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eoieopda · 1 year

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can i request something about getting into an argument with bf jungkook ?

Sorry for the wait, love! I couldn’t decide how I wanted to approach this (silly vs serious, etc.) so now I’m just winging it! I hope this is okay??

cw: alcohol mention, couple fighting, repeated use of the word “fuck” and its derivatives, angst w/ fluffy ending.

also- I have no idea what the word count is but it feels excessive for a drabble?? lol sorry 🫠

You weren’t quick to anger. Truly, you weren’t. In fact, you were patient and forgiving - to a fault. When something didn’t go your way, or when someone said something upsetting, you took a deep breath and let it go. You didn’t hold grudges; didn’t dwell. You didn’t keep score. But this one stuck in your teeth, and it hurt.

He knew how important this was to you. He knew exactly how many times before you’d played it cool, let the disappointment go rather than let it fester. You constantly excused him for how busy he was, and you understood that there were just some things he couldn’t show up for. You didn’t hold it over his head that he couldn’t be as present as either of you wanted him to be.

So, when he cleared his schedule and promised you he’d be at your firm’s happy hour - joining you in celebrating your promotion - you were elated. Your associates could finally meet the man you’d been prattling on about for two years. They’d see the real-life version of the person in all your framed photos. And he’d get to know all the people you had to spend most of your waking hours with. But they didn’t; he didn’t.

Seething in your seat, you ruminated on the fact that this was his idea in the first place. He drove you to your office that morning. He wanted you to let loose after hours, and when the night was over, he wanted drive your tipsy ass home. But now, your tipsy ass was crying on a city bus because he couldn’t be bothered to keep his promise.

Your bitterness swept you up like a wave and carried you - from the bus stop, across two blocks, to your apartment - even after the heel of your left pump snapped on a particularly cracked patch of sidewalk. When you hobbled over the threshold into your foyer, it was bone-deep anger that kept you from bursting into tears; and too-high adrenaline that carried you on aching feet.

You tore up the hallway and hung a right into your bedroom. There, sleeping sideways on the bed with his trouser-clad legs dangling off the edge, was Jungkook. His tie - untied, more accurately - looped around his neck, underneath the chin nestled into his shoulder. He’d gotten ready and then - somehow - he never made it out the door.

For reasons you couldn’t articulate, this fact made it all worse. So close.

“Are you kidding?” You snapped, scaring him awake. His bleary eyes tried to focus on you, but you were bent in half, hopping on one foot as you tried to undo the ankle strap of your busted shoe.

His horrified eyes dropped from your mascara-stained face to that of his watch. Immediately, he muttered, “Fuck. Shit! Baby, I’m so s-“

Having successfully released your ankle from the death trap it was held hostage by, you whipped your heel against the ground. You stood on one stocking-covered foot to address the other pump. You cut him off - mid-sentence, at the knees.

“No, I am not your baby tonight. I am the girl who just made partner - who got stood up in front of the people who made her partner - who then had to wobble home alone!”

He was shocked by your tone, and frankly, so were you. He’d never seen you angry because you didn’t get angry. The two of you had never fought before, either. Trivial arguments, sure - but nothing a calm conversation couldn’t fix. Nothing like this.

He raised his hands, silently begging you not to shoot, “I’m sorry! I’m so fucking sorry, okay? I am. I fucked up - and I know I fucked up - but I was up all night working so I could take the night off. I guess I was more tired than -“

“Then go back to sleep, Jungkook,” the look in your eyes was nuclear but your voice was eerily soft. You could’ve leveled Gyeonggi in its entirety when you tacked on, “On the couch.”

Without another word, he shot to his feet. Lips pursed and eyes wild, he stalked off out of the bedroom. You shucked off your blazer and threw yourself onto the bed - mattress still warm from the weight of his body. Face first in a pillow, your eyes screwed shut. You swallowed the frustrated scream you wanted so badly to let loose.

After several moments of tense silence, there was an elongated, muffled scraping sound, and then a tremendous clatter in the doorway. Your head snapped to determine the source of the noise.

With gritted teeth, there was Jungkook - pushing the chaise from your living room into your bedroom as if it weighed nothing at all. And he didn’t stop pushing until that stupid little sofa was crammed up against his side of the bed.

That bastard.

If you weren’t so mad at him, you might’ve conceded that this was impressive. Typical. Lovely, even - how insistent he was on sleeping next to you that he found a loophole in the most Jungkook way imaginable.

