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luversgirl · 5 months

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TO BE SO LONELY, part two

summary: after the pouges forget her special day, y/n meets someone the pouges aren’t too pleased with. (heres part one if you haven’t read it yet)

notes: here is the long awaited pt two, im sorry this took to long. i’m in the middle of finals and im trying to get back into writing (p.s theirs another important note after the fic)

warnings: language?

after the big fight at the chateau rafe drove them to the beach, more specifically the one they first interacted at.

y/n quickly slipped off the helmet and walked towards the water without a word said.

as she got closer and closer she placed the helmet and shopping bag down and continued walking.

“y/n!” rafe yelled trying to catch up.

“y/n!” he yelled again a bit more sternly making her stop in her tracks.

he quickly caught up seeing as he was walking very fast to keep up with her “please talk to me” he softly spoke as he stopped in front of her.

“there’s nothing for me to say” she spoke back clearly lying as many tears rolled down her face.

“you’re allowed to be upset y/n” rafe says placing his hands on her face, wiping her tears away.

“how come everyone forgets me” y/n’s voice cracks as she speaks.

after y/n broke down at the beach rafe thought it would be best for her to stay at the cameron household for the night.

waking up to the sun peaking through out the expensive silky curtains the rougtledge girl rubbed her eyes.

her eyebrows furrowed at the unfamiliar smell of the sheets she was laying on, turning her body around she saw a sleeping rafe.

she sat up, carefully doing her best to to wake rafe and succeeding.

y/n’s eyes gazed around the room that was clearly rafes. it pleasantly surprised her how organized his room was, the way all his expensive colognes were organized, no laundry on the floor and the pictures of his family and him displayed along the walls.

“good morning” y/n turned to rafe who was now rubbing his eyes as she was minutes before.

“good morning” she smiled as he pulled her closer kissing the top on her head.

“how you feeling baby” rafe asks.

“better now thanks to you” y/n grins looking up at him “what time is it?”

rafe grabs his phone from the nightstand by his side “its 12” he says.

“i have a shift at 1” y/n sighs leaning against rafe.

“can you cancel it?” rafe trys to reason.

y/n chuckles “thats not exactly how a job works, wheres my phone?” she asks.

“under your pillow” y/n reaches for it, hopingit doesn’t explode with messages when it powers on “i also put it on silent so we could sleep through the night” rafe chuckles.

“thank you” y/n smile up at him before checking “jesus christ” she quickly says as she was right about the phone blowing up and

scrolls through all the missed notifications.

“you okay?” rafe asks observing her face.

closing her eyes, y/n takes a deep breath then setting her phone down onto the bed and started to get out of the plush cameron bed.

“woah, woah, woah, where you going sweet thing?” rafe quickly followed now standing in front of her with his hands on each side of her face caressing her soft cheekbones with his thumbs.

“rafe” y/n smiles and tilts her head up looking at the tall boy.

“you know, not all of us can be kooks” sending him a sad smile.

shortly after rafes constant attempts to get y/n not to go to work he accepted his loss in the battle and dropped her off.

she was 2 hours into her shift and nothing had gone wrong yet, but of course she knew something was bound to happen seeing as her brother and his friends new where she worked so it was all just a matter of time.

as soon as her break hits she’s pushing the back door of the the store open for some fresh air only to be met with the pouges.

“what do you guys want” y/n spoke sitting on her usual break bench and gave into her fate.

“i don’t understand why’d you do this to us” john b speaks up first.

y/n eyebrows furrow “i didn’t ‘do’ anything to do” she emphasizes the ‘do’ “not everything is about you bee” using her brother nickname only reserved for her.

“i never said tha-“ john b interjects.

“but thats what you meant, you know i’m actually happy?” y/n humourless laughs then begins to raises her voice “i don’t remember the last time i’ve even been this happy and the second you find out its not in a way you ‘approve’ of you want to try and take it from me”

“we-“ jj tries to interject something else but y/n doesn’t even give him the chance as she grows angrier every time they say something.

“you know he hasn’t bothered you guys in months but you’re all too self absorbed in your fucking shit to even see that and where the fuck was all this when john started dating sarah” y/n’s voice quivers but also grows louder as she stands up “huh?”

“i always supported you and sarah” y/n addresses the young couple making eye contact with the cameron who continued to remain silent “nice to know kindness is a one way street with you guys”

“y/n we never meant to try take away your happiness” kie spits out as y/n starts towards the door.

she turns around to face the pouges “then what were you trying to do?” they all look down at the ground or just stay silent.

“that’s what i thought”

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milaisreading · 4 months

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Helloo~ i just wanna lyk that im so freaking obsessed with your blue locks fics specially sae x isagi’s sister y/n. If you don’t mind can you please do a sae x isagi sis reader where oliver wants to get back together with the reader only to find out that shes already in a relationship. Sae got jealous and publics their relationship slsksksk i dont even know if i make sense but i live for possessive sae ❤️‍🩹🔫

🌱🩷: I hope u like what I wrote! Thanks for reading and the request 🫶🏻

Warnings l: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

Sae Itoshi wasn't a particularly jealous person, he never had much of a reason to be jealous. He had the talent it takes to become a football player, the looks, and for the most part important connections in the football world. He was never much of affectionate person either, if you ignore the brotherly love he used to give to Rin. But that pretty much changed when he agreed to the request of playing at a match between the Blue Lock team and Japan's U-20 national team. As Sae expected Rin was there and he wasn't surprised by the progress Rin made. What did surprise him were 3 things: 1. how well the opposing team was keeping up, 2. the ace of Blue Lock, a no name to Sae, leaving most of the team in the dust with his tactics, and the 3rd thing was a certain yell he heard in the middle of the match...

Sae hid his surprise as he heard the girl from the spectators spot yell at the ace, which shocked his team as well. Sae stared at the girl, trying to make out her features as he heard Oliver sigh.

"What's up with you?" The rehead asked.

'Can this guy think of anything else?' Sae wondered, already suspecting what Oliver might say.

"Isn't she just beautiful? God, she used to yell at me like that at times." Oliver smiled warmly, something that surprised Sae. He never looked fondly at anyone.

"You know her or?"

"We used to date a while back... I really messed that one up."

Sae kept quiet as Oliver spoke and shortly after left as his coach called him over. The redhead couldn't wrap his head around that one.

'Oliver used to be in a real relationship? And he was still hung over about it? Weird...' The redhead thought, glancing between Oliver and the girl.

"Sae!! What are you thinking about?" The redhead shook himself out of the memory and looked over at (Y/n), giving her a small smile.

"Nothing, I was just remembering the time I first saw you."

"Oh? That time I walked into you, yeah. That was embarrassing." (Y/n) laughed with a flustered face as Sae stared at her with the same smile.

"Yeah, but you were really cute with that surprised expression. Your clumsiness didn't change much since that night either." Sae chuckled, grabbing her hand as they made their way out of the stadium.

"Hey, it did get better. Don't be mean." She scolded him back. Sae stared at her for a moment, running his eyes over her frown.

'Adorable!' He thought as he poked her cheeks.

"Hey!" (Y/n) protested, getting more embarrassed but didn't remove his hands from her face.

"Anyway, how was your practice today? Yoichi said Luna-san is getting a lot more stricter with the team." She commented as Sae took her hand again. The redhead stayed quiet for a moment, observing the night sky before looking back at her.

"Yeah, he is a lot more on edge, but it's mainly because we have that upcoming game with Ubers."

"That's right, Yoichi did mention that last night to me. But, I am sure you will do great like always." Sae's face grew red at the flattering words and cleared his throat.

"Of course. You know me." The rehead said back, his voice much more cheerful than the usual one. This, a much softer side was something he only reserved for (Y/n) to see. He just wished they could stop hiding this relationship, wearing a mask during summer and in Madrid wasn't the best thing. But, to stay with (Y/n) he would do it.

'Besides...' Sae thought as he looked back at (Y/n), who was lost in her own thoughts at the moment.

'This side of her, the embarrassed, funny, and loving version of her is something only I want to see for now. This side only belongs to me.'

Sae was never more greatful for the mask that hid his red face.

Later that night, Sae was at (Y/n)'s apartment and waiting for her to join him to sleep. He was mindlessly scrolling through his phone when (Y/n)'s phone beeped, signaling that a message arrived. Now, the older Itoshi wasn't someone to pry on other people's phones, especially of his girlfriend so he just ignored it.

'If it is important, she will tell me.' Sae thought to himself. After about 5 minutes, another message arrived and (Y/n) entered the room again.

"I am so tired." Sae glanced at her as she yawned a little.

"Cute." He smiled to himself as he watched (Y/n) grab her phone only to see her frown in confusion.

"What happened?" Sae asked, growing a little worried from her reaction.

"Ah... it's just that Oliver texted me, weird." She mumbled, laying on the bed next Sae. The said boy grew annoyed at those words, he was aware of their history and he didn't enjoy the idea of them being so close. But, it's not like he can tell her who to speak to.

"What does he want?" Sae tried to sound disinterest as he pulled her into a hug, smiling as he felt her relax in it.

"Just said he will arrive in Madrid in 2 days for the match and that we should meet again." She said, reading through his messages. Sae's eyes narrowed a little and his hug tightened as (Y/n) wrote something back, then put her phone away.

"I won't go. Besides, I like spending that time more with you." She answered honestly and kissed Sae's cheek, which caused him to blush a little, kissing the top of her head in return.

"Good. I love spending that time more around you, too."

'I need to do something about Aiku. I know very well that he still has some feelings for (Y/n), and while she will reject him, Aiku isn't one to give up.' Sae kept thinking as he watched (Y/n) slowly fall asleep.

'Should I finally announce the relationship? I like it like this, tho... What to do?' The redhead sighed, burying his face into her hair.

"Hmmm..."

The day of the match had finally come and both Re Al and Ubers were doing good so far. It was half time break right now and the status was 2-1 in Re Al's favor, and bot scored by Sae with Isagi and Luna's help. The team wasn't sure what was going on with Sae, but they weren't complaining. Now, the older Itoshi did plan on scoring when the chance was given to him, but what made his determination skyrocket was what Isagi told him earlier on.

Prior to the game...

"Hmm? I see Aiku still didn't give up." Sae looked over at Isagi as he finished his warm-ups.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean Aiku is still trying to win big sis back. I thought he gave up 2 years ago." Alarmed by those words, Sae looked over to where Oliver was, and sure enough he was talking to (Y/n) about something.

"He wants her back?" Sae asked, his eyes narrowing as (Y/n) moved away from Oliver a little.

"Yeah, he still likes her a lot. He told me earlier when they arrived here that he plans on asking her on a date later on. I told you to come clean with this relationship earlier." Isagi sent Sae a look before going to where his sister was.

'Aiku wants her back? No way will I let that happen.' Sae thought to himself, finally making up his mind over everything.

'I will defeat Aiku, then show him and the whole world to stay away from her.'

And true to Sae's promise, Re Al ended up winning the game, with the redhead surprising everyone with his performance today. And while Luna and the rest of the team were flocking him with praises, Isagi and (Y/n) were standing to the side on the field as the cameras and press walked over to Sae, probably excited for some answers. (Y/n) smiled the whole time at Sae, happy to see him get all the compliments.

'Proud of you.' She thought as someone tapped her shoulder.

"Huh? Oh, Oliver! Great game there! You did great today." (Y/n) said as she saw the taller standing behind her.

"Ahh~ wish we won, though. But, I am happy you liked it. You look quite good today, but I would like it more if you wore my jersey than your brother's."

"Well, I like Yoichi's more!" (Y/n) said back, a little nervous by his words.

Isagi, who was standing close by moved over to where they stood.

"Aiku, don't you have a team to go after?" He asked, a little irritated and worried. Sae was already pissed at Oliver for wanting to win his sister over, if he heard of this now...

And, as if luck wasn't on Isagi's side today, Sae saw the interaction and it was his final straw. He quickly pushed his way past his teammates and press, ignoring the shouts as he walked closer to the trio.

"I am so tired of this." Sae narrowed his eyes as he gently grabbed (Y/n) and turned her to face him.

"Huh? Sae?" She wondered in surprise as a blush covered her face.

'He was never like this in public! Weren't we supposed to be lowkey?' She thought as Sae grabbed her face and moving her closer to him.

