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saiidahyunie · 3 months

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i can't go home, anymore

kim dahyun x reader ; angst

synopsis: a final tipping point was all it took for the cards to come crashing down between you and your wife dahyun.

wc: 3.7k

a/n: not big on writing angst (i want to however) but i do have a thing with holding a tenderhearted value with songs like these.

i'm crazy with the fics recently and i'm not stopping (until the start of next week) :D

✩♬ ₊˚.

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your ears are filled with the calm sounds of the birds singing their own tuned melody, sitting on a bench facing towards a small lake, watching two ducks swim along in front of you.

the sight makes your mind spin in turmoil—the pain in your heart already hanging heavy with the thought hitting you, burning into your cells, fighting back the tears in your eyes from the tender moments flooding back in your brain.

everything snapped out when an old lady sat on the other end of the bench, letting out a relieved sigh relaxing while taking in the view after a long walk.

“it’s quite a calming view to take in isn’t it?” the lady speaks out, turning your eyes to see a soft smile spread across her lips.

“yeah,” you mutter, “it is.”

“i’ve been coming to this spot for at least 40 years now, and i never get tired of it.”

“really?”

the old lady nods, “this place is very special in my heart. it was right here where i met the love of my life.”

you lean back in intrigue, scooting yourself over towards the lady interested in her short life story, listening to her sweet laugh giving you relief for a few brief moments.

“i never got your name by the way, but i’m y/n.”

“i’m sana.” the old lady replies back to you with the softest smile you’d ever seen in your life.

“and you were married?”

“i was.” sana replies, “it was the most wonderful blessing that i ever had,” holding her hand out to show the golden wedding ring on her left ring finger, the detailing clearly aged and with scratches with the diamond still radiating in the sunlight.

“who was your wife?

“her name was momo, and sadly she beat me to the finish line first.”

in a second your gaze softens at the realization of what she meant. “i’m so sorry to hear that sana.” you say, clutching your chest, trying your hardest to not cry as sana comforts you by putting a hand up.

“it’s okay–uh..”

“y/n.”

“right, but don’t worry y/n, i’ve done the whole sad grieving act already.” sana assures, “it’ll come to pass with whatever you have troubling your life right now.”

all you could do was nod, it still stung with what happened, but sana was giving you probably the best piece of advice for you to hear, looking back at the pond to see the two ducks part ways from each other, going in opposite directions.

sana sees your eyes half-lidded, quirking her head just a bit trying to piece together your stoic body language, pouting her lips as she exactly knew what was going through your mind.

“i have a question for you y/n, have you ever been in love before?”

you pause at her question, almost hesitant to answer, but you close your lips and grab at what point sana’s trying to make to you.

“yeah. yeah, i have.”

sana hums at your answer, pleased that you decided to share a little bit of your love life to her.

“it’s really beautiful. nothing more beautiful ever compares than that.”

you and sana both look out to the pond once again, a flock of birds flying in and out of your view.

“can i tell you something y/n?”

you turn your attention back to sana, lending your ear for her thoughts.

“i know that my wife momo has gone ahead without me, and i can feel myself fading too. it’s scary as hell, to know that nothing will ever prepare you for the inevitable. but when i sit here at this same bench like i have for so many years up till this point, i can feel her presence beside me.”

“i know that feeling all too well,” you say, “to look at your loved one in the eyes and you just feel back at home again.”

“do you have a lover y/n?”

“her name was dahyun. i’ve been married to her for almost seven years now.”

“where is she now?”

you freeze at sana’s question, fighting your internal dilemma with a lump forming in your throat as the thought of her came flashing back to you. the sense of longing, feeling the fragments of her existence slipping through the cracks little by little each passing day.

“she’s been away for quite some time now. i don’t know when she’s coming back.”

sana looks down at the given answer, saddened to hear about your troubles.

“well i hope you go back to her and things work out for you, it’s always best to stand strong with the closest loves to your heart.” sana says to you standing up, well on her way to do her next activity somewhere else in the park.

“it was nice to meet you y/n, i hope we see each other here more often.”

“likewise sana, you have a nice day.”

the both of you exchange nice regards as sana leaves the bench you were still sitting at, staring at the lonesome duck that was now out of the lake, hanging on the edge almost waiting for its mate to return to them.

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it was a long day after work one evening.

you were driving in the cold, relenting, and harsh weather that forced most of the routes back home backed up with traffic.

becoming distracted for the past couple of days, the demands of work beat you to the ropes with piling deadlines, fellow workers calling off in protest against your boss to ease the expectations for the quarter. needless to say, it was draining and you just wanted to be home right away.

in all perfect timing, your phone suddenly rang in the cup holder of your car, the caller id of a picture with dahyun appeared on your screen. in a flash you answered it on the steering wheel to hear your wife’s calming voice to put you at ease after the hellish day you just had.

“hi honey.” you greeted dahyun, “are you home?”

“i’ve been here for about two and a half hours.” dahyun answered, voice stoic and in a lower tone. on the other end of the call, she sits still on the floor of the living room, back leaning against the couch with the phone on the coffee table.

“ah okay, i’m already on the freeway so it’ll take me a bit because of this traffic.” you groaned.

“mhm okay.” dahyun says with little to no interest. a short period of silence settled in the phone call, with both sides having no idea where to take the conversation next. you start to feel that there was something wrong with the way that dahyun is speaking to you.

“you still there honey?”

“yeah.”

“aren’t you tired? you can go ahead and relax without me, i’ll get there sooner or later.”

you only hear a long dragged out sigh, dahyun hanging her head in sadness, she was fed up with this looped scenario of not being together when one desperately needs the other.

“y/n.” dahyun calls you through the phone again. “c-an you listen to what i’m going to say?”

“of course, what’s on your mind?”

dahyun looks up the bland ceiling above her with her lightless eyes, her heart aching as she takes a breath to prepare herself for what she was going to say to her wife.

there was no surprise that her marriage with you for almost seven years was the best adventure that you and her embarked on. the stars perfectly aligned with the dream honor for you to be the one to fall in love and win this magnificent woman’s heart.

you and dahyun’s relationship was like everyone else’s, filled with highs and lows, but if dahyun can notice what’s wrong, then surely you can catch on as well.

but this is where everything would change from this point on.

if you kept yourself positive about this, then dahyun would be bothered and highly cautious.

this was the last straw, where she could no longer keep staying back to avoid the eventual problem at hand.

she had already grew tired of pretending, despite the best efforts that regardless of how much she wanted to keep trying for the two of them, she knows that in the end it will be a damaging result.

for quite sometime, dahyun realized that it was going to be a losing situation, particularly when they share the common crisis that is dragging both of them down and thus preventing them from taking charge of their own independence—freedom one might say.

“i– i don’t think…we can go on like this anymore.” dahyun says, swallowing up the bitter taste that left in her mouth from the words she just uttered.

“what do you mean dahyun?” you asked puzzledly, staring at the red light in the intersection.

dahyun’s tears slowly drop in her cheeks, her face still expressionless as she looked up to the ceiling again, fighting back a sniffle as the memories you and her made together replayed in her mind.

“y/n, can you look at the reality of what’s happening between us?” dahyun continues through the phone, “i think this isn’t working for the both of us anymore. we should end all of this tonight.”

you leaned away from the steering wheel, the nervousness getting to you as your hands began to slightly tremble. “what d-do you mean dahyun? are you being serious about this?”

“it’s been on my mind for a bit now, babe.” dahyun replies. “i tried to consider all possible options, but from what i've been seeing between those, it was all down to what comes to making the right choice.”

you tense up your neck, gripping the wheel a lot more tightly as dahyun says what she’s been feeling lately, you want to be wrong but at the same time you decided to wait to hear her out to the end.

“we’ve been losing our track now. i don’t know the direction we’re heading but i think we’re just both lost in our ways. can you admit to me that you feel it too right? tell me you know what i’m talking about?”

you rub your forehead, trying to ease the headache of everything that’s happening to you all at once, clenching your hand into a fist. “i-i know. is this because we’ve lost too much time to spend with each other, dahyun? because i can tell you this, i’ve been giving everything to try to have some time for you just like today? don’t tell me that you didn’t notice.”

“how could you ask me if i’m also the one telling you about what this is doing to us?” dahyun confusingly asked, clenching her jaw at your stubbornness.

“y/n, you and i have our different responsibilities, but if we’re just gonna keep up this facade, it’s just hiding the fact that we’ve both lost all means to keep trying in this marriage. we’re just trying to deny it and that’s what really bothers me.”

you rub the back of your head and place your head on the headrest, the emotions starting to increase drastically.

you knew about this problem that you and dahyun were going through and never danced with the idea to properly have a conversion about it.

as friends on both dahyun and your corners started to catch wind of the situation, many were worried that something bad might happen in the end of all of this. you tried your best to keep your end of the bargain of the marriage, but you were on the short end of the stick the entire time.

because of this, you were now at a crossroads with the fear that has successfully come to fruition because of your ignorance and mistakes.

not all hope was lost yet.

there would be a last saving grace on your sleeve to use that would save all of the cards crumbling.

“dahyun, i know that what we’re facing together is difficult, but there was never a time that i had trouble to make you see how much i love you. i never ‘tried’ to love you; that should never be the concern in the first place. don’t do this, please….” you begged, gripping the wheel so tightly that your knuckles started to turn white.

“a part of me still believes that we could make it out of all of this, alright? don’t give up on me dahyun. i don’t want this to be a lingering regret for you.”

dahyun sniffs her tears, wiping them away from her face, her breaths heavy. “why does this have to be so hard for us y/n?”

your heart and the world around you was crumbling around it felt like when you heard the stress and tired exhausting dahyun released with just a simple question.

“i knew the many trials that we had to face when we first got married but, all i ever wanted to ask of you was to be there for me when it matters the most. our jobs are taking both of our time together, and it’s giving me a sign that i have to sacrifice something important to lose here—like i’m cornered with no other way out.”

“da-”

“y/n, i love you, and i will never get tired of saying this to you. i feel your pain too. i just...i just can’t take it anymore with the current state that we’re in. you and i both know that we deserve to be in a better headspace than this, and i think for that to happen is when we look for that ourselves, to do this on our own this time instead of together.”

you stayed silent as a tear fell on your cheek.

“i may regret the fact that i have to be the one to break this off, but i don’t see another way. i’m sorry if i’m not choosing you to be saved, but we still have many things that we have to prioritize, at least we’re doing this for good right now. let’s just break up here and now, y/n. thank you for being my first and last love, for everything that we’ve done together. for being my wife.”

“dahyun, wait— don’t just….” you shake your head, face contorting as you lightly sob while driving. “don’t go, please. we can still find a way, just don’t leave me like this.”

even while in the car you still felt like you could be on your knees, pleading your heart out as you still believe that there was a light at the end of the tunnel.

dahyun clutches the pillow she grabbed from the couch, hearing your sob as she just closes her eyes, trying to block out the sound from her ears mentally. “it’s going to be okay y/n, we’re going to be okay.”

“no we’re not…” you say breathily, “in all my life, i needed more than myself. i needed what i never thought that i could ever feel. you were the one to bring all the answers at my feet dahyun, how can i be ever okay when i’m losing you too?”

dahyun nodded at your question, clearly understanding what you meant.

you weren’t in a good place when dahyun first met you, but she brought you everything that you desperately wanted; a fallen star, the heart and soul, the calm cyclone within your storm, and so much more.

dahyun could only hear you whisper “i'm so sorry dahyun” to herself as she silently cried in the house you and her shared, listening to your sorrowful conjecture.

“i haven’t been mine and i’m no longer yours anymore. i’m not certain of anything now dahyun.” you wailed, “please, just let me know now, will you be the one to hear my callings? can you be the one place i will always come back to?”

“i will, now that we’re free to do whatever we please. i will come after you, even if as a friend now but my heart will forever be yours.”

what seemed like forever in the phone call, dahyun smiled a little from the response she gave to you, assuring that nothing bad could ever happen for what comes after tonight.

she still wanted to stay connected, still closer to each other, and the memories to not be tainted with this one bad instance.

for dahyun, she couldn’t fathom with the idea of you not being in her life. she can’t imagine you being a stranger, so that’s why she gave you a rope to hang on so that you won't be a part of her memories.

she still needed you because of how special you are.

you had the same reaction in the car, lips curling a bit into a smile and the tears stopped coming. “i’ll hold you to that.”

“goodbye y/n, now come home and sleep with me for one last night. don’t worry about me, i’ll still wait for you, that way we both can let it all out together.”

not long after, you eventually weaved out of the slow traffic and safely arrived back home. dahyun opened the door for you, pairing your lips with hers, letting the scent of lavender and the taste of minty toothpaste fill your senses, not wanting these last opportunities to go to waste.

dahyun combed her fingers through your hair as you collapsed to the ground at the door, like letting the weight that you’ve been holding up all this time finally fall down, apologizing to her that you failed to keep this relationship that you had.

after a slow nighttime regimen with little to no words said, you finally embraced dahyun in the covers, consoling you as you fight the urge to sleep.

dahyun notices your fingers grazing hers, letting them hook on each other like an instinct that’s been practiced for so many years now as she holds your hand.

you didn’t want her to let go.

tears flow out of dahyun’s eyes as she removes her twined fingers from yours, clasping your hand after to give it a lasting squeeze.

“i still have faith in us y/n. this won’t be the end of our story, i’ll always wait for you and maybe, we can pick up right where we left off.”

you hummed sleepily, clutching to dahyun a little more tightly as she scratches your head.

“i’ll never change, it will always be you that i love for the rest of my life.”

dahyun then pressed her head against yours, hugging in her slumber for the last time, with the memories that were filled in the shared bedroom—the many sweet nothings said filled with loving touches. you and her both wanted to leave this terrible night, dreaming of being together again with no worries whatsoever.

maybe a glimpse of the future, but all of that changed from the next day forward.

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you blinked a couple more times, looking around again to see that not much time had passed from sitting on the bench. the duck that was sitting in front of you at the edge of the lake was reunited with its mate, swimming along together, smiling at the cute interaction of mother nature’s children.

the memory of that night still lingered in your mind, until you finally decided that it was time to go to the next spot for today, standing up with a bag on your back, taking in the view for the last time of the lake as you walked to the bus.

a quick trip to the next place as it was a big field that had rows of flowers set in front of something, you finally arrived where you wanted to be, setting your bag down with various foods and drinks. you sat yourself down to take two shot glasses, pouring them with apple soju and placed a covered beef bowl with mixed veggies in between, setting a pair of chopsticks on top of the said bowl as you pull another one out for yourself.

“hey dahyun, i’m home.” you say staring at the clean tombstone standing from the ground that had your wife’s name on it.

off to the side, there were a set of flowers that were probably brought by minju who was dahyun’s best friend that came earlier in the week since they still bloomed freshly.

“i’ve brought you one of your favorites to eat! made them myself just yesterday.” you say, clapping your hands together to say grace before eating the beef bowl, looking at the picture of you and her hugging the first house party you hosted since getting married.

after finishing most of the bowl, you set it next to the other bowl that was still full of food as you look out to the distance again. softly smiling at the view it presented since it was a nice sunny day with the clouds gliding past the sky.

“not a day goes by where i miss you my love. it’s been difficult at times, but i still continue to move forward.” you say aloud, drinking the full shot glass of soju before putting it next to the opened bottle on the stone.

a brief wave of regret comes over you, sniffling again with your face not shifting at the thought of dahyun not being in this world with you anymore, the empty feeling digging deep in your heart as a few tears streamed from your face, but you still smiled because it wasn’t in terrible pain—not anymore.

“i hope everything up there is what you always wanted it to be, i’ve got a lot of time left on this earth but i can't wait to see you again soon.”

and by pure coincidence, an eagle flew above you looking directly upward. it may have been random or maybe it was a sign that dahyun was truly watching you from above, softly smiling again at what you just watched what happened.

“oh! by the way, i met a lovely old lady at the park earlier, her name was sana! she told me a story about her wife momo and well, let me just explain the rest.”

even though it had been two years since dahyun had passed, you still made the effort to visit her every seventh day of each month, a sign of your love and devotion to her that you will continue to do as you rambled to dahyun about your busy days, but this one was a little bit special than the others.

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multi-fandom-simp · 1 year

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Ghost of you

Helaena Targaryen x Female!Reader (MAIN), Slight Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters. I do not claim any of them as my own. This work is purely fictional.

Synopsis: You and Helaena had been lovers in secret for years, peaceful and content lovers at that. What happens when the dance of dragons turns that peace into pain? Could you live with the burden of everything being torn from your grasp?

! TW !: Mention of character death. mention of blood, heavy drinking, brief mention of incest(between Helaena and Aemond, not the reader), mentions of murder, mention of suicide, self harm, hallucinations, bad mental health, angst ofc

(A/N: This a little blurb I had while listening to some music earlier, and I just had to write it down. It is based off of "Ghost of You" by 5SOS. It fit Helaena so well, I couldn't not write it. I've never done a writing centered around a song, so it was fun to experiment. As always, I love to hear your thoughts on the piece or even helpful criticism, so don't be shy, I always love to talk/listen! Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy!)

(P.S. Dialogue will be in italics like always, but the song lyrics are in bold italics!)

