carlos

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carlossainz55 thank you for dinner amor, you spoil me as always

username girl delete this rn this is so embarrassing

username loool ur not fooling anyone sweetie

username red nails for a golddigger? typical babes

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yourusername i'm amazed by you every single day, even more when you come back to our room stinking of champagne 💗

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landonorris no special post for me?? you told me i was ur son the other day and this is the treatment i get ? emancipation right now

landonorris before you say it, i know that's a big word for elmo. thanks.

alexandrasaintmleux im still obsessed with that jacket 🫶🏻

username you looked so pretty this weekend! carlos is so lucky

carlossainz55 always more special when we're both coming back smelling like champagne hermosa

username i think its like so childish u deleted 75% of ur followers like u wanna be in the public eye but dont want what comes with it??? weird but alright

username im so over you honestly carlos deserves better

username ur acc the worst wag like yikes

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f1gossip the streets are saying carlos was in suzuka alone this week, his wife of two years yourusername reportedly took a flight home instead of following her husband along to suzuka after the singapore win... trouble in paradise? 👀👀

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username omg it's happening

username FINALLY GOOD RIDDANCE

username my man is back on the market!!!!! time for someone prettier, hotter, better, basically anyone opposite of his wife lol byeeeee

username ur all insane, she has her own job??? she can't follow her husband to every end of the earth

username waiting for the ig stories 'we've decided to split amicably, please allow us privacy'

username LOOOL i bet it's gonna say that word for word!!!! not like we'll see hers tho cause she locked us all out

username this acc made my day ahhhhhhhh

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carlossainz55 amor what's wrong??

yourusername i just dont understand why people have to be so mean.

landonorris carlando to the rescue dont worry y/n

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carlossainz55 this last week has been extra special for me, to know it is the anniversary of the first time i met my best friend, and that she was able to be with me when i lifted the trophy in singapore is a wonderful feeling.

but to see all the ignorant, unkind, and hurtful comments that are regularly directed at my wife has put a negative twirl on this time. my wife, to me, is the most beautiful woman in the world. she is kind, and loving, and has given up the world for me time and time again. no one knows our relationship more than her and i. many of you speak things that are so ignorant and false it is disgusting. if you are one of these people, please know, you are not a fan i find myself caring for.

i beg those who continue to speak poorly of my wife, to think about how your actions can harm others. thank you. and to yourusername, you are the most important light in my life. i cant wait to see you amor.

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landonorris 🧡🧡

charles_leclerc be kind always!

yourusername te amo, always and forever.

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yourusername i didnt even see you take that photo... ur so cute ily

landonorris tell her i got 50 of the flowers for her

username omg i love that book!!!! y/n has great taste what a queen

username i would die to be ur wife, but i would also die to be y/n's wife so lol

ahhhh this is the smau part 2 i promised to my last carlos written story! thank you to the lovely person who requested it, i hope it's what you wanted! please let me know what you think, i hope you all loved it 💗

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[jkslipppiercing]

Never Been A Friend | Part 1 | Jeon Jk

♧ synopsis: Sneaky glances across the room weighed with a dozen different meanings left to be unsaid; confusion, desire, lust. He was never a friend, was he?

♧ pairing: brother's bsf!jk, bratty!reader.

♧ warnings: y/n is too drunk to form a sentence, jungkook loves cursing, jungkook is jealous out of his mind, kinda enemies but not really, jungkook calls y/n a brat that he cant stand, someone calls y/n a slut, and that's all i can remember 😙

♧ WC: 1.6K

♧ a/n: hello loves! wrote this in one sitting and it's barely edited, but the intention is there lmao i love you all so much please enjoy! dont hesitate to tell me what you think <3 im like the no.1 supporter for constructive criticism lol okay thank you byeeeee

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JK's POV

She whines,

Throws tantrums,

Acts like a goddamn brat for the sake of being annoying,

And I still want her lips around my cock.

Why?

That goes beyond the fucking level of my emotional understanding.

I want her wrapped around my finger. I want her to get on her fucking knees and apologize for all the turbulent feelings she makes me suffer by.

She ruined my night.

I was fucking.

Blowing a girl's back just to lay off some steam. Get the stress of the college life off my shoulders.

But then, she just had to cock-block me.

My best friend’s sister.

Speaking of the twat, he dared to interrupt my one night stand for the sake of his bratty sister.

Usually, I love brats.

My type.

They make sex enjoyable. All the more pleasurable when they try to resist.

Keyword: try.

Because I know for a damn straight fact when a girl wants to be disciplined.

Fucked right and put in her place.

Reminds me of her. Y/L/N Y/N.

Except for one thing, though- she makes my fucking insides churn in all uncomfortable ways.

She doesn’t have a bratty attitude, the bitch has a bratty personality.

Yes, she is indeed a bitch. I can't stand a girl who's always annoying just because she feels like it. She'd never had a valid reason to hate me, and neither did I.

When I first met her, I mean.

She was laughing with her brother having breakfast one time when I came out of my room for painkillers and a glass of water.

Her brother and I were both freshmen in need of a dorm, and we agreed on splitting the rent once in a frat party.

Yes... we were both strangers to each other, but we clicked.

Met through mutuals, and our vibes matched. After living with each other for over six months now, we've grown pretty close.

He's cool, agreed on basic rules like who does the laundry or dishes, helped with assignments, and was always there when needed.

He's a friend. A close one.

A tolerable one.

That can't be said about a certain someone, though.

She scowled at me that day and later told me she didn't like my vibe when I confronted her about it.

Bullshit.

And yet, she's the reason I left a naked girl in my bed and came to this godforsaken club in the first place.

Her brother is here, too, which is why he called me to come pick her up. Said something about her being drunk, and since he had taken a shot or two as well, he couldn't take her home himself.

Or he just didn't want to, because he was also getting laid tonight.

That's proven to be right when I see him making out with a girl near the bathrooms.

His hands grope her all over as she arches into him, which is enough to make me look away.

Sly motherfucker.

Casting my vision toward the main dance floor, I scan the crowd for a short brunette with soft features.

Annoyingly soft features.

So soft that I want to corrupt her. Tear the bratty exterior and dig through the filthy dark side on the inside.

But those features aren't the only things that infuriate the hell out of me.

It's her innocence.

How can a brat be innocent, you may ask?

When my gaze lands on her, my jaw tenses in annoyance.

She sways her hips sensually, eyes closed and mouth open as she slides her hands down her body to a seductive beat following her movements.

I follow the action, eyes unable to tear away from her figure.

Her fingers skim over her neck down to her breasts and then further, the lightness she seems to be handling her body with attending to a grace she always breathed by.

Fuck, I hate this woman.

Hate everything about her.

How she moves.

How she walks.

How she fucking talks.

Runs her mouth like a brat who needs to be handled.

No- not like- is.

She is a brat.

A brat who's oblivious to all the eyes she's attracting.

Including mine.

Fuck.

Her dancing resumes as her eyes stay closed, feeling every beat.

She's enjoying herself.

Not for long.

I school my expression- which had turned into a scowl the moment I set my eyes on her- and begin my stride towards her.

