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ʚ Naoya Zen'in x chubby fem reader ɞ

Part 1 ♥︎ Part 2 ♥︎ Part 3 ♥︎ Part 4 ♥︎ Part 5

❥ Word Count: 6.8k

❥ CW: chubby fem reader, implied smut, daddy kink, angst

❥ A/N: heyyyyy... heyy... how yall doin aldjladjla. Okay, first off, thank you so much for your patience with me and this series. I've had a lot going on these past few months and writing has not been a big priority as a result. I wanted to post this entire chapter at once but it was getting way too long, so I'm splitting it up into a part 4 and part 5. I promise i won't take as long writing part 5 sksksk. This part is pretty tame, no explicit smut or anything but there'll be more in the future i promise. Im posting this mainly to clear my conscience and hold yall over till im done. Thank u very much for your continued support 💕

You knew Naoya Zen’in was rich. He always wore designer clothes, rode in that ridiculously expensive sports car, even his water was overpriced—some kind of brand named “Fine” that was five dollars per bottle. It was all excessive, but you were mostly able to ignore it because it didn’t include you; it was a separate entity that you didn’t need to worry about.

But then came the wedding.

You were hesitant to accept his invitation: going to one of his brothers’ weddings as a guest? You didn’t even know he had one brother let alone multiple; was it really appropriate to go to such an important event when you didn’t even know the groom existed not too long ago?

“I don’t see the problem,” Naoya had expressed one evening, arms wrapped around your waist as you busied yourself at the stove. “You don’t need to be close with them. You’re gonna be my plus one, that’s all that matters.”

“But it doesn’t seem fair,” you had argued. “Like, I’m a complete stranger and I’m coming in to eat your expensive food and drink your expensive alcohol. It just seems really shallow and mean.”

“Babe, they’re not gonna care. Everybody brings a plus one, and half of them I’ve never seen before.” His large hands had found your hips, squeezing as he pulled you back into him. “Just relax, princess. There’s nothing to worry about. C’mon, just say yes and come with me. I already booked the tickets; you’re not gonna make me go alone, are you?”

And that’s what did it, that hint of guilt in his tone that made you feel bad. You could’ve easily said no and pushed him off, told him that you still didn’t want to go and that he would survive without you, but you’d grown a soft spot for him. The two of you hadn’t made anything official yet, but he was acting like a boyfriend, coming over to your apartment often just to be close to you. He would bring food after class or maybe alcohol on a Saturday night and watch a movie with you, falling asleep as he cuddled you on the couch. It was all about the sex before, and now you were seeing a more genuine side to him that you didn’t know was possible. He seemed more like a person, and you found yourself liking him despite him hurting you in the past.

So, you agreed. You bought a dress (which Naoya was very upset to learn about, insisting that he should have had a say in picking the dress and buying it for you; he sulked for the rest of the evening), packed your things, and you were off to the airport together. You were shocked by the state of first class, but you kept your thoughts to yourself, assuming that he was just trying to show off, to impress you. You tried not to pay it any mind, but you couldn’t ignore it any longer once you arrived at the hotel.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Naoya glanced over his shoulder at you, signing the last bit of paperwork before sliding it back to the receptionist, taking the keycards from her.

“What’s up?” he asked, his tone not particularly interested in what your answer may be.

“What do you mean ‘what’s up’? What the hell is up with this place? Why’s it so big? Why’re the ceilings so high? Why’s there a fountain? What kind of–” He shushed you gently, walking over just to rub his hand over your back.

“Calm down, princess. It’s a five-star hotel; what did you expect?”

“I don’t know, I just…” You sighed as he led you to the elevators, holding onto your suitcase tightly. “It just doesn’t seem real. It feels like–”

“A fairytale?” You scoffed.

“Like a prank. I feel like someone’s gonna jump out of nowhere and make fun of me for thinking any of this is real.”

“Damn, that’s a bit harsh, dontcha think?”

“I wouldn’t put it past you,” you grumbled, watching him push the button to your floor, meeting your reflection once the doors closed.

“Aww, now that’s mean,” he cooed, shifting towards you, leaning close. “I’m not the big bad bully I used to be, you know.”

“Oh yeah? I’ll believe it when I see it.” Naoya hummed, tucking his face into your neck, wasting no time kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin below your ear.

“Don’t worry, princess. Daddy’ll show you how much he’s changed.”

“Oh my God, stop talking.”

“Aw, what’s the matter? Don’t you like when I talk dirty?” You inhaled deeply, turning your head so you were nose to nose with him.

“No, Daddy, I don’t like when you talk dirty when we’re in public.” You meant for the statement to dissuade him, make him back off a bit, but he only smirked and pulled you closer.

“Shit, call me ‘Daddy’ again.”

“Nuh-uh,” you hurried, thanking the universe when the elevator doors opened. You slipped from his grasp, hurrying out into the hall, ignoring his protests from behind you. You knew the room number so you dashed down the hall, giggling with your luggage in tow until you reached the room. Naoya grabbed you not even a second later, arms wrapped tightly around you as he nibbled at your cheek.

“And where do you think you’re going?” His hands moved quickly, touching you in your most sensitive spots, making you laugh uncontrollably.

“Stop, N-Naoya! Quit it, it tickles!!”

The two of you froze when you heard a loud ‘shush’ turning to gaze down the hall at an older woman shaking her head before turning her back on you. You snorted softly, covering your mouth to stifle your giggles as Naoya reached for his keycard, pushing it into the slot above the door handle.

“You’re gonna get me in trouble,” he hissed teasingly, blowing a raspberry on your neck as he pushed in the door. A squeal slipped out of you as you darted inside, the noise dying out once you got a view of the room you were staying in.

Jesus, he really was rich. The room felt like something you’d find in a castle or some high budget Hollywood movie. The room was washed in white and sepia tones, clean but not unwelcoming, busy but not cramped. The king-sized bed was covered in throw pillows, the headboard nearly reaching the ceiling, a nightstand and lamp on either side of the mattress. Across from it was a dresser, a flatscreen TV perched on top, almost the length of your wingspan. A large mirror was placed on the wall, a minibar and coffee machine beside it. Moving further into the room you noticed the plush chairs placed casually beside a breakfast table, a desk and chair mirroring the quaint setup.

But the most striking part of the room was the balcony. You opened the door and stepped out onto the concrete platform, marveling at how an entire couch and coffee table could fit out there with room to spare. You stared out at the beach, breathing in deeply as a breeze rolled by, relaxing even as an arm curled around your waist.

“So? Not bad, right?” You scoffed, eyes closing as another breeze tickled your skin, the sun beaming and reflecting off of the sand.

“Yeah. Not bad at all.” You turned to give him a teasing grin but stuttered when you saw the look on his face. There was no smirk, no narcissistic sneer: it was just Naoya, eyes soft, the corner of his mouth upturned just a bit. He cleared his throat a moment later and the sarcastic smile was back, eyebrows raised.

“You know, I’ve always wanted to fuck you over a balcony. Maybe this is a sign that we should do it.” You snorted, shaking your head.

“Jeez, way to ruin the mood, dingdong.”

“What? I’m just speaking my mind. I mean there’s a couch here and everything; we should take advantage of the opportunity presented to us.” You started laughing, not pushing him away when his arms locked around you and pulled you to his chest, his nose buried in your hair, keeping his face out of view. You sank into his warmth, letting yourself indulge in his gentle demeanor, a side of him that you didn’t see as often as you wanted. His hands soothingly rubbed at your back, lips pressing against your temple as he swayed lazily.

A ringtone ruined the moment. Naoya groaned, pulling back from you to take his phone out of his back pocket. He sighed when he saw the screen.

“I gotta take this. Why don’t you start unpacking, maybe check out the bathroom?” You perked up, nodding slightly before you trotted back inside. You glanced back when he answered the phone. “Hello, sir. How was your flight?” he spoke solemnly, his face flat as he closed the sliding door. You furrowed your brow, watching his demeanor change drastically as he turned to stare out at the ocean–shoulders back, chest forward, as if he were a soldier’s ideal. You hummed inquisitively but decided to tuck your curiosity away for another time, turning away to peek into the bathroom.

It was lovely. A walk in shower, a large tub that looked like it could actually cover your entire body when filled, a long marble counter with a sink and luxurious bathing products tucked into a corner. There were bathrobes hanging next to the towels, and the image of two lovers snuggling up together in the cushiony white robes made your heart swell just a bit. You appreciated everything you saw in the bathroom and left once you had taken it all in, moving to your suitcases. Naoya was still on the phone, stiff as a board, hand flexing occasionally at his side. You pushed your suitcase on its side, plopping down on your knees and opening it up, taking out some of its contents–your bathing supplies, a makeup bag, a pair of heels for tomorrow. You were considering taking out your dress and hanging it in the nearby closet when the balcony door opened and shut, Naoaya coming inside.

“Hey, I gotta go take care of something real quick. I might be gone for a couple hours.” You frowned, pouting ever so slightly.

“What do you mean? We just got here.”

“Yeah, I know, but I gotta handle some business.” You hummed sadly, pouting.

"Where are you going?" He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Nowhere important. Just some family junk. Nothing to worry about." He approached you, squatting down to your level and giving an apologetic smile. “Sorry to abandon you the minute we got here. I know you’ll feel so lost without me.”

“Oh, fuck off.” His laugh was lighthearted, easy. He reached into his pocket, pulling out one of the keycards to the room.

“Here’s your key. It also gives you access to different services around the hotel like the restaurants and spa and shit. Don’t lose it and don’t forget it in the room.” You nodded in understanding, reaching for the card, frowning when he pulled it away. “I’m serious, Y/N, don’t forget your card. I’m not gonna swoop down and rescue you by letting you into the room when you forget. I’ll make you sleep outside–”

“Oh my God, Naoya, I get it. You’ll make me suffer if I forget my card. I promise I won’t.” You reached for the card again but he pulled it back farther.

“Ah-ah-ah! You think I’m just gonna give it to you for free? I gotta get something out of this too–”

“Jesus, Naoya, just get to the point.” He smirked, pointing at his lips and giving them a few light taps. You rolled your eyes, leaning forward to press your lips against his, kissing him softly. He sighed against you, free hand finding your neck, keeping you in place. There was a time when you would’ve found that action annoying and weirdly possessive, but right now you didn’t mind. It made you feel safe, secure, like he would never let anything happen to you.

You snatched the card while he was busy, pulling away to meet his shocked expression. He scoffed, shaking his head.

“You little sneak. You’re lucky I lo…” His voice died off, smile faltering as his eyes searched you. You frowned, blinking.

“Lucky you what?” He opened his mouth to speak but shook his head again, returning to his feet.

“It’s nothin. I gotta hurry.” He ruffled your hair as he walked past, snickering when you whined in protest. “I’ll see you in a couple hours, okay?”

“Okay,” you called after, watching him leave. He sent you one last look before he closed the door, leaving you in silence and solitude. You sighed and stood up, shaking out your legs. You grabbed a nearby pamphlet, flipping through to educate yourself on the hotel’s services. You might as well enjoy some alone time while you had the chance.

You weren’t sure if you’d ever been pampered like this before. You’d started with a light lunch, surprised at how accommodating the staff down in the bistro were. It felt like they were being especially nice to you, but perhaps it was because it was so slow. Then the same happened at the spa. The employees waited on you hand and foot, providing exceptional care and service. You spoiled yourself the entire time, opting for a massage, a facial, a manicure and pedicure, hell, even a mud bath.

You hadn’t felt so refreshed in so long; by the time you got back to your room several hours later, you were so relaxed that you felt sleepy. You opted to take a nap since Naoya still wasn’t back, putting on one of the sinfully soft robes and cuddling up under the covers, sinking into the memory foam mattress. You slept for a bit, waking up to a shuffling sound. You peeked through your lashes right as the bathroom door opened, a stream of light illuminating the wall. Naoya stepped out wearing a robe, running a towel over his head as he looked at his phone. He turned into the bedroom, looking up and smiling once he saw you.

“Hey there, dummy,” he mumbled gently so as not to disturb you too much. You hummed, snuggling further into the bed as he walked along his side. He turned on the lamp opposite you, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut, whining in protest. “Don’t whine; it’s just a little light,” he whispered, climbing onto the bed with you, phone discarded as he settled beside you, face to face.

“What time is it?” you muttered barely coherently, rubbing at your face.

“After seven. I got back around six thirty but I didn’t wanna wake you up.” He brushed a few strands of hair out of your face, his palm meeting your cheek. “How was your day? Did you have fun? Did everyone treat you nicely?” You nodded sleepily, inhaling sharply and giving a little stretch, curling closer to his frame.

“It was nice. The food and drinks here are really good. I had a sandwich and soup for lunch.”

“Hm, well, I’m glad my humble five star hotel met your standards.”

“Oh, hush.” He snickered, wrapping an arm around you, pulling you towards him and kissing your forehead.

“What did you do today?”

“Hm… well, I went to the spa and got a lot of stuff done. I took a mud bath which was weird. I was gonna go to the pool but I got sleepy. Oh! And I got my nails done,” you exclaimed, finally perking up after your long nap, raising your hands from under the sheets to show off your manicure. Naoya grabbed onto one hand gently, turning it this way and that to get a better look, humming and nodding.

“Not bad.”

“Not bad?? They look great for your information.” Naoya scoffed.

“Calm down, princess, I wasn’t saying they were bad–”

“Yeah, whatever, you just don’t appreciate nice stuff like this ‘cause you’re a dumb boy.”

“Wow, sexist much? I should call the New York Times and have them write an exposé about how mean you are. Gonna be a twenty page spread about how you’re a huuuuge bitch.” You snorted, slapping his arm playfully.

“Aw, fuck you!”

“Fuck you!” You couldn’t stop your laughter, electing to bury your face in your pillow to hide your giggles. Naoya pressed his nose into your neck, sinking into you and breathing deep. “You smell good,” he mumbled, his voice turning soft as he smelled your hair. Your giggles subsided as he exposed your neck, pressing a gentle kiss against your warm skin. You shivered, hands finding his hair, fingers combing through the two-toned strands. He kissed down your neck, tugging at the sheets so he could trail to your chest.

“You know what I think we should do?” You hummed, urging him to continue. “I think we should have sex, order room service, and then have sex again. I think it sounds like a great idea.”

“Hmm, I dunno… I’m not in the mood for a fancy dinner.”

“You don’t need anything fancy! You can make a special request.”