Word Count: 1,267

You couldn't quite pinpoint the moment in which you fell head over heels for your husband's sister, Helaena Targaryen. Also known as the dreamer or the idiot as Aegon would disdainfully call her. She had been a constant part of your life from the moment you were betrothed to her brother, Aemond, up until now. Originally greeting you as a friend and soon-to-be sister, then turning into the very reason your heartbeat. Neither Aemond nor Aegon cared, in fact, the two of them preferred it. Aemond loved his sister in the same way you did, and Aegon didn't care what the three of you did as long as he could visit his whores. The pair of them still did their duty of course, as did you and Aemond.

Alysara and Alarys were the names that Helaena had gifted the first and only two children you would have with Aemond. In return, you had gifted similar names to her first two babes. Jaehaera and Jaehaerys had undoubtedly been Aegon's, but Maelor came as a result of Helaena's first night with you and Aemond. Though Aemond wasn't a bad father, you and your lover were mainly the ones raising the brood of Targaryen children. Almost as if it were only the two of you who had produced the small little family. If only it could've stayed that way forever.

~Here I am waking up, still can't sleep on your side

There's your coffee cup, the lipstick stain fades with time~

The blinding sun is what rouses you from your slumber rather than Helaena's airy whispers. It crawls through the corners of your eyes, forcing them to open, forcing them to stare at the wine chalice still left on the balcony's edge. You focus on the rose-colored imprint staining the edge of the glass, it's the same imprint that she often left on your cheek.

~If I can dream long enough, you'd tell me I'd be just fine

I'll be just fine~

You can almost see her, if you close your eyes slowly enough that is. The glare from the sun outlines Helaena's body as she bound towards the bed. Her wild ashen hair glimmers like whisps of wind and the laughter bubbling from her lips sounds like a handful of diamonds.

"You'll miss the sunrise, Issa jorrāelagon" My love. The moment she says those two words her image flickers. Her feet were now firmly planted on the edge of the balcony rather than the floor of it.

"Forgive me, Issa jorrāelagon" and just like that, the dream is over and Helaena is gone.

~So I drown it out like I always do

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you~

Squeezing your eyes shut does nothing to erase the memory, but wine does. The scarlet poison is what drags you from bed on this morning, and every other morning as well. The wildfire that it sparks in your throat keeps the memories behind a wall of fire.

~And I chase it down, with a shot of truth

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you~

Between every swig and every gulp, there is a breath. A sharp, hiccupping breath that reminds you that you're still alive. You're alive and Helaena is not. The breath is drowned out with another swig and then another gulp. You repeat the cycle until you're no longer dancing alone in the sunlight.

"I'm here, Issa jorrāelagon" The smell of citrus and grass announces her presence. It drowns you better than wine does. Burning not only your throat but your heart too.

~Cleaning up today, found that old Zeppelin shirt

You wore when you ran away, and no one could feel your hurt~

You reached out to touch her, hold her, anything to know that she was real. The cotton of her dress no more than grazed your fingers before it was pooling with blood. It ran down your fingers like spilled wine.

"You're not here, not really" Another swig, another gulp, this time to choke down the sobs. Before you know it, the walls began to sway. You reach out for the bedpost only to meet the cold ground instead. The stone floor is unforgiving against your head.

~We're too young, too dumb, to know things like love~

Innocent giggles and the telltale sound of lips bounce off the walls, " I'd like to do that again."

"I can't deny a princess now can I?" You had sounded so young, so naïve, nothing like how you were now. The only thing remaining true throughout your growth was the unwavering loyalty to Helaena. Even in death your heart only answered to her.

"You'll be a princess once you marry Aemond-"

"-I'd much rather marry you." Perhaps things would've been different if you were allowed to love Helaena openly. You could've asked for her hand, married her, saved her from birthing Aegon's children. Saved her from losing them because they were Aegon's children.

~But I know better now, better now~

"It should've never been you" Your sobs were the only truthful thing at the moment. Your husband had been the one to kill Lucerys Velaryon, so why was it Helaena who lost her son and not you? She had loved both of your children as her own, but their loss would've never driven her to madness as Jaehaerys's death had.

A son for a son, and yet they had taken much more than that. It started with a son and then ended with a lover. They had even taken your husband from you. It didn't even matter if you truly loved him or not. The fact that he was gone and with Helaena in whatever afterlife there was felt like torture to you. Aemond should've been here to keep you from drowning, but he wasn't.

~So I drown it out like I always do

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you~

"Hurry, you'll miss the sunrise!" You pushed yourself up on trembling arms and tried to stand. You got a few inches from the ground before your knee crashed back down.

" I'm coming, birdy, I promise" The pads of your fingers broke open as you stumbled your way along the rough ground. Every push and pull more agonizing than the last, but it all vanished once you looked up. Helaena's feet padded softly as she twirled past you and over to the balcony where her cup still lay. She brought the chalice to her rose-colored lips, peering over the rim as she did so. Your heart stuttered as her eyes met yours.

"Wait for me," you wanted to scream. Instead, you pushed harder, even grabbing the walls for leverage. Push after pull, scrape after scuffle, you eventually reach your love, your Helaena.

~And I chase it down, with a shot of truth

Your hands reached for her once more, " You're here-"

That my feet don't dance like they did with you~

"-muña?" You stumbled forward against the balcony's railing, Helaena disappearing with the wind. You turned your head to find your oldest boy, Alarys, with Jaehaera by his side. Her little eyes were wide with fear as she observed you crumpled against the same balcony that she had watched her mother jump from. Jaehaera's eyes were like a douse of cold water as realization dawned on you. Looking down, your feet left trails of scarlet, your dress was torn in places, and most importantly, you were alone. You had not been dancing, you had been crawling. Helaena was never here.

You were doing nothing more than dancing with the ghost of her.

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courtneygacha · 7 months

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My Precious Pt.2

@whumpdreamz , here’s part two! Thank you for being so kind <333

Part 1

Tw: Carewhumper, burns, mention of bruises, mention of collar, gentle Whumper, pet Whumpee

Whumpee woke up later. They had been laid in front of a fireplace and wrapped in a blanket. Their bruises had been tended to.

It took Whumpee a moment to remember things. And they did; they remembered that they had willingly turned themselves in to Whumper and were now at their mercy.

Whumpee suddenly sprang up from the blanket. They thought that maybe if they repented for leaving, they wouldn’t face a cruel punishment.

They suddenly slipped on the wooden floor and crashed into a side table. A hot mug was sitting there, and it got knocked down and splashed all over the floor and Whumpee. They screamed, both in pain and in fear for what Whumper would do when they saw what they’d done.

Speaking of the devil, Whumpee hear footsteps. They wrapped their burns in the blanket and cried.

The door opened and Whumpee stepped into the room. “God, you’re a clumsy one.” They said.

Whumpee sobbed, “I-I’m sorry, M-Master! I wasn’t l-looking where I w-was going!” Their hot tears stinging their burning arms. “P-Please don’t-“

Whumper strode over to them and knelt down at their side. They snatched their burning arms from underneath the blanket. Whumpee squealed and tried to pull away.

“Stop moving, it’ll make things worse.” Whumper said.

Whumpee didn’t listen and continued to squirm, but Whumper squeezed their wrist pretty tight and they stopped moving.

“I-I-I’m sorry M-Master…” Whumpee quivered.

“How are your bruises? Are they healing nicely?” Whumper asked, gently stroking their face.

Whumpee sat as still as they possibly could’ve as Whumper’s hand caressed their face slowly. Whumpee was waiting for them to smack them, grab their face and yank it, or even claw them with their nails, but they didn’t. What was happening? Was this real? Why was Whumper being so… gentle?

“Don’t look alarmed, my precious Whumpee…” they said, seeing Whumpee’s fearful eyes.

“M-Master? Why are you n-not hurting me?” They asked.

“People can change, darling… and besides, I have a new ‘pet’ to play with…” Whumper rubbed soft circles into Whumpee’s cheeks. They didn’t like the way Whumper put that, but decided not to question it if it meant not getting beaten senseless again.

“I’ll be back soon with some bandages for your burns… and you’ll still wear the collar for me?” Whumper held Whumpee’s chin. “You know how much I love the look on you…”

They rose from the floor. “Get some rest, my precious. You deserve it~”

Whumpee just stared blankly as they left the room, and heard the click of the look behind them. They were speechless. Didn’t know what to do.

They simply followed orders and went back to sleep.

Taglist: @whumpy-whump-fanfics @bookbutterfly9 @whatwhumpcomments @diamond-flavored-whump @whumpdreamz

#whump #whump writing #whumpblr #tw brusies #tw pet Whumpee #tw captivity #carewhumper #part 2 #tw burns #tw collar

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missingrache · 3 months

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10 fandoms 10 blorbos, very belatedly responding to a tag from lovely @windsweptinred:

1. Bioshock: Mark Meltzer

This man is the subject of my very first post on tumblr, he must be included here, I adore this sad fuck.

2. Homestuck: Diamonds Droog

A toss up between him and Slick. I was and am a Homestuck Intermission girlie and this must be acknowledged.

3. Dragon Age: Justice

I have many many Dragon Age faves and DAO and also Awakening is so so important to me, but Jorstin here is the fellow I have the most distinct and personal opinions about and is, aside from OCs like my Brosca Warden, Avi, the only one I have a strong rp/fic voice for. He’s such a weird and cool dude!

4. DC Comics/Animated Universe: Martian Manhunter/ J’onn J’onzz

My BOY. I love him most in the VERY specific comic pictured above (1988 miniseries that establishes the Martian gods as being flaming horrorterrors, as we see in Sandman w/L’zoril Dream, it’s GOOD SHIT)—but also in general. Criminally under rated and under represented. A sad fuck, a shape shifting horror, a stranger in a strange land, a bereaved parent, Doing His Goddamn Best. AND sometimes a noir detective send up.

Anyway, speaking of comics.

5. Sandman: Dream of the Endless

I am thrilled to be here in the year of our lord 2024 enthusing about and making friends over this scrunkly wet cat that I first encountered and dearly loved in high school. (I am more than halfway through my 30’s now, so it has been A WHILE). I’m counting Sandman and DC as separate affairs, sorry not sorry.

6. Our Flag Means Death: Izzy Hands

Loved him even before S2, fascinated, I want to put him in a jar and shake him but also keep him safe forever. I am a little soured on the show after s2, but I have dressed up as Izzy and would gladly do so again so he belongs here.

7. Supergiant Hades: Achilles

This SPECIFIC version of Achilles, who has died and continued growing through his pain and regrets and who is a surrogate parent to my BOI Zagreus, is. Fascinating. To me. I was so angry at first to find myself liking him as much as I did! It’s masterful how much characterization Supergiant implies with relatively little. He’s coming after Izzy on the list bc I came to them both in similar ways, looking at myself falling in love and going oh my god HIM? Seriously? And being like yup that war criminal there is my son now!!! (And now of course I’m fond of him all across the mythological/classical board, oh my god Hadesgame what have you done.)

8. Star Wars: Alexsandr Kallus

The only space nazi redemption arc I will accept. (Although I am watching Andor with friends right now and three double agent gingers across the begins to suggest a pattern which is very entertaining to me.)

Anyway A+ arc, love this bastard man, love his giant cat husband, single-handedly keeping me invested in Star Wars, hope his gay happy ending never gets messed with.

9. Les Miserables: Inspector Javert

Another character that I went oh my god REALLY??? That Guy??? About. But he’s so /funny/ in the Brick and Stars is lovely enough that I learned how to play barre chords on my guitar Just For That and look. Look. He is a bastard but he is MY bastard and I will read every redeemed!Javert fic that crosses my path forever the end. (Also a side note: Kallus was originally sold to me by @lokivangelist as “space Javert”)

10. The Witcher: Dandelion/Jaskier (all versions, but repping Hexer below because that’s my favorite!!!)

Throwing a curveball for the last slot! I’ve got a sad dad/monochrome aesthetic/loyal right hand/shapeshifting nonhuman/rigid worldview kinda pattern happening above, and my boi here slip slides away from almost all of those. Except for the loyalty. This man is an absolute ride or die for Geralt and I love that about him. He is also an obnoxious fuckboi but I love that too, especially in a story as heavy as the Witcher frequently can be. (My runner up for this fandom was gonna be book!Lambert, who is similarly narratively savvy and good at puncturing the heaviness of a scene without being straight up comic relief.)

There they are! Ten blorbos, I climbed that whole mountain and now I’m heading to bed. (Will tag folks tomorrow perhaps? But also feel free to invite yourself in and do this and say I tagged you if you like, because I am curious what my mutuals and etc . might choose!)

#ask memes #ten fandoms ten blorbos #about the tumblrista

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jenoutof10 · 22 days

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Thanks for answering my ask before. If you don't mind me asking (again), can I ask, who are your top 10 favorite characters (can be from books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......

HAHHA don't worry these asks are fun and i enjoy them so don't apologize for giving me a good time. i do apologise for taking such a long time w these asks, im actually horrible at articulating my thoughts (which is why i am not a writer HA) i think i might be forgetting some characters, or maybe i just dont have alot of faves

1. itoshi rin (blue lock)

i feel like he sticks out like a sore thumb here but he's very much no. 1... something about him being an antisocial introverted hater with abandonment issues, but also has skills to back up his arrogance and (besides all the hate he lets fester within him) actually has a pretty healthy lifestyle.

2. itadori yuuji (jujutsu kaisen)

everything about yuuji is so inherently GOOD and it both interests + pains me to see him being put through all these trials and tribulations of a dark shonen mc 😭

3. gojo satoru (jujutsu kaisen)

i think, like rin, what makes him so interesting is that he has this arrogant and disrespectful personality but then again he's literally the strongest so you cant do jack shit about it. but on the other hand he's this playful goofy (incapable) teacher who spoils his students. i also love OP (to the point it dont make sense) characters.

4. dazai osamu (bungo stray dogs)

i find his inability to be truly happy in any universe fascinating.

5. tachihara michizo (bungo stray dogs)

if i explained it would be major spoilers for s4 and s5 of bsd so i'll just say that his contribution to the plot in the recent seasons really did it for me. the jump from s1 to s4 was a KICK.

6. mikage reo (blue lock)

he's a sopping wet sock. i think this is what people call a gap moe... this perfect, highly capable and charming individual turns into the most pathetic instance of man when his best friend leaves him.

7. giorno giovanna (jojo's bizarre adventure: golden wind)

his birth origins are alr wild. his stand is wild. his battle strategies are wild. his ending is wild. he (alongside jotaro) is probably the least expressive but his personality is so unique lol. a lil rascal.

8. kita shinsuke (haikyuu!!)

its been a while since anyone has mentioned haikyuu for me but kita remains as one of my fav characters LOL i think he's just very refreshing since the cast is full of hungry teenage monsters eager to win and he's almost like a breeze of calm HAHA. the inarizaki team is also very dear to me bcs theyre packed w such cool and strong characters that interact dynamically lol

9. tsukumo yuki (jujutsu kaisen)

honestly, she was the most interesting female character in jujutsu kaisen (for me) until gege decided to trash her. her appearances from todo's flashbacks to her in shibuya were all so badass, plus shes a good example of a character type i really like that radiates strong-confident-fighter aura but isnt really the brooding/dark type... but fun! ykyk. (oot but i REALLY wanted yuki at #9 bcs of her name LOL, realistically she wouldve been at #7)

10. raiden ei (genshin impact) + raiden shogun

again, another insanely OP character that it doesn't even make sense. her lore is crazy. the second raiden quest was what got me hooked (best story quest ever lol), i honestly can't pinpoint what it is from that quest since its been a while but it changed my whole perspective on her and i've been a raiden fan since. a combination of design, personality, lore, and strength (and additionally the raiden ensemble)

honorable mentions:

kaedehara kazuha, zhongli (genshin)

higashikata josuke (jojo's bizarre adventure: diamond is unbreakable)

lelouch lamperouge (code geass)

oda sakunosuke (bungou stray dogs)

#🍑 ask jen #🍑 jen geeks

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jossambird · 2 years

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In the moon’s light P7 🌕

Ingo x F!Reader

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: Slight angst

AO3 for all previous parts

“I think Volo’s been trying to kill Y/N.”

“You- Wait a second here Adaman! You mean to say that you think Volo, that blonde Gingko weirdo has been trying to kill Y/N, and you’re just going to throw her a party?” Melli said incredulously as he quickly tried to gather his thoughts but found that he could barely think one up after Adaman’s previous revelation.

“The Gathering, Melli- it isn’t only to unite both clans-” Adaman continued, hands finally opening and letting Melli’s uniform go, the tall man in said uniform equally feeling as if he had been dropped with everything Adaman was revealing to him.

“She is in love with Warden Ingo, and he is in love with her. The Gathering is-“

Melli watched as both Pearl Clan Wardens continued to approach, Ingo and Calaba walking side by side, conversing with one another.

An unknown feeling welled inside of the Diamond Clan Warden as he observed Ingo, wind tilting the man’s bizarre hat back just enough for him to grab at it, remembering Adaman’s words; You loved Ingo, and Ingo loved you, neither of you knowing of the other’s love.

There Melli remained, continuing to eye both Wardens as they grew close enough to finally see him.