I spot a man doing the same, but she's absolutely mind-numb as she continues to dance with her damn eyes closed.

I was irritated, but now I'm literally fed up.

He's a couple inches shorter than me, wearing a white tee and skinny ripped jeans.

Not to mention, his hair is slicked back by a disgusting amount of hair gel.

Ew.

He approaches Y/N with predatory eyes and a shit eating grin, his gaze set straight on her perky ass.

Which is just barely covered by the tight little dress she's wearing, inching higher and higher up her thighs as we speak.

My steps quicken when I see him reach out, apparently intending to slap her ass.

My blood boils.

White noise drowns out all available access to the outside world as I break out into a jog and reach her just in time.

My hand swiftly slides onto her tiny waist, and I glare at the man whose shit-eating grin is now gone, replaced with confusion.

Y/N's eyes stay closed as she giggles, and it's now I notice how drunk she is.

Bright crimson tints her cheeks and her breath smells of strong tequila, obviously from having taken too many shots.

Isn't she here with friends?

How could they leave her alone like this?

Her brother's here. Her brother is here.

My breath turns heavy, my heartbeat quickening. I have to stop myself from punching the douchebag in front of me into fucking oblivion because I don't know if i'll ever stop once I start.

Fuck.

I try to focus on anything besides her frame that's barely hanging onto me, all the exhaustion from her dancing catching up to her as she fights to keep her eyes open.

Why the fuck is she here all alone? Why did they- whoever she's here with, except her brother- leave her here like this?

Like she's not even aware of where she is.

Like she's not sober enough to be responsible.

Like she's not fucking strong enough to defend herself if anything happened to her.

I might punch a wall.

My grip tightens around her waist, which makes her drowsily lift her head to stare up at me.

She's still shorter than me with heels on, enough to put her neck in an uncomfortable position whenever she looks up at me.

It's adorable.

But that's none of my concerns as the slimy fuck keeps undressing her with his eyes. Makes me want to claw them out with my bare hands.

Repress.

"Wha..." She starts, growing more and more confused as she tries to wrap her head around where the hell she is. "Jungkook? What are you..."

She trails off into a mindfuck, allowing me to set my full focus on the man still staring between us with wariness.

My gaze hasn't worn off him since I saw him fucking reach for her ass, which makes me want to bash his head against the wall.

My breathing turns heavy again.

Repress.

"Off-limits." I bite out with enough to control to shock myself. I'm even more surprised that this motherfucker is still breathing.

His eyes thin into slits as he eyes me suspiciously. "I haven't seen you here the last couple of hours. Thought her sexy ass came alone." His eyes skim over her body, gaze lingering longer than necessary on her breasts.

Guess someone's leaving with no limbs tonight.

"You thought wrong." It takes almost all the last bits of my control to reply with that before I start turning around to leave, Y/N almost falling asleep on my arm.

She clutches the hem of my shirt with a weak grip, like a toddler would its mom.

If I couldn't get here in time, what would've happened?

I catch myself before I overthink it. If I did, I'm afraid I might commit a crime tonight. One of shameless blood and murder-

Repress.

My back is turned to him when I hear a low whistle, which makes me pause, angry enough for my limbs to shake with adrenaline.

"You know, It's often rare for a slut with such a sweet ass to be out here all alone wearing that. Almost like she's begging for a cock-"

The words are barely out of his mouth before my fist connects with his face. The force of my blow got him on the floor, nose fucked and bleeding. Might be broken.

Good. Bare minimum.

I almost straddle him and punch him to his fucking fortunate death.

Almost.

But I have to get Y/N home.

I can't stand this anymore.

I can't stand her anymore.

Coming here alone? Dressed like that?

I mean yes, she did come here with her idiot brother who thinks with his dick, but he's nowhere to be found.

How can someone be so nonchalant to just leave his sister here all alone?

I'm so goddamn confused.

And infuriated.

And...angry.

Fucking fuck.

I need to get her the fuck out of here before i lose my fucking mind.

Fuck me.

The punch I just delivered did little to satiate my thirst for this slimy fucker's blood.

But again, Y/N's more important.

I turn, my panic spiking so high it reaches levels it had never before when I find Y/N out of my sight.

My breathing starts to go abnormal for the nth time this night.

I might develop heart problems.

A sigh leaves my mouth when I spot her by the bars, trying to convince the bartender to give her another shot. Relief floods my system, and my breaths regulate.

I send a quick text the girl- who i already forgot the name of- and tell her to head home. She sends a crying emoji back but agrees nonetheless, telling me to call her back when everything is sorted out on my end.

I have other things to care for.

Or I guess, in this case, a certain person to tend to.

God, It's gonna be a long night.

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[sugawhaaa]

hi love how are youuu <3<3

So, as my p1harmony writer of trust, i shall confess that i am in desperate need of jongseob content. And maybe youve already seen this, but this. This makes me *feral*.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C3sYJK3voX5/?igsh=MWx1eGFtcG9yNXR3Zw==

I dont know who decided that its a good idea to put im in a crop top and pants like that, but *lord*, they deserve an award. Anyway, you probably know what im hinting at, and in case you dont, man's looking *tasty*

Pls whatever you can come up with is fine i will literally mention you in my will because I am actually deceased right now thank youuuu mwah<3 have a good one and thx for listening to my random jongseob rant byeeeee<3<3

JONGSEOB ONE-SHOT

"I already know how it feels,"

Warnings::none (?)

Genre:: friends to lovers, little bit suggestive

Pairing:: bsf!jongseob x fem!reader

A/N:: sorry this is sooo shorttt it could've been longer but I feel like for this prompt it's quite good.

Request:: hiii I'm good ty ₍^ >ヮ<^₎ .ᐟ.ᐟ thank you for all the compliments (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) and dw I am down bad for Jongseob this era too 👌mwah mwah ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎ ur request made my day and I'd listen to your rants any day (╯✧▽✧)╯

You turned off the shower and pushed the curtain aside. You stepped out of the tub and dried off your body and hair. You did some basic skin care like a cleanser, toner, and moisturizer before wrapping your warm towel around your body. Your hair still dripping a bit. You opened the door from your bathroom and walked to the main area of your hotel to see Jongseob. You blushed as you stared at him, water dripping from your hair.

"Sorry..." he says softly with pink cheeks. His brown turtle neck sweater swallowing him. You sigh.

"It's fine," you chuckle and go over to your bedside. Jongseob carefully scoots over to you, his headphones that are wrapped around his neck still playing some Lofi beats. As much as he told himself he had no romantic attraction to you his eyes were still glued to your exposed skin and wet hair which made his heart flutter. You used your handheld mirror to brush out your hair and through it, you could see jongseobs curious and filthy eyes.

"You see something?" You said in a teasingly seductive tone.

"N-No!" Jongseob jumped and looked away. You giggled at him with a smile.

"Are you sure~" you teased further as you leaned closer to him, putting your mirror down. At first he looked away from you but after a moment he looked back at you. His eyes went from your face to your chest and a twinkle could be seen in them. "Don't act like I didn't see that little glance and smirk!" You say as you hit him.

