#people who dont feel the need to humor him or straight-up are more used to violence would probably squash him like a bug

[shamelessler]

Spongebob Headcanons

Spongebob

- Spongebobs parents were rich and didnt have a lot of time for him

- He has adhd, his parents were very upsetted by the news because it messed up their plans for him to be a 'perfect child'

- Spongebob is a nickname, his real name is Robert

- He was born an only child

- Knows how to speak French because it's his mothers native language

- Strangely good at twerking??🤨

- Sings "livin la vida loca" and "living in the sunlight, loving in the moonlight" when drunk

- On the aro/ace spectrum

- Doesn't like people prying on his love life

- Learned ukulele as a kid and wrote songs

- Spongebob owns no pictures of him from his childhood, because he was very uncomfy with how his parents made him dress

- He's pretty masc presenting but he's not opposed to wearing a dress if its his style

- He refuses to curse around children and berrades people for doing so by saying "language"

- Spongebob just started college to become a biologist and works at the Krusty Krab part time but also does random things like garage sales and stuff to get more money

- He's very independant and refuses to use any of his parents money, even if they really want to use the money to get closer to Spongebob (which never worked)

- His parents send him presents and stuff for every occasion but Spongebob always ends up giving it to Patrick or Squidward for free, he'd rather his parents spend quality time with him instead of on money

- Favorite childhood movie will always be Lilo and Stitch💓

- Speaking of, his love language is 100% quality time. he doesnt care what he's doing as long as he gets to spend time with the people he loves while doing it. he also doesnt mind hugs<3

- Refuses to have anyone fix his tooth gap, he's very attached to it

- 27 years old

- Favorite songs are ocean man, la vie en rose, and beautiful boy. <3

- Went to camp with Patrick, Sandy, and Squidward as a kid:)

Squidward

- He used to date Squilliam, but he broke up with him years ago

- Has a twin sister, but they dont talk anymore

- His guilty pleasure show is Dance Moms

- Got made fun of for taking ballet as a kid

- Interested in feminine things but loves when people validate his masculinity

- That one guy everyone just assumes is gay without any explanation needed

- He's had the same clarinet since he was 10 years old and its very much a comfort object for him

- Says hes too mature for cursing, but he swears under his breath all the time

- Has an unlikely bond with Sandy once he starts getting closer to Spongebob, Sandy was the first one to help Squidward talk about how Spongebob makes him feel

- Spongebob goes to every concert of Squidwards that he can and it secretly makes Squidward v happy

- In my world, Squidward basically just started adulting cuz hes in his 20's and he hates it. He's like a kind of edgy teen thats already over the world.

- Works the Krusty Krab part time and does art commisions when he's at home

- His love language is words of affirmation

- He babysat Pearl a lot when he was a teenager to make money and sometimes Spongebob joined in with the babysitting

- A theater kid at heart

- Favorite songs consist of songs from musicals, The Girl From Ipanema, and anything by Billie Eilish cause he's a sensitive soul😭

- 29 years old and he already thinks hes an old man who's wasting away🙄

- Favorite childhood movie was The emperor's new groove cause he had a crush on Pacha lol

Plankton

- That one gay uncle that brings alcohol to a kids birthday party

- Karen and Plankton are gay best friends that look like a straight couple

- Karen is always trying to convince Plankton that he has a crush on Krabs

- Spent his childhood with Krabs

- Definitely has a hyperfixation on Mr. Krabs but he doesn't realize

- Weird sense of humor

- Curses constantly

- Planktons love language is acts of service

- Only opened the Chum Bucket to be closer to Krabs

- 67 years old and he's a fucking dilf😩

- He doesn't really listen to music, but when he does its mostly angsty

- His favorite childhood movie was Peter Pan

Mr. Krabs

- Cursing comes natrually to Mr. Krabs, Spongebob doesnt even try to stop him anymore

- He and Plankton are like the cool cousins at the christmas party smoking pot in the closet

- Mr. Krabs' love language is gifts, or just saving him money😭

- He secretly sees Spongebob and Squidward as the sons he never had, considering the two boys had been doing silly money making schemes with Mr Krabs for as long as they could remember

- Gets worried about Plankton all the time and gets anxious about if he pushed him too hard

- Him and Plankton have a sort of silent agreement to keep up the act of cat and mouse, since neither of them want to admit they truely just miss each other

- He was in the navy as soon as he could be enrolled and dislikes the 4th of July because it gives him flashbacks

- Sees his old navy friends as family

- As a human he 100% has a beer belly😭

- His favorite songs consist of sea shanties and funnily enough, The Electric Skates. Pearl got him into it but he refuses to admit it

- 69 years old and constantly jokes about the certain number🚶‍♀️

- Refuses to admit it, but his favorite childhood movie was Cinderella because he dreamt about his own fairy god mother coming to bless him and his poor family with riches

Patrick

- in my secret dating au, Patrick gets tired of pretending like he doesnt know that Squidward and Spongebob like each other so he says, "Once you both marry, can I be Squidwards best friend in law?"

- Patricks love language is definitely physical touch and receiving gifts

- He met Spongebob when the 5 year olds saw each other outside and the two would make silly gestures at each other from across the street

- He's on tiktok a lot so he listens to songs he found on tiktok lol. so he likes tyler the creator and stuff

- 27 years old

- Has matching pfps with Spongebob on every social media platform

- Became an influencer on accident

- That one kid that vaped in the middle school bathroom

- He went through an emo phase

- Got in a lot of fights as a kid on behalf of Spongebob

- His mom is extremely reminent of Eric Cartman's mom😭 "okey, dear."

- Loved to watch Lilo and Stitch with Spongebob as kids

- Cringe and proud

- Loves buddy movies

- Thinks Teen Titans, Go! is funny af (it is guys i promise it is)

Sandy

- Only curses if she has a really good reason and doesn't use them on others

- Her love language is acts of service:)

- Met Spongebob in camp when she was 11

- Vegan

- Has a gay twin brother named Randy that shes very close to

- Her favorite kinds of songs are folk, country, also she enjoys the music artists bôa, lady lamb, and taylor swift

- She is an activist

- Had a lisp as a kid

- 28 years old

- Favorite childhood movie was Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs since she related to him so much as a kid and still does

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A/N: ok im done with general hcs, agere is next:)

id like to thank my bf for helping me brainstorm a lot of these hcs with me, ty lux for giggling abt spongebob with me.

#spongebob headcanons #random edition #weewooweewoo #non-tickles #not agere either #hope yall still like em tho💓

[sunnygrey99]

The Silent Witch In The Woods Pt. 9

~Trigger Warning: Gore, Typical TWD warnings. Angst, Gets a little spicy but not a lot this chapter (minors DNI)~

A/N: Buckle up fuckers, we got a longer part here. It was almost twice as long because I wasn't going to split it. I have split it for the sake of Tumblr glitches, which I've noticed a lot while trying to read longer fics. If you don't want to read shameless smut this is the last chapter of this fic for now. I might make a sequel fic down the road which will be titled differently but marked as such. I hope you all enjoy the wrap-up to this first installment I guess and let me know if you'd want to see this same reader insert back in another series.

Three days pass in agonizing silence between you and Daryl, not for the lack of Daryl trying. He takes every chance he can to try to corner you and talk to you. Hating the feeling of being completely ignored and at a loss of how to fix it, he turns to his best friends who unfortunately are using his situation to make fun of him.

The familiar chuckles of Rick and Glenn pull him out of his thoughts. Rick’s southern voice coming up first. “Come on now Daryl, it ain’t the end of the world she’s just mad. She’ll get over it eventually.” 

Next comes Glenn’s torturous comments, “Not according to Maggie. She is straight up stone walling him, and I mean you do kind of deserve it.” His shrug just makes the deep pit Daryl is sinking in feel like its pulling him under even faster. 

He rolls his eyes at the pair, “I ain’t done nothin’ wrong.”

“Bullshit.” Glenn plops down next to him on the porch’s steps. “You don’t remember screaming at her for no reason?”

“I had plenty of reason” He huffs out gruffly.

“Naw, you were concerned but that ain’t good enough” Rick chirping in makes him doubt himself more alreading having felt the guilt over his actions since the moment he yelled at you. 

Maggie walks out the front door and stomps past Daryl and Glenn. “Ya know its way more than that Daryl. You should have known better to completely ignore her like you did. That really hurt her. That was her biggest problem when she was first settlin’ in. Bein’ treated like she is a child or if you just don’t look at her then she doesn’t exist. Ya basically took her voice away all over again, and you didn’t think that wasn’t cruel or wrong in anyway?” She stands there with her hands on her hips and a glare in her eyes that could strike fear in the devil himself before her gaze switches over to Glenn. Her finger pointing to him before speaking sternly. “You know what you did too so don’t be actin like you are any better Rhee” With that she walks off to do her daily duties or alteast what she can with her growing babybump. 

Both Rick and Daryl look at Glenn with concern and a hint of humor at his situation. Before they all look back to the approaching footsteps and seeing Maggie again. “Oh and Daryl fix it and then ask the poor girl out. I ain’t never seen two people so infatuated with each other and yet so damn stubborn.” She huffs off again with purpose leaving Daryl somehow even more stunned. 

With that Rick and Glenn both burst out laughing at Daryl’s expense. “The hell you two laughin’ at?”

Rick wipes a spare tear from escaping his eye as he laughs. “Nothin’ just she’s right.”

Glenn looks over at Daryl and his laugher slowly dies off as he realizes. “Holy shit you really dont see it do you?”

“Huh? Whataya mean?” His face contorts in confusion at the two men. Both of them look to each other and then back to Daryl. 

“You really haven’t seen how she looks at you?” Glenn’s reaction leaves Daryl only to slowly shake his head. 

“Sometimes its real sweet like you mean everything to her. Othertimes we all feel like we need to give you two the whole room alone.” Rick leans against the cold siding of the house. 

Glenn chuckles again at the statement “Yeah. It’s like she’s undressing you completely in her head and then some.” 

The thought of you even possibly thinking of him in that way has Daryl blushing like a middle schooler. It was a lot of information at once, and a lot of feelings he wasn’t expecting to have to deal with. The noise of his two friends talking back and forth starts to fade away as he realizes that he is already walking to the infirmary. He passes by the resident doctor and a couple of people before making it to your office and opening the door and nearly slamming it shut behind him. He spots you slowly standing from your desk and looking at him with a bit of surprise but mostly still anger. 

His feet carry him to just infront of you backing you against the wall. One hand goes for your hip and the other cupping your cheek as he quickly pulls you in for a heated and yet tentative kiss. The second his skin touches yours is like every nerve in your body shivers with an intense electricity. It has you frozen and confused for the first few seconds before you melt into the somehow comforting feeling. Seconds or minutes pass by before nearly running out of air, and the two of you part slightly and he rests his forehead against yours. “I’m sorry. I should’nt’a treated ya like that. I ain’t ever gonna do that again, Promise. I…Please stop ignorin’ me”

It takes about 10 seconds of you searching his face and tone for any deception on his part. You fail to find any. Nodding you pull him back in crashing your lips against his again. The electricity still coursing your veins and intensifying in the places that your skin touches his. His hand griping further and tighter at your waist while the other sneaks into your hair, tugging slightly at the base as he nips at your bottom lip. Only the faintest gasp comes from you as your hips rut against nothing looking for some relief. Finally you have to pull yourself away from the man who seems to want nothing other than to continue trying to meld your bodies together. 

Your chest and his both rise and fall in unison at the exertion. The only thing running through your mind God I wish I could just let you fuck me right here. At the end of the thought, you see Daryl’s eyebrows shoot up and you hear his voice but see no movement of his lips, What the fuck…

It leaves you confused for only a few moments before putting two and two together. Holy shit Daryl can you hear me? His head nods slowly before he squints at you “What the hell is happenin’? Is this normal?” 

You can’t help the grin that plasters on your face as you pull out your thick book of shadows from your bag. Flipping through it to find the right page and showing him what was written from a few generations before you. You shove the book towards him and give Daryl time to absorb the information.

He looks back up to you waiting for an explanation. You quickly bring your hands up to sign not quite used to the bond yet and not wanting to freak Daryl out any further than necessary. It's an explanation for the weird shocks I feel whenever we touch, and why I was able to find your camp so easily. I scryed for less than 20 seconds but usually, something like that could take way longer. It's also how you found me in the woods in the beginning. I had so many wards around that it should have been nearly impossible for you to end up there, but you did. 

“Wait…Does that mean I’m like you? Was this on accident? Do ya……want this?” His voice is nearly hushed and you can feel a wave of guilt wash over the new link from him. 

You quickly place a hand on his shoulder to have him look at you, pushing through the link with your own emotion to soothe him. It might have been an accident but I’d rather it have been you than anyone else. Unfortunately, I don’t think you can use Magick though. The words being bounced into his own head seem to wash away some of the guilt he feels but he seemingly is going to need help controlling his side of the link. 

The most pressing emotion he has now has you confused before you remember what the two of you had started right before the binding took over. You feel the intense heat of a blush rush over you and unfortunately, slip through the link as well. Biting your lip and leaning back into Daryl you choose your next words carefully before pressing through the bond, How about we take this back to the house? My shift was almost over anyway. Daryl makes no noise before grabbing your hand and all but dragging you back to the house.

Part 10

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I kinda want to start readingn yu yu hakusho (manga first bc thats how i roll) sooo would u be interested in pitching the plot and whatnot for me? I know this is smth I could just google buuut, Id like to get some info straight from the best source :3 (a nd fan whos likes to ramble)

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 OKAY SO idk what all the differences are between the manga and the anime (havent read the manga yet but i want to eventually) but yu yu hakusho starts off with, from the very get-go, the protagonist dying! yup, main character just dead right at the start, and the next part is a plot for him going through a test from the spirit world to get his life back! its actually pretty emotional, because yusuke (the protag) didnt want to come back until he realize how much the people hes closed to cared about him, but throughout the show he makes more friends and realizes more of what he wants to live for (while theyre all constantly risking their lives in battles jfkdjfj) and becomes way more well off by the end of the show.

a lot of the show is yusuke taking various cases from spirit world as their designated spirit detective, fighting demons and sometimes humans to protect the world through the use of his spirit gun power! theres a whole lot of excellent humor along with intense moments, and i cant pinpoint exactly how they do it but even the funny stuff happening during serious moments dont really retract from each other, unlike how some other series it can feel like awkward tone shifts.

yusuke is a snarky son of a bitch, absolute delinquent that loves to kick ass. hes defintely not the brightest, but he makes up for that in sheer willpower (and luck lol). hes not a pure goody boy protag, hes a lovable asshole!

kuwabara is similar to yusuke in being a delinquent that loves to fight, but he has much more of an honor code and actually tries to be polite and really sweet sometimes (especially to his big crush in the show) despite his usual brash loudness lol. hes the himbo of the group! he also has a kitten he loves :3

kurama is one of my top favorite characters ever (and my kin) because hes just so??? interesting??? hes literally the best character in the show to put in a situation. any of them. so none of this is spoilers bc this is all shit he straight up tells as soon as he shows up in like, episode 7 or something: hes a fox demon thief that almost was killed, but he managed to transfer his spirit into an unborn human child and was raised by his human mother, whos kindness ended up changing him from cruel and ruthless, to a much kinder person. hes a interesting mix of characteristics, where he can equally be the kindest of the group, but he can also still be the most ruthless. plus they really play up the pretty boy factor and his main weapon is a rose whip hes fucking great. also despite him being a lot kinder now hes still defintely an asshole sometimes and loves messing with people bc hes still a fox at heart.

THEN HIEI. HIEI HIEI HIEI HIEI I LOVE HIM SO SO SO SOSOOOOOO MUCH. him and kurama are partners (demon partners but gay partners too bc i say so, and also theres no one else hiei compliments so much like he does with kurama and theyre like 90% of the time together and kurama teases hiei SO MUCH and theyre just adorable okay,) hes my hearthrob trope of angsty edgy guy whos so tsundere about actually caring about people but hes actually SO soft deep down and just needs more love in his life. and is super hot. literally anytime this dude gets into battle he often either rips his shirt off or his shirt rips itself off by the sheer power of his fucking energy i love him. hes such a badass. and he has nice tits. and hes soooo soso sososososoososo cute he has the most adorable surprised faces and hfjjjdjfk OKAY ill try to hold off the gay a little bit to actually explain his character. hes such a rude little asshole and is often the quiet one at the edge of the room thatll snark you if he catches you being dumb. hes such a tsundere about having friends and caring about them but even yusuke can see through his shit and calls him out on it and says hiei will be there when they need him. short angry man gets friends who he cares for and who cares for him.

BTW THO there is some Iffy Moments in the show id recommend checking out the doesthedogdie site for various trigger stuff if u think ud need it !!! and unfortunately the anime often has a LOT of flashing lights so if that would affect you then you may have to stick to the manga, or maybe theres someone whos edited the show to be safe for photosensitive folks?? do ppl do that? idk. but still despite some flaws in the series, the characters are just so !!!!!! [SQUEEZES THEM LIKE A SQUISHY TOY] im literally so obsessed with them theyre just a fun cast with the best interactions aaa theyre like family to me (bc im kurama kinnie)

ALSO !!! IF U DO CHECK IT OUT FEEL FREE TO YELL AT ME ABOUT STUFF !!!!!!