“Good afternoon Warden Melli!” Ingo’s booming voice greeted him as he began to stop, most likely intending to speak to him like he always did when they saw eachother. Not that Melli really wanted to talk to the man who had also fallen from the sky… just like you had.

It was only then that Melli looked down at the clothes in Ingo’s hold, surprise coursing through him at the sight. Why did Ingo have-

Behind Ingo stood Calaba, finger resting on her lip in a motion to demand silence, winking as she noticed Melli’s gaze flicker on her form.

“Good afternoon Warden Melli. Ingo, I shall continue on and leave you with Melli, Lady Irida requires my help.” Calaba said with a firm voice, already walking away from the duo of men, visibly not wanting to hear an answer back.

“I see that Mistress Calaba has given you her late husband’s.. attire.” Melli tried to say after a second of silence, eyes landing once more on a very familiar type of attire clutched in the Warden’s hands.

‘Of course Calaba would do that’, Melli thought, eyes flickering back for a second to her retreating form.

“Yes! Lady Calaba was most gracious to gift me such an important attire for the Gathering! I shall wear it with pride.” Ingo happily replied, face far too neutral compared to his tone, in Melli’s honest opinion.

For what felt like the 50th time, he watched as the strange Warden looked out upon the vast land, as if searching for something… someone.

“Adaman has informed me that Lord Wyrdeer has already departed to fetch Y/N.” Melli decided to say, words startling Ingo, as if he’d already been lost in his own thoughts.

“A-Ah, yes? That is most welcome news, Lady Y/N will enjoy the festivities!” Ingo said after a moment, searching for his words. The simple act of hearing of your impending arrival caused the soft flames inside of Ingo’s body to burn brighter, thoughts wandering as he tried to imagine just how beautiful you would look.

You hadn’t realized just how fragile a healing leg could be until now.

You were quickly learning that singularly important fact as you rode atop Lord Wyrdeer’s back, each little bump sending a fiery hot pain up your faintly bruised limb, drawing another hiss from you.

Once again, the Pokemon Lord turned its head to the side, eyeing you to be sure you were alright.

“It’s alright, we can continue.” You smiled, petting its fur in what you hoped would be perceived as a sign to continue. The Lord huffed, continuing on, seeming to give you another side eye as if he knew you were lying.

You felt lucky to have your shiny Hisuian Zoroark following you. It walked slowly beside you, seeming as if in deep thought, and truthfully? It was. It could see just how stressed you were becoming with each step closer to arriving at your destination.

It had noticed the signs between you and the man with silver eyes, remembering how the sound of your heart had accelerated in the man’s presence and not to mention the scent that both your bodies had given off.

Furthermore, you had been the one to boldly ask for it to familiarize itself with your scents intermingled…

Then why did you now reek of such negative emotions if you were on your way to see the silver eyed man that made your heart race?

Your Zoroark didn’t like it, yellow eyes shifting back towards you, wondering if it could bring you joy instead. Silently, it watched as you winced once more, the culprit most likely being your injured limb as the Pokemon beside it continued to walk its quick pace.

Quickly did it shift into the father figure you loved, holding itself exactly like the man did when reading your new entries in the Pokédex. To its elated surprise, you gasped at the sight of it and laughed, congratulating it on a perfect recreation.

It continued, switching between various people it had seen you interact with. That old man you called Ginter, the woman named Cyllene, even going as far as transforming into Nurse Pesselle, pretending to chastise you about your knee, just like it had watched the pink-haired woman do.

It was only when it shifted into a certain Ginkgo merchant did your smile leave your face, unease settling in your soul.

Your heart began to race but not in a good way, rationality flying out the windows of your mind and yelling at you to escape as Volo turned to look at you once more.

Vaguely, in the far far recesses of your mind, your brain recognized just how incredible the extent of which your Pokemon could imitate the man was, Volo’s dead eyes staring back at you, hands reaching for you-

“NO!” You yelled out, almost falling off of the Noble Lord’s back as you tried to scramble away from Volo, scaring both Pokemon. Quickly did your Zoroark try to understand what had happened, guilt heavy on it’s mind as it realized the form it had taken had been the one to scare you so, the pungent nauseating scent of your fear staining the air around you. It could see the way you now shook, hands gripping at the Noble Pokemon beneath you with your eyes closed.

It hurriedly took the form of the being it knew you loved, remembering the man’s face clearly as if you still stood alongside him in Horseshoe Plains.

“Lady Y/N.”

You startled at the familiar sound, heart now racing for an entirely different reason as you were mentally brought back into time, remembering just how you had startled from your seat up upon the rock you had sat on.

‘Ingo’ stood before you, form relaxed and silent, yellow eyes watching you intently as you watched it back.

It was almost heartbreaking as realization hit you, the error of you previous actions catching up to you.

Your poor Zoroark had no clue what Volo could have possibly invoked in you.

You carefully descended from Lord Wyrdeer’s back and approached ‘Ingo’, smiling softly as your Pokemon whimpered, trying to communicate something with you.

“I'm sorry for how I reacted, Zoroark, it wasn’t you that scared me.” You cooed, hands moving and caressing its face and fur, the illusion of the man you loved quickly dissipating into thin air, leaving you to stare back at your Pokemon.

It required no words of apologies from you, its master, choosing instead to bury its face against your shoulder as you held it close, whispering words of praise at its amazing illusion skills.

Your heart slammed against your ribs as you neared the new settlement for both Clans, eyes flickering to and from the form you knew to be Ingo’s, not wanting to make this any more uncomfortable then it would already be. You couldn't help but imagine a dozen of outcomes this all could have, none of them including you under Ingo’s frame, thighs wrapped around his hips.

‘He didn’t come back because he wasn’t interested in you like that’, you mentally repeated to yourself, needy chills climbing up your spine as you instead tried to take in the beautiful view before you.

Different varying sizes of yurts and huts had already been built for the Gathering while more Diamond and Pearl clan members worked together in erecting more, children of both clans zipping around the vast area.

What seemed to be a large yurt lay against the ground farther away, more members of each clan chatting amongst eachother in what seemed to be a small argument on how to begin building it. Your staring must have caused the hairs on a woman’s neck to rise as seconds later, she curiously turned, wide eyes landing on your approaching form.

“Lady Y/N has arrived!!” She yelled out like a mother Pokemon alerting its young, dozens of heads following her line of view and landing on you, including Ingo’s searing gaze. You cursed silently at your lack of luck, a soft smile plastered against your lips as the woman waved to you in greeting. More Clan members filtered out of the yurts, joyful cheers erupting as Wyrdeer neared the settlement at a slower pace (which you silently thanked him for, whispering softly that you would bring him berries for his amazing work).

Gaeric had watched with interest as you approached before drifting his gaze towards his fellow Pearl Clan Warden, who had yet to fully see your beautiful form. He softly chuckled, remembering Irida’s bold request.

“Adaman has requested our aid in helping Y/N and Warden Ingo confess their feelings for one another.”

Oh, he was going to do way more then get only a confession out of his strange but kind Clan brother.

Ingo stood passively beside the now silent Melli as you continued to approach atop of the Pokemon Lord, waving back at the multiple Clans members who greeted you.

Oh, you were even more breathtaking then he had last seen you, your hair already up in a seemingly formal fashion. Ingo wondered perhaps if Zisu had helped you, or Cyllene.

As if by impulse alone, Ingo began making his way towards the crowd who now encircled you, hands burning with how they craved to help you down from atop the Noble Lord’s back and proclaim his love-

A dizzying sound of silence filled his ears as he watched Warden Gaeric rush to your side, smiling dazzlingly as he stared up at you.

“Y/N! Let my muscles help you down!” Gaeric said, Ingo’s sharp gray eyes also drifting up to you instead of the man waiting to be allowed to help you. You smiled widely, a laugh exiting your lips for-

For Gaeric.

Not for him, like he had seen you smile while meeting him at the Training Grounds so many times before, smiling at him while watching Zisu yelling at new recruits, no. You were smiling for Gaeric, hand gently moving to the man’s outstretched one, holding it as he began helping you down and off Lord Wyrdeer’s back. The blue haired Warden’s hand remained on your person, drifting slowly to the dip of your lower back.

A spark of jealousy ignited inside of Ingo as he watched Gaeric continue to help you instead of him, hand now firmly pressed to the middle of your back…

It also didn’t escape Ingo that this was now the second time he felt envious of Warden Gaeric, the first time being when Lady Irida had informed him all the weeks ago of your unfortunate incident.

A noise came from behind him, startling Ingo briefly before remembering that he had been speaking with Melli just moments ago. Oh how you scrambled his brain and thoughts, so much so that he had forgotten about the man’s presence.

“I.. heard that Lady Y/N has many suitors after her hand.” Ingo murmured to the tall man after a tense second, deflating considerably.

The faint optimism that had spread within him after his chat with Lady Calaba dwindled, causing him to wonder if he’d perhaps truly lost his chance to be yours by not returning to Jubilife Village after the rumor had begun. Hope that had burned so brightly sparked within his chest.

No matter how Ingo tried to hide it, Melli could hear the yearning in his voice, hear the absolute need in his tone as he regarded you from afar, hands flexing at his sides as if to restrain himself from running to you.

The news didn’t really surprise the tall Warden much; you were beautiful, smart, strong, and a courageous woman, only a fool wouldn’t want a woman such as yourself to be theirs.

But at the same time… it did surprise Melli. It was only a mere few months ago that practically half of the people of Hisui had heard of you, everyone weary and mistrustful of the strange woman fallen from a space rift in the sky. Including him.

When had you begun to receive offerings from suitors? Who was to accept or deny each one?

For what felt like the 51st time today already, Melli watched the Warden beside him, and decided to refrain from teasing or insulting the man.

“I was not aware. I wonder who Y/N will pick to be her husband.”

Both Warden’s silently watched your interaction with the muscular Warden; you smiled gratefully to Gaeric for his help, but Melli could see the touch of unease grace your visage.

It was only when Gaeric laid his hand on the small of your back to lead you to the women’s tents did you turn, usually brilliant bright eyes now searching behind you, head turned as far as you could go before disappearing entirely into the crowd.

#pokemon ingo #ingo x reader #pla ingo #submas ingo #jossambird writes #in the moons light fic #warden ingo #pokemon arceus

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brynns-world · 1 year

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【ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ　ｎｉｎｅ】

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂𝔀𝓸𝓫𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Toriel wasn’t joking, you really needed the sweater once getting out of The Ruins. Right in front of you, everything was covered in a lovely pure white. The glistening created with the light that hits the ground made it look like a million tiny diamonds.

You would be enjoying it if not for the fact that you are shivering like a chihuahua.

“Are you sure you are okay?”

Chara looks at you concerned as you try to walk forward. However, you seemed to advance a millimeter with each step you took. Looking to your left, you muster up a thumbs up at your friend and even with your teeth clattering like crazy, you answer them verbally.

“This is the only way, right?”

(I refuse to write stuttering unless the Undertale characters do so in the game)

Nodding slowly, Chara floats behind you and drops their arms over your shoulders. Confusedly looking up at them, you tilt your head as they look to the side instead of your eyes.

“You are as cold as ice Chara…but thanks for trying.”

Continuing forward, you admire the beauty of the forest. The cold has never been your favorite climate given the fact that you are a plant. On the other hand, you love it because it's the perfect excuse to use layers upon layers of clothing.

Then there was a big log right in the middle of the pathway.

“Don’t even think about taking it out of the way. It’s too heavy to pick up and from what I saw, you don’t have the force to flip a simple switch.”

“Okay get off me now.”

They chuckle as you give them a glare while swatting them away with your hands like one would do to an annoying mosquito. Sticking out their tongue at you, you answer with a playful scoff and pass the branch with a small jump.

Not even a minute later of walking, you heard a loud snapping sound.

Freezing on your steps, you feel anxiety crawling up your back. Deciding to not take any chances, you dash the rest of the way while chanting a bunch of ‘hell nah’s with your companion being dragged automatically.

You came to a halt when a wood bridge was presented in front of you. Once deciding that it wasn’t going to stop you, Chara bumped harshly on your back and made you faceplant on the ground. (haha get it? faceplant).

The two of you were trying to ease the pain of your heads literally cracking each other’s skull when the sound of footsteps started making itself present.

“H u m a n.”

‘mydeitiesIhavevelievedinyoumywholelifepleasehavemercyonme.’

“D o n ’ t y o u k n o w h o w t o g r e e t a n e w p a l ?”

‘I CAN STILL MAKE IT IF I RUN BUT MY LEGS ARE FREAKING FROZEN AND I DON’T KNOW IF IT’S BECAUSE I’M A PLANT IN SNOW OR BECAUSE I’M FREAKING STUPID AND I’M GONNA DIE LIKE THOSE BLONDIES ON HORROR MOVIES THAT FOR SOME REASON ARE ABLE TO RUN ON HEELS. Damn, how do they do that? like slay queens with strong legs wait no I’m supposed to be panicking-’

“T u r n a r o u n d a n d s h a k e m y h a n d.”

‘HESTIA WHAT DO I DO I’M GONNA DIE MOM TORIEL PLEASE TAKE ME BACK.’

Deciding to accept your destiny, you turn around to shake this creep’s hand while making your will mentally. Your hand comes in contact with a cold one and suddenly…

P f f f f t

The sound made you jump while the person…er skeleton? chuckled at your reaction.

“The old whoopee cushion in the hand trick, it’s ALWAYS funny.”

Chara gave a slight pat on your head that snapped you out of your trance. A snort was produced, being embarrassed that you were getting so paranoid for nothing. Laugh to not cry they say.

“Huh glad you liked it. Anyways, you’re a human, right? That's hilarious.”

You were able to see the knowing look that Chara gave you through your peripheral vision once you nodded at the skeleton's question.

“I’m Sans. Sans the Skeleton. I’m actually supposed to be on watch for humans right now, but...y’know…I don’t really care about capturing anybody.”

Now that’s relieving, you were getting ready to run for your life and probably die as Toriel and Flowey mentioned. It would be kind of awkward to die as soon as you left The Ruins.

“Now my brother, Papyrus… he’s a human-hunting FANATIC.”

‘God-freaking-dammit’

“Hey, actually, I think that’s him over there. I have an idea, go through this gate thingy.”

“This is a gate…?”

Your confused look made him chuckle. Shrugging, he answered comically.

“Yeah, go right through. My bro made the bars too wide to stop anyone.”

Standing still for a moment, you stare at him. Sans started to get a little uncomfortable under the intense gaze, however it seems like you found whatever you were looking for in him. He was about to question it, but decided to let it be once he noticed you get more relaxed and finally moving forward.

“Quick, behind that conveniently-shaped lamp.”

Running to the lamp that is located literally in the middle of snow, you sit down with your knees to your chin in order to be completely covered. Your butt is really crying right now. Chara decided to sit down next to you, shoulders and knees brushing against the others occasionally because of your shivering.

The sound of loud footsteps immediately filled the quiet atmosphere, followed by Sans greeting his brother.

“Sup, bro.”

“You know what ‘sup,’ brother!”

The loud voice took you off guard, making you flinch and lightly hit your head with Chara’s hand who was playing with your hair. Their snickering received a playful shove caused by your elbow.

“It’s been eight days and you still haven’t recalibrated. your. puzzles! You just hang around outside your station! what are you even doing?!?”

“Staring at this lamp. It’s really cool. Do you wanna look?”

That skeleton sure has a death wish cause you are gonna bust his ass if you die this early.

“No!! I don’t have time for that!! What if a human comes through here!?! I want to be ready!!! I will be the one! I must be the one! I will capture a human!”

‘That reminds me of that Lemon Demon song...'Cause I'm the right one, on my touch-tone, touch-tone telephone, I'm the only one…”

While you sing mentally, Papyrus poses heroically with air that appeared out of nowhere flowing through his scarf.

“Then, I, the great Papyrus will get all the things I utterly deserve! Respect…Recognition…I will finally be able to join the royal guard! People will ask, to, be my, ‘friend’? I will bathe in a shower of kisses every morning.”

That last part took you out of your concert.

‘Shower of kisses? Ew physical contact with living beings…’

“Hmm…maybe this lamp will help you.”

Sans shrugged and nodded towards your direction. Luckily, his brother didn’t even bat an eye…eye socket? at the lamp.

“Sans!! You are not helping!! You lazybones!! All you do is sit and boondoggle! You get lazier and lazier every day!!!”

The stomping of his feet seemed to increase in force with each word he spoke. The short skeleton didn’t seem affected by his brother’s annoyance and continued to joke around.

“Hey, take it easy. I’ve gotten a ton of work done today. A skele-ton.”

He sent a wink towards your direction when he heard your covered snicker. It’s so bad that it’s funny, okay?

“Sans!!!”

“Come on. You’re smiling.”

“I am and I hate it!”

‘Same bestie same’

Papyrus sighed to get rid of his smile before continuing with his scolding.

“Why does someone as great as me have to do so much just to get some recognition…”

‘Damn, wish I had that confidence but at the same time that’s kinda sad Papyrus…’

“Wow, sounds like you’re really working yourself down to the bone.”

Sans shrugged while winking towards you once again. He chuckled, a little too loud, to cover the snickering that you weren’t able to keep in.

“UGH!!! I will attend to my puzzles as for your work? Put a little more ‘backbone’ into it!!!!”