"Hey! It was just a second," he tried to justify himself as he moved away from your violent hands. You laughed.

"How would you feel if I stared at your private parts?!" You crossed your arms jokingly.

"I already know how it feels," he said with a light smirk. Your heart paused before you realized what he meant. Now what do you say? I mean it was just because of your curiosity and to be honest, sometimes you just couldn't help it because I mean it's pretty uh prominent... "You're blushing," he teased as his hands crept closer to you.

You stammered as you tried to come up with some excuse or explanation. His fingers walked up your arm slowly. "Yesterday when we were at the hotel pool, the day before that at the food court in the mall, the day before that when we were on the car drive to our trip your eyes were just so glued to..." he chuckled as his headphones played Britney spears quietly. Your face may as well be pure red. You shook your head but Jongseob grabbed your chin and kissed you. "We're leaving in twenty minutes to go to the buffet. Be ready," he smiled before standing up and heading to the door. Leaving you a flustered and confused mess, your heart racing...

Meanwhile, Jongseob outside your room was having a panic attack. Did he say too much? Did he cross the line? Did he touch you uncomfortably? Was he being too cocky? Oh he was just freaking out.

#p1harmony fluff #p1harmony smut #p1h jongseob #kim jongseob #jongseob x reader #p1harmony jongseob #p1harmony jiung #p1harmony

[degyash]

So like this is my first post and I’m not really sure what to do so I’m just going to do a one-shot (｡•́‿•̀｡)

So tho one-shot is you telling Ukai you’re pregnant, his reaction, and the teams reaction. You and Ukai are already engaged and neither of you have even thought about kids before.

“Keishin?” You say when you hear the front door open. “Hey, how are you?” He says after he finds you in the kitchen and he bends down to kiss your cheek.

You softly smile to yourself but it fades as soon as you remember what you have to tell him. You told yourself that you were finally going to tell him. It’s been about two weeks since you found out you were pregnant and you were scared. You know the Keshin would never leave you for a reason like this but you still couldn’t help but worry.

“Y/n?” You hear your fiancé. “Yes?” You ask him. “Are you alright?” he asks, concern written all over his face. “Oh uh yeah.” You brush off your earlier thoughts. Although he doesn’t seem to believe you entirely her still trusts you. “Ok love, Im going to go shower.” He kisses you one more time and leaves the room.

Once he leaves the room you let out a big sigh. How were you supposed to tell him he is going to be a dad? You hear the water start running and decide to start dinner.

You finish up dinner and you feel your fiancé’s arms around your waist. You giggle and turn around to hug him. “I love you.” He says. “I love you too.” You say smiling big. You and your fiancé walk to the table and sit down.

You start to think about what you have to tell him. You got nervous and Ukai took notice.

“Are you ok baby?” He asks putting his hand on yours. “Keishin I haven’t been honest with you.” You admit. He looks confused and then a bit worried. “About what?” He asks. You excuse yourself from the table to grab something. When you get back to the table you set it down in front of your future husband.

“Y/n? What is this?” He asks picking up the pregnancy tests you took. “I-i’m pregnant Keishin.” You say your voice hiccuping.

He looks at the tests and then back at you. Slowly he stands up and walks to your shared room. Assuming the worst you start to tear up. After a minute you are quietly sobbing as you hear your fiancé walk back out of the room.

He smiles and hugs you as tight as he can surprising you. “You’re not mad?” You ask. “Why would I be mad? The love of my life is carrying my baby.” He says into your neck. You start crying tears of happiness. He sets you down and you guys finish eating dinner.

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Keishin had to miss practice today because you had your first doctors appointment. He cried a little the second he heard your baby’s heart beat. You giggled and the nurse smiled at the scene.

The next day Ukai had come to you and complained about how the volleyball team was giving him shit for missing practice. Mainly Hinata, Nishinoya, and Tanaka.

“You should tell them Keishin.” You say brushing you fingers through his hair. “Maybe, but they’ve also never met you. They are going to ask a lot of questions.” He says looking up at you. “That’s ok, they’re going to have to know anyways.” You say hugging your lover. “Why?” He asks. “Other appointments and you’ll have to explain why you’re not at practice when I’m in labor.” You say. “I’ll tell them.” He hugs you tighter.

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3rd person:

“Ok boys. I have an announcement.” Ukai says. The whole team focuses on him. “My fiancé is-” he is cut off by Nishinoya who yells: “YOU HAVE A FIANCÉ?????”

Ukai looks annoyed and tells him to sit. “Yes, I have a fiancé. She’s also pregnant so there will be some times where I’m not going to be here because of that.” He announces. “You’re going to have a kid?” Hinata asks. “Yes.” Ukai answers. Ukai hears many congratulations before he ends the practice.

“So y/n is pregnant, huh?” Takeda asks. “Yeah.” Ukai answers, smiling.

AHHHHHH I can’t tell if this is good or not 😭😭😭😭 but I really hope you like it because I’m not much of a writer byeeeee

#haikyuu #coach ukai #pregnant reader #ukai x reader

[alovesongtheywrote]

Nightmare Academia P.19 | Spencer Reid x Reader

♥ Summary: In this chapter of Nightmare Academia, somebody dies, somebody leaves, and somebody ends up alone. [Prof!Spencer Reid x GN-Prof!Reader]

♥ Warnings: criminal minds season 10, episode 13. Nelson's Sparrow.

♥ A/N: i remembered which episode this was off hand, im oddly proud lmao

♥ Word Count: 1847

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Spencer didn’t think he would have to call in that favour you’d offered him.  He was pretty sure that when you sent a little text that said, “I owe you one,” you were joking.  He waved it off like you were joking.  When he told you not to mention the favour he had done, he’d meant it.  The two of you had spent the rest of the night joking because that was all it was supposed to be.

The favour, the owing, it was all supposed to be a joke.

Then Gideon died.

Nothing really seemed funny after that.

Spencer had to leave for a bit.  He needed to go, and join his team, and solve this murder.  He also had classes to teach.  He hoped you would help him out with that, though he hated having to ask.  You didn’t deserve this burden.  You hadn’t deserved it before, either, but you kind of took it on without asking.

Now, Spencer had to ask.

He didn’t want to do it.  Like, he really didn’t want to do it.  He ended up staring at your contact in his phone for a solid forty-five minutes waffling over what the fuck he could say in this situation.  

“My old friend and mentor was murdered last night.  I need to go find the man that did it.  Cover my cases for me while I’m gone, will you?”  Felt rude.  And harsh.  And like a crazy fucking load of information that you would definitely have questions about- and while he would normally love to answer your questions, Spencer- understandably- did not feel like answering questions about this specific topic.

A simple, “We need to talk,” was way too goddamn ominous.

“I need a favour,” could be taken all kinds of wrong ways.

Something like, “Heyyyyy, so, my old mentor died and I need to go find the man that did it.  Would you mind covering my classes for me until I come back, even if that takes actual months?  K thank u byeeeee,” just felt wrong.