Ignoring your shocked expression, he slumped down onto the cushions, onto his back, and knotted his arms over his chest. Simultaneously, you rolled over; unintentionally mirroring his posture. Both glowering up at the ceiling, jaws clenched.

He sounded so angry when he said it, you almost missed what he said.

“I’m so fucking proud of you.”

You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye to find him doing the same. Expressions still set in stone, body language communicating one word - impasse. You said nothing; you didn’t know where to start.

“You deserve to be celebrated, and you sure as fuck don’t deserve any of what you got instead.”

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes.

“And I swear to god, I will spend the rest of my life showing up for you.”

You swallowed hard, wanting nothing more than the end of this ugly evening. Weapons down, white flags up. His face softened when yours did.

“Baby,” you started slowly, watching a spark of hope ignite in the dark of his eyes.

Just as cautiously, he replied, “Yes?”

“Put the couch back,” you sniffed. After a pregnant pause, you finally finished, “And then come to bed.”

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strawbbfluff · 9 months

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Could you pls do another drabble with ler Chat Noir and lee Marinette or Ladybug?

a/n: i live to serve~ some marichat coming right up!

marinette stood on her balcony, a slight pout on her lips as she sighed into the nighttime air. she had a lot on her mind, and all of her thoughts were currently directed towards her new boyfriend; adrien agreste.

she really had no reason to be feeling this way. she had gotten what she wanted. the boy of her dreams! her longtime crush. he was nothing short of perfect. and yet…

how is it that she still can’t say she loves him?

“this is so frustrating, tikki!” marinette huffed, glancing towards her tiny, red companion. “i do love him, i do! and i want to tell him… but the words just won’t come out.”

“you’re overthinking it, marinette,” tikki explained, flying up to sit on the bluenette’s shoulders. “it should be a natural process; don’t rush it! you know adrien is the most patient boy in the world.”

marinette smiled a little. “you’re right, tikki,” she agreed, before looking out into the brisk nighttime air, only to see… chat noir??

LEAPING STRAIGHT TOWARDS HER HOUSE?!

“hide, tikki!” marinette gasped, shooing away the little ladybug. just in time, too, because chat noir had already perched himself on her balcony.

“hi, marinette.”

“c-chat noir? what are you doing here?”

“meh, i got bored, so i decided to just explore around paris tonight. hope you don’t mind that i ended up here,” the blonde explained, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. nah, it was just an excuse to visit the girl he loved. but she didn’t know his identity behind the mask, and it had to stay that way.

“oh! um, that’s fine, i guess. are you hungry? i think i have some spare macaroons from today in my bag,” marinette replied, fumbling around in her backpack for a moment before pulling out two pink macaroons. chat noir’s eyes lit up.

“well, sure~ don’t mind if i do!” he exclaimed, excitedly taking one of them out of her hands as he munched on it. marinette giggled.

“hey, what are you laughing at?” chat noir questioned with a mouthful of food.

“i dunno, maybe just your distinct lack of manners,” the bluenette shrugged, poking at the green-eyed hero’s stomach playfully. he flinched.

“anyway…” he swallowed. “you also looked kind of down. what’s bugging you?”

“ah… it’s nothing. i wouldn’t want to bother you with my silly drama,” marinette responded sheepishly, fidgeting with her thumbs. chat noir huffed.

“it’s not bothering me if i asked! now cmon. a girl as pretty as you doesn’t deserve to be frowning like that,” adrien chat noir insisted, hopping off the balcony to stand in front of her instead. she sighed.

“alright, alright, fine. it’s not like you’re gonna tell anyone, anyway,” she took a deep breath. “it’s just… my boyfriend. we both are in love with each other, and i’ve been crushing on him for so long. i should be over the moon… and i am! but… it’s so hard for me to express it. i can’t even tell him i love him.”

chat noir could feel his heart break into a million little pieces as he watched marinette’s head hang low in shame. he had no idea she felt that way.

“well, do you love him?”

“of course i do!”

“then that’s more than enough. don’t feel pressured into saying it if you’re not ready yet. as long as he knows you feel the same way about him, i see no reason to push yourself to do something you feel so scared about. just let it come naturally,” chat noir reassured marinette, touching her shoulder gently as she looked up at him with wide eyes.

“i… thank you.”

“it’s no problem, princess.”

“…who knew chat noir could be such a sap?” marinette teased, gaining some confidence back now that she felt a lot better. she couldn’t help but grin at his taken aback face.