Papyrus’ pun was followed by his loud and proud laughter. This time you giggled more because of his laugh being contagious than his bad pun. You were able to calm your giggling down when Papyrus left this zone. Only to laugh a little more when he came back to say a last ‘heh!’.

Once the coast was clear, Sans called out to you.

“Ok, you can come out now.”

‘Wow is it that obvious how gay I am?’

Standing up, you lightly pat your butt to get rid of the snow. Sending an disturbed look to Chara when they said ‘I can help you with that’ before walking in front of Sans.

“You oughta get going. He might come back, and if he does you’ll have to sit through more of my hilarious jokes.”

“Your brother doesn’t sound as threatening as I thought, he’s actually kinda cool.”

That comment made Sans’ smile widen, if that’s even possible.

“Huh, well my brother’s been kind of down lately. He’s never seen a human before, and seeing you might just make his day.”

And that just activated your people-pleaser switch.

However, you still have to be careful. Papyrus did mention the royal guard so that must mean he could know people from there or inform someone from there about you.

Looking to your right, you see Chara floating upside down and just trying to catch snowflakes with their mouth. Remembering that you can’t talk with them right now, you finally answer.

“...I’m going to think about it. Sorry, I don't want to make any rushed decisions.”

“That’s fine, thanks a million. I’ll be up ahead.”

As soon as he is out of your sight, you turn to Chara and practically ask them what to do with your eyes. They sigh when they notice the anxiety swirling through your eyes.

“It’s okay you can talk to Papyrus, he’s far from being a threat. Nothing bad will happen.”

That calms you down, giving them a nod you continue through the path.

A Floating Star!

Walking to it, you touch it while Chara does their narrating thing.

“It still fills you with curiosity how convenient the lamp was for you.”

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An encounter with a comedian named Snowdrake that Chara seemed annoyed at, and seeing a fishing rod with a photo of a monster with its number on the back. That was weird. Well now you finally advanced, in front of you was Sans and Papyrus in all their glory.

“So, as I was saying about Undyne…”

Stopping midway through his sentence, Papyrus notices you standing there awkwardly. Turning to his brother only to see him turned to you. When he turned to look at you again, Sans turned to him.

Yeah you get it. It just looked like they were doing a whole 360 with how fast they were turning.

Suddenly they stopped, making you flinch when the both of them were looking directly at you. Then they turn their backs at you and start talking ‘discreetly’ about you.

“Sans!! Oh my god!! Is that a human!?!?”

Looking at you once again, you turn your gaze to the snow to prevent eye contact. Chara noticed your uneasiness and started giving you head pats.

“Uhhhh…actually, I think that’s a rock.”

“Oh.”

Papyrus sounded somewhat disappointed but still suspicious.

“Hey, what’s that in front of the rock?”

“OH MY GOD!!! is…is that a human?”

“yes”

“OH MY GOD!!!”

‘What the…?’

“Sans! I finally did it!! Undyne will…I’m gonna…I’ll be so…POPULAR!!! POPULAR!!!

POPULAR!!!”

Papyrus couldn’t even finish his sentences, moving his hands in all directions to show his excitement. Suddenly he cleared his throat to give a more ‘professional’ look. Looking directly at your direction, he pointed at your figure with his index finger.

“Human! You shall not pass this area! I, the great Papyrus, will stop you!!! I will then capture you! You will be delivered to the capital! Then…Then!!!”

Papyrus’ positions his hand under his chin while directing his gaze to the floor trying to think about his next words.

“I’m not sure what’s next.”

Sweat dropping at this, you glance quickly at Chara to see them giving you a smug look that screams ‘told you so’.

“In any case! Continue…only if you dare!!!”

With that, he turns to walk away while freeing a set of eager giggles that he couldn’t contain anymore.

Seeing this, you and Sans chuckle a bit before the skeleton turns to you.

“Well, that went well. Don’t sweat it, kid. I’ll keep an eye socket out for ya.”

Giving you a final wink, he turns to walk in the same direction his brother went. Taking a deep breath, you prepare yourself for whatever is about to come your way.

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After an encounter with a weird dog that apparently can’t see things that won’t move, you reunite with Sans in front of a frozen lake.

“Hey, here’s something important to remember. My brother has a very special attack. If you see a blue attack, don’t move and it won’t hurt you.”

‘Poor colorblind people.’

Thanking him for the advice, you continue walking. However, your foot slipped as soon as you took a step.

“HOLY SH-”

You forgot about the frozen lake and ended up falling on your back. Sans snorted behind you while Chara completely roared with laughter.

Massaging the back of your head that got slammed on hard ice, you groan while trying to sit on your butt. Sans approached you from the side of the lake, careful not to step too close to the ice.

“You okay bud?”

“There goes my spine.”

He chuckled and offered his right hand so you could get out of the ice. Once your crawling brought you close to the snow-covered floor, you were able to stand up.

“Better go before I humiliate myself even more.”

Sans gave you a small wave as you walked around the lake. Once entering the small path at the top, a glare was sent at Chara who was still trying to calm their laughter.

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After surviving Papyrus' life-threatening puzzles, resisting the spaghetti trap, living through the encounter with some dog guardians. and encountering a buff dog, you arrived at a long bridge. A few feet ahead, you could spot the skeleton brothers that have been entertaining you.

“Human! This is your final and most dangerous challenge! Behold! The gauntlet of deadly terror!”

Weapons surrounded you, a morning star, two spears, a cannon. However, not even the fire under you was the cause of your distress, but the fact that a dog was being held hostage with a rope dangling above you.

“When I say the word, it will fully activate!!! Cannons will fire! Spikes will swing! Blades will slice! Each part will swing violently up and down! Only the tiniest chance of victory will remain!!! Are you ready!?”

‘NO I’M NOT WHEN DID THIS GET SO INTENSE???’

“Because! I! Am! About! To do it!”

Preparing for the impact of the weapons, you stand there practically vibrating. Silence filled the area for a loooong minute and when nothing happened you gained a confused look.

“Well? What’s the holdup?”

Seems like Sans thinks the same as you.

“Holdup!? What holdup!? I’m…I’m about to activate it now!”

S i l e n c e . . .

“That, uh, doesn’t look very activated.”

‘STFU SANS IT’S BETTER THAT WAY’

“Well!!! This challenge!!! It seems…maybe…too easy to defeat the human with.”

Papyrus started to lose that confident look he carried before, as if he’s doubting his own decisions.

“Yeah! We can’t use this one!!! I am a skeleton with standards!!! My puzzles are very fair! And my traps are expertly cooked! But this method is too direct! No class at all!”

“Spitting facts king!”

The moment those words left your mouth, Papyrus brightens up and finally seems sure of his next words.

“Away it goes!”

‘THE DOG’

Not a good day for that dog as you can see. Chara wiped an imaginary tear with a tissue, mourning for the tragic fate the poor animal had to face.

Doing a 180 so you couldn’t see him, Papyrus let out a relieved sigh when the weapons were stored away. Turning back to you when he felt your curious gaze on him, he tried to act intimidating once again.

“What are you looking at!? This was another decisive victory for Papyrus!!”

He tried doing a victory laugh but it ended up sounding a little unsure, opting to better walk away from you. Well now the bridge is free to advance.

‘Welcome to Snowdin Town!’

Read the banner with red and blue letters at your left. A shop was located right after it connected to an Inn, but what matters to you more is the floating star located between the structure along with the box!

You didn’t actually store a lot of items in the box, thinking it would be smarter to save them in your bag making it easier to retrieve anything. The only item in the box is the phone that Toriel gave you.

A guilty feeling clawed at you when you first had the idea, but after noticing how often you thought of calling her, you decided it would be best to leave it in order to resist the urge.

Touching the star and enjoying the tingly feeling, Chara does their narration.

“As your eyes land on the friendly town, a feeling of curiosity fills your soul.”

Separating your hand from the star, your gaze shifts towards Chara as they motion to enter the store. Once being in front of the door right next to them, you turn to them instead of walking in.

“May I know why you do this little narration thing?”

Chara looked taken aback by your question. Averting their hazelnut eyes from yours, they shrug before answering.

“It’s just to pass the time I guess.”

Humming at their response, you decide to enter the lovely looking shop. Your hands are practically about to fall off because of the cold, this is the first time you enter a building since leaving The Ruins.

A purple bunny dressed in a white tank top over a black bra is seen on the other side of the counter. What looks like a bucket hat is resting over her head with two holes for her ears to breathe comfortably. The bunny’s arms are crossed over her chest while her pair of orbs observe you.

‘sorrymommysorrymommy’

“Hello, traveller. How can I help you?”

‘OMGTHEBRITISHACCENT’

Discreetly taking deep breaths, you decide that it’s not the time to be a simp for a female bunny. That would make you a furry or Legoshi, you are not sure which one is worse.

“Hello, I would like to buy something from here.”

“What would you like to buy?”

Looking at the options available, a ‘cinnamon bun’ called your attention pretty quickly. It reminds you of the time you baked cinnamon rolls with Toriel.

“One cinnamon bun please.”

“One cinnamon bun on the way.”

Placing the money on the counter, the bunny takes it. While turning around to pick a paper bag and some tweezers, the bunny starts talking to you.

“I can’t remember the last time I saw a fresh face around here.”

Taking the cinnamon bun with the tweezers delicately, she had a happy expression on her face. However, it quickly changed to an almost suspicious one with her next question.

“Where did you come from? The Capital?”

Shaking your head ‘no’ while taking the bun when she offered it to you; the happy expression returned on her face.

“You don’t look like a tourist. Are you here by yourself?”

“I’m with my friend.”

The words left your mouth before you could even think about them. Once realizing the mistake, you started to panic because she could talk to someone else about it. She did say that there’s not a lot of new people, so a stranger in town can surely become a hot topic.

“Oh! Are they waiting outside for you? It’s pretty cold, why don’t you invite them in?”

“I just stopped by for some food for them! We are actually gonna look for a place to rest…”

“If you are tired, you can take a nap at the inn. It’s right next door- my sister runs it.”

“Thanks, we’ll be heading there. Gonna get going, don’t want a popsicle as a friend.”

Nervously exiting the store and ending the conversation quickly, the bunny was only able to give you a goodbye wave. You rested your back against the cold wall as soon as the door closed and sighed deeply.

“What was that?! A friend?! Really?!”

“Oh I’m sooorry I thought of you! Of course I didn’t mean to! I forgot you are a ghost!”

“I’m literally see-through, how can you forget?!”

“I just got used to it okay?!”

“What will you do now if she tells someone else?! They’ll think you’re delusional when they see no one else but you!”

“You are just making it easier for them to see me yelling at the air!”

The both of you stayed quiet while staring at each other. After a hot minute, Chara suddenly blows air on your eyes.

“AUGH”

“HAHA I WIN”

Giving them a nasty glare, you turn around and enter the inn right next to the store. There is a counter with a pink bunny on the other side of it and what looks like a small white bunny, their ears barely peeking above the counter. Getting close to her, she gives a big smile when greeting you.

“Welcome to Snowed Inn! Snowdin’s premier hotel! One night is 80G”

Being too tired to care about the price, you leave the money on the counter. The bunny takes it and rummages through her desk before giving you a key.

“Here’s your room key. Make sure to bundle up!”

Offering her a smile, you go upstairs in search of the room given. It wasn’t hard as there are only two rooms in the Inn.

Opening the bedroom door, there’s only one twin-sized bed close to the left wall with a small circular table at its other side. A large rectangular table is placed close to the right wall and a lamp is located on the far right corner.

Standing still for a moment at the doorway, Chara watches as you take in the room’s appearance. Noticing the small frown on your face, they decide to ask about it.

“What’s the matter?”

“The bed is smaller than the one back in mom Toriel’s house.”

They gave you a look that shows complete disbelief.

“Are you actually being picky right now?”

“What?! No, you dumb hoe! I’m just saying that we might be squished together when lying down!”

“When did you get so comfortable to call me that?!”

Finally entering the room, you close the door right behind you before letting your body fall face-first on the bed. Extending your arms and legs to cover all the space possible.

“Hey move over!”

“No! Now there’s no bed for you!”

Although it came out muffled, Chara could still make out what you said. Groaning loudly and dramatically, they float over to you before letting themselves fall on top of your back.

Letting out a ‘oof’ you try to sit up while wiggling under Chara’s back.

“Get off, you freaking whale!”

“What? You are not enjoying being under my butt?!”

“That’s gross! We didn’t get close enough for this level of physical contact!”

Sighing frustratedly, you take the pillow of the bed before throwing it over your head with all your forces, which isn’t a lot. The complaints of your ghostly friend immediately filled your ears.

“You are just being plain rude!”

“And you are not?”

“Fine I’ll get off you if I can sleep on the wall side.”

“Fuck no. I’m not getting my feet snatched by the boogie man.”

"That's why I want the wall side."

They chuckled evilly and rolled to the side so they could be between the wall and your body. You couldn’t get a second to breathe because your body was immediately kicked out of the bed.

“Oh fuck…I can’t believe you’ve done this…”

Getting up from the floor, you get rid of your shoes because the snow is now melting and starting to wet your socks. Turning off the lamp, you immediately jump on the space next to Chara while letting out a weird sound.

“Hahaha what is wrong with you???”

“Shut up is a law to do that when turning off the light.”

The both of you got under the sheets, but soon after you got comfortable Chara let out a squeal.

“Why did you leave your socks on?! They are humid and cold!”

“I’m not sleeping next to you with my bare feet! That’s gross!”

“Take them off and just keep your feet away from mine, what the f?”

“I just don’t want my feet to get snatched :c ”

Sighing they gave up and decided to let you be. The both of you stayed quiet for a minute, getting a little awkward since last time you both had a late night talk…it didn’t end up too well.

“Sooo…could you tell me more about your witch town?”

Chuckling a bit, you think about what to say. Sure you have many memories and tales to tell, but you guess it would be better to get all explanations out of the way before they get confused.

“Well, Mossgarde is not located in the human world.”

“...What?”

“We had to escape to another ‘world’ when the war with the humans started. Actually, it’s not common for us to come live here.”

“Then why did you move here?”

Cringing at their question made them apologize quickly. Shaking your head, you reassured them that it’s okay before answering slowly.

“...Well, I don’t know the details, I just saw my dad leave through the door when I was stargazing… I had never seen my mother do a spell so quickly, my ring and her necklace were done as soon as I blinked. She packed our things like crazy the very next day to move out.”

As if to prove your point, your right hand shakily reached your ring finger in your left hand. Starting to fidget to calm you down, the explanation continued.

“Something must have happened between them but mother never talks about it…or about anything for that matter. I guess the town brings bittersweet memories for her.”

The image of Chara hesitantly moving their hands is visible through your eyelashes. It wasn’t until their cold hands came in contact with yours that you noticed you weren’t fidgeting with the ring, but pinching your fingers’ skin.

“My mom completely forbids me from going to the witch world ever since…I haven’t even done my real initiation ceremony in The Capital.”

Noticing your saddened look at the mention of the ‘initiation ceremony’, Chara decides to change the subject to take your mind off of this.

“What does The Capital in your world look like?”

The way your eyes brighten once memories started flooding your brain made a wave of relief wash over them. They really don’t like how downhearted you look when your mother is brought up.

“It’s absolutely beautiful! Witches from all types and covens reunite there for celebrations!”

“What kind of celebrations? I never thought of it but do witches have a different culture?”

“Well, before the war, witches were all over the world. When our ancestors arrived in our new world, they decided to celebrate the festivities from each culture to make sure everyone feels included.”

The way their eyes widened made you chuckle.

“So all cultures are a part of you??? It would basically be celebrating something every day?”

“Let’s say a family has ancestors from Hawaii, they will reunite with other families that have at least one ancestor from there too to organize and celebrate whatever festival may come. If you don’t have an ancestor from there it’s your choice to celebrate or not.”

“That’s amazing…”

“Now that I’ve seen the human world, I realized that growing up like this avoids a lot of problems. I really don’t get why humans judge each other so much?”

“Humans are stupid. They are a bunch of cowards, being afraid of the things that are different from them.”

“I wouldn’t say cowards. Everyone tries to protect the ones they love and themselves before anyone else.”

Silence settled itself between the both of you, and it wasn’t until now that you noticed how they never let go of your hands. Seeing their hands encasing yours made a feeling of reassurance rise in your body.

“Thank you for trying to distract me from my mother. Usually, I never even think about her, but I guess my mind trusts you enough to talk so freely.”

Chara smiled at this, feeling accomplished…before you decided to freaking pull on their right cheek.

“You know too much. You can’t back down on this friendship now.”

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“Hiya! You look like you had a great sleep. I’m glad you enjoyed the room! Feel free to come back any time.”

Thanking the nice lady, you exit the Inn with Chara following. There was a small igloo with a signpost next to it and when you decided to check it out, your ghostly companion read it for you.

“Don’t want to walk to the other side of town? Try the undersnow tunnels! They’re efficiently laid out.”

“Undersnow? I will definitely freeze.”

Walking through town you decided to not start conversation with anyone, it’s better this way in case the bunny lady at the store did talk to someone about you. No, these are not excuses to justify your anxious ass.

