#so many people were complimenting me and i eventually just started saying thank you quickly

[kelppsstuff]

Hi. I really like your works, you amazing writer so i had this silly idea in my head for a while and wanted to request Adam x reader who is Lucifer's little sister. Like she is kind, patient, a little shy (blushes if you compliment her etc.) and very loving angel. She is very close to her brother and he loves her very much but after meeting Lilith they start to spend less and less time together. After finding out that her big brother "stole" first man's wife, she feels bad for Adam and wants to keep him company (after all, she knows that he is problably feels lonely just like she is). Two quickly become friends and eventually starts dating. She is afraid to tell Adam that she is Lucifer's sister thinking that he would hate her for it and abandons her (obviously he is not, but whrerever), but eventually he finds out thanks to Lucifer who is worried about his baby sister who spends too much time with Adam behind his back and confronts his sister boyfriend (I feel like he woud said something like : "Hey! Keep your hads off my sister!" "What?! Sister?!"

I teally hope this is not too much, again I so sorry if it is. If not in a mood for or its too much I understand. Don't push yourself too hard. You amazing writer! Take care!

“Say what now?”

Masterlist

Warnings: none

Taglist: @adamsfavoritesinner @fandomsbookclub @leathesimp @michellesn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger

Adam x lucifer sister

—

You and Lucifer were the closest siblings that could ever be. For a while you didn’t think you two could ever be torn apart. However that changed.

From the dust of the Earth the first two humans were made. Adam and Lilith.

You saw the way your brother’s eyes lit up as he saw Lilith be created. You could practically see the hearts in his eyes.

It started small, Lucifer would go on and on about the first woman. Then he would miss your plan events together. Then soon he would completely ditch you for the woman he had grown to love.

Rumors of your brother new relationship had flown all around heaven. How he stole the first man wife. It had made you feel pity for Adam.

You had decided to just take a peek at what was really so special about these humans. That’s when you saw Adam petting a golden flying animal that had flown onto his hand. He was alone.

“I’ll call you a bird.”

You heard his voice and then you slightly understood Lucifer’s starstruck gaze as you shared the same one. Staring at Adam.

It had become a habit that you would often look after Adam. It wasn’t long until he had noticed.

—

“You can come out you know?” He was staring into the lake but he could feel your eyes. Watching him, always watching him.

You knew the gig was up as you sighed. You had thought you’d been more discreet. “I didn’t mean to intrude.” You spoke softly, embarrassed.

Adam felt heat running to his cheeks at your kind voice. The opposite of Lilith’s. You had inviting (E/C) eyes, and delectable lips.

“Who are you?” The only people or angels Adam had come across was Lilith and Sera. He heard of Lucifer, but he hadn’t even seen him.

“I’m (Y/N). An angel!” Adam head tilted. “I thought Sera was the angel to interact with me. Why are you following me?”

So many questions. Granted they were good ones. “I’m a guardian angel!” You rushed out panicking. You hadn’t want to tell him the true reason for your watchful eyes, that you were Lucifer’s sister.

“Oh okay.” So naive Adam was. So trusting of you, it had made you feel guilty.

—

You didn’t feel guilty enough to confess your relationship to Lucifer.

You would listen contently as Adam would complain about Lilith and her new spouse.

In the menace of talking Adam had two animals floating in the lake. “Look at those!” He pushed your head to the white and gold animals.

“A duck. That’s the gold one.” Adam had got to name all the animals. Every angel made one and Adam would name it. “Lucifer created that.” It had slipped out as you thought of your brother. Missing the times he would gush about his animal that had yet to be named.

“Whatever. That white one, what do you want to name it?” You looked to Adam quickly eyes widened. That was his job. “You know that’s against the rules.” You hushed out.

“Not entirely. You’re just giving me an idea that I’m taking.”

You looked back to the animal you had created. A smile forming on your face. You had never been given a choice. “A swan.”

Adam looked at you with a smile that made you melt and eyes that made you feel warm. That’s when you knew.

Why Lucifer ditched you.

Why he went after Lilith.

Why he would always talk about her.

Why he always wanted to be with her.

He loved her.

And as you looked at Adam you knew you loved him. Entirely. He was him and you love him.

—

Adam too had started to grow a crush on you. You were kind, listen to him, cared for him. You even had a bit of spitfire that Adam had grown fond of.

So when you confessed your feelings Adam had accepted them. He would say he loved you. Adam never really felt love, but he did deeply care for you.

The two of you had started to grow closer and closer and overtime, it be rare for you two to be apart.

—

Lucifer had went to check up on you only to find you gone. He immediately panicked. You never left without him.

He searched all of heaven. The only place left was the garden of Eden. He felt his chest tighten at the possibility that Adam would do something to you.

However what Lucifer saw was the complete opposite. There the two of you were laying down laughing with each other. That did nothing to stop Lucifer brotherly worry.

“Get the hell away from her!”

He had shouted and grabbed your arm, pulling you to him. Adam felt a slight sense of panic. A man was trying to take someone away from him — again.

“What the? Hey what’s the deal?!” Adam had questioned, voice filled with confusion.

“Keep your hands off my sister.” You felt fear lie in your stomach. Your brother had just told the man the secret you kept from him.

“Say what now?” Adam at first didn’t believe it. Not once did you mention a brother. You told him you had no siblings. “Who are you?”

“Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar.”

You could feel tears prick your eyes. Adam looked at you with utter betrayal. He had been hurt -/ he had a right to be hurt — and you caused him that pain.

“Adam wait please let me explain.” You had begged. Adam only shook his head. “Don’t. Just go back to heaven.” Adam needed a moment. He needed to think.

He still cared for you. He still wanted to be with you, but how could he? What else have you been lying about? Did you actually love him?

—

Lucifer had dragged you back to heaven. Forbidding you to ever see him again. Adam was trouble according to him.

“You can’t keep me here! Away from him!”

Lucifer knew he couldn’t and fear struck. He went to Sera and proposed a new idea to her. Give Adam a new bride.

—

“Humans need population and if Adam and Lilith won’t, the surely a new woman couldn’t hurt?”

If Adam had a new bride he want nothing to do with you. Lucifer wouldn’t have to worry about your heart being crushed.

The sad truth however was that he had crushed his sisters heart.

He saw your heart break and immediately regretted his actions. He had caused his sister so much pain.

He heard you cry your heart out. Begging Sera to just let you have a chance with Adam. He remembers when he was the one — begging for Lilith — he remembered the relief of her saying yes. You had no such relief.

Lucifer watched as Sera said the final no. He watched as the joy, and love, the life drain from your eyes.

What had he done?

—

“Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a flight with me?” Lucifer had asked you.

You had loved your brother dearly, you couldn’t find it in you to say no to him. “Fine.”

You slugged out of bed and went on a flight all around the earth. The oceans water hitting your face. The air flowing your hair like crazy.

You had eventually flown over the garden. Like instinct you dropped to the trees. Returning to that old habit of yours.

You watched as Eve kissed Adam and Adam had kissed her back. Those lips that use to kiss you.

You turned away and Lucifer immediately hugged you. Knowing your pain. A pain he hadn’t wished upon you.

“It’ll be okay.”

—

When Lucifer reveled to be your brother, shock was the first emotion Adam felt. Then was the betrayal. Then the anger. Then the sadness.

He just couldn’t figure out why you would lie? Until one day a pebble hit him in the head (from a swan no less). You had lie in fear.

Why hadn’t he noticed it before? Obviously you lied cause you didn’t think he would still care for you. And he went ahead and made you think you were right. Of course he would always care for you.

He went over to the swan and started to pet it. Missing you. Wishing you were there with him.

He remembers when he let you name the creature. The look you gave him. The feeling he felt in his chest when you stared up at with pure adoration and love. Love. Love.

Holy shit he loves you.

A big smile flew onto his face as he hugged the swan. He loves you, and you love him back. You two would be okay. You just had to come back and see him.

—

Overtime you hadn’t came back and Adam cursed himself for sending you away.

A voice called out to him as he petted his swan. “Adam.” He looked up to the woman. He hadn’t recognized her at all. “Do I know you?”

“I’m your new bride, made from your rib.”

Adam felt horrified. No that was wrong. He wanted you to be his bride. He wanted you. He loved you. He couldn’t believe it. He wouldn’t.