#plus theres more characters but these r the main four! #starry asks #yyh #TY FOR ASKING ME I LOVE YELLING ABOUT YYH. ESP HIEI HES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

[ipoddymouth]

Wait bestie I want to know your thots on the matty healy being problematic thing he’s said a lot of weird/offensive stuff for sure but apparently some of that stuff is supposed to be satirical/ he’s an edge lord or whatever like the n*zi salute thing he did and it’s not a good thing to do no matter the context but I feel like it’s probably more harmful to call him a n*zi when he isn’t actually one it’s probably better to call that action antisemitic than a whole n*zi no?

wait gjargigjag you just basically summarized my thoughts but imma ramble more under the cut

i dont think matty is actually, truly, deep in his core racist or a n*zi (i'm also p sure he's given enough interviews explaining himself and his political ideologies bc he's annoying and never shuts the fuck up) BUT he also does say a bunch of shit on the side that doesn't help his case.

i think intent is a big issue in society in general bc it's like 'are you saying this shit to be funny? or are you saying this shit to be mean?' and people don't ask that question anymore. i remember when ariana dated pete and he made that joke about manchester and people were like 'he's disrespecting the dead!!' and, like, i can defs see where people are coming from for sure, and i can also see why he was like ???? in response to the backlash because his attention clearly wasnt to offend.

i will not lie and will fully admit that i am SENSITIVE lmao and there are some jokes in standup sets that i will straight up 😐 during bc i cannot separate the words from intent sometimes but im not going to say bill burr is a rape apologist or whatever because i sit and watch my silly lil 'offensive' robot chicken episodes without batting an eye. the problem with humor is that there will always be a faction that makes certain people uncomfortable. and that's okay!!!! not all of us (me included) need to watch cumtown or red scare because we will not find it funny!!! there's one drag queen who's yt videos my boyfriend cant watch bc he thinks she comes across mean even though i think the jokes hit!!!!

and to your second point i agreeeee like im black and grew up in a p white area so obviously people have said some SHIT to me, but that means you have to learn how to distinguish between someone being intentionally racist or someone being ignorant. i think matty says shit he thinks is funny because he's trying to be funny but the jokes themselves don't hit and just come across as....bizarre? rude??? multiple -ists???? but then he tries to explain himself and people (strangers to him) are either like 'fuck u this isnt sincere' or are just like 'but youre still wrong and horrible' and he just gets frustrated and deletes his socials in a lil baby fit gjlragjaglgj. and not to be a white apologist lmao BUT i kinda do understand why people turn to that 'anti-woke ideology' bc if every time i said something with poor phrasing and someone i didn't know called me a racist n*zi i'd probs go ape shit too.

there are real, actual n*zis like in real life who are actually trying to hurt people and people are pulling out all of their big gun ultra-bad labels for some scrawny boy band dude???? like what are we supposed to call the actual n*zis???????? like i l i t e r a l l y have seen a neo-n*zi rally down the street from my HOUSE and thats fucking TERRIFYING and they're just snatching up more people because of all of the culture wars bullshit

[but like to note im not saying that people need to be forgiving and understanding every time someone says something that pisses them off. some people need to be yelled at!!! they need to know they are wrong!!!! people should just be aware of the impact their words have. matty's words have made A LOT of people straight up hate him, but at the same time, some people have probably seen matty get called a n*zi and are now like 👀 bc the bar to being considered h*tler seems kinda low.]

anyway tl;dr racism is a spectrum, words have meaning, and we don't know these people. but if matty really is a racist and im wrong then i hope he chokes!!!

ALSO i am an adult and am not in the business of defending other adults so like im not gonna argue with someone if they think matty is racist. i am not doing dirty hit pr for FREE

#didnt edit a single word of this so i hope it makes sense gjrlagjg #also if you tell me matty is racist im not gonna argue with you glajglge #like go ahead and think that! #i dont know that man!! im not gonna bend over backwards for him!! #anyway thank you for letting me hit you with a #poddyrants #matty healy #taylor swift

[chaoticgremlinbrainspace]

I FORGOT TO ADD A TITLE OOPS BUT HUH basically THIS IS JUST ME BEING INSANE ABOUT DICK GRAYSON WITH ADHD AND I REALLY CHANNELED SOME SHIT WITH THIS ONE BESTIES

as the 3 people who read my insane Dick Grayson centered ramblings know Dick Grayson with adhd is a head canon I really like, especially as a person who has it and researched it further. now im wondering what kinda things would he hyperfixate on? what genre of topic wouldn't leave his mind? like fun hyperfixations not like the im doing a thing and I got sucked into it for 6 hours straight and its a work thing type of hyperfixation. LARGE BLOCK OF TEXT HERE: would he have a fixation on birds? just know a bunch of bird facts? or would it be more acrobat based? hell would he get one on the circus? or would it be more focused on the media? does he find an underground singer he becomes unwell about? buying posters and merchandise for a comic he really likes? or would they be more scientifically inclined? would he know a bunch of random “useless” human body facts? would he have exactly one book series he rereads over and over? would he be a huge math nerd and spend hours doing it? would he accidentally spiral into doing makeup and fashion? would he fixate on hair tutorials? would fixate on learning a random skill or trade like sewing? hell he could hop through any of these. his room would be full of things from previous and current fixations, the shelves covered in knickknacks, maybe he learned how to do ceramics and has his first ever shitty bowl on a table. maybe hes done none of that, maybe he just day dreams about it, maybe hes only got time for one or two hobbies and he can never get himself to do it, maybe hes always running late to events and shit maybe hes always early. maybe he wants to go and do things outside of his regular work/life routine but ends up stuck on the couch for hours, internally trying to move. maybe he gets indecisive and can do anything at all stuck at making the choice, maybe he second guesses himself. maybe he has ideas and things he could do, but he cant ever just do them and he feels horrible. maybe he feels like hes lazy after all other people dont have this problem, other people just seem to do things. maybe he doesn't share any of his likes and hobbies because hes terrified of the idea that someone would make fun of him, maybe someone has and now he doesn't share anything with them, maybe the idea of someone making fun of or just not getting it makes his chest hurt like hes being stabbed, maybe he longs to just be able to share with people, maybe he has to restrain himself from correcting people on a fact, maybe he doesn't always succeed, maybe he cringes and laughs it off as him getting too excited, maybe privately hes berating himself. maybe when he does have someone to just info dump at he lights up, and he goes and goes and goes, maybe he gets animated sweeping hand movements, making faces and noises to highlight a point, maybe after a while he’ll apologize for talking for so long, maybe he’ll get such a rush of just pure happy emotions afterwards that it feels like too much to contain in his body, maybe hes embarrassed of stimming in front of other people, maybe he only does it at home by himself, maybe he doesn't even know what hes doing hes just been told off in the past, maybe when hes happy or gets a burst of random energy he feels like crooning, or making different animal like noises, maybe hes done it before in front of other people by accident, maybe hes gotten yelled at for talking too much, maybe he has too wait until he knows people better before he can start being weird, maybe he masks around people, maybe he uses humor as a shield, maybe hes never been diagnosed, maybe he just thought everyone was like this, maybe he struggled with a school topic more than his peers, maybe he was too smart and if he just applied himself he would get it, he didn't need help, maybe he spent hours pouring over a homework, frustration building into a full on breakdown, why cant he just get it like other kids do? maybe his emotions just get to be too much, he feels like an overfilled cup, maybe he lashes out, and when that doesn't work when things get worse he internalizes, maybe he has to check and double check things are there, maybe he loses small things like his keys, maybe he’s lost his wallet multiple times, maybe he spends days without his phone because it was under a book, maybe sometimes he just cant and everything is too much, maybe he feels like if hes not doing anything than hes failing everyone, maybe some days it feels like everyone hates him, maybe on those days he feels like snapping breaking apart and just screaming, maybe some days some minor inconvenience makes him snap ripping into whoever is near him, maybe he spends hours stewing in self hatred and guilt until he works up the nerve to apologize, maybe he works on cases/his day job to avoid things, maybe he’s shit at deadlines and does everything towards the end, maybe he finds ways to just sneak in his current fixation into the conversation, maybe he feels bone dead tired but his mind is too busy to sleep, maybe he suffers from horrible nightmares and just sits in the tub with the lights on.   BLOCK OF TEXT ENDS HERE anyway uh I think hes silly goofy. like ive found my favorite brand of adhd I like to give Dick Grayson because there are 3 main types of adhd that people fall under do note that everyones symptoms present differently and lots of people experience a wide variety of symptoms in a variety of ways, there is the inattentive type which has a tendency to fly under the diagnostic radar, hyperactive which is what people usually think of when it comes to adhd, and the combined type which is like a remix of both. I personally tend to give dick hyperactive, mostly due to most likely having this type myself lol. that and I feel like he would have undiagnosed adult adhd. I say this because I know bruce is rich but when he first got dick he was like 20 or smth and he probably has no fucking clue at what's considered normal child vs thats a mental disorder. Partly because he’s not exactly a “normal” guy himself and the fact that despite it all they personally just think dick is like that and that he needs to apply himself more or smth. adhd is somewhat new in the sense its not just hyperactive white boys getting diagnosed so information around it is heavily skewed one way die to a lack of long term data collected from a variety of groups(like autism). like bruce and Alfred dont know what they dont know, and they have no fucking clue dick has adhd. and dont worlds greatest detective me hes still just a guy, and people make mistakes or refuse to believe things. like I feel like im explaining this wrong. so basically bruce has a warped sense of what is considered normal in children due to his backstory tm and the way he grew up, and dick is a young child riddled with adhd and ptsd from his parents dying in front of him. and dick has just always been the way he has been so he only knows something is “wrong” with him when he struggles to fit into school. bruce being a sudden first time parent thing to this kid, only really has Alfred as back up and no offense Alfred you are old. so shit like adhd isn't even really considered/known about. AND SO basically what im getting at here is dick had a hard time he has no idea why he does shit and if other people do it, so he just spends a lot of time compensating for things and feeling like “damn why cant I do that? it seems super easy for other people? am I just broken in some way?” and like bruce and Alfred tried again they didn't know what they didn't know. dick would probably eventually have something/someone that makes him realize “oh shit I have have adhd? what?” and then boom he has an explanation for why he is the way he is. its messy and I cant quite get it out with the right words but yeah thats why I tend to give dick undiagnosed adult adhd. my adhd was diagnosed as a kid, but like it wasn't really treated in any meaningful way it was more like “cool fact about me tee hee” so I try to pull from that a bit.

#dick grayson #adhd dick grayson #grem screams #long text #like I cant articulate myself well with this unfortunately

[deeeelightfuldee]

Who is your best friend, and how long have you known them for?

It was K. for basically a decade. Now that thats all over im kind of in limbo. Z wants to be but im not sure. I just need time to process i think.

 Did your parents have high expectations for you to excel in school and go to college/university?

My dad didn’t care about any of it. Neither of them pushed for college/university. And i was already very strong at excelling in academic areas. 

 What’s the worst jet lag you’ve experienced?

Nothing too intense. More so just exhaustion

 Are you a polite person?

Yes but i do have plenty of sass if im comfortable with you

 When was the last time you went for a walk in a park?

Like two weeks ago.

 Do you ever feel super shitty about your appearance?

Ahhahahaha yes. I hate the way my stomach looks.

 Have you ever been in a relationship where everything with your partner felt natural and effortless?

yes. .. until it wasnt

 Have you ever been in a relationship where everything was difficult and rocky?

Yes. im just so over that.

 Do you know any computer programming languages?

Not anymore

 When was the last time you were in a really bad situation?

Not long. I think the worst is over.

 When you were a teenager, did your parents set rules about dating? Again, dad did not take any involvement into my life for things like that. Mom initially said we had to be at least 16. Psh. i waited a lot longer than that lol

Have you ever lived with a person who you tried to avoid at all costs?

Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. 3x

 Have you ever committed a crime that directly harmed another person?

Absolutely not

 Did you grow up in an urban, suburban, or rural area?

suburban

 What is something all of your exes have in common?

Ummmmm theyre Christians but beyond that they dont really have much. Different heights, weights, eye color, hair color, skin color, some were highly educated, some weren’t. Some were outgoing and some were shy. Some were hilarious, others were dry humor. Some were BIG on family, some were estranged from family. Some were considered blue collar, some were white collar. Some made me feel like i was the only girl on the planet and some made everyone feel welcome and safe. I dont really see a ton of similarities. I think ive got a type in my mind that i would be ultimately attracted to and would jump on given the opportunity, but i seem to give all a chance looooooool.

 Which disease do you personally think is the most horrible?

No, i dont think one is worst over all others. So many are equally awful

 What is your worst childhood memory?

PASS lol

 Do you remember where you first drove to after getting your license?

Aside from coming back from getting my license, i drove to youthgroup. My sister let me borrow her car, i felt so cool.

 What was the best part of your day yesterday?

Yesterday was a literal shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiizzzz show. It was so bad. So so so bad. 

 What did you get into trouble for the most when you were a kid?

I was basically never in trouble. The only times i was, was when scott did something and my dad thought i did it

 What do you wish you could get paid for?

Reading

Have you ever hosted a dinner party?

yes

 Do you use online dating? Or do you use another method for finding dates?

Online dating, working together, growing up in the same town/church, mutual friends

 Of all the houses you’ve lived in, which has been your favorite?

This one

 Do you get sunburned easily?

Eh, no not always. Depends. I hate the sun and i avoid being in it at allllllllllll costs.

Do you drink liquor straight?

Like shots sure

Do you brush your teeth as soon as you wake up?

I get up, make my bed, find my slippers, then walk to the bathroom to brush

What are you wearing?

Shorts and a tank top.

This past summer, did you have a “thing” with anyone?

It is still summer. This one was so tricky. Stuff with K just went so south and i really loved him. Ive tried dating other people and some special people are present so we will see what happens. I need change.

What are your feelings for your ex-boyfriend?

He is trying to win me over to go back out together. Hes doing a lot of work to improve and hes moving so all thats cool. But someone else ive had great feelings for previously, is also doing some amazing things so idk. This whole thing is confusing. Idk how i feel. 

Do you think it’s stupid to have more than one best friend?

No, but i dont really have experience with that.

Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them?

I own some that do

Have you ever kicked a vending machine?

yup

Are you cocky?

That definitely isnt a word i would use to describe myself

Do you wear your shoes in the house?

No but i do wear slippies

Would you dye your hair?

course

Do you know anyone whose name starts with a Z?

Lol yes. My ex

Do you know a guy named David?

I do. 

Has anyone ever told you you were beautiful?

yea

What color is your bathroom?

Uhhhhh like mauve-y. Not my style.

Do you play sims?

Not in a long time. I always enjoyed it.

How many people have told you they were in love with you?

Ooooof. I think 14. How many do i believe? 3

Is any part of you sad at all?

Yes but ill figure it out

Do you have unlimited texting?

Yea for the time being Last February, were you single?

No

When will your next kiss be?

Either this week or next

Have you chewed gum after someone else already has?

Barf i cant believe im gon say this but yes. They kissed me while chewing gum and it was not intentional

Are you ever a freak about cleanliness or organization?

Yes lol

Last thing you ate?

Frig im hungry. Ummm dinner i had gyro

Do you currently have a hickey?

No lol 

Did you ever waste too much time on a certain boy or girl?

YEAH YEAH YEAH

Are you multi tasking right now?

Sure, got a show on. Petting ben. Typing this. Mentally obsessing over stuff.

Do you believe in karma?

No. some people will never ever have to deal with the stuff they dish out.

[thefanficmonster]

Interesting Encounters

Corpse Husband *& Reader (Female)

Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Paranoia and Fear of Invasion of Privacy

Genre: FLUFF, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Corpse has an interesting run-in with his regular delivery girl, having the chance to talk to her for the first time despite her having been delivering to his door for months. It’s a big step in overcoming his anxiety and paranoia when talking to strangers.

Requested by Anon. Hi darling! Thank you so much for your wonderful request! Hope you come across the final product of your request and give it a read and if so I hope you like it! Sorry for the wait, I hope it was worth it though! Love, Vy ❤

It’s a regular Monday morning, close to 10AM and Corpse’s face is practically glued to the sound editing app he’s downloaded, playing around with some cool effects to add to his voice in the background of the new song he’s been working on. He hasn’t been able to sleep a wink thanks to the immense excitement, not that he would’ve been able to regardless, but the tune and the lines have been stuck in his head all throughout the weekend and he knows they’ll be bothering him until he turns them into something other people will be able to listen and give an opinion on as well. So far he’s done plenty of work but there’s plenty more to go until it’s done. He’s at that point he usually needs feedback and wants to ask for it but would rather not to avoid either too harsh judgement or fake praise.