“wow, and after i just gave you such heartfelt advice? now you’re just being a jerk,” he teased back, suddenly grabbing her around the waist and hugging her close to him. he liked the way her ears turned bright red.

“hey- lemme go, furball!” she exclaimed, suddenly bursting into laughter when clawed fingertips started scribbling against her belly.

“now you’re really just asking for it,” chat noir chuckled, keeping one hand on her quivering tummy while the other started creeping up her side. “i wonder how your boyfriend would react if he knew you were this ticklish, hm?”

“a-ahahadrien would nehehehever! he’s wahahahahay nihihihicer thahahahan you!” the blue-eyed teen squealed, desperately pushing at his hands. grrrr, she bet tikki was just really enjoying this!

“heh. yeah, i’m sure he is,” the cat hero responded smoothly, both hands digging into her sides now as marinette squirmed in his hold. maybe adrien would have to try this out, too.

“a-ahaha! i’m sohohohohorry! chahahahat, stohohohop!” marinette shrieked, bringing both her arms down to wrap around her ticklish sides. “plehehehease!”

“hmm, okay. i will. after you admit i’m not a sap, not a furball, and the most attractive person in all of paris,” he giggled, bringing both hands up to drill his fingers into her underarms. if marinette wasn’t a mess before, she was now.

“FIHIHIHINE! YOHOHOHOU’RE NOHOHOHOT A SAHAHAP, NOHOHOT A FUHUHURBALL, AHAHAND YOHOHOHOU AHAHARE MIHIHIHILDLY AHAHAHATTRACTIVE!”

“pft. good enough,” chat noir rolled his eyes, finally stopping his wiggling fingers and just wrapping her in a hug instead. he smiled at her as she caught her breath.

“and hey, don’t doubt yourself, okay? adrien is very lucky to have you and i’m sure he’s willing to wait for you. have a good night, marinette,” he whispered, squeezing her shoulders for a moment before letting her go and hopping back into the night. marinette couldn’t help but smile as well, rubbing the tickly sensations off of her as she watched the kitty’s figure get smaller and smaller.

no, she was the lucky one.

#jade’s requests #YAYYY finally finished this #i hope it’s good i honestly ran out of ideas the second i started typing this and just threw some stuff together #pls enjoy!#ler!chat noir #lee!marinette #ticklish!marinette #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug tickling #tickle fic

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the-slap-updates · 3 months

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#victorious #the slap #theslap #theslap.com #made by crista #memes #jade west #liz gillies #elizabeth gillies #super bowl #super bowl lviii #not a request

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garysprites · 1 month

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Jade and Jake attempt to shoot an apple off of John's head. Whether they succeed or not is up to you.

#homestuck #sprite edit #request #pose #jade harley #john/june egbert #jake english

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tempvstas · 4 days

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Your hand in my hand~

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"I could never choose to love another."

RIDDLE, Ace, DEUCE, Ruggie, Jack, AZUL, Floyd, KALIM, ROOK, Epel, MALLEUS, LILIA, Sebek

"Maybe one day I could learn to love you too."

CATER, Trey, LEONA, Jade, JAMIL, Vil, IDIA, Silver

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davejadedaily · 2 months

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idk if u take requests but c an u draw jade eatig a bone Nom Nom tasy treat !

#jade harley #homestuck #i do take requests if you sned one with kindness in your heart ill probably do it #i love how this ask is phrased btw. yummy yum yum :3

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cloudcountry · 11 months

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GOOD TIME MY FELLOW FISH LIKER-

I HAVE COME TO YOUR FISH MARKET FOR MORE FISH!

Eels specifically.

CONSIDER!!! Eel Twin of your choice with an eel apologist.

Like Jade feeds someone a poisonous mushroom and they're like "Your fault for not being resistant to posion lmao" or [Reader holding Floyd's face gently] Someone: "HOW CAN YOH DO THAT?! THAT IS A FACE OF A KILLER!!!" [Offended dramatic gasp from reader] "FLOYD IS BABY!!! HE IS INNOCENT!!! THOSE PEOPLE OBVIOUSLY DIED ON PURPOSE!!" [Proceeds to coo and squish Floyd's face]

SUMMARY: Jade & Floyd with an "eel apologist."

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: literally me!! this was so fun to write C:<

When Jade offered you a dish with his prized mushrooms in it, he did not expect you to eat it. Everyone else at the table looked on in horror as you ate, savoring the dish. You finish the entire thing, look up at everyone staring, and huff out a harsh, “What?”