“A close friend of mine just passed, and I need some time.  Can you cover my classes for me while I’m gone?” Was appropriate, but it left out so much- and for some reason, Spencer didn’t like the thought of lying to you.

So, he decided to tell you in person.  

And he had regrets about that decision almost immediately.

He ended up standing by the office door like a fucking creeper for a solid five minutes.  He didn’t move, he didn’t open the door, he didn’t knock, he didn’t say anything, he just sort of stood there thinking about what the fuck he was going to say to you.

And then the door creaked open for him.

You were sitting at the desk that you shared with him, buried so deeply in your work that you didn’t even hear the door open.  You didn’t look up.  You didn’t see Spencer.  You just typed away at the computer in front of you, marking papers and adding up grades.

You seemed oddly peaceful.  At ease.  Relaxed- at least as relaxed as you could be while grading.  Spencer briefly contemplated the idea of leaving you a note.

Before he could take off to find a pen and follow in his mentor’s footsteps, you finally saw him.  Your eyes lit up, they really did, but Spencer told himself he was seeing things.

“Good morning, Dr. Pretty Boy!” you stretched yourself out slightly, giving Spencer the impression that you’d been working for a while, “Ready for more bullshit?”

For a moment, despite everything, Spencer managed to find respite from his grief.  A smile crossed his features.  He laughed at your joke- and immediately, he felt guilty for it.  His eyes went from bright to broken in a split instant.  Tears welled up in their corners.  What fucking friend was Spencer?  Gideon hadn’t been dead for two days, and here he was, laughing with his cute coworker over some cute fucking quip.

The grief crashed over his body in waves.  Reid tried to hide it.  He looked away from you, covering his mouth with his hand and trying not to actually sob in the middle of your shared office.

You saw right through him.

“Oh, pretty boy,” your voice was a whisper, and as you darted into Spencer’s field of view, he could see the concern etched into your face.  Somehow, it made him feel worse.

“Hey, hey,” you tried to hide your own panic with soothing words, briefly wondering what the fuck you could’ve done to make him cry.  Your mind came up blank.  And really, if Spencer cried easily- if he cried the way you did- you were sure you would’ve broken him by now, but you hadn’t.

Honestly?  That was probably the worst option.  That meant something was wrong- and you probably wouldn’t fix that something with an apology and a cup of coffee.

Still.  You had to do your best.

“Reid?  Spencer, honey, talk to me,” you reached out, lightly placing your fingers on his elbow- enough touch to comfort, but hopefully not enough to make him uncomfortable.

He didn’t say anything, but for a moment, he looked at you.  His eyes were full of unshed tears.  You could feel your heart drop through you before it shattered somewhere deep inside.  Without another thought, your grip on Spencer’s arm changed from a light graze to an undeniable hold.

When you spoke, you sounded panicked.  You said his name and Spencer could practically feel it- like ice down his spine, like the feeling of falling just as your body goes to sleep.  Ironically, it woke him up.

“Gideon’s dead.”

You tried to find a response to that, but the words escaped you.  Mostly because you didn’t know who that was.  Spencer saw the confusion on your face, and with a deep breath, he offered you the kindness of elaboration.

“He was- he got me into the FBI.  He was important and now he’s dead.”

“Shit,” you brought your other hand up to hold his arm, “Spencer, I’m so sorry.”

“I have to go.  I have to find the person that did this.”

You tried to hide your shock at the revelation that Spencer’s friend hadn’t just died- Gideon had been murdered.  And Spencer wanted to solve the case.  

What choice did you have but to support him?  In his place, you would want to do the same thing- you just wouldn’t have the qualifications for it.  Spencer, however, was part of the FBI.  He could help solve this case, legally and responsibly.  You had to let him go.

“Then find them.  Don’t worry about your classes, I’ll cover them-”

“You-” he cut himself off with a broken laugh, “You didn’t even let me ask.”

“You don’t have to.  I know you would do the same for me- even if you wouldn’t, I like talking shit about the FBI to your students.  It’s fun for me, that's how I have fun.  Now go,” you let one of your hands run up his arm, “Get out of here, solve some crimes, and legally get whoever did this behind fucking bars.”

Spencer put one of his hands over yours.  You took the initiative and laced your fingers together.  The two of you stared for a moment, focusing on nothing but your joined hands.

“I’m sorry,” he broke the silence- not by much.  His voice wasn’t anything more than a whisper.

“Sorry?  For what?”

“For coming in here and crying all over you.”

“Hey, don’t apologize for that.  I cry all the time, remember?  I cry constantly.  I can start crying now, if you want me to-”

“That won’t be necessary,” he grinned, tracing tiny shapes into your skin with the tips of his fingers, “Thank you, though?  Is that the appropriate thing to say?  Thank you?”

“Thank you works for me.”

“Then, thank you.”

Silence flowed over you again, curling around your bodies like some sort of mist.  For a moment, the universe stilled, preserving the two of you in a tiny soundless bubble of space and time.

“Go kick some criminal ass, pretty boy.  Responsibly.  And then come back here, okay?”

“I will.  I promise.”

“Good.  Because otherwise, I will turn your students into my little minions, and you’ll never get them back.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

With a final grin, you pulled back.  Spencer did the same.  You wound your arms around yourself and squeezed.  The air in the office dropped a few degrees.  Spencer’s hands twitched,  tapping a nervous pattern into his thigh.

“I’ll see you later, (L/N).”

He stepped back, moving slowly.  When he reached the doorway, he turned and headed down the hall at regular Spencer-speed.  You just stood in the office like an idiot.  For the second time that week, Reid had stunned you to silence.

The first time, when he brought your student’s paper to the community center, you were stunned by the kindness he displayed.  The Spencer you knew was usually smarmy petty little shit.  He had his moments (such as getting stabbed to protect you and sharing his office with you when yours got all haunted) but for the most part, he was a bit of a prick!

In that moment, though, Reid did something kind and considerate.  He took care of someone who needed it.  He reached out to a former inmate with compassion and empathy, and even though Reid had worked for the FBI, you wanted to bring him to the community center with you every goddamn Monday for the rest of time.  That little action had exposed his heart to you- and yeah, most people would argue that the whole “taking a knife” thing was a better demonstration of character, but for whatever reason, this was what stunned you.

The second time he’d stunned you, he’d done it by leaving, and lord, this time was worse.  This time the shock didn’t feel like butterflies swarming through your organs.  It felt like fear.  Like an unknown future was running at you with malevolent intent.

At one point, you had wanted this.  You wanted Spencer to leave, but now?  The fucker had carved out a space for himself right in the middle of your life.  He’d built a little niche between your fourth and fifth ribs and moved right into you.  You had functioned without him when he was in the hospital, but you had always figured he would come back.  This was an indefinite leave of absence.  This was an indefinite leave of absence after you had warmed to Spencer, after he had shown you (in multiple ways) that he could be kind.

You finally came back to your body, still feeling a slight numbness in your hands.  You moved to the doorway just in time to watch Reid turn around the corner and vanish from sight.  

“I’ll see you,” you said- though you weren’t loud enough for him to hear by any means, “Reid.”