"Let's make this official now." He smiled softly, pulling her into a kiss. And, while she did hear the people's gasps, Oliver's shocked yell, and Isagi saying 'finally', she didn't feel as embarrassed as one would expect. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Sae enjoyed this reaction, and he will enjoy this even more when he sees Oliver's defeated expression.

'She is mine. He better back off...'

#bllk #blue lock anime #blue lock manga #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock scenarios #isagi's sister #blue lock requests #sae itoshi #bllk sae #blue lock sae #sae itoshi x reader #sae itoshi x y/n

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miniversse · 25 days

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⭑“silhouette” pt.1⭑

╰┈➤ OTHER PARTS

⭑ changbin x female reader

⭑ content includes: mentions of sex, mentions of smoking, non-idol changbin, non-idol reader, unestablished relationship, reader is a stalker?, convo heavy

⭑ note: guys, i’m obsessed with this one so much. part 2 is gonna have all the juicy stuff you look for sooo make sure you read this one first! just for ease, the window reader watches is across her, so imagine a street separating the buildings. enjoy!

⭑ minors dni

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the view of the second floor window was burned into your mind, and so were all his silhouettes. whether it was a marlboro between his fingers, a beer in his hand, or a girl in his arms. you saw it all. whether he was changing, he was crying, or he was working. you saw it all.

you knew his name - changbin - from the pleasureful moans of his one night stands. you knew his age - 24 - from the balloons his friends brought to him as a suprise. he worked from dusk till dawn, typing and talking to himself until the birds chirped. you stayed up with him untill the lights of his room were dim and he became silent. your life was more of him than you, admiring his every move, every glance, every smile. 24/7.

when his mind was foggy and he sat by the window sill to light a cigarette, you’d sit up on your bed calling out his name, but it was only in your mind. your exchanged glances was the only connection between you two. his eyes glared into yours for what felt like forever, taking in your presence. but you wanted more: you wanted to hear him speak, to come down to face you, to hold you in his arms like all the other girls he held, to acknowledge more than your presence.

“why aren’t you asleep?” his voice punched the dense and quiet night, knocking you out of thought. his knees were brought up to his chest, face turned to observe your sleepless movements on the bed. you bring your head out of the window, forcing words out your dry throat.

“i.. i just don’t feel tired” you didnt need to shout for him to hear you, the neighbourhood honored this moment and kept quiet.

“me either.” he let his mouth wrap around his 2nd marlboro this night, the smoke fading into the starry sky.

he continues to speak. “its funny how the night seems to stretch on when you’re lost in thoughts”

“whats on your mind?” you ask him, wondering what someone perfect like him would be worried about.

“just… life, work, the future, whats after the future”

you lay down on your bed so that your head rests on the window sill, tilting your head to observe him. his muscular body peeking through his tight shirt and thick framed glasses complimented his serene beauty. you were tired of observing his life, rather you wanted to be in it. and this was your sole opportunity to step into his world.

“would you like some company? im not getting sleepy anytime soon” your mouth trembles on the last words, worried about his response. he hops back down into his room and and puts on a jacket, peeking his head up so you can see a bit of him.

“i’ll be there, open the door for me” and with that, the windows are shut and his room turns dark.

you squirm out of bed, racing to put everything back into place. your heart beats faster with every footstep he took closer to you. you’ve always imagined things thinking it would never happen, but it’s caught up now and you’re frantically throwing clothes into your closet and turning on candles to mask the smell of the cigarettes.

a ring at your door brings you at an abrupt halt. you approach the door to finally get to experience what you’ve always watched, maybe he’ll have you in his arms tonight to keep his mind occupied. his figure covered the lights of the hallway. he smiled at you, trying to avert your gaze from his body.

“can i come in?”

“y-yeah sure” you move to the side, watching him take his shoes off and walk in.

“so this is where you spend your time watching me?” he laughs at his remark, turning to face you again. you were at a loss of words. you couldn’t say no because that would be lying, and you couldn’t say yes because it’s awkward to admit. so you kept quiet, looking into his dark and dreamy eyes. he sits down on the couch, waiting for you to do the same.

“would you like anything to drink?”

“it’s alright, trying to limit my alcohol intake” you nod at his response, moving to sit next to him and turning your head to face him at any chance you got. the silence got longer and heavier, but you tried to open up conversations that ended unsuccessfully.

“it feels different having you here”

“in a good way, i hope” he chuckles

“definitely. i needed a distraction from all these thoughts i’ve been having”

he furrows his eyebrows with concern, turning his body to yours.

“what’s up? you can tell me.”

those 6 words were the key to your overflowing heart, and you felt like pouring everything out to him.

“it’s just that i went through a rough relationship about a year ago, and my ex back in town to torment me.” it’s all you could vocalize without having tears form in your eyes. through the blur in your eyes, you notice how his gaze falls to your lips for a rather long time. his thumb moves to your eyes, wiping off the forming tears.

“hey… don’t cry.” you felt bad for the awkward position you put him in, so you wipe your tears off and smile at him.

“it’s ok, i’ll find a way to torment him back”

his fingers now trace down your cheek and and to your chin, bringing it closer to his face. you never really got to admire his features until now. his face was smooth and warm to the eye, eyes always telling something. he brings his mouth to your ear, brushing it with his upper lip.

“i can help” your body shudders at his remark, and again when his lips lock into yours. it felt like you’ve been doing this with him forever, your youngest intertwining and gliding with ease. you occasionally bite at his lower lip, bring him closer into you and wrapping your arms around his neck. it felt unreal, and you only became greedy for more. he pulls back gently and looks back into your eyes, his mouth parts to speak.

“what’s your name? i need to know before it becomes the only thing leaving my mouth”

PART 2

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gravesphillip · 1 year

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✩ 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭

↳ ⑱+, dni unless so

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(𝐬): 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 "𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭" 𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲, 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐞 "𝐠𝐚𝐳" 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤, 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 "𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐩" 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬, 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰/ 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, afab!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬/𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: N/A

𝐀𝐍: 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐧. (this was a little late, im sorryyy. Also it starts off as a ghost x reader keep in mind. MAY INCLUDE MISTAKES!!!!!!)

ps. ive been so unmotivated lately, this will be my last one I do until after Christmas x

You and Ghost had a short period where noone had to attend to any missions, or meetings. Consider it a break almost. Yet, he would still have that mask on in the bunker he stayed in. Like he was afraid of taking that damn thing off. You always attempted to look under it when he lifted it off his face to let it air out a bit. He would always catch you staring and quickly face another direction away from you, pissed. Curiosity got to the best of you, and thats how you ended up here.

Rounds and rounds of pool, playing with the ghost squad hours after hours into the night. It had just hit past 7 PM, Alejandro was up against Gaz. Seemingly, Gaz was beating him. Ghost watched from afar in the bunkers basement where the pool table lied. He was a very observant man. You stood to the side of the pool table watching the two, able to also watch Ghost from the other side.

Gaz has 2 balls left, then the 8-ball. Whilst, Alejandro has 4, plus the 8-ball left. Alejandro got ready to put his next ball towards the top left hole. You watched as he went into form, that strong built body leaning over and closing one eye. He focused on the nearest ball near the hole he was aiming for. 3.. 2.. 1! The cue ball made contact, the striped ball flung towards the hole. It then bounced off the interior walls of the pit before falling in.

"Close one, huh?" he sighed, looking up at Gaz's worried look of potiental defeat. He grunted angrily before grabbing his cue stick and nervously aiming it towards his red solid ball. "Its not your turn, Gaz. Its still Alejandro's." Ghost spat out. You backed up as you heard Gaz mutter under his breath. The pressure was getting to him. Alejandro had a perfect setup on the table, Gaz did not. "I forfeit." He retorted.

Alejandro concurred, "If ya say so." He chuckled to himself as he set the stick back to its rack. Ghost stood up, taking a look at you. "1v1, care?" Alejandro gave you a encouraging look, "Go for it." Rubbing your hands together, you walk over to the rack. Picking the perfect one. Gaz walked by you, heading up out of Soaps bunker you all had snuck in while he wasn't there. "Speaking of which actually, where is Soap exactly?" Gaz spoke stopping half way up the stairs in question.

Ghost decided to answer, since they were close. "Check the workout area, hes always doing reps of somethin'." He sputtered while grabbing a cue right after you and heading to the table. Gaz left, out of sight to retrieve Soap. He grabbed each ball individually from the ball holders on the sides of the table. Placing them in a perfect triangle shape, "Go 'head." He spoke, standing beside you as you got ready to ruin that triangle ghost had just made.

You bent over the table, shifting your cue to the middle, calculating how many you can make within one shot. "Before that, ghost." Alejandro from the other side of the room sitting on the perfectly shaped couched glared over in curiosity. Ghost also had your attention. "I want to make an offer, or like.. a bet?" He nodded in agreement to the bet, but also wanting to know what it was. "If I beat you.." you paused. "I get to see your face." Proudly said. "..and if you lose?" Ghost added on. "Well, I guess whatever you want. Not like it matters though." Ghost looks at Alejandro as he nods to him. He gives you the look of approval of this "bet."

Suddenly, you could hear footsteps upstairs approaching closer to the stairs leading to you 3. Only one pair, it had to have been Soap. And you were definitely correct by that accent you heard as he sang to himself. As he walked down the stairs, you can tell he had just finished a rough workout. Sweat beads covered his tan skin. It was quite attractive to you if you were being honest. He gestured to Ghost and Alejandro, then to you.

"They were about to start a game and placed a bet that if they beat Ghost, they can see his face. Crazy hm?" Alejandro filled in Soap about the current game. "No way? You don't stand a chance against Ghost" Soap looked to you, teasing you. "Maybe I do. You'll never know until it actually happens." Ghost shook his head at your confidence. "All bark, no bite."

Snarling at his remark as you bent over the table once again, getting your cue set up. You smacked it against the cue ball as it threw towards the other balls. They scattered as some went and hit the wall barriers and 1 went into a corner score. It was a Stripe. However, the solids were more set up. So, you decided to go for a solid. You aimed to the ball, your end goal was the right middle shot. Pulling back, ready to shoot, Alejandro decided to sneak up on you standing extremely close to your side. He snaked his hand around your waist. "No pressure, relax. The tables open."

Shivers were sent down your spine as your shot messed up, it bounced off the corner and hit one of the stripes. "Are you trying to mess me up?" Snickering at Alejandro while he still maintained his hand on you. "Focus, hes making his move." You quickly looked back as Ghost hit the ball against one of the Solids in an attempt to claim the easier set up, it potted. "Fuck, Alejandro! I could've made the last one." He didn't respond, instead guided you with your cue, bending over you as your body followed his. Your fingers started to shake slightly from his touch.

"Watch." He made a pull faster than you would ever. He had goaled 2 Stripes. You didn't even see what happened, you were too focused on being upset at him. "Ghost is Solids since he made a Solid goal after the break, you are Stripes. Don't fuck it up." Ghost glared at the two of you disgustingly. He did not want you to win at all, not like this. "Do not help them, Alejandro." Ghosts voice grew rough at the end, he was serious.

It was a 1v3. You were winning thanks to Alejandro. Ghost seemed highly ticked off, as he aggressively shoot his shot. Of course, he made it. You rolled your eyes to this as he lined up yet another ball to a score. Ghost glared up at you before slamming the cue into the cue ball that then pushed his red stripe into the hole he was aiming for. Knowing itll probably be a while till you had a turn, you wondered what Alejandro and Soap were doing. Both of them were at the counter behind the pool table many feet away. They were both taking shots one after another. Soap caught your glance and quickly pulled the shot glass away from his face after finishing. "Care for a few?"

You debated it but you needed to concentrate on this pool game, it was important to you. "Ah, no. Maybe after I kick his ass." Ghost scoffed at your remark, finally missing after hitting 3 balls in. 4v3 now. The last ball he had attempted to shoot in had bounced off the corner and flinged towards the middle of the table. You just need 4 more then the 8 ball and you win. Simple enough.

Looking at the table, you found the easiest shot possible. Just another corner shot as always. Ghost decided to take a shot before waiting for his potiental demise. Bending over the table once again, lining up your shot like always. Potting the ball without issue. Quickly then lining up another shot, but before you could shoot it, you yawn. Your arm released way too early and the cue ball barely hit the ball you were aiming for. Meaning, you scratched. "Fuck.." stretching out in exhaustion not letting it affect you too much.