He slides the headset off, deciding to take a break for the sake of his sanity before he drives himself to insanity with the intensity of his focus on this new piece. His brain just so conveniently sends him a reminder that his groceries are probably waiting for him outside the door. He has, as of the last half a year or so, had someone deliver his groceries to him to avoid trips to the grocery store with both the whole pandemic situation and the growth of following which translates to growth of the risk of him getting recognized. That’s the main reason - and maybe the only one - as to why he doesn’t interact with the people who deliver to him either. He always gives his delivery person the instruction to leave whatever he’s ordered at the doorstep and if it’s not takeout to not even ring the doorbell. 

That being said, the deliverer of his groceries doesn’t ring the doorbell to give him the kind reminder to be responsible, but luckily he hasn’t forgotten to collect them yet in the six months he’s been practicing this delivery technique.

Going to the front door and looking out of the peephole, he confirms there are several full plastic bags waiting to be picked up on the mat. With the person who brought them not in sight, Corpse unlocks the door and steps out to bring in the groceries for the week. Taking them to the kitchen, he unpacks the goods in the three bags. At first glance he would’ve been fooled, seeing as how it seems that all he has ordered is there. But, each Monday, he receives exactly four bags of groceries. One is missing. He rolls his eyes thinking he didn’t see it outside and left it there while he was hurriedly collecting the rest so he gets up to go grab it real quick.

While in the meantime...

Y/N looks through the remainder of bags in her minivan, making a route in her head for what roads and shortcuts she can take to deliver the last of the groceries to the respective homes they need to be taken to. Upon looking through them, however, she sees a bag labeled ‘MM’ that she uses short for ‘Mystery Man’, aka the guy who never opens the door to greet her whenever she delivers him anything. She works for several delivery services such as takeout, groceries, clothes even and has delivered to that apartment hundreds of times but has never met the resident, giving her the right to call him Mystery Man, aka ‘MM’.

“Ah, shit.“ She mumbles under her breath, realizing she failed to grab the fourth bag when on her way up to MM’s apartment.

Coming to terms with the fact that she’ll have to lose another five minutes going back up to his floor, she grabs the bag and takes off running back inside the building and up the stairs, deciding it would be quicker than taking the elevator.

Just as she arrives to the floor, heading straight for the door, it opens, freezing her in her tracks as her eyebrows shoot up.  At the doorstep stands a guy with an eye patch who looks more surprised and maybe even a little terrified than her. Taking in that Mystery Man is not such a mystery anymore, she returns to her professionalism, remaining at a distance and outstretching the hand holding the bag towards him.

“Sorry, forgot to drop this one off as well, I’m a bit all over the place today.“ She says in her most professional voice.

Corpse too regains his composure and takes the handed bag from Y/N gloved hand. Before he can think twice about it he says, “Thanks, uh...”

“Y/N.“ She says, “I’ve delivered to you countless times, it’s funny you don’t know my name but it’s to be expected since I’ve never seen you. This would be a good time to tell me your name so I don’t have to call you Mystery Man anymore.“ She laughs, cutting her own laughter off barely a second later when she realizes what she’s said, “Oh, fucking shit...”

Corpse chuckles, clear amusement in the sound, “Mystery Man? Interesting, interesting. If I ever become a superhero I’ll make sure to pick that name.” He fails to even pay mind to the fact that he’s spoken a lot more than he’d usually feel comfortable with.

Y/N laughs a little awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck, “Yeah, sorry about that. I promise to come up with a better one if you’re not willing to tell me your real one. Like....Pirate, for example?” she suggests, raising her shoulders.

He can’t help but let out a laugh, “You’d be surprised, but my name is not so far from your mark. It’s, um....” He’s not looking forward to the judgmental look or the questions he might receive in response to his statement but he succumbs to the expected disappointment, “My name’s Corpse.”

Surprisingly, she just smiles - a smile he cannot see due to the surgical mask she’s wearing but the crinkle at the corners of her eyes gives it away. “Cool! Well, I better get going then.”

Just as she turns to head for the elevator this time, seeing as she’s still out of breath from the run up the stairs, Corpse gets an idea he’d probably not be too fond of if he gave himself time to think it over. Which is exactly why he didn’t.

“Hey!“ He calls after her, gaining her attention immediately, causing her to turn around, “You got a minute? I need a little help with something...“

Y/N’s eyebrows raise a little, a moment before she shrugs her shoulders, “Meh, I’m already behind schedule, what’s an extra minute gonna do?” And just like that, they strut their way back towards his apartment.

He can’t help but chuckle, taking the opportunity to crack a joke, “This is how people often get killed. You don’t just walk into a stranger’s apartment like that.”

She scoffs as she passes the threshold, “Believe it or not, you can learn a lot about a person based on the groceries they buy. And trust me buddy, you’re not a murderer.” Earning herself a laugh and a nod with that remark, she continues, “You do appear to be an artist with all the cheap food you’re buying though.”

Corpse laughs yet again, a hint of nervousness is sensed in his laugh this time around though, “Yeah, well, I don’t know if you’re still gonna call me an artist when you hear this song I’ve been working on. Not even out of the box yet.”

Y/N stops in her tracks, “Well, well, well, aren’t I honored to be one of the lucky people hearing this before its release.”

“The first hearing it before its release.“ He corrects her with a pointed look, not missing the excitement that arose in her eyes.

“Let’s hear it then!“

Of all the friendship stories that exist, no one can say this ain’t a unique one.

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[sardonic-the-writer]

DSMP x Reader

━"Incorrect Quotes"

━Everyone

━Tw: None

━Notes: I'M WHEEZING. THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE-

━Song: "Soft Fuzzy Man" By Lemon Demon

*Tubbo playing the piano*

Tommy: Is there anything better than pussy?!

(Y/n): Yeah! A really good book!

Ranboo: *Facepalming in the corner*

(Y/n): People say I need to go to college to do what I love

(Y/n): I don't need a degree to be a clothing hanger >:)

(Y/n): He's at that special age where there's only one thing on his mind

Philza: Girls?

Techno: Homicide

Karl: Story time!

Karl: He had only one plan for this new year's World domination!

Sapnap: Mm! *Sassy hair flip*

Techno, Phil, and (Y/n): Happy Birthday Raven!

Ranboo: I can't swim...

Revivebur: Kiss one another~

(Y/n): Don't tell your mother~

Revivebur: DIE FOR EACH OTHER-

(Y/n): *Frantic running*

BBH, Skeppy, and (Y/n): We're the bully busters, we eat straight rocks. If we catch you bullying we'll knock off your socks!

BBH: Yo what's good? My name is Chester. Say a bad word and you're gone for the semEster!

Skeppy: Hey, hello, my name is Wayne. Mess with my friends and you'll feel the pain.

(Y/n): What's up my homies, the name is Jamie. Why be a goon when you can get more brainy!!!

Tommy: DONT FUCK WITH ME! I HAVE THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON MY SIDE!!! AHHHHH-

Techno: *Sips tea calmly*

Dream: *Making fun of Sam from inside his prison cell*

Sam: You're disrespecting a future SMP army soldier >:(

Wilbur: Me and (Y/n) wrote a song

(Y/n): It's called "I woke up late for my finals."

Wilbur: *Clears throat*

Both: *Screaming*

Revivebur: *Regina George*

Quackity: *Gretchin Weiners*

Charlie: *Karen Smith*

(Y/n): What the FUCK is going on?!?!

Fundy: My dad has a big house!

Charlie: My dad has a gold tooth!

Michael: My dads have diabetes

Ranboo and Tubbo: o_o

(Y/n): What do you have?

Dream: A knife :D

George: NO-

Ranboo: He rUiNeD mY DrEaM jOuRnAl

Dream: I did not! Mr. Electric, send him to the principal's office!!!

Philza: ...

Tommy: Ayee, this boys got his free dell tac-

(Y/n) and Tubbo: *Wheezing at his fall*

Wilbur: That's it! Get on top of the fridge!

Tommy: This house is a FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!!

Sapnap: Two dudes, chillin' in a hot tub. Five feet apart 'cause there not gay

Dream and Geroge: 👁👄👁

Wilbur: *Comes back to life*

The entire SMP: Why do I hear boss music?

Wilbur: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Tommy: Oh yeah? You're the idiot who thinks they can get away with everything you do! WELL, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD!

Wilbur: I'm leaving you anD I'M TAKING PHILZA WITH ME!!!

Techno, picking up the monopoly board: I think we're gonna stop plain' now

Eret: You often use humor to deflect trauma

(Y/n): Thank you

Eret: I didn't say that was was a good thing

(Y/n): What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny

Karl: I told Quackity their ears flush when they lie

Sapnap: Why?

Karl: Look

Karl: Hey Quackity! Do you love us?

Quackity, covering their ears: No

Ranboo: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

(Y/n): The car takes a screenshot

Tubbo: For the last time, get the fuck out

*Nikki and (Y/n) skipping stones on a lake*

Nikki: It's such a beautiful evening

(Y/n), whispering: Take that you fucking lake

BBH: Skeppy, what do IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?

Skeppy: I don't know, I love you, talk to you later

BBH: Ok, I love you too, but I'll just ask the egg

Techno: We need to get through this locked door. Phil, give me your credit card

Philza: Here

Techno, pocketing it: Thanks. (Y/n), kick down the door

Tubbo: Why are you on the floor?

Tommy: I'm depressed

Tommy: Also, I was stabbed. Can you get (Y/n)?

Revivebur: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

(Y/n): Im a knife

Quackity, from across the room: They're a little spoon

Dream: *Screams*

Sapnap: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

George: Should we stop them?

(Y/n): No I want to see where this is going

Tubbo: While I'm gone, Tommy you're in charge

Tommy: Yes!!

Tubbo, whispering: (Y/n) you're secretly in charge

(Y/n): Obviously

Nikki: (Y/n)...why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

(Y/n): Your text told me to satanize the place before you got back

Nikki:

Nikki: I said sanitize

Schlatt: Don't worry. I have a plan

(Y/n): Alright

Schlatt: Traitorsaywhat

Quackity: Excuse me?

Schlatt: What?

(Y/n):

Schlatt:

Schlatt: No wait-

Ranboo: What's a mix of the word 'sad' and 'mad'?

(Y/n): Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-

Tubbo: Smad

*The squad is trying to con some random guy*

BBH: Um, Skeppy? Why are you pretending I'm this guy's family

Skeppy: We need money!

BBH: You're scamming him?

Skeppy: I was thinking more like flat out stealing from him

BBH: What? No way!

Skeppy: Why not? We already stole (Y/n)

(Y/n): Hey guys

BBH: No we didn't. (Y/n) can think and talk for themselves, they can do whatever they want!

(Y/n): I wanna steal

(Y/n): I slept for 12 hours. But I might still be tired, so let's go for 12 more

Philza: (Y/n), that's a coma

(Y/n): Sounds festive

Karl: Come on. I wasn't drunk last night!

Quackity: You were flirting with Sapnap

Karl: So what? They're my partner

Quackity: You asked them if they were single

Karl:

Quackity: And cried when they said they wern't

Sapnap: On a scale of 'damn Daniel' to 'free sha va ca do', how are you feeling right now

(Y/n): In between 'its an avocado thanks' and 'how did you defeat Captain America'. But as a solid answer, I'd say I'm 'I don't need a degree to be a clothing hanger'. How about you Dream?

Dream: Probably 'road work ahead'

George: I speak many languages, and this in not one of them

Eret: Violence isn't the answer

(Y/n): You're right

Eret: *Sighing in relief*

(Y/n): Violence is the question

Eret: What?

(Y/n), bolting away And the answer is always yes

Eret, chasing after them: NO-

(Y/n), talking to Ranboo over the phone: Did you preheat the oven like I told you too?

Ranboo: You bet!

(Y/n): At what temperature?

Ranboo: 535

(Y/n): That's the clock

Ranboo:

(Y/n):

Ranboo: 536

Sapnap: Is stabbing someone immoral?

(Y/n): Not if they consent to it first

Dream: Depends on who you're stabbing

George: YES?!?!?

Karl, at a restaurant: You guys should get the orange soda here. It's amazing

Quackity: Sure

Waiter: Can I get you guys anything to drink?

Karl: Orange soda please!

Quackity: I'll have the strawberry soda

Sapnap: Me too, strawberry soda

Karl:

I wrote this all durring a AP Geo test, dear god. I have no life

Personally, my favorite incorrect quote out of all of them was the bully busters one. That video is fucking hillarious man.

I am a grown ass teen. What the fuck am I doing with my life.

Edit: I added so many more inncorect quotes. SO MANY MORE-

1067 words

-WayToSarcastic

#dsmp x reader #dsmp #incorrect quotes #dsmp incorrect quotes #this was so funny to make #it took forever #fanfiction #(y/n)

[is-nini]

King! Zhongli x Queen! Reader

A/n: spoiled by the geo kingggg!! King Zhongli usually hit me in the spot for some reason.. none of this were.. 100% accurate.. but enjoy

Brushing your hair with one of your hair brush, you hum while enjoying the feeling of your hair being tugged by the hair brush. Making sure your hair is set and smooth you pin your hair piece that your king gave you yesterday. It was a hair pin, embroidered with swirls of real gold and being top of by jadeite and being sprinkled with blue diamond.

Seeing as you think that wearing your crown was a fuss, you decide to skip it for today feeling the need to just let your head weight free for today, since there is no event that you need to be around with.

A small sound of knocking is echoed throughout your room.

"come in".

You say, and they went inside, head hung low as they helped you with your dress. You sigh, the maids here are always so tight.. it's like as if you can kill them anytime- well that is true but you just wanted to have a little talk.

Zhongli is the king, he is the one who give orders and as a good citizen they only follow his order, trusting his judgement completely. This is no different with the maid, he ordered to treat you the same way they treated him, with care and caution. And because the maid look up to the king so much, they are showing they're respect towards you too, which is great but.. the quiet is making a uncomfortable aura around the room at least for you.

After they did your dress, you bow 90° towards them like you always do, which makes the flustered every time, rather the finding it annoying you find it very funny as a couple of "your highness-!" "Oh gosh please don't bow to us" "oh my queen please-!" Alongside gasp, causing you to giggle as you straight yourself back on. The maids flusteredly excuse themselves and now you're back with a silent room.

You looks around the room with your dress moving along with you, you look at the castle's garden from your clear glass window with a sigh.

"why is my queen sighing all by herself?"

You head snapped back to look at your king and soul mate, Zhongli. You giggle and take your dress on your hand and run towards him, hugging him tightly.

"Hello my king".

Feeling his hand embrace you back, you sigh in content. Gosh this so relaxing, being away from your husband even for a second is suffocating for you.

"how was the event of the judgement goes? Is the person found guilty or not?"

This morning your husband needs to go early to set some judgement towards some people, Zhongli sigh and rubs his temple.

"it was fine... They are proven guilty... Very unfortunate".

You nod solemnly, feeling bad for them but they have taken too many people's life.. that's something taht cannot be unseen. You rub your hand in circle around Zhongli's broad shoulder and kiss his lips.

"it's okay.. you did great.. it might be sad but at the very least.. they're somewhere where they doesn't need to kill to survive.."

You say, trying to comfort your husband, Zhongli laugh and start peppering your faces with kisses, making sure you're giggling. Well you were giggling until you felt your body being picked up by none other than your beloved husband.

"yes yes dear, now i have some stuff to do later... I Just wanted to spend time with my lovely little wife."

He puts you gently on the bed, you tried to get up but Zhongli went on top of you, trapping you so that you cannot wake up.

"i love you dear but- i just finished dressing".

You stated, Zhongli just laugh and started to pull some of the strings on your dress, he kiss your neck to your covered breast and look back up at your shivering form.

"well.. we have to fix that shall we?"

He smirked, just as he was about to pull one of your layers of clothing away, a knock on the door was heard. Zhongli let's out a groan and move away from you, making room for you to sit up.

"who's there".

His voice echoed through out the room, whoever behind the door did not dare to open the door, disturbing the king while he is spending his time with you is one of the most scary thing but- sadly it's unavoidable. You put your hand on Zhongli's shoulder and smile softly at him.

"come in".

The person heard your command and slowly opened the door, he bow his head and with the presence of the kind, he shake a little bit.

"a-a another kingdom's king is here to see you my king and queen".

Hearing his shaky voice you giggle and give him your thanks, Zhongli nod his head and ordered him to announce that he will be at the dinning table soon, the man bow down again and goes out if the room and closing the door clumsily making you giggle. You're fixing the tie of your dress and look at your hair piece one more time. Feeling that everything is already in place you're checking on Zhongli to see if he's ready. But as you were just about to look back, Zhongli's figure hugs you from behind and snuggle his head on your shoulder.

"Zhongli, is there anything wrong?".

You whisper, Zhongli shake his head no and started kissing your neck. You gasp and try to push his hand away but it was already too late.

"zhongli?! I cannot cover this mark-".

Zhongli just grunt a yes and keeps peppering your neck until you pushes his face away with a pout. Zhongli giggle and kisses you lips.

"don't be mad dear... It's a mark yo prove that you're mine".