“I think you got the wrong Adam lady.” He continued to pet his swan. “I’m spoke for.”

Sera flew down and backed Eve up. “She’s right Adam. Eve is to be your new bride.”

“But I love someone else!”

“You are forbidden to be with her.”

Adam felt tears of frustration come to his eyes. Tears of pure anger. “So Lilith can run off with Lucifer and I can’t be with his sister?!”

In the end Sera force was final. Eve is to be wedded to Adam and he couldn’t stop it.

—

“Ow, that swan just nipped me.” Eve spoke, hurt lacing her voice. Silently Adam praised the Swan.

Ironically the Swan hated when Eve would try and touch Adam. Adam never went anywhere without that swan as well. As you can see quite the problem in gave Eve.

It was one of those rare time the swan was with her lover rather than Adam. Eve took this opportunity. “You know we’ve yet to kiss.”

Good let’s keep it that way.

Adam silently thought. Though he knew eventually he would have too. Adam rolled his eyes and placed his lips on hers.

The kiss was meaningless. It lacked any emotion. And when he was done Adam walked away, rubbing his mouth. He only wanted you.

—

Lucifer knew you weren’t going to be truly happy without Adam. He expressed his concern to Lilith. She was the one who gave him the idea of the apple.

If they had free will, Adam could choose you.

So Lilith and Lucifer had offered Eve an apple. Eve ate the tasty fruit and begged Adam to try. Adam rolled his eyes and took the apple.

He looked to the swan as he took a bite, and suddenly he looked to Eve. Why was he with her.

He didn’t want to be with her. He wanted you, and he bloody well intends to have you.

—

The heavens were enraged with Lucifer’s acts, and the three humans temptations. The banished Adam and Eve.

You cried as you held onto Lucifer. You knew you couldn’t hold on forever, but if he left you truly would be alone.

“Please don’t leave me big brother. I love you so much.”

Lucifer too was crying as he told his sorries to you. He kissed your forehead and was banished from heaven, never to return.

—

You had became heartless.

When Adam joined you in heaven he was surprised by the void in your eyes.

For the first few years you had beloved Adam to be a fake. You couldn’t believe after all this time you weren’t alone anymore.

It took honestly centuries for you to fully open up to Adam.

“I miss my brother.” Your voice broke and Adam swore to you that you would see him again.

Adam didn’t care if he wasn’t fond of your brother, he would find away if it made you happy. And find away he did.

He saw an opportunity and took it. He suggest a yearly extermination.

So every year during the extermination and would give you a kiss as you flew off to be with you brother. And every year you’d cry when you had to go back.

However eventually with Charlie’s new Hazbin hotel you could cost more often.

Adam gave Charlie the go ahead as long as you specifically could go down there once a week to monitor it.

You were finally happy, and no longer alone as you helped Lucifer repair his relationship with Charlie.

—

Ahhhh, omg I really really hope you liked this, and thank you so much for saying those kind things!

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[alotofpockets]

Private not secret | Elizabeth Olsen

Pairing: Elizabeth Olsen x Reader

Summary: You and Lizzie are both part of the MCU and attend a panel together, what happens when an interviewer tries to press Lizzie to talk about the ring she's wearing when you're keeping your relationship private from the public? A/n: This interview gave me inspiration for the ring part.

Masterlist | Marvel masterlist | Words: 1k

From the moment you first laid eyes on Elizabeth Olsen at the table read for Captain America: The Winter Soldier you knew she was going to be someone special in your life. As you expected the two of you grew close quickly and eventually started dating. It’s been ten years since that table read and she has become the most important person in your life. With both of your celebrity statuses, the conversation of privacy had come up pretty quickly. You had each voiced not wanting to have your relationship to be public, your relationship wasn’t a secret, you just preferred it to be private. 

As you were checking out the outfit you picked out for Marvel Con in the mirror, Lizzie walked up behind you. She snaked her hands around your waist and rested her head on your shoulder. She admired you in the mirror, “You look so beautiful, baby.” You smile at her compliment, she always knew how to boost your confidence. “Thank you, darling, you look amazing yourself.” Lizzie held one of her hands out in front of her, “I don’t want to take it off, how would you feel if I kept it on?” You lace your fingers with hers and kiss the ring on her finger. You admired the ring you had picked out for her many months ago, the ring you had chosen to ask her to marry you with last week. “Yeah, I’m good with you keeping it on. Are you ready to go?”

The convention was so much fun, you met back up with so many friends and coworkers. It was rare that you were all together besides filming, as there were so many of you. You also got to meet a lot of fans, take pictures, hear their stories, and admire the art they made. You were on a few panels, most were without Lizzie, while Lizzie had her own panels, like the WandaVison panel with Paul Bettany. To close off the convention there was one last big panel for CA:TWS, there was one big couch and an armchair, for the six of you. The interviewer welcomed everyone to the stage, “Welcome everybody to the last panel of the day, give it up for Scarlett Johansson, Chris Evans, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Elizabeth Olsen and Y/n Y/l/n!” The crowd cheered and the first four sat down on the couch, making it full. You and Lizzie look at the armchair which isn’t exactly big enough for two people and laugh, you tell Lizzie to take it and sit down on the armrest yourself. The interviewer offered up her chair, but you assured her that it was all good.

“Thank you all so much for joining us, the ten year anniversary of Captain America: The Winter Soldier is coming up, Chris, how does that feel?” Chris takes one of the mics, “It’s so crazy to think that ten years ago we started filming the first movie of the MCU. I’m so thankful for being able to play this character and how much we’ve got to expand this universe to the big screen and introduce all these new heroes. Yeah, it’s been great.” The interviewer says it’s time for a question from the audience, you turn to face the person standing at the mics and all say hello. “Hi, I’m Ryan, and I have a question for y/n, what is your favorite memory from filming the movie?” Lizzie hands you the mic she was holding, you smile at her and thank her. “Oh, that’s a good question! I have so many good memories from that movie.” Your eyes move over to Lizzie for a moment only to see that she was already looking at you, you smile and focus back on the crowd. “I think I’m gonna have to go with the fight scene where we’re running through an office. So, papers had to be flying off of desks and the amount of times they had to be picked up to be able to shoot the scene again was just so funny.” 

Another fan comes up to the stand, “Hello, my name is Ellie, and my question is for Elizabeth. You’ve spoken a bit about your anxiety and I was just wondering how you manage to keep that under control with big crowds like this.” You hand the mic back to Lizzie, “First off I want to emphasize how important it is for me to talk about subjects like these, so thank you very much for your question, Ellie. “Secondly, for me, having people around me that make me feel safe is very important.” Lizzie places a hand on your knee. “For instance, I know that if I were to start feeling overwhelmed, y/n would notice and help me stay grounded.” 

The interviewer continues after all the fan questions are answered. “So, Elizabeth, I noticed a pretty ring on your finger.” Lizzie looks down at her hand, “Yeah, it’s beautiful right. it’s a cocktail ring, my fancy ring.” The interviewer presses on, “Is it a cocktail ring though?” You want to step in and tell the interviewer she should stop pressuring Lizzie, but before you can speak up Scarlett does. “Before we have to go, I’d like to ask you all a question. I would love it if we could take a big group picture, would you be up for that?” The crowd cheers. You all kneel down at the edge of the stage so that everyone fits in the picture. “Thank you.” You whisper to Scarlett as you move back to your seats. 

Once the panel is over you head to your backstage room with Lizzie. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to the lady.” Lizzie grabs your hand in hers, “You’re all good. That would probably have been more suspicious than how Scar handled it. Let’s just enjoy the rest of our night. “You’re right.” You share a sweet kiss before heading over to your friends.

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[blues824]

Hiii!!! I really like your writing. So I decided to drop a request.

Could I request Rollo, Ace, Sebek, Deuce, Vil, and Malleus who hates crowds and socializing with strangers but is sweet and doting towards them, spoiling them with compliments and food?

Gender-neutral reader. Spoiler for Rollo’s?

Ace Trappola

He noticed that you were fidgeting and very quiet during the Unbirthday Party, and so he pulled you aside and asked what was wrong. You told him that you didn’t really like big crowds like this, and so he pulled you to his room where you could charge your social battery a bit more.

Ace made sure that he texted the Heartslabyul group chat, and they were all (even Riddle) understanding of the situation. Now, what was left was to make sure that you were alright. However, you pulled him into his own bed and started cuddling up to him. He was definitely surprised, and his face started glowing red.