One of the student side eyes Jade before leaning in and whispering something to you. Jade is smiling just as serenely as he always is, never giving anything away, never concerned for others' opinions.

“Are you stupid?” you tilt your head, words blunt and piercing, “Jade would never do anything like that. The dish was good, and you’d know that if you just tried it.”

You both know Jade would absolutely do whatever that poor soul suggested, but you still turn to Jade with an apologetic smile. “Thanks for the meal, Jade. It was really good.” You get up and hug him, squeezing him tightly just like his brother.

Jade, having been given an opportunity to stare down the people you were sitting with without being caught by you, smirks. His grin is wide, taunting, and they shudder. You all should know better than to try and turn Jade’s precious little pearl on him.

“Shrimpyyyy!” is all you hear before your friends grab your arm and try to tug you down the hallway, fear in their eyes. You, however, stay rooted to the spot as you try to wiggle your arm out of their hold.

You don’t quite do it in time, but Floyd helps you. He scoops you up by your armpits and tears you away from your friends with a soft gasp. “Why were you guys crowding around Shrimpy like a school of minnows?” he hisses, and he does not sound happy.

“Floyd! how’s my favorite little moray doing?” you squash his face between your hands, kneading the skin. Your friends gasp in terror, but Floyd looks like he just won the grand prize for an event.

“Little moray?” he giggles, swinging you around, “Careful, Shrimpy. This little moray might just eat you alive.” Your friends gasp and shudder, looking scared for your life, but you just lean in close and rub your noses together.

“That’d be a good way to go out.” you giggle, smacking a kiss on the tip of his nose, “But you’d never do something like that!” Your friends are about to protest, but Floyd pulls you close and glares at them over your shoulder. Oh, you’re definitely not the one he’d eat alive.

#auburn's requests <3 #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #disney twst #disney twst x reader #disneys twisted wonderland #jade fluff #jade x reader #jade leech #jade leech x reader #jade leech fluff #floyd leech fluff #floyd leech x reader #floyd x reader #floyd leech #floyd fluff

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twstgarden · 2 months

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✰ ❝ 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘁𝘆 ❞

━ yan! octavinelle trio / yan! scarabia duo / yan! pomefiore trio x gn! reader (f/n means first name) (reader can be yuu or an oc) ━ certain friends on campus have started to be a little overbearing. to the point where they won't let you leave their dormitory so easily.

cw: (including but not limited to) yandere themes, unhealthy relationships/obsessions, use of drugs, mentions of drugging/spiking, captivity, kidnapping, mentions of curse/poisoning, love bombing/acts of manipulation

requested by: @mx.lustreless request type: scenarios requester’s message: Not mucy to say, just a bunch of yandere scenarios, I'm not sure if you're still taking requests but i guess you still are? You can get creative :> florist’s note: thank you for the request and for filling out the form!

this work may contain spoilers from chapters 3, 4, and 5, octavinelle, scarabia, and pomefiore's arcs respectively.

do not steal or translate without my permission.

ko-fi here if you want to support me

━ 𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 ━

"ah, if it isn't prefect!"

you took a deep breath, exhaling it softly as you gave azul a forced smile the moment he laid eyes on you again. you did not want to return to mostro lounge again due to the uncomfortable vibes you have been getting, but you had no choice as your friend dragged you to have an afternoon snack in this private café.

"hello..." you mumbled in reply, avoiding his gaze with a clear indication that you wanted to leave as soon as possible. however, your friend was already ordering a drink as jade jotted down the orders on a notepad.

his sharp eyes then looked at you with that grin on his face, "and you? dear f/n?" your friend then looked at you with a smile, making you look back at the menu as you replied, "um... i won't order for now."

"are you not hungry?" your friend asked, tilting their head before sighing, "we've been in class all day and i did not see you eat! you should have something..."

then, your friend decided to place an order for you, and jade merely smiled as he wrote down the drinks and/or meals for you both. you breathed a sigh of relief the moment he, his twin, and his boss left your table.

"you seem tense," noted your friend.