He fixes himself up and stare at you, seeing you trying to cover up the mark with your clothes but Zhongli is having none of that. He pulled you and pick you up, you squeal and hugs his neck tightly while glaring at him with a Pout on your face, again Zhongli just giggle, muttering about how cute his queen are.

zhongli finally puts you down in front of door to the dining room, the guards in front of the room quietly smiling at how sweet the king and queen is, feeling proud that their king, their ruler is happy and finding love for himself, rather than being forced to like the other kingdom royals.

the guards opened the door for you both, Zhongli stepped inside, holding your hands softly and smiling at you.

“greetings, my dearest king and queen”.

the king of mondstat, Venti greets cheerfully and sarcastically.

“hello venti!!!”.

you squeal, Zhongli narrows his eyes, looking at the man suspiciously.

“only i can call my queen dearest”.

is all Zhongli state, making you and venti laugh, Zhongli looks at you weirdly and sighs, rubbing his temple. Of course you both are best friends, your humor is very.. unique.

“dont worry dear, i am yours”.

you kiss Zhongli, making Venti make a barfing noise. you giggle and mock Venti back, as a friendly banter happens between the both of you.

"okay, okay jokes aside, what happened?".

You asked Venti, Venti sigh and shake his head.

"nothing really, I'm just bored.. don't know what to do back at my castle". Venti state with a sigh as if it's his biggest problem on the world.

"so i decided to come... But it looks like you to are having fun before i come and crash your party".

Venti state with a flirty tone, pointing at the mark on your neck that Zhongli made. You face erupts in shades of red and hug your husband as you try to hide your face, scolding-whisper to him about it being embarrassing and bla bla bla. But Zhongli didn't care, he stare blankly at Venti and twirl his and yours body to go to the exit door.

"w-wait-! I'm just kidding!!!".

And with that the door slam shut.

Despite Zhongli leaving Venti alone a couple of second later a guard came in and said that his majesty Zhongli has allowed his majesty Venti to have a night at the castle. Laughter was heard from the dining room as Zhongli sigh, what a annoying man..

"Z-zhongli..."

You whine, a small 'hum' was heard from Zhongli, you saw the slight smirk on his face, your face paled.

"your whine are cute my queen, let's show our friend Venti that his presence will not bother our fun".

Is all he say before the torture for the whole evening started. Venti always takes the bedroom closest to your and Zhongli's bedroom because sometimes you and Venti likes to talk with eachother so travelling won't be hard but this night... He regrets it. Moans, whine, whimper, groan- everything you name it is inside his "pure" brain... Welp- 'at least he won't disturb us anymore'

Is what Zhongli thought as your trembling and tired form is breathing hard below him. Zhongli smirk and another play time has started.

#genshin fanfiction #zhongli x you #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin zhongli #zhongli fanfiction #zhongli x reader #zhongli x y/n

[obsessive-ego]

My knight in shining armor

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Just a little something, reader defends beetlejuice

Just something short and sweet

Nsft I GUESS, mentions of lewd activity

"We got a big problem sugar"

It was never a good thing to see beetlejuice nervous, it was rare to see him in such a state, if he was scared about something, you should be terrified, the man could get out of any jam with the snap of his fingers, so for him to be scared, shit was BAD.

You stare back at the ghoul who reappeared in your living room, back sooner then normal from his daily routine of messing with your neighbors.

You finally scrounge up the nerve to respond.

"What?" Your voice sounded more small then you intented, maybe your fear was misplaced, maybe he was messing with you and it was a prank, your thoughts of this being a fake were quickly thrown away when you saw your undead pal's hair begin to shift white.

"Okay, so, you're a smart cookie and good with that technology thing" he begins, refusing to look at you, his eyes fixed to the entrance of your home.

"So, are ghost hunters real? Has breather tech evolved that far?"

You just stare, absolutely bewildered.

"Beetlejuice, what did you do?" You softly ask as you reach for his trembling hand, you didnt like seeing such a confident boastful ghost in such a worrisome state.

His eyes finally meet yours, you could feel your stomach sink.

"Someone in this building cant take a joke babes, and I saw them, someone called these bastards, I saw em wandering the hall" beetlejuice lunges forward grabbing your shoulders, hair completely white.

As much as you wanted to reassure him such things arent real, and that no technology can hurt him, you didnt have a solid answer.

Before you could open your mouth to say anything to calm him down, the sound of a knocking on your neighbor's door beats you to it, the sound alone was enough to make beetlejuice panic and vanish.

You get up from you spot on the couch, and wander to your front door, locking the dead bolt lock, before you venture into your little apartment to locate your demon.

You peer into each closet, in your bathroom, pulling back the curtains to the tub, when you reach you room you see a rather large lump in your bed, you sigh.

"Beetlejuice?"

No response

"Beetlejuice?"

Still nothing

"Lawrence?"

"Y/n I dont think I can beat them"

You frown, and place a hand on the lump he has become.

"No one is asking you to, if you just lay low for a bit, they'll leave"

Beetlejuice peers out from the covers, his hair a mix of white and green. "Ya think?"

"Probably" you shrug

The ghoul crawls out from the blankets, white colour leaving his hair, back to its dull basic green.

"You're right, they cant touch me, if they cant find me" he cackles

You smile, glad to have your confident demon back.

As you go to leave your room to get back to what you were doing before you were interrupted, beetlejuice grabs your arm and pulls you into him onto the bed.

"Since we're already here~ how bout you come and comfort your scawed mr beebleboose baby~" he purrs, the ghoul had you pinning him down to the mattress, as embarrassing as this was, it was a sign he was back to his old awful self, you decide to humor him, leaning forward and kissing his nose, the ghoul turns bright pink, unprepared and shocked at your bold move.

"Come on beej-"

"Cum on what? Just name it sweet stuff"

You snort out a laugh as you sit up straddling the ghoul, his soft pink hair shifting to more of an electric pink.

"Feeling better?" You ask softly

"With you on my lap doll? You know better then to ask questions you know the answer to~" his hands grasping your hips.

"Good cuz you honestly had me worried-"

Knock knock

You jump at the sound, while beetlejuice groans at the interruption.

Looking back at the demon with the silent request for him to release you, he begrudgingly does so. As you slide off his lap you lets out a soft whine.

You wander over to the front door, confused as to who would be bugging you, normally people call first if they were to visit. You look through the peep whole, to reveal two men, you've never sceen before, both were wearing jumpers with weird looking gadgets attached to them, one was holding a device that was clearing beeping.

You pull back for a second lost in thought, and are quickly pull back with another knock at the door.

Your stomach twisted and turned unsure what to do, you hated confrontation and here was one hell of one right in front of you. As if on cue you feel a harsh pinch on your rear, you let of a rather loud scream, so much for pretending not to be home.

"Such a sweet voice~ how bout we get back to comforting your scawed wittle ghost baby~" beetlejuice coos

"Bee, now is not a great time..." you utter

"Not in the mood anymore? I'll check again in a few minutes~" he nuzzles into your neck

"Beej I need you to hide or something" you push the demon off, he stares at you for a second before taking the hint and vanishing.

You swallow hard and hook up your chain lock before opening the door a bit.

"Can I help you?" You sounded so small, you hated it.

"We hate to disturb you, but your flat has the highest ratings of paranormal activity in the entire building, and we were hired to investigate and terminate a very powerful and dangerous ghost, have you experienced anything weird as of late?"

Man these guys dont mess around.

"Do you mind letting us in-"

"I mind"

"Ma'am please, it is for your own safety and the safety of your neighbors, we have many reports of a vengeful dangerous spirit, and our equipment says it is in your flat"

You scowl

"There are no such thing as ghosts, I have lived here 2 years and have NEVER seen ANYTHING weird, you may not come in, fuck off and get a real job you wanna be ghostbuster losers" you snarl before slamming the door. How sigh, and slide down the door, as an anti social person that was lent exactly easy, you lean against the door for a second before regaining your composure and standing back in your feet. As you raise back up to your feet beetlejuice reappears infront of you, wide eyed and pink.

"Bee?"

The ghoul takles you into a bear hug, slamming you against the door, nuzzling his scratchy beard into your neck, you yhelp out at the unexpected event.

"Beetlejuice-"

"Oh y/n you're my knight in shining armor" he coos in his delightful gravely tone that makes your knees weak.

"Bee-" you start

"Oh babes, take me right here~" he pulls away from your neck as he wiggles his eyebrows and bites his lower lip.

You snort out a laugh before lightly giving him a shove.

"What was it you always said? I'm your breather, and you're my ghost? I cant let anyone take away my ghost, who else is gonna haunt me?" You chuckle, clearly embarrassed by your own words.

Beetlejuice's eyes light up at your cheesey dialog, he knew with you that he was wanted but hearing it straight from you lips was like gold, the ghoul quickly scoops you up as you squeak with surprise, before carrying you off to the bedroom.

"Bee-" you start

"Dont worry doll, let old mr beebleboose take care of his hero, you deserve it~" he purrs.

Bonus

Beetlejuice brags for weeks to everyone and anyone about how you saved his undead life, and how hot that was. He over exaggerates and embellishes the story to an embarrassing degree, and of course when lydia wasnt around, hed tack on an ending of how he repayed the favour.

"I should have let them take you away" you'd groan, obviously not meaning it

"BUT YOU DIDN'T" the demon would respond with too much enthusiasm.

#beetlejuice x reader #muscial beetlejuice x reader #rambling

[grayfilmsandstuff]

Hey there friendo! Could I get a funky madcom matchup? I'm fine with whoever (๑¯∇¯๑) This is also gonna be hella disjointed, so I apologize in advance (╥w╥)

I'm 4'11 with super dark brown eyes and hair and a baby face; most people always think  I'm much younger than I actually am (I'm 20, but just look like a forever teen I guess) I've got dreadlocks that go a little past mid back, freckles, beauty marks and light patches all over my body (not sure if its vitiligo or not), and I wear prescription sports goggles instead of normal glasses since the straps make me less likely to lose them, and Im accidentally rough on stuff sometimes

Agender, aroace with leaning for gender neutral and neopronouns, but i dont really care much in the end ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I've got a metric shit-ton of mental illness, so my mental state is Wack™, tho I'll point out my ADHD and Autism since those are my most prominent. Paradoxical is the best word to describe me cuz I can range from feral gremlin memelord to so-quiet-you-forget-Im-there (I accidentally scare people alot cuz of this). Relatively apathetic emotionally, and I can sometimes struggle with social cues, I'm also very childish, hyperactive and immature, and can be blunt and straight forward with my words. I have a trash sense of humor (I'll basically laugh at anything), tho I do enjoy dark, self-deprecating, and/or inappropriate jokes the most. Since most people see me as "ignorant baby", I like fucking with them by just saying the weirdest shit or casually cursing because I can. Honestly, the amount of memes, shitposts, and copypastas that I've memorized just for the sake of a joke, is amazing.

I'm academically smart to a degree, with a leaning towards the sciences, maths, and engineering. Mostly a big psychology and astronomy nerd and really big into art. I've gotta bunch of sketchbooks and folders full of drawings, (mostly character designs), from over the years and too many damn color pencils (that I will continue to add on too, because fuck yeah colors). I'm really into transformers, comics, anime, video games, and true crime. I like to lift weights and have questionable eating habits (forgetting to eat is a problem of mine so I always have snacks on me, and I tend to eat things I really shouldnt; Ex. Chalk) and basically eat like a famine survivor when it comes to food. I practically inhale my food and I tend to get aggressive if someone tries to interact with me while I'm eating or cooking. All and all tho, I'm mostly here to vibe and just live in the moment.

I have a lot of cat-like habits and tend to headbutt, rub up against, and bite and/or lick people who I like; walk on my toes alot; and prefer small spaces over wide open ones. I'm also really flexible, so it's not odd to causally find me weird ass positions. Gets the nyoomies randomly and struggles with volume control (not helped by me being slightly hard at hearing), so I'll usually pace around while talking and making random noises (echolocalia basically, and I'll mostly beep, meow, trill, make Kirby noises "poyo!", etc.,), and also hand flappy! I also like to sing to myself and have a really great range (mostly on the higher end of the spectrum), as well as decent voice acting capabilities! I mirror things alot, so if I interact with someone long enough, I'll subconsciously start mimicking them and their habits (mostly verbal quirks and accents, but physical quirks too sometimes). Very much prefer hot and humid weather and get real tried/hibernate when it gets colder. For that reason, I've got a huge nest of soft blankets, pillows, and stuffed animals.

i.. . .this was so long.. . .. i love you thank you for sending in a request but note for people in the future please don't make your requests this long it makes it rough on me

this is a good example of the longest request i'll take and this is a good example of the shortest use this to your advantage

i match you wiiiiiith...

Hank!

- Hank isn't sure where you came from but he returned to the bunker with you one day and after the shock factor was over, everyone accepted it and welcomed you in

- they really like your goggles, sometimes they'll point to their own and then point to you, saying that you were matching :}

- he's got a wack mental state too, so he understands a lot of what you're going through and helps you with social cues from the other three, and just is there in general to help out

- you also help them if they feel like they need to lean onto you for comfort or help

- he actually thinks your bluntness is helpful because he's the kind of person is mostly oblivious and doesn't understand what you're saying unless you say it directly and say exactly what you mean

- they love making you laugh at the silliest things. if makes them really happy knowing that they can make you smile or laugh no matter what the circumstances are

- a lot of the time when you say a meme or a copypasta in front of him he won't understand and will ask you what it means

- "one bad gloop and she do what i yoinky two big splurgs and a big gloopy three more yoinks, then i buy me a smoothie poured up a gloop, that's a gloop and a splurgy"

- "...i'm sorry what"

- they really look up to how smart you are and it fascinates them when you'll just ramble about a topic because they know that means you're really interested in it

- you love drawing and a lot of the time you give your assorted doodles to Hank. he loves and cherishes them because what the heck how are you so talented??

- they get onto you for eating things you shouldn't. they want you be happy and healthy, not just the former

- he also enjoys watching you cook whenever you do! he tries his best to help but the big guy has no idea how you do it

- they LOVE your cat-like habits. they love cats. period. any time you'll meow or rub up against them they just melt entirely

- the first time you picked up on something he said and started mimicking it, his initial reaction was :O but it grew more into a :D

thanks for the request! i tried to keep it short with all that you provided me, have a good day my friend

#mc but the good kind #my writing #from the minds of others #text post #x reader #x reader matchup #hank x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #madcom #madness combat #hank j. wimbleton #mc hank #madcom hank #madness hank #madness combat hank #anon

[poptod]

The Breeding Kings, pt. 8, (Ahkmenrah x Reader)

Description: Search and creation. In a desperate bid to protect his identity, he convinces you you're not safe in the cities of Egypt, thus assuring you further that your place in life is far away from Egypt––where he was trying to keep you in the first place.

Notes: okay i try to stay as true as i can when it comes to the egyptian language and how hieroglyphs are pronounced but theres so little information on the indus valley. we still dont know how to decode their language but we know the closest language is a form of a modern indian dialect so thats what ive been using hope thats alright WC: 6k

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Pounding like a hammer on his cranium brought him back to the land of the living in a dizzy, sickeningly fast whirl. He returned to his body and at once felt the aching of his joints, his throat bereft of water, and the headache reaching from his temple to the base of his spine.

As he blearily opened his eyes, the dryness of them making it rather hard, the pounding of warhammers on his ears continued in clearer and clearer beats. It was then, his hand already covering his eyes from the sun, that he recognized the inside of a bell swinging above him, the massive metal gong sending vibrations throughout his whole body.

"Oh dear Gods," he moaned, the awful sound thrumming everywhere he could feel.

Hazy memories of the night before returned slowly to him, injured only by the continued swaying of the bell above him. After finally filling your stomachs, you drowned yourselves in beer, going from storeroom to storeroom to take whatever they would be willing to give.

"Yogi?" He said in a rough voice.

You let out a long, low whine.

"No talking," you mumbled.

"Oh, you can't stand my talking but you're fine with the bell?"

"Aganu, I can not stand anything right now," you said in the most helpless, exasperated voice that Ahk couldn't help but laugh, even with his head hanging off the edge of the belltower.

His laugh faded away the longer blood was allowed to rush to his head, till he had enough of the pressure and turned onto his stomach. In the very least the bell was not rocking as much as it previously was, swaying instead of swinging back and forth. Below, however, the people had gathered at the foot of white limestone steps that gleamed in the morning sun, their eyes directed to a speaker standing upon those stairs.

Ahkmen squinted, attempting to make out the person's identity.

"-and the decree of the Pharaoh is thusly," they said, their voice faded from the height Ahk sat at.

The moment the words were spoken, Ahk's eyes bulged, his expression dropping from casual humor to dead horror.

"My soldiers have seen my son leave me," they said as they read from the papyrus in their hands.

A hand on his shoulder made him jump, but he relaxed when he saw you, if only for a moment before he was once more petrified by the fear of you discovering him.

"He has gone towards the mouth of Hapi. See my son––the Prince Ahkmen––is not with you. See my son, if he is with you, to me."

"Ahkmen?" You said with a small frown. "Who is Ahkmen?"

"Just some stuck-up Prince," Ahk said quickly.

"Ah, so like you," you said, grinning as you nudged him with your elbow.