The next day, you brought him a shit-ton of sweets to say thank you for saving you from the party. He tried to refuse the 15 cherry pies that you made for him, but you just shut him up with a kiss on the lips as you invited yourself inside. You made a point to inform Trey that these were for Ace and no one else, as he was your knight in shining armor, so to speak. The baker smirked as he saw the First Year sputtering and stuttering.

Deuce Spade

He doesn’t have too big of a social battery himself, but he still makes a point to present himself as respectful. However, you had grown oddly quiet, and he noticed. So, he pulled you into his room and asked if you were okay. There, you told him that you didn’t like being around so many people, and he offered to stay with you until the party was over.

Once he had informed the Heartslabyul group chat that neither of you would be continuing due to you being stressed out, and everyone was surprisingly understanding. Now, all that was left was for you to show your gratitude by yanking him into his bed next to you and you placing light kisses on his lips.

The following day, you invited him over to Ramshackle where a bunch of baked and cooked goods were awaiting him. You hugged him immediately, and pressed a kiss onto his cheek, and this alone had the man flustered. Don’t get me started on when you called him your hero, sat him down at the table, and held a bite of the food to his mouth.

Vil Schoenheit

Being a celebrity, he had to get used to rather large crowds. However, you were never a celebrity and instead got into a relationship with one. So, as the two of you were on your date, a paparazzi person recognized him at a cafe and the two of you had to flee. But, you did not flee quickly enough and you were eventually surrounded.

He took off his coat and quickly put it over you to cover you as he ushered you to the chauffeur, opening the car for you to get inside. Once you were situated, you quickly hugged him and thanked him for saving him. Since this was supposed to be a casual date, he was dressed casually and thus did not scold you for ruining his clothes.

The next day, you woke up extra early to prepare some smoothies for the two of you. You even went through the process of making them look aesthetically pleasing. Once Vil woke up, he saw you in the Pomefiore kitchen adding straws to the cups. He called your name, and you turned and revealed the smoothies, telling him that it was your way of saying thank you for saving you from such a large crowd.

Malleus Draconia

I feel like we can all agree that Sebek pretty much qualifies as a large crowd, so Malleus often feels suffocated by his knight’s will to serve him. However, once you had entered a courtship with the dragon prince, he noticed that you would always wince whenever the First Year started yelling and getting too close. So, one day, Malleus got in between you and Sebek and the former told the latter off.

Of course, part of it was because the sneaky fae knew that he would be receiving affection right after. And, his prediction was right. Because once the saddened knight went away, you told the prince to bend over at which you pressed a kiss to his cheek. The simple act of affection had him weak in the knees. Malleus Simpificus Draconia is his new name.

The next day, you showed up to Diasomnia with a container of ice cream. Lilia answered the door and you explained that you were here to thank your knight in shining armor for saving you from an uncomfortable situation. The bat fae gladly let you in, and even whipped out his phone to take a picture when you kissed Malleus.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sure, he may prioritize the young master, but you come second on his list. So, when Ace, Deuce, Epel, Grim, and Jack were all trying to talk to you at once and he could see you getting overwhelmed, he stepped in. He pulled you behind him as he stated, in a very loud voice, that you needed a break and that he would escort you back to Ramshackle. There, he extended his arm for you to take and he led you away. And yes, he left Grim behind.

As the two of you were walking, you quickly placed a kiss on his cheek. He froze in place as his face started going red, and you thanked him for rescuing you from likely trouble. You even added that he makes a great knight, as he protects civilians as well as the heir to the throne, and his heart was pounding against his ribcage.

The next day, you showed up to class early so that you could present him with a lunch that you had made for him. You stated that it was well-balanced and would get him through training with Lilia and Silver after school. The fact that you considered all possible factors in making him a lunch made him even more flustered than he was the day before.

Rollo Flamm

The two of you weren’t quite in a relationship as you had only just met a few days prior, but the two of you could tell there was a connection. Because of that connection, he could tell that you were very uncomfortable with going through the bustling market within the City of Flowers. So, he quickly took your hand and led you away from all of the people.

He instead led you to the bell tower that he often visits, as he is the keeper of the Bell of Salvation. There, he introduced you to the Bell, but while he was distracted you placed a kiss on his cheek and thanked him for saving you. His eyes went wide in shock, and he was about to whip out his handkerchief that he typically uses to hide his face when he noticed that it was gone.

Once he looked up, he saw you smiling and waving the piece of cloth in front of his face. For the first time, you saw a rather mischievous smirk on his face as he quickly ran off after you to try and get his handkerchief back. When he did, he noticed that it smelled like you. It was a sad day when you had to go back to NRC, but he is always reminded of you whenever he looks at the piece of cloth.

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[rintosei]

CHICKEN NUGGETS! — itoshi rin

☆ tags / warnings: fluff, curse words, fem!reader (rin calls you his girlfriend)

☆ prompt: "mcDonald's is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?" "it's 3 in the morning." "and?" "let's go." (from here!)

☆ author's note: im making way too many rin fics lately what the hell also happy 400 !!! thank u guys i love u mwah

you couldn't sleep.

that's the only thing you can describe what you're currently going through right now. looking to your side, you see rin sleeping peacefully and you felt a bit jealous.

you are tired, yes, but for some reason your body just doesn't want to sleep. you tried closing your eyes, tossing and turning to find the most comfortable position, and counting sheep in your head, but it doesn't work.

you were debating on waking rin up, but you would feel bad because he's had a rough day today, training with isagi and bachira. you checked your phone to see that it is now 3am, which makes you let out a sigh.

your tummy suddenly rumbled, suddenly feeling hungry.

"of course i get hungry this late at night," you grumbled to yourself quietly. "we have nothing at home though."

"why're you up this late at night?" rin's sleepy voice shocks you, making you gasp and almost fall out of bed.

you gave him a frown. "what the fuck, rin? could you at least let me know you're awake?"

"huh?" rin sits up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "i moved. you should have felt the bed shift, no?" you didn't answer, only keeping the frown on your face. "ugh, well mcdonald's is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?"

"it's 3 in the morning." you deadpanned, yet rin didn't seem to care.

"and? let's go," rin climbs out of bed and grabs two hoodies out of the closet. he tosses one to you, who is still on the bed, shocked about how easygoing he is about this. "why are you gawking at me like that? come on."

you scrambled out of bed quickly, almost falling down because of the blanket on the floor. you were about to grab your wallet, but rin stops you, showing his own wallet in his hand. you gave him a big smile, knowing that he's going to pay for your meal.

you both walked hand-in-hand, walking to the nearest mcdonald's restaurant. it is indeed still open, which makes you happy. you enter, and the staff greets you tiredly.

"hi, we would like to order the mcnuggets? six pieces one." you politely say, and the employee nods. he orders the people in the back to box them up, and it was quick too because the place is literally empty besides you and rin.

rin pays for the nuggets and he takes the box of nuggets from the employee’s hand.

"hey, uh, we added an extra two nuggets because we had eight nuggets left so we added the extra two for free since it's the last pieces of the night." the employee informs you, and you felt like you were the luckiest person on the planet.

"thank you, thank you!" you exclaimed happily, and you face rin with sparkles in your eyes.

you both sat down on a nearby bench outside of the restaurant and started eating the nuggets. "mm! this is so good," you hummed. "want one?" you gave rin one of the nuggets, and he happily takes one, munching on it.

"so, are you going to tell me why you can't sleep before?" rin asks so suddenly.

"hm? oh it was nothing serious. i just couldn't sleep for some reason." you explained, taking another bite out of the nugget.

rin hums in response and doesn't say anything else, basking in the silence between you two.

you eventually finished the chicken nuggets and threw away the box in a nearby trash can. once you sat back down, you laid your head on rin's shoulder, looking at the stars in the sky.

"they're so pretty." you commented, pointing at the sky.

"mm, but you're prettier." he blurts out which makes you choke on your spit.

"are you being cheesy right now?" you teased. "itoshi rin, the supposedly cold boyfriend, being a cute and cheesy boyfriend?"

"shut up," he grumbles, cheeks turning a light shade of pink. "can't i compliment my girlfriend once in a while?"