Just before you can complain in the slightest, Gaz came back but this time with Captain Price. "He was interested in this game, so I brought him down here. Hope you guys dont mind?" You shrugged, looking tired and worn out from the game. Surprisingly, a whole hour had past since you two had started. Price leaned over the table observing it closely. "Tough game you two got going on." Ghost just slightly nodded, moving the cue ball to the position he wanted next to one of his stripes.

"Might as well get this over with." This alarmed you, what was he thinking to do? Getting all 3 of his remaining balls seemed impossible. No way. Alejandro laughed from afar in the room. You were so confused, what were you not seeing that they were? Ghost finally made his move. One ball hit one of his others as then that one did the same to his third. All 3 went in different directions as 2 potted and the remaining bounced off the wall to then pot. You stood there frozen with just your 3 and the 8 ball on the table. You're screwed.

"Guess that's game, huh" Soap teased, shoving your shoulder the slightest. You remained still as Ghost finished the game by potting the 8 ball. You actually lost. "Well uh, what did you want if you won?" You said in actual confusion. "We all wanted something." Alejandro answered for everyone in the room. Turning your head to what that was, everyone looked at you. "May we show you?" Ghost added on, slowly wrapping his hands around your hips pulling them towards him. Immediate shivers flew down your spine. You were speechless, was everyone in on this? You didn't mind, but just didn't know what to say or do. Ghost walked back, forcing yourself to follow along or you might get dragged. He plopped down on the sofa to the left of the pool table as you sat on his lap facing everyone else.

Alejandro leaned in towards you also getting a grip on your sides, kissing your bottom lip gently. You could smell alcohol on his breath, it was intoxicating. Kissing back, he slid his tongue against your lip asking for entry. You allowed, parting your lips and sucking on the intruder. Ghost behind you lifted up his mask just enough that his mouth was revealed. He had a short stubble that tickled the back of your neck as he got closer. Ghost wrapped his lips around your skin, sucking gently bound to leave marks. Soap came to the side of you sitting next to Ghost, also latching onto your skin but on your shoulder. As Alejandro kept your lips connected with his, just now breaking away with saliva following along.

Soap reached down with his hand towards your inner thigh snaking between the two barriers. He cupped your most sensitive area with his palm, teasing it with his fingers. Rubbing soft small circles on your clothed clit. Price and Gaz kept you circled on the couch, watching your soft expressions come undone by Soaps fingers before he removed his hand again. Ghost grinded against you, you could feel him hardening up under you. "I want it, please, I can't wait any longer." Whimpering out a pathetic response to the heat you had felt. "Not yet, mi amor." Alejandro whispered into your ear, he moved back and let Gaz get close to you. He knelt down and placed his hands onto your inner thighs, "You're so beautiful." He breathed. Gaz runned his thumbs up then down the band of your pants. "May I?" Looking up into your eyes, asking for permission.

You nodded slowly, slightly nervous. Knowing Gaz, hes a very gentle man with anything so you can trust him. Gaz pulled on your pants, sliding them down past your hips. He looked up again, watching your face for any worry. You placed your hands ontop of his, guiding them down further until you were exposed in just your underwear. Ghost slipped his hands up your shirt and under your bra, cupping your soft plush tits. You gasp from his cold calloused hands as Soap next to him turns your head to him before placing a kiss onto your lips. "mm-" you managed to get out before the sudden movement by Soap. Gaz pulled your panties to the side before slipping his fingers along your vulva, exposing you more. Your legs shivered from the wave of cold hitting your bare skin.

Gaz moved his face closer, his hot breath hitting your most sensitive spot. You moaned into Soaps mouth as Gaz pressed his mouth against your pussy, immediately bringing his tongue out into you. Even though you had your eyes closed, you could hear a belt shift a little ways away from you but near. Opening your eyes to check where that noise was coming from, to your surprise, it was Price. He had slipped his cock out of his pants, slightly stroking it to the sight of you. Which even aroused you more as Gaz began lightly tugging at your folds with his mouth. Toying with you, Gaz continued this until you were pushing onto Ghosts crotch even more, earning you low grunts from behind. Ghost began to pull your shirt off fully, sliding it over your arms while Soap helped.

The only cloth covering you was your bra, soon to be unclipped and also removed from your body. While all this was happening, Gaz never stopped his gruesome pace on your pussy, his tongue working his magic like always. Alejandro from afar came back with a bottle of alcohol. He got as close as he could, trying not to interrupt what was happening. He offered you the bottle, remembering what you had said earlier about it. You gladly accepted, shakily grabbing it from his hands before bringing it to your lips. You leant back into Ghost before tilting your head back to spill some liquid into your mouth. Almost choking at the feeling of Gaz's fingers intruding into your vagina. "gah-" coughing up some of the alcohol. "Sorry.." he laughed under you.

Placing the bottle to the side of you as Ghost moved his arm up to tug on his mask upwards. He pushed it up to his nose, no further. His hand then moved to your chin pulling you in to his lips. You could feel Ghosts tongue slide over your lips, cleaning any liquid that found its way out of your mouth. You two had a tongue war as you heard another pair of pants be messed around with. Alejandro's penis had also found its way out of his pants. You were now faced with two lonely cocks in front of you. Considering you had a mouth and.. 2 hands. Maybe you could cure that loneliness.

Grasping Prices cock preparing your mouth to his size, you rubbed his member, spreading the bead of precum that sat at the tip all over. While also grasping Alejandro's cock at the same time. Giving Prices more attention for a while, you finally began to take him, instead with your mouth this time. Gulping down the intruder all in one go as Price grabbed a hand full of your hair and balled up his fist releasing a deep sigh. You moved your hand on Alejandro's dick, making sure to please him as well. "Mierda.." You could only hear the slightest of noise from Alejandro before Price shoved your head more down onto him. Gurgling noises were the only noise coming from your mouth at that point.

Gaz had worked his fingers into you now, swapping his tongue for them. Curling upwards, hitting your g-spot. Muffled screams came out of you as you immediately rushed to the edge of your climax. Ghost placed his hands on your thighs, holding them down so you couldn't squirm while Soap had began jerking himself off to this show. Your legs began to shake and start to bruise from Ghosts grip, Prices grunting grew louder as he was also close to his climax. You attempted to keep up with your pace with Alejandro but with everything going on, it was tough.

Suddenly, Price slammed your face into his lower stomach before your mouth filled with a warm liquid. A long string of moans came from you as you also hit that high, thrusting your ass further into Ghost as a response to it. Gaz pulled his fingers away, breathing heavily onto your ruined cunt. Licking slowly upwards, cleaning the mess you made on yourself.

Your mouth moved off of Price with many lines connecting to your mouth and his cock of his cum and your saliva mixed together. You spit some out before moving your attention to Alejandro. He had a desperate look on his face, almost of jealousy. You moved him closer to you, pushing Price away as you looked up at him. "Fuck me, Alejandro.. please." You whimpered, the "spectators" watched with awe and jealousy, what you wanted them to feel to piss them off. He didn't hesitate pushing your legs up into a mating press, Ghost helping by restraining them up so Alejandro had free hands. He gripped his cock towards your soaking pussy before slowly inserting.

Closing your eyes, you could feel the intense stretch. It was mildly painful but tolerable. "Ojos abiertos, cariño." He gently spoke, bending over you before softly slamming into you fully. The unoccupied men grunted angrily while completely ruining themselves with their hands. Ghost was the most lucky out of them all honestly. He's basically first class as all the action is happening on him.

Alejandro began to pick up his pace, ramming into you causing you to throw your head back into Ghosts neck crook, your mouth gapping. His pace did not falter once, he landed rough slaps to your clit shortly before rubbing it. This repeated with long intervals while he fucked you. Ghost pulled your legs back farther, stretching them even more. Alejandro had gotten so deep, your eyes had began to roll to the back of your head.

"I cant-!" You managed to get out with a whine. Alejandros only response was a kiss to seal your whimpers and moans. He started to shake slightly, approaching closer to that sweet release. The boys gathered around you had already been ready to release their own load, -over your face. Alejandro held your hips before thrusting into you one more time, cumming inside. You had your head thrown back, drool parting out your mouth and your mind completely fogged as your legs shook.

Alejandro took a step back before they took turns releasing onto your stomach, in which you smeared all over once you regained your conscious. Ghost gently bit your neck, making you release a gentle moan. "That was crazy..." You laughed before everyone hustled to clean you and themselves off.

#Modern Warfare 2 #mw2 smut #smut #gravesphillip #soap call of duty #john soap mactavish #john price #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #kyle gaz garrick #alejandro x reader #fem!reader

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seeingivy · 7 days

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method acting asks!

THIS IS QUITE LITERALLY THE MOST INSANE THING SOMEONE HAS EVER SAID TO ME LITERALLY WTF 😭

first and foremost, totally understandable. this feels evil to admit but I watched the entire first season and four episodes of season two before I stopped. then it was 2020 and instead of studying for my ap exams I decided to watch the entire show (at that time season 4) was coming out and basically fell in love.

IM GLAD THAT IT GOT YOU TO WATCH TO THE END because god really I am never going to forget this though. this is still though quite literally the most insane thing someone has ever said to me and the highest praise bc wdym YOU READ THE ENTIRE FIC NOT HAVING WATCHED THE SHOW AND THEN WENT AND WATCHED THE SHOW AFTER I AM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS WHAT

I do think a lot about engagements/numbers on tumblr when it comes to my writing and I do think that part of that is natural just because the fact that numbers are there makes it so easy to compare to other people. this is one of the least popular things ive ever written but the interactions and conversations and love I do get from people who have read this makes it so worth it for me that it makes my heart swell. like sincerely, this is the only reason that it has gone on for so long and why I try to make chapters long and put in things that I know people want to see UGH im so not normal about this thank you so much

OH KINGTSON IS SO THEMFLDKMFDKSLJFKLDSAF

this made me giggle. I know the crowds were cheering when the 1. she started confessing 2. they started kissing 3. he started kissing her neck but then I had to gag everyone really quick because first and foremost you guys cannot forget who I am

ANOTHER ONE OF THESE??? WTF IS GOING ON GUYS YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME 😭

wait im so flattered that you thought of me that makes me so so happy I love howl's moving castle so much like I respectfully will never ever be changing my pfp on here because it is perfect

the end is SOOOOO THEM wait wtf this is such a good song. you always give me the best best songs that i've never heard of before AND I love you for it

so random but TW @/hellolitty and I were talking about this earlier but I was making the observation that the people who DO READ method acting seem to get the same ear worms about this story that I do where every song becomes a method acting song. like I have to physcially stop myself from putting five songs in a chapter just because it's overkill and I can't.

^^side note. last chapter currently has six songs in the lineup. that was me trying to cut it down btw.

@tangerine-neonlight DUDE I said this earlier. loml is my favorite song so naturally I have been thinking about it an abnromal amount but y/n would write this about eren after they broke up. and then when they're dating she finds the lyrics and she's like oH MY GOD HELLO??? LOSS OF MY LIFE? and she's so sad that she ever made him feel like that and he's like ok relax we're literally together

CORRECT.

julie and the phantoms you will always be famous. and you are correct.

@elliesbabygirl who had a normal reaction to historia/sofia/ymir (no one raised their hands)

tHANK U SM. I do feel for people who read the entire thing back to back bc the emotional whiplash must be insane.

anyways!

songs in the next chapter are long live by taylor swift, there's a tunnel under ocean blvd by lana del ray, and this love by taylor swift

#asks!#method acting

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rpreaperperson · 1 year

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Blue Scale (Part 2 Last part) Alejandro x mermaid!reader

warn: Fluff fluff FLUFFFFFFF

just pure fluff

Part 1

A smell of wet rocks and rock ceiling is the first thing he saw and smell, when he tried to sit he expected a sting of pain on his side but he feel none of it

Furrowed his eyebrow in confusion he took off his tactical vest and lift his black sweat finding it had not any wound nor scar

‘Weird...I swear he stabbed me....wait..where? 'looking around he was stranded in a cave big enough to put one small boat in, then he remember...