"That is... so rude," he said as he only half paid attention, his eyes focused on the crowd below. In a straight voice he continued his teasing with, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to abandon you now."

"You will not make that, you are too full of old beer. You need my potion," you said.

"Maybe so," he grumbled, all too aware of his headache. He looked down, attempting to gauge the tower for an escape. "How.. the hell did we get up here? We must be fifty spans in the air."

"Have you rope?"

"No, I –"

You raise your hand, revealing the rope in it.

"It is on the side, where you forgot it," you chuckled, handing him the long rope. He glared playfully as he took it.

The descent down the perfectly polished walls was, needless to say, interesting, and made less difficult by the removal of your sandals. Ahkmen went first, followed by you, and he immediately took off the moment you landed on the ground. He looked over his shoulder as he turned the corner, spotting one last flash of the scribe calling the name of the missing Prince.

Murmurs of conversations that surrounded him spoke of the same thing––a lost prince, oh how strange!––behind the veils of widows and children who heard the words of the Pharaoh. The ache in his neck worsened as he turned rapidly back and forth, constantly scanning his environment for any surprised faces. Your own, shorter legs barely kept up with his pace, sometimes barely landing back on the ground before you were pulled continuously by Ahk's grasp on your hand.

The edge of the city must've been 5 iteru away––longer than either of them could run in their state. Realizing this, Ahkmen pulled off into alleyways as he had the day before, and hid within the tall, vacant walls.

He panted heavily as the two of you slowed, skidding on the sandy ground before you both fell down in exhaustion. Your chest heaved like his, eyes concentrated on a purely blue sky, as his remained centered on the single exit from the dead end; the only direction you could be approached from.

"Who do we run from?" You finally asked, irritation lacing the knot in your brow.

"Soldiers," he answered instinctively. You had a fear of them––it might subdue your curiosity. "And the town officials. We're a little young to be on our own and I don't want them to falsely accuse us of anything, or put us in any situation where we have to talk to them."

"Uh..." you scanned his composure thoroughly, "okay. I see your fear, but we must think, not run."

"You're right," he said, just barely rising to his feet enough to stumble over to you, kneeling at your side. "You're right. We need to get out of here, but not like this."

"I have one – one potion, of all my potions, in my bag," you said as you looked around, trying to find the packs you'd entered the city with. "The one for the, the – the getting drunk sick, thing in the morning."

"Hangover," he said.

"Etuvaka. Where is my bag?"

"Your what––oh, shit," he went quiet with his last words, grimacing as the blistered memories of last night returned to him in one-scene flashes.

"What?" You whipped round to look at him, a dead panic in your eyes. When he didn't answer, you scooted closer and cried, "what??!"

"We found a loose brick in the street," he said, closing his eyes and leaning back with deep regret in the breath he drew, "and to hide our stuff while we went drinking... we put our bags underneath it."

"Oh shit."

"Verily," he breathed out with a nod.

Several minutes of astonished silence passed before he croaked out, "I had most of our wares in there."

"And my potions," you said, similarly collapsed as he was. "Do you know any else?"

"No, I'm surprised I can remember that we hid our bags at all," he said, running a hand through his unkempt hair.

"And my cat!" You cried.

"Your cat came with us?"

"Yes!! All from Memphis!"

"No, I mean, she came into the city? When did she leave? Or do you even remember?" He said, assaulting you with an onslaught of questions.

"Young, by the wall for the city," you said in almost a whine, leaning against the alley wall.

"Maybe she can help us," Ahk suggested, shifting to sit up straighter with the idea in his head.

"She can not speak Egyptian, dumb head!" You scolded.

"But she doesn't have any eyes," Ahk said, and you opened your mouth to explain that isn't exactly pertinent when he continued with, "so her nose might be much stronger. I hear that when you lose one of your senses, the others grow stronger."

You seemed, at best, dubious of his claims, but spoke after a moment of contemplative silence.

"Okay. But we must to find her, then the bags," you said slowly.

"Absolutely, of course," he said with a nod. "Does she answer to her name?"

You looked to him with a flat expression.

"Does any cat?" You asked.

"Fair point."

"We must have a - a.. a pot, and I will make her food. I need.. fish," you began to count the ingredients on your fingers, "fish head, oil, skin of the goose, and milk."

"That sounds disgusting," Ahk admitted honestly.

"It is. And it is good we will not eaten it."

The most difficult part of your plan ended up being the very first step––finding a place in which to mix all these horrid smelling ingredients. Neither of you owned anything in the city, and staying out of the public eye led Ahk to sacrifice several different ideas, landing you with a final resort.

It was already midday by the time you stood outside one of the city's temple's baking kitchens, the heat of the sun blocked by tarps of orange and yellow swinging from rooftop to rooftop. Already the scent of searing meat and baking pastries filled the air, wandering through little chains of markets all throughout the city, and leading you to one of the biggest kitchens you'd seen. They would not remark upon the absence of one pot, would they?

"There's a way in, back there," Ahk whispered to you, the both of you peering over empty crates. "It's just a tent so we can flip it and get inside."

"And who will we get?"

"Whichever one is closest, I presume," he said, offering no more advice before he ducked out of the hiding spot, heading discreetly across the street.

You followed in a stumble, taken surprise by his sudden movements. When you caught up with him, you knelt to hide behind the same abandoned cart, once more checking the positions of cooks and cleaners occupying the bakery. Most people were sitting at the side of a tall fountain, enjoying the midday break for food.

He left, this time signalling for you to follow him. Without pause you did, crouching down to sneak beneath the tent flaps and into the kitchen, where you were faced with a cauldron half your height. Before either of you could exchange words, you were both grasping the handles, hauling it off the small fire and out towards the space behind the tent. Another makeshift alleyway.

"Do we have to heat it?" Ahk asked, peering into the heavy bowl.

"No, it is not a good for the nose. Borrow the fish, in there." You pointed to the tent. "I will get milk."

The wretched scent stewing below you bathed your face in its' fumes, but remained nothing more than a hint of your actions to anyone further from the pot. Ahkmen had been holding his nose manually the entire time, his voice nasally, which didn't help when you laughed and drew in breaths that tasted of fish milk.

"We're going to have to pour this in the street, aren't we," Ahk said, one hand pinching his nose and the other on his hip.

"Yes, and we can not... soldiers, can not see us," you said, glancing between him and the pot.

"Right. Drop and dip."

"... okay."

Oil was eventually hard enough to find that you forwent the ingredient, leaving you with milk, goose skin, and fish head mixed up till it all softened. The look of it alone made Ahk queasy, and if he ever attempted to breathe too deeply, he lurched with sickness, clutching his stomach. You just laughed.

"Not good, is it?" You said with a toothy grin.

"How many times have you made this shit?" He asked, his face pale as he leaned against the nearest solid wall.

"I make it... not much, and it is smaller many times, so... I am.. dear God, this smells," you grumbled.

"Just get this over with."

The two of you lugged the heavy cauldron out of the alley, shuffling past the temple to dump the product of your work. Your head pounded as you strained, dry and hungry, till you managed to toss the pot out into the crowded streets.

The reaction was instant. Questions and groans rippled through the people who split as the white mixture flooded down the road. More shouts and exclamations followed when the scent truly set in, wafting from the milk already baking in the hot sun. Ahk turned to you to find you laughing, stumbling back as you hid your grinning mouth.

"What's so funny?" He asked, but he was already chuckling with you.

"You rich people," you said as you pointed to a couple fleeing hand in hand, their silken white robes lined with rotten milk. "It is funny to see you run, and scream."

"Alright, you've gotten your kicks. Where's your cat?"

"Quiet. She comes soon."

From the many different streets coalescing into the center outside the temple, cats came, some hairless like yours and others furry and large. They gathered at the spill, sniffing curiously at the strange mixture before ultimately licking away at it.

"You know, I didn't actually expect them to like it," Ahk said above you, both of you peering out from behind the kitchen tent.

"You do not trust me?"

"It's not that," he said with a frown that disappeared at your chuckling. "I just.. it's astounding anything can stand that close to it."

"We did."

"Shut up, Yogi."

It took a little while, but by the time soldiers discovered the debacle, you and Ahk were chasing Sephys down another, smaller street. Her missing eyes were of no consequence as she darted between boxes and legs, jumping over a small mouse who cowered near the wall. Ahkmen's heart was already racing from the proximity to royal guards, doubled by his chasing feet, following after you following a blind cat.

Sephys' luck ended as she ran into a man's legs, bonking her head and fluttering back with an unsteady tail. You knelt, swooping her up to coo and pet her head, cradling her like a baby in your arms.

"Uh, sorry," Ahk apologized quickly to the man Sephys had run into. He glared but said nothing, continuing to lug crates of vegetables out of a nearby doorway.

Ahkmen jogged back over to you, looking over your shoulder at the cat.

"Do you think she'll be able to find it?" He asked.

"What?" You looked up at him, flinching away when you found how close he was to you.

"Our bags."

"Oh! Yes, yes. Sephys," you held her at eye level, her gangly limbs stuck straight down, "we must to find my potions. My bag."

She looked blankly to the side of your face. Her nose twitched.

"Good," you said before dropping her.

She trotted off with hunched shoulders, her thin body jumbling her steps. You ran after her, motioning Ahk along when he didn't immediately follow you. He sighed but obeyed, winding back through the streets to the spill, where Ahk attempted his best at hiding his face as he ran by. Fortunately you were only there for a split second before you running off down another street, following the light-footed Sephys.

When she stopped, she pawed at the ground, sniffing the dust that had blown over. You slowed to a halt, kneeling down beside her.

"Atu inke irukirata, Sephys?" You asked as you caught your breath.

"Did we find it?"

"I think, yes," you said, gently pushing Sephys aside and digging your short nails into the loose brick of the street. Ahk knelt at your side and aided you in moving the rock.

Soon, the brick was raised enough for you to pull it out the rest of the way, revealing a pocket within the earth containing leather and fabrics reminiscent of both yours and Ahk's packs. Both of you exclaimed, looking to one another with big grins that devolved into laughter.

"We did it!" He said, pulling the bags out of the tiny hole. He handed you yours.

"We are smart, we know," you said with a sly wink, tapping your temple. "And cat knows."

"Right," he chuckled as he moved to his feet. "Shall we?"

"What we?"

"Uh... never-mind. We should go soon. The guards are nearby."

"I know."

Sephys was the first to jump into the stranded boat, followed by you and then your collective bags. Ahkmen stayed on solid ground to push the canoe back into the water, jumping in as it floated away, and grabbing the oar to resume your travels.

Without the canals of streets that trapped sunlight in alleys and beneath tarps, the cool wind could distract you from the burning sun. Your fingertips returned to grace the water in shallow strokes, breathing slower, and basking in the stillness that could not exist within cities. While you relaxed in the boat's bottom, Ahk remained on his feet and rowed you onwards.

"We have bread, magic, and good friends," you said, a long sigh leaving you as your head tilted back. "We are cakes."

"We're what?"

"You know. He is the... the head, of Egypt," you said.

"Ohh, you mean Kings."

"Etuvaka." Your head fell back down onto the floor of the canoe.

You set off in the afternoon, leaving you little time to travel before the nighttime would set you away. Much deserved sleep was collapsed into, your blankets splayed across the nearest flat, dry surface. The boat was just barely pulled onto the shore, but the thought never crossed his mind as his eyes fluttered open to see you facing him. Already you were dozing, anywhere from a second to a minute from deep sleep.

"Yogasundari?" He asked softly.

"Mm," you breathed out.

"I don't think we should stop at any more Egyptian cities," he said, his voice cracking.

You shifted slowly to your side before you spoke, just barely opening your eyes.

"Why?"

"It was a close call with those soldiers," he said, scanning you for any hint of emotion beyond tired. "I don't want to lose you so soon."

"We have made okay with more.. scary people, and.. more danger. Soldiers are little to me," you mumbled, eyes fluttering shut as you finished.

No, you're little to soldiers, he thought, but said nothing, and relaxed back into the blankets.

"I hope you're right," he said.

Breakfast consisted of bread and what little you could find along this stretch of the Nile. Ahk managed to spear a fish with a sharp stick, but neither of you could manage to eat much after yesterday's snafu. The fish ended up being eaten mostly by Sephys, who purred happily at your discomfort, playing with the bones of her prey. You and Ahk watched in mild disdain.

By midday you were back to burning in the sun, lamenting the lack of shade present in the middle of a kilometer wide river. Despite your discomfort, you continued to wear your longer robes, insisting they helped in keeping the sun off. Ahkmen took a different approach and removed most of his clothes, to your humored surprise.

"Any time you can take off it, you do," you said, laughing as you threw your head back behind loose shoulders. "Bad little boy."

He had to slap a hand over his mouth to stop himself from yelling––well, that or laughing. He couldn't quite tell what was bubbling in his stomach but it seared your name onto his heart. You could make him curl up and die in a single sentence, something Ahk was used to being, not receiving.

The signs of civilization appeared much earlier than they had when arriving in Heliopolis, beginning with trading and passenger ships passing the two of you by. Ahk always looked away. His uneven breathing gave way to anticipation, waiting for the appearance of the city, where his attention would constantly be heightened to perceive every person around him.

It was a cold return to royalty––the state of constant awareness, keeping your posture straight, your gaze steely, your brow firm but not stern. After days spent with you, it was already an alien stature to his body.

He squinted through the bright sun to the distant walls, remarking upon little else besides the pure white of the stone. Tanis was an unremarkable place known only for being a city at the mouth of the Nile river. That made it a trading port, but few people actually lived in Tanis, and much of the population was made up of travellers and traders who never stayed more than a week, or three months at most.

"There it is," he said, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the sun's glare.

"The next city?" You asked as you moved to your feet.

Wind pushed you about as you moved, nearly rocking you over on the gentle boat. Ahkmen was forced to grasp the oar with both hands, steering you through the choppy, foaming waves.

"Tanis," he said. Technically a safer city to be than Heliopolis, but still ruled prominently by the generals of Egypt. "It's a, um.. a military town. Lots of soldiers and such."

He bit his tongue as though it served as a punishment for his little lies. It was for your benefit, right?

"Oh," you said, drawing your knees to your chest. "Are they mad to me?"

"Not... particularly," he said, hesitating after noting your shrunken posture. "Foreigners aren't treated too badly here, since there's a lot of merchants. It's just... you were taken by the Pharaoh's men. What if they're looking for you? I mean, I don't know that they are, but I'm just worried. Do you understand that?"

"You are so scared of me being hurt –"

"For the night," he interrupted you. "Stay outside the city for tonight. Tomorrow we'll need to get camels... start off into the east. You can come then."

You frowned but curled back into yourself.

"Okay," you said.

Early evening settled itself in the skies around you when you reached the city, stopping off on the opposite side of the shore to ensure your 'safety'. Ahkmen's muscles strained, already aching from the multiple efforts to pull the canoe safely onto shore. This time he only pulled it halfway up, leaving it to help you set up a tent for the evening, hidden in a grove of date trees and vines.

"I won't be gone for long. I promise. I'll bring back some actually good food, um... beer, of course," you grinned at that, and he couldn't stop his own smile, "maybe a tarp."

"A tarp?"

"For shade, when we stop for breaks. I think it'll be good if we're going to be travelling by land, we'll be wanting to stop quite often, I think."

"Okay," you said with a nod. "I will see to find maybe things for my potions."

"Perfect. Do you have a sword? Or, a dagger?"

"Yes," you chuckled.

"Alright. I'll see you soon."

Time passed achingly slow without Ahk, sharing the company of no one but your cat. That had been your life for a time, but things were different now, and you had gotten accustomed to his company.

Sephys followed you as you roamed about the trees and bushes, looking for any plant of specific necessity. The ingredients of your potions ranged anywhere from common fruit to materials so rare many didn't believe in their existence.

What Ahk had yet to find out were the uses of your potions––not so much practical as they were fantastical. The hangover cure was the most useful, but given the right ingredients and the right amount of time, you could also fashion mixtures that allowed you to hear the Gods' and Goddesses' words, or to see the stars and know your direction even in daylight. Considering the sun was still a thing, the latter wasn't one you made often.

Flowers played an integral part in a few of your brews, though the role was usually outshone by other, more exotic ingredients. Roses could be used to enhance your lusting potion, as well as the Commander spell and the To Shadows mix. Blue lotus lillies that grew within the Nile had a magic all their own.

You settled down on the riverbank, pausing in a space between overgrown bushes that led straight to the shore. Mud and sand crawled up from the softly rippling waves, carrying rocks and tiny fish that Sephys batted at, blindly attempting to use her dull claws.

"Stop that," you said, hitting her gently on the head after she splashed you.

Lily pads, their roots and stems towering off the river's floor, slowed the already feeble current passing by your side of the shore. There were few flowers among them, and the moss that surrounded them were a more vibrant green than the pads, but you still traced your fingers over the tops as though you would walk across them. Someday, perhaps; out of all the incredulous things you had encountered in your time, giant lily pads didn't seemed quite a normal thing in comparison.