Behind you, a couple books fell from their shelves.  You didn’t even flinch.

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#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x gn!reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #x reader #nightmare academia

[the-little-knight]

I ALMOST FORGOT TO SAY!!!!! As of now....

💥ART TRADES ARE OPEN!!!💥

I won't be taking too many at a time, so please be patient!!!

All my rules are just 1.) No nsfw 2.) No heavy gore (horror is very much allowed though!!!!) And 3.) Please limit it to three characters at most!!

Feel free to pm me, when im posting this i will be heading to bed so i wont be responding quite yet just tonight!!!

Anywho that's all for me for tonight byeeeee!!!!!!!

[steelycunt]

just reread the son and heir of nothing in particular for the umpteenth time (truly, it's my favorite wolfstar fic of all time) and i swear it gets better every time it's genuinely the most comforting warm lovely gooey thing to read ever in the world and i must thank you very very much for this piece of wiring that was also coincidentally posted on my 20th BIRTHDAY ('twas a fantastic little present at the time, i have ur post notifs on) and i remember when i read it for the first time this line made me tear up just a little bit:

"Sometimes Remus wants to go home, by which he means he wants to be eight years old again. By which he means, sometimes, that when sunlight comes in through the window, he wants it to look the way he remembers."

Because sometimes I want the sunlight to look the way I remember it, too!!

Ok that's all byeeeee

(also I'm excited for ur Pride AU !)

ahh thank you so much!! im glad you liked it i hope it was a nice little gift...writing about home and r's feelings toward his home and his family was one of the bits i enjoyed most about writing tsah!! other than the r/s plot it really is about him at the end of the day and as someone who often gets that feeling of. wanting to go home regardless of whether or not im actually sitting in the house where i grew up at the time it came quite easily as a feeling. dont we all just want to go home!! all the time!!

#anon #telegram #tsah

[hyper-newt]

Comet Hook devlog #3

First prototype done !!!

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Other devlogs : 1 - 2- 3

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New devlog !!!

I finished the prototype and you can play it :)

(it is bad though, but that's the point ! i can see what works and what doesn't)

Here's what new down below :o

So first, i'm sorry for the lack of devlogs, I actually finished the prototype a month and a half ago, but I needed to tweak some stuff before releasing it. And uh college stuff and I had to study. But I have a break right now so here we are :)

I wanted to lock in to finish the prototype, it is quite rushed but it helps to fail faster. That's why I removed a bunch of animation and simplified some stuff so i could work more on the gameplay loop (and now it's your problem >:) ).

And so, here are some notable changes : (also some gif are from old builds of the game, so stuff are a bit different on the public prototype)

Fusing comets ! Replaces having multiple comets at the same time (Having multiples comets should be an upgrade, but heh too lazy to code it)

There's three type of upgrade right now :

D -> Defense (bunch of extra health)

A -> Attack (extra health + extra damage)

S -> Speed (extra health + extra speed)

The little number under the letter is its health. So when you hit a fish with the comet, only the first upgrade will be hurt.

You can have up to three upgrades at once.

Catch multiple fishes

Catching multiples fishes at the same time grants you a bigger and stronger comet ! Isn't that cool ? But now if you do bad at the minigame, it will end (you can see the fish health at the right, and yours at the left).

Also fishes stay stunned for a limited time now, so you can't catch all of them at the same time

The Shop

I will not speak about how it looks

But anyway, take a comet, throw it in the sell box, and take an item like a comet and throw it in the buy box ! easy

And if you want money outside of selling, there's some gold fishes swimming around that you can KILL for money <3

Mini bosses

You see these little red orbs ? Destroy all the fishes around it and it will be unlock.

Attack it again, and !!! A miniboss !!!

Catch them all and you'll finish the level

A map to explore with upgrades

These little thingy make you stronger (health, speed and attack), collect them !

An actual boss ! (no spoilers hehe)

niark niark you'll have to suffer through the whole prototype

Now that the prototype is done, here are my thougths on it

I think it's a bit too hard and not that much intuitive, it also doesn't feel that much like a fishing game :/

The fishing minigame is also kinda boring, but that's because I didn't bother coding something smart. Though I think I can make it better in an other way.

I'm not a big fan of the gameplay loop, having to fight some minibosses could be cool but the way I did it doesn't really work

And finally comets can get annoying ! At the end you have too much of them and that's a waste of performance + no one will go get the comets they left behind, so I do need to work on it.

I go a bit more in depth in the itch.io description :

So I'll make another prototype (but I'll remove the boss at the end, it isn't worth it for a prototype, but for a demo sure! )

And for the youtube video version of these devlogs, I learning to write music to not rely on copyrighted content but it takes time :(

Anyway I hope you'll still have fun playing it though (three out of four people that tried the game liked it, that's neat)

Next devlog will be about another game, I want to try out some other games idea. I hope to be able to release it in a month or less, depends how I'm feeling (im sick of coding, drawing is easier and I can't even do that because it goes against the idea of prototyping argh !!!)

Thank you for reading this devlog and have a good day

bye byeeeee!!!!

#comethook devlog #comethook #devlog #game development #gamedev #indiedev #indiegamedev #game #fishing game #itch.io

[murpyperpy]

If you need to be mean be mean to me part 2.

CW: Mental Health issues drugs and alcohol.

Hobie stoped playing with your feelings and asked you out a week ago. Now you were sitting on you bed talking on the phone with your friend swinging your legs and talking about Hobie.

“Oooooo send a pic” your friend said. You looked through your pictures of him and you together.

“He so stunning right?” You ogle at the picture butterfly’s in you stomach.

“Huh… yeah If you like that type of thing he’s kinda ugly-cute” you friend says.

“ Bomb to your house imminent. Incoming!” You make the sound a bomb swooping down “Crash! Caplow! Sorry Macy bye bye house.” You laugh.

“Wait WAIT-“you scream excitedly

“I’m waiting” you friend says monotone

“HES CALLING OMG BYEEEEE” you giggle hanging up on your friend and composing yourself to talk to hobie

“Hey” you say a smoothly as you can

“Hullo love, you free tonight?”

“Yes!” You don’t mention it’s the third time this week he has called you to drink smoke or snort. He only usually called once a week but now he’s constantly wanted to spend time with you. Of course your overjoyed.

Hobie came to pick you up ten minutes later. You scrambled to do hair and makeup a pick an outfit for the mood- sexy red and black.

“Hobie!” You ran up to the car to reach in and wrap your arms around his shoulders. He noticed you holding on and realised your trying to steal his blunt. He gently pushes you off and you spin around and hop in the front seat.

The party was great like all the party Hobie takes you to you smoke dance then after you lay on his bed and fall asleep together and have deep talks. The moonlight was bright in the dark room you were sitting\laying on Hobbies back playing with his hair. While he lay face down and murmured to you.

“ You know I was sober until the night I meet you”. You say jokingly. He tenses up and shifts uncomfortably you quickly try to change the subject. You don’t want to make him uncomfortable with your history.

“ I have nothing to do tomorrow I’m so happy he he” you try to laugh but Hobie is tense. You don’t want him to be in a bad mood. You don’t want him to be mad.