“the..mermaid..she...”the feeling of someone lips linger on him

“she saved me” as he mentioned it a head lift from the water, slowly from behind it crawl to him and reach its hand to him, sensed someone behind him Alejandro swiftly catch the hand making it startled and he slam it to the hard ground

“¡¿Quién eres?! Oh...you..” a woman beneath him ,widens her eyes in shock as the same Alejandro who widens his eyes

“you the one who saved me...dont you..” he remember your blue tails swinging and your pale eyes not too mention your soft hands and lips

A whimper came from your lips making Alejandro snap from his mind.

“Oh! What am I doing..! forgive me señora..I didnt meant to..” he pull away his grip from your wrist ,as he let go you swiftly crawl away from him rubbing your wrist

Although it did not hurt you just shocked by his startled, After a moment of silence he observe you once more

A blue shimmering tail, bluefin that attaches to your arms, three stripes of gills on your neck, your hair...it is still wet from the ocean, and ears like fin

He noticed there was some scale attached to your shimmering body and it was covering your average breast.

A sound of whimper coming from you

“Ah sorry!..I staring at you...how innapproate ..fuck.. “his eyes shuttered tightly gloved hand pinch his nose bridge, he getting a headache while you slowly crawl close to him

Alejandro shook his head and open his eyes finding you right on his face, he tried not to jump but his eyes wide open as you caressed his stubble cheek, he noticed now that between your finger there was a webbed thing like a frog

You've never seen a mermaid have this kind of stubble cheek, they have a clean shave and some of them have mustaches just like your father, but a stubble you wonder if other humans that have stubble are handsome just like him...while you caress his cheek Alejandro taking a look of your face.

Beautiful is just one word needed

He felt his cheek being pulled and rubbed it rough

“sop iht” but you ignore it, then you look at his leg and reach for it

You observe his leg like a discovering new animal, lifted his leg gently rubbing your hand on his trouser

He can only be silent and let you do your things

Then you reveal his hairy leg, surprised that human has hair on their leg to

‘do humans have hair elsewhere too?’

‘Heh hairy human..’ you touched his shoes, confused why there's no thumb or other finger, or is it this thing that covers it?

You tried to untie the tie but it only make tighter

“here let me..” your fin vibrate in amazement when he removes his shoes

Rubbing your palm against his leg you pinched his toes one by one, Alejandro sighed and look up

‘Im supposed the one who observes her right now....she’s a curious thing in—?!‘ he felt something tickling his foot, finding you tracing your finger on his foot

“c-can you—pft!” he jolted shutting his mouth tightly try not to laugh, you raise your eyebrow then scratch his foot again

Again he jolts and this time his palm closing his mouth

Then you tickle the foot, this time he cannot contain his laughter

“S-Stop! Ahahaha please!” an awe plastered on your face his laughter although his voice is deep you still love the way it is

His hand tried to pulling you away from his foot and you stopped tickling him

‘Haa..ha... I’ve never laugh so hard like this before...’

Head lifted to see your reaction, a pure innocent smile on your face making him swallow his anger aside

Pleased to him smiled

‘How can I be mad at the face like that...damn’ putting his hand against forehead as he rub his face

“I..take it that... you’re the one who saved me?”

Your ears perk and nodded

“.....Are...you the one who I saved years ago?” he remember the mermaid he saved clearly and it look just like you

You tilted your head confused, then he took a dead scale from his pocket

“I saved one child mermaid when Im still young...she trap on a trawl and when I save her...in return...she gives me this...” Alejandro showing your baby dead scales

And then you remember... you saw the boy in him, your eyes widen in realization

“I always hoped to find her in the same pla—OOFFF” you tackle him wrapping your arm around his neck your tails waging like a dog found its owner as you rub your face against his stubble cheek

You could still remember too that you waited at the seashore wondering if you could meet your saver again.

“I...eheh..” he wrap his arm around you hugging you

“Are you sure leaving him just like that Rudy?!” ask Soap in bewilderment, not believing that Rudy could just leave him own Commander just like that

“positive Soap, Im sure he’ll be alright...” Rudy answered calmly

“you seem to be calm about it... know something that we don't?” Ghost getting suspicious about how calm Rudy is

“...You can say that..he’s been saved..”

“by whom? Dont tell me, is that myth shite again..”

“Indeed”

When Alejandro fall into the sea, Rudy saw something under the water attacking the Hunter and taking Alejandro with it... to be honest he still did not believe what he saw, but wish it to be true....he wish that Alejandro is saved

“I'm sorry for doubting you Hermano..” he mutters, could still remember clearly Alejandro always talking about the mermaid of his.

Alejandro lift up his sweat

‘how did it not there...the wound..’ not even a trace of scar..nada he then look at you...clinging on his arm tracing his webless hand

‘is she the one who healed it?’ cocking your head innocently as you stare at him

“A...are you the one who healed me?” you beamed and nodded your head making you hair bounced

“uhh...how did you healed me..if Im remember correctly its quite deep “ placing a finger on your lips you thinking how to explain to him knowing you cant speak on the land

Showing him would be easier, releasing his (juicy muscle) arm you placing your sharp nail into your plam and slice it, showing him your scratched hand

“yes..you cut your hand but—“ then lick it,you showed him your hand

It healed slowly and it doesnt trace any scar on it

“so..your saliva? Healed me?”

You nod smiled proudly

“you...lick it?”

Again you nod and doing a blep thing

He doesnt know how too feel, disgust or gratefull....

‘but....how can she be this adorable....’ then Alejandro look outside the cave the storm have stopped

“I have to go back..” hearing this you stiffen and fin sagging in disappointment your shoulder slumped but you know better that he need to go, he had a life there..

Taking his tactical vest and his shoe on, Alejandro slowly stand he noticed that he only can swim to the land

The distance between land from here is....far and unknown, glancing at you he notices your sulking aura...

“can...you bring me back?” you look at him whimpering quitely, his eyebrow’s furrow and kneel in front of you

“hey whats wrong..?” shaking your head as you trying to speak something but it came out like a wailing baby seal

You frustated not because you cant talk ,but its because you dont have more time with him you always wanted a human friend

Gently he reach your hand and rub it with his gloved tumb

Widen your eyes, you stared at his brown eyes

“I promise you...we will met again..same place....first time we meet..yeah?” you whimpering but felt relief that he wanted to spend time with you again

You wail in agreement and making your way to the ocean holding Alejandro hand

You swam while holding Alejandro's waist tightly as he hold your shoulder

Your eyes stare at his handsome face

“Hm? What's wrong?” you give him a sign that you're going to dive in, and he catches the sign and holds his breath

then you dive in bringing Alejandro with you and show him the beauty of the sea,the fish, the coral

Alejandro looked in amazement at the view you showed him, a pang of regret washed him knowing he cannot bring you with him

He also wanted to give you a tour of his home and the beauty of the land

“I miss so much...Alejandro” he whipped his head at you eyes widen in surprised

‘she can talk?? ‘

“eheh...we also can talk..but...only inside the water..hehe” your eyes crinkle as you smile

He love your sweet voice, ohh how he wish to hear it all day

“I—blrup?!!..” that Alejandro forgot he’s still in the water covering his mouth with his gloved hand, widen your eyes you quickly bring him back to the surface

“Buah!!..ha...haa...sorry..” as he tried to breathe, you look ahead and saw a seashore wailing to tell him that we’re almost arrived

You swam faster as he holding you tightly, until you both arrive at the seashore

“Thank you...”

You smiled and nodded, but Alejandro does not letting go of his grip on your shoulder instead he embraced you and sniffed your sea water scent

Of course, you gaping your mouth flustered

“Promise me we will meet again his breath tickling your ear making it flutter, release his embrace he stare at you deep in the eye you didn't notice that he had already taken off his gloves

“Promise?” you squeal when he cup your cheek against his now bare hand, its feel rough but warm

Like being hypnotize you nod your head in daze then he kiss you cheek just like when you kiss his cheek

‘?!!!!!’ face become red and hot as your eyes widen

“heh... although not much.. but this is my payment for you..”

You become flustered as he chuckle patting you head

“Alejandro!!” a familliar voice making you snapped and ready to dive into the ocean but not before giving Alejandro final look and smile

‘Promise...we will meet again..’ then you swam away

“Alejandro!...you allright?” Soap making his way to Alejandro

“Aye..”

“Dont making us worried there hermano” the mowhak punches his shoulder playfull

“heh I’ll try not to” he smirk

“how did you survive?” ask Ghost, Alejandro just shrug and look on the way you dissapeared

“...just..someone owe me her life...” While Soap and Ghost looking each other confused on what the hell he talking about

Rudy just smiled knowing who that someone referred to

‘Glad you met her again hermano...’

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#alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas #call of duty x reader #call of duty #au fantasy #mermaid #alejandro x reader #alejandro x you #blue scale #modern warfare 2 #fluff #call of duty mw2

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bluegarners · 8 months

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sometimes i have a hard time wrapping my head around the complexity of bruce's love versus his devotion versus his guilt/ego. now that all may sound entirely separate, but it works like this in my head...

see, because im always thinking about dick's observation that bruce would probably trade everything to get his parents back/prevent their deaths. granted, dick might have been uncharitable in that lens, but he is also one of the few people who reads bruce accurately and clearly. to that point, i would argue that, subconsciously at least, dick also recognizes that a part of bruce will always believe that he is at the center of everything- that bad things happen because of him. connecting all of that to every death bruce has witnessed to/been the indirect cause of/believes himself to have been able to stop some tragedy but wasn't able to/etc., i think within that seemingly not nice interpretation of bruce, we get the idea that bruce believes that had his parents survived that night, the world likely would have been a better place. batman would have never existed/there would have never been a need for batman to exist. in bruce's mind, i imagine that he can't picture a world where he is not batman, fighting the good fight, and therefore any world where there is no batman is a world that is a) much better off, and b) not fraught with death and tragedy caused by his hand

now, granted, this is an interpretation of my own viewing on how dick's observation and bruce's character throughout the years has evolved. i think bruce is an egotistical person, not in the sense that he thinks he is superior to everyone in the world, but that he believes that so much around him is a result of him. i believe bruce has a hard time separating himself from the lives of those around him, a kind of "everything i touch goes to ruin" idea that constantly floats around him- an idea that, more than once and rather frequently, does get proven to him, and, to an extent, people tell him. obviously, jason's narrative is brought to the forefront. anyone who has ever been connected to bruce wayne or batman has been connected to him via some kind of tragedy. a "what's the common denominator?" situation that can be hard to overlook and is definitely not one bruce overlooks

and going back to the love versus devotion versus guilt thing, bruce loves his people and his city so much. he loves the world and protects it because despite every bad thing in it, there is clear and abundant evidence of good. just as well, bruce is devoted to loving and protecting- it is what he believes he's best at, and without it, he would be little else. there was a time where bruce was more obvious with his love, in both physical and verbal confirmation, but i believe at this point it's generally agreed that bruce shows his love in an unconventional way- despite that, he still loves and loves greatly. however, that is where the guilt comes in. his midas touch for tragedy gets in the way of his love and devotion entirely

bruce feels guilty for loving, guilty for bringing people into his circle, guilty for being batman- a force that does as much good as it does reinforce the narrative that it's all cyclical. his inability to let go of his guilty conscious prevents him from 1) showing his love, 2) letting others love him, and 3) getting better. to me, bruce is always in this insistent circle of helping, loving, realizing, shunning, and disappearing that his devotion just goes to waste and is hardly recognizable outside of his bat insignia. what bruce is devoted to is people but it gets pushed aside in favor of batman so often because of his iron grip on the past, his guilt, and his constant fear of what's going to happen to the people around him because of him

which really discredits those people who choose to stick around and stay by his side. bruce loves so much and yet is so constantly blind to how people love him, and the result is this mess of a character that see-saws between this intense display of hard sacrifice and moral ground, and a simple man who's defining trait is the family he somehow built around himself

idk where i was going with this, but my summary is essentially he is sooooooooo annoying to write for and think about because a lot of what he does doesn't make sense or apply to his character, but at the same time it does which makes it harder to recognize when he is being genuine and when he is using something as a shield or weapon against another

#this is all a mess anddoesnt make sense but yea i have a love/hate relationship with him #bruce wayne #batman

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aria-ashryver · 3 months

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It's a totally random ask, I just checked the time and thought you're probably in the hospital rn, and then I realised it's been a while since you updated us on pretty nurses situation 💅🏼

(anyone cuter than Vidya perhaps? 👀)

🩺Aria's Top Ten Nurses 🏥

because sitting in the hospital for hours on end is boring so we make dumb little lists to pass the time which you absolutely do not have to read lol

(cw: theres a photo of an IV line in my arm under the cut)

#10 - Gary (vascular access technician)

ultimate gruff old dad. excellent banter. always tells me to keep out of trouble when he's done setting my lines. finger guns for days. he's only coming in 10th bc he tried to convince me to get a permanent line fitted and the concept of that terrifies me (hence why i have instead opted for over a hundred individual injections to date)

#9 - Cincy (chemo ward nurse)

incredibly soft spoken. shy to the point of painful. apologises for everything. she was there on the day of the pincushion tally high score, and even though my veins have recovered a lot since then, she always has a look of fear in her eyes when she goes to set my lines. I'm sorry Cincy, please stop being so scared of me.