"i'm just tired..." you lied, smiling a little at them.

initially, you enjoyed the atmosphere of the mostro lounge and it has always been your go-to spot after class and during the weekends. you have grown used to the trio's presence and considered them as close friends.

however, the longer you kept visiting them, the more you've noticed how odd they've been acting.

they won't let you leave easily, even if it is past the closing time.

azul has been trying to get you to sign a contract, claiming it was harmless and he would never cheat a "friend".

jade has been trying to feed you mushrooms that he found during his hike, claiming that they were safe to eat and he even added special ingredients. only the seven knows what drug or potions he has been pouring into his meals made for you.

floyd was also trying to feed you meals made by him, as well as trying to drag you around wherever he went, disguising it as a form of hang out despite his "threats" on your attempts to leave.

maybe they just want to spend time with me, is what you thought, but day by day, you have been slowly proven wrong with how close they are at times.

you snapped out of your thoughts the moment floyd served your dishes and drinks. your friend was ecstatic as they quickly dug into their meal, while you looked up to see floyd smiling down at you in an innocent way, but there was a hint of something ominous behind that smile.

"here's your food, shrimpy!"

you gulped and mumbled, "thanks..." looking down at your meal, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. it looks exactly as it does on the menu, and the drinks did not have anything suspicious on them — or at least, that's what you think.

your friend was happily enjoying their food. seeing how relaxed they were gave you relief - at least the food or drink wasn't drugged. a soft sigh left your lips as you started to have your meal, enjoying the taste despite the unreadable expression on your face.

you can feel their stares. their eyes watch you with a daunting gaze, and even if they were not in your peripheral vision, you knew they were settled by the bar, watching you like a hawk.

you could have called them out or reported their suspicious behaviour, no? but why? they were your friends. they would never do anything to harm you. you weren't sure if it was some form of coping mechanism or if you still held some trust for them deep down, but all you knew was the guilt that continuously seeped into your mind at the thought of reporting their behaviour to the faculty staff.

you were afraid, but you still trust them. azul always had a way of messing with your psychological thoughts, and the twins were there to back him up and manipulate you into thinking they were only being friendly.

"oh! i left my phone at the campus, i'll be right back!" your friend spoke as they realised their cellular device was not on their person. they quickly stood up and left the lounge, leaving you alone as you tried to reach out to them, "wait-!"

but they were long too gone.

damn it.

you stayed silent for a moment, thoughts swirling in your mind as you looked back at the meal that you have been consuming for the past few minutes now.

your gaze then went to the bar to see them smiling at you. drat. you made eye contact with them and that was more than enough of an invitation to approach you.

"it seems your friend left rather abruptly," noted azul as he sat beside you with that suspicious smile of his. you merely hummed in response as floyd sat on your other side and spoke in a rather enthusiastic voice, "shrimpy! did you like the food?"

"it tastes great..." you replied, avoiding eye contact as you continued to stare at your half-eaten meal. floyd was pleased to hear you say this, making him pat your back before pulling you in for an asphyxiating hug.

you tried to pull away, patting his arm as a signal to let go and that you wanted to breathe. however, he was not letting you off, which made jade sigh as he spoke to his brother, "floyd, you are suffocating the prefect."

"oh no~ oops~!" replied floyd as he released you, but you knew he was not genuine in that little 'oops' of his. as soon as he released you, you started to feel lightheaded. your vision was blurring and doubling, and your head was throbbing in pain as you leaned on the table, unable to keep your eyes open.

the trio merely smiled as azul held you close to him and whispered, "you appear to be tired... it's alright, rest here... this is your home now..."

unable to fight back or stay awake, your eyes fluttered shut and your consciousness started slipping as you fell into a deep state of sleep. the last words you heard gave you a sense of fear, but you were now too powerless to do anything.

"we won't hurt you. we're your friends..."

━ 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙖 ━

"but...!"

"i need to head back to my dorm, kalim..." you spoke once again, wanting to return back to your room to sleep after the energy-consuming party you just had in scarabia mere moments ago.

"we have guest rooms here!" reasoned kalim, not wanting to let you leave.

"as much as i wanted to stay, i can't... sorry..."

there was no way you'd stay in that guest room after the incident. a frown found its way to kalim's lips as jamil sighed, "kalim... we can't force them to stay." with a defeated expression, kalim unwrapped his arms around you as he spoke to you, "will you come back tomorrow?"

relief. that was what you felt the moment you thought you would be back in your room. as much as you loved hanging out with them, you wanted a shut-eye too. "yeah, of course! i'll see you tomorrow," you replied before waving goodbye to the two and leaving their dorm.

the moment you arrived at your dormitory, the first thing you greeted were your pillows. you had quickly fallen asleep and thought of nothing but getting the rest you needed. it was the weekend tomorrow, so you were free to sleep in as much as you wanted.

the next day came by quickly and you were invited for lunch at scarabia. you loved the meals they served and their hospitality has made you feel more at home than you ever felt in this academy.