“But won’t that be annoying to them? What if they say no?” He scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“Y/N. I’m the son of the hotel owner. They’re not gonna tell you ‘no’. And if they do, I'll fire ‘em.”

“Don’t fire anybody! That’s excessive.”

“Nothing’s excessive when it comes to my girl.”

My girl. How could two simple words make your heart pound? You sighed, pulling his hair back to get a proper look at his face. He smiled up at you, pushing your robe to the side, burying himself into your chest. He kissed your sternum, nuzzling close and sighing, arms slinking around your waist.

“I’m your girl, huh?”

“Duh. Whose else would you be?” You huffed, nosing his hair and smiling softly.

“Okay, I guess I’ll eat dinner with you… but only if I can get pancakes.”

“Whatever you want, princess.”

“Ooo, whatever I want? What if I want pancakes in the shape of hearts with chocolate and fruit and a big glass of wine?”

“Consider it done. I'll get a grilled cheese and scotch.”

"Pffft–"

“Would you hurry up already? We gotta leave soon.”

“You can’t rush perfection, Naoya.”

“I’m not rushing perfection, I’m rushing you.”

“Oh wow, quoting Spongebob? What are you, five?” Naoya rolled his eyes, smacking the bathroom door before trudging back into the bedroom.

“Just hurry up. We don’t have all day.”

He heard you say something, but it was muffled by the door and he wasn’t curious enough to ask you to repeat yourself. He moved to the mirror on the wall, giving himself another once-over. He smoothed out his jacket, checking his cufflinks and watch, adjusting his pocket square. He briefly wondered if he should remove his earrings but decided against it, fussing over his hair instead. He was about to mess with his bowtie when the bathroom door opened and you stepped out.

“Well, it’s about ti–”

He froze when he saw you, eyes shamelessly raking over your frame. The mermaid dress fit you perfectly, defining your curves, cinching your waist and accentuating your hips. He appreciated that it was off-the-shoulder, leaving your neck on display. Your hair was sensible but lovely, your makeup only adding to your beauty. You picked up your clutch bag, dropping a few makeup products inside.

“Don’t even start. I don’t need you nagging me about how long I took even though it wasn’t long at all.”

“Oh, don’t worry, baby. I’m not gonna nag you.” He approached you with purpose, his hand skimming your hip. “You look fantastic.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Mr. Zen’in.” You grabbed onto his shoulder, stabilizing yourself as you got into your heels. He put an arm on you to keep you steady, waiting patiently until you were standing tall. You smiled, removing your hand and taking a step back. “Okay, now I’ll open the floor to flattery.” Naoya scoffed, grabbing your hand and pulling you close.

“You look fucking sexy, but, like, in a mature way.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him do the same with your waist.

“You kind of suck at compliments.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault that you’re gorgeous beyond words.” A wave of heat ran through you as you waved him off.

“You’re just sayin that.” He didn’t give a snarky comment; instead he leaned forward, eyes locked on your lips, determined. You stopped him before he could make contact, putting your hand up between the two of you. “Nuh-uh, no kisses. I just did my makeup; I’m not about to let you mess it up.”

“Booo, whatever. Gonna mess it up later, though. Gonna smudge your lipstick and–”

“Alright, Romeo, let’s go before you ruin my look.”

It took a bit of work getting his hands off of you, but you made it out of the room and down to the first floor with minor amounts of manhandling on his part. You reached the lobby, letting Naoya lead you to a more secluded part of the hotel with a hand on your waist. The quiet halls began to bustle the deeper you got into the hotel, and you were surprised when you arrived at an entrance to a reception, not a wedding. You slowed, causing him to stop with you.

“I thought we were going to the wedding?” you whispered to him. He looked between you and the entrance that was about fifty feet ahead of you.

“The wedding happened yesterday and the reception is today.” He noticed your confused pout and pat your hip reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Only direct family was invited so you wouldn’t have been able to go in the first place.”

“Wait, so–”

“Don’t think too hard about it, princess. You’re prettier when you’re dumb.” You elbowed his side, huffing and stomping forward, frowning as he laughed and followed you. “Aww, don’t be angry with me, sweetheart. You’ll get wrinkles.”

“Good. I hope I do!” He caught up to you, arm curling around your waist and pulling you to his side. He kissed your forehead, directing the two of you to the guest list to sign your names.

The venue was stunning. Tables were shrouded with white cloth, candles and flowers on top as well as plates and cutlery. There was a table at the front of the room–presumably for the bride and groom–that was near a table with a basket full of envelopes. Naoya noticed you staring at it.

“Gifts from the family,” he muttered, moving you through the crowd and to your seat. “Mostly money, not like they need it. My father is giving them a house.”

“A house?!” you whispered back in shock, eyes wide as you stared at him. He snickered at your reaction, licking his lips and turning back to you, prepared to speak.

"There you are." Naoya's smile faded in record time, his back straightening as he looked at the voice. You followed his gaze, seeing an older man with a young woman approaching. His mustache was sharp and gray like his hair. He didn't seem very old, but perhaps it was his proud smile that made him look a bit younger. "It's about time you showed up. The reception's about to start."

"My apologies," Naoya replied formally, giving a bit of an apologetic bow. You furrowed your brow at the display. You hadn't heard this artificial remorseful tone in quite a while. You heard it a lot in the beginning of your friends-with-benefits relationship with Naoya, always him saying how sorry he was for going too rough or for cumming on your face when you told him not to, but after that incident with Toji ghosting you, he hadn't used it. Why was he bringing it back now?

"So formal," the man laughed, patting Naoya on the shoulder. "There's no need to be so stiff today. This is the reception, after all! We got through all that stuffy shit yesterday." Naoya laughed along with him, hands stuffed in his pockets. You furrowed your brow, tapping Naoya's arm, leaning in close.

"What's he mean by stuffy?" you spoke softly.

"The wedding, sweetheart." You turned towards his father, unsure how you felt about the nickname.

"Wedding?" you repeated, looking back to Naoya. He shrugged a bit, not making eye contact.

"The wedding was yesterday—"

"I'm surprised it went so well!" his father chimed in. "Traditional weddings can be such a pain, but everything went without a hitch."

Traditional wedding? Yesterday? Is that what Naoya had gone to? Why hadn't he told you? Did he not want you to know? Why wouldn't he? Didn't he trust you?

"Did you go to the wedding yesterday?" you asked Naoya, smoothing your thumbs along your clutch, dreading the answer. You hated how he laughed nervously, looking away from you.

"Well, I mean, yeah. I had to go; my brother's the groom." Ah, there it was, that detail that you were missing, the explanation for his absence. You felt disappointment curl through you, and your first instinct was to wonder if you had any right to be upset. It was a family event, after all, but the least he could've done was told you where he was going. It wasn't too much to ask your boyfriend to let you know where he was going to be.

"So, are you going to introduce me or are we going to remain nameless for the rest of the evening?" You straightened out, prepared to introduce yourself, but Naoya spoke first.

"Sorry. This is Y/N, my neighbor. Y/N, this is my father."

Your heart dropped suddenly, mouth falling closed as you processed his words. Neighbor? Why did he say neighbor? Why would he introduce you that way? And his tone, it seemed so flippant, uninterested in the topic at hand, as if telling someone who you were was a chore to him. You felt a weight build in your chest, heart pounding as you began to stare off into space, trying to make sense of things.

"Ah, your neighbor. And why did you bring a neighbor along with you? I could've found a pretty little thing to spend some time with you." You saw Naoya shrug out of the corner of your eye.

"It was just easier this way. I don't want to have to spend several hours with an entire stranger."

You felt tears prick at your eyes, your breath coming in short and hollow. Oh God, you could feel it, that familiar bubble in your throat that urged you to cry, to sob and let this pain escape your chest. How could such a small action as labeling you as a neighbor instead of a girlfriend make your heart break like this?

"Well, your brother didn't come with anyone, so try not to make him too envious." His father glanced at you, eyes shifting up and down. "Then again, he may not be." Oh, fuck this.

"I'm going to the restroom," you blurted out suddenly, your sentence almost muddled with how quickly you pushed it out. You swiveled before Naoya could even respond, turning your back to the three of them as you hurried to the restroom. It wasn't far—you had seen it tucked away as you walked in—but it felt like an eternity getting there. You rushed in, finding the first open stall and pushing inside. You locked the door quickly, finally sucking in a breath when you were safe and alone.

Neighbor. God, you could feel the tears start to pool, big globs of salty water welling in your eyes, spilling and falling to the floor. You kept both hands pressed to the stall door, leaning forward and staring at the floor, letting your tears hit the tile freely, splashing and creating little puddles.

Neighbor. Neighbor. Neighbor, neighbor, neighbor. How dare he diminish your relationship like that? After everything you'd been through, all the shit you dealt with, the excuses you made for him, all because you thought you loved him. Jesus, he was supposed to be your boyfriend, he was supposed to care–

God… he wasn't even your boyfriend, was he? You two never used labels, never properly defined the relationship. No wonder he just called you his "neighbor". That's all you were, just a nextdoor neighbor who he fucked and used for emotional support. You didn't mean anything to him; you were just a warm body. Jesus, that fucking hurts. Everything else was just fuel to fire that was raging around you. Maybe you could've dealt with him keeping secrets and his shitty father if you knew he was all yours at the end of the day.

You heard the door swing open, light giggles running into the room, a doting mother following behind. You pressed your lips together, trying to stifle your shallow breaths. You felt humiliated enough: the last thing you wanted was for someone to find you like this, to know that you were breaking down in the bathroom.

"Mama, can we go to the pool after this?"

"I don't know, baby. We might be here for a while."

"A while? Knowing the Zen'ins, this reception will go for hours."

"Keiya, please–"

"What? You know I'm right. Aren't I, girls?"

"Do they have ice cream?"

"I–I want chocolate if they have ice cream."

You stood up, grabbing some toilet paper, dabbing at your eyes. You sighed at the sight of clumped mascara on the tissue. You hoped your makeup wouldn't be totally ruined after this. You folded the toilet paper, bringing it to your nose and blowing, getting rid of all the gunk that was accumulating. The restroom fell into silence, and you cursed yourself for being so loud. Maybe they would leave soon and you wouldn't have to embarrass yourself by facing them. The Zen'in men seemed insufferable enough; you couldn't imagine how the women would act towards an absolute stranger. God, just thinking about them shielding their lips and whispering to each other, giving you dirty looks, made you want to start crying all over again.

"Mommy, there's a lady crying in here."

You sniffed, looking down from your tissue to see two tiny eyes peeking through the slight crack in the stall door. You sniffed again, staring curiously back at what you guessed were two different girls.

"Maki, Mai, get away from there! Don't be rude!" But the girls stayed, eyes locked with yours until they were pulled away. "You can't look at people through bathroom doors; it's impolite!"

"Why's a lady crying, mommy?"

"I don't know, honey, but it's none of our business. You can't do things like that–"

"It's fine," you croaked, clearing your throat quickly. You grabbed another ball of toilet paper, dabbing at your eyes once more before blowing your nose, tossing the paper in the toilet and flushing it away. You opened the door quickly, meeting the gazes of the women and girls, giving a flat smile. "They're fine. It was an honest mistake."

"Really, I'm very sorry–" You waved your hand, your smile disingenuous as you moved to the sinks, taking a look at yourself in the mirror. You'd certainly looked better before, but the damage wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. You had some makeup in your bag: you could easily fix up your under-eyes and–

A hand found your shoulder, causing you to look up and meet the eyes boring into you through the mirror.

"You alright, hun?" No, no you really weren't, not now at least. But you nodded regardless, inhaling sharply and looking down at the sink again, turning on the faucet. The woman squeezed your shoulder, making you look at her again. "You sure?"

Oh God, that was it. You weren't sure why but that's what did it, made the tears come back full force and spill without another word. The woman gave a sympathetic look, sighing as she started rubbing her hand on your back. The soft action made it all feel worse somehow and you hung your head, biting your lip to hold back your sobs. She put her arm around you and pulled you into a side hug, squeezing your arm.

"I'm sorry–"

"Shhh, it's okay, hun. You have nothing to apologize for." You stood there in silence, quietly sniffling and letting your tears fall into the sink. The other woman brought you a cloth towel, handing it out to you. You gave a small smile, taking the towel and dabbing at your eyes.

"Do you wanna talk about it, hun?"

"I… I don't wanna burden you–"

"You're not burdening me, hun. I'm offering to listen."

You wiped your nose, looking at the woman next to you. Yes, she was a stranger, but there was a kindness about her that made you want to open up, to let your feelings out. It's not like you had anyone else to listen to you.

"Well… I came here with this guy…"

Naoya had been lingering near the restrooms for a while now, checking his phone every couple of minutes to see if you had looked at his texts. What was taking you so long? You'd been in the bathroom for at least ten minutes now, probably close to twenty. Naoya knew that women took longer in the bathroom, but this was ridiculous. What were you doing in there, writing a novel?

The women's restroom finally opened, his aunt, Keiko, walking out with her twin daughters. She glanced at him, quickly pulling her girls away to the reception hall. His other aunt, Keiya, came out not too long after, laughing along with a familiar voice.

"Oh, and don't get me started on her ex; that was a nightmare." She quieted, slowing down as her eyes fell on him. "Ah. Naoya." He was going to throw a snarky comment at her, but you appeared behind her, your head hanging down just a bit.

"There you are," he said, stuffing his phone in his pocket and strutting towards you. "I was waiting for you. C'mon, we gotta go sit down, the reception's about to start." He reached out for you, but Keiya stepped forward, putting her arm in between the two of you.

"How've you been, Naoya? Still living off daddy's money?" He glared at her, giving a nasty sneer.

"I'm fine, auntie. How about you? Still a carpet-muncher?"

"Oh, definitely."

"That sounds fantastic. Anyways, if you'll excuse me, me and my girlfriend gotta go to our seats."

"Ah, so now she's your girlfriend."

"Excuse me?"

"Hey," you spoke up, putting your hand on Keiya's, causing Naoya's eyes to narrow at the action. "I should talk to him." His aunt met your gaze.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I can handle it."

"Okay, hun. We'll get a seat for you, okay?"

"Okay," you mumbled, squeezing her hand before she walked away. She and Naoya shared one more dirty look before she turned and went to the reception.

"What the hell was that?" he muttered, moving closer to you, putting a hand on your arm. "Did she do something to you in there? If she bothered you, I swear to God, I'll—"

"No, Naoya," you shrugged his hand off, taking a step away, "she didn't do anything." Naoya frowned, blinking before he reached for your cheek.