"hm, valid. but it's still weird hearing that, you know? it's like you've been possessed by something." you giggled, dodging when he was about to pinch your cheeks.

"wanna go back and try to sleep?" rin asks.

you shake your head. "no... i want to stay here longer if that's okay with you?"

rin nods and doesn't say anything else, the two of you sat in silence as you admire the beautiful night sky.

"i love you." rin says so softly.

you smiled. "love you too, rinnie."

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[kalorphic]

Can i ask for ROs reaction to MC being used? Like domestical things like someone keeps making MC do their job or getting coffee. And just in case u didnt get the amount of support u need, i think ur amazing: ur characters are all well written, ur twine story format is eye-catching, your gentle way with answering questions is appreciated and your complexion is beautiful ♡♡♡

I know this ask is old, but thank you so much for your compliments, lovely 🥹🤍 I can’t claim credit for the UI though, that’s all on the incredible @/outoftheblue-if !!

K: would have been informed by their minions in your department about this person. Luckily they’re at HQ, so they can get to you quickly. Fury sparks in their chest when they see you happily getting your user colleague a coffee. K practically prowls across the room, minions frantically throwing themselves out of the way, and makes eye contact with the bastard, who goes so pale, they might as well be dead. Good, thinks K, nobody messes with what’s mine. “You know who I am?” A nod. “You know who they are to me?” Another nod. K grins, all teeth. “Then you must be one stupid bastard.”

A: frowns at the sight before them. You’re giving a person a slightly strained smile as they dump another pile of folders, clearly their own work, on your desk. A is about to go over there and politely ask that the person do their own work in future, when said person snaps their fingers in your face and laughs as you flinch. It makes A’s hackles rise, and they’re by your side in seconds, shoving the folders back into the person’s hands with too bright eyes, a vicious smile, and enough force to make them stumble a few steps back. “Try that again, and I promise that you’ll regret it.”

Reese: feels their hands clench into fists as the anger wraps it’s way around them like an old friend. They’re usually so good at controlling their temper, but watching this person take advantage of you really ticks Reese off. Fortunately for your colleague, you catch sight of them and smile, allowing Reese to take a deep breath and force the tension from their body, returning the smile. Ahh, how whipped they were. Now calmer, Reese makes their way over to your user, and leans right down next to their ear. You don’t hear what Reese says, but the person goes an off green colour, frantically nodding their head. Your partner then turns back to you with a bright grin and a request to join them for lunch.

Luisa: raises her eyebrow at you running around for your lazy sack of shit colleague. She always knew that your good-nature would end up getting you into trouble, but lucky for you, your girlfriend wasn’t in a particularly forgiving mood today. She makes her way over to the person who thought they could use you, and grabs the back of their shirt, yanking them up to their feet and letting her smirk grow just shy of feral at the high-pitched squeal they let out. How pathetic, she thinks. “I think it’s time for the little piggy to do their own work, no?”

Cody: has had enough, they’ve born witness to this person taking advantage of your kindness stupidity too many times. They hoped that you would eventually tell them to back off, but it’s day six and you’re still acting like their servant. The next time it happens, Cody spins around on their chair, sneers at your user, and says very loudly: “are you so utterly incapable of doing your work that you have to fob it off onto other people? You might as well just quit at this point and save yourself from further embarrassment.” The person flushes red, and Cody laughs and then adds, much quieter: “apart from MC, I’m the best this place has got, keep pissing me off and I’ll ruin you.”

Noah: let’s their instincts take over when they see you being taken advantage of. It makes their blood boil. Noah comes up behind your colleague, completely silent, and leans down into their space, making the person jump. They start to snap something before they realise just who has snuck up on them. Noah grins at the fear in their eyes and the useless attempts to speak. “How sweet, such a scared little mouse.” Noah can’t help but laugh as the person whimpers. “You’re not even worth my time, so you’re certainly not worth MC’s. However, I’m in a good mood, so I’ll give you a piece of advice…if you want to live a long life, you’ll do your own work from now on.”

#ask #lol I’m so rusty with character asks #all ros #ro: k #ro: a #ro: reese #ro: luisa #ro: cody #ro: noah #cw threats #cw swearing #what’s this? #kalorphic answered an actual ask? #is the world ending?

[mjlovescm]

16- New year's party

Completed, 30 chapters, “Grey” Fezco O’Neill x black fem reader

Trigger/content warning: Mentions of blood.

It was New Year's Eve and instead of trying to enjoy the party, you were instead searching for your little sister. 

“Where the fuck is Rue?”

Before he responds, Fezco looks around before shrugging. 

“Fuck if I know.”

You gave him a baffled look and puling out a blunt Fezco ignores it. You knew he had come with her to the party, so you expected him to have at least some idea where she was. But then again, Rue recently had been very elusive; Among other things. It was the breakup with Jules. If you could even call it that. It had her a bit shaken up and although you trusted Rue, she was still a vulnerable spot, and you knew what happened last time when Rue and Jules had a situation.

“Okay, well, if you see her, can you tell her I’m looking for her.”

“Got chu.”

You get up to leave and Lexi takes a seat on the other side of the couch. 

“Hi Lex.” You wave and smile at her.

“Hi, have you seen Cassie?” She asked flushed. 

“No sorry. Have you seen Rue?”

“No, but will you let me know if you do?” 

“For sure, will you let Rue know.”

“Of course.” She says with a smile. 

Feeling a bit better knowing that Lexi would be keeping her eyes out for Rue, you continued your search. Remembering Halloween, you decided to check the bathroom and found Maddy banging both of her fist on the door. You knew if Rue was in there, Maddy would have been more patient, but you still wanted to check to be sure. Maddy’s mood changes instantly when she sees you. She smiles and comes towards you with open arms, pulling you into a hug. 

“Bitch, you look amazing.” She compliments you, pulling away from the hug. “If I was Fezco, I’d be careful tonight.”

You rolled your eyes playfully at The festival comment and thanked her for the compliment.

“Have you seen Rue?”

“No sorry.” Maddy tells you genuinely. “Have you seen Cassie, though? Lexi is looking for her.” 

“Nope. Are you sure she’s not the one in the bathroom?” 

“It's Nate, he's taking a shit.” 

“Ew.” You grimaced. 

“I know, and he’s taking fucking forever.” 

“If you see Rue, tell her I’m looking for her, okay.” you tell Maddy before leaving her to continue waiting for the bathroom. 

You continued your search for Rue to no avail and eventually found yourself right where you started in the living room. Originally wanted to ask Fezco or Lexi for help, but it seemed they were a bit occupied with each other. They were laughing, giggling, and even sitting closer than they were before. Shit, they were even blushing. Confused, do you watch their interaction from afar before Jules came up to them. At first, you were more confused as to why she was looking for Rue. 

Then you laughed to yourself, finding it a bit amusing that Rue was definitely dodging Jules. Then again, you didn’t blame her. After their conversation, you decided to follow Jules outside, if there was one person who would lead you to Rue, it was her. And just like magnets or ironically moths to a flame, Jules led you to Rue, who was outside in front of the campfire. Your plan now was to go inside and let them talk, but a moment later Ashtray came up to Rue, and she got out of her seat, Leaving Jules. Then Ashtray came up to you, conveying the same message. 

“Fezco’s about to get into some shit. If you want a ride, meet me at the car.” He tells you before scurrying away. 

“What kind of shit?” You called after Ash, but all he gave you was a quick turn and shrug before leaving. 

Quickly, you returned to the party less than a minute before midnight. Fezco had abandoned his seat next to Lexi, as well as his green sweater. Picking it up for him, you scanned the room and found him making his way towards Nate. Instantly, your mind flooded with many things, none of them good. 

“Happy new year!” The coward of people between you and them erupted. 

Deciding it was best to watch from afar, you keep our eyes on them. Fezco grabs a bottle and cup, pouring himself a drink. They had a small conversation and honestly things felt calm, that was until they clinked cups. And the bottle in Fezco’s hand swiftly met the side of Nate’s head, breaking on impact. You almost jumped at how fast things escalated, but found yourself frozen as Fezco’s fist landed blows and quickly Nate began to bleed. 

It was over just as quickly as it started, and Fezco was already making his way out. Shooting Lexi a mean glare before grabbing your hand and walking out of the party. Still in shock, you stayed silent until you were both in the car with Ash. 