everything was going splendidly. the meals were fantastic, the drinks were refreshing, and the atmosphere was lively - the perfect scenario for a weekend lunch with friends, no?

you spent hours after lunch with them; studying, reading, sharing stories about school experiences and personal lives, and whatnot. however, you started to feel drowsy around the afternoon, wanting to take a nap to preserve your energy and rest.

you have become drowsy several times lately.

of course, you thought nothing of it. you were just exhausted from all the responsibilities you had to tackle, nothing out of the ordinary. kalim seemed to have noticed your drowsy state and quickly gave you one of the sofa pillows nearby. without another word, you grabbed the pillow and laid your head on it, passing out almost immediately.

minutes turned into hours and you had woken up from your nap - although, sleep was a better term as you had been out for hours now. rubbing the drowsiness from your eyes, you let out a soft yawn and sat up, feeling the soft mattress underneath as you looked at the spot you were lying on in confusion.

'a bed? where am i...?'

you thought you were back at your dorm, but the interior was completely different from your room. that's when it hit you, you were in one of scarabia's dormitory rooms. you quickly got out of bed and ran to the door, trying to open it only to find it unlocked.

"shit..." you muttered under your breath as you looked around the room for its key, but it was nowhere to be found. you quickly banged on the door, hoping someone was outside to hear you, "is anyone there?!"

it was silent for a while until you heard a jingle of keys from the other side of the door, making you sigh in relief as you thought you were about to witness freedom, "oh thank goodness... please open the door!"

the sounds of the keys were giving you a sense of relief, and you thought they were about to unlock the door. however, only silence followed and no other sound was heard. what was going on?

"hello? is anyone there?" you called out once more, banging on the door, "please unlock the door! i don't see the key in here!"

then, a chuckle was heard on the other side of the door, giving you a sense of fear at the thought of someone purposefully locking you in here.

"you should take a rest, prefect."

that was jamil's voice. you knocked on the door again as you pleaded for your freedom, "jamil? please unlock the door!"

"you ought to keep it down. people are sleeping. we wouldn't want to wake them up now, would we?" spoke jamil as he let out a sigh, "you'll be staying in there. this is your new home now... good night."

his footsteps then started to fade as you continued banging on the door, "jamil?! let me out!!! come back!!! kalim! please!" all the relentless knocking and banging on the door were for naught as no one came to your aid.

days have passed and you barely remember much of what had happened, but you had vague memories of wanting to escape this wretched dormitory, then making the sudden decision to stay as if you were being hypnotized. they had fed you, entertained you, and took care of you during your whole stay.

they've been nothing but good to you! why would you want to leave?

why do you feel as if you are being manipulated to stay?

━ 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙚 ━

you were frozen in place for a few hours now with only epel in the room as he got himself busy with carving apples. if you hadn't been cursed by vil's unique magic, you would have run out of the door and never looked back at this dormitory.

but alas, you have fallen for his trick and bit into an apple slice that he had cursed without your knowledge. now, you were stuck seated on this couch settled in their lounge.

"epel...?"

you called out, making the first-year pause his carving as he looked at you. how could he still look at you with an innocent gaze after being involved in your captivity?

"mm?"

"how long 'till vil's spell wears off?" you asked, hoping it would be sooner rather than later.

"30 minutes," replied epel before tilting his head, "you are not looking to escape now, are 'ya?" you quickly shook your head in response, giving him a fake enthusiastic smile, "no! no! not at all!"

"lying won't help you, chéri(e)."

you quickly turned quiet at the sound of rook's voice. his footsteps paired with another one gave you a hint that vil was in the room as well, walking towards you before the dormitory head stood before you, leaning down as he held your cheek as if to inspect your face.

rook stood beside vil as he spoke patronisingly, "mon dieu! those tear stains on your face pain my heart. why the tears?" you glared at rook as he knew exactly why you were feeling this way, but he merely smiled at you.

"we fed you, cared for you, gifted you luxurious things, helped you in all your assignments, and so much more. why are you being ungrateful?" spoke vil as he narrowed his gaze at you with a frown. you did not say a word in response, not wanting to raise their irritation and anger towards you.

vil sighed at your lack of response, "stop acting like a spoiled child."

"then set me free."

you demanded freedom, hoping they would grant it to you despite the low chances. they have given you everything, so why can't they give you the freedom you desire?