#8 - Olivia (chemo ward nurse)

peak tsundere ice queen. super pretty. magically long black hair. has never smiled in her life. pretty sure she secretly enjoys inflicting pain on people, because she always sets the cannula in my cephalic vein (beneath the thumb on the side of the wrist) to "give my dorsal arch veins some time to recover" and HOLY FUCK THEY HURT. one time she laughed* at one of my jokes and it was the best day of my life.

*it was a begrudging huff of air through her nose and then she rolled her eyes, but it counts dammit.

#7 - Claire (clinic nurse)

tiny Irish lady. always got too much on her plate. why does she run everywhere. always makes me giggle when she does my obs and pre-checks bc my meds sound funny when you say them with an Irish accent. Claire please sit down for like 10 minutes, i beg, you're making me tired.

#6 - Kelly (chemo ward nurse)

only been my nurse once or twice, but i do remember that one time she laughed so hard at one of my jokes that she started choking and had to excuse herself, and the resultant ego boost has shot her up to place #6 on this list

#5 - Warren (vascular access technician)

OMFG Warren you pretty motherfucker. why are so many of these nurses in their late twenties/early thirties and ludicrously hot? this guy looked at me with his big brown eyes and soothing voice, held my hand while he applied some anaesthetic and told me "that's it, good, you're doing so well love". Warren how do you expect me not to fall in love with you??? that is EXACTLY how Vidya got me

#4 - Jax (chemo ward nurse)

i met them on their first day in the chemo ward. they were just supposed to be observing that day -- unfortunately what they observed was the pincushion tally high score. Sorry Jax.

(i.e. they witnessed Cincy and Farah puncturing the ever loving fuck out of my every available vein, failing to set line after line, apologising to me profusely over the course of like half an hour, and then the vascular access team coming in to rescue us all and set my line via ultrasound instead.)

that was a fun one lol.

#3 - Vidya (chemo ward nurse)

the one, the only, my actual wife!!!! 💖🌈 im half convinced she was the product of a fever dream, because one: how is this woman both fucking gorgeous and SO sweet and caring? and two: her shifts have changed and i barely see her these days. Come back Vidya i miss you 😭😭😭

#2 - Farah (chemo ward nurse)

another super pretty nurse! was delighted when i told her tumblr was still a thing. unironically says "slay" and "omg yass!". compliments my outfits without fail every time i go in for treatments. got extremely excited the first time she set a canula in one go after the pincushion tally high score debacle, and then told me "damn girl, you traumatised me that day" lol. Sorry Farah

#1 - Tori (chemo ward nurse)

Tori is my BRO. our banter game is excellent. (she's also super pretty lol). always tells me when there is good shit in the fridge. been my nurse so often that she just feels like a pal. sneaks into the admin office to make sure my appointments are at lunchtime or later (instead of like 8am) whenever she can. once told me it was her opinion as a medical professional that i should treat myself to bubble tea and ice cream.

Congrats Tori, you win the nurse rankings and my entire heart forever!! 💖💖💖

(but so does Vidya bc I am a fucking simp for that woman lbr)

#aria pincushion tally:#106 #tldr:#Vidya super hot #but Olivia Warren Farah and Tori are all really pretty too #i flirt with them for self care lol #also i am so touched that you remember when my treatments are 🥺#why are you the sweetest ever #this is the dumbest list i have ever made lmao

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confusedspaceotter · 1 year

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Daily avatrice analysis (day 3)

day1 day2 day3 day4 day5 day6 day7 day8 day9

Seriously didn’t think i’ll have to split season 1 ep3 into 2 parts lol

anyway i’ll try to keep it brief today since the hug™ and the hallway scenes are huge milestones of their relationship thus is been talked a lot

Ep 3 part 2,

First, I would like to thank father Vincent for being an ally to the avatrice ship we didn’t know we had

homeboy sees avatrice interact for once in the canteen then decided to bring Beatrice to comfort Ava lol

Now you could argue and say that father Vincent asked Bea to befriend Ava but I think I would rather believe that Bea did this on her own because of her boarding school times(if you don’t know what I’m talking about check the day 2 post)

as much as I hate this man for lying to Ava I had to give this to him

he saw the vision when no one had

(Sorry Camila baby but you are still the captain of the avatrice ship tho

Now back to the scene itself

Avatrice really is endgame from the start huh

Just look at her

the moment she set foot in the room, her attention was dragged away by Ava

All hail protective Beatrice

You can tell she wanted to comfort Ava so much yet she doesn’t really know what to do

People might think that Bea is not good at dealing with feelings and that’s why she hide it

I propose that she is in fact too good at emotions

well more about the dark, bad side of having it ,and more importantly how to hide it

Given her past experiences I think is safe to assume she knows too well about the consequences of having feelings and I quote:

“When what you love, what should make you happy, only brings you pain.” -Beatrice(S1 Ep 8)

Yeah she knows what pain is

And yet

She can’t help but look at Ava, trying to find a way to provide comfort to her

Girl was whipped from the beginning man they were just meant to be

Now onto the hug it self

Sikeee there's something else here I wanna talk about

The moment mother superion left

She went straight to Ava

Girl couldn’t bother to wait for mother superion to left the room really shows how much she cared about Ava even tho she might not know her well

Now you can see the obvious hesitation she had

I’m assuming that reaction is combination of repressing your emotions for a long time and the result of keeping people out due to self-loathing

which makes this scene a thousand times more meaningful

Bea, the one who actively reject/avoid physical contact Initiate physical contact Im unwell

The fact that Ava is important enough to Bea that she threw her internal cage out of the window

I feel like in her brain is probably like:

brain sees pretty girl upset must comfort

And you know what the best thing is?

the fact that physical touch is both of their love language

as we can see in S2

They literally can’t keep their hands off each other

Now, many people have talked about how Bea feel or might be thinking during the hug

So I will talk about Ava instead

She is seeking comfort in the one person who is nice to her since she got here (minus Vincent he got ulterior motive

Ava your Kid is showing

I think we can see just how innocent and precious Ava is

reminds me of a meme I saw:

as a person who also had a childlike personality i would too dive head first to the one who is nice to me (especially when they are pretty girls like beatrice

Now onto the hallway scene

two things i wanted to point out

one, Bea using humor to try to comfort ava:

babygirl is learning how to comfort Ava we love to see it

and two

how observant ava is

“there's more to it then you are telling”

Ava took one look at Beatrice and said I know what you are lmao

“there is always more”

foreshadowing to ep 8 and could possibly be about Bea’s feelings towards Ava

i swear i didn't expect to write this many words

please lemme know if is too long i’ll try to keep it brief by not analyzing too deep with the more popular scenes(e.g. the kiss in s2 and so on)

Here’s a gif of Avatrice for making it this far <3

stay tuned :)

day4

#daily avatrice analysis #finally done with ep3 #should I do a tldr at the end of long post like this?#lemme know :)#I don’t know how to keep things brief #warrior nun #avatrice #sister beatrice #ava silva

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sowacream · 3 months

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chapter 1 of a thing im writing

it’s a crossover fanfic, bfdi characters in the skandar and the unicorn thief universe

do not expect chapter 2 anytime soon. or anytime in general if im being honest with myself

it’s like 3.5K words help

The helicopter ride to the Island was a dream for almost every Mainlander, a fantasy that kept them studying with determination. Although it was incredibly rare to be picked, Firey had never met anyone who didn’t believe they had a chance.

He’d spent hours reading about how many Mainlanders try out versus get in, how many of them who get to the Island are turned away, and how many schools hadn’t had a single Rider attend. He’d even heard his teacher give a lecture about how she’d been teaching since before the Island was even known to the Mainland, and she’d never taught a future Rider.

But somehow, he’d made it. He was going to the Island, and he would open the door, and his unicorn would be perfect.

He was a little confused on how the test worked. Some of his classmates had stayed up all night studying, gotten straight A’s, and he hadn’t seen them in the mass of prospective riders gathered at the bank of the Goiky Canal. But he wasn’t going to complain.

He was more excited than surprised as he boarded a small black helicopter, with three others inside. The girl who had boarded just before him reached a hand out to help pull him up, and he accepted gratefully. She said something, but the eardrum-shattering sound of the propellers drowned out her voice. He blinked, and she frowned and moved closer to him.

“HI, NICE TO MEET YOU, MY NAME IS LEAFY,” she shouted.

“I’M FIREY,” he returned.

Leafy’s eyes were an unusual shade of forest green, matching her long braided hair. Her bangs were held back on one side with a smiley face clip, revealing one black eyebrow. She was still holding his arm with a soft, bronze, beautifully manicured hand.

Her outfit was definitely strange. She was wearing a pair of short denim overalls over a pink shirt and black leggings, which wouldn’t have been odd if she wasn’t wearing bright yellow rain boots. The ground outside the helicopter was completely dry, so it’s not like they were functional.

She drew back her hand, flashing multicolored painted nails as she slipped it into one of her many pockets. They both jumped as the helicopter began to move, realizing the door had closed while they were talking.

The other two occupants glanced over, both already holding onto a bar hanging from the ceiling. One of them snorted in amusement. Fiery was slightly embarrassed for a second that he hadn’t noticed.

He took a moment to observe his fellow passengers. One of them had bright red hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a silver unicorn horn headband. She had a book titled “Yoyleberry Variations” clutched in her hand, and two round green keychains with the initials “WT” on the front zipper of her backpack.

The other, the one who had laughed, had shiny copper-colored hair, and was wearing a plain T-shirt and sweatpants. His backpack, shoes, and the tips of his fingers were covered in dirt, but there was otherwise nothing notable about him.

Fiery gazed out the window to see the calm waters of the Goiky Canal below him. Very, very, far below him. He bit back a scream and leaned closer to Leafy.

None of them attempted to talk for the rest of the ride, but Leafy and Firey linked arms for extra support the whole time. Everyone gasped in amazement when the Island came into view.

The Mirror Cliffs weren’t a surprise, as many of the school-issued textbooks had pictures of them on the covers. But seeing them up close was a completely different experience.

The reflective surface of the cliff made it look like there was a darker, more metallic version of the beach that someone could just walk into. The surface was smooth and perfect, the only interruptions being ladders on the sides that someone could climb if they didn’t have a unicorn with them.

The helicopter Firey was in, which he’d already forgotten the name of, touched down first. The doors opened and a woman wearing a suit and a stern expression stood on the outside.

She made a note on her clipboard, then looked up at the inside of the helicopter. The blades had turned off, but the crashing of the ocean below mixed with the other helicopters still made it hard to hear.

The woman motioned for everyone to come out of the helicopter. Leafy jumped out first, almost immediately followed by Firey.

“You two,” said the woman, “what are your names?”

“Leafy,” said Leafy. “And this is Firey.”

The woman made two check marks on her clipboard and made a shooing motion with her hand.

An incredibly long line of Islanders was stretched out across the cliff. Most of them looked nervous, some excited. Near the front, some of them had chairs, coolers, and even tents.

The helicopters had landed about a hundred yards from the end of the line. Leafy grabbed Firey’s wrist again and led him over.

Some of the people from the other helicopters had managed to get in line first, and Firey immediately resented them for taking his spot as the first Mainlander to try the door.