“ Tell me what your thinking Hobie”

“What’s wrong”

“ I just feel gross” he reply’s “ I need a shower”

He stands up to leave and you want to pull him back but he leaves out the door into the bathroom

As if I believe that you think to yourself. You still feel energised from the party there no point sticking around with Hobie gone. You put on your jacket and shoes and head out the door.

-im going for a walk to clear my head plus I’m too awake to sleep :) <3

You text him then put in your head phones and feel the world melt away. It a familiar practice you did it often while trying to stay sober but it didn’t matter anymore. You where’re happy now with Hobie, it didn’t matter you where using whatever he was it not like he’s life was ever effected anyway. Hobie was always effortlessly perfect party as hard as he wants work as hard too. That’s why you like Hobie you much you think to yourself you want to be like him. You want to be confident.

“Hello! I’m talking to you here!”

You pull at your headphones and focus. Heart rate beats faster. Hold in a scream. Your hands are sweaty and you want to run but it’s just a man trying to get your attention.

“Sorry what do you want” you say back automatically. You took a closer look at the man he had marks on his face and angry facial expression from what you could see in the dark plus he smelled.

“I said you got a twenty?” He says to you holding out a reaching hand. His fingernails are cracked and caked with dirty.

“ I don’t have cash” you kept walking. He kept following.

“Baby you still in the shower?

Lol”

You send off a text to Hobie.

“Bitch I know you do” the man says again “don’t lie to me girly” you can smell his breath he’s so close so you pick up your pace and text Hobie.

There is a man following me plz come save me :(((

You try to keep it light like a joke but your heart can’t stop beating so fast. You call Hobie but he didn’t pick up so you call again.

“You know girly my own phone got stolen 2 weeks ago I think it’s fate we ran in to each other tonight” he moved to block you from running. In the street light you saw him clearly. Sharp teeth with holes peaking out of his cunning smile and browny yellow Color. He was wearing a suit like a sales man but it was old and tattered. His eyes are dazzling despite his dirty face. You still call Hobie over and over but you finger slows and you stare into his eyes.

“There you go girly hand it over” he says

He’s a mutant he has powers you think desperately that why I’m doing this. Your body steps closer. You hold out your arms. The man’s green eyes swirl like a spiral and you shift closer towards him. You try to pull away to speak to scream but you paralysed. The man is some kind of villain taking control of your body. Then you feel a hand on your shoulder. Hobie. He’s looking into your eyes. He look worried. He so cute. You want to make him feel better but you trapped.

“Love, what the fuck are you doing” he says

He looks over at the man. Hobies arm flashes faster than you can see and hammers into the man. Again again he slams his fist into the man’s face. All you can focus on is feel humming buzzing feeling taking over your body. You wave your hand around watching the streams flowing behind it. The fight become distant to the linger effect.

“ look at me” Hobie suddenly focusing on you filling one hundred percent of you view. He tilts you chin side to side check you over and then looks into your eyes.

“ I wanna be on what your on, it looks like a great time” he says staring at your dilated pupils and goofy grin.

“ I don’t like that joke” you say truthfully the words slip out of your mouth. Hobbie frowns which makes you frown.

The walk home feels bubbly easy simple. You trot along with Hobie.

“ Your calls scared me baby” Hobie says

“It that why your half dressed in… what is that?” You question. Hobie had a red superhero costume on under his jumper and pants. You stared at it and started to laugh.

“Hahahah! What are you wearing Spider-Man?” You laugh harder.

“God I hope you don’t remember this” Hobie covered his face which is flushed a deep red.

“Let’s go to bed my love”

Heyyyy Guys :)))

I hope you like this part of the story!!!

It’s not that depressing yet but if I make more it will probs take a turn 😈.

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#hobie x reader #hobie brown #hobie my beloved #hobie x you #across the spiderverse #spider punk

[ibelongto-tylergalpin]

I GOT SO HAPPY AT HOW EXCITED YOU GOT ABOUT WRITING FOR STEVE. I DONT WANNA RUSH YOU IN THE LEAST BUT YOU ARE SO TALENTED. WOULDNT A STEVE HC WHERE MAYBE UH (I’ll stop screaming now) he takes her to meet the whole gang officially maybe during the upside down stuff? Maybe she gets along with Robin or Max?? Love u byeeeee :)

STOP THATS IT YOURE LITERALLY MY KNEW FAVORITE PERSON ILY TYSMMM STOP AND OFC I'LL WRITE THAT

NO CAUSE YOU HAVE NO IDEA YOU JUST MADE MY DAY

btw im so sorry this is sm more than what you asked for but i get excited and carried away when I really like a request or prompt

Steve Harrington Introducing You to the Gang....

~You’re so nervous to meet everyone at first

~You’re especially worried to meet Dustin cause you fear that if Dustin doesn’t approve, that’s it for your relationship

~The previous day, you were complaining to Steve about these pounding headaches you were having and the fact that you kept having nightmares that almost seemed like flashbacks from when you were 10

~Steve was the only one who knew about your trauma. You had seen your dad have a stroke when you were 10 and you were so scared you froze and when your mom walked in it was too late

~Once Steve found out what the symptoms of the Vecna attacks were, he remembered that you told him about this stuff, so he immediately drove to your house as fast as he could

~When you opened the door he practically tackled you and was kissing you all over your face

~He tried to explain everything as best and as quickly as he could but he decided it would be best for Dustin and Nancy to explain

~The entire car ride your leg was bouncing up and down as Steve drove to Nancys house

~Much to your surprise, everyone was super nice to you

~Dustin was ecstatic

~He was so happy to meet you because of how happy you made Steve

~They tried their best to explain what was happening but you were so confused

~“Have you had any hallucinations? Have you seen some sort of weird ticking clock?” Max was asking all of this with a worried look on her face

~You though back to earlier before Steve arrived at your house. You did have a hallucination but you assumed you were just tired

~You looked at Steve and he pulled you away so you could tell him in private

~“I, uh, before you picked me up I saw- well I thought I saw my dad sitting down in the chair he used to always watch the games in but when I turned it to see if it was him he-”

~You started tearing up and Steve pulled you into a hug 

~“It was like he was having the stroke all over again. Steve it was awful”

~Steve calmed you down really quickly and you walked back over to the group

~“Yeah. She’s been having hallucinations.” Steve said before turning to face you as he put his hands on your shoulders

~“But that’s all they were. Hallucinations. It wasn’t real. I promise baby”

~He pulled you into a hug and you nuzzled into his chest, feeling a sense of comfort as you smelled the cologne that he always wore

~“Awww... eugh. Can we get back to saving lives here?”

~“I’m comforting my girl here you little shit”

~“Comfort her by saving her life”

~When you guys were in the car to go to the cemetery you saw Max’s hands shaking slightly

~“Hey, you okay?”

~“Yeah I’m fine.”

~“Really? Cause you don’t look it.”

“Yeah I’m fine. This whole Vecna shit is just stressing me out.”

~“Tell me about it. If you wanna talk, you can talk to me though.”