"you know we can't do that," spoke vil as you felt his hand on your cheek, caressing it with his thumb ever so slightly to give you a sense of comfort, "it's dangerous and there is nothing out there that will satisfy and love you."

"my friends—"

"your friends have long forgotten you, dear," replied vil as he cut you off, "in fact, they are glad that you are no longer interacting with them..."

you did not want to believe him, but the way he spoke to you in such a tone with that comforting caress made you stay quiet. epel and rook then sat beside you while vil gently started playing with your locks, a glint of satisfaction was evident in his eyes but you did not notice them as you were staring at the ground.

'hah! just say the right words and you'll fall into our trap once again... how naive...'

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serominee · 1 year

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#homestuck #jade harley #lofaf #requests #my art

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w0rm-3nthus14st · 2 months

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you will become my favorite person if you draw aradia and jade playing basketball and slam dunking a planet they scaled down to the size of a ball

SLAM DUNKING EARTH C LETS GOOOOOOOOOO

#homestuck #jade harley #aradia megido #fanart #art #artists on tumblr #request #CLsart

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eoieopda · 1 year

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Hi Jade 🫶🏻 I have a drabble request if you’re still taking them: Jungkook gets home from tour and is just the clingiest, cutest, softest bf 🙏🏻

yo this idea has me weak 🥲 i hope you like this!

Judging by the clattering in your kitchen, your jet-lagged boyfriend had finally emerged from his seemingly endless slumber.

You’d been awake for four hours, and out of bed for three. It took longer than expected to carefully untangle yourself from the knot of his limbs, but he slept through your escape. And Bam’s excitement at having an awake parent to play with. And the unavoidable clang of pots and pans as you cooked a breakfast now finally in the hands of its intended recipient - at 2:00 in the afternoon.

You heard the floorboards creak as he shuffled out of the kitchen. His movements were incredibly slow as he padded up the hall to join you in the living room, like all the sleep he’d gotten hadn’t recharged his battery. Also audible was the faint crunch of newly toasted bread, which tugged the corner of your mouth into an involuntary smile.

Jungkook always needed a snack to hold him over until he brought his actual meal to a table. After all, he might waste away in the few moments it would take to make himself a place. You always joked that his stomach was a bottomless pit, but he maintained that he only ate this much when you were the one cooking. And when you scrunched your nose at his flattery, he’d kiss it until your cheeks turned into roses. Then he’d kiss those, too.

Laying on the couch with your legs stretched out across the cushions, your head rested on a plush, velveteen pillow. The heels of your hands were anchored against your chest as you propped up this week’s novel. You had to peek over the top of it to see Jungkook appear in the doorway.

Bleary eyes squinted against sunlight as he looked for you. The hood of his sweatshirt was pulled up over his hair, but you knew without looking that it was sticking up in every possible direction - which always confounded you due to how deeply he slept. Immovable, powered off completely. His shoulders still carried the weight of his exhaustion; and his cheeks puffed out as he attempted to chew what you assumed was - at minimum - half his slice of toast.

Of all the versions of him, this one was a hard-fought favorite of yours: the silly, sleepy, soft Jungkook. The one that stirred the butterflies in your stomach just by existing, too out-of-it to notice the effect he had on you.

He groaned as he bent over to put his plate on the coffee table. You expected him to take his usual spot at the end of the couch and pull your legs over his lap like he always did. This time, he deviated from the pattern. Not waiting long enough for you to set your book down, he wiggled his head between its bottom and your chest, and then let the weight of his body slump down on top of yours.

You giggled as he slid his hands underneath you and wrapped you up in his arms. With his chest pressed against yours, you could feel his deep, contented sigh as it left him. No longer accessible, you closed your book with an unseen smile and tossed it gently to the rug below. You couldn’t see how it landed, but you hoped it was graceful.

“You left,” He mumbled sadly with his face tucked under your chin. He breathed slowly through his nose; every warm exhale tickled the bare skin of your neck.

Your now-free hands settled into a familiar routine. One rested on his back; the muscles of which, you noted, had become much more defined since he left for tour ten weeks earlier. The other hand pulled back his hood in order to thread fingers through his soft - albeit messy - tresses. Fingernails scratching gently over his scalp, you chuckled, “You had your leg draped over me, pressing into my bladder. When I came back from the bathroom, you were spread out over the mattress like a sleep-deprived starfish.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” He cooed, squeezing you tighter. “The second-worst part about leaving is having to sleep alone. I forget how to share, and then you have to deal with the consequences.”

“Second worst?”