“What the fuck.” You whispered to yourself, your mind still painted with the image of a bloody Nate.

“You good.” Fezco asks, noticing your disconnect. 

“Yeah-NO.” You look at him confused.

“What happened?” Ashtray asked from the backseat. 

“He just beat the shit out of Nate in front of everyone.” 

“Oh shit.” He says with a growing smile, but quickly you shut down Ash’s enthusiasm. 

“Oh shit is right, there was people recording Fez, why would you do that.”

He groans a sigh, still heated from his earlier actions. You wanted to say more, but stayed quiet to give Fezco time to clear his head. You get to his place and Ashtray’s the first to get out of the car. Jumping out of it like a little kid. Leaving you and Fezco to sit in silence for a minute like arguing parents. Not wanting to make a bigger deal out of something that was definitely a big deal, you shifted the focus to Fezco’s injuries and not Nate’s. 

“Come on, let me clean your hand.” You motion to go inside, and he nods before you both leave the car. 

You started by washing the blood that consumed Fezco freckled skin. Before pulling out cotton balls and rubbing alcohol, shaking the bottle before putting some onto the small white balls. You took his hand into your yours, gently pressing the soaked ball to his wound. He winces on contact. 

“Sorry.” You mumble, eyes flickering between his and his hand.

“It’s all good.” Fezco whispers in reply. 

“I still can't believe you did that.” 

He frowns, assuming your words came from a place of disappointment. But the chuckle you fail to stifle gives him a different idea.

“I mean, you really beat Nate’s big ass.” You say with a growing smile. 

“I mean, his bitch ass had it coming.” 

“No, forreal, maybe the brain damage will knock some sense into him.” 

You both laugh and joke as you apply band-aids to Fezco’s knuckles. 

“Thank you.” He says softly, bringing his index finger under your chin as he stands. 

Looking up at him, you hold his gaze for a moment before Fezco kisses you. 

“Happy new year, baby.” He says against your lips.

Next chapter ;)

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#mjlovescm #fezco x reader #euphoria #black fem reader #fezco #fezco o'neill

[offbranddrpepsi]

The snake and the mouse

Pairing: Viper x fem!reader Status: Oneshot Ao3 link: here

Rating: NSFW  Length: 1,945 words Request: Could you please write smt NSFW for Viper and a doctor fem!reader who is very composed in front of other people but in private does everything in her power to tease and seduce Viper? Like they could be working together on some project or smt and the reader will come up behind her and whisper things to her ear, maybe Viper says yes at some point Fic below ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

When you had chosen to go to college for biochemistry you never imagined it would have landed you here. Working for one of the leading technological giants alongside one of the most knowledgeable in the field was more than you could have ever dreamed of. At first you were intimidated by both your station and over seeing the doctor, but over time that changed greatly. The woman in charge of you, Sabine Callas, was a force to be reckoned with. Skilled with biochemistry as well as pharmacology and science in general she was well respected and revered at Kingdom Corporation. You worked directly under her as one of her researchers and chemists, answering her calls and doing whatever tasks she delegated to you. Originally you had started as just a lab technician passed around between the various doctors and scientists before being assigned to Callas’ team. She saw your talents in the field and promoted you quickly to her own personal team, often having you work directly alongside her on projects. 

The once intimidating aura of your senior had dissolved rapidly once you got to see her up close. The poised Dr. Callas gave way to the foul mouthed and competition loving Sabine. She would tease you all as if you had known each other forever, changing entirely behind the closed door of her lab but staying professional outside of it. One of these days you had decided to tease her back, leaning over her to whisper that her new haircut looked nice. The woman had only shot you a glare as she continued working so you kept at it, only escalating as time went on. Going from simple compliments, to very direct flirting, and eventually lewd comments that could easily get you fired; this one sided game amused you endlessly. You had been infatuated with Sabine since you first met her. She was beyond beautiful and her ferocity had only attracted you more, her amazing intellect was like the bow on top of a present. Being able to flirt so casually with her was one of the many highlights of your day and the fact she occasionally blushed or groaned at you made it all the sweeter. Until today you had only ever gotten comments telling you to get back to work or an occasional forced thank you, but that had changed in a matter of seconds. Walking into her office you carried her usual order of coffee, one of the peace offerings you often brought her. She was working on finalizing a research paper that the two of you had been working on for the past few months, her face showing intense focus. Taking advantage of her not paying attention you snuck behind her and sat the coffee down. “You look so captivating when you’re focused,” You teased, seeing her visibly tense. “ I wonder what you’d look like when you let loose.” “Would you like to find out?” Her laptop was closed as she looked at you over her shoulder. You were so caught off guard at her statement that you barely noticed her moving things off her desk and standing. With a swift motion she had you pinned between her and the desk. “Are you going to answer me or are you just going to retreat like a little mouse?” “Um Sure?” Stampering out somewhat unsure, you were not expecting this turn of events but you were certainly not complaining. “Are you truly sure you wish to do this?” She teased as she grew closer to your face, her emerald eyes resembling a predator looking at its meal. “I don’t think the little mouse is ready to play with a snake.” As her face was so incredibly close to yours, you saw your perfect answer. A bit harshly placing your lips onto hers you heard a growl come from her throat as she shoved you further onto the desk, you now sitting on it with your feet dangling off. Her chair had fallen over as she pressed herself against you, you jumping slightly at the bang. “Aw, is the mouse frightened by a little noise?” Breaking the kiss she looked over hungerly. “So precious.” Making her way to your neck it was almost like she was trying to devour you, her teeth pressing into your flesh hard enough you nearly bled. Before you could protest she moved on from the spot to bite and kiss the rest of your neck, without a doubt leaving bruises in her wake. Pulling back slightly she let out a low laugh, “perfect.” Giving your shirt a pull she let you take it off yourself, taking the time to pin some loose strands of her hair behind her ears. “Mmmmm,” She hummed as she looked over at you. “So this is what you were hiding from me all this time, what a naughty little mouse.” Before you could retort her mouth found the exposed skin of your breast, leaving what was covered by your bra alone. She peppered kisses across the area, occasionally drifting back up to your throat to pull small sounds out of you that seemed to satisfy her. You squirmed as she teased you through your bra, grasping your breasts and massaging them far to slow for your liking. “Now, don’t be hasty. You have to earn that mouse.” Releasing you she stepped back slightly and took her own shirt off, the dark green fabric being dropped on top of yours into a colorful mess. The sight of her in a black lace bra was astonishing and made you even more warm than you already were. Her breasts moved as she did, pressing against yours as she leaned into you. “Go ahead, you have my permission.” Using your legs you pulled her to where there was little to no space left between the two of you. You ran a hand through her hair and with a small tug got her to tilt her head to the side. With special care you returned the assault to her neck, not biting as hard as she had but still covering her in marks. Sabine didn’t make a single sound as you worked, you had to look up to get any indication of if she was enjoying it. Her eyes pierced you, a look of satisfaction on her face. That was all you needed to continue your work as you moved to unclasp her bra. Giving you a small sound of affirmation you took the piece of fabric and dropped it to the floor with the rest, loosening your legs from her waist to get a look at her. Sabine looked absolutely divine right now, her entire form had to have been crafted by the gods as you thought no one could look this delectable. Taking your chance you took one of her nipples in your mouth, flicking it with your tongue before toying with it. A hand found its place in your hair, the grip tightening as you went over the bud. You kept at your teasing until she harshly pinched your side. With that you swapped to her other breast, giving it a much more loving treatment. As you pulled away and took in some breath Sabine nearly tore the bra off your chest, settling her mouth on your breast in turn. She made a show of shifting between pleasurable sucking and stroking with her tongue and slightly painful grazing with her teeth. You let out small moans and wiggled against her as she swapped between the two mounds, you could feel her smiling against your flesh as she was obviously enjoying herself. “Pants off, now, make it fast.” She commanded as she pulled back. You complied and slipped out of them, leaving you in nothing but your remaining underwear. Her face looked as if she was about to pounce on you and consume you that second. With little pressure she pushed you back on the desk, making you lay with your back on it and your legs parted. Sabine took her time removing her own pants, casting you a disapproving glance every time you moved to look at her. Taking place between your legs she looked over at you with a satisfied smile, “You can’t go back now little mouse, so, are you sure you want to let me toy with you?” “Yes ma’am,” You responded with a smirk, seeing her expression shift for a moment before returning. With that her mouth found yours again as her hands found your thighs, running across the inside of them. You ached at your core, the moist warmth pooling between your thighs becoming agonizing. Sabine's fingers traced across your clothed vagina, one of her chuckles coming from her throat as her fingers found their way inside. Moaning in her mouth as careful fingers brushed your sensitive flesh you were starting to get desperate for her. As her fingers started making slow work of you, circling your clit but only ever passing over it rarely, her mouth found your breasts again. A flurry of moans and cries left your mouth as she drew this out as long as possible, seeming to enjoy playing with her new toy. “Sabine please,” you managed to get out, her fully stopping everything she was doing. “Hm?” she hummed as she removed her fingers from you. “What is it you want?” “Please,” You took a breath, enjoying the short break from the over stimulation. “Please let me cum, hard.” Her face looked pleased as she took your underwear off and moved her face down between your legs. Trailing bites across your thighs you felt her bite particularly hard close to your hip. You could feel a small bit of blood run down your thigh before a piece of cloth was placed on it. Looking at Sabine she only gave a single response, “Mine.” Kissing the bite she moved lower and lower at an agonizing pace that caused you to fidget below her. Nails cut into your thighs and held you still as her mouth was placed on you, the sensation sending you spiraling. She played with your clit expertly, passing her tongue over it and sucking occasionally to keep you just on the edge. Her tongue delved inside of you for a moment, hitting its desired spot and causing your hips to arch with pleasure. You whined and begged, desperate for release from the enchanting woman. Hands release your thighs as her mouth moves back to your bud, fingers taking their place inside you. She worked slowly, curling and thrust her fingers as she licked and sucked your clit. You felt her moan against you, letting you know she was getting herself to her breaking point as well. As she neared her end she sped up her assault, her fingers and mouth sending overwhelming waves of pleasure over you. It didn't take long before you felt yourself come undone, your vision going white and her name coming loudly out of your mouth. As you climaxed she kept going, drawing it out for as long as possible until the pleasure had become too much and you were begging for her to stop so you could breathe properly. As you panted and tried to ground yourself once again you caught sight of her grabbing a tissue to clean her hands and face up, even taking the care to clean you up some as well. Leaning over you, your mouths found each other again, lazily making out as you wrapped yourself around her. 