"What's the matter? Are you not feeling well or—?" You pulled his hand away from you, eyes still not meeting his, making his heart beat horribly. "Y/N… what's wrong?" You took a deep breath, fiddling with your clutch bag.

"...Do you like me?" Naoya scoffed, lips twitching.

"Course I do. You think I'd treat anybody the way I treat you?"

"...Are we dating?" He blinked, brow furrowing, mind racing. Why were you asking this stuff? What happened in there?

"I mean… yeah, I guess." A silence fell over you, a pregnant pause that made him anxious.

"...Why did you call me your 'neighbor' instead of your 'girlfriend' earlier?" Naoya narrowed his eyes, thinking back on his conversation with his father.

"I don't know, it just came out. Does it matter?" You scoffed, shaking your head as you finally looked at him. Your makeup had changed just a bit; is that why you were in there so long? Were you changing your look? Or were you fixing it…

"Are you ashamed of me?"

"No, of course not, why would you ask that?"

"I'm trying to understand why someone who I thought was my boyfriend said I was just his 'neighbor' to his father, somebody who you usually introduce your partners to—"

"Jesus, is that what this is all about? You're mad because I didn't introduce you as my 'girlfriend' to my dad?" You quieted, pressing your lips together as you stared at him, waiting for his response. He sighed, pressing his finger to his temple. "Look, if you really want me to introduce you as my girlfriend, fine, I will. We can go to him right now and I can tell him—"

"No, no, I don't want that—"

"Then what do you want, Y/N? I'm willing to fix this and you're telling me no, so what do you want?" You stared at him, opening your mouth and closing it, shaking your head slightly.

"I can't do this anymore, Naoya." He rolled his eyes, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't be with you anymore." He froze, eyes darting to you, waiting for the punchline.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I can't keep doing this, I can't have this… relationship with you anymore. I don't know what it is but it's killing me and I can't do it." Naoya stared at you, blinking quickly, unsure how to respond.

"I… wait, c'mon, you're not being serious, right?" You didn't respond, staring off into space, effectively disassociating and removing yourself from the situation. He took a step towards you, cupping your cheeks gently. "Babe, c'mon, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean anything by it, just lemme fix it, okay?"

"Naoya," you said softly, pulling his hands away, "when we get back home, I don't want to see you anymore."

"Wait—"

"I don't want to hang out and I don't want to hook up—"

"Y/N, hold on—"

"—this isn't healthy for me. I can't be with someone who doesn't love and respect me—"

"—who said I didn't—"

"—and I can't keep making excuses for you when you don't change! I keep waiting and hoping you'll learn and do better in the future but every single time, you fuck up and we're back at square one and I can't take it." Your voice wavered at the end, head sagging on your shoulders, making Naoya pause. He'd never seen you like this before, at least not for a while. He'd forgotten how much he hated it, hated seeing your face twisting and tears spilling down your round cheeks after someone broke your heart.

"Y/N—"

"I'll give you back the stuff you left in my apartment." You stepped back, putting a bit of distance between the two of you. "But that'll be the last time I interact with you." You inhaled sharply, turning away from him. He hurried in front of you, blocking your path.

"Y/N, wait, calm down. You're just upset, maybe you're hungry or something. Why don't we just sit down and relax for a bit and—"

"I'm sorry, Naoya." You moved past him, walking quickly away so he couldn't catch up. He watched you go, fists clenching at his sides.

"You're being hysterical, Y/N," he raised his voice after you. "You'll come back after you stop acting crazy."

You didn't stop, didn't give any indication that you even heard him as you rushed into the reception hall, disappearing into the distant crowd. He watched you until your figure faded, sighing once you were out of sight. He felt his heart clench in his chest, hard and heavy, like a rock. He tried not to think too much about it.

As you walked through the busy sea of chatty guests and tables, you felt a weight begin to lift off of you. The air didn't feel as stuffy or rigid as you found Keiya and Keiko at a table with her children. And as you sat down at the seat they saved for you, you realized that the heavy knot in your chest would eventually dissipate and that one day you would be okay.

"Do you want a glass of champagne, Y/N?" You smiled, taking a deep breath.

"Yes. Yes, please."

#naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #chubby reader #fem reader #chubby fem reader #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x fem reader #naoya zenin x chubby reader #naoya zenin x reader #☀️ fics #☀️ scum of the earth au

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levmada · 10 months

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HI GEEE! Congrats on hitting an amazing milestone of 2.5k. If it’s alright with you, kitty levi all anxious bc you’ve been quiet all week. Minimal conversations and kitty levi’s observe that you disappear early in the morning. “Let me hold your hair back, at least.” When you were sick to your stomach on toilet only to tell him you’re having babies 🥹 im having baby fever and I badly want to adopt a cat sksksk.

Anyway, IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU! 2.5k is an amazing amount of audience. We’re so grateful for you and your hardwork 💛😙 ily 🫶🏽

THANKS MILAN!! i had fun with this one :333 (also you just finished school right? i think u deserve a cat hehe:33)

“Let me hold your hair back, at least.”

//hybrid (kitty levi), angst with a happy ending, insecure levi>>, domestic, modern au | ~0.9k

participate in my event here!

Levi doesn’t know what’s wrong. He just knows that something is wrong.

Once he noticed the slightest shift in your routine, and by extension his, he noticed more and more cracks in your day-to-day normalcy.

Regardless of how early you need to get up and be at work, he inevitably wakes up too. He bumps your temple with his forehead, and soon follows you downstairs.

But then you started telling him to go back to bed. It’s early.

You’re distracted. It takes a few pushes to get you to notice or answer him, like he’s become something of a phantom. He’s wondered if he’s annoying you, but would it be possible that he’s transformed into a constant annoyance, as you’ve been constantly distracted?

That question leads him down dark paths.

Needless to say, conversations are shallow and minimal. He’s quit curling up for his nap with you on your days off and cleans or hides, like he used to.

Sometimes, he’s out of the house when you come home for your lunch break. The love notes, marked by a smiley face or heart haven’t stopped, but he’s noticed the tone change, the guard the anxious letters hold up. In the last week he’s begun procrastinating to read them after his afternoon nap. He’s been on edge, and so, relegating himself to his routine spot on the couch is just impossible when he can’t get comfortable.

Instead, like the dark thoughts, he’s begun sitting in the back of your closet behind the clothes like he used to do before you met, mostly as a child, his tail resting protectively around his legs. He annoys himself. He doesn’t know what he’s hiding from.

When you get home from work, you barely meet him with a kiss, and then it’s to your office to work some more.

Levi’s willing to and enjoys cooking dinner for you both. It’s just been unnerving and strange since you stopped popping your head in to help like you usually do.

He’s gotten snappy in the last day or two as a result, without any of his consent. He doesn’t know what to do with what he’s feeling, and he definitely doesn’t understand why you’re changing around him, so it’s just there. Confusion, and worry, and growing resentment.

If something was wrong, you tell him. Why won’t you tell him?

He didn’t follow you yesterday when you got out of bed for work. You must know he’s pretending to be asleep when you do.

Today is your day off, and yet, he wakes up when you wakes up, and the sun has barely risen.

Then he hears retching.

He pops his head up, ears pressed down and back, and paces to the bathroom after you. True, you’ve been avoiding him, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to help.

Your head is raised when he gets to the doorway, clutching your stomach. Your eyes lock.

For once, he doesn’t know how to talk to you.

“You’re sick.” He walks closer.

"No… It's okay—”

You're interrupted by another gag, forcing you over the bowl again. In the background, you manage to pick up on him dropping down behind you. A blessing—he scoops up your hair, pinning it away from anywhere near your face.

“Don’t be stupid. Let me hold your hair back, at least.”

You don't have the energy to turn him away anymore even if, by some stretch of the imagination, you wanted to.

When the nausea is finished torturing you, you rest on your heels and slap the handle to flush it away. At least that’s over with.

He helps you to your feet, a damp cloth in hand to wipe the sweat from your forehead and temples, then your mouth.

His ears are pointed back the whole time, but you know it isn't the task itself that's making him unhappy. Even when you've been so fucking unfair to him, he isn't anything other than loyal and doting. You want to cry.

His eyes grow a little wider when he notices, and then pauses. "…What…”

"Levi..." you whimper, hanging your head. “I think I'm pregnant.”

Silence. Tense, thick silence you couldn’t hope to cut with the sharpest knife. His only reaction is a stammer in breath.

You shake your head, unsure what for. “No… I know I am. I took two tests, I just didn’t tell you because—because… It scared the shit out of me. I was trying to figure out how to tell you. I’m sorry.”

You raise your head. He stares blankly for one more moment, his lips part, and then he’s crushing you in a hug.

“Levi—” you hug him back.

“Pregnant…” he mutters on bated breath. He rests his head on your shoulder. You relax like the anxiety has been knocked out of you. You notice his tail twitching in restrained excitement.

“You idiot—Why would you need to be scared with me here? You don’t have anything to worry about now.”

You nod in quick, rapid motions. You’re really crying now, you’re so relieved, so grateful, so happy.

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#2.5k.event #levi x reader #levi ackerman drabble #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi fluff #kitty levi

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drabbles-mc · 1 year

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OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGKNG TELL ME IM THE FIRST PERSON TO DROP AN ASK FOR THE FANDOM GAME FOR NARCOS MEXICO, PLS LET IT BE SO bc you stuck to OG narcos for the other ask with the exception of Calderoni which, fair. Like I am a Calderoni apologist through and through but I would also totally throw him off a roof. It’s complicated. But anyway, since you kept it OG specific I feeeeeellll like you must be begging for an Nmx specific ask. Am I wrong??? If not, I am here to deliver this ask.

Kay, my beautiful, wonderful mamadas enthusiast. You're never wrong. And I can never say no to you. 😌

The first character I first fell in love with: Okay so we all know who I ended up having severe brainrot over as the series went on 😂 I am not immune to the meerkat man. HOWEVER!!! I will say that the first character that I started to like right off the rip was Rafa. And also Don Neto, too, but Rafa is way prettier 😂 I just loved his chaotic energy idkidk

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: The way that Victor blew into s3 like a hurricane and immediately threw me for a 180. I feel like at first I was just curious about his character and what the whole deal there was, but by the end of the season I was weeping. The tears I've wept. I love him.

The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Okay so I said my piece about Calderoni in the last Narcos ask. And I don't wanna repeat answers, so I shall reach into my hat and pull out another unpopular opinion. Because there is nothing I love more than swinging bats at hornets' nests lmao. I feel like I should preface this with saying, I do NOT hate him. I don't. I just, I don't really get/feel the hype around Ramon Arellano. Like I can look at him and see that he's pretty, and I enjoy his scenes well enough, but he has not bewitched me. Idk if he ever will lmao

The character I love that everyone else hates: I don't think??? I have one?? I feel like the closest I get to this is being a Walt Girlie but I don't think anyone actually hates him. He is just not the preferred entree on the NMX menu lmao.

The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Okay so coming into the series, I was already rooting for Felix because I am in love with Diego Luna lmao. Unfortunately, however, I realized that no amount of loving Diego Luna was ever going to make me love Miguel. Literallyyyyy who cheats on Maria???? Dumbass. 😂

The character I would totally smooch: God. Most of the cast??? What do you want from me?? 😂 Nah but fr I think Mayo could fix me. I'd let him try, at least. 😌

The character I’d want to be like: Solid tie between Dina and Andrea. I love them both. I can't choose one.

The character I’d slap: A long fucking list if ever there was one, Kay. 😂 Am I allowed to put Calderoni here? In a different category?? Is that allowed? 😂 Fuck it we ball.

A pairing that I love: Miguel and jail. 😌 Sksksk no but for an actual pairing, there is just something that I really love about the whole Claudio/Dina dynamic that I just love, for as short-lived and tragic as it was. I love them. I want someone else to write fic about them so I can read it sksksk

A pairing that I despise: Ooooo this is interesting. I'm not...I'm not sure if there is one? I mean obviously allowing Miguel to be near any woman is criminal. Maria deserved so much better and so did his second wife that I don't remember the name of even though we literally just watched the fucking episodes 😂 But that has to do more with Miguel than the actual pairing hahaha. I don't think I have a pairing that I hate off the principle of it. Maybe I need to be more of a hater or something sksksk

Thank you for this!! tqm 💕

Send me a fandom!