“The only thing worse than going to sleep without you is being awake without you,” he explained it casually, as if it wouldn’t make your heart do somersaults.

But it did, because this soft, sleepy man was yours - he was home - and he said things like that just as easily as breathing.

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Hellooo!!<3

I really am in love with your fanfictions and if your requests are open, I was wondering if you would mind doing a soft lee zhongli👉👈

have a good day, I hope I didn’t bother you!<333💞

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“…ahem. director hu, this really isn’t-“

“nonsense! this is good for you. you’re always so uptight! just let me do this. please?” hu tao pleaded, clasping her hands together like a child asking their parent for candy.

“well— i suppose it isn’t too much trouble. as long as we keep it brief. i was planning on meeting up with ms. xianyun for some tea this afternoon,” zhongli relented, not being able to say no to his boss.

after the festivities of lantern rite, the funeral director and her subordinate had spent the week helping the city with cleanup. additionally, they were occupied with organizing props for their new friend furina’s upcoming film. to say the least, they were extremely busy and hadn’t had much time to rest.

“look, it’s really simple. you just place your hands in the bowl, and the stones will heat up and relax any tension,” hu tao explained, setting up the bowl and using her pyro resonance to warm up the smooth, ebony stones. “i do this for xingqiu all the time. it also makes your skin softer!”

“i see. then i will do as you say,” zhongli replied, carefully placing his admittedly tired hands into the bowl, immediately feeling a sense of relief. he couldn’t help the relaxed sigh that escaped his lips.

“it’s awesome, right? lemme know when you’re done, ‘cause i want a turn, too.”

“oh— if the director would like a turn, then by all means,” the older man started, swiftly removing his hands from the bowl and offering it to hu tao. she simply rolled her eyes.

“aiya! it’s fine, mr. zhongli. i offered it to you first! here,” she responded, gently grabbing his hands and placing them back in the warm stones.

zhongli chuckled. “alright, if you insist. i will stay like this for a few minutes longer, then.”

he didn’t know how much time had passed before he slowly opened his eyes to the sensation of fingertips on his shoulders. director hu was— massaging him?

“oh! you’re awake! you’ve been asleep for almost half an hour now. you looked like you needed the relaxation due to your slightly tense stance, so i took it upon myself to give you a complimentary massage! on the house~” hu tao giggled, working at the knots between his shoulder blades.

“that’s very kind of you. i must thank you for your courtesy; however— mmph!” zhongli’s eyes sprung open, an unexpected noise flying out of him before he could even comprehend what was going on.

“mr. zhongli! i was just telling you about how uptight you always are! give it a rest! i’m doing this for you as your friend, not your boss!” hu tao exclaimed, frustrated, starting to poke around his collarbone, neck, and ears, smirking when zhongli seemed to react in the way she had hoped.

“yohohou—! thihihis—!!” zhongli spluttered, removing his hands from the bowl and bringing them up to his neck, careful not to hurt the smaller girl as he pushed softly at her hands.

“ah-ah~ this is part of the treatment! reeeeally helps loosen up that tension~!” hu tao teased, spidering her fingers behind his ears now and letting out an amused laugh when he brought his shoulders up to them.

“suhuhurely you jehehest!” the man wheezed, his ears reddening from how embarrassing the whole situation was. for goodness sake, he was an archon, how could he possibly have gotten so sensitive over the years? retirement really was taking a toll on him.

“nope! no jokes here, mr. zhongli. although, something must be super funny! mind letting me in on your joke~?” hu tao retorted, not even trying to hide her real intentions now as she wriggled her fingertips into his sides, relishing in the panicked giggles from the man.

“t-thahahat’s ehehenough! dihihirector— plehehease!”

hu tao sighed, holding up her hands in mock surrender. “alright, alright. i suppose you’ve had enough for one day.”

zhongli coughed, swiftly composing himself as he dusted off his clothes. he made sure his ears had completely cooled down before he turned to look at the pyro wielder.

“right, well, i thank you for your unique relaxation methods, ms. director. unfortunately, i must be off to see ms. xianyun now. i’ll be back tomorrow bright and early for work,” he rambled, grabbing his lackluster mora pouch as he made his way to the door. hu tao only grinned.

“yeah, yeah, i got it. have fun with your tea party! yknow, you kinda sound like a tea kettle when you—“

zhongli was already out the door.

#jade’s requests #tickle fic #genshin impact #tickling #genshin impact tickle #ler!hu tao #lee!zhongli #ticklish!zhongli #genshin fic

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