Reaching for one of the purple flowers, you began to pull, attempting to uproot the vine that grounded it. In the end you twisted the stem till it thinned and broke, allowing you to free the lotus. You spun it round on your fingers, entranced in the symmetry of the petals, till you tucked it aside and reached for another flower.

Altogether you spotted four blue lotus flowers, each boasting vibrant purple and pollen as yellow as the sun. The true properties of the blue lotus were subject to your active imagination, as they appeared to boost one's connection to the divine, as well as intensifying both romantic and lust-filled thoughts that hid in the corners of the drinker's mind. Commonly it was brewed into tea used for Egyptian ceremonies––you made syrup out of it, or boiled it into potions that altogether cancelled out the sugarpea-like taste of blue lotus.

You decided to leave two of the flowers as they were, and left with two of your own. Sephys followed you as you stood from the shore, returning inland into the groves of trees, to where Ahk had originally left you and your bags. There you knelt in the dirt again, setting one flower aside and crushing up the other with a mortar and pestle. Occasionally you dripped a few strands of honey from your glass bottle into the mixture, allowing the petals and the pollen to mix easier, into yellow-ish paste that would last as long as you boiled it and kept it bottled up. With that, you set up the fire, allowing it to bubble before you slowly poured the mixture into an empty bottle, and corking it up once you were satisfied.

"Wonderful. Now I'll never use it," you said to yourself, cheerfully, and in your own native language.

Sephys sniffed the mortar in which you had ground up the flower, licking when she realized there were traces of honey inside. You didn't bother to stop her––if she wanted to get sick, she could, and if she wanted to get high, she could do that as well.

The other flower you set out to dry in the spotted sun shining through palm leaves, and left it alone to return to the river. It was there you remained until evening, watching ships stop and leave on the opposite shore, stopping by the city Ahk found himself lost in. Worry did occur to you, though you had little time to dwell on it before a small canoe was making its' way back across the river.

By then the sun had lowered to a point in the crystal-clear sky that rays of gold and red reflected off the water's surface, bouncing back in shimmering waves. The rowing of an oar within water marked Ahk's return, and you waited patiently at the edge of the river, watching as he made his way back with a grin that lit up the moment he saw you.

He splashed as he jumped out of the boat, hauling it onto shore before wrapping you up in a tight––and very wet––hug.

"Look at you!" He said as he pulled away, his hands on your shoulders and his eyes on yours. "You're still alive!"

"You are mean, Aganu," you said, grinning as you stared up at him with that same starstruck look.

"You're right up there with my mother on that belief. I've gotten what we need, but I also brought something for you," he said, motioning you over to the beached canoe.

You followed him, looking over his shoulder as he rifled through the bags and protective fabrics tossed into the raft's bottom. First he pulled out a clay jug, which he set down gently beside him, before returning to pull out a large, orange tarp.

"Garish, but... only color they had," he said, handing it to you. You took it with mild confusion.

After several cases of food, he drew a lute, handing it to you with great care to notice your reaction. Your mouth fell open part way, eyes widening as you twirled it around in your hands.

"This is... money," you said slowly, your brow furrowing as you traced the thin strings.

"It did cost a little, but I'm sure we'll get plenty of use out of it," he assured you.

"You can.." you motioned strumming it, but were reluctant to touch the strings, "do the, uh... music?"

"No," he said, his face falling into a slight grimace. "No, not really. I mean, I can make it make sound, but whether or not those sounds are good are, well, um.. up to the listener. I was thinking you could play it. It seems like something..." he sucked in a breath, "... you'd like."

"You will do the words," you said, suddenly energized as you took his hand, dragging you over to the little fire you'd made hours ago. "I do the music."

"You want me to sing?" He asked with a soft chuckle.

"Yes!" You nodded ardently.

You pulled him with you as you sat down, your legs stretched out across the blanket you'd set out earlier. He followed, crossing his own legs as he watched you fiddle with the position of the instrument, accustoming your arms to the feel of its' weight.

When you at last plucked a string, a single, high note hummed throughout the grove of trees, silencing the bugs and birds that inhabited the riverside. You looked up, glancing around at the sudden quiet. Your eyes fell to Ahk, who nodded with a smile, gently encouraging you.

A finger on the fret board and the tone changed, growing higher in a pentatonic that appeared to clash without the other notes making up the hymnal. So you slid up further, creating a minor tune that still thrummed in the lute's echo chamber. You breathed in shakily, hoping to calm yourself before you continued.

Ahkmen, sensing your nervousness, decided to stand and gather fallen twigs and branches for the fire to lessen the stress of an audience. His absence allowed your shoulders to release from their tightened state. With that, you stroked all three strings in a swoop of your thumb, discordant but not unpleasant in its' reverb. Different positions on the wooden board brought about different notes, sliding up and down in crescendos that sounded not unlike the instruments of elders played by the side of the road. A single string worked better for you--at least for now--than attempting to use all three, especially at the same time.

A string twanged when you accidentally pulled the string to the side, and you flinched, looking up to Ahk with a worried look. He didn't seem to mind, so you continued.

He began to hum as he returned to your side, tossing in the smaller twigs to restart the embers of the fire. You tried to ignore him until you realized he was singing in harmony, no words in the tune, but twisting around your lute like vines overgrown with roses.

A burst of fire sprouted from the stone circle, reaching up higher than you stood on your feet. Ahkmen jumped back with a yelp, covering his face automatically with his hands, though he landed back with no more injury than a bruise on his bottom. Your mouth fell open and you dropped the lute, rushing over to his side.

"You are good?" You asked in a frantic voice, your shaking hands hovering above him.

He clasped his head, groaning as he sat up.

"I'm alright," he assured you, patting your knelt thigh. He started to chuckle, "I'm just sort of stupid."

"No, no," you said, but could offer little comfort besides that.

That alone made him snort, his head falling back down to the ground as he laughed. You giggled with him, your shoulders shaking as you covered your mouth, hiding your smile from view.

As you both calmed, he asked something that had been on his mind for a good while.

"Why do you cover your smile whenever you laugh?" He asked in a soft voice, one that demanded no answer.

You paused, your lips parting as your posture straightened.

"I... I do not know," you said, looking away. "It is.. something to... I do not want soldiers to see me smile. They think I am.. 'up to something'."

"Why would they think that?" He asked with a frown.

"I think it is my home, my clothes," you said.

"Where you're from," he mumbled, sighing as he shut his eyes. "I've never liked those damn soldiers. The only people who want to be my father's soldiers are the ones who will abuse the power, and those who abuse power are not good people."

"What do you say?" You asked, furrowing your brow.

"You've probably already realized this, but there's quite a lot of nationalism in Egypt. A lot of my people don't like foreigners," he explained. "It's a crude and primitive frame of thought. I'm sorry."

"It is not for you, to say sorry for," you said, meeting his eye as he turned to you, still lying flat on his back.

"I know," he grunted as he sat up. 

But I am the Prince. Can I claim that? 

"Here, though, there is nothing but us," he said.

He scooted closer to you, resting his palms on your knees.

"You don't need to do that anymore," he said. "I want to see you smile."

"I do not -"

His fingers crawled like spiders up your shirt, teasing your sensitive stomach with light brushes that brought you far too easily into cackling. You fell back, your hands subconsciously coming up to cover your mouth, much to his disappointment and amusement. He reached up, pinning your hands above you with one arm while the other continued to tickle up from your waist and onto your chest as you laughed helplessly.

You continued to writhe in his grasp, your smile wide and blushing as he sat on your hips, pinning you further to the ground. Your legs kicked against the floor, sometimes budging against Ahk's back. Ahk continued to grin at your laughing stupor.

"Stop! Stop!" You cried through the laughter, attempting to wriggle out of the hands pinning you down.

Tears blurred into the edges of your eyes and he finally ceased, leaning back with cheeks aching from his smile.

"And I'll do it again if you don't stop covering yourself up like that," he said, ever so slightly leaning in closer, till he hung over you like the sky.

Nothing but silence from you––the words couldn't form in your head or on your tongue, so you simply nodded, eyes flickering across his features. He fell into a similar silence, scanning your near vacant expression. Close enough to feel your breath.

Your gaze drifted upwards. A halo of stars glowing around him. Above you, pinning you down, as he had weeks or months ago––sneaking you across a river turned into sneaking you down a river, painted stars became the heavens, speaking of your laughter rather than the Gods and their stories. But your eyes remained the same, staring into one another, puzzled by your hesitance to part.

"We must sleep," you said softly, making no move to get up.

"Yeah," he said, and he appeared to be just as reluctant to move.

The fire crackled beside you, now burning through larger branches and leaves that emitted smoke high into the starlit sky. Dancing flames illuminated the dips and rises of his face, the long eyelashes surrounding cold, grey irises, and the curls of his growing hair nearly overtaking his eyes.

You dared not breathe.

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[negandarylsatisfaction]

[SUMMARY: Freya and Freddy are a married couple who are new to the sanctuary. Negan cant help himself as he becomes obsessed with wanting Freya to be his and makes her become his wife.]

[Obviously not a healthy relationship but it was a requested fan fic, enjoy.]

Negan and Freya.

Today was the day you would meet Negan. A man named Simon found your husband, Freddy and yourself with a few others. You were told you would all be used to help run the sanctuary in return for shelter and food. Not having anywhere else to stay, your husband thought this would be the perfect place. The two of you stood hand in hand as a man entered the room that you figured to be Negan. He held a barbed wired bat as he made his way in. Introducing himself in a very arrogant manner, it wasnt hard to tell why he ran things here. He began expressing what he expected from all of you, his eyes roaming through the seven people before him until he saw you. The sight of you instantly making him stumble over his own words.

"Well excuse me." He slowly made his way towards you, the look in his eye making you nervous. What was going through his mind? Freddy tightened his grip on your hand as Negan was face to face with you.

"I dont think I caught your pretty little name."

"Freya." You responded confidently, his eyes devoured you, it was obvious he liked what he was looking at. Indeed he did, until he noticed you held hands with the man beside you.

"Aw, you must be the boyfriend huh?" You could hear the sarcasm in his tone and did not like it.

"My husband." You corrected him making him look back at you before turning back to Freddy with a smile.

"Mm...I dont blame you one bit. Got yourself a nice piece of ass." He could tell Freddy did not like what was being said and chuckled.

"Would you mind if I borrowed her for just a moment?"

"I actually do-"

"Ah. You must not remember the number one rule I made here. Do not go against me or there will be a price to pay." He looked Freddy straight in the eye in a very serious manner. Freddy knew there was nothing he could really do. You squeezed your husbands hand letting him know it was alright.

"I just want to give your wife a personal tour." He taunted him with a wink before turning to you.

"Shall we?"

Slowly you let go of your husbands hand and walked away with Negan as you continued to look back at Freddy. He knew why you were doing this, he knew you were only trying to prevent this man from becoming angry. You were trying to protect him.

Negan guided you to where he stayed. Entering the room you remained by the door as he walked to his desk. Negan casually sighed placing the bat on his desk before turning back to you.

"Why so far away, sweetheart."

"I'm fine here." You responded as he rubbed his chin slowly. He took off his leather jacket as he proceeded to make his way back to you making you much more anxious. What was his plan?

"Let me ask you something, doll." He stopped right before you, his eyes focused on yours. His voice smooth yet deep, you stood without moving a muscle.

"You love that man?"

"Of course I do." You responded rather quickly.

"You sure about that"? He moved closer as his eyes roamed down your body and back up to your lips. Distracted with the way he was looking at you, you didn't respond.

"What would you do if I just kissed those sweet lips right now?" He whispered, his tongue softly glided over his top lip before you looked away.

"Stop it."

"I wont tell him if you wont." He teased.

"I want to go back to my husband." You insisted making him frown. He leaned his face close to yours, you could feel his warm breath on your skin when he simply smiled.

"Oh I'll take you back to your husband."

Nervously, you swallowed attempting to hold your ground before he led you back outside. The last thing you wanted to show this man was fear.

Instantly rushing into your husband's arms, Negan stood behind and sucked his teeth. Negan was a man that went after what he wanted regardless the obstacle. The man was attracted to you in a way he had never found himself to be attracted to another woman. The next few days at the sanctuary you went about your business helping the women cook. Negan stood aside watching as Freddy walked by you and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. He had seen how gentle you treated your husband, he couldnt keep his eyes off of you. After a long day of Freddy working around the sanctuary, he was ready to come spend time with you. Negan watched as he headed towards you and decided to interfere in the moment.

"Freddy, my boy." He spoke with a touch of humor, you sighed wondering what Negan wanted now. You felt his eyes on you before he turned to your husband and requested a favor.

"I need you to go with Simon on a run-"

"Negan he just finished from working all-"

"Ah ah ah, sweetheart. What did I say about that." Negan turned to you waving his gloved hand as you crossed your arms.

"Negan, I dont like to leave Freya alone at night. Please." Freddy spoke politely not wanting to get on Negans bad side. Negans response was an arrogant smirk.

"Oh she wont be alone."

Freddy looked at you knowing he couldnt get out of this task. You nodded as you understood and wrapped your arms around him for a kiss before he left. Quietly you followed Freddy to the entrance to see him off with Simon, Negan stood right beside you.

"Please becareful, Freddy."

"I will, Freya. I wont be gone long." He smiled at you and got in the car.

"Dont worry, she'll be in good hands." Negan yelled out to him with a slick tone. You knew exactly what he was doing, hell this wasnt the first time Negan sent Freddy off so he could have you to himself. The pattern was quiet obvious with Negan. As soon as they drove off you turned away heading straight to your room.

"Woah woah woah, where are you in rush to go, sweetheart?" You could hear him following right behind you.

"I'm making dinner." You sighed as Negan followed you inside. Placing his bat gently on the table, he sat back, legs open as he took in the sight of you from behind. Feeling his eyes on you, you turned around to him biting his bottom lip. Trying to hold yourself together, you reminded yourself to not upset this man.

"Can I do something for you, Negan?" The tone in your voice showing a bit of irritation.

"Oh, I'm glad you asked." Negan stood up and slowly began to make his way to you.

"Tell me something, Freya." He stopped right before you, towering over you, you could smell his scent close to you.

"What do I have to do to get your mind off that husband of yours?"

"You will never get that chance." You responded confidently making him laugh quietly.

"I dont know about that..." he spoke with sarcasm.

"I think I have my way of making women not able to resist me."

"Well then go find those women. I'm a married woman."

"I bet I could make you forget that with just one touch." Negans tone was provocative, he was making it hard for you to keep your composure. Who did he think he was? He was a persistent man, especially with a woman that caught his eye. He leaned his hands on either side of you on the counter, closing you in against it.

"Go ahead, tell me to stop. If you want me to I will but those eyes....mm those eyes say otherwise."

Before you could respond he suddenly picked you up and sat you right on the counter making you gasp.

"Yeah I bet he never takes you by surprise like this huh?" He teased before you suddenly pushed him away and jumped down.

"Dont ever touch me again!" You yelled not caring if Negan had the power of authority at the Sanctuary. He chuckled as you yelled at him, not being able to help himself but like how you attempted to act superior to him. Not even the men had the balls to ever stand up to him the way you did, he liked your courage. He liked your confidence.

"Easy, darling. I wont touch you." He lifted his hands up as his eyes continued to undress you. Remaining silent you crossed your arms and sighed.

"I'll be waiting for my husband in my room." You walked out quickly not being able to get your mind off the way he touched you, or how him touching you made you feel. The look in his eyes as he spoke to you, you had never seen in Freddy. Shaking your head and laying in bed you waited for your husbands return.

Negan sat at his desk and closed his eyes, slowly licking his lips thinking of how close your body was to him today. The man couldnt get his mind off you no matter what he did. He wished you weren't married, if it wasnt for your husband he was sure he would've had you by now. Slowly rubbing his crotch area he felt himself rock hard. Every encounter with you left his cock craving more of you.

"Shit..." he muttered to himself picturing what he wanted to do to you until a knock on his door interrupted him.

"Fucking shit, what?!" He cleared his throat only to hear Simon had returned and he returned with your husband. Negan walked out and saw Freddy entering where you were. A sting of jealousy hit him knowing this was the man you kept turning him away for.

The next few days went by and you kept your distance from Negan but always knew he was watching. He sent off Freddy once again out of the sanctuary as you helped organize the storage room with two other women. He appeared leaning on the doorway as you organized some supplies in a box. The two women beside you instantly getting nervous with his presence. His boots clicked loudly with the ground as he made his way into the room. Taking a deep breath you ignored him acting like his presence didnt phase you.

"Ladies. You're free to go." Knowing damn well he didnt mean you, you played dumb and began to leave the room with the other two ladies.

"Except for you, Miss Freya." Rolling your eyes with a sigh you turned back into the room and continued packing the boxes. Ignoring his movement around you, you felt him stop right behind you.

"This too close for you, darling?" His voice was seductive and husky, it sent a shiver down your spine.

"Wheres Freddy?" Negan smirked as you felt him breathe close to your ear.

"Afraid I'm going to do something, sweetheart or are you afraid you're going to like it?"

"No." You responded very sure of yourself as you continued to go through the supplies before Negan suddenly put his hand over yours. You froze feeling his skin against yours, he gently moved where your hand moved as you placed the item in the box.