#ask #asks #hausofmamadas

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golbrocklovely · 11 months

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since i have nothing else to post right now…

here’s the last of colby’s tweets from 2020.

i don’t have proof that these are his tweets, but believe me, they are his.

if it’s bold and italicized, it’s someone’s tweet to him.

if it’s in (), that’s just me commenting lol

added bonus: if they have a * next to them, that means it’s been deleted

~~~~~~~~~~

Oct. 1 - love doing things for myself

Oct. 4 - i’m in so much pain. sos

fan: u ok?

poison oak. everywhere …. everywhere.

Oct. 5 - i like the simple things

Oct. 7 - less is more

Oct. 10 - i wanna make you happy

how am i so busy during the day but still manage to find 2 hours to mindlessly scroll through tik tok? i can’t be the only one

Oct. 14 - i care too much

Oct. 15 - somehow it wasn’t enough

Oct. 18 - fan: I CANT BE THE ONLY ONE WHO ALWAYS WONDERED WHAT COLBY SMELLED LIKE..I WANA KNOW WHAT COLOGNE HE WEARS

mayonnaise

(i hate this man so much lmao)

Oct. 19 - Justin Bieber’s new song made me tear up, that dudes been through so much. no one could even imagine what that’s like.. achieving everything and being in the biggest spotlight at such a young age.

Oct. 20 - @/samgolbach: less than 6 months ago i broke my back. and i decided to take that as a challenge to get healthy again. and today i ran the fastest mile i’ve ever run. so yes, i might be an idiot but i’m a determined idiot 🤘🏼🏃🏼

🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼 that’s an insane accomplishment ! i remember when it was a struggle to stand up out of bed

new day, same cycle

Oct. 21 - my mom is texting me all the young pictures of me and it’s bringing me memories i didn’t know i had

Oct. 25 - panic attacks late at night are the worst

Nov. 1 - @/colbybrockscar: reminder that it’s no nut November!!! @/ColbyBrock doesn’t even have to try. He’s got this shit in the bag. It probs comes out like baby powder if he tries

did my car just roast me ?

Nov. 4 - this is scary

cuties! all 3 of you! (reply to fan in merch with friend and cat)

Nov. 6 - @/GracynCarr: I can’t believe the audacity of a high school tweet to pop up on my timeline lmao.. miss u tho @/ColbyBrock :)

hope you're well xx

Nov. 8 - so much talent thank youu love (reply to fan's art)

fan: Um. So I tweeted this to you before but alot has also changed since then sooo wanted to say thank you 🖤 🖤 @/ColbyBrock

proud of you, and good luck with your dreams darlin 🖤 you can accomplish anything with the right mindset and hard work. i believe in ya

time flies, and i’m so scared of losing my youth. it’s inevitable i know, but damn makes you wanna cherish every moment you got

Nov. 11 - i hate when nothing is wrong but nothing feels right

Nov. 12 - the person who makes you forget about the rest of the world

Nov. 13 - today marks 6 years since we posted our first YT video on the MAIN S&C account .. 🖤 what a wild ride

Nov. 14 - promise you i’m a good waste of time

Nov. 15 - @/katstuartmusic: “sunday is my funday” - colby brock 2020

🥂💁🏻‍♂️💁🏻‍♂️

fan: Colby u get drunk off of one white claw

fight me

other fan: my money is on mags

round house kicks to the face don’t feel too good

(is it bad that i like when colby gets weirdly violent with us sksksks)

Nov. 16 - the Why Dont We dudes are some of the nicest people in LA

*Nov. 17 - @/gabytriana: It’s out! Sam and Colby were so much fun to work with, and despite what Colby said, I did not hate him when we first met! 😆 Both he and Sam are super kind, smart, generous entertainers who know how to tell a good story! I love them both!! Happy Book Birthday, @/samandcolby

hahaha thank youu so much for all the hard work ! so excited it’s finally here

(interestingly enough, colby didn't delete his tweet… gaby did)

Nov. 19 - went to a Pyschic Reader tonight. my mind is blown. im not a skeptic anymore, video coming tomorrow

fan: Get ready for religious people to freak out

the psychic i talked to was religious, i’m not sure how but i think the two concepts can exist at the same time

Nov. 21 - hard to trust

fan: @/ColbyBrock hey, i love u lots

love you 🖤

Nov. 23 - fan: imagine if @/ColbyBrock responded to this

could you imagine

Nov. 24 - fan: lmao okay so my friend put this together when I FINALLY received Colby's reaper merch yesterday and I had to laugh, I am actually stupid. But I thought it was a lil funny so y'all can see it too then xx

hahahha love it. thank you. you’re not a sack of potatoes in my eyes

Nov. 27 - happy b day @/SamGolbach you know this and imma save the sappy shit for your big 25th bday but i wouldn’t be here without you. you’re the most intelligent, deep thinking dude i’ve ever met and i feel pretty damn lucky to be able to call you a business partner AND best friend

Nov. 28 - take it easy

Nov. 30 - should i hop back on tik tok?

Dec. 2 - @/aaron_doh: At least I got a photo shoot out of it 😄

whaaat. dude i wish you a speedy recovery

Dec. 3 - it’s hard to move on

Dec. 5 - a nice escape is all i need

welp. i guess i’m a lightweight

Dec. 9 - miss you

Dec. 14 - all the baggage that comes with me

Dec. 15 - been workin hard for you , announcement tomorrow

fan: omg are you pregaganant

how'd you know

@/samandcolby: announcement tomorrow… 2021 will be the best year of our lives (and probably most difficult)

fan: are we getting married?? is that why?

yes

i hate how having anxiety makes me nauseous. it’s the worst feeling

Dec. 16 - it’s all about living in the moment and making every. second. count.

fan: yeah @/ColbyBrock how much are you charging for tattoos…

free for you

Dec. 18 - big tool pic but i’ve been workin hard

@/mannymua733: we absolutely do not mind

hahahaha

(god damn… this pic is still so good lol)

also cold weather always makes me want a special someone to spend time with. cuddle buddy is neeeeeded

fan: okay but can we just take a second to appreciate how hard colby’s been working in the gym because dayum

thank you sweeeetheart

fan: HELP COLBY IS TRENDING

yoo i love you guys 🥺

Dec. 20 - got tatted last night and i barely remember

how i feel this morning (pic of him floating)

fan: you’ve seen elf on the shelf… but have you seen cole in a hole? (@/ColbyBrock)

i’m mad i laughed at this

Dec. 23 - why’d ya have to change on me

so bittersweet saying goodbye to my childhood home of 18 years… i’ll only be back to kansas to visit and sleep in hotels from now on. strange feeling, but so happy for my mom and dad for taking a chance and moving

it’s like i don’t have a real “home” anymore. since i move so much anyways it’s hard to find a spot to actually call home

fan: i just want to say that colby has helped me through so much this year. i had a tough year as many others did but you’ve seriously have helped me through so much. i love you so so much @/ColbyBrock

awh that’s why i make videos in the first place. for people like you

Dec. 24 - addicted to you

my mom and i are the weirdest duo on the planet when we’re together i swear

fan: Make a video with her for Christmas

my whole family despises being on camera 💔

Dec. 25 - fan: momma brock is the sweetest ever

she’s my favorite woman in the world

Merry Christmas friends ! 🖤

i wish i could have face tats for like one week but it doesn’t really work like that huh

Dec. 26 - everyone’s battling their own demons

Dec. 28 - fan: Colby drinking wine but he's such a lightweight that he's probably drunk, lmao @/ColbyBrock

🤫🤫🤫

fan: the vibes are fucking ethereal i’m guessing @/ColbyBrock

you got it

#colby brock #cb tweets #personal #text

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sri-rachaa · 1 year

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here with some oc asks!!!

if you already answered this somewhere, I apologize sksksk my memory is failing me

but, how did ah'den meet rennie and kaz? im gussing rennie and Paz knew each other before with them both being reapers, but how did the trio become a triooo 👀

TY RAEE (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

hehehehe THANK YOU HALA >:33 <33333

This is probably gonna be a long one, and a very lore heavy one. The backstory of Kaz / Ah'den and Kaz / Rennie in 1000 words.

(Apologies for not making it Rennie / Ah'den, alas Kaz/Rennie meeting plays a much larger part in the story ;u;)!

Ah'den meets Kaz first. 1944.

When a reaper is turned, one of three things can happen.

1. Their body immediately rejects their core, killing them within the first week.

2. Their body recognizes the fact that the core could potentially be dangerous if immediately acted upon, so it forces it to lie dormant for about a decade to only contribute to maintaining the body until its properly settled in and theres no possibility of the core overtaking the body.

3. The core does not lie dormant, overtakes the body and causes the reaper to go grim.

Kaz was the third case.

Only about a week or so of being turned, Cassius went grim; Grim being the state a reaper goes into when the core completely takes over their body and conscious, driving the reaper to do nothing but continuously kill to feed itself. Typically, when reapers go grim, their are immediately hunted down and killed- as every past case of reverting a reaper back to their humane form has ended in failure.

Although, when accruing who was going to uptake the mission, Ah'den actually intervened and proposed a plan for his own experiment:

Let him try to revert the reaper back to their original state. If it comes to it, and it fails, he'll take the responsibility of killing him himself.

And, well, His plan was approved. Ah'den hunted Kaz down, and after a bit of a fight and a goose chase was able to finally corner him in the proper place.

[Now, for the nitty gritty part of how he did it: Ah'den reverted to his own natural form, back into his plasma-like seraphic form, and quite literally reached into Cassius and tore his core out completely. He allowed a couple of minutes to pass for his body to reset, though not too much time for the left-over magic keeping his body alive to run out- then successfully put his core back into him.]

And, just like that, Ah’den successfully pulled off the impossible, and Cassius was back into his own mind.

The years following were rough for Kaz, as he remembered all the horrendous things he did as a reaper. Ah’den felt partly responsible for the fact Kaz has to experience such a load of guilt and thus decided to stay with him for a couple short years. To not get way too far into detail: What wasn’t exactly planned, though, was how close these two were going to grow in those short few years- and eventually those years grew way more than a few.

Kaz meets Rennie first. 2020.

Rennie becomes a reaper, and makes it past case 1 as mentioned above.

The first people to catch wind of a new reaper was an empowered government head and his office, him being a dream walker named Andrew Doxon. At the time, Kaz was currently working a mission alongside Han Sunja out in Europe- although by contract the government was required to notify Cassius immediately if any Reaper is found.

Andrew didn’t do that. Well, he made it seem like he did. Him and his office forged a rejection letter from Cassius, making it seem as though Kaz himself was notified and rejected taking Rennie under his wing in contrast to his contract. Instead, Andrew and his office blocked all communication from a new reaper being found from outside their immediate organization.

Why though?

Reapers are insane war machines. If you have a reaper on your side, you basically have the power at your fingertips. Except, other governments also had reapers as well, they needed something more than the typically reaper.

So they had a theory. Force a reaper to go grim, tame it, and use its power.

They kept their plans and plots secret from all other corners of the organization outside of Andrew’s immediate office, making it seem as if Renha at the time was being pushed through typical newborn reaper conditioning and training.

Rennie was the second case as I mentioned, where the core had laid dormant for protective measures. So, by constant rough and abusive training and provoking it, Andrew’s inevitable end game was to break that protective measure and through Rennie into the Grim stage.

Going through months of abusive “training”, Rennie started to notice very much something was wrong- so she had gone to the director of Seraphic and Reaper Operations, who she had become familiar with at this point, Genevieve La Fouriniere. She practically broke down in front of Genevieve, even admitting the things she wasn’t permitted to share- one of which being the Rejection Letter written and signed by Cassius Cage.

Genevieve knew Cassius. Since the day he was set under her watch after being reverted back by Ah’den in the 1940’s.

She knew him well. And she also knew there’s no way in hell he wrote that.

So. She whistle blew.

One letter, and one undercover plane ride across the Atlantic, her plan began to unfold.

So, That next week, when coming home, Rennie walked into her apartments kitchen- finding Cassius Cage leaning against her counter waiting for her.

And that’s where they met.

Again, to explain the aftermath of this would take another 1,000-2,000 words so ill withhold for today, but hopefully soon I’ll be able to elaborate further! :3

#raes ocverse #hala !!! <33333 #apologies for shitty grammer i did not proof read this ;u;

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who-is-shades · 7 months

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raz dnd 15

before we even started we argued if spaghetti are a dish or the noodle. send ask to chara and frisk blog please xD

last time, wheatley shared feelings and senna didnt handle it well!

android 'well that went well' thanks buddy. wheatley is making pathetic noises behind a tree hes so upset. 'you'll just make fun of me!' 'your not wrong, but tell me anyway.' 'i told them how i feel please dont make fun of me right now do that later.'

zen sighs and goes after senna. parsley and teya are still blue screening lol. he barely finds her curled under a tree, head in lap. he tries to get her attention. 'you good dog?' she muffled tells him to leave her alone.

zen sits by her patiently. sennas crying slowly dies down, lots of sniffling. she rubs her eyes and apologizes for running off. he says its fine and it was a lot from wheatley.

meanwhile parsley goes to talk to wheatley. 'you alright?' 'i feel better now that-' he points to android lol. parsley squints at android 'you feel better because android talked to you?' wheatley nods lol. parsley keeps squinting at him. 'do we mean the same person?' 'i want to be friends with all of you. as im sure you can tell.' but he retracts in on himself. he apologizes for violating their boundaries since people dont get so attached so fast. parsley feels awkward. 'its fine?' hes so awkward lol. parsley says nice talking to ya and he walks away lol. SP is so sad 'family broke?'

back to zen and senna! zen says 'it mustve been a lot knowing how much you mean to wheatley. i know you didnt react very well to it but i want your thoughts on it.' senna sighs. 'its not natural, not to organics. i know he wasnt lying, and that scares me the most.' 'it scares you how much he cares about you. do you feel you dont deserve it?'

senna looks at zen surprised, then looks down ashamed. 'i dont think wheatley fully understands whats happening here.' 'you can try, hes very willing to listen.' senna buries her face in her hands. 'i feel like were taking advantage of his...naivetity. he might feel compelled to be our 'friends' because of his loneliness.' 'that invalidates how he feels. he sees you as friends, being alone doesnt make his feelings anymore valid than someone you've known for longer. perhaps in time we will see how he feels later with compansionship once hes in the network. for now, dont disregard it so quickly. give him the chance, if for his sake not yours.'

senna sighs and stands up 'i know, its not fair to him.' 'what will you do now?' 'i must speak to him. its important to speak to him about. hes worth speaking to.' 'hopefully we can be friends as well!' senna snorts at this, cheering up a little.

meanwhile, wheatley and SP are pacing lol. zen and senna run into teya! she came looking for senna awww. he says teya is a good friend. senna looks so guilty and looks down she feels so bad sksksk. teya walks back with us. they get back to the path pog. parsley is patting SP on the head nice.

android asks senns if shes done with her little fit. teya sends a message to senna but she doesnt respond. wheatley hits android telling him not to be mean to senna. wheatley looks at senna but then looks away. 'h-hello, are you feeling better?' senna chews on her lip, thinking. wheatley steps back. senna takes a deep breath and steps forward. 'you and i need to talk.' she motions for him to follow and they step from the group a little.