“Oh, I’m not done with my mouse yet.” She sounded smug as she stroked the side of your face. “ We’ve only just begun.”

#viper x reader #valorant x reader #viper valorant

[thesecrimsonstrings-if]

You saying that the hunter's female voiceclaim is Yukinoshita's just made me imagine her saying "I love you, MC" in that beautiful voice of hers https://youtu.be/0Dpk4o3wO4o

I'm losing my minddddjakd

“For all your whining and complaining, you did ended up agreeing to go to the festival with me.”

Oh, you were enjoying yourself immensely on seeing Reiko so flustered. A smug smile smile plays on your lips, bordering on a fondness that has the hunter huffing with the tip of her ears turning red.

“Don't mistake my intentions, akuma. I merely agreed so you'd stop prostrating yourself in front of me.”

You gawk at her bluntness, making her giggle at the offended look on your face. “N-now now, let's forget all the embarassing details and get on with the festival. The fireworks show should be starting soon.”

Not awaiting Reiko's response, you grab her hand and drag her along. However, in your efforts to forget about the embarassing way that she reminded you of the reason she agreed to go, you fail to notice how blood was rushing to her head and the way her pulse was racing underneath her skin. All from the place where your hand met hers.

When you finally reach the place where you'd get the best view of the fireworks, you turn to look at the hunter trailing behind you. Your breath hitches at the sight of her sequin smile and the way she's looking at anywhere but you. The yukata she's wearing does well to compliment her rosy pink cheeks.

A soft smile automatically forms on your face at the sight. “Rei-chan, have I told you how adorable you look when you blush?”

The colour of her face grows even more tomato-like. “I told you not to call me that, you moron! You absolute buffon! You soul-sucking bat!”

You can't help but laugh at the way she's hitting your arm with just enough force to not cause much pain. Even when Reiko was aware that you'd heal quickly, she did her best to not physically hurt you.

“Sorry, sorry!” You manage to choke out in-between giggles, hands gently grabbing the hunter's to stop her assaults. She struggles for a bit before eventually giving up and looking away.

Reiko huffs, seemingly annoyed but not making any more moves to free her hands from your grasp. She eventually turns to look at you before suddenly being greeted with the sight of your teasing smirk having been smoothed out into an expression that speaks of nothing but pure adoration.

She gulps, hating how her heart skipped several beats at the sight of your shining eyes which reflected the festival lights, hating how the sole sight of your loving gaze on her had paralysed her as a whole.

There was no use denying it. Reiko was in love with you. Truly, deeply, and so utterly devastatingly. Oh, how you would be the last dream of her soul.

Fireworks set off in the distance and you break eye-contact to look up in awe as the night sky lit up with temporary stars. Your hands squeeze Reiko's, subconsciously making sure that she's here to experience this with you. A reassurance that there will be many more festivals, many more summers to come which you'll spend by her side.

“[Name],” the hunter whispers in the midst of the fireworks sound and people cheering.

“Hmm? What is it, Reiko-chan? Is the current show not to your liking?” You turn to her with the questions, a little concerned with how she had her sole attention on you and not the actual event.

She shakes her head in response. “I'm fine. I just wanted to thank you for bringing me with you.” She finally separates her hands from yours, rubbing her right arm. “I– I had a splendid time.”

Your ensuing laugh is subtle, charmed by Reiko's shyness and honesty. And it has her right in the palm of your hands. Not that you realised that.

“Ah, I wasn't expecting you to be so honest, Rei-chan,” you can't hold back on teasing her. “Looks like the planets have aligned tonight in my favour!”

She doesn't respond to your remarks like you'd have expected. Instead, she continues to smile at you like it was poison to want you, yet she consumed it willingly anyway.

“I had one more thing to tell you,” Reiko whispers, the volume of her voice so low that you'd have missed it if not for your enhanced hearing. She steps closer to you, an unusually bold move that has you stuttering a little.

“W-what is it?”

People in the background murmur about how it was time for the grand finale of the fireworks show. And indeed, the inky black sky is littered in one blinding light that perfectly falls on Reiko's face. You try not to gasp as all her features are bathed in gold, making her seem ethereal.

“Watashi wa...” she breaths out, gently touching your cheek and resting her forehead against yours. “Anata ga suki yo.”

And just like that, your heart goes off like a firework.

#asks #yes i was in the mood for some fluff #this will hopefully get me out of my writing slump #y'all will get a more dramatic confession in the book tho 👀 #teehee #ro: i tachibana #ro scenarios #these crimson strings #bonnie nonnie

[sunny6677]

This wasn't requested, I just thought of this for Eddsworld scenarios

So basically the scenario for this is; what if the eddsworld boys had a friend(this is romantic btw) who while seemingly upbeat and cheerful, was actually very depressed? This is meant to be of comfort to those who are experiencing this. Please, if you do have this, it's okay to be afraid to reach out and seek help. Take as many time as you need. When your ready, you can seek therapy.

This is Part 1, so I'll be doing part 2 later on

TW: DEPRESSION, SUICIDAL LETTER MENTIONS, SUICIDE, SUICIDE MENTIONS, DEPRESSION MENTIONS, SELF-DEGRADING.

Matt:

- You had always been a ray of sunshine to him, and he had always been one to you. The both of you, constantly full of energy, were best friends. You two had always gotten up to antics that annoyed the others, usually you tagging along with him and doing something stupid in the process.

- The obliviousness that had clouded his mind in twisted and tangled knots, unable to realize that something may have been wrong with you. The way you carried yourself somedays, a briefly sad look on your face that returned back to happy upon being stared at, etc.

- He never thought much of it. You were a fairly cheerful guy/girl/person! You weren't ever sad. Well.. at least in front of him and the others, anyway.

- But he quickly changed that perspective the day he found you in your room, appearing to be.. crying?! No, no! This wasnt good! His cheerful little cheerio was sad! Did someone make you sad?! The rushing questions entered his mind as he rushed towards you, frantically speaking.

- Upon minutes and minutes of begging you to answer him, you finally gave a truthful answer. No smile, no laughter, just tears. The empty words came out of your mouth: "I'm depressed, Matt."