"I wont do anything you dont want me to do." He spoke slowly yet you could hear him begin to lose control of his breathing. The feel of your heart began to speed up, you couldn't understand why. That's when you suddenly felt him slowly press himself against your backside, purposely pressing his erection against you.

"Negan..." you gasped.

"Feel that, darling..." He spoke breathlessly in your ear. What scared you most was you almost felt like you were beginning to enjoy it.

"No!" You suddenly turned pushing him away.

"I am a happily married woman, I love my husband deeply. Respect that." You paced out of the room leaving Negan with an ache he only wished you could fix.

Slamming the door to your bedroom you sighed in disbelief with yourself. You loved Freddy, you truly did. This had gone too far and you knew you couldnt continue living this way. The only solution to this problem was to leave. Freddy returned and right away you expressed to him what had happened earlier in the day. What he wanted to do was put his hands on him, but he knew he couldnt risk your safety. There was too many of his men. What you hadn't been completely honest to Freddy about was how exactly you felt about what he did, you couldn't.

"Tomorrow night we leave." Freddy spoke with eagerness unaware that Simon was outside your door. Simon immediately informed Negan of your plan. Furiously he slammed his bat on his desk, he was not going to allow Freddy to get his way.

"Do you want me to take care of it?" Simon asked as Negan frowned.

"No. Let them think they're going to get away with it. I'll take care of it." Negan remained in his room in silence waiting for the sun to go down. Knowing exaclty when you would both attempt to leave, he picked up his bat and made his way to your room.

Freddy finished packing some of the bags as you took some extra canned foods. Rushing quickly before Negan would awake, you both prepared for the risky journey.

"Ready to go?" Freddy looked over at you as you nodded. Just as he opened the door the two of you were taken by surprise with a gasp at the sight of Negan standing on the other end.

"Going somewhere?" His bat lay comfortably on his shoulder as he grasped it tightly.

"Negan...I-" you began to speak suddenly unable to think, his eyes were dark with a threatening glare. He let himself in making you and Freddy back away.

"You know, I thought we were all great friends." A touch of sarcasm in his tone as he closed the door behind him.

"I have to say, I'm a little disappointed." He placed his hand over his heart. Neither of you could speak, Freddys hand holding on tightly to yours.

"Freddy, I kept your wife safe." He walked towards the both of you, before his eyes turned to you.

"Freya....I thought we had something special going on."

"Negan I can explain." You spoke anxiously as he frowned.

"Explain?" He grabbed the bag out of your hands and emptied it beside you.

"Explain what? How I gave you food and shelter and you wanted to sneaky away with more of it. That's a little fucking ungrateful."

"Negan-"

"Dont speak!" He roared making you jump.

"You think you can get past me?!" Negan stared down at you in fury before he suddenly grabbed Freddy and forced him to fall to his knees.

"Negan wait!" You screamed as he began to wave his bat, you knew what was coming next.

"Please wait-" You ran up to him placing your hands on his arm.

"I'll do whatever you want just dont kill him. Please." Negan smirked, slowly bringing his bat down. Scratching his chin he leaned in closer to you, his eyes falling directly onto your lips.

"You want him alive?" Negan spoke coldly.

"Yes." You whispered, swallowing nervously.

"Tell him you're mine."

His words left you speechless, what was he trying to do?

"What....Negan I-"

"You want him alive dont you? Then tell him you belong to me."

The look in his eyes showed he wasnt playing any games. Taking a deep breath you turned to your husband who didnt utter a word. What could he say? Freddy was aware how dangerous Negan could be.

"Freddy...." you began to speak as you felt Negan hoving over your shoulder staring down at your husband with a grin.

"I....I belong to....Negan now," you could hear Negan laugh low by your ear.

"Matter of fact, tell him you're now my wife." You squeezed your eyes shut knowing this was hard for Freddy to hear. He felt so helpless as he looked up at you before him.

"I am...Negans wife now."

"Atta girl. Now I dont appreciate being lied to or taken for a fool. After all I have given you, you wanted to sneak away with more things. Well now, you can only get what you need as my wife, do you understand?" Negan spoke loudly in your ear, your back still to him.

"From now on whatever you two had is done. You do not speak to each other or see each other and you-" Negan turned you to face him directly.

"You definitely do not cheat on me. Understood?" You nodded your head in silence before he looked over at Freddy.

"It didnt have to be this way but you've left me no choice. Dont try to cross me again."

Freddy remained silent as you kept your head down, you didnt have the heart to look over at your husband.

"Shall we....wife." Negan motioned for you to walk ahead of him and he followed with an arrogant walk.

In disbelief with what had just occured you found yourself being led to Negans room. There was no way out of this but to simply comply with what he wanted. At least Freddy was alive is what you would tell yourself, but at what cost? The cost of him suffering and watching you be with another man. Negan closed the door behind him as you looked around his room and your eyes stopped on his bed. A king size bed with black silk sheets, everything in his room was black.

"Like what you see?" He watched as you observed eveything in the room but focused on his bed with a look of concern.

"Oh you're worried about that huh?" He whispered behind you.

"I tell you what, how about you have the bed to yourself until your comfortable in you know...sharing it with me...your husband." Still, you remained silent.

"Lighten up, sweetheart. Make yourself comfortable." Negan walked past you taking off his leather jacket and throwing it on the couch. Hesitantly you inched up to his bed without looking back at him. Without saying a word, you climbed in and covered yourself with your back to him. This was your new life now, might as well get used to it.

The next few weeks past at the sanctuary. It was hard walking past Freddy and not being able to speak to him. You wondered what was going through his mind, Negan watched as you became distracted many times staring off at your husband. It was something you could not help. Doing as he asked you sat with him and had dinner every right. Tonight, Negan stayed staring at you curiously, you could feel how much he observed you as you stood up and began to wash the dishes.

"Freya...darling." He leaned back as you turned to him. Slowly he stood up and with an intimidating look walked to you. He stopped right before you looking down at you with intensity, Negan had not touched you yet but he wanted to. He yearned to feel you.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked in a seductive manner.

"To you." You responded softly, your voice sending a shiver through his body.

"Then show me." His words made your lips part not knowing exaclty how to respond. He pressed his pelvis against you as he stared down at you. It wasnt hard to tell the man wanted to kiss you. Slowly leaning forward, you closed your eyes and gently placed your lips on his. He groaned feeling your tongue part his lips and unexpectedly pulled you in tightly against him. One arm wrapped around your waist while his other hand slid to the back of your neck. You slowly felt yourself easing into him, liking the way he held you a moan escaped your lips. He felt your body relax against his, something you couldnt deny was you found yourself enjoying this. The two of you were lost in each others touch before being interrupted by a knock at the door. Instantly you pulled away making him sigh before he turned to walk to the door.

"What?" He spoke rudely as he opened to find Simon on the other end with Freddy. Negans lips matched yours, pink from how much you both sucked on each other. Realizing Freddy was at the door you gasped and turned your face, Negan liked the look of pain in Freddys eyes.

"Freddy, my man. I was just here with..my lovely wife." Negan turned to you with a grin.

"Oh wife-" he motioned for you to come stand beside him. Hesitantly you walked to him, Negan placed his hand around your waist pulling you in close.

"Now what is it?" Just as Freddy began to speak, Negan purposely interrupted him.

"Hold that thought." Negan spoke sarcastically before he turned to you and unexpectedly began to slowly kiss your lips. Lifting a finger up to Freddy, Negan taunted the man motioning for him to give him a moment as he kissed you. You could feel your heart slipping a beat, the rush between excitement and guilt, Negan pulled away and looked back at Freddy with a smile.

"You were saying."

Freddy froze for a moment as you looked away, suddenly forgetting anything he had to say.

"Freddy here is accompanying me on a supply run," Simon finished for him.

"Ah, great. Have fun." Negan slammed the door in their face before turning back to you and noticing the expression you had.

"Dont tell me you feel bad now, sweetheart," Negan frowned looking down at you. Truth was, you didnt feel as bad as you thought you would. Negan was making you feel something you were not sure how to explain but it felt good.

"I tell you what, your husband is going to go take care of a few things around the sanctuary then I'll come right back to you."

"Okay." You caught yourself smiling at him and he indeed liked that.

Words couldnt explain the mixed emotions you felt for Negan. Never had you been in a situation like this before. How was he having this much control over you? Hours went by and he had not returned, you began to feel restless. Day turned to night when you finally heard him at the door and ran to greet him.

"Where were you?" You asked making him look up with a puzzled expression.

"I told you I had to take care of a few things, doll."

"I didnt know you were going to take that long. I-I was worried." Negan raised a brow as a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Oh yeah?" He began to take off his jacket as he closed the distance between the two of you. Once he reached you, he caressed your face with his hands and kissed you. He could feel how much you yearned for him.

"You've been a good girl today?" Negan asked huskily as he parted his lips from yours.

"Yes," you felt him begin to trace over your lips with his thumb before slowly putting his finger in your mouth. Erotically sucking his finger the two of you didnt break eye contact with each other. The feel of your lips closed around his finger aroused him, he could feel his cock wanting to burst out of his pants.

"Tell me what you want, darling." He whispered as he pulled his wet finger out and continued to trace your lips.

"I want you, Negan." He closed his eyes in satisfaction, something he had been wanting to hear for so long. It was true, as time went on you found yourself looking at Negan in ways you never thought you would. Many nights Negan awoke rock hard with you beside him, him unable to do a thing about it but picture what he wanted to do to you.

Suddenly he roughly turned you over pulling you back aggressively by your hair, the sudden pull making you scream. Negan pushed you down face first on the bed and pushed himself up against you. The way he moved you and touched you created a pool of wetness in your underwear. Without letting go of the grip he had on your hair in one hand, he pulled your pants down just enough to stop at your calves. Roughly he unbuckled his pants, you could hear his erratic breathing, you squealed as he continued to pull your hair. Allowing him to do what he wanted to you, you felt him slowly enter you from behind. Negan let out a satisfied moan at the feel of your warmth. The girth of his cock making you feel full inside, you moaned in pleasure. Without wasting any time Negan sped up his movement, slamming into you fast and hard.

"Is this what you wanted?" He asked breathlessly, just when you went to moan he yanked on your hair harder.

"Like this? This how you want it?"

"Yes Negan....like that.." you moaned motivating him to move faster.

"Tell me you're mine. Fucking say it-"

"I'm yours, Negan. I'm yours." You screamed as he bounced you off the bed. The controlling sound in his voice turned you on in a way you could not explain. For some reason you had no problem being submissive to this man. The pain he caused pulling your hair was satisfying and you didnt want him to leg go. Negan grunted as he continued, you could tell he was about to finish. Noticing his reflection in the mirror on the wall, you watched as his eyes never left the sight of your ass. With one last thrust you felt him pull out and felt him release himself all over your ass. He moaned loudly as he jerked off every last drop on you. Releasing your hair, you could hear him panting as he sat back on his chair. Out of breath yourself you stood up and fixed yourself up as you watched Negan light a cigarette. Barely able to speak he smiled at you as he blew out smoke.

"You're something else, Freya."

The feeling was mutual, you smiled at him in return not realizing how much you'd enjoy having sex with Negan. He stood up and began to got dressed before making his way to you. With you sitting on the bed, he stopped before you and made you tilt your head up at him.

"You'll forget about him eventually."

Truth was, you weren't forgetting about him but you were okay with what was happening. Negan sat back on the couch, taking a deep breath feeling relaxed. Closing his eyes he didnt notice as you stood up and quietly walked to him. Without a warning you slowly straddled him making him open his eyes with surprise.

"I'm doing just fine without my ex husband." Negan smiled as he placed his hands on your hips. The words you spoke were true, you found yourself beginning to have deeper feelings for Negan. In your mind the only husband you had was, Negan. There was no question about it, this is not how you expected things to turn out to be but, you were accepting of it.

Negan kept you safe and gave you anything you needed, he was the only man you wanted.

#jeffrey dean morgan #the walking dead negan #negan twd #the walking dead fanfiction #negan x oc #twd imagine #negan x reader #negan x you #negan fanfic

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ENHYPEN reading personality & more messages!

Reminder: This is just a reading dont take it serious and move on if its not your type of reading. Enjoy !

JUNGWON: He is someone who is mentally mature and looks at situations with an objectively mindset. He can make great decisions, and is honest and truthful due in what he needs and what he doesn't need. He might sound very serious but he also loves to see humor in every situation. He might be young but He is independent, realistic, experienced and very wise.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

He is taking his time alone, wanting to reflect and learn and back in his inner-world. He is hoping because he might have a straight poker face and sitting in his leader role but inside of him, he still feels lacking some confidence, his insecurities not seeing the worth in himself. a bit lost how things will go. He is focusing on what would go wrong. He is alone to reflect himself and improve his negative thinking. He stays rational and logical.

HEESEUNG: He is someone who just goes with the flow, in this life he has to learn and grow in his emotional development, there is something that he needs to learn how to balance his emotions. Because he seems to have some mood swings when he is overwhelmed. He might not be aware of his lesson yet but because of the imbalance in his emotions it can make him puzzle with his mind, and unhealthy beliefs. Because he needs to be sure and see the security to feel balanced from others. His mind is much stronger. He is intelligent, consistent and a fast learner . Someone who will be a great student. His ideas will be helpful for his career.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

Also for him he is logical and straight to the point but he went through some moments of fears and worries in the past couple of weeks. Now he is trying to release that and recover from it. he is still feeling overwhelmed by his emotions. He might not understand how to handle his emotions. He rather be logical than emotional. Because emotions make him feel like he feels blind and trapped.

JAY: This person is unstoppable, he is focused and creative, he is a perfectionist and is idealistic. He is ambitious and very charismatic. His fire passion can create things but also to destroy. His attentive and fastforward nature is a good trait but if he overdue that it can lead to conflicts for his career and love life. He needs to learn how to think first before he act, or else he will end up feeling regret for his actions by accidentally hurting others for being too fast and attentive. But he will learn in the long-term run. cus that is his lesson to learn. He is overall a nice person, but he might act too quickly before he thinks.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

He is thinking deep, and doubting while planning towards the future. The plant has seeds and it only needs time to grow. He might feel trapped by uncertainty and feeling lack of direction. But he is surrounded by the people who are helping him out and supporting him by his close friends.

JAKE: This person is organized and logical, He has good disciplines and his lifestyle is structured. He also has an authority side of him that can also be a great leader role. He is a stable person when it comes to physics, fit and sportive. What he needs to learn is getting to know his other members more and learn the difference between cultures. He accepts others for who they are and is open to learning from others. He might also sound like a father role in the group. He helps others to be disciplined and change your lifestyle in a healthy one. He might be a good person who has good influences and good intentions. He might sound strict or serious but his only intention is to help you out. Cus he cares about you.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

He might be feeling emotionally overwhelmed and blocked as if he has to recover or heal from a past lover. Love life vs career basically. But he chose to stay in his position (his career). It caused him hurt and turmoil. He is cutting the person out of his life and trying to heal his wounds. By staying focused on his career goals.

SUNG HOON: He has good social skills and he might have a lot of idol friends too, he might be a nice friend, He focuses on the positives and having fun. He rather dropped all the expectations and responsible that he used to wear in the best. He lets others take the lead, while he wants to lay back and follow his true dreams without having too many responsibilities. This person has the talent to have many skills. He is multitalent and will never stop improving. He is someone who puts a lot of effort in his skills.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

Right now he has to deal with people who are giving him a hard time, trying to block him from his dreams and goals. Saying that he shouldn't do this or that. Trying to manipulate and persuade him. He might not tell this problem to someone else. He is trying to be bold and rush off when his friends are asking about what is going on. It is something sensitive for him and he feels vulnerable and uncomfortable to share it. dealing with two options and two choices but he chose not to take an option. He is going for his own goals. but this situation makes him feel stuck and trapped. The person who talked him down might be someone from his family.

SUNOO: This person might have to deal with a lot of hurt and pain in the past. He is now working on healing and recovering those scars from his past. He might have a great bond with a motherly figure who he feels thankful and grateful. He might sometimes feel confused when it comes to new people but he is cautious and careful. He is loving and caring when you create a bond with him. The love of his mother figure makes him who he is. I always feel that he missed a father figure or someone very important in his life. That made him feel like something is lacking. I find him very sad but he learns to focus more on the people who are around. He is very smart and talented. soft on the inside, and harsh on the outside. the softness from the mother figure and the coldness of the fatherly figure. He takes good care of his members

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

He is really a soft loving person, he might also have that rebellious harsh cold attitude side of him that also kinda feels cool and badass and a bit asshole. But that is only his protection magnetism. He will not be open to strangers that easily. Some people might misunderstand that and make a big deal out of it. But He doesn't want to show his vulnerable side too fast. (as if he is the ICE KING). He might not always feel like he fits with the society as well. But he is very good with protecting others and building a secure home/base for his future career. He might not show his feelings and emotions through words. He hides it but will show his gratitude to actions and deeds.