wheatley looks so scared. 'im not angry and it was very sweet of you to share your feelings with us.' wheatley nods. 'i dont think you love me, not truly. love for me takes time, patience, work.' wheatley is stimming oh no. senna begins pacing. 'i am uncomfortable with how you feel. we havent known each other very long.' wheatley shrinks a little so senna walks forward and softens her tone. 'i do wanna be your friend, i promise. i wanna work on that with you.' senna opens for a hug and he does. 'if your ever unsure where our friendship is, im willing to connect to the network and you can feel my true feelings.' wheatley says she doesnt have to reciprotrate but she says she wants too one day.

SP trungles over and hugs senna's leg. senna smiles softly and pats them on the head. wheatley picks up SP and they go rejoin the group. (wheatley is taking the worse mental options about this oh no)

something glowing blue is coming toward us from the forest! battle positions! its spingledorf! or something that looks like him? see-through and glowing blue? he looks exhausted and asks for our assistance. senna pokes him but it goes through him. a projection! he says hes stuck oh no. he goes from super old to super young then back to normal. 'that artifact i went looking for? doesnt like me very much.' android groans and doesnt want us helping him cause crazy shit happens. lead the way spingledorf!

in a clearing is an old ruined temple. big square pyramid temple with an hourglass on top. 'i disabled the traps dont worry.' in the opening theres a bunch of broken traps lol. goddamn indianna jones. parsley teases wheatley with a dead snake. then he throws one at teya.

we get to the central chamber. a giant hourglass surrounded by giant stone rings. spingledorfs body floating next to it, glowing blue. a stasis? before spingledorf can say anything, parsley walks up and tries to smash it. it glows brightly and parsley starts floating. dumbass. spingledorf needs us to get near it as well. teya's like okie dokie. parsley is still conscious lol. teya starts glowing and floating.

zen shrugs, grabs android, and drags him into it! wheatley noticably steps back, hesistant. spingledorf assures him its safe, depending on where we end up. senna and wheatley hop in. the artifact emits an expanding field and the world changes around us. we drop to the ground.

its a burning town! people impaled on spikes! the symbol from the fish villiage! senna is gritting her teeth hard unhappily. then the world warps. its another burning place! someplace teya recognizes! firbolgs running! then scene change! suddenly in a nice wheat field. a bunch of old rusted constructs. wheatley makes a loud noise and runs forward a little. 'this is where i woke up!'

spingledorf is out of statis too hes just exhausted but normal. 'the artifact is currently looking through our personal historys for somewhere to hide. it had trouble with me since im not from here.' it cuts out of the field and now its a magical forest. the feywilds. a castle. parsley goes 'ah shit.' we see parsleys mother come out! before parsley can act the world changes again. it shines bright enough to blind us then disappears.

were in a BIG kingdom. wheatley is established to some sort of connection? just people talking not like the network. wheatley is making concerned noises. 'um hello, who is this?' someones talking to him! the city is pretty advanced. sci-fi meets medieval. bunch of constructs that look like wheatley! wheatley grabs the nearest person and just starts dragging them out of the street. its parsley. 'i dont think you should use my name here' oh no wheatley. 'follow me.'

spingledorf says this isnt wheatleys history, this is someone elses, cause he wouldnt be here if it was. time for a head count! android is gone oh no this is his history. spingledorf says nothing we do here will affect the future its in a seperate bubble. but the person whos missing will be doing their normal role as they were here and they probably wont remember. we gotta find the artifact. android wont know or remember us. wheatley says hes probably beyond our reach, cause he wasnt made here.

we hear a voice 'who are you?' oh fuck baby android. hes wearing robes. 'are you new to the city?' teya used hidden step to hide lol. senna stammers for a moment then says 'y-yes i am.' 'welcome to the holy city of the god of constructs!' senna is bewildered and shakes his hand. parsley also greets android and tries to get his name. android still knows fey trickery lol and says no. but he does tell us his name anyway. Gen. Short for Genesis.

senna side eyes zen who just shrugs. he wasnt here for this. he looks at the both of us and is surprised to see zen. 'ah another one to add to the family!' oh no! BIG HUG AAAA!!! 'theres only a handful of us right now but its good to have another to the family. and your so advanced!' zen is so awkward. gen likes the additional arms lol. senna and wheatley are blue screening lol. teya pops out, hiding behind senna a little lol. 'oh i didnt notice you! pleased to meet all of you! what are your names?' senna introduces herself and teya. wheatley manages to say his name is wheatley and says he chose the name himself.

android gives wheatley a questioning look and asks his designation. oh no. wheatley stutters he had a malfunction and cant remember anything. 'you should seek out repairs immediately, why are you out here?' 'i am a support unit, to aid my unit mates by casting spells to help their offensive abilities.' 'ah your one of THOSE units arent you?' he says he knows they need these units thanks to THEM but he doesnt like it. 'i am right here sir.' 'dont call me sir im not one of your commanders.' android says to take wheatley for repairs and to give us the tour.

SP rolls up and hugs androids leg. 'its been too long since ive had repairs.' The City Of Novis. spingledorf whispers to us that we can still die here, so behave. wheatley gives parsley a stern glare. android also tells us to behave or else security will interfere. senna asks him to tell her the history of the city.

he doesnt know much before his god took it, but it is very advanced and technological. god took a liking to the people here and decided to guide them and teach them. they made robots like wheatley, not android. theres a great church where the organics worship the god. its nice for him to watch their achievements. he was ecastatic to see them make robots. he doesnt consider them alive though. wheatley angrily shouts that hes RIGHT here. parsley comments hes an asshole.

he says they only mimic. wheatley is vibrating in rage. senna stands defensively in front of wheatley. teya switches subjects and says god must be happy to have made android. senna grabs wheatleys hand. 'so what is your god like?' android of course starts gushing. wheatley speaks up he wants to get repaired soon. we see robots like wheatley just doing various jobs. and some humans!

as we pass we hear conversations. a construct is badly damaged and is being going to be fucking scrapped. 'understood i will shut down immediately.' wheatley has a thousand yard stare. his eye has a new pattern. its fuzzy. teya sends a message to wheatley reminding him this isnt real. senna has a super fake smile plastered on. 'does it matter?' says wheatley.

android points out a big bulky robot like wheatley saying its an enforcer. 'unregistered personal detected. identify yourselves immediately.' android says they are with him. it stands down and goes back into patrol mode. yep dont cause trouble. spingledorf reminds us its not an illusion. wheatley is still watching the enforcer.

we get to a massive building. he wants to just leave wheatley here. wheatley says he was escorting us and wants to stay with us. android says he should just explain his objective, unit. wheatley says his memory got messed up. 'i cant believe they let a damaged unit escort them, but fine.' bunch of humans repairing robots and stuff.

android approaches and says wheatley needs repairs. he says wheatleys design is unusual. newer. cant believe its already damaged. HE SHUT HIM OFF! senna is gripping the wrists of teya and parsley. he hooks something into wheatleys head. 'wow thats a lot of corrupted memory wtf has it been through.' android shrugs and says it was escorting us. the human asks if we registered yet. android says were with him so its fine.

teya says he came to us this way. 'who was his handler?' hes only been around for 9 days now and id prefer if he wasnt altered too much.' parsley speaks up 'we brought him to be repaired. and its classified information.' senna speaks up and appears elegantly noble. parsley and teya are her underlings and that the info IS classified. accepted good. 'what are these time stamps?' so much is wrong. most is corrupted beyond repair. 'i would prefer you did not. any changes could make him less useful to me.' 'so your his handler?' teya speaks up that shes keeping it on the downlow. 'im surprised the military isnt on the field but whatever.'

he fixed what he could without a reset and offers to fix the eye. senna goes and inspects all the eyes. senna scoffs and says none of them are good enough. one has circuits goddamn. senna looks over at zen but he shrugs but a small thumbs up. we take the circuit eye. all done! he offers to clean it but senna says itll get dirty again anyway.

turned on! now we go on our way. teya tries to ask about artifacts but parsley elbows her in the ribs. too hard. teya gets shoved way back but senna catches her. the guy says parsley is really strong. 'handlers will you please act more professional.' wheatley is so done with us. senna gives parsley a death stare 'i will see you in my office later.'

he notices SP. parsley says its a classified experiment. wheatley says its a prototype and picks up SP. senna says he cant look at it as its not for public use. parsley tries to get the guys name goddammit. android steps in 'stop causing trouble.' senna messages wheatley what happaned.

as we walk we see cafe's and stuff. android asks why we lied, why are we here. wheatley says he didnt wanna be reset. teya says he shouldnt have to know. android says if were here to harm his god itll be a problem. wheatley pulls out his token and shows it to android. he knows his god touched it somehow but isnt sure what it is. wheatley says god gave them to us. parsley says were on a mission from god but were not supposed to talk about it. teya says were not here for a fight, we just wanna go home.

he tosses the token back to wheatley and just looks pissed. he says he would know about it. now hes circling us. parsley says we have to finish our mission first and its top secret. wheatley asks android to connect him in. oh god. but theres no connection here. welp were fucked. he pulls out a device to speak to his god. wheatley clicks his own token. it makes a ping and a projection. its a man in a lab coat. oh god robot god it works here wtf.

'who is this how did you get this connection, this isnt registered.' 'will you allow us to explain?' android is baffled. 'ill give you a chance to explain.' teya says he will know us just not yet. yep from the future, on a mission from him. wheatley keeps speaking. us champions. to fight a threat. controlling robots. he stops him. 'wait, zorbolt? your accusing the king of these crimes?' king?! wheatley says he has no memory of a king. WHEATLEY DISAPPEARS!

hes standing before robot god! parsley presses his token but no response. teya holds her crystal and faces android.

robot god asks if wheatley is speaking the truth. yep. wheatley says he doesnt remember this place at all and we got sent here by an artifact and we have to find it so we can go back home. if we dont go back then zorbolt will win and hes turning robots against him. he grabs wheatleys hand. way more intense energy. the will of god as he looks through his being. he finally lets go 'so what you say is true.' he hasnt seen the artifact but will have gen help us. wheatley thanks him and he gets a fond look awwwww. HE HUGS WHEATLEY AWWWW. and asks him to forgive android.

wheatley is back yay! senna asks if hes ok and he says he feels a little better. he turns to android and says 'well?' androids device ping and god tells him to help us. hes told its complicated and to just help for now. wheatley tells android he can believe what he wants, just dont say it to his face.

android says were gonna ask the king for help. spingledorf says it has a giant hourglass and a bunch of disks. he also says he wanted the device to help teya. and to help stabilize that rift. going back there made him realize how much he missed them awww. he will reward us for the trouble when were done.

were heading toward a big castle. a big ass antenna. android gets pinged by another robot. it says the king ordered an assault on another kingdom! the army was defensive only! against the noble ember?! we head toward the castle.

parsley turns to senna and squints at her but shes right behind android. teya and zen try to make wheatley go forward. hes freaking out. 'you cant stop this it already happaned.' he says he needs to stop her? zen tells him whoever it was they died long ago. he looks off into the distance and starts walking.

we barge into the throne room. the king looks like cave johnson lol. android yells at zorbolt. teya whispers to parsley if killing him now counts. 'oh you mean zorbolt not android.' guys please.

zorbolt is caught offguard a moment and says he has to expand his kingdom if he wants to combat the noble ember. android says the robots were for defending novis only. 'why shouldnt i dammit?! we need to take the fight to them!' 'you wont be using the constructs god showed you how to make to kill innocents!' 'the winners decide who the innocents are.'

android is pinged again. its god and hes pissed. parsley: is that god? holy shit. god yells at zorbolt. he yells back. 'im done working under you! im the damn king and we dont need you anymore! our robots are better!' parsley thinks their exes. his strange crown pulses and he commands his royal units to seize us!

android immediately manages to kill a bunch of them?! he points a sword at the king. 'how dare you defy our god?!' roll initiative!

teya sets a robot on fire. the king says their fire resistant and he calls us idiots. senna witchbolts the same robot. no effect? darn immune to lightning too. he pulls out the fucking artifact goddammit. spingledorf says he can totally use it but parsley makes him shut up. zen punches the same robot. we made raz lower the ac cause he didnt fucking see it before jesus. only one hits. parsley enters a rage and uses wild magic! whenever something hits him they take psychic damage, then he chucks a javelin into its head. missed. then sword.

the king keeps trying to make the artifact work. a blue beam goes out and hits teya and she looks smaller and alive. oh god is she a kid?! senna gets shocking bolted dammit. but they miss lol. teya is under attack! frick. wheatley casts sanctuary on teya. teya is back under attack dammit. missed tho! the king orders whoever built the robots to miss to be executed. he also asks why wheatley and SP are defective. wheatley yells he will never be one of his again. the crown pulses again dammit. wheatley resists whatever the crown was trying to do to him. 'fuck you!' yeah get his ass wheatley! spingledorf splashes acid on a robot pog.

teya does big psychic damage nice then she turns invisible. senna uses frost but its resistance. zen hits once and gives them some dents. the king crowns again dammit. wheatley resists again fuck yeah. he fiddles the artifact again and hits senna but she looks the same. elves live a long time lol. android yells at the king to cease. the king orders the assault goddamn. parsley reckless attacks cool. hit one.

spingledorf gets multiattacked but he reacts and uses multishield. android charges the king and shoots the crown! all the constructs in the castle seem to break free. the robot android is stabbing is afraid and says it doesnt wanna die. the robots we were fighting stop and drop. 'its going...dark.' android is in disbelief. senna is covering her mouth shes so sad. his regret. android is freaking out. the crown kept them alive. now android is fucking enraged. no wonder he hates organics. 'why give them feelings only to supress them?!' he wanted them to think but not freely. 'you damn organics.' oh no its starting.

wheatley picks up one of the robots greatswords and starts screaming and charges at the king! the artifact blasts at wheatley but parsley flies in to block it! failed! wheatley is rusting away FUCK. he keeps moving forward. 'this is for chell!' bits are falling off as he keeps trying to get at him. android cuts the kings hand off, refusing to let him kill another robot. a giant hand comes from the sky and all the constructs stop moving.

wheatley....also shuts off. if we get the artifact, it will be undone. but...the king vows revenge. he pushes a button and disappears. theres a big boom. theres a big army with the noble ember symbol. their assaulting the city. people screaming in the streets.