- He stayed quiet, as you continued on. You went on and on about how much you hated yourself, how you were selfish, how you were a horrible person. You sobbed, the shivering words came out of your mouth: "I.. people would just be better off without me.."

- You suddenly felt a gentle touch on your cheeks, that quickly brang you closer to your ginger haired friend. He spoke: "Thats not true at all! You aren't a horrible person at all! You aren't selfish, none of that! You are a good person, your kind, sweet, everything I could ever ask for! I.. I may not understand how you feel, but I can assure you, you are worthy! Your a wonderful human being, and I mean it!"

- Tears formed at the ends of your eyes, you continued telling him about yourself. You told him that he was too kind, that he didn't deserve you. You kept degrading and degrading yourself until eventually, you felt your body be pulled foward.

- A tight embrace surrounded you, your eyes were shrouded with a dark shade of purple. Gentle words formed from Matt: "Y/N, you arent horrible.. you always consider what other people have to say, your kind, your generous to everyone around you.. when you feel better, we can go grab something to eat.. and from then on, I'll be by your side. I promise."

- Never had you cried so much in your life before, his kind words flooded your brain, as your muffled wails sounded into his chest.

- After that, he kept his promise.

- He was always by your side. Anytime the others left you out of something, he always went "What about Y/N?!" or "Hey, Y/N should do it too!". He would defend you with determination from any danger or mean person, compliment you continously, etc.

- When the time came for when you were ready to tell the others, he gave you an encouraging smile. After you told them and their endless comfort, they encouraged you to get a therapist, offering to pay it for you. As much as you declined, they kept going. And eventually, you gave in.

- Weeks later, you found yourself grateful about what happened that night. Your depression wasn't gone, but you slowly started to feel better thanks to your therapist. It seemed like there was a slight glow of sunlight that would peek into the rains. And as more days and weeks passed, you felt the rain begin to fade and the sun begin to grow closer.

- You were getting better, and it was all thanks to the encouragement from your friends.

Tom

- Tom was like a black cloud in comparison to the rest of the white ones around him. Like a dead flower in a field of sunflowers, he looked sad. He knew the hardships of the world, but it seemed none of his friends were actually bothered or aware of what could come.

- And seemingly, you were one of them.

- Tom couldn't help but feel that you were different from the others, even though you were seemingly just some more intelligent clone of Matt. Cheerful, playful, happy. That was what your personality was, those few traits summed up.

- Of course, the others never bothered to think much of your always happy personality, they had thought of you as just really happy! The energy radiating off of you would radiate onto them, to the point where they didn't think much of the world around them.

- But Tom.. he felt as if there wasn't anyway there could be someone so happy. Sure, Matt was pretty happy go lucky, but he had his sad moments too. Usually for pretty minor things, or occasionally some pretty serious things.

- Regardless, he suspected there was more to you. No matter the situation, a big fat smile was on your face. When you had gotten rudely rejected by someone you had been pining after for a while, you didn't cry or show any sadness. You just laughed, and went along with your day.

- And when Eduardo had been pretty rude to you all day, making fun of your looks and personality, you still didn't cry. You just laughed at him and smiled, and went along with your day once more.

- A part of him kind of aspired to be like you, always so kind.. patient.. loving. But another told him that something was wrong, and he didn't like it.

- One day, while searching for something that had gone missing from his room, he found a paper on the top of your desk. He picked the delicate item up, and his void filled eyes began to scan across the page. At first, his face seemed normal. But as he continued on.. it slowly grew into a horrified expression.

- You.. the one who had always been so full of joy.. had written a suicide letter.

- The paper fell out of his hands, as endless panic filled his head. He never felt this feeling before, and he didn't like it. You.. you had went off into the bathroom, right? Surely.. you couldn't be..

- He had ran like he never ran before in that moment, not stopping until he had found the bathroom. Heavily, he began to bang on the door. His yells had been muffled from behind the door, so had his banging. He panted and panted, until finally.. you opened the door.

- There you were, confused and concerned at his sudden burst of anxiety. You couldn't even answer, as you felt his hands grip on your shoulders. He heavily panted your name, the panic fading in and out every few seconds.

- You asked him what was wrong, the only thing he answered with... was a tight hug. He felt so protective at that moment, you felt overwhelmed. You asked what was wrong, but that only triggered a response irrelevant to your question out of him.

- You felt him let go quickly. He faced you, a face full of worry and anger. The words that came from his mouth made you tense, a feeling of shock entered your body; "Why do you have a suicide letter?!"

- His anger, while directed at himself and not you, came across as if he was angry with you. Which only made you more tense. You smiled, softly as tears began to run down your cheeks. Your voice quivered, "Heh.. I guess you found it, huh?" You muttered.

- You began to explain all the little details of why your letter existed before he could say anything. You explained that you hated yourself, that everyone around you hated you. You cried, saying that you were always so annoying. That everyone would be so much happier if you were gone.

- He cut off a yell he had been prepared to do, and quickly took a deep breath. With a soft hand on your shoulder, he began to reply as calmly as he could; "Y/N, you aren't a waste. Your.. your more than that. To be honest, you and.. Matt are the one thing that holds this whole group together in the first place. Without the two of you, this whole group would just.. fall apart. I'm.. I'm going to help you get through this, I dont know how, but I will.. i assure you, as dark as it may seem in this.. tunnel, there is a light at the end. And I'll help you get there, I promise."

- You felt more and more tears form inside of your eyes, and you then started to whimper as you held on tightly to him. As shocked as Tom was from the hug, and as much as he hated touch, he grabbed onto you and held you close. He listened to the sounds of your pained wails, rubbing your back slowly.

- The sounds of your crying had been heard by the others, seemingly as you saw them head up the stairs and their shocked faces upon seeing you. They rushed foward, asking question after question with endless concern.

- Soft touches were felt all over your body as they tried to figure out what was wrong, asking Tom what happened and all that. Tom, in the softest voice he could do, asked; "Y/N.. hey, do you want to tell them?"

- You thought about immediately shaking your head, you couldn't bear the thought of them finding out what was wrong. But.. the encouragement from Tom you had received earlier, it.. motivated you. You stopped yourself from saying 'No.', and with a shaking voice, you nodded and began to speak.

- The looks of empathy and concern filled their faces as you confessed how you felt: they were a lot to process as you cried your heart out. Soft embraces came from all of them, as sweet words of comfort filled your ears.

- They assured you, like Tom, that they were gonna help you get through this. Matt, even if he didn't understand what you felt like, was understanding and validating towards you. Edd, somewhat understanding how you felt, validated your feelings and understood you. Tord, completely understanding how you felt, did the same as the others.

- From then on, they treated you a bit.. differently. Considering how you felt about things instead of thinking you would like it cuz you were always so "happy", comforting you even if you cried at the most minor things, defending you from people who didn't quite get it. This feeling.. you felt selfish for what they were doing for you, but some part of you felt.. happy.

- They encouraged you enough for you to get therapy, and of course, sunlight began to seep in to the rainstorm that was your depression. After a few weeks, you and Tom began to date. You loved his calm demeanor, his sweet British accent, his musical talent. Everything about him. And most of all, he loved everything about you.

- Months and months of therapy went by, and after a while, the rainstorm was gone. Little ounces of it remained, sure, but there was mostly sunlight now. As you smiled to your boyfriend with joy, you then smiled at the sky. For the first time in forever, truly, you were.. happy.

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[edensrose]

Hello dear! How are you? Can I make a request please?

I always suffered with my smile, people always said my smile is ugly and now (even with all the comments) I'm trying to accept it more. I saw you are taking requests for Irmo, so could I request some comfort with Irmo and a reader that struggles to smile because of the bad comments and all?

If you don't feel comfortable with it, it's ok. Just let me say how much I love your blog❣

( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ irmo ⠀〳 reader⠀ ❜࿔

· ⊰ synopsis. what would irmo's reaction be to discovering your insecurities about your smile?