NIKI: He is very feminime and powerful, he has big dreams and he will make that true. He is warm and sweet to others and also to himself. He takes good care of himself. He always shows the people his best version of himself. People praise him for that. He also has a lot of love for nature and animals. He is authestic and youthful person who has a lot of opportunity to blossom. The birth of new ideas and creation. sensitive and emotionally balanced. People don't know what to expect but he is capable of a lot of hidden skills.

Messages from angels/spirit (general reading):

He might feel a bit disappointed cus he is working on improvements and an authority figure like a teacher. The figure must have some critics and feedback in an honest truthful way to help him. But Niki takes it personally and feels not good enough and is working harder to approve the figure. He is skipping some events or group activities to work on his skills. He might be a bit stubborn but he sure works hard. Nothing to worry about.

#enhypen #readings #kpop #kpop predictions #feelings #personality #lovelife #career #future #jungwon #heeseung #jay #jake #sunghoon #sunoo #niki

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Yesterday the very beautiful and talented @fuwari-s tagged me in this game and since that post is already really long i figured id make a new one lol  (Also thank you for tagging me, it made me so happy)

The Game: Tag your 2D lovers + the other trend I saw yesterday and wanted to do which is Would you actually date them IRL. So ill put that under the cut because it is a lot.

HQ: Atsumu, Daichi, Issei, Bokuto, Hinata, and Kyoutani

BNHA: Bakugou, Denki, and Hawks

JJK: Sukuna and Mei Mei

Others: Kagami from KNB, Levi and Jean from AOT, and Mikoto Suoh from K

So if you want to know if i would date them irl that is below the cut lol

As for tagging... if you want to do it :) @eijirosriot @bokutosnumberonefan @hinosreis @tetsus-kitten @sugawarakoushihoe @mynameisjackattack and anyone else who wants to do one or both of these challenges.

Alright so would i date these men (+ mei mei) in real life. Short answer is yes lmao. Long answer, with some headcanons that may or may not  venture into 18+ category but only slightly. all aged up to be my age which is 26.

Atsumu - PLEASE, YES

we would be so chaotic together but he would also be really loving. As long as he can still prioritize me in a relationship, not over volleyball, just as much, then we will be golden. We would have such a good time and i feel like we would have a lot of fun bickering, which i really enjoy. Play fighting as a form of foreplay, if you will lmao. We’d probs be friends in HS and then get together after he starts playing for MSBY and he is secured in his position (and himself tbh). I just love this cocky bastard. he also gives me switch vibes and as a switch, i love that for me.

Daichi - YES

All i need is to be wrapped in his arms on the daily and i would be happy. Man would know how to take care of me and that is all. Love of my life, too good for this world. Wholesome husband. He would be able to manage my crazy side and chill me out when i get to anxious. I would want to be bratty just to get him to drop his good guy routine sometimes and I feel like he would like that.

Issei - YES

Funeral home employee can get it. Matsukawa Horse cock Issei can whisk me off my feet and straight into bed. we would have a lot of fun picking on oikawa together (out of love of course) but we would balance each other out a lot. His darker humor would go well against my lighter humor. Also I feel like our level of hotness is pretty comparable... like we aren't the prettiest in the friend group but still good (if that makes sense)

Bokuto - YES

Big ball of sunshine to light up my day, he would literally fuck the sad out of me every day I just know it. Like atsumu, as long as I am a priority to him itll work out. We also kind of have the same sad moods so I feel like we could either both just curl up on the couch together and watch a movie or bring the other out of a funk easily. I love this giant himbo so much.

Hinata - most likely yes

Pretty much the same reasons as bokuto but I feel like I would get drained of his energy faster, so he would def have to cuddle me more. For everyone else so far I can imagine being high school sweethearts, but with hinata i think he wouldnt settle down until later, or even start dating so it would probably be a lot of pining and watching him from the side lines for a while, which would be really hard tbh. but the way he would smile at me after a match would make it worth it so...

 Kyoutani - Hard YES

I love a boy with anger issues, what can i say... (cough couch my irl husband with anger issues couch couch) I would love to be his weak spot and the one person he would go to to help him not feel angry anymore. I think that my fun personality would help him to unbox himself a bit. I just want to give him cuddles and a place to feel accepted. id also i KNOW hes a monster in bed... 

Bakugou - FUCKING HARD YES, PLEASE

if he was real the things i would do to and for him... A lot like kyoutani i would want to give him a place where hes accepted, and a place where he is unconditionally loved. I would be able to handle his misguided anger and calm him down and give him space. I headcanon that hes very cuddly in private to just his S/O which is something that i love. I love his lil smirk and would do anything to get him to smirk at me. As long as he is able to set me as a priority it would work out, but that would be what he struggles with so it would be a thing we would have to talk about. But I also feel that once you say something about it he would check in with you because of course he has to be the best bf/husband. I feel like I could talk for hours about him so Ill just wrap it up by saying that I love me a passionate man who would probs be a lil possessive, and I would use that to my advantage. 

Denki - GOD YES

I really do think that denki and I are soulmates. we are both the perfect blend of funny, pervy, while still being soft. I feel like there would be a lot of mutual pining at first but he would end up the golden retriever gamer boy to my alt bisexual and thats just the perfect pairing. We would pull so much shit and then get away with it because thats just us being us. I see us being scolded by bakugou a lot for the stupid shit we would pull. Also late night drives in his shitty tuned car to taco bell while we sing alt rock songs from the 2010s. also the switch vibes are immaculate.

 Hawks - Probably

So it would honestly depend a lot on what version of hawks.. him in the hero commission is a no, because he wouldnt be able to be honest with me about a lot of stuff. Like his name, or when i can see him again, and that would give me too much anxiety. When hes free of them and is actually allowed to be himself I think it could work then. I know that he of course wants to still be the best hero, so he would have the same problems as bakugou with finding a balance, but if he wants to i think he could. He would also have a lot of trauma from his relationship with his parents and the commission so I dont know if he would be able to give his love away as freely as he wants so we could get therapy together. I love that for us. But i would happily wake up next to this beautiful birb man if he would have me.  

Sukuna - A hesitant yes

so.. the anger issues that ive mentioned before.. yes. I would like sukuna. I would be his lil bride and sit on his lap on his throne as long as he didnt kill my loved ones or my cats lmao. I would also be ok with being his and itadoris gf while hes living in itadoris head. being with him is just asking for an unhappy ending tho, whether its a life always on the run, or someones trying to kill me, or someones trying to kill him, or hes trying to kill someone. But yes i would like to be with him but that would mean sacrificing a lot. 

Mei Mei - god yessssss..

Please Mei Mei step on me and make me ur lil house wife. I see us living in a pent house apartment with the most breathtaking view of the Tokyo skyline. I would want for nothing and she could take me where ever she wanted and i would just follow her around with heart eyes.

 Kagami - YES

my basketball husband! i love him and would love to be loved by him. Id follow him wherever. He would take care of me and is just so dreamy.. also i guess the mild anger issues.. but hes really not that bad. He would just be such a good s/o. He would cook us nice dinners, wed have a few cats, and he would carry me around a lot because hes so strong. While were on the topic of strong... his stamina... everyone on this list probably has good if not great stamina... but kagami just hits different..... have you seen him in the zone? have you seen his thighs? his sex zone has got to be incredible. 

 Levi - Yes

I was going to say it depends, but really it doesn't... if were in the aot universe and hes my captain and I fall in love with him u can bet ur ass im gonna try and get with him because i could die at anytime. if its some au where he is here in our universe and somehow we meet... like of course im gonna be in love with him. our height difference isnt too bad, im only like an inch or 2 taller than him. I think we would both have a great time together. I would make him laugh, and he would help me clean, because lord knows I hate cleaning. BUT i hate cleaning because its something that I always have to do alone, and I feel like levi would have us be cleaning together like he makes the scouts do. and hes just so sexy... 

Jean - big yes

This beautiful handsome man... idk what to even say about him. Hes strong, funny, handsome, cocky, but very much full of love. would love to run away from the world with him. I feel like if he was in love with me before *tries not to give away spoilers* the marco incident (?) that after he would become very clingy and attached and im ok with that. There would have to be lots of cuddles and reassurances and i just want to see him happy and not at war, with both real life people and himself... id give him the best kisses and he would become addicted to them. 

Mikoto - No? But maybe...

I feel like we could be.. but if you watched the show then you know.. But i would love to be Homra’s princess TBH. No one would mess with me or they would have to face the wrath of my big fire boyfriend and his whole ass gang. But on the other hand I feel like Mikoto wouldnt allow himself to fall in love, so it would probably be a hush hush topic. everyone knows the boss and I are in an entanglement, but they cant talk about it. Then Anna starts asking questions to Mikoto and he has to come clean to her, which would be so cute. He tells her is a secret but she doesn't care lmao. in conclusion, I would want to, but I dont think he would let me.... Maybe friends with benefits tho....

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ok if you read all this im officially in love with you. Please take my heart. 

This took me like 2 hours to do because I love thinking about it so much. if you have any thoughts about any of this hop into my dms or comment on this because id love to hear them (especially if you think i belong with one more than the others lmao). 

#i cant believe i spent 2 hours on this. #im just so in love with 2d characters #about me

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Ateez reaction: realizing they‘re in love with their best friend and confessing to them

Hongjoong

- he always knew it, but when you got the acception letter for your dream university, he felt like his own dream just came true

- your happiness is his happiness and he knew it would be enough to just be friends, but he wanted more than this

- feels like the risk is worth taking, but overreacts when he starts planning his confession

- ,,If I screw this up, our whole relationship is ruined.”

- prepares everything for weeks until its perfect

- has a plan for every possible outcome

- his confession is straight out of your dream, but Hongjoong is still anxious and a hot mess

- but since you also have feeling for him, it goes well and he didn’t need his 10 backup plans, cause the best possible scenario happened - you are finally his

Seonghwa

- when you went to a family wedding together he was having an epiphany

- he could imagine you both getting married

- and not only that: he started to really want to (one day)

- Seonghwa always knew you would be a part of his whole life and he never thought of anyone else but you, so why did it take him this long

- after this realization he was struggling

- he screamed inside and judged himself for being this oblivious of his feelings

- he ignored you for a week, because he didn’t know how to cope with this situation

- he wanted to see you, but was also afraid to ruin it all

- when you finally met, he was dying inside and needed to let it all out to take this weight off his heart

,,Y/n I’m so badly in love with you” he blurted out and cursed afterwards under his breath

- you saw his face go through all emotions

- he felt like disappearing, but then you started to beam at him all his worries vanished into nothingness

Yunho

- god this boy

- he starts smiling like crazy when it finally hits him, that he is in love with his best friend for all this years

- he always was and he always will be

- you have been childhood friends, growing up together and going to the same school, always sitting next to each other

- he helped you overcome your first heart break and maybe that was when he first realized

- Yunho couldn’t see you being this sad, it actually broke his own heart

- and you were the person he always wanted to be happy

- in his eyes you deserved the world

- so when your next love interest appeared, he is happy that you’re so contented with your life, although he wished that he could be the source of this happiness

- after the break up he realizes that he was jealous and is relieved to still have the chance to become yours

- when you meet up he is over the moon and while hugging you, his feelings get the best of him

- ,,Y/n, I love you.”

- you were not sure if you heard right, so when he pulled away (flustered and his face bright red) he tried to repeat his words, but you were quicker this time

- ,,I love you too”

Yeosang

- he realized it when he was going through a stressful time

- everything was overwhelming and you were the only thing that calmed him down

- you were one of the few people who made him happy just by being there

- he never got tired of seeing you

- after a week of a packed schedule he visited you, cause he couldn’t way any longer

- for the first time in forever he felt like he could breathe freely

- you brought him peace and he didn’t want to leave you as you were his comfort zone

- he realized what love should feel like when you were together

- Yeosang was so in love with you, that it left him breathless and overwhelmed

- he slowly started to freak out, cause what if you don’t return his feelings and he loses you completely

- you knew something was wrong with him in this second

,,Yeosang, what is going on? You can tell me everything.”

- his voice broke slightly when he said the following words ,,It’s you.“

- you looked at him slightly confused, but he looked at you like you were everything he ever wanted (because you were)

- and you knew it by then, of course you knew it

- you reached out to him, giving him a long hug

,,Dont worry about it, I feel the same way.”

- with that he relaxed, feeling completely safe with you in his arms

San

- he realizes that he is in love with you when he has a day off

- instead of exploring the city with the rest of Ateez, he just wants to hang out with you

- since he’s on tour you haven’t seen each other for a while now and it shows

- he misses you like crazy so he decided to take a 5 hour train journey to visit you for a day

- during the journey he had a lot of time to think, but the realization hit him after a talk with a friendly old lady

- she sat next to him and chatted about visiting her grandchildren and also asked San about his destination

- he talked about you and just by explaining how you were best friends, the old lady knew everything

- ,,This person must be really special when you take 10 hours of your day just to see them for a few hours.“

- San agreed, but in his eyes it was totally worth it

- before she left, she said ,,Falling in love with your best friend is the best thing that can happen to you, sweetheart. I can tell you this much.“

- she wished him all the best and San finally knew she was right

- when San surprised you in front of your door you knew by the look of his eyes that something has changed

- you were lost in the moment and you didn’t need to hear it now, cause you kind of knew deep down

- when he took your hand into his and smiled at you like a maniac, everything fell into place

Mingi

- Mingi and you were hanging out in a diner, just joking around and laughing like crazy

- he laughed at all your jokes, as you both shared the same kind of humor

- this was a wonderful thing in itself, just getting along in this way, really understanding each other

- your laugh was a little weird and also loud, so everyone turned around to look at you

- it actually made you a little insecure about your laugh, but Mingi always got your back

- ,,Don’t worry about it, y/n. They are just looking at you, because you’re so pretty. And you have such a cute and unique laugh. Don’t let them stop you from laughing.“

- you were always grateful for him, especially in this moments

- he always adored your laugh as it was his favorite melody in the world cause it meant that you were genuinely happy in the moment

- he had always been a supportive friend, not only tolerate your ,,flaws“ but loving them

- so when you two continued to laugh so much that you needed a break, everyone was still looking at you

- ,,Hey, can you stop looking at my girlfriend/boyfriend? I know she/he is way too pretty for me and has the best laugh in the world, so you’re all just jealous.“

- everyone was now minding their own business, which made him smile brightly

- but you were just repeating his words

- ,,Did you just call me your bf/gf?“

- he got really flustered and just stared at you, feeling exposed and vulnerable

- when speaking the words out, he knew that he wanted it to be true, but now he felt so embarrassed

- ,,Oh I didn’t mean it that way.“

- ,,Well that’s to bad, cause I actually enjoy the idea of you being my boyfriend.“

- and just like that it happened, it was so easy since it was with Mingi and you continued to smile and laugh because of your happiness

Wooyoung

- Yeosang invited you for the concert this evening to surprise Wooyoung

- when he found out minutes before the show started, he immediately freaked out

- he stopped working properly, laughing manically while breaking a sweat

- by the bewildered look on his face you would think that he has lost it completely

- how dare they didn’t told him earlier

- he felt not prepared at all, getting more nervous by the minute

- you were so important to him and he wanted to show you the best performance to impress you

- the other members didn’t get what was going on ,,Wooyoung, just calm down. Why are you like this.”

- ,,ARE YOU SERIOUS? IM IN LOVE WITH Y/N AND I CAN’T GO ON STAGE WHEN SHE/HE IS WATCHING ME. HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME.“

- the look on the members faces were priceless, while Yeosang broke in a tiny laughter ,,Finally you admitted it.”

- and the realization of his feeling for you and the way that Yeosang betrayed him made him feel all kinds of emotions

- but when he went on stage, his eyes landed on yours only and it was strange how all of his nervousness went away

- it was his best performance ever and because his eyes never left you, he noticed your huge sign saying ,,I’m in love with you, Wooyoung.”

- and he knew that you were speaking the truth

- after the show Yeosang winked at Wooyoung ,,you’re welcome”

- this boy was the mastermind behind it all, but Wooyoung had more important things to take care of now ^^

Jongho

- you have been friends for your whole life, so you were one of his biggest supporter for his music career

- he would get quite a lot of fanpost, but one letter stuck out to him

- it was a love letter, which arrived at his private mailbox

- this was really strange, as nobody knew where his apartment was

- it was signed with the initials of your name

- there were a lot of possibilities- this could be just a random person or a prank

- but he kept wondering if it was you and he wasn’t repelled of the idea of dating you

- he actually came to the realization that he could see you in this way and he also wanted it to come reality

- before overthinking for too long he wrote you a love letter in return

- 2 days later you visited him at his apartment

- ,,I got your letter, Jongho.“

- ,,Yeah, I also got your letter.“

- and you were like what in the world is he talking about, but continued regardless

- ,,I also thought about us in this way and I would love to give it a try.“

- Jongho broke into his gummy smile

- ,,So do I.“

#ateez #ateez reaction #ateez imagine #ateez scenario #friends to lovers #hongjoong #jongho #mingi #san #wooyoung #yeosang #yunho #seonghwa #atiny #ateez au #ateez boyfriend #mingi actually wrote the letter to prank jongho #well he played himself