spingledorf grabs the artifact. wheatley is back to normal but hes still off. senna scoops him up, horrified. were back to the temple. android is there shocked. wheatley finally comes online. wheatley asks if we killed him, even if it didnt matter. senna lies and says yes. android is having a moment and grabs wheatley and asks if hes ok. wheatley tackles him in a hug and sobs. android apologizes to him for the words he said. then he realizes where and when he is and cuts all of that off.

senna kneels down by wheatley, unsure how to help. wheatley suddenly clicks his token. he lost connection with android and zen. wheatley is just sobbing and tries to explain, to ask about his friend. 'slow down wheatley.' zen walks over and brings wheatley into the network. god is very confused and ashamed.

'so you saw.' wheatley finally breaks down. his handler. his friends. all gone. god says he had to or more would have died. hes also frustrated that zorbolt somehow survived. the place were going is the old ruins of that kingdom. 'i hate that place.' wheatley says he will kill him with his own bare hands, then hes coming home.

god apologizes for lying to us. senna barely restrains her sobs and shakes her head. teya nods in understanding. he asks if we will continue the quest. parsley says someone needs to kill the bastard, might as well be us. teya says consider him dead. senna gives a hearthy thump on the front of her armor. 'take care of him' wheatley and gen. wheatley asks android if he wants him to forget his name. he doesnt wanna be called by that old name anymore. 'were all dead anyway.' yowch. zen goes to comfort android. he tells him to forgive himself. he asks us to be kind to him. then hes gone.

parsley says he will go set up camp and walks out, kinda awkward. spingledorf puts the artifact away and says they can use his magic mansion if needed. wheatley is hesistant. turned down now hes sad. wheatley totally distrusts him sad! he leaves in the doors. teya goes to fuck off in the woods. senna says a prayer for the long departed.

elder your time is come now I am filled with sorrow weary eyes need resting heart has become grey and slow in waking sleep is freedom

we sing, rejoice we tell the tales we laugh and cry we love one more day

#senna #dnd #dnd adventures

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thetoaddaddy · 10 months

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Hey! BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out. 💕 (I love our plotting and our hilarious and interesting ideas that we have in store with our muses. No matter what Kabuto throws at Jiraiya, I just love how your Jiraiya just casually shrugs it off with a charming smile. You're a fun roleplayer that everyone needs to get to know. :D)

Sksksks ur so nice thank you!!

(im fairly certain Jiraiya takes his smug bitch pills before interacting with kabuto and i love that for them)

#toad daddy asks #🌺 ooc #thatsneakymedic

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z-iridest · 2 years

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thank you for the headcanons lovely! i very much enjoyed them <3 i NEED more details on the whole rivals to friends to lovers thing with Duke 👁👁 (bonus points if the reader is confident, witty, and has that “im attractive and i know it” attitude like he does… just not in a cocky asshole way like him 💀)

(You have officially exposed yourself, Riri! Lmao girl I see your emojis! Not a bad idea though, it's gonna be interesting)

Dating Duke Devlin- Confident, Witty, GN version:

Listen, this boy's hot and he knows it, darling. He revels in the attention he gets.

So, imagine his surprise when the most attractive student at his new school flat out rejects his ass.

You were attractive and you knew it, but you lived by one mantra, "I know my value. Anyone else's opinion doesn't matter."

You caught Yugi and the gang's attention on your first day, and became friends with them after a couple friendly duels (Female reader: Téa was just relieved to have another girl in the group)

Pretty much every student but your friend group was trying to get with you, love notes, confessions, the whole shebang. So, it didn't surprise you when the new kid strutted over to you to ask you out.

"Hey, beautiful, wanna feel my shirt? It's made out of boyfriend material." Cue the flirty wink... He waited with this cocky little smirk. This mf thinks he's soooo suave. Lucky for you, you had a comeback.

"Funny, it feels like it's clingy and hard to maintain."

Tristan and Joey both lost it, howling in laughter. You smirked, watching as Duke struggled to make a comeback. It was fun making pretty boys like him squirm, and it helped that it was making your friends laugh.

"Damn, baby, is it hot in here or is it just you?"

"Actually, I think it's you." You leaned in close, letting him think he'd won for a split second. Just as he leaned in to kiss you, you pressed a finger to his lips. "Because you just crashed and burned."

Yugi snorted, breaking his composure. Three down, one to go. Duke blinked before shaking it off. One more should get you...

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

"Nope... But it did hurt crawling up from hell."

Aaaand Téa lost it. Mission on entertaining your friends while turning down a cocky guy like Duke? Accomplished. You left with your friends howling with laughter, walking away with your head held high as Duke stared after you, dumbfounded.

Buuuut, he only took your rejections as a challenge.

For the next several months, you built up a rivalry with Duke, the whole thing kicking off when Duke put Joey in that dog costume and made him act like a dog. You were disgusted, and you actually went to charge him, but Tristan grabbed you and held you back.

You were more than a little happy when Yugi beat Duke, the whole thing being televised and showing Duke for the jerkwad he was acting like.

The months that followed were witty banter, flirting on Duke's part, comebacks on yours

In fact, you guys went back and forth so much, the gang started calling you guys and old married couple

They were mostly just teasing you, but sksksk

But, over the whole rivalry, Duke got to see what you were like.

He fell for you initially for your looks, but man, were you goregous inside too....

You were nothing like the fangirls that went everywhere with him before he met you. You were confident, you were sassy (even with Kaiba, and he thought that was just freaking hilarious seeing that 6 foot tall giraffe boy gets roasted by someone shorter/taller than him)

Duke grew to love everything about you, and after a couple years, the two of you became good friends

As much of a flirt as he was, when someone else did it to you and got aggressive with it, here comes Duke, swooping in pretending to be your boyfriend and scare the creep senseless so they'd back off.

He was there for you through everything: Cheering you on during your ups, comforting you with your downs, even making you laugh so hard some days, whatever you were drinking would come out your nose while he frantically asked if you were okay

But, about 3 years into this whole dynamic, you realized you were falling for Duke during a talk with Téa

She teased you for a solid minute before telling you to tell Duke how you felt, to trust your heart

And, risking looking like a total simp, that's exactly what you did.

"You already know how I feel about you, Y/N, that's not gonna change. More importantly, I want you to be comfortable around me, okay? You call the shots, as long as you want me, I'm staying right here."

Once the two of you started dating, you bet your ass all the fangirls got jealous, but when Duke lays down the law, he lays down the law. None of them would do anything to hurt you, and after a couple months of watching Duke with you, they actually liked the two of you being together.

I'm a firm believer of Duke using the nicknames "Doll", "Cher" or "Shortcake" (the last one if you're shorter than him)

Duke might be flirty, but he's also a gentleman with you

Holding doors, kisses to the back of the hand, the whole deal

Hey, only the best for you

Date nights usually consist of nights on the town or just chilling at his shop playing Dungeon Dice Monsters

By the time graduation rolls around, you and Duke are still together and going strong

After all, Duke Devlin is a man of his word

#yu gi oh dating #dating Duke Devlin #Duke Devlin x GN reader #Flirts and Witty Comebacks #totally didn't look up pickup lines and witty comebacks for this

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msookyspooky · 2 years

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Im watching The Lost Boys for the first time !! I wanna watch more horror movies, i only started watching the ones not for kids like last year sksksk so i have some catching up to do

And i think theres no one better to ask for recs than you spooky, so please send me your favorites !

Besides the scream franchise and, as of like yesterday, the first two Halloween movies i actually haven’t seen any big classics

I saw that AND Near Dark fuck yeah good for you!! You're getting a damn good head start lol Thanks for giving me this honor bc adgwadhfa I swear that's so nice of you 🥺🖤 Sadly, I really haven't found too many like Near Dark or Lost Boys. You could consider Fright Night or Vampires or Interview with a Vampire but imo they still don't have the same feel.

I'm elaborating on certain ones bc I think you'll really like them.

Cult Classic's with a decent following here on Tumblr so you can look at Fanart/fanfics afterwards:

- House of Wax (2005)

You'll like this one! Pretty decent sized fanbase here on tumblr, new content all the time even for it being almost 20 years old. Listen if you liked Severen in Near Dark...You'll probably like Bo cause not only do they look like they could be long lost cousins or brothers (I need a crossover that Severen is the Sinclair's like great-great-great Uncle or something and they run into each other while looking for food one night) and the Sinclair's got that thick Louisiana accent that's hot af especially if you thought Severen's Southern accent was hot 😏😤

Simping aside, the story is pretty good. It's a little morbid but in a good way, really great backstory for the villians and you know somethings off with this town right away. It also has Paris Hilton in it and Brian Van Holt plays both Bo and his twin brother Vincent. Oh, and Wade/the protagonist boyfriend is Sam from Supernatural.

- Jennifer's Body (2009)

- Ginger Snap's (2000)

- Texas Chainsaw Massacre

This one is different for everyone bc they made so many...So freaking many and none of them match up together. Not really, lmfao! I like the 2003 remake and 2006 remake prequel the best, then the original from the 70s, then 2 and 3 and 4 I lump together bc they are some campy wild as fuck rides. I laughed through most of them and then was mortified and then laughing again. It's truly peak camp horror. I personally dislike the newest one and the 3D one was *okay* but you can honestly pick and choose to watch any of them and it won't matter bc none of them relate to each other like they should. I would watch the original and the remake and whether you want to watch the remakes prequel in 2006 or number 2 onward etc is up to you!

- Childs Play & Bride of Chucky (1988 and 1998)

- Rob Zombies Halloween Remake

I think you should watch this one if you liked the original Halloween's it's a gritter remake and honestly this Michael scares me even more than the original. He's freaking like 7 feet tall. I have not watched Halloween Kills or any other newer ones with Jamie Lee Curtis and I need to! But I definitely think you should give this one a chance if you liked Halloween. If you ever see RZ Michael Myers on here in prompts or imagines; this is the Michael they're talking about.

- Evil Dead (1981)

*This one is a classic its as campy and gorey as it got for back then but be warned there's a SA scene you can skip where she goes out into the woods. When you see the vines wrap around her...SKIP. The rest is fine.*

- Fear Street (2021)

Honorable mentions that don't really have fandoms but should definitely be watched at least once:

- Pumpkinhead (1988)

It has Jesse from Near Dark/Lance Henrikson as the main character! I grew up with this one and it has that Appalachia horror vibe that's near and dear to my heart. It's about a man getting revenge for his dead son by a witch that lives deep in the mountainside. He pays her debt to summon a hellish demon to take revenge on the young adults that accidentally kill his little boy and leave him to die by the road but then Lance/ The Dad has to try and stop it when it goes too far.

- Tremors (1990)

- Night of the Demons (1988) *Flash Warning*

LMFAO my face when she stuck a lipstick tube through her... 'skin' 😦

I qoute this all the time 👹TeLL mE Im Preettyyy👹 lolol it's fun! Point blank, it is FUN! They were so dumb and decided "Let's open a portal to hell in an abandon funeral home on Halloween" 😃

- I Know What you did Last Summer

This isn't one of my favs bc Julie/the main character gets on my nerves so much. She is so fucking useless most of the movie...BBUUTTTT her friend Helen/Sarah Michelle Giler really makes up for it. It's very similar to Scream that they're being killed off one by one and have to figure out who it is before it's too late but it's not nearly as good as Scream imo. It was kind of a trend after Scream for movies like Valentine, IKWYDLS, Urban Legend etc to try and copy what Scream had and some are good! The Curve is an example! But none of them are Scream to me, not even close but It's worth a watch tho.

- Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Yes, the movie 1992)

- Trick r Treat (2007)

- The Craft (1996)

- Let's Scare Jessica to Death (1971)

- Salems Lot (It's getting a remake this year!!)

- House on Haunted Hill (1999)

- Ghostship (2002)

- The Skeleton Key (2005)

Horror Movies that are my favs that I found scary or creepy or were just that good:

- Pet Semetary (1989)

This is probably my all time favorite horror movie. It is so...Unnerving and eerie and gross without hardly any jump scares and zero cgi for the time. It's all just wonderful acting and special effects makeup and story telling. To this day as an adult, Rachel's sister in the bed makes me uneasy. Anything by Stephen King is usually good but this is by far my all time favorite. Other favorites by him are Carrie, Christine, Sleepwalkers, Firestarter, Children of the Corn, IT, Sometimes They Come Back, and The Shining just to name a few.

- Rosemary's Baby (1968)

- Orphan (2009)

DO NOT LOOK AT REVIEWS. I'D GIVE MY LEFT METAPHORICAL NUT TO REWATCH THIS FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL OVER AGAIN!! Don't ruin it for yourself! Just find it, watch it and enjoy

It's ggoooddd, even tho I've only watched it twice, that was something else.

- The Descent (2005)

I'm claustrophobic and yes whats in the cave is scary but she gets STUCK at one point and I couldn't breathe. I was biting my nails like it's scary but couldn't be me cause I'll never go cave diving ever never ever. The cave itself was scarier than the creature im js.

- The Silence of the Lambs (1991)

- Us (2019)

- Suspiria (2018...I've never seen the original but it's on my list)

- The Others (2001)

- Jeepers Creepers (2001)

THIS ONE. It's probably going to be considered a classic in a few decades. It's this...THING stalking ppl for their body parts. It all could have been avoided if ppl minded there business in this case 🙃 They had the sister being the smart, brave one while the brother was more sensitive which was a nice change of pace for a horror movie

And they are the most realistic sibling duo I've ever seen in a movie too. No overly mushy, 'love you bro/love you sis' vibes. They call each other names but don't hesitate to save each other either while calling each other names. And did I mention the Thing/Creeper is scary af? I live near a cornfield. My parents would point to the sky and be like "OMFG WHAT IS THAT?!" KNOWING this thing terrified me and lil me was screaming and ready to windmill any demon coming from the sky or cornfield after me.

There might be a fandom for this but it's small if there is.

There's so many but I some are good, some are forgettable, some are downright out bad. I just tried to include ones like Scream or Near Dark or that I think you would like! Hope this helps and any followers feel free to drop any recommendations too!! 🖤

#i have ssooo many but these are just off the top of my head and with a quick google search on dates

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sluttywoozi · 2 years

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HIIIII I LOVED BUY A BOYFRIEND ITS SOOOO GOOD and oh my god i got so soft in pt3 for them (++ the countertop sex... SHEEESH) these are my favourite parts:

Your lips stretch in a knowing smile and Vernon can tell you’re perceiving him, perceiving that he’s already in love with you and that he thinks about you always and that he can’t take his eyes off of you, not for anything. Well, maybe you’re not perceiving all of that but you definitely know something. And Vernon can’t find it in himself to care, would let you know anything if you asked.