~“Yeah thanks”

~You could tell Max really wasn’t all there but after a few minutes she suddenly asked you something you weren’t expecting

~“What was your issue?”

~“What do you mean?”

~“Everyone who’s being targeted has some sort of issues. What was yours?”

~“Oh... uh-”

~“Max! You can’t just ask that! Don’t answer that, babe”

~“No, no it’s fine Steve. Uh, when I was 10 I witnessed my dad have a stroke and I, uh, I got scared and froze. He ended up dying...”

~Steve placed a hand on your thigh, keeping one on the wheel

~“I’m so sorry. I didn’t think it’d be that serious. Mine’s kinda the same. Last summer I- I saw Billy get stabbed and die. And all I did was watch”

~You looked behind and saw that she was tearing up. You reached behind and decided to hold her hand. No one said anything as you all sat there in an awkward but comfortable silence

~When you got to the cemetery and the whole Vecna thing happened with Max, after Lucas comforted her she went to you and asked you how you coped with your dad

~“Well it took some time, a while actually, but I stayed with people who I knew would be there for me and help me through it. I tried not to distance myself because I knew it would just make me more lonely than I already was. Honestly Max, you want my advice? Stick with Lucas. I can tell he really cares for you”

~After that, Max didn’t wanna leave your side. She found it comforting that you knew somewhat how she felt

~She even forced Steve to let Dustin sit upfront so she could sit next to you in the car

~When you guys were in the car driving back to Nancy’s house, you dozed off for a second

~When you woke up you were back in your old room from when you were 10. You were confused as to how you woke up in a bed that you haven’t laid in for 8 years

~You looked around and saw photo frames of you and your dad. They looked like they were in order of when you were younger to older. There was one where you were on his back, your two front teeth missing. 

~Another was when you looked about 8 and you were in a blanket fort with him. You couldn’t help but smile as you thought back to the old memories you had pushed away to the back of your mind. 

~In the last frame, you were 10 and sitting on your dads lap in the same chair he had died in. You remember posing for the photo, but there was something different about it. Your dad. He looked pale and his eyes were open but there was no life in them. He wasn’t smiling at all. He looked just like he did after his stroke. 

~Then you noticed something you’d never seen before. There was a clock. You tried your hardest to remember where that clock had come from, but you’d never seen it before.

~All of a sudden you heard ticking all around you. When you looked back in the frame you saw something coming out of the clock. Spiders. You’ve always been terrified of spiders. You were confused as to how the photo was moving, but that though quickly left your mind as the spiders came closer and closer until they were crawling out of the frame and onto your hand

~You dropped the frame on the ground, the glass cracking. You started freaking out and hyperventilating

~You suddenly felt a sharp stinging on your face and you were back in the car

~The car was pulled over to the side of the road and you saw Max’s hand in the air

~“DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO SLAP HER?!” You knew the yell was Steve by the way his voice was an octave higher (Steve’s voice gets higher when hes scared or upset. argue with the wall)

~“I WOKE HER UP DIDN’T I?!”

~“She has a point”

~“Shut your mouth, Henderson, before I shut it for you!”

~“What the fuck happened?”

~“You fell asleep for a second and next think we knew you were hyperventilating and shaking” Lucas explained

~“I saw it. The clock thing. And I have a pounding headache again”

~“Here, I have Tylenol in my bag” Max reached into her bag and handed you one of the pills

~“Henderson, switch seats with Y/n. Now.”

~“How is us switching seats gonna help-”

~“I said now Henderson!”

~You switched with Dustin and Steve kept his hand on your thigh the whole car ride

~The next day Steve stayed up all night as you slept on his chest and he played with your hair

~Whenever you got too still, Steve would get worried and put his fingers on your neck to check your pulse, accidentally waking you up every time

~When you guys went to help Eddie as skull rock you had remembered something

~One time you and Steve were relaxing there just laying down on a blanket together. That’s when you had told him about your father.

~“Hey Max, can I have another Tylenol?”

~“Still, baby? Does it hurt that bad”

~“Yeah Steve, my head is killing me. Might take myself out at this point, just to get it over with”

~Everyone looked at you with worried looks

~“Relax guys, it was a joke. Yeesh the world is about to end and suddenly you all lose your sense of humor?”

~Everyone was talking bout the compass when ll of a sudden Steve turned to you

~“Hey babe. Remember what conversation we had here?”

~“What?”

~“Remember when you told me how you watched your dad die. How you just stood there like a coward and watched the man who did everything for you, die from a stroke?”

~“Steve, why the hell are you talking like this?”

~“I can’t believe you just stood there and watched your dad die from a stroke. You could’ve helped him. You had the opportunity to call 911 but you didn’t. I wish I was able to call 911 when I watched my brother die.”  You looked over at Max and she was staring at you with a disgusted face

~“I- I froze. I was 10 and I was terrified. I-I didn’t know what was happening...”

~“At least take responsibility for your actions. Don’t blame it on your age. God, why am I dating such a coward. I don’t want you anymore. I can’t be seen with some pussy.”

~“Steve what the fuck?!”

~You were crying at this point. You were hurt and confused. That’s when all of a sudden you heard a voice from behind you. A voice you hadn’t heard in 8 years.

~“He has a point, princess. You stood there. You stood there and you watched me die.”

~It was your dad. He looked exactly as he did in the frame. He was pale and his eyes were lifeless. He looked as though his soul drained out of him. Somehow you weren’t in skull rock anymore. You were at your childhood home, standing in the exact same spot you were in when you saw your dad die.

~“Daddy! I was 10! I’m so sorry Daddy I didn’t know what to do! I was just a child! I didn’t know-”

~Another voice came from the side. You didn’t see anyone standing there. Then you looked at the TV, and you saw a tall gray creature looking at you from inside the TV. Vecna

~“You’re fathers right. You stood there and watched. You watched your father die and did nothing about it. Is it because you wanted him dead?”

~“What?! No! I loved my dad! He was my best friend-”

~“Then why did you let him die, Y/n? Was it because you were tired of him choosing to watch his sports over playing with you? We both know you hated when he sat in that chair and watched TV, because that meant he was spending less time with you. Am I right?”

~“No! I would never do that to him! I was scared! I didn’t have a clue!” At this point you were sobbing and second guessing yourself. Did you really let your father die because you were upset he chose to watch TV over playing with you?

~That’s when the creature started crawling out of the screen and into the living room

~You tried to back away but your father held you in place

~“Face it Y/n. You’re a liar and a coward. You let your father die instead of helping him by calling the police. And then you had the audacity to fake being depressed about it for years.” The creature said as he inched closer to you

~“I wasn’t faking it! I was diagnosed! And I didn’t let him die! I was terrified-” Hot tears were streaming down your face as the thing was finally in front of you

~“Shhh” It stuck its pointy finger to your lips as if it was trying to shut you up

“It’s okay, Y/n. It’s time for you to stop faking the pain. It’s time for you to join your father”

*Meanwhile with the group*

“MAX QUICK WHAT SONGS DO YOU HAVE?! HURRY BEFORE HE TAKES HER TOO!”