When walking close to a decorated pine tree with wrapped presents at the bottom, you stayed a bit to admire the little colorful lights. A yellow dinosaur-like monster was standing close to the tree on its other side. He saw you through his peripheral vision and started calling out to you excitedly.

“Yo! You’re a kid too, right? I can tell ‘cause you’re not as tall as any adult here.”

‘damn okay-’

There was a building with ‘Grillby’s’ on top of it, but what catched your attention more is a mouse monster with big ears being wrapped on a large green scarf standing close by.

Not being able to contain your giddiness, you decide to start a conversation with the little mouse. However, you are surprised when the monster starts talking before you can.

“Everyone is always laughing and cracking jokes, trying to forget our modern crisis…Dreariness. Crowding. Lack of sunlight. I would join them, but I’m just not very funny.”

Then they ran off to play with the snow, but you stayed there. Thinking over their words made you feel so bad, it has been almost 200 years since everything happened…

A big sigh comes out of your mouth when you feel Chara’s gaze, giving them a small smile and motion with your head to keep walking.

“A Library!”

“It’s Librarby-”

Ignoring Chara’s correction, you don’t hesitate a second to walk in the building. It’s…way smaller than what you expected but the sight of books keeps your excitement alive!

Practically teleporting to the bookshelf on the far right corner, you grab a book and open a random page to see if it peaks your interest. Chara’s murmurs were audible too since they are reading from the same page.

“Love, hope, compassion…This is what people say monster soul’s are made of…but the absolute nature of ‘soul’ is unknown. After all, humans have proven their souls don’t need these things to exist.”

Closing the book, you hug it to your chest and move on to the bookshelf at your left. Taking a hold of another random book, you wait this time for Chara to read it.

“‘Monster History Part 4’ Fearing the humans no longer, we moved out of our old city, Home. We braved harsh cold, damp swampland, and searing heat…until we reached what we now call our capital. “New Home”. Again, our King is really bad at names…?”

That's how you spent the next 90 minutes. Taking a random book, reading a page, and deciding if you should take it. The problem is that with each book you laid your eyes on…you wanted to take it with you.

Now here we are, Chara trying to stop you from taking the whole pile of books you got in your arms. It took them all this hour and a half to convince you to leave already, they don’t wanna spend another hour and a half convincing you not to take 20+ books.

“You can't take that many books!”

“Wanna fucking bet?!”

“You don’t even need them!”

Standing still for a minute, there is a heavy staring contest between you two. Chara is standing in front of you with their arms and legs expanded to stop you from going to the counter.

Suddenly, you run to their direction but change your body position to the left in order to evade Chara’s arms, nearly getting hit with the table where the old ladies are seated. Practically throwing your body at the counter, the books are placed for the bird-like librarian to check them out for you.

“I want to take these!”

Chara attached themselves to your back like a koala and started hitting your head while scolding you. The librarian only nodded and started doing his work silently, confused about why you did that.

Happily skipping on your step, you hum a little tune as the books sit comfortably on your arms. Then, you walk behind one of the trees that are between the library and a house and sit criss-cross on the snow.

“If you wanted to take a piss you could have said so.”

“Shut up, that's gross.”

“How are we gonna carry all these books?”

Chara observed curiously as you simply colocated the books on the ground before taking your bag off. Scoffing, they cross their arms and sit just like you by your left.

“It’s not gonna fit, genius.”

Ignoring them, you open your bag and start storing each book until there’s nothing left. However, the bag looks the same as always as if there’s nothing inside.

“Infinite bag, genius.”

Blowing a raspberry at them, you get out of the tree zone and continue walking with an impressed Chara following suit, asking you tons of questions.

The snow started falling faster as you continued, becoming too much to the point frost was very visible on your cheeks.

Chara was staring at you worriedly, they want to take you out of here but as every timeline, Sans is watching for the encounter with Papyrus. He would surely see you talking to thin air and become wary.

The sound of a whine coming from you caught their attention as they were thinking of a solution. Running to the tree zone at your left, they watch as you fall to your knees and hurriedly place your shaking hands on the bark of a tree.

They couldn’t make out what you were saying, but they could definitely see the small leaves sprouting from your palms and covering that spot of bark and its surroundings.

The slow rise and fall of your chest showed the deep breaths you were taking, with each breath the frost seemed to disappear.

So much for not wanting Sans to be suspicious of you-

Hesitantly, Chara placed their hands on your shoulders to gain your attention. Giving a heavy sigh, you remove your hands from the tree and look at your ghostly friend.

“...I asked for their help.”

Chara looked at you questionably, not knowing what you meant by that. A yawn interrupted you when trying to speak, making you cover your mouth with your hand which still had some leaves that sprouted from it.

“Now I can endure the snow a bit more, just like this pine tree.”

Encasing your left hand in theirs, they admire and carefully touch the leaves that sprouted from your skin. Meanwhile, you are rummaging through your bag using your free hand, pulling out the neatly wrapped cinnamon-bun.

Sleepily muttering something, you take your left hand from Chara before dividing the cinnamon-bun in two. Chara looked at you incredulously as you offered the bigger piece to them.

“You just casted a spell- no. TWO spells. I'm sure you’re tired as hell!! Eat it all.”

They pushed the piece towards you, and surprisingly you were able to put up some resistance.

“I feel bad when I’m the only one eating. Please?”

A small staring contest started but before Chara could blow air on your eyes to make you lose, your eyes began to become glassy. A wave of panic washed over Chara, they have never seen you cry. Slightly grumbling, they swiftly snatch the smaller piece which was in your other hand.

“Fine. But you gotta eat the bigger piece.”

They shoved the cinnamon bun piece in their mouth before you could attempt anything else. Too tired to continue arguing, you sigh and start munching on your own piece. Once you finished eating, Chara offered their hands to help you stand up; taking a hold of your shoulders when you wobble slightly.

“It wasn’t enough huh?”

Rubbing your eyes a bit to adjust your sight, you turn to your friend and show a small smile.

“I’m fine, it’s mostly this ring’s fault. Kind of keeps me from using my powers to their fullest you know?”

The journey continued with you advancing slowly but surely.

“Then why do you wear it?”

“Uh…it’s been years since I’ve casted any spell without the ring…it could be dangerous.”

The snow started to become thicker to the point all you could see was white and Chara by your side. Then, from all the white cold, a black silhouette emerged.

“Besides, I don't want anyone to see my mushrooms and leaves…it’s kind of intimate….”

Papyrus began talking as soon as you finished muttering that to your friend.

“Human. Allow me to tell you about some complex feelings. Feelings like…the joy of finding another pasta lover. The admiration for another’s puzzle-solving skills. The desire to have a cool, smart person think you are cool.”

‘My brain is not brain-ing…’

“These feelings…they must be what you are feeling right now!!!”

‘The what now??? I just want to sleep bro…”

“I can hardly imagine what it must be like to feel that way. After all, I am very great. I don’t ever wonder what having lots of friends is like.”

‘Again, Papyrus, that is very sad.’

“I pity you…lonely human…”

“I have Chara, tho…I don’t think I’m lonely.”

Papyrus wasn’t able to hear you because of how low you muttered that, but maybe some did hear it. Even if you couldn’t see his expression, you were sure that the way he moved showed that he was smiling and excited. Offering a hand towards you as he said his next words.

“Worry not!!! You shall be lonely no longer! I, the great Papyrus, will be your…”

‘-bitch. sorry Paps for I have sin.’

Papyrus let his hand fall back to his side, looking at the ground while thinking. Reality seemed to sink in since he grabbed at his head with both hands.

“No…No. This is all wrong! I can’t be your friend!!! You are a human! I must capture you!!!”

‘Racist much??? wait- I’m not even human-’

“Then, I can fulfill my lifelong dream!!! Powerful! Popular! Prestigious!!! That 's Papyrus!!! The newest member…of the Royal Guard!”

Your white soul was put out of your chest as a battle began. Anxiety bubbles inside of you since Papyrus has never seen your soul, his reaction and opinion about it really does matter to you.

Chara’s narrating voice brought you out of your self-conscious episode. Making you notice how you are able to see Papyrus more clearly now, his reaction to your soul however showed pure, innocent curiosity.

“Papyrus blocks the way!”

Not knowing what to do, you decide to give him a compliment hoping it could make him change his mind.

“You know I actually admire your personality! You are so dedicated to your dreams which is something I would love to be able to do.”

This statement caught Papyrus by surprise, making his posture change and his hands to stim for a minute. Chara turned to look at you questionably and somewhat annoyed.

“What!? Fl-flirting!?”

Oh damn…is that what this is??? You were beyond confused. Never in your life did you think that being nice was considered flirting. Maybe that’s why boys tell girls that they are flirty b- that just ‘play with their feelings’. Stupid boys.

“So you finally reveal your ultimate feelings!”

‘I just wanna sleeeeeeeep’

��W-well! I’m a skeleton with very high standards!!!”

‘my standard is a love like the studio ghibli movies-’

Papyrus waited for your next statement, looking flustered but trying to hide it with a brave persona. When nothing came to your mind, you turned to look at Chara who sighed and moved close to your ear to whisper.

“I can make spaghetti…?”

“Oh no!!! You’re meeting all my standards!!! I guess this means I have to go on a date with you…?”

‘WHAT NO THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS…wait is it?’

“Let’s date l-later!! After I capture you!”

3 bone(r)s came your way at a slow pace, it was easy to dodge and you are thankful for that. If the attacks came faster (i’m sorry-) you would surely get hit because of how distracted you are, the question of how dates work still on your mind.

“Papyrus is thinking about what to wear for his date.”

“Chara I don’t have anything to weaaar…”

Chara rolled their eyes and instructed you to spare him. You did as told, wanting this awkwardness to end so you could throw yourself down a cliff.

“So you won’t fight…Then, let’s see if you can handle my fabled ‘blue attack’!.”

A bunch of blue bones came your way, remembering Sans’ advice you stayed as still as you could hoping that your shaking didn’t count as moving. Suddenly your soul turned blue out of nowhere freezing you in one spot, getting you an ugly scratch from a bone that flew close to your arm.

Hissing at the pain, you put as much strength as you could to move your left hand towards the scratch in your right upper arm.

“You’re blue now. That’s my attack! Nyeh heh heh!!!”

The feeling of a pair of hands being placed delicately on your shoulders made you look at your friend. They were staring at you worriedly; offering a small smile you signaled them that you are okay.

“You’re blue now.”

Taking a deep breath to somewhat calm your nerves, you stare determinately at Papyrus before continuing with the spare option. Papyrus didn’t care though as he was busy muttering to himself while being in a thinking pose.

“Hmm…I wonder what I should wear…”

‘Bestie are you for real??? thinking of the date after you just beat me???’

Even if it was harder to move since your soul was still blue, you were able to jump above the bones like a bad bitch. Your landing was a bit messy- but it’s still cool that you were able to jump!

“Papyrus is trying hard to play it cool.”

The attacks started becoming a little harder and quicker, walls of bones coming right after the last one. The combination of white and blue bones confuses you a bit from time to time. Thanks to Chara’s advice and directions you have been doing somewhat fine.

That is until the bones started becoming taller…

“Not too long and I will use that special attack!!!”

Chara could see that you are struggling with the jumps, they were planning on trying to carry you above the bones. Some bones were changing their size as they came at you, the middle bone becoming too tall to pass.

You were getting ready to accept that you died once again, but the pain never came. Opening your eyes slowly, the greenish barrier that has been slightly protecting you is visible. Sighing in relief, the barrier breaks as soon as you land on the ground again.

Glancing at Papyrus to check if he saw anything, you only see him putting some cologne. Noticing your stare, Papyrus puts the bottle away and clears his throat(?.

“This is your last chance…before my special attack!!”

Being now confident that the barrier will help you a bit more, you jump above the tall bones. This is getting annoying in your opinion…

“Behold…! My special attack!”

Awaiting the so-called special attack, all you see is the dog from before munching on a bone.

‘YOU ARE ALIVE!!!’

“What the heck! That’s my special attack! Hey! You stupid dog! Do you hear me!?”

Papyrus angrily marched towards the dog with his hands on his hips, making said animal stand on alert.

“Stop munching on that bone!!!’

The dog started to slowly back away towards the tree zone with the bone between its teeth.

“Hey!!! What are you doing!!! Come back here with my special attack!!!”

Papyrus was starting to run after the animal before the dog just disappeared in the woods. Standing still for a minute, there was an awkward ambience. Shrugging as if it was nothing, he returned to his previous spot while you watched amusingly.

“Oh well. I’ll just use a really cool regular attack.”

“Papyrus is getting ready for a regular attack.”

Papyrus sighed deeply, being disappointed that his attack was stolen, he spoke bluntly.

“Here’s an absolutely normal attack.”

An absolutely normal attack came your way, some bones even forming the words ‘cool dude’. Then a ton of bones came your way with an even bigger bone at the end. You jumped as high as you could but the barrier did appear when you almost got hit with the last bone.

Giving a big sigh of relief, you simply step above the small final bone. Papyrus started panting while resting his hands on his knees for support.

“Well…I…It’s clear…you can’t!...defeat me!!...Yeah!!! I can see you shaking in your boots!!! Therefore I, the great Papyrus, elect to grant you pity!! I will spare you, human!!! Now’s your chance to accept my mercy.”

You accepted his mercy without missing a beat.

For some reason all your surroundings became clearer and the snow stopped falling as soon as the fight came to an end, you’re just glad you are not that cold anymore. Papyrus turned away from you while playing with his hands.

“Nyoo hoo hoo…I can’t even stop someone as weak as you…”

‘bro????’

“Undyne’s going to be disappointed in me. I’ll never join the royal guard…and…my friend quantity will remain stagnant!”

Guilty started to sink in your gut, feeling like it’s your fault that Papyrus is feeling sad. Hesitantly, you decide to speak up.

“Um…I may not be the best qualified person…but I do want to be your friend if you allow me, maybe that way I’ll become just as great as you.”

Papyrus turned so fast you’re concerned he got whiplash. The way his eyes seemed to hold stars in them made a small smile appear on your face.

“Really?! You want to be friends, with me???”

A nod was instantly shown at him, his energy rubbing off on you. His smile widened, if that’s even possible, as he colocated his hands on his hips.

“Well then…I guess…I guess I can make an allowance for you! Wowie!! We haven’t even had our first date…and I’ve already managed to hit the friend zone!!!”

Your smile became a little strained as you were reminded of the dreadful date coming your way. You are not too sure about what he meant at the end of his sentence but eh whatever makes him happy.

“Who knew that all I needed to make pals was to give people awful puzzles and then fight them??”

‘Not sure about that one but at the same time…it’s kind of what Chara and I did???’

“You taught me a lot, human. I hereby grant you permission to pass through! And I’ll give you directions to the surface. Continue forward until you reach the end of the cavern.”

Pointing with his thumb at the path by his back, he gave you a big smile. Then que kneeled a bit to be at your height, making sure you hear the next directions.

“Then…when you reach the capital, cross the barrier. That’s the magical seal trapping us all underground. Anything can enter through it, but nothing can exit except someone with a powerful soul…like you!!!”

Eyes widening a bit, you pondered about this information. A human soul is surely powerful, they have traits that can become scary…specially determination. Witches’ souls are strong, sure…but you are not sure if yours is powerful.

“That’s why The King wants to acquire a human, he wants to open the barrier with soul power. Then us monsters can return to the surface!”

Then his expression turned serious as he remembered something.

“Oh…I almost forgot to tell you…to reach the exit, you will have to pass through The King’s castle.”

‘fuckno’

“The King of all monsters…he is…well…”

Waiting anxiously for him to finish his sentences, a small jump is produced out of you when his expression suddenly changes to a happy one once again. He sure has some mood swings-

“He’s a big fuzzy pushover!!! Everybody loves that guy. I am certain if you just say ‘excuse me, Mr. Dreemurr, can I please go home?’ he’ll guide you right to the barrier himself!”

‘I don’t think it’ll be that easy Paps…’

“Anyway!!! That’s enough talking!!! I’ll be at home being a cool friend!!! Feel free to come by and have that date! Nyeh heh heh!!!”

Then he ran away, weirdly floating above you…maybe you saw it that way because of how tired you are.

Sighing deeply you pondered about what to do now, maybe the date with Papyrus is gonna be more chill than continuing the journey. You start walking towards the side of the path where you came from.

“Never thought I would be asked on my first date this way…”

Chara immediately stopped on their tracks. Turning to them questionably, you see a look of disbelief painted on their face.

“Wait- You’ve NEVER been on a date before???”

An offended look plastered itself on your face. You prepare a remark, feeling embarrassed that they said it like that.

“What about it?! Just saying since now that I won’t believe you if you tell me you had dates before.”

A smack to your head was delivered by an equally embarrassed Chara.

“It’s not like that! It’s just hard to believe that no one has ever asked you out…you are actually really attractive- no homo.”

‘Attractive? attractive?! Is that what they think of me?!’

“I mean if someone as good-looking as you has never been on a date, what hope do I have?”

A snicker left your mouth at that last statement, you never considered yourself good looking, thinking that you were pretty plain and normal. A thought crossed your mind, well Chara is already dead so you doubt they would get their date in the future.

Suddenly your hands were delicately taken by Chara’s cold ones. Their hazelnut eyes held a soft look as you both made eye contact.

“...Do you want to go on a date with me?’