maam i must let you know that the state of being perceived is so freaking vulnerable to me but THEY ARE SO CUTE I CANTTTTT

He can feel his heart pounding against yours, which is fitting because he’s pretty sure you just bit a chunk of it off and replaced it with part of yours. That’s fine though, Vernon knows both you and him have plenty of heart to spare and it seems like an even trade.

I!!!!! THEM!!!!! HEART...FITTING TGT.... im screaming that is so wholesome and sweet like wow physical AND mental connection??? /dies/

thank you for writing this series!!!!! i loved the "allthoughtsheadfull" in pt1 btw that is a mood i spam my friends with random memes and links all the time sksksks. anyways. *flowers for you* ILY!!!!

Wowowow thank you so much for taking the time to pick out your favorite parts and tell me about them!!!

The countertop sex was unplanned but im sooo glad it went there bc … anyway

i am constantly in a state of allthoughtsheadfull and I think lots of us are so im glad we all get to bond over that 😭😭

ILY THANK YOU FOR COMING TO TALK!!

#✨emily answers✨#reader reactions

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star-mum · 8 months

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Criminal Minds 3x17 - Live Star Reaction

Y’all know what time it is babies <3

HELL YEAH !! I DID NOT ASK TO BE LATINA NOMAS TUVE SUERTE

Someone IS about to die here tho :/

Oh no 🤦🏻‍♀️ KEVIN FUCK OFF

“You mean like a vacation?” Yes cause last time the Team went on vacation everything turned out so well

OKAY i am watching this in the living room sksksk and I dont wanna broadcast that a couple Might Be having full sex on screen so I turned the volume way down BUT the way this actor is pronouncing his S’s (?) makes me think he’s Brazilian

Okay I went way closer to the TV and he’s 100% brazilian, he can’t NOT be (I will check imdb later to confirm it)

OKAY I THOUGHT THAT COUPLE WOULD BE MORE IMPORTANT (like getting murdered/murdering)

FEM UNSUB ! FEM UNSUB ! FEM UNSUB !

Also I love Garcia’s hair so much, the black, blonde and purple/magenta combo is just phenomenal

Morgan just can’t help himself (flirting with the chief detective in the case) KSKSKSK

LEMON TANGO !!!! AAAAAAA HES BACK !!!!!

“You all know each other?” “Professionally” no one said it wasn’t JJ

Are all the victims cheaters? All of them were on a party/cruise/something im not sure completely alone, the last guy was engaged (which i mean this would be the perfect place for bachelor party, not for a solo fiancé to go to) AND if the unsub is a woman, she could’ve been cheated on in the past, specially by a guy who matches the victims descriptions

“You haven’t told them about us?” GAGGED AND GOOPED OMG ALREADY ?????

“Im not good with names” “the skinny kid and Derek” LSKSKSKS ROSSI AND PRENTISS LITERALLY ON THE SAME BRAINWAVE AS ME

A BUSINESS MEETING ???? That’s a cheater, baby

Either he didn’t wear any of the suits she packed for him cause he was killed on the first day OR Cheater Cheater Best Friend Eater babies

“Who takes off their wedding ring to go running?” I KNEW IT !

Doesn’t he have a job? (About Kevin just hanging around Garcia while she works) like doesn’t HIS team have cases to work on?

“Can’t go wrong with a latina in the controls” Detective Lopes that is a Very Sore Subject to me please ;-;

WAIT WAIT WAIT ! OKAY ! IDEA ! So what IF the unsub ISNT a woman (cause they kinda hinted at it too early on, with the chokehold comment) so what if these guys were cheating on their fem partners with Other Guys ?

What’s a Regata?

“Is a Gay Bar, Hotch” IM ON FIRE TODAY ????? HELLO ????

Okay Regatta, my bad (it’s a sporting even with big boats and shit)

I really want one of the guys to have to play bait (gender equality you know) oh shit it’d have to be Will, he’s the only one who REALLY fits the profile

“Im a police officer in New Orleans” ... uhm what ?? Is Will already playing bait ? Why are they only showing him from the back? CHARLIE LUVET ?? BUT ??? Is the unsub taking on the the identity of the ppl he murders (like every new murder he plays a new person)

Oh he is stealing the victims things, he might as well be taking their identities

“You wanna break up?” “Y-...” I *JUST* FOUND OUT YALL WERE TOGETHER, CMON JJ

“Why is that so important to you?” Damn Jennifer

“Cluster B?” THATS THE PSYCHOLOGY BA I WAS WAITING FOR !!

Listen I know it’s a show and it doesn’t matter That much but even for ppl with psychology aligned jobs, Rossi and Hotch are older and this is a show from the early 2000s so it just makes me so happy to see them not only stand against but be genuinely Angry and Repulsed at homophobia (they have every reason not to be, demographic wise you know)

“Steven isn’t missing sir, he’s the offender we’re looking for” OOOHHH ?????

Reids hair is not surviving the heat sksksksk

At least he gets to work on his character/accent work

“You think you could show me a good time?” 🚑🚨🚑🚨🚑🚨

THANK YOU EMILY !!!

LSLSLSS THEY ALL KNEW ! I was sure Em knew and that’s why she was acting like that, but eVERYONE ???? Damn these profilers

HOLD ON ! I FORGOT TO CHECK IMDB

I have never been wrong in my life (and yes I checked to make sure it’s the guy from the cold open)

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letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 2 years

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Hijabi women make my heart go ❤💕💫💞🎉💓💫❤💖🎆🎉💛❤✨🎉

#i hope this doesnt come off as creepy or fetishizing sksksk #i just genuinely think women wearing hijabs are so gorgeous like omg #like when they wear soft pinks and tans and yellow and browns and gold and little pins with charms i just go 💞💞💞💞💞#AND WHEN HIJABI WOMEN COMPLIMENT ME???#MA'AM PLS MY HEART CANT TAKE IT #they say i have pretty eyes and i just wanna hold up a mirror and—#say excuse me but your eyes remind me of deep winding roots of an ancient tree resting deep within a jungle #your eyes remind me of a brown bear strolling through the woods turning and giving me a transcendent look before disappearing behind a tree #your eyes remind me of freshly tilled soil that is moist and rich with nutrients ready to shelter and give live at a moments notice #and you have the audacity to say you wish you had blue eyes #im getting off thank sksksks #anyway hijabi women have my whole heart and i would easily take a bullet for them 💕#ignore me im in a uwu mood skskksks

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peterthepark · 2 years

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reign’s 5k celebration!

first off, i never imagined hitting 5k on this brainrot app. what started off as a steve harrington writing blog soon became the home of other emotional dumbasses, and words cannot thank you enough for the support and love i have gotten for all characters i’ve written for :) this community is wonderful and i wouldn’t exactly be the writer i am today without the people who have inspired me! down below is a list of authors and works that i adore, likely will add to it as days go by, but for now, thank you! happy reading!!!

— love, reign

warnings should be in author tags for most fics linked :)

➟ peter parker x reader

glad you’re home - by @withahappyrefrain (one of the first fics i read of hers, instantly fell in love with the dynamics of all the characters)

band-aids on broken hearts - by @spidervee (quite possibly the first tasm!peter fic i read on this site, fell in love and got inspired!)

a fatal shark’s mirage - by @aniqua (just utterly in love with the writing style & series storyline, such quality work!)

predictive text - by @rae-gar-targaryen (i can only dream of this actually happening to me… so flipping good)

i wish you would - by @realspideyspice (as the username entails… spice spice baby)

a lord & a lady - by @mrshipsmcgee (perfect period piece au, very bridgerton, very beautiful, so cute)

peter and a cam girl - by @blooming-violets (so damn sexy i cannot. living my fantasies!)

sanctuary - by @petcr3 (the right amount of fluff, growth, angst, everything just wrapped in a beautiful gift box)

1 missed call - by @liz-allyn (so good i applaud, pls read content warnings! such a great fic nonetheless)

about the noise - by @ghostedgwen (not crying, you are! such a sweet and real fic)

please, spiderman - by @justnotforbread (do i even need to speak… this was just hot on so many levels)

in the real world - by @luveline (such a vivid piece! lovely writing style and crazy good story)

paper love - by @thatredheadwriter (omg fluffy cuteness and meet cutes!!! for my bookworms)

➟ other characters x reader

meet me at our spot; steven grant x reader - by @softlikesilkchiffon (pure fluff and steven grant cuteness)

chocolate; steven grant x reader - by @laters-gators (spicy smut and amazing tension, build up has me sweating!)

soft dark nothing; steven grant x reader - by @burnthoneymint (beautiful, passionate, so damn sexy bro im yearning so bad)

from the void, with love; loki x reader - by @whirlybirbs (favorite loki fic/series ever. too good. just too good.)

vacant mirrors; bucky barnes x reader - by @whirlybirbs (another one of my all time favorites)

look after you; bucky barnes x reader - by @petertinglesforbread (my heart longs for bucky in this one, so easy to envision scenes)

love me by the night; battinson x reader - by @inklore (perfect mix of angst and story and embodies bruce!!!!)

surely, you’d burn the same; battinson x reader - by @jangofctts (the best bruce smut out there, can’t get enough of the sex pollen trope)

temptation; matt murdock x reader - by @yourbucky084 (so spicy and smutty. need a matt in my life!!!)

unexpected affections; anthony bridgerton x reader - by @clints-lucky-arrow (this. this was the embodiment of unresolved tension. i was left satisfied yet wanting and sksksks so good!!!)

the inn; anthony bridgerton x reader - by @sargeant-bxrnes (i am a sucker for enemies to lovers, esp when they end like this!!! fic!!!!)

#reign’s fic rec #fic recs #5k celebration #5k milestone #lovely writers #lovely mutuals #my inspirations!#thank you!!!!!!!#fic love #peter parker fanfic #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant fanfic #steven grant fic #bruce wayne fanfiction #bruce wayne fic #loki laufeyson fanfic #bucky barnes fanfiction

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quirklessidiot · 3 years

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Title: pretty eyes [short story] Pairing: Gojo Satoru x gn!reader [soulmate au; takes place eight years before the yuuji and sukuna fusion] Genre: josei, romance, fluff, comedy, and your normal tragic angst!

Summary: in which the right eye is mine and the left eye is yours and when we meet for the first time, you see your own eyes staring back at you. Warnings: language, blood, minor manga spoilers, mild ooc gojo and death

Notes: can we all just sit down admire satoru? Like the eyes man, the attitude omg... Ah im so sorry in advance if hes ooc here sksksk it is my first time to write about any jjk characters and I havent fully grasped them yet despite reading the manga anyways i wont be online next week and tomorrow so i decided to publish this ahead of time. ily all and again thank you for the love and support, it does mean a lot *bows down* see you all again when i’ve got time? jskskss i fucking hate college and online classes, satoru save me please soulmate au’s [not read in any particular order nor are they connected, they just share the same trope] Pretty eyes [gojo vers.] || lasting blues [toji vers]

tragic soulmate au series || taglist

“Pretty.” were the very first words you uttered in complete awe as you saw yourself in the mirror and no, this wasn’t directed to your physical appearance. It was directed to your left eye, the eye of your soulmate.

Contrasting to your normal boring color on the right, your soulmate’s eyes were ethereal and unreal. How could someone have such pretty eyes? It was completely surreal at that point that you refused to believe that someone with these eyes were actually human.

You placed one hand and gently caressed the left side of your face where the pretty eye rested, “You must be an angel.” you muttered, “Only angels have pretty eyes.”

Thus like every child you gave your soulmate a nickname, ‘pretty angel’ and every night before you slept, you’d wonder out loud how your pretty angel was doing, if they were nearby, or anything like that. You wonder what type of food they like, do they like to leave the window open for a cool wind or do they like their chocolate hot or iced.

Yet as you grew older, the pretty angel faded out into your thoughts. The pretty idea of soulmates and love disappeared like the story books you read as a child. The pretty blue eyes on your left is forgotten as life takes a toll on you.

They say death was inevitable, when your mother died in middle school, you watch as your father’s left eye turn to your mother’s color. You watched as he clenched her hand, like it was some last resort of plea. You watched him cry as he passed by the mirrors and you wondered, would it hurt like that too?

It baffles you how beautiful and cruel the soulmate system was.

How every time your father would stare at his own reflection, his left eye would be nothing but a reminder of your dead mother.

You let out a second meek cough in the quiet bookstore that night, the sounds of the car passing by were nothing but quiet noise to you as you immerse yourself in the literature book you were reading, your students would surely love this one.You let out another cough as you turn around to find a small space to read since standing for too long made you tired too quickly.

You’re too enchanted by the words of the author that you don’t even notice the rather tall man in front of you.

You look up, ready to give a quiet apology but stop short when you notice how ethereal the stranger looked. Albeit he wore a pair of weird Lennon shades at this time of night, he reminded you very much of an angel with his snow white hair.

You don’t even notice how your left eye is returning back to it’s normal color, the stranger does though and it surely was odd to see his eyes on a stranger.

“Well,” the stranger has a shit-eating grin decorating his handsome features, he definitely looked like trouble for sure, “This is unexpected.”

He lowers his shades and your eyes immediately widen as you suddenly cup the left side of your face, you’d recognize those unique eyes anywhere, after all, you had those on your left eye since you were born, “Y-You.” you muttered, the shock momentarily eating you up.

“Yeah, me.” He grins, loving the sudden attention, “Wow, I was expecting something like fireworks or flowers to appear.” He suddenly teased, bending down to your level.

Now that you notice it, he was very, very tall.

“I…” You blink, trying to gain your composure, “Wow…”

“Did I pass your expectations?” it’s been a few minutes since you started talking and all he has been doing is teasing you.

“You do look like an angel.” You complimented and his eyes widened at the rather out-of-place compliment, “Your eyes are very pretty, thanks for letting me borrow them for twenty-two years.”

Gojo Satoru thought he had the upper-hand, after all, you looked quite meek but when you said those compliments, he was sure that you were going to be the teasing one in this whole-soulmate thing.

So he tries to one up you.

“I’m Satoru Gojo but you can call me tonight.” He grinned, trying to tease you once again, the corny pick up line sounds suave but your blank expression says otherwise.

“I’m Y/N L/N and think I should call you in the morning, it is quite late right now and I still have classes at eight am.” You mumbled, looking down at your watch, “How about you just walk me home, then?”

“Okay.” Satoru immediately raises his hands, signaling that he was giving up, “First off, you should be more hyper aware that I may be a serial killer.”

“Are you?”

“What?”

“Are you a serial killer?” you repeat, “That would be awfully disappointing if my soulmate was one since I’d immediately give you up on the police. I’m not interested in being in a Bonnie and Clyde type of thing and I think it’s too early for me to die.”

“You’re very upfront about these sorts of things.”

“Well, you’re very teasing for someone who just met their soulmate a few minutes ago.” you shrug, “So, are you going to walk me home or not?”

“Ah, bossy too. I love the attitude already.”

“We’re spending our whole lives together. You might as well get used to it.”

You’d think the idea of soulmates would scare you after the firsthand experience with your parents but curiosity always got the best of you and the white-haired man proved that maybe it would be different this time.

Throughout the few months you’ve spent with him, You’ve noticed that Gojo Satoru and you may be alike in some ways but in most ways, he was different.