~They all looked through the cassette tapes that Max had

~“WHATS HER FAVORITE SONG?!” Dustin screamed as they went through the different tapes

~“I DON’T KNOW” 

~“HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOUR GIRLFRIENDS FAVORITE SONG HARRINGTON?!” Eddie yelled as he tried slapping you awake

~“I- IT CHANGES ALL THE TIME OKAY?! SHE HAS LIKE 5 AT THE MOMENT! THAT ONE! THAT ONE RIGHT THERE BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY!” 

~They quickly put the tape in and stuck Max’s headphones onto your head

*Back with Daddy Vecna (IM SORRY I HATED THAT)*

~Vecna was lifting his hand, as if he was gonna grab your head, when you heard music

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality

~The thing looked to see where it was coming from, and you saw the your front door open and on the outside was Steve calling out your name and shaking your shoulders, Eddie freaking out and screaming ‘not again’ over and over, and the rest trying to wake you

Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see

~The gray monstrosity standing before you looked over at the door and tried to close it, but it wouldn’t budge

~He walked over to you and tried to lift his hand again

~Listening to the song, you remembered all the times you had had a dance party to it at 3 am when you were home alone because your mom was out of town

~You thought of all the times you and Steve sang this song in the car when you felt like going for a drive

~You remembered all the time you two had danced around together, all the kisses you had shared, all the hours spent laying in bed together

~Then you remembered the first time you had heard the song. You were 6. You were dancing in the kitchen with your Dad as your mom cooked. She was yelling at you guys to get out of the kitchen and stop annoying her, but she had the biggest smile on her face.

~Your father was a kindhearted man. He was your best friend. You weren’t jealous when he would watch the games, because you’d watch with him. Your father knew you were just scared. That’s when you came to your senses. This man holding you wasn’t your father. He was a figment of your imagination. And Vecna wasn’t really there 

~You looked back at the door and you were now in the air with Dustin tugging at your feet

~You couldn’t die. You couldn’t leave Steve. You had the rest of your life to live with him. You refused to die by some creepy ass slimy demon

~“You’re not here. This is all in my mind”

~“Believe what you want Y/n, but I’m here. Whether it’s in your mind or not, I’m here.”

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?

~You looked outside one last time before staring Vecna in the eyes

~You threw your head back, hitting your fake father, causing him to release you 

So you think you can love me and leave me to die?

~You then grabbed a vine from Vecnas neck and pulled at it, causing him to bleed

Oh, baby, can’t do this to me baby

~You took that as a chance to run while he tried to recover

Just gotta get out

~Your fake father got in the way and you pushed him

Just gotta get right outta here

~“Are you going to leave me to die again Y/n?!” He yelled as you were about to exit

~“I never left you to die. And you’re not real” 

~As you were about to jump out, Vecna reached to grab you as he yelled no, but he missed

~The next thing you knew, you were falling from the air, and into Steve’s arms

~You immediately broke out into a sob as Steve held you close, mentally beating himself up for not noticing the signs sooner

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #steve #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington can step on me #steve harrington stranger things #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #max mayfield #dustin henderson

[bebx]

hi im so sorry but i need to get this off my chest and i cant talk to my friends about it because its so embarrassing and ive talked about it PLENTY

but anyway long story short i was dating someone, we have a weird history dating wise & have been best friends for 3+ years before that all started. literally three weeks ago we decided to be exclusive, on friday i found out that the day before, he kissed another girl IN PUBLIC. i know that girl, they've hooked up before (when i was also hooking up with him but it wasn't anything really and i didn't actually know for sure if they were hooking up (they were)). so we called it quits.

i still spent the weekend bc i'm weak and all i want is him. he said he never felt a connection like this with anyone, he said he loved me and he said he was sorry a hundred times..... he said it would take a long time before he'd feel 'normal' about me. we were both emotional when i left, and since then i havent really stopped crying lol

AND NOW. i dont know if im just driving myself crazy but i feel like he's (still) (again?) talking to that one girl and it would make sense because he basically cheated on me not even a week ago so why wouldnt he do this now??? but. it feels too cruel. but maybe thats just who he is.

god i hate this so much he drives me completely mad im stalking his every move and every time i see something that even slightly hints at my suspicions i get so ill and it makes me wanna kms. i just wanna feel normal i hate that he did this to me i miss him so bad. i know we literally shouldn't ever get back together again because this is just a fraction of the shit thats happened in the past 10 months, BUT I ONLY WANT HIM. and i feel like we're soulmates. BYEEEEE this is so humiliating. im so tired i just want it to end

hugging you so tight right now, anon!!! 🩷🩷🩷 so sorry you have to go through something like this. I can’t say I know exactly how you feel, because each person experiences this type of pain differently, but I do know it just super sucks when the person who hurts us and the person we want to hate turns out to be the one we love the most. sometimes our hearts can be stubborn just like that (it all would’ve been so easy if we could convince ourselves to stop caring and to being able to fully hate them and moving on, but it’s never that easy, sadly). I can’t tell you what to do or how to react to the pain you feel, but know that your pain is valid and how you feel / how you react / how you cope with that pain, that’s valid too. and you are not weak for being hurt when someone wronged you, especially when it’s someone you trusted. I know this is cliche and is so much easier said than done, but please also be kind to yourself, above anything else. that boy and the girl he cheated on you with, they don’t deserve you. they lost you, not the other way around. think of this as an opportunity for you to open yourself to someone else who truly loves and values you, whether it be romantically or platonically. I know right now you just want him, but if the wrong person can make you love him this bad, imagine how much happier you’ll be when you finally find the right one who can make you love them the same way you loved him, if not more, the only difference is that they won’t break your heart. and you deserve to be happy. that someone is out there, and I truly believe you both will find each other when the time is right. but for now, try loving and being gentle to yourself even if it’s hard (I know it can be hard, but at least give it a try), the best revenge is to prove to them that you don’t need them to be happy and that you can heal from this and thrive without them in your life. doesn’t matter how long it takes, but you will get there one day, and you will look back and be so damn proud of yourself for how far you’ve come. because hey, look at you, you are still here, and for that, I am so damn proud of you!!

it’s okay to cry, it’s okay to be completely broken, because the thing about crying and being broken is that it’s not permanent, even if it feels like it right now.

and by the way, the ones who should feel humiliated are him and that girl, not you. screw it if they deserve each other. YOU deserve so much better than that anyway.

#my inbox is open

[devine-fem]

i think all of mine are cringe but you asked for it

Paper rings by Taylor swift - i will defend this song till the day I fucking die I’m not a swiftie BUT GODDAMN THIS SONG IS J O N D A M I CODED AF

Talk too much by COIN - i have nothing to say but y e s

Your Stupid Face by Kaden Mackay - enemies to lovers perfection

A Lovely Night from La La Land - also mild enemies to lovers but all around adorables

Heather by Conan Gray - let us feel angst

Break My Heart by dua lipa - i actually can’t defend this one 😅

Meteor Shower by cavetow, Lemon boy by cavetown - self explanatory

i have so many but im rambling mow so uh byeeeee