Their question surprised you, that’s what you were gonna ask but they beat you to it. Taking your silence as something negative, they tried to explain themselves.

“I mean only if you want to! I already know how the date with Papyrus goes, and honestly I wouldn’t want that to be your first date experience…”

Chuckling at their rambling, you squeeze their hands to get their attention.

“I was actually going to ask you the same thing.”

The way a smile instantly formed on their face just felt right between you. Suddenly they started running to the other direction of the path, where Papyrus told you the journey would continue.

“Oh! Wait- where are we going??”

“Trust me I know a place!”

Because of the running you couldn’t stop to greet the other monsters that were seen in the new zone. Sans was about to call over to you but didn’t get a chance as Chara dragged you forward.

After a bit of running, Chara made you both go through a small hidden hallway. Only then was that they finally slowed down and allowed you to take in your surroundings.

Bright blue flowers littered this small zone along with blue typha, or water sausages, being close to a small lake of equally bright blue water. The grass looked like a darker shade of blue, being knee length tall makes it brush against your skin. However, differently from almost all the time this feeling didn’t bother you or trigger your sensory issues.

“Wow…this place is really pretty…”

While you were admiring the scenery, Chara was accommodating some things in the grass near the small lake. A small ‘hey’ took you out of your trance, looking at Chara you see that they put some plates with your favorite desserts.

Only that it was some of Toriel’s plates…and the desserts you baked at Toriel’s house…

“Where and when did you save all of this??”

“Where is magic, don’t question it, and I borrowed these while you were busy with Toriel on the day we were leaving.”

A small chuckle left your mouth, thanking them when they offered a cup of your favorite beverage. A wave of surprise washed over you when you took a sip to find out…it’s made just like you like it.

"How were you able to prepare it the way I like it?"

“Well…maybe I pay a little too much attention to you.”

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Even after the pastries were finished, the conversation was not. There was a lot of laughter and story-telling, mostly from you since it seems like Chara still has a hard time opening up about their past. Still they sure have a lot of jokes and interesting facts to tell.

The both of you were now seated close to the lake with your feet in the water, shoes discarded to the side. Chara was in charge of the music once again.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Meteor Shower - Cavetown

“Looks like you’ve taken a liking to Cavetown…you have taste.”

“The songs put me at ease…”

As your Cavetown playlist fills the air, calmness wash over you when watching the small waves of the lake. On the other end, Chara is battling with something on their mind.

Looking at your hand, all they see is the ring. They want to ignore it, but…

“Could you take off your ring?”

You flinched at their question, shuffling a bit away from them. Thinking about it for a minute, your right hand shakily covered your left one unconsciously. They took your hands in theirs when noticing the doubtful expression; staring at your eyes for any sign to let go.

“It’s okay! I don’t say it to see you use your abilities…I just want to see what you look like.”

“I’m not sure…I haven’t been without it for so long…”

Giving you a calm look, they let go of your hands deciding not to pry any further. However, you continued to ponder over this, well your mother is not here to stop it and you won’t use your powers so…

Sighing shakily, you slowly take off the ring that has been keeping you grounded.

Chara observed as small mushrooms and leaves sprouted from your head, small dots littering your cheeks like stars, the pattern of fern leaves being printed on the visible skin from your neck.

SIlence fell upon you.

Out of nowhere, the ghost grabbed your face with both hands and brought it close to theirs.

“What?! You have freckles???”

Sparkles were practically radiating off of them, their eyes shining as much as the floating stars you’ve encountered. Being embarrassed because of their attention, and because no one has ever seen you in this form, you lightly push their face away.

“It’s only a trait from the black coprinopsis picacea mushroom…”

You pointed to a small black mushroom with white spots that was resting comfortably on the left side of your head to prove your point. Chara inspected closely the mushroom mentioned and compared it to your freckles.

“I think your freckles look more like stars, oh wait this one looks like a small flower-”

They continued to tell you what your freckles look like. Trying to keep count of how many freckles you have but getting lost after 30 something, counting the mushrooms on your head and the leaves that seemed forever stuck.

Once they finished, a comfortable silence settled between the both of you. The look of genuine tenderness Chara carried made you feel so safe, so at home.

They carefully brushed their fingers through your hair, and even if they are dead you could feel the warmth that action carried. Treating you like the most precious gem in the world, like you could break if they made the wrong move.

“AAH-”

Chara screeched as they were pushed into the water. What? You got nervous, this is the only thing that came to mind.

Your laughter filled the air and Chara’s ears as they came to the surface, their hair sticking to their face. Playfully scoffing at you, they threw some water with their hands at you. As a response you kicked water at their face.

“Oh you are so on.”

Suddenly they took you by your waist and threw you in the water. A squeal managed to leave your lips as your body sinked for a second before you resurfaced.

A fit of giggles was produced out of Chara as they heard your high-pitched squeal. The both of you started throwing water at the other for a minute before Chara threw themselves at you for a hug.

The both of you sinked in the water, and silently agreed for a competition to see who would last longer. In the end you lost, coming to the surface, you took a deep breath.

“Pfft- I’m a ghost, remember? I don’t even breathe.”

A gasp left your lips as you stare at them with a look of betrayal. Water was rapidly thrown at their face as they laughed at you.

“You cheated! I didn’t know that! Of course you would win!”

Chara just floated on their back and pointed upwards to catch your attention. Looking up, you were mad at yourself that you failed to noticed the stars imitation on the top of the cavern

“Wow…”

Changing your position so you could float on your back too, you lightly move your feet to go in the direction Chara is. When your head lightly hits their stomach, they take your hand to accommodate your position so the both of you are side to side.

“Those are gemstones.”

“...I think it’s prettier than what we are able to see on the surface.”

After a while, you had to come out of the water so your clothes could get dry before entering Snowdin again. Laying on the soft grass side by side, you took one of the books you borrowed from the library and started reading. Chara rested their head closer to your shoulder so they could read with you.

The both of you stayed like that, reading together and hearing the calm sounds of water. Being in each others’ presence.

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Collywobbles:

Butterflies in the stomach.

New song added to Chara Tape A!

Meteor Shower by Cavetown

New song added to Y/N Tape A

Matilda by Harry Styles

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sorry if you saw the first version- it just didn't convince me entirely.

#charadreemurrxreader #chara dreemurr #chara x reader #undertale x reader #x reader #witch reader #reader insert #gender neutral y/n #genderless #fanfic

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hakuna-my-ass · 10 months

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Call me a bitch one more time

Maybe ill believe you

Call me a whore again

Maybe ill conceive you

Call me a slut to my face

Maybe ill believe you

Cause the way

I wade through the dirt

Is a pain

You cant see through

Call me your mom, call me your baby, call me your daughter

Call me whatever you want

I thank god im not your father

I would beat you, mistreat you, just like mine did

I wouldnt eat you, id leave you

To rot in your sins

Not here to please you, just deal you with the cards of your kin

Calling me your queen wont work cause bitch im a goddess

On the scene when i twerk

Cant help it im flawless

Tell me again how youre gonna cum all over my face

Show me again the way i feel pain

Tell me again about my ass and my titties

Like my uterus wasnt enough to give a buck fifty

Ya'll niggas iffy, filthy... long john? miss me!

Your bullshit squishy

According to the stars and the cards im a bull, hard headed

According to my pops, he's a dog, im hot headed

If i listened to any of you bitches id be mal tempered

I guess this is why rap was invented

Telling me i got legs for days when i got bills to pay dont distract me with your petty bullshit

I got brains for decades dont trash me ill behead you

Asking me for head? Youd rather be dead

Spitting on your grave, does that count?

Illy for years, been down south

Been in cuffs but i was rough before they tried to put me down

Like i cant fight, dont have might, i wear my horns like a fucking crown

Cause just like a bull i see red

But as a taurian i get paid diamonds, no respect

So tell me again how horny you are and how i make you

Show me again how you cum

And i may believe you

Born in May so its easy to distinguish sun from rain

All ya'll bitches run when you see me in pain

Cause my limit is about where my choker is

You helped me reach it so lets not forget i know how to choke a bitch

Like i said call me a bitch one more time

Call me dumb, ill show you whats mine

Cause none y'all have the stripes im covered in

Chinese eyes, my chinese sign starts roarin in this bitch

Y'all came straight outta hell

I came from something even lower

Learned and broke yall spells STOP FUCKING CALLING ME BROKEN

THIS BITCH IS BAD NO MAGICIAN COULD CLONE HER

They tried and failed not even the universe could own her

Put her in a ditch, shell make a pie and make you eat

Youll attempt to take everything

Fucking fakes nothing more than leeches

Got poems so old, damn i should start preachin

Cant say ive never been to church

The bible aint a secret

Y'all preaching to the choir

So i brought a choir just to sing this

Bring me down to the ground

I might believe you

Silencing me

Wicho irritating sounds

Yous a nuisance

Thinking yous all that?

But aint got time to prove it

GOD MADE ME BLIND BUT I SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT

The grass is greener where i smoke it

The waist got leaner

Now they tryna poach it

Taking credit for my successes, my strength, my will and why im the bestest

But i didnt see NONE of yall when I was in duress, hella stressed, just tryna make it out w me n mine

Yet over time i realised its just me and im mine

To make things CLEAR

Im not here to fall into your sextraps

Sextrolling while im rolling

Youre fucked cause i got strapped

Youve never seen a gem like me?

Thats common knowledge.

Oeh im so different?

Caught me yawning

Turned up the degrees to see where youre boiling

Dashed so fast couldnt even keep it a hunnid

Annoying. Disgusting.

As a vegetarian i dont eat meat

Why dfq do u think id wanna see yours when i open my feed

Yall aint got nothin better to do than to focus

On fucking

I got better shit and poo so i focus on commas

The only zeros im interested in are the ones on my bankaccount

I like danger and dangerous numbers that make me moan and shout

Not yo itty bitty dick wrapped up in clout

Next time you see me dont ask me how im doing cause good girls do it bad and bad girls do it badder and im the worst

Your sins cant make it better

ON GOD

Scratch that

Royal Deity

The unholiest chick with the most purity

Chique, fine and thick

But you wouldnt know bout nunna that

Intelligent, since we keepin it straight facts

Sharp shooter, never miss my aim

Even if i fail, still winnin this game

S/o to all the gamers, the players, the fakers

Addressin y'all as my main haters

Slapping my insecurities in my face

Like i might do somethin w it

Undress, heaving chest, make a mess in the kitchen

Callin me gay just cause yall aint got a pot to piss in

Mad pissed, yall blocked, try to mess with this bitch

On all fours like a horse come too close ill stomp ya face in

Insulting me vagée, she's not an animal, yall the pussies

Saying put it on my face

Like you got the right or earned it

Yall demands undeserving

High on supply i dont follow commands

Baby your stressed let me help you with that

Bitch please take a seat id rather do a handstand

Know your place before its too late and yo ass gets jabbed

Call me baby one more time i might believe it

Call me sweet once mlre and ill know youre deceivin

Call me your love, your honey, babycakes, babygirl

Havent been a baby since i entered this world

Tell me that you love me one more time and ill bust out my edges, limited edition blade collection

Jessica rabbit blasian

Blazing stages

Saying you wanna fuck

So i did

Sorry not sorry i fucked you up instead

Mustve been a slice of miscommunication

Over time i developed a bullshit translator

Not sick in the head, just sick of y'all

Planning me demise and downfall

Ik ben een lijdende leider, een overlevende strijder

Thats why i give myself errything i be wantin

Preparin myself for these scheming ass bitches that be hauntin

Mightve gotten startled in the past

But im badder and better so issa wrap

#song #rap #poem #poetry #lyrics

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the-witchs-archives · 11 months

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[STORY ARC: The Stranger]

Yogurt Cream was pacing around the room, with his robe off, holding himself close while trying to think about a solution

"Two weeks... two.. weeks, that shouldn't be that bad, right?"

He looked at the blonde thief in the room, shuttering as his brain tried to force the memory back up, to try and identify what he truly saw.

"Well.. one of us has to go out there, but I don't want to risk losing you."

"Dear Prince, why must you worry so? I am no fool, nor am I blind to the dangerous, outside world. Whatever beast is out there, no matter.. what monstrosity it appears as, I intend to avoid it. A thief like me has yet to be caught, aren't I right?"

The blonde thief let off a playful smirk, though under it, their grin held that worry.

"Love, you looked at that thing, didn't you? I've heard.. many, many things, across all of my ventures. It's not good if you did, and it's not good if I had looked too long as well.."

They spoke now, a concerned tone crossing their voice as that mischievous glimmer wore off to reveal that almost upset, darker tone to their eyes.

"W...well.. well I don't know I had looked at it, it feels like static behind my eyes.. I feel like I did but my mind felt like it was stabbed with a sword."

Yogurt Cream sighed, looking at the thief before walking toward the tall mirror in his room to inspect his wounds from before he saw the beast.

Looking at himself and staring into his own eyes, he was trying to remember what happened before all this, before he saw the beast and even before his arm was marked by a black diamond that made the monsters flock to him.

'Why is my memory failing now?'

He thought to himself, before closing his eyes so he can turn to face the phantom thief.

"I swear I remember so much more but... it feels that my memory is failing."

"Oh, my dear... I wish I could help, but I am only a cookie, I cannot repair memories.. It worries me, I worry for you. What you speak of are common symptoms of something that has been called "Mind Burn". Something I had heard from others, those affected and unaffected."

They spoke gently, approaching the Prince and gently taking his hands. The gloves, which they wore, were soft to the touch and even comforting. One hand was let go, the Thief's palm caressing Yogurt Cream's face.

"Promise me this, will you? When you hear the sounds of the beasts outside, close your windows and make sure you cannot see through them. It may only worsen your already existing conditions..' They sighed, a soft smile crossing their face that seemed somber in tone. 'I don't want you to suffer more, it already hurt me enough when the diamonds appeared."

"I trust you, two weeks may be a long time but soon enough, the time will pass."

Yogurt Cream felt like he knew so much more, he only knew his city was in ruins, Lilac was gone, and all his troubles from the past just.. vanished.

"No.. there's more to this, I know there is! But.. the oldest memory I have of this, is the wounds on my chest.."

He looked up, trying to force the memories back up but it only hurt him to do so, his eyes watering as the pain returned with faint memories.

He knew there was more, but it was all a burning sting to try and remember it all.

"Roguefort... what happened before this? Do you have memories of me before I began showing symptoms? What did I do? Is this a mind destroying condition? What will happen to me?"

Yogurt grew worried, he thought that Lilac was loyal and would remain with him until death, now he only knows Lilac ran away despite this.

"I remember you before this... If I were to be honest, it wasn't flattering of you to say the least... I don't want to lose you, though. I will do everything in my power to keep you alive, you're too young of a prince to die so soon."

Roguefort responded with a half-hearted smile, their words being genuine rather than a white lie.

They were going to do whatever it takes, like anyone would for someone so close suffering with mind burn.

"I'm not asking for comfort, I'm asking if you know anything before this encounter!"

The Yogurcan snapped at them, he wanted answers, and he knew they would have them as they barely left his side once they fell in love, even during heists, they would come straight home to hide.

"Why would Lilac swear loyalty yet flee upon the news of extraterrestrial life? I'm.. I'm paranoid, aren't I?"

He sighed, sitting down in a heavily cushioned seat, wondering why this was all happening now.

"I'm going to assume I'm just paranoid."

"I'm just... paranoid.."

He sobbed, he all hurt, he had been betrayed by his royal bodyguard, threatened by assassins, now exposed to the sight of an entity known to destroy the minds of its victims

He couldn't help but pull at his own hair, sobbing even more as strands of pale purple fell to the ground.

The thief, sighing at the poor sight and soon to be declining condition of the prince, approached with open arms. Their smile had dropped to a neutral expression that still held concern, and as they wrapped their coat around the other, they simply held him close.

There weren't any words needing to be said, they simply combed the stressed hair of the prince with their fingers, repositioning it as if to get rid of the damage done.

"You are acting paranoid.. but it will get better. Lilac betrayed you, but you still have guards, you're still protected. I remember a beautiful prince who spent his days relaxing, as you were never much to rule with an ever seeing eye... I will make sure you are safe and sound now, even if I go far. I adore you, Yogurt Cream."

Roguefort spoke gently now, a soft tone as if to let Yogurt, and only Yogurt, hear their words; Like the world wasn't allowed in on their conversation.

Yogurt Cream nuzzled them, tearing up at the pressure applied to their head but decided to ignore it to show his affection. He could only worry about how fast he'll decline or how painful it would be, though right now, he could only focus on his partner, a sweet relief from his suffering.

"I love you, Roguefort.."

He whispered, thinking about all the things he should do before his condition got worse, despite the outside world being a threat to his sanity at the moment, trying not to worry but the feeling ate away at the back of his mind as he tried to find a comfortable spot to rest his head on them.

With the prince searching for a comfortable spot, Roguefort brushed away some of their own hair, leaving an open space for them to gently rest their head.

"I will be with you every step of the way."