First, he was enigmatic. You’ve known the man for a couple of months now and you’ve been going out on dates but you don’t know much about him except that like you, he’s a teacher at a good school and he tends to be conceited when he talks about his personal skills as a teacher.

“...What are you doing?” Satoru asked, peeking from behind your shoulder as you type in the grades of your student for your class.

“I’m grading my students.” You muttered, it was after dinner at your place and he was lazing around your place, the sound of faint jazz music could be heard throughout your small space and the wafting smell of freshly baked brownies filled the room, “Aren’t you supposed to be doing something since you're a teacher?”

Satoru quirks a brow as if you had said something odd then it seemed like realization had dawn upon him at that moment.

“Ah, I’m not doing much since my students are on break.”

“Didn’t you say that last time?”

Silence filled the room and Satoru breaks it off with his very famous ‘heh’ that made you inwardly roll your eyes and chunk the pillow that you’ve been hugging towards his direction, “Stop slacking off, you’re a teacher.” You scold him mildly, followed by a small cough.

“Ah, Y/N-chan. You’re so mean to me,” He frowned, handing you the mug filled with water, “...No fair.”

“You're a teacher and you’re slacking off.” You deadpanned, ignoring his sly ways of trying to get you in his arms, “How is that even fair?”

“My students can handle themselves so well that I don’t need to babysit them.” He hmphed, arms crossed and head held up high in a rather arrogant manner. You could only only scoff back a reply at his rather haughty attitude but you’ve gotten used to it to the point where you just roll your eyes.

“You’re a very bad teacher, Satoru.”

“Hey, I am considered one of the best and it’s an honor-”

You clicked your tongue and just pinched his cheek in reply to get him to stop drawling on about his achievements. You wondered if you dated a man child or something.

Second, despite his teasing nature and good looks, he’s a rather shy bean and has some insecurities about it too, maybe it was because there were moments where you couldn’t really understand your soulmate and his puzzling life. He didn’t tell and you didn’t want to pry because you technically both had your whole life to get around that subject.

Luckily, you seem to have found a remedy for moments like that.

“Satoru…” You called out to your soulmate who was staring at the nutrition content of the wafers on his hand, “Satoru!”

“Oh, sorry. What were you talking about?” he finally snapped out of his daze and turned to you who was standing there, hand on your hip. The crispy wafers on his hand are long forgotten.

Your soulmate is good looking, alright. If anyone were to pass by him they wouldn’t see the minor zilch of worry in his eyes.

“Are you alright?” You ask, walking closer to him, completely serious.

“...You aren’t going to leave me, right?”

You raise a brow at the sudden question, wasn’t he too young to have some mid-life crisis? Was this because of the soulmate movie you watched late last night about the soulmate leaving their other half to rebel against the system and because of his partner’s family?

“Why would I leave you?”

He blinks once, then twice, the only sound that could be heard was the familiar music playing throughout the grocery store, it was as if no one was there during the mid-day. Satoru proceeds to look away, “I don’t know. What if you realize that you don’t like me as your soulmate and you followed what the dude did in the movie?” he started to mumble, mouth pressed on a straight line.

“Ah, the whole rich in-laws.” you blinked, “Don’t tell me you’re a son of some huge clan in japan that’s loaded and I’m going to be a disgrace to your family name or something?”

It came out as a joke at first, it really did and you were going to laugh but when you notice the straight face he has on, you realize it was anything but a joke.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, Oh.”

“Aren’t I supposed to be the one asking that question then?”

“What?” He almost half-yelled, eyes wide behind his usual shades that he seemed to wear a lot, “That doesn’t make sense!”

“Neither does your question, Satoru.” You frowned, massaging your temples, “I should be the one asking you that, are you going to leave me?”

“Of course not.” He sputters out.

“Then there goes my answer too.” You replied, huffing out as you grab the sweet wafers on his hand to put into the cart, “You’re very weird.”

“You’re weird.”

“No, you are.”

“You seriously asked me if I’d leave you because of your rich family in the middle of the day.” You deadpanned, inching closer to him to the point where your lips are brushing against his.

“This is unfair.” He huffed, suddenly turning red, “You’re attacking me in broad daylight.”

“Oh dear.” Your beguiling eyes, enjoying his rather embarrassed state, “This isn’t attacking, Satoru.”

Then you closed the distance between you two, his eyes seemed to widen behind his shades at your forward approach, clearly you guys never did PDA. You took this as an opportunity to lick his lower lip so you could slip your tongue in and as he starts getting into it and placing his hand to cup your ass, you pull away with a big smile on your lips, “That’s attacking.” you grinned.

Satoru seemed to have regained his senses quickly after that rather heated public make-out session, he placed his hand on top of his mouth and feigned embarrassment, “My, My, I didn’t think you’d enjoy those types of things in public.” he was back to his normal teasing self.

Well, that seemed to have worked very well.

“Mhm,”

Yet unknown to you those thoughts still lingered in his head, it wasn’t just his family that he was worried about, it was also regarding his job as a jujutsu sorcerer something he has yet to mention, he’s not even sure if you’d believe him it’s a normal occurrence for people like him to die in this occupation and he’s scared that one day, you’ll see your left eye turning back to his eye color with no valid explanation.

Not only that but the amount of people who’d go after you to get to him, he clenched on the shopping cart tightly

“I’m tired.” You cut his thoughts short and Satoru turns to you, unlike him, you weren’t physically active so you tire easily, even joking around that you were a granny in a child’s body, “Can we sit down after this and get some gyudon?”

“Sure Y/N.” he grins, giving you a one-arm hug and kissing your temple.

Third, he’s terrible with kids, period, no questions asked.

Your eyes narrowed to slits as he brought in one of his students named Megumi, the boy is quiet and compared to your giant and teasing soulmate, he’s serious. In fact he was more serious than the tiny pinky of the white-haired man.

“...Are you kidnapping a third grader?”

“He’s one of my students.”

“You don’t even know the first thing of looking after kids.” You pointed out, “And didn’t you mention that you teach high school students?”

“Well,” he drawled on, “It’s kind of a long story but he’s technically a genius.”

You let out a stifling sigh, “You’re impossible.” you mutter, bending down to the small boy’s level, “Would you like something to eat in compensation for him annoying you?”

The boy nods mutely.

“I wasn’t annoying him!” He corrects.

“He looks very annoyed standing next to you.”

“That’s literally what he looks like!”

You roll your eyes in reply and turn to the young boy, handing him a pastry that you had brought earlier. You watched Megumi eat his pastry in front of the television that played some child-friendly show as you let out a soft cough and pour yourself some water

“Are you alright?” Satoru asks, resting his head on your shoulders.

“Yeah,” You replied, “Why’d you ask?”

“You’re looking quite pale these days.”

“Maybe it’s the allergy season, already.” you nonchalantly replied, taking another gulp of water, “You’re terrible with kids, by the way.”

“That’s why I’m a high school teacher, Y/N.”

This connects you to your fourth observation, he’s nonchalant and easy going but he harbors a rather deep worry for you to the point where you wonder if he was really your soulmate or your mother incarnate. Three years into the whole soulmate thing with him, you still couldn’t help but think that he’s doting nature was quite adorable.

You feel like you’re coming down with a cold these days, your head has been throbbing and your cough is worsening. Satoru’s eyes are filled with nothing but worry as he handed you some medication. Your soulmate was now a mother hen and if it were different circumstances, you’d laugh it off.

“We should go to the doctor.” He nagged you once again.

“I’m literally going to sleep it off.” You hoarsely replied, “I’ll be fine, Satoru.”

“You literally sound like you smoked a pack with your voice, are you sure?”

“I am.” You glared, “Don’t sleep-”

Before you could even finish what you were saying, he flops right next to you in the bed, “-I literally told you to not sleep next to me.” you scolded him.

“A mere cold won’t phase me.”

“I swear to god, Gojo Satoru. I’ll kick you out.” He ignores your ministrations and snuggles his head on your neck, his warm breath tickling it, “You’re impossible.”

“You love me.”

“Sadly.”

“Hey.”

“I’m kidding.” you let out a quiet chuckle, looking down at your soulmate and running your hands through his white hair, “I love you very much, you idiot.”

“Hard same.”

“Never mind, I take it back.” you giggle.

And after a rather short playful banter between you two, you find yourself sleeping and snuggling on his long limbs. You think all is well, you really do. That was until you wake up later at three am in the morning with a loud coughing fit. Satoru immediately sits upright and opens your nightlight but what he sees next, scares him more than the curses he has ever encountered.

Your sheets are now stained in blood from the coughing fit that had just happened and you're completely taken aback too, completely breathless.

“Y-Y/N…” He gulps down, quickly taking the sheets away from you, “Let’s go to the hospital now, please?”

“...L/N-san, have you been getting coughing fits before this?” the doctor asks, looking up from your chart. Satoru watches you shake your head as you clench the paws of his jacket, the doctor takes off his glasses, “How about coughs that don’t seem to go away? Getting tired too easily?”

Satoru doesn’t like where this was going, he doesn’t like where this was going at all.

“Um, just some dry coughs and I’ve always been an inactive person.” You quietly replied, contrasting to your usual bright and teasing demeanor, you looked too tired this morning and Satoru just hopes it’s because he dragged you out of bed at four am to get yourself checked asap.

“Y/N-san, has any of your family members been diagnosed with lung cancer?”

The whole room is silent and you could almost hear a pin drop, Satoru feels his knuckles suddenly turn white, “I recalled my okaasan died because of that.” You replied silently and the doctor nods feverishly.

“...Y/N-san...It pains me to say this but the reason you’ve been experiencing this is because of the tumors located in your lungs.” Satoru feels his heart drop when he hears those words, “We have to do further tests to confirm-”

“Do it.” Satoru cuts the old doctor off, his hands are visibly shaking already, he hopes that this was just a misdiagnosis, that this doctor was just a bad one or better yet whatever excuse his mind could make up at that moment, “Do all the tests needed for Y/N, please.”

Fifth, he’s very supportive towards you and your impulsive decisions. If he could join you in it, he would but you usually decide against it.

It’s another quiet night for you as you sit across from your soulmate at the dinner table. You’ve grown awfully thin and your hair was starting to fall off due to the chemoradiation, this day marked the third month since you found out that you have lung cancer just like your mother. Surgery was apparently too risky so the safest option right now was this treatment.

You don’t deny the anxiety eating you up every day, specifically the fear of death, you’re even more worried for Satoru since not only had he been paying for your treatment but he had opt to take care of you, saying that his job would be fine without him since you were going to get better soon anyways.

“Would you still love me if I shaved my hair?” You asked, your voice still quite hoarse.

“You kidding me? I’d still love you even if you turned into a roach.”

You immediately crinkle your nose in disgust, “That’s disgusting.”

“Honest reply.”

Truthfully, the man had been your rock these past three months. You knew how hard it was for him to be happy around you, how he had put on a brave front and remained positive saying that this was just going to be a rough couple of months and you’d be back in no time despite the bleak outlook.

It kept you sane amongst the tragedy.

“I wanna shave my hair.”

“Like right now?”

You nod, “Can we use your electric razor?”

“You want me.” he points to himself, “To cut your hair?”

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to do it.” You grinned.

And that’s how you ended up in your bathroom after dinner, Satoru’s shades on the side and his concentration directly on your scalp. You had literally told him that he just needed to do it the same way as he shaved his beard but he was still scared. Apparently, he had never shaved anyone’s hair before.

“...Okay, Y/N. Here goes…” He proclaimed, switching the razor on. As bits and pieces of your hair fall to the ground, you feel your cheeks getting wet and your shoulders tense, Satoru is quick to notice the switch of emotion and immediately turns the razor off before bending down in front of you, “Woah, woah… Y/N….”

“I-I…” Your lips are quivering as the tears fall faster when you see his pretty eyes staring back at yours, you try to let out a laugh but instead it comes out as a choke sob, “Sorry, this is stupid. I’m literally crying over fucking hair.”

“No, of course not…” He replies, enveloping you in a hug, “Of course not.”

Satoru feels you start to shake in his arms and he knows he should keep his emotions in check, he’s a sorcerer for crying out loud but seeing you break down for the first time in three months had him shaking too, you didn’t deserve all this, fuck, you didn’t deserve any of this at all!

“Would you like me to shave my hair so you’d feel a bit better?” he asks. After recovering from your breakdown, you had asked him to continue shaving your hair because you might as well be done with it.

“Please don’t.” You reply, wiping your tears away, “We’d look like eggs.”

“Cute eggs, you mean.” He corrects, teasing you and trying to cheer you up, this was all he could do and he hates it.

He really hates it.

What good was the title of being the strongest when he couldn’t save you from all of this?

Lastly, if you hadn’t highlighted it enough. He has pretty eyes, contrasting to your dull and boring ones, you always loved how different his eyes are. Sometimes you wondered why he dared to hide them behind his crappy and overused Lennon shades.

“Can I see them?”

Your room is dimly lit as Satoru sleeps next to you on the hospital bed, you were growing weaker and frailer by the day and you could see the toll it took on your soulmate. You were heavily reminded of your father who was sitting right next to your mother on her deathbed.

“See what?” He yawned.

“Your eyes.”

“You’re awfully in love with them, huh?”

“I’ve always been in love with them from the moment I saw it in the mirror.”

Silence envelopes the room with your statement and as requested, he takes the shades off and now you’re greeted by the most beautiful blue eyes that you love to look at in the reflection since you were a child, “Pretty.” You muttered, raising your frail hands slowly to cup his face, “Pretty eyes.”

Satoru takes in a deep breath as he places his hand on top of yours, the silence is heavy. You both know what’s about to come in the next few days, you’re lucky if you even last a night. Yet he doesn’t want to talk about it, he shuts the topic off quickly when you try to even raise it.

“Yeah.” he mumbles, staring at you, “Pretty.”

You let out a quiet laugh, “I doubt it, I’m anything but pretty now.” your voice hoarse, making him lightly squeeze your hands, “Will you be bringing Megumi tomorrow?”

“Yeah, the brat said he saved enough money to get you your favorite pastry.”

“That’s good.” you blinked, “I’m tired.”

Satoru feels his shoulder tense at your words, they were so plain yet at the same time so heavy, “Should I call the doctor?” he asks. You shake your head and just snuggle on his chest.

“No,” You mumbled, inhaling his scent and basking on his presence, “I want your warmth next to me.”

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“You know, you’ve always had prettier eyes.”

Yet you don’t reply and he feels your grip on his sweater lessen, he doesn’t even need to see his reflection to know that his left eye has returned back to your (e/c) ones.

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