“What element do you think you’ll be allied with?” asked Leafy in excitement. Her hands were fluttering at her sides, as if she was too nervous to stand still. Firey looked thoughtfully at the dark sky above.

The horn girl from the helicopter, who Firey had heard introduce herself as Pin to the clipboard lady, spoke up from the spot behind Leafy. “I’m ho-ping for wa-ter,” she revealed.

“I’m not,” said Firey. He hated getting wet, and a water unicorn would probably find pleasure in getting him soaked.

“But Lew-is has a wa-ter u-ni-corn.” Lewis, the year’s winner of the Chaos Cup, indeed had won with his water-allied unicorn, [insert name]. “Be-sides,” continued Pin, “I did-n’t ask you.”

Leafy gasped, looking at Pin in shock. “That was mean!” she announced. Pin showed no sign of caring.

“I think water would be awesome!” chimed in a voice with a thick Yoylese accent. The girl in front of Firey had turned around. She had at least four band-aids on each white-splotched arm, and fluffy hair decorated with clips. She was wearing a transparent puffy vest and jeans. Her face was sweaty, and she was trembling slightly, clearly nervous.

“Yeah, you’d have to be an idiot to not want water,” said the copper-haired boy from the helicopter. Firey hadn’t caught his name.

He’d had exactly two interactions with this guy and already didn’t like him.

“You told me you thought a wa-ter u-ni-corn would mess up your hair, Coi-ny-” started Pin, but was shushed with a hand to her mouth.

Leafy, Pin, and the vest girl were chatting excitedly about what their unicorn would look like, what name they would have, and how well they expected to do in classes. Firey and Coiny- seriously, what kind of a name was that- exchanged a few glances of mutual dislike.

“So why don’t you like water anyway?” asked Coiny eventually.

“I don’t like being cold,” he answered. “What, you can’t tell from the fact that I’m wearing a coat? What an idiot.” He was probably being too mean, but Coiny had started it.

Coiny growled. He stared icily at Firey, and Firey returned the glare.

The girls were having a completely different conversation. Bubble, the one in the vest, was by far the most talkative. She was currently rambling about how worried she was that her friends, who’d been assigned to a different helicopter and separated from her, wouldn’t open the door.

“I mean, if Match and Pencil don’t get in, then I’ll be alone, well except for my unicorn, but if Match and Pencil don’t get unicorns then they’ll only have each other, and I’m so nervous that-”

Pin leaned over and whispered in Leafy’s ear, “I think e-ve-ry-thing she’s said has been one sen-tence.”

It was nearly sunrise when the group of five finally made it to the Hatchery. Bubble was the first to try the door. She took a deep breath and pressed her hand to the thick layer of metal. After a second, the door swung open, and Leafy and Pin cheered.

Coiny, Pin, and Leafy all managed to open the door as well. Firey was getting worried that five people in a row was too unlikely. He pressed his hand, slick with sweat, to the door. The metal was cool against the warmth that had built up from clenching his fist, and it felt clean and smooth despite the hundreds of hands that had touched it that night.

He held his breath for nearly ten seconds. He lowered his shoulders in disappointment when nothing happened, but when he went to remove his hand, the door suddenly sprang to life. A loud creaking came from the hinges, revealing a musty tunnel. He exhaled and climbed inside.

The tunnel was damp and dark, lit by torches held on the wall by brackets. Stalactites hung from the ceiling, and he maneuvered around patches of stalagmites as he made his way through.

Everyone except Coiny was standing right after the first turn in the tunnel, just out of view until he’d walked a bit farther. Leafy sighed in relief that he’d made it through.

“Come on,” said Pin with urgency, “we’ve wa-sted e-nough time. Let’s go!”

She grabbed Leafy’s wrist and started walking briskly through the tunnel. Leafy didn’t protest, but looked behind her. Firey and Bubble followed, staring at the walls. Hundreds of words were carved in, and when Firey looked closer he realized they were names.

Seven. Barbecue Sauce. Even Fancier Water Bottle. Cherry Jr. the Orphan. He even spotted Lewis about halfway through.

At the end of the tunnel, he saw Bubble, Leafy, Pin and Coiny laid out in a row, and a scraping noise below. His own name was being carved into the wall, but no one was doing it. It looked like the wall was carving itself.

He stopped to watch, but Pin snapped at him to keep going. She pulled Leafy to the end of the tunnel, a cavern that was flickering with the light of the torches on the walls. There was a hole in the ground near the far side of the cavern, and flames reached out of it.

The Islanders and Mainlanders had formed groups apart from each other already. Though some people, like Bubble, were from an area with a high population of Riders, most Mainlanders didn’t know each other. But they still remained segregated from the Islanders, who didn’t have much in common with them.

It was easy to tell the difference between the two groups. Islanders were dressed mostly in handmade-looking clothing, mixing medieval and modern. The style was old, the kind of thing that no Mainlander had found fashionable for centuries, but the presence of glitter and bright colors in regular clothes marked it as something that wouldn’t be made back then.

Bubble gasped and ran over to two girls who were chatting with each other, one with bright pink hair and one with red hair. The redhead hugged her, and the other said something and gestured to a short Islander with a red sequined shirt.

Bubble was shocked. An Islander had no place hanging out with her best friends, no matter how cool her shirt, or her name- Ruby- was.

“She’s not in our friend group!” she said, glaring at Ruby.

“Bubble,” Match said gently, “Ruby’s in our friend group now.”

“Oh…” said Bubble. “Okay.”

Ruby was a lot shorter than Bubble, the top of her head only reaching to Bubble’s chest. She supposed it would be nice to not be the shortest anymore. Ruby’s long hair, somewhere between red and pink, was held back from her face with glittery clips. Her eyes, a deep brown coffee color, were round and sparkling.

Mainlanders slowly filed into the cavern. Leafy, who had no one to talk to at the moment, took time to observe them. The next three to come in were a girl with messy light blue hair, a boy with a bright blue backwards cap, and a boy wearing an uncomfortable-looking fuzzy yellow-green sweater.

Pin and Coiny had joined a group of Islanders surrounding one guy, dressed in gold with perfect hair. He was short, thin, and pale, with a smug grin on his face. Everyone in the group, except for Coiny and Pin, were cheering.

“Loser, say hi to me,” said a tall green-haired guy in the front of the crowd.

“How’s it going’, Tree?” he responded in a wheezy, shaky voice.

The crowd cheered louder at the sound of his voice.

“Any idea who this guy is?” murmured Coiny in Pin’s ear.

“I don’t know,” she replied honestly. “Pro-ba-bly some Is-land ce-le-bri-ty.”

“Some celebrity?” repeated a boy with thick cream-colored hair standing near them. “Are you disrespecting LOSER?”

“Loser is the most famous celebrity on the Island,” elaborated a tall girl with short blonde hair.

“The most famous celebrity in the world,” continued the first guy.

“No one on the Main-land has heard of him,” argued Pin.

“That’s alright,” said the distinct voice of Loser himself. Everyone turned to stare at him. He was looking directly at Coiny and Pin, with a gentle smile. “Let me introduce myself.”

The crowd parted to give him a path to Pin and Coiny. He shook each of their hands with a firm grip, and reiterated the knowledge that his name is Loser.

“I’m Coiny,” said Coiny, “and that’s Pin.”

“I like your headband,” said Loser, and Pin blushed and reached up to touch her silver horn.

“Any other Mainlanders here?” he asked, projecting his voice over the chatter of his fans.

Firey, who was standing a bit apart from the crowd, raised his hand, along with a tall, thin girl dressed in gray.

Loser shook both their hands and introduced himself. Firey said his name, but the tall one remained silent when questioned. Loser gave her a slightly confused look, but said nothing and turned away.

“I can’t believe Loser shook your hand,” said the guy with cream-colored hair.

“Is it really that big of a deal?” questioned the tall girl, in a high pitched voice.

Everyone who’d heard her gasped.

“Did you just disrespect Loser, even after he so graciously introduced himself to you?”

The tall girl looked guilty. “I didn’t mean to!”

She’d just gotten to the Island and had already upset a huge group of people.

There was a reason she didn’t talk much.

She stood slightly apart from the crowd. At her height, she could still see Loser in the center, but she didn’t feel like going any closer.

If they knew her name, they’d probably be calling her Needy.

“Hi,” said a voice from beside her. She looked down and saw the other Mainland girl, the one whose horn Loser had complimented. Pin, if she’d heard the name correctly. “I don’t real-ly un-der-stand Lo-ser’s ap-peal ei-ther yet, but may-be we can learn to fit in to-ge-ther.”

She smiled. “Yeah!”

“What’s your name, an-y-way?” asked Pin curiously. Needle looked away. She didn’t quite trust anyone with that information this early.

“It’s Needle,” said a deep-voiced, muscular guy who’d been on her helicopter.

She tensed, ready to slap him if he made a remark about it, but he just smirked at her obvious frustration and walked away.

“Don’t call me Needy,” she muttered to Pin.

“I was-n’t go-ing to,” she responded. “But what’s wrong with cal-ling you Need-y?”

She restrained herself from slapping the only person who seemed to be willing to talk to her.

“Hey Coiny!” she heard the muscular guy say over the cheers.

Coiny looked over. He immediately recognized Snowball’s voice from gym class, one of the few classes he was in without Pin. He and Snowball had a whole friend group there. He hadn’t known Snowball had made it to the Island until now.

Three other guys were standing behind him. He gestured to them.

“This is Pen,” he said, gesturing to the first one. He had overgrown black hair stuffed into a backwards blue cap. His shirt was white, not standing out much against his pale skin. His jeans were so loose Coiny wasn’t sure how he could even walk in them.

“This is Eraser,” continued Snowball, pointing to the guy in the middle. His pink-streaked blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, just touching the similarly pink hood of a sweatshirt with ripped sleeves.

“And Blocky.” The last guy was the shortest by far, with the top of his hair- styled in dozens of braids with red beads- reaching only to Eraser’s shoulder. He was dressed normally, with a dark red intact hoodie and the right size of jeans.

“Hey,” said Coiny. With Pin already talking to someone else, he found it acceptable to go talk to his backup friend. And others.

Blocky pointed to a nervous-looking short guy with a scar on his forehead. “I guess they’re just letting everyone in,” he complained. “That guy’s such a wimp.”

Leafy blinked and turned her head. “Don’t call him a wimp,” she angrily interrupted.

“Only wimps support other wimps,” he shot back. “Besides, I bet Woody can’t even understand us.”

Leafy shot a glare in his direction, then walked over to Woody. “Don’t worry, Woody,” she reassured, “I can help you.”

“W-wah?” he responded.

“He’s scared of the color gray,” Blocky was explaining, “and he can’t even talk!”

“He must be an idiot if he can’t talk,” laughed Eraser.

As he walked behind Snowball, he bumped into a girl standing alone, knocking her over. He didn’t even bother looking back as she jumped to her feet.

She glared and clenched her fist, shiny painted fingernails digging into her palms. If she could’ve knocked out all his teeth so he couldn’t talk, she would’ve. She shook back her long blue hair over her shoulders and walked off.

Someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around to see a tall girl in an ironed white suit, purple hair tied up in a neat bun.

“You look like you could use some fork repellant,” she remarked, holding up an aerosol can with a crossed-out fork on the label. She was right. Teardrop had been hit by no less than 15 forks since coming to the Island.

She waved her arms in a wordless attempt to show interest. The tall girl scoffed.

“You could have said you aren’t interested, rather than ignoring me.”

Teardrop waved her arms harder, but she’d already walked away.

“What about you?” Lollipop asked a guy with green hair that clearly had massive amounts of gel in it. His pockets were stuffed with forks; the worst fate imaginable. “You would clearly benefit from a reasonably priced can of fork repellant.”

“Naw,” he said simply, and pulled a fork from his pocket. He chucked it across the cavern, smacking a girl holding a cane directly in the forehead.

“Owww,” she hissed.

“Oh no, Barf Bag!” Donut, who’d been talking to someone else last she saw him, had appeared out of nowhere. “Are you okay?”

“I think so,” she muttered, feeling the spot where she’d been hit with her hand. She looked at her fingers, noticing a small smear of blood. Donut groaned.