#cookie run eldritch au #cookie run #cookie run au #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run kingdom #Roguefort Cookie #roquefort cookie #yogurt cream cookie #story arc

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dreamauri · 4 months

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┇𝗪𝗘'𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 - part four ┇ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ┇when the love of your life gets hurt and he for ┇some reason still wont leave you, even in death. ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊ ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( max vertsappen x fem! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( angst ) ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠song — ( link ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠word count — ( 723 ) ╰ 🌿 :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )

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"Y/N?" Max was confused for sure. Both of you were exhausted. You physically and emotionally and max just emotionally. The past day has been so hectic he felt like he was going break down again. You didn't reply to Max's call, body drenched from the rain.

Your shoes were soaked and the wet socks were growing uncomfortable. You walked and walked and walked and Max followed. It would've been easier if you had just driven to your destination ( if you hadn't been traumatized by the sight of Max's car imitating a merry go round a month prior ).

"Y/N—" Max called to you again, but you cut him off this time, gesturing around you to the foreshore around you. "Three months ago, you proposed to me here, on an evening." You threw your hands up.

"You gave a long speech about how you loved me and how we were the only people for each other." Judging by your frustrated tone, Max knew he wasn't going to like what was coming next. "You got on one knee and asked me to marry me with this ring." You held the golden band with the gorgeous diamond up for him to see.

"And I said no."

Max could literally hear the world around him shatter. His heart cracking, piece by piece falling apart with each beat, if his heart could beat. You weren't engaged to him? This whole time? You were lying? "W–What?" "I was scared." You explained. "I didn't want to lose you. You were to precious and with your profession with people getting injured and hurt right and left, I was scared."

You were thankful the rain was heavy enough that no one would be outside or hear you talking to yourself. "And it was stupid, because I lost you either way, even when you weren't mine to lose." Max couldn't tell if you were crying or if it was the rain splashing your face. "And now because of me, you're trapped here." You threw your hands up, a pained laugh falling from your laugh.

Max felt conflicted. Should he shout at you? Comfort you? He really wanted to cry. And he wanted to be away from you as well, but the ring you held in your palm prevented that. he tried to hold in a sob, watching you rub your face in your hand.

"I should've never let you hang around." Max gasped as you said that, following you quickly, hopping in a run after you. He recognized the streets: you were running back to your apartment. Max looked back at the foreshore one last time, seeing the faded image on him getting down on one knee infrong oglf you, opening the velvet box.

It didn't take long before Max caught up to you, watching you rummage through your kitchen. "What are you doing?!" He gasped seeing you toss the band in a pan inside the oven. "What I should've done all along." You answered, agitated, turning the oven up to 750 degrees.

"No. No, Y/N. Please. Please let me stay." The Dutch begged, holding his hands together, feeling himself hyperventilating. "Let me stay. We can fix this. I understand your side of the story we can talk." He got on his knees beside you. You shut the oven door shaking your head.

It truly hurt having to watch the diamond through the glass while max cried beside you. You never thought that you feel this amount of pain at once. Not only losing the love of your life, your best friend one, but thrice. The rejection, the crash, and now. Maybe if you never accepted taking the ring from Victoria you could've avoided all this.

"I do love you, Max. I do." You told him, wiping your tears. "And if I could take back what I did that day I would. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else but you." You took in a shaky breath. "I want you to know that."

You could feel his sobs quiet. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. Finding you in recess that day in 6th grade, it was the best day of my life."

By the time you turned to look at him, Max was gone. And so was the ring, gem gone with melted gold.

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fearsome-series · 1 year

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BOOK ONE

“Laura? Laur!?”

Laura’s eyes blinked in the light. Off-white ceiling tile and a steady beep beep beep through the blur. Shapes resolved into faces: her dad, her mom, and a doctor - an older man with black hair, streaked with gray, and a short beard. Standing over her with wide eyes.

“Dad…? Mom?”

Heather leaned down close. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah.” Laura knew the bite had hurt - that it had been painful as Hell, that she’d thought she was gonna die. But now she barely felt anything. She glanced at her shoulder. Just a bandage - not even much blood. “Sorry I-I...Laika dragged me away, then...did you find her?”

“Yes, dear, we did.”

“Laika is why you’re…” Chris paused. “…she’s how we found you. She came back and led us to you.”

The doctor addressed her in a kind tone. “I’m Doctor Rockwell. You’ve suffered an animal bite. It’s a big one, but it’s not infected. You won’t catch rabies or any other old thing.”

“So I…?”

“You’ll be fine.”

“W-what animal attacked me?”

“The only large canids around here are coyotes, though it could be someone’s dog.”

“A coyote?” No way.

“How do you feel, Laur?” asked Chris.

“I feel…I feel…tired.” Laura answered.

Chris smiled weakly. “Okay. We’ll let you sleep, kiddo.”

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The woods stretched out under the stars & Laura ran, faster than she had ever ran, into the darkness after something, something fleeing, she pounced and caught it, she held it tightly, a deer kicking and tossing as Laura bared her teeth and dug in so so -

Laura’s eyes snapped open. She glanced at a wall clock: one PM. The hospital seemed loud. She didn’t hear many voices, but it was still…loud. Squeaky wheels, dinging elevators, the steady beep beep beep of the machinery hooked to her, hooked to others, hidden behind the walls. She wondered why she even needed to be here anymore - she felt fine. She was fine. Fine.

There was a TV mounted on the wall, with a remote on a side table. She turned it on. A jolt of static, and then -

“...your new car!”

“...gang, we need to make the cake for…”

“...and sharing is caring…”

A European-accented voice on some public station. “...marine biology is the science of what lies hidden…” Laura looked at the TV: a blonde-haired professor addressing a class. “We have only mapped five percent of the ocean, but it is only unknown to us-” Static took over. She flipped it off.

Voices in the hallway. Some woman.

“...I’m just concerned, Doctor…”

“About a coyote attack?” It was her doctor.

“It’s not about a coyote attack.”

“You’re like those oddballs from out-of-town. Taking photos by the road sign, creeping around front yards at night…”

“Maybe they have a point. You know, in ‘89, my aunt saw it.” A silence, and then more steps.

“Did she go get breakfast with Bigfoot after?”

Her tone became more urgent. “The girl from Gates County four years ago. Those campers from up north and their poor father. The Brady homestead -”

“Don’t use the deaths of real people to justify some delusion.”

“We’ll see what happens. There’s another one tonight…”

“Another what -” Beeping. “A boy’s been brought in. Knocked his head, fell into Lake Wandawega. Excuse me, I have real problems to deal with.”

“So do I.”

Footsteps her way. Laura closed her eyes and pretended to sleep as he passed. Soon, she wasn’t pretending.

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Laura watched Manuel jump up on the bleachers, first clearing them of dirt and blown leaves with the sleeves of his burgundy long sleeve shirt drawn up over his hands, and then sitting down by the side of the unused baseball diamond, bouncing his hands back through his sleeves. Laura jumped up next to him, sitting on some dirt and blown leaves.

Manuel reached into his bag and pulled out the thick leather bound book he always had with him, which was always funny to Laura, ‘cause Manuel was her height - like five five - and equally unathletic - hence why they were sitting by the side of the baseball diamond and not using it - and the book was huge.

“Have I told you about the faces of Belmez?” Manuel asked.

“No,” though Laura knew Manuel had; still, she didn’t mind hearing Manuel’s facts again, and they spent a lot of their time together with Laura listening to her friend’s paranormal facts.

“It all started in 1971, in southern Spain - and you know the book is in Spanish, so I’ll have to translate - um, the Pereira family were the first to report the faces in the floor of their home…”

A wind blew through the late fall, early summer air, a cold wind, which passed through Laura’s hair, and she felt it tickle every strand of…every strand of hair on her head. She yawned.

“Laura!?” Manuel asked, the brow of his round face furrowed with confusion.

“Yeah?” Laura said, Laura tried to say, but Manuel was getting up, then he was staring, staring at -

Her. Her fangy canine head. Bloody. Laura blinked. Wondered. Couldn’t look down. Someone screamed - screeched - louder, louder -

Screeching wheels and groaning metal. A nurse wheeling in a tray, “Laur-”

“Laura. My name’s Laura.” She snapped; from the voice, this wasn’t the nurse she heard earlier.

“This is what we have on your sheet.”

“Laura.”

“Sorry, Laura Ortega Hollingsworth?”

“That’s my name, yeah.”

“Sorry for being late.” Laura frowned, but kept silent - she wasn’t going to say something when trapped in one room. The nurse placed a tray on Laura’s bedside table.

The nurse tossed Laura’s phone on the tray with a clunk. “They found this near you. Your parents wanted you to have it. It’s been charging.”

“Thanks. And uh, about my parents-”

“They’re downstairs talking with Doctor Rockwell. They’ll be in to visit you later, if you want.”

“Alright. And, uh, I feel fine, so maybe I can-”

The nurse sighed. “We have to keep you through at least tomorrow for observation.”

“Observation? Observation of what?”

“…you not catching something new and dying, I believe.”

“Uh…thanks for making sure I’m okay, but-” Laura said.

“Trust me, it’s only so your family doesn’t sue us. Bye.” The nurse stalked off to another patient’s room.

“Yeah. Okay.”

After the nurse left, Laura turned on her phone. Her parents must’ve had it charged. Three new texts. Summer hadn’t responded for some reason, except a quick text saying “Sorry, busy”. But Manuel had replied; Laura smiled.

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How’s the house?

Did you pet Laika?

Are you okay?

Laura???

Hey Mani

Yeah I’m okay

I’m in the hospital

Something bit me in the woods

Oh no!!! are you okay? :(

Yeah I'm okay

It’s

No big deal

What bit you?

A dog

A big dog

Dog? Wolf? Coyote?

I mean they tell me it was a coyote

But???

It didn’t look like a coyote

Like a wolf

Hey will you call me crazy

You’re crazy?

No I mean

Will you call me crazy if i say a crazy thing

No???

Okay bc the wolf was walking on two legs

It was up on its legs like a person

Laura felt another groan. She slapped her stomach. It...didn’t make it feel any better.

I heard this nurse freak out about me

Something about people crawling past a road sign

And seeing “it” in 1989

What town is your hospital in

Elkhorn

Message failed to send. She stubbornly resent it.

Elkhorn

There’s a werewolf down there!

Or a manwolf to be scientific. A wolf on two legs!

I’ve read about it.

The Beast of Bray Road

So the manwolf bit me

What does that mean

Never heard about the Beast biting someone?

I’ve read every book about the Beast (there’s this one lady who writes A LOT about it!)

But books would say that if a werewolf (not real but imagine) bites you you become a werewolf

And then they brood and kiss a lot right

If the book is any good yes

I’m dying and we’re talking about werewolf kissing

Sorry if I’m rude or not taking it seriously :(

I thought you were joking

I am joking dw

OH! ty

Idk werewolf kissing’s a good subject

If you’re bored in there you might want to look up the Beast

Or I could send you something you can read

I can’t read

Like right now I can read

I’ve read

Books

There are videos about it!! There’s this one from the time that is good

I am very bored and will be watching this video

About a werewolf/manwolf (not real)

Learn lots about the werewolf/manwolf (not real)

Get well soon Laura!!

Thanks! I’ll try not to die!

/lh

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“...but with all the sightings, no one knew if it was man, beast, or even a combination of the two, one person simply called it God’s mistak-”

Buffering. On an ink sketch of a werewolf’s eyes.

Laura groaned. The wi-fi sucked here - or at least, it had for the past couple hours. She put her phone down on the table, looked out the window. It was almost sunset. Cars were passing on the road below, busy to get somewhere. A few trucks here and there. Laura…was tired. She slunk back down in bed. Closed her eyes.

Tried to get some more sleep.

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waitingformyfavoritesongs · 1 year

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24 February 2023 Ayfr 1:49 pmpdt

Incubus is having an affair now? Whatever. Autocorrect aftr at friends. 1:50 pmpdt what ever.

doctors 🥼 & police 👮‍♀️ are child 👶 rapist advocates. 1:51 pmpdt their activities support child 👶 rape. They’re “pizzagate”. Jaycee dugard is proof. 1:52 pmpdt & Scott being allowed access to incubus magic 🪄 is proof incubus supports child rape + what he allowed garrido to do which police 👮‍♀️ & doctors 🥼 complied with. Bcz according to him? Bcz if his motorcycle 🏍 accident he was cursed to be possessed by the demon lord incubus to commit this crime. Everyone worked together to make it happen. 1:55 pmpdt doctors 🥼 like broken people Bcz it guarantees their income. Money 💰 . Sold out. Sold soul to devil. They expect us to be able to live with the way they do medicine. & expect us to believe them. I once read something online that you become what you pretend to be. But a rapist behind closed doors 🚪 like carter, Nick, will probably always be a rapist. No matter what façade he puts out there aided by money 💰. 1:58 pmpdt

3:06 pmpdt incubus called me a slanderer. Incubus is burning my left hip. Burning 🔥 this beast of burden =ox =cow = slavery sacrifice. 3:08 pmpdt sign 🪧 of the ox 🐂 is every 12 years. Minutes ago he made me choke on little pieces of food 🍱 probably went down wrong 😑 pipe. Incubus parents made me scratch myself in my sleep 🛌 when I was ≈6/7 years old all up 🆙 & down my legs 🦵 & arms & woke up to long lines of scabs & blood 🩸 stains. Too young back then to know about Jesus Christ torture & crucifixion but after learning about it I think 💭 about this memory. 3:12 pmpdt you (vag acidic pain 3:13 pmpdt) I forgot what I was going oh cattle 🐄 gets branded used to be but maybe 🤔 now only tags 🏷? Hot 🥵 iron? Saw 🪚 it on tv 📺. 3:14 pmpdt Taurus ♉️ is every year. Probably too frequent to represent the Jeremiah slavery sacrifice? Although incubus looks like he is incorporated it into this apocalypse. The internet is very useful to the incubus Bcz he can use it to gaslighting ⛽️ people. He can send them things not everyone sees. Everyone can see something different from someone else even if we click on the same link. Bcz I saw 👀 2 versions of goodnight goodnight 🌙 music 🎶 video. Left hip pain left shin pain. I saw 👀 one the part in bed 🛌 she gets on top. The 2nd, he gets on top. 🔝 3:20 pmpdt #3 diarrhea. Diamond 💎 sounds like die a man 👨. But if it’s pink, it’s probably about me. 3:21 pmpdt 3:22 pmpdt

3:22 pmpdt woMan 👩🏼.

3:23 pmpdt I don’t want surgery. I’ve been through enough agony . 3:24 pmpdt I felt as if I was dying every moment I could not breathe 🧘🏻‍♀️ then the incubus snapped off a piece of bone 🦴 every time I could not breathe 🧘🏻‍♀️. For years now. All day everyday w/ very little relief or time away from pain. 3:27 pmpdt

I guess incubus probably made everyone into a marionette. So is Nick carter really guilty? So incubus forgives all rapist, even child rapist & murderers???? Hence why that murderer of a recent trial said he is a good person even though he murdered a mother of two boys who are now older men ? 3:30 🕞 pmpdt is it only woman 👩🏼 who is subject to tests then? 3:31 pmpdt including me? But I’m “babydoll”? Still, I guess if god controls everything then I guess god likes people to reveal their heartless sides. ♥️ 3:33 pmpdt & god likes doctors 🥼 to be heartless & negligent so weird crimes happen but ultimately doctors 🥼 don’t have to care Bcz they make enough money 💰 to cover their as*es & malpractice insurance to cover it all. Is it a get out of jail/prison pass for doctors 🥼? 3:35 pmpdt

3:36 pmpdt doctors 🥼 have been showing apathy from at least 2010. They’re always going to justify negligence no matter what. B4 apocalypse during & probably after. Maybe that’s who they are. Underhanded. Their god is the devil. He tattooed it on himself. They’re gaslighters. Once a cheater always a cheater? If someone is bad, bcz the devil 😈 exists, the devil 😈 is going to make it hard to get caught 🤔 like Nick carter? Bcz he’s 4given, so Bcz we choose not to believe the victim there will always be world 🌎 w/o end? I should find that Swiss bank 🏦 account article. I don’t know 🤷🏻‍♀️ about human trafficking much but it looks like human traffickers aren’t shy to buy plane ✈️ tickets 🎫 (#3 cramp nausea 3:44 pmpdt) I saw 👀 taken, & in the movie 🎥 there are gynecologists to check if a female is virgin, & if she is they auction her to men w/ a lot of money 💰. When I saw 👀 this I was still naïve & failed to research 🔬 it & the person who showed me the movie 🎥 made me believe this was a true story. I still don’t know if it is. A lot of stuff changed recently $ & a lot of info seems changed or omitted 3:48 pmpdt if it’s true, then there are probably doctors 🥼 directly involved in human trafficking. 3:49 pmpdt

3:50 pmpdt Nick carter probably gets a lot of respect ✊ from doctors 🥼 & every one ☝️. Bcz he has a lot of money 💰 & probably friends with the devil 😈 incubus, who tells garrido & police 👮‍♂️ to keep dugard kidnapped, negligence on police 👮‍♂️ part = negligence of doctors 🥼 , they’re all connected? All friends? All the same? 🤔 3:52 pmpdt feel like I’m going in circles & I will never win the argument. You’re right doctors 🥼 & police 👮‍♂️, keep on killing people. Keep on neglecting your perceived duties of the public. All the dumb people who come to you for help openly. Nick carter can probably afford you very well. I don’t believe that this is pretend incubus, that Nick carter raped someone, that garrido raped someone , , bcz I’m really burning 🔥 & can’t breathe 🧘🏻‍♀️. Incubus likes lots of crying & lots of s*x. Rapist like lots of crying & lots of s*x. Cads & friends of cads who are also cads. 3:57 pmpdt. You think child rape is no big deal incubus Bcz it’s not death ☠️? Abusive. Forget marriage Valentine’s Day love 💕 songs romance lingerie everything that goes with courtship. Let’s legalize prostitution & slavery again & keep rolling back roe vs wade. Let’s roll back suffrage & voting 🗳 rights. Let’s go backwards. Keep in keep on going. 4 pmpdt might as well let it all out. & give the kukluxklan memberships to all the doctors 🥼 & 👮‍♂️ police. 4:01 pmpdt

4:18 pmpdt I want to be a real Loire live I don’t know what that is autocorrect keeps changing words strangely. Pinocchio. 4:21 pmpdt there’s no heaven. This is it.