He pulled a plastic bag of Band-aids from the side pocket on his backpack and pressed one over the wound. “It’s not too deep,” he explained. “You should be fine.”

“Thanks,” she muttered, but he’d already turned away.

“GELATIN,” he shouted across the cavern. “WE DON’T THROW FORKS AT OUR FRIENDS!”

“YEAH WE DO,” he retorted, “IF WE’RE NOT PARTY POOPERS!”

He ducked just in time to avoid another fork, which shot over his head and hit the wall, bending on impact.

“GELATIIIIIIIIIN!” he shouted.

“He seems pretty mad,” said a gray-haired girl in a white beret. Her voice cracked on the last word.

“He just doesn’t like it when people don’t listen to him, Saw,” explained Barf Bag. “Besides, these forks can do a lot of damage.” She tapped her forehead.

Another fork whizzed past her ear and knocked the glasses off a girl with gray hair and sweatpants. She stumbled back and almost fell, but was caught by a boy in a yellow-green sweater.

“Golf Ball, are you okay?” he asked, raising his usually monotone voice an octave in concern.

“Fine,” she assured him, “but whoever tossed that fork had better hope I don’t discover their identity. She picked her glasses up from the floor. “You didn’t happen to see who it was, did you, Tennis Ball?”

He shook his head. “But we just got to the Island. Please at least wait until Nestling year to kill anyone.”

“I can’t promise that.” She shoved the glasses back on her face. “Although, if I do, it will be for a good reason.”

She stalked off, trailed by Tennis Ball. “‘They insulted your hair’ is not a good reason,” he reminded her. “Neither is ‘you felt like it’ or ‘you needed to test out your incinerator.’”

“That,” she remarked, “is a matter of opinion.”

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trans-michael-shelley · 2 years

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dont mind me just ranking the tma fears from least to most terrifying, but in an extremely biased way

15. hunt. ooooh you're CHASING me???? youre gonna run through the forest and get a thrill out of my terror??? no. fuck you. if i don't run you literally get no satisfaction. i could give you the most boring hunt ever out of spite

14. buried. i am autistic my soul is made of a weighted blanket you cannot scare me

13. extinction. i have too much faith in humanity + knowledge of human history to feel like the world ending in my lifetime is actually a significant possibility

12. spiral. i'd put this at 15 with my bias for fuckhands mcmike making me go "not scary at ALL" but ignoring michael i am actually moderately scared of the whole... thing. objectively it'd probably bump up to like 7 without michael but oh well. i said this was biased

11. end. this is bc i am actually horrifically and intensely afraid of death and thus think i'd be a pretty solid end avatar

10. web. idk man it's just..... the spiders part? yeah. terrifying as fuck. the being controlled part... i have had too many crises about free will. im immune

9. desolation. pain and loss and suffering and etc are all very scary yes but every desolation avatar ever is so fucking edgy i can barely take them seriously (also i <3 agnes montague)

8. lonely. the depressed side of me sees this as actually a really well thought out and deeply relatable fear that i hold close to me, and i highly appreciate the way it was written. but the hermit side of me goes "let me live in the peter lukas hell apartment"

7. eye. i am deeply scared of being watched, but i'm also nosy as hell and therefore ALSO think i'd make a great eye avatar

6. slaughter. obviously a big cultural fear but not quite scary enough for me personally to put it in the Big Five

5. dark. i was a little kid once enough said the dark is objectively one of the scariest things ever

4. corruption. i'm scared of bugs and i hate dirt but "love that corrupts" is SUCH a badass theme from a writer pov that i can't help but respect this too much to be totally afraid of it

3. vast. literally the opposite of my comment about the buried. if you put me on a boat in the middle of the ocean i'd kill someone and if humans ever do space colonies i am staying right fucking here

2. flesh. intense primal fear of being eaten. uncomfortable observations about how little difference there is between you and animals. hating your body. feeling trapped in your flesh prison. fear of being useless. if you dont have this in top 3 whats wrong with you

1. stranger. cant even joke about this i just wanna kill it with my bare hands. nikola orsinov meet me in the target parking lot

#tma #the magnus archives #the entities #nico posts

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melusinealarice · 1 year

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This has been on my mind for a while so ima start a series

The Lucky One

Chapter 1: Mer

Warnings, hunger games mentions of killing blah blah blah 🩷❤️‍🔥

Backstory: your name is Meredith Yang, you are from district 2 and you’re 16, you’re skilled with the knife and you are small and agile, you have a twin brother, Chris Yang, and a little half sister who is 12, Alexa Grey. It is the morning of the reaping of the 69th games, Clove won the 68th.

You wake up to the sounds of the morning birds chirping. You feel the hard wood floor underneath you, you had slept by your sister’s bed that night because she was having nightmares. You now regretted it, as you craned your neck from side to side you feel stiff. It was the morning of the reaping, and in a house with 3 kids, an alcoholic setp father and a mother who is emotionally unavailable, things get hectic. You spend most of your time out of the house, you didnt really have friends but most people knew you. You used to be sorta friends with Clove, but last year she won and you haven’t really talked to her since, you still see each-other around though. You heard rumors that her family was killed and after that she just kinda turned off.

As you slip on your boots and try to walk as quietly as you can towards the door, your brother jumps out from behind a door making you jump back and yelp. “Damn you Chris” you say smacking his arm. He is laughing hysterically, “thats not funny, what if you woke mom or dad.” He takes a few deep breaths before speaking, “dad is passed out, nothing could wake him, and mom has been up for hours, just laying there.” You roll your eyes, your brother was always observant, “well what about Alexa?” You retort, “im up..” she says still groggy and rubbing her eyes. Just great, so much for sneaking out. “Oh Alex I’m so sorry did we wake you?” I say walking over to sit with her, i shoot Chris a glare before turning my attention back to my sister. “Yea but it’s fine, i need to get ready for the reaping anyways,” she says, you can tell she’s nervous even though she tries to pretend she isn’t. “Ok, ill leave you to that then,” you say kissing her forehead and walking out of the room she shares with pur parents and into the kitchen/living room. You lived comfortably, with one bathroom, 2 sleeping rooms and a kitchen combined in a living room, but it was still cramped, and it was in the poorer part of district 2. As you walk out Chris follows, “where were you sneaking off to?” She says as if he were a parent catching you in the act of doing something wrong. “I wasnt sneaking anywhere, i was on my way to…” you trail off, truth be told you had no idea where you were going, you just wanted out of the house that reeked of alcohol and sweat. “Whatever its none of your business anyways” you say, he scoffs, “okay but remember, the reaping is at 3:00, mom will want us to all go together at 2:00, which means you need to be home by 1 to get ready.” You roll your eyes, as if mom would ever care, and the only reason your stepdad is going is because he has to. “Oh and can you help Alexa get ready?” He says, starting what i assume to be a bath. God, he always cares so much about presentation, since last year he’s even been talking about volunteering one year. “Yea sure,” you say already halfway out the door.

You’re not sure where you’re going so you end up just walking around until its time to go home. “Where were you? I said be home at 1, its 1:15!” Chris snaps the second you walk in. “Its 15 minutes, i think ill be fine.” You reply. Your mom is up and getting ready, almost like a robot, if either you or Chris ever weren’t here, they would all starve to death. Your stepdad has gotten up and run his hand through his hair. Despite Chris’s best attempt to make him presentable he still looks half dead. You walk over to Alex’s room, she is in her dress fiddling with her hair. “Here, let me.” You say taking the brush from her hands. The two of you were opposites, she had golden locks of hair, and wide blue eyes and looked like clear water, her skin was rosy and she looked as if she had been born of a spring breeze. You on the other hand, had hair so dark it was almost black, your eyes were narrow and slanted, your eyes were pitch black and your skin was so white you could see the veins of blue. You were pretty yes, but in a winter snow way. As you brushed her hair out you began braiding one long braid down her back. You would leave your’s down. Alexa wore a pretty white dress with flowers on it, she had even found some wildflowers you wove into her hair. Once she was ready you began working on yourself. It was 1:45, you left your hair down and stripped. You quickly threw on your black dress that stopped just above the knees, it hugged you uncomfortably tight but in contrast to your pale skin it looks magical. You wore your black boots as you had no other shoes and were rushed out the door by Chris.

When you got there the line was incredibly long, it was now 2:30, you stood with your sister until she was led away by peace keepers. You found your spot and looked around for her and Chris. Normally in 2 you dont need to worry about being reaped as usually there is a volunteer, but the year after a win for 2 no one steps up, and last year Clove won.

Before you knew it your district escort, Sadie, a strange woman with Silver hair and skin whiter than yours, who resembled a doll with her silly makeup and outfit, had walked on stage. The victors, Brutus, Enobaria, and Clove were sitting in chairs behind her. On the other side of the stage was the mayor, the head peacekeeper, and another man you didn’t recognize. The short video they play every year seemed to go on for hours. Finally it was over, Sadie wasted no time getting to the choosing of names. “This year lets switch it up.” She chirped in her stupid accent. “Let us start off with the gentlemen.” She walked over to the boys’ bowl and drew out a name. Everyone held their breath. She cleared her throat.

“John Quartz, Joh- ”

Before she could finish someone in the crowd shouted.

“I VOLUNTEER, I volunteer as tribute, for the honor of representing district 2.”

You look over and your mouth fell open, it was Chris, your twin Chris, who barely weighs 120lbs, and yes he is good with a spear, but he’s loud, and slow at times. He is signing up for his own death. You stare at him bewildered, he doesn’t look back once before rushing up to the stage and taking a stand next the Sadie. “Okay then, our male tribute..” “Chris, Chris Yang” he fills in. “Chris Yang!” She repeats.

You’re shocked to say the least, sure he had talked about volunteering but you never thought he was serious.

Before you could process what happened your thoughts were interrupted by Sadie, “and now for the ladies.” She walks over to the bowl, you could cut the tension with a knife, you hold your breath. She draws a name.

“Our female tribute from district 2, Alexa Grey.”

Silence..

Before you can think about it your hand shoots up,

“I VOLUNTEER!”

#fanfic #reader insert #hunger games #the hunger games #chapter 1

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cupidstwin333 · 1 year

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hello!! can i req a romantic matchup for obey me and diabolik lovers? my pronouns are they/them, intp, and virgo and 18 yrs old!! i would prefer to be match with men ty!! ^^ i have long black hair, dark brown eyes almost black and slightly chubby appearance. my personality is: kind of shy and awkward when socializing with others but once i warm up to them/when im with my close friends, im vv bubbly and always laugh at small things, im vv blunt with my own words, i observe other people, i tend to overthink and kind of moody sometimes and insecure too, also listens to other ppl's problems kind of like a therapist lol, very defensive when someone hurt me and my loved ones, im very observant too when it comes to my surroundings and people's behavior. my likes & hobbies: matcha green tea, astronomy, dark academia, ocean, books, watching haunted abandoned videos, horror in general, writing and making stories. my dislikes: worm, loud people, crowded and loud places, cheaters & playboys, fake friends. that's all!! ty!! 🍂

After a long time of thinking 💭your match is...

Leviathan

Background:

You were sitting on the sofa reading one of Stephen King's classic horror novels. Satan was sitting next to you and was reading just like you, Asmo was doing his nails, and Mammon was counting his money. There was a peaceful silence that you enjoyed. You weren't a big fan of socializing, and the demon brothers must've noticed since they stopped trying to have small talk with you. You thought back to your first day in Devildom. You weren't thrilled to be here and told Lord Diavolo how selfish and inconsiderate he was. Your words did not carry much weight for you since 1. it was true, he did it for his little side project, and 2. That was the way you spoke. You didn't bother to sugarcoat anything and you were very direct. You remembered how Lucifer tried to kill you on the spot, but Diavolo had to stop him. Your thoughts were interrupted by the doors being thrown open. It was Leviathan and he had a brand-new game. It wasn’t your typical online game, he started to explain. You had to enter this simulation and play it. It had different endings. You could only exit it if you had one of the good endings. However, if you had a bad ending, you'd be stuck there for quite a while. “So who is joining me?” He asked eagerly. You reverted to reading your book and so did Satan. He was ignored by the rest of his brothers as they continued their previous activities.

"Oh, come on guys if you get the right ending you get to make a permanent wish! You get to wish everything, whatever it is." You looked up and noticed how Mammon, Beel, and Asmo got intrigued by the sound of that. You observed Lucifer and saw that even he was interested. I mean a permanent wish, and it could be anything! "What is this game about?" you asked. Bored anyway, it wouldn't hurt to play it. You just didn't want to be the only one since that would mean you'd have to socialize and communicate, but now that you know about the wish. You were in! "It's about a group of friends that get stranded on a deserted island, or at least they think it's deserted. Later they find out a cult lives there that sacrifices outsiders and there's a lot of poltergeist activity." Leviathan responded to your question. His eyes lit up when they met yours. "So you're in?" he asks you and you nod in response.

How it started:

All of you sit around the table. Satan was the last one to join you because he had to grab some things. He arrived with a bag filled with survival tools. You follow the instructions written in the game and sit in a circle. After that, you hold each other's hands and say a short chant. You feel a cold breeze caress your cheeks. When you opened your eyes, you were in the middle of a forest and wearing different clothing. Your heart was beating faster. Was this what they call an adrenaline rush? It was something new but you loved it! Leviathan was holding a letter. "To-do list, for the free wish. First of all, don't be stupid! You really thought I would tell you, figure it out on your own." He read out loud. Wow, that was harsh, you thought to yourself. "Who am I paired up with?" you asked in an attempt to change the subject. "Me," Leviathan responded while raising his hand. "Lucifer and Beel, Satan and Asmo, Mammon and Belphie, and you and me. Those are the pairs." Leviathan said. You walked for a while until you heard people singing and smelled a fire. You saw what appeared to be a family sitting around a bonfire. The father was holding a loaded gun, and the mother was rocking a baby, but the longer you pondered, the less it made sense. The baby was covered in blood and the mother smiled while singing in unison with her husband. You also saw a girl and a boy between the ages of 7 and 14. Their mouths were sewn shut, and they wore matching outfits. And in the back was a house, or more accurately a shack. You knew that if they saw you you'd be dead and the game would start all over again for you and Leviathan. So you tried to enter it without them noticing. Before you could do anything Leviathan threw a rock deeper into the forest. This caught their attention, and the young boy and his father walked in the direction of the sound. Leviathan grabbed your wrist and ran towards the shack. Looking around, you saw that the mom was still rocking her baby while singing. And when you glanced at the little girl you made direct eye contact with her. Once you were inside, you looked around for things that could be useful. You took a first aid kit, a knife, and some food. You also found a book that resembled a Bible, and your gut told you to kill this guy. They referred to him as the almighty. You explained to Leviathan what you wanted to do and he told you it was a great idea. So you went looking for the cult leader but didn't realize that the father had found the two of you. The father was aiming his shot, and Leviathan noticed just in time, he knew that it would hit you. He jumped in front of you and took the bullet for you. Suddenly there was a bright flash and you noticed how Leviathan's wound was healing. Suddenly a voice spoke up "You have won the permanent wish because you sacrificed yourself in the name of love." You looked at Leviathan and saw how his cheeks turned into a light shade of pink. You also noticed how he avoided your gaze, your heart was beating faster again, but you didn't know why. He grabbed your hands and looked you in the eyes. "I wish for y/n's love." He answers the voice barely above a whisper. "You can't wish for something you already have.

General headcanons:

💘You two have movie nights where you watch horror movie and he buries his face in your chest when he gets scared.

💘He loves it when your bubbly around him he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

💘Loves to rant about his stressful days (when Lucifer forces him to socialize) and feels like your the only one that understands him.

💘Hates crowded places too, soort of your dates are indoors.

Other possible matches: Satan

And Azusa Mukami

Background:

You’ve been living with the Mukami brothers for a week now. You didn’t like how you and Yui were being passed around like a blunt. But if you had to be honest it was way better here than with the Sakamaki brothers. You remembered how the six of them had no chill and would attempt to drink your blood at least three times a day. The Mukami brother on the other hand kept on talking about this Adam and Eve thing you didn’t quite understand. And they were mostly after Yui, because she doesn’t understand what fighting back means. You have told her countless times that she should at least try to yell at them or use some form of physical violence but this girl was too dense to actually do something. Your relationship with the Mukami brothers wasn’t that bad either. You and Ruki got along quite well actually. It was like a parent-child relationship, Ruki did all the cooking and commanding and you did all the listening and complying. You and Yuma on the other hand got into a lot of fights, at first he kind of intimidated you but you quickly realized that you weren’t going to tolerate any of his disrespect. You also didn’t like Kou he was always loud for no reason and he is such a playboy in school. He thinks he is better than everyone when in reality he’s just a cocky and overconfident loser. And for the last brother Azusa. He was a bit different from the rest. You could notice it in the way the brothers treat him as well. He was more quiet and faint-hearted. You were kind of crushing on him. He had this spooky and scary vibe around him you couldn’t explain but you weren’t completely a lost cause (unlike Yui). Besides your occasional arguments with Yuma you didn’t really do much besides reading books and admiring Azusa from afar…

How it started:

It was a schoolday but you were feeling lazy and didn’t want to fall victim to Kou his fangirls trampling over you in the hall so you told Ruki that you weren’t feeling well. Surprisingly he didn’t interrogate you and told you to stay at home and rest but before you could celebrate he made Azusa stay with you to keep an eye on you. You felt offended if anyone had to be kept under watch it was Azusa not you. You quickly started to notice Azusa’s extremely masochistic and sadistic side. This man needed supervision 24/7 or he might just off himself. You didn’t argue it too much though, because you had decided to just read some books and enjoy your well-deserved alone time in your room. But those plans were quickly disrupted by a knocking on your door and Azusa entering. “Y/n I need to show you something,” Azusa speaks in a soft whisper tone. You look up confused. “What do you want to show me?” You ask putting your book to the side. All of a sudden he grabs your hand and guides you to the library room. “Wow, you’re showing me these books?” You ask with a scoff. You’ve read almost all of the books already and you were pretty sure Azusa hasn’t touched a single one. But before you could head back to your room his hand reached to a distinct looking book. It was a thick dark green colored book. You wonder how you’ve never noticed it before until now. Azusa pulls the book and to your surprise the bookshelf opened and showed a hidden passageway. This was kind off scary but you liked it. “Follow me Y/n.” Azusa says once more taking a hold of your hand as he guides you into the hidden passage way. You notice stairs made out of cobblestone that spiral down into darkness it looked unsafe and you hesitate for a second but Azusa holds onto your hand tighter and gives you a nod in reassurance. You both walk down the stairs and you almost fall but Azusa tells you to hold on to him tightly. You could tell that you were deep underground by how long you were walking. A hallway enters your field of vision as you’ve finally made it to the bottom of the stairs. You and Azusa keep waking down the dark hallway and on your right side you noticed cells and on the left you noticed a torture chamber filled with different torture devices, you look at the room in awe. At the end of the hallway you see a thick red book decorated in gold laying on top of a big wooden stand. You both stop in front of it. “What is this book?” You ask observing it. Azusa opens the book with his right hand, his left hand still holding tightly onto yours. “This book explains everything about the Adam and Eve project and the reason why I need you.” Azusa explains flipping through the pages. “But I thought Yui was Eve?” You ask dumbfounded you felt your heartbeat racing at the thought of Azusa needing you. “No Y/n look.” He points at a certain paragraph in the book. “There can be multiple Adams that need different Eves. And I know you’re my Eve.” Azusa says looking into your eyes. “I love you Y/n. Do you love me too? Prove it to me.” He demands with longing eyes. “How do you want me to do that?” You ask in confusion and surprise. He takes you to the torture chamber and points at one of the devices. “If you love me use this on me.” He says with strong determination. “You don’t prove your love to someone by torturing them!” You say in disbelief. “How would you do it otherwise?” He asks with an even softer voice than usual. You let go of his hand and turn to face him. He tilts his head in confusion but before he could ask you anything you silence him with a kiss.

General headcanons:

💘Azusa loves it when you read to him or tell him a story, while he lays his head in your lap.

💘He reassures you whenever you feel insecure and tells you, you’re the most beautiful person he has ever met.

💘He loves it when you listen to him and when you reassure him.

💘He loves it when you teach him all the different love languages.

💘You try to watch horror movies with him but Ruki always stops you.

Other possible matches: Shu Sakamaki

I'd appreciate it if you'd reblog this, and I hope you enjoyed reading this <3

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thetaekookcloset · 2 years

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New Taennie Photo Discussion

All right, so I kind of ran out of things to say on this topic this morning, but I’ve gotten several more asks about it since then. What I’ve decided to do is essentially organize and facilitate the conversation in a way that doesn’t really require me to share my thoughts or let the whole Taennie topic take up a lot more space on this blog than it already has.

So, below the cut, I’m going to share the asks I’ve received on this topic since earlier today. As long as everyone keeps it civil and whatnot, feel free to join the conversation in the replies if you like, or you can send your own asks and I’ll do my best to add things to this post in a way that is easy to follow. Hopefully this is a solution that will work for everyone. If I have anything to say, I’ll add my own notes, but for the most part, my plan is just to share other people’s thoughts without really adding much, if anything, of my own.

Anon 1:

The first Taennie photo dropped when Hybe was under fire for a bullying controversy in a new gg. And now this second photo drops right after Blackpink has their first comeback in years and when some of the fandom has been agitated about new death threats. feels like media play to me, distract everyone with something shiny and get publicity for it

Anon 2:

Taennie pic real or not, let us not forget that he "accidentally" followed her on ig back in dec. That alone is very sus already.

Anon 3:

I really don't know why this is a debate if the pic is real? Of course it is real but both are merged. Easiest way to see, the whole cut of Jenny's body is edited and merged with Tae's picture. Look at the top hair part in Tae's and stylist noons's case, you could see Tufts of fine hair in the mirror. On the other side, Jennie's hair is cut too clean, but too out the illusion and hide editing they tried to draw black fine lines. Zoom it and you'll see. Infact her upper- right side hair is cut flat but to cover up they added black. This somehow shows the editor is a right handed person as it is easy to edit the left side easier than the right side coz of restricted hand movements. To me it looks like where the editor placed Jennie there was something else and that's why we can see the extra ling-thin shadow (maybe a potted plant). Funny thing is they tried to edit the shadow to look like it comes as hair strands but as her hair is not longer we can surely say it's not her hair just poorly done editing.

In fact if you look at the whole picture, you can see there is strange line/glow surrounding tae and stylist noona. That's the brush we use to make the foreground compatible with the background. Iphone pics are crisp and don't have these strange glows.

This whole thing make sense if either it's Tae's picture and she got edited in or both got edited in. To me Tae's picture is more original but as I said, editor edited around tae as well to clean up and blend with the ground.

I am not a professional but have been editing pictures for my projects from last 6 years. To my eye, my observation makes sense.

Anon 4:

Isn't it funny the supposedly real pic got leaked when blackpink has a show and damn TEA accounts spreading info of Tae going to NEWYORK from last one week, enyphen member going into scandal. Someone is hell bent on proving tae is straight and is dating Jennie. It's funny watching this in solo era.

Btw if anyone can shed light on if any BTS artist has been linked with other Celebrity (entertainment business) and HYBE refuting rumours?

That’s it for now! If I get more, I’ll add them to the post. If you are one of these anons and you come back, feel free to let me know your number -- and if you want to respond to one anon specifically, you can let me know the number you’re talking to, and I’ll do my best to figure out a way to organize this post so that the “conversation” flows.

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Anon 5:

Im sorry but u cannot convince me that taehyung isnt gay, whether or not hes with jungkook, taehyung is not shying away from showing who he really is. That man cant even pretend to act straight at all, wasnt he the one who said “first thing i notice in a gurl is her brand of clothing” …. I mean, okay taehyung say less i guess… also wanting kids ≠ straight

I definitely don’t disagree, anon.

Anon 6:

Well, I gotta say, this whole photo thing really makes a me sad for Tae. Here’s a guy who makes friends so easily, who people gravitate to, and who probably has just as many female friends (famous and non-famous) as male friends, but god forbid he ever be seen with any female without people assuming he’s dating her. I guess in a way it’s the same with men he hangs out with but of course heteronormativity plays a role. Regardless anyone who leaks pics without consent is an absolute cretin.

I agree with this too!

#ask

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