4:53 pmpdt I don’t have faith in any human anymore. 4:54 pmpdt I was going to write ✍️ something else. Burning 🔥 back again 4:55 pmpdt there were somethings I was going to write ✍️ days ago but I got interrupted. Doctors 🥼 don’t want to see me. They pretend. & then they rape your wallet. I don’t think 🤔 that they even want to like me. One doctor 👩‍⚕️ intentionally hurt 😞 me in the ear 👂( skull 💀 pain 4:59 pmpdt) & she behaved in a crazy way I think 🤔 that was 2014? Maybe 🤔 she was Indian? 5 pmpdt

7:10 pmpdt 7:11 pmpdt I should have taken more pity on Q Bcz it looked like she suffered at one point, even though it looked like she bounced back not long after. 7:12 pmpdt

8:16 pmpdt I shouldn’t have assumed such a weird story was true that she was pretending she had endometriosis. That was bad very bad 😞😖😭😖😭😖😭😤🥵😤🥵😤😤🥵😤😤🥵😤 8:18 pmpdt (hip bones 🦴 pain 8:18 pmpdt)

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xaviergalatis · 1 year

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Xavier's Rap phrases

XD'

Fuck around give you my last name

Draco fire

You ain't got mineuts in your phone then you inlove with me

No condom

For the money im a savage

I got a play on my phone

watch me get this money nigga

tired of being hungry nigga

I'm out here popping ollie's switch

this the start of it

bitch I'm high as fuck I can't even roll my weed

there

I'm in the hills

I keep a FN57 and a G Tuck

told my bad bitch let the camera man hit for me

I go 200 and I crash out

love to beat that till it creame up

you see us scorin'

V.I.P in the plural, while yo section borin'

Bitch I got the Tommy no Hilfiger

Pull the checks, receipt stashed, straight to the palm, drippin'

space ghost coast to coast

ride around with a kill tec

he got shot he ain't get back

I got a whole lot of money coming in

ran off on the plug

Justin Bieber

I need a bitch with a real butt

jugg

I gotta know who you fucked in ths room

codine and a lot of cups

niggas think o can o broke

I can not go broke nigga

Xanny, help the pain, yeah

Please, Xanny, make it go away

know I'm misunderstanding

cuz skin complexion

free my nigga out of that jail

every other night another dollar getting made it

goddamn it

hot sauce

balling

Fast car, NASCAR

bag on fire

you gone fuck around and drowned of this wave

every other night another movie getting made

I spend in the club what you have in the bank

hate

my AP going psycho

had so many bottles gave ugly girl a sip

I'm in the Lambo I'm on my way

my money thick I'll never fold

can't really trust nobody with all this Jewelry on me

take you to the smoke shop we gone get high

got the racks and they all C-Notes

in the rental

all vvses put you in a necklace

diamond district in the chain

certified you know I gang

in the morning or the late

you got that yummy yummy

said she wanna fuck the homie we gone team up

my chain straight from the ocean

niggas think it's sweet

got free wifi they ain't got 3g

I really hate niggas I'm a Nazi

breaking the seal

Jesus piece

the audience

can we get married at the mall?

My shooters gon' shoot, can't miss

pouring up lean

backroom

money falling out the ass I got a lot of cash

I don't

just got up out it they like there he go

really spinny

really drippy

Moscow face

hand deep up in her purse

diamonds hitting

hide it in my sock

I'm her dad

xanny make it go away

I want drugs

college

I'm getting sketched out

shoot out

backroom

do the dash

2am in the A

wanna come to my room

Clancy ( ofwgkta manager )

iraq

hunting em down

backroom

foreign

Afghanistan

hell no nawh

every night

switch lanes

no face no case

club going up on a Tuesday

throw that to the side yeah

press my line

I'm different

wanna go it how I do it

i don't sell Molly no more

stupid lil bitch

lil bitch

put this Greek dick i

water

I didn't do it but fo

smoke

smoke crack

I cannot go broke

Octobers very own

Calabasas

locked in

late night in the studio you can't be wasting all my time

100k for a feat

niggas think it's sweet it's on sight

my new bitch ass fat like that ass on Kim k

I used

I used to

pink and yellow diamonds

my diamonds

diamonds hitting

beat the beat up

think it's sweet it's on sight

crying in a bag

I don't write I ain't got no time

if you is my son

I did it overnight, it couldn't happen any quicker

Always move right so my watch is on the other hand

Pullin' up on exes

old man told me this the way shit had to go

I had my best-friend die

In the middle of the hype

I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard w DC DSS as do s sad d so ass as do DSS s as dddßss sadhat I said

Y'all be cappin' online, on the Instagram

A-a-all we do is just go number one (

pass the Draco hit em with this and that

Yeah, take this X every day just so I can feel more

Diamonds hitting hard on my fucking watch (

Sosa take him down for his pack

Fill up my cup with that Wock and that Tris

I been geeked as fuck and stay right in the party

I'm too high, I can't stop it

I just left the bank, ain't made a deposit

n I got his hoe 17 floors up

island boys in this bitch

we 1700 in this bitch

mask on my face so nobody know

can't post no pictures cuz my case too hot

now she missing me used to fuck her till she sleep

had to cut her off now she just a treesh

cracking penthouse views

could a made some guap today but I was too lazy

I took her to backroom

my new bitch

I live in a house with a pool in the back

cut her off

Bitch, I'm married to this X, i

get high than a pelican

Think I'm addicted to guap

Think I'm addicted to Wock

I pour the Tussionex right

Up in that Limo tint, know it's me

I'm

Fuck up my racks then double 'em

Walk in Chanel, we cash that bitch out

Fuckin' that bitch and I'm fuckin' her friend

I just turned a fifty to a hundred

riding around with the stop'

Ayy, how you wanna get rolled up,

Catch me out in public

Y'all be cappin' 'bout the fashion, y'all some Helmut lames

Zay just flew out to LA

Heard that court date comin' up, fuck it, finna run

They say, "How'd you get it up?" I did it everyday

limousine tints

bust all over her face an

Uh, that's his hoe, that bitch, she came to fuck

murder suicide

Thirty minutes later, Kobe told me put my mask on

We go rack for rack, it ain't no cap in my rap (

Talkin' 'bout y'all wet? Boy, my bitch got more drip than y'all

If you ain't up a milli', it ain't shit you should be telling me

fell asleep off a four of yeah

I got the data to turn your body into anti-matter

Everybody let's agree that MC's need a tissue

Left the dubs and fifties at the crib, got a knot of Franklins

Green Nike tech, cutter on me, popping out like Zelda

Shut up, bitch, don't give me migraine

I don't wake up in the mornin' for cereal

Flip the brick, make the whole shit do an aerial

My shooters gon' shoot, can't miss

don't be chasing bitches stack you money up

Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes

gotta sip slow in case I die quic

I'm bout to sip on the suryp till I drowned

imma iconn nigga u just on icloud

imma thank God I'm not in the system

therapy session I'm in the waiting room reading Forbes

can you catch my drip

come my way

I'm catching a case I'm beating the case

I did not get in Canada

But when I'm in Toronto they treat me like Drake

n I show my face the case you know it's me

all in your girls mouth use her like a toilet

I don't ever get no sleep

#📓#💽#🖲️#🔥#💾#🧱#radio #lyrics #my lyrics #paper #8.5x11in #rap #phrases #verse #hook #rapphrases

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goldenhypen · 2 years

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▸▸ enha reaction to you breaking up with them

— genre: pure angst to make us all cry <//3 // warnings: mentions of cheating, and just major sadness // word count: 2.0k // requested

— author note: remember these are all fictional. these boys have raised my standards so high, i could never see any of them actually doing some of these things. these are all from my imagination, i just really wanted to write smth angsty lol. also, i got a little carried away w jay’s,, sorry not sorry.

⋅— lee heeseung.

heeseung had been working a lot more than usual, and you realized that he had grown to be a workaholic. because of this, he would always be tired when he got home and you two would fight over the most ridiculous subjects.

this day was no exception.

“i don't want to talk to you ever again!” you yelled.

“yeah, well this wouldn’t be the first time,” heeseung challenged, rolling his eyes as he did so.

“shut up,” you snapped. “i’m serious this time. let’s break up.”

“what?” he hissed. “yeah right. y/n, don’t do this. you’re tired.”

“no, you’re tired!” you screamed. “actually, you’re right. i am tired. i’m so tired of you always coming home late just to argue with me every time. i’m so tired of it.”

you two both stood there in silence for a moment before you continued.

“i don’t love you anymore, heeseung.”

this caused him to look up at you with sadness clearly evident through his expression.

“y/n, i’m sorry,” he weeped. “please don’t do this. just give me another chance. please.”

“i’ve already given you enough chances, heeseung! and i’m so sick of you throwing them away like they’re nothing every time. you treat me like i’m nothing.”

“so you’re saying, after everything we've been through—after everything i’ve done for you—you wanna throw it all away?!”

“yep,” you answered bluntly. “it’s just not worth it anymore.”

⋅— park jay.

after being in what you thought was a healthy two-year relationship, you found out that jay was cheating on you, and had been doing so for nearly six months behind your back.

obviously, you were furious, but you also experienced feelings of insecurity and immense sadness.

you asked jay to come over so you could confront him about the situation, and he told you he would be working for another few hours but he could come after.

and you knew he was lying. he was still with that girl, definitely not working.

even at the mere thought of it, you began to cry, alone.

when he finally came over, you got straight to the point, “you really call that ‘work?’ yeah, maybe working on molding your lips with hers. is that your definition of ‘work?’”

“i- what?! y/n, what are you talking about?”

a tear ran down your cheek.

“jay! i clearly saw you making out with that blonde-haired, skinny, pretty girl,” you continued to speak through your sobs.

“oh, give me a break-“

“give you a br- actually, yeah, i think i will,” you scoffed. “i’m breaking up with you, jay. and i don’t wanna ever see you again.”

“no- what? y/n, you don’t understand. come on, don’t do this, baby. i love you, y/n, more than anything.”

“yeah, right! no, you clearly don’t. you betrayed me, jay. how could you do something as horrible as this to someone you love?”

he just stood there in silence, avoiding contact with your eyes as he looked down guiltily.

“you’re pathetic, jay. unlike you, i actually loved you and cared so much about you. i can’t believe i wasted a whole two years of my life on you for nothing. how dare you.”

his feelings of guilt were hidden by an expression so full of hurt and pain.

“we’re done, jay. go have fun with your lady friend. i hope no girls ever have to go through this with you ever again. you don’t even deserve be in a relationship. get a life, jay. i can’t believe i was going to marry a filthy man like you.”

you teared the diamond ring off of the fourth finger on your left hand and slammed it onto the table.

after that day, you two parted ways and surprisingly, jay wasn’t able to move on as easily as he thought he would. he was destroyed inside and it took him a long time to get over you; he truly did love you, but his actions reflected otherwise.

and while it took you months, even years, to completely heal, move on and find someone else, jay was still alone, living with the guilt of having cheated on you for the rest of his life.

⋅— sim jake.

you and jake dated for a year and a half before realizing that your relationship wouldn't work out.

one day, you two were discussing different things going into the future, and you regretted not having this conversation much earlier in your relationship, because you found out that there were too many factors that you disagreed on. and you told him that his plans wouldn’t work with yours and that you thought it would be best to break up.

“what? no- why?” he asked, heartbroken as he took your hands in his.

“it’s just- i can’t do this, jake,” you shook your head sadly.

“tell me how we can make this work. i’ll do anything,” he begged.

“no, you won’t,” you told him. “you’re too close-minded to consider changing your plans and wants for the future and for me. this is for the best, you know that.”

jake was in love with you. after having finally called you his for the first time over a year ago, he never imagined this day to come. he pictured spending the rest of his life with you, and he had all these plans of his own for a future with you, but he never considered your opinion, until this moment.

and now he had to find someone new to pursue that life with, and he knew it would never be the same.

⋅— park sunghoon.

“yeah, but if you wanna make this work, you can’t treat me like this! it’s like i’m not even a priority to you!” you expressed frustratedly.

sunghoon had been so busy lately due to so many schedules with enhypen and mcing. his group and his own fame kept growing, and as time went on, the more busy he got. and the more he focused on that success, the farther he erased you out of his picture.

for the past few months, whenever you would plan a date with him, most of the time, he’d end up standing you up, having forgotten about it or chose not to come and didn’t tell you for whatever reason.

“let’s break up,” you suggested, a hint of confidence in your voice.

he understood where you were coming from and why you’d want this, but that didn’t help the shattering of his heart.

his eyes started to water, and you rarely ever saw him cry. the sight saddened you, but you were even more heartbroken by how he treated you in the past.

he lost you that day. it was like you slipped through his fingers, and he could have easily prevented it, but he didn’t. his work was still his priority; however, it took him a long time to move on from you. and for a large portion of his career after that, he found it difficult to focus, and his success slowly decreased.

it was only then that his selfish mind realized your importance in his life, and he regretted letting you leave him.

he tried to get you back one day, but you rejected, telling him that work was still his priority and he was just using you for his success.

⋅— kim sunoo.

“…and i see you as more of a brother, and nothing more,” you shrugged heartlessly.

your words crushed sunoo inside, but you didn’t seem to care about how he felt. to be brother-zoned by his own girlfriend hurt more than one could ever imagine.

“can you at least tell me what i did wrong?” he asked softly, sadness laced in his voice.

“nothing really. i’m just not attracted to you anymore.”

your tone was cold and so unlike you. he hated the way you were treating him and it lit a fire inside of him.

“fine! get out of my life then! i don't wanna see your brutal, insensitive face ever again!” he yelled.

“don’t be like that, sunoo,” you argued. “i was trying to be nice about it.”

“no, you weren’t. i don’t wanna be a brother to you. i don’t wanna be your boyfriend either. i don’t wanna be associated with someone as rude as you, ever in my life!”

after that, you never saw or talked to each other again.

he didn’t mean the things he said to you that day. he was just so angry by the way you were talking to him that those words just escaped his lips. he regretted saying those things to you, but it was already too late.

he was going to apologize and try to make things right between you two, but when he saw you one day, you were already with another guy.

⋅— yang jungwon.

you and jungwon had been dating for a few months after you two suddenly confessed your feelings for each other one day at school.

and after being in a relationship for some time, with both of your schedules being so busy at this time of your lives, you realized that it just wasn’t a good time to be together. you were too young and needed to work on yourselves and grow more mature as individuals before you were ready to commit to a longer-term relationship.

and maybe, after a few years, you two would consider trying to get back together. however, for now, you both acknowledged that you weren’t ready.

so when you first brought up to jungwon that you were thinking about this and about how you felt, your feelings were mutual. you were really appreciative how understanding he was and how you two could always relate to each other on so many different levels that it made the breakup even harder.

he pulled you into his arms as you cried into his chest, imagining your life without him and that you might regret this decision, but really, you both knew it was for the best.

he pulled back slightly and left a kiss on your lips. one last kiss.

⋅— nishimura riki.

when agreeing to be riki’s girlfriend a few months ago, you didn’t expect your relationship to turn one-sided; at first it wasn’t.

but as time went on, it seemed that you weren’t as special to him as you used to be, and he didn’t care for you as much as he used to.

it felt like you were contributing to ninety percent of the relationship, while riki was only ten percent.

it didn’t even seem like he loved you anymore. you couldn’t remember the last time he kissed you first. you always had to initiate it, but it didn’t used to be like that. before, he would be obsessed with you, like you were the only girl in the entire world.

now, he barely started any conversations with you, barely even laid an eye on you. you tried to put in effort on your end to keep the relationship going, but it didn’t seem like riki wanted to cooperate.

so you brought it up to him one day. and when you did, he didn’t take it very well.

“you barely put any effort into this relationship anymore. and whenever we’re together, it’s like you don’t even wanna see me. i need someone who treats me with love, riki, like i’m the only person in the world. someone who wants me.”

he grabbed your hand, stopping you before you could finish, “don’t- don’t break up with me, please.”

why was he suddenly so possessive and clingy over you? did he want you only because you helped him boost his reputation and status?

“no, riki. i deserve better. i thought i could trust you with my feelings but you just threw them away. it’s like you don’t even care about me anymore.”

“i’ll be better, y/n. please.”

but you left him, without another word. and you were gone from his life forever.

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