· ⊰ note. hello love! I'm doing great thanks, I will absolutely do this request for you! I must say though — I am so, so sorry that such a thing happened to you. I've been on the receiving end of being told my smile isn't pretty either on too many occasions so I really do sympathise with you. please please never let anyone EVER weigh you down, you are beautiful for merely being you 💕

ʚ It all started when Irmo had taken notice of you covering your mouth whilst you laughed - or smiled. At first it was faint, but then he had started to take more notice of it. You tended to do it every time you laughed or could feel a smile coming on

ʚ It confused him. Sometimes you would even forget to do it and quickly bring your hand up. He couldn’t help but wonder why you hid your smile from him. And then he realised that was far from the case. No. You hid your smile from everyone

ʚ Eventually, he decided to ask you about it. A simple: “Oh, come on. Let me see your smile, will you not?” when you just so happened to commence your habit once more

ʚ Needless to say, his joyous mood dulled when he saw how you visibly dimmed. But before he could ask what the matter was – you shocked him with the lone phrase of:

ʚ “Don’t you think my smile is ugly?”

ʚ He was taken aback, stunned. But soon, he took your hands into his, eyes scrambling to find yours so that you could see there was no lies as he spoke

ʚ “Certainly not! How could you smile be anything of such?” And then he realised. . . “Who told you that?”

ʚ You weren't sure if you had ever seen Irmo's expression display such dismay — nor the particular shimmer in his eyes, one of protectiveness

ʚ In an attempt to sate the newfound chill in the air you simply placed a hand over his and explained that this was something which occurred a few times. So much so that you deemed it not worth smiling, or 'bothering people with your smile'

ʚ He was flabbergasted, but from that day on he swore that he would never make you feel as though you had to feel subconscious about your smile

ʚ Irmo made it his life's mission to make you laugh, to see that beautiful smile that always took his breath away — and when you would delve into your little habit of covering your mouth, he'd ever so gently tell you that he wishes to see your pretty smile, kindly asking if you'd allow him such a privilege

ʚ He would be most gentle with you in other instances too. Always telling you just how beautiful you were to him, in stuff that wasn't even related to your smile. He wished to show you just how special you were to him

ʚ He takes every chance that he can to compliment you, in every aspect of your life. His main goal was to lift your self-esteem as much as he possibly could

ʚ Probably also asked some of the other ainur if they could help him out with this, so that you could see how truly special you were — not just to him but everyone else too

ʚ And if anyone told you otherwise? Well, he'd give them a very stern talking to

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[minqci]

hi! can i request soft relationship hcs with kaeya? your writing style is really enjoyable to read<3

♡ kaeya as a boyfriend would include...

: ̗̀➛ how did you meet?

➸ you met when he and jean were looking for lisa in the library. you were the only other person there with official status, so they asked you about her.

➸ kaeya's eyes caught you reading one of his favorite books. after jean left, he stayed a bit to talk to you about "official business".

➸ one thing led to another, and eventually he visited the library everyday to talk with his favorite little bookworm. every time he came in his eyes were always gleaming with excitement to see you.

: ̗̀➛ how did he confess?

➸ the way kaeya confessed was always a memorable thing for the both of you. it was the mondstadt ball, everyone was dressed to impress. even with the many people hoping to keep kaeya company for the night, he was constantly looking for you.

➸ you arrived a bit late since lisa took forever choosing the perfect outfit for you, but when you did, so many heads turned your way the moment you entered the room.

➸ even if you were quiet, you were still known around mondstadt because of lisa. so seeing the library assistant who's kept to themselves look so stunning was a surprise for everyone.

➸ but no one was as star-struck as kaeya. even though he was your closest friend, (and admirer) he's never seen you like this. no matter how many times he's imagined it, nothing compared to how you looked that night.

➸ he walked up towards you, bent down and asked, "may i have this dance?" you obviously agreed, quite shyly.

➸ even though kaeya appeared to look suave and cool that night, his heart was actually beating out of his chest. tonight was the night he wanted to tell you how he felt, and he was incredibly nervous.

➸ you were both at the center of the building, surrounded by dancers and couples, quietly swaying to the music.

➸ at this moment, kaeya held your hands and said, "you...are everything to me. i can't imagine going a day without seeing your smile, hearing your laugh or listening to your sweet voice."

➸ he paused, regaining his composure. this was one of the rare moments you see kaeya blushing. but he continued and asked, "please, will you be mine?"

➸ for a second, you froze. but you quickly nodded, your face flushed from surprise. he found this adorable, and gently pulled your face towards his.

➸ "thank you." kaeya whispered. "what's there to thank?" you asked, confused.

➸ "thank you for saying yes, thank you for being mine...and thank you for this." he leaned in and kissed you softly. it was gentle and tender, just how you imagined it would be except better.

: ̗̀➛ first date?

➸ with kaeya being who he is, he didn't count your wonderful ball dance as a first date. he had planned every detail of your first date and he wanted it to go splendidly.

➸ it started off with kaeya picking you up with flowers in hand. he was wearing a casual button up with a blazer, a nice pair of boots and pants that complimented your outfit well.

➸ you both walked across mondstadt, a little awkwardly since it was your first date, but you still held hands the entire way.

➸ he brought you to many hidden treasures around mondstadt. since he had plenty of connections, he knew all the best places around the city.

➸ he brought you to an amazing restaurant with dishes from all around teyvat. it surprised you that there were very few people in the building.

➸ then he brought you to a gorgeous jewelry shop and even though you insisted that he shouldn't, he bought you a beautiful necklace with a shining snowflake charm.

➸ lastly, he brought you to a secluded building with no one else around. it looked sketchy, but when you entered, it was a beautiful and huge library.

➸ all the walls were lined with books and ladders to reach the highest of shelves. you turned to him, your face already showing enough confusion from your expression.

➸ he began to say that ever since he fell in love with you, he started rebuilding this old library. it took him a year and a few months to turn it into what it is today. all for you.

➸ you weren't usually so confident but you jumped into him and gave him a kiss, he quickly pulled you in and leaned against a bookshelf so he wouldn't loose balance.

➸ his hands started to move all across your hips, going down to your thighs and heading back up to your waist again. your arms were wrapped around his neck, playing with his ponytail.

➸ when you pulled away, both your faces were flushed but you still smiled warmly at each other.

➸ "thank you, kaeya. really." you said. he brushed his hand against your cheek and said, "anything for you, my love."

: ̗̀➛ when you're sick?

➸ whenever you're sick, kaeya puts everything on hold. even something as small as a cold would make him leave work just to be there for you.

➸ you insist that you can handle yourself but he never listens. he always makes you soup and keeps you company. most of the time he buys you sweet treats and stuffed toys to make you cheer up.

➸ it does cheer you up, but also a little guilty because of how much he was spending on these things.

➸ but what definitely made you happy was when he bought you new books whenever you're sick. he would always get you the books you've talked about, which shows how great of a listener he is.

➸ you would read quietly in your bed, wrapped in a blanket with kaeya right next to you. he didn't care if he would get sick, he wanted you to be comfy.

➸ surprisingly, he hasn't gotten sick from you yet.

➸ even though you always tell him you don't need his help, you always feel better whenever he's there. you're so glad that you found someone as kind as him.

: ̗̀➛ what do you both do in your free time?

➸ when you and kaeya are free, you usually spend time together at home because kaeya is tuckered out from training or working all day and you don't like going out anyway.

➸ you sit on the couch with kaeya on your lap just playing with your shirt and talking about his day while you read a book and stroke his hair.

➸ once in a while he'll sit up and kiss your cheek, which surprises and flusters you. you tell him to stop but he keeps doing it anyway.

➸ on other days, you bake together. kaeya is a surprisingly good cook and baker, so he's a master in the kitchen.

➸ most of the time he's the one cooking and you're trying your best to follow his instructions. you usually end up covered in flour or having some kind of food on your face when you finish up.

➸ kaeya finds this adorable, he just pinches your cheeks and laughs at how messy you are.

➸ you usually become upset and pouty, which he immediately stops with a kiss. a long, gentle one which made your face way too red.

➸ even in baking he teased you to death.

➸ in the end the food ends up delicious, which kaeya thanks you for even if he baked 90% of it.

➸ it was these types of activities together that made you and kaeya become closer than ever. and made you both fall deeper in love.

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[bastillewolf]

Shinigami Eyes (II)

Pairing: Corpse Husband / Reader

Summary: After you distastefully kill Corpse in a game of Among Us, he wants you to make it up to him and invites you to come over for the week.

Notes: Thank you so much for the love on the previous chapter, I’ve never gotten this many notes before. I hope you enjoy, and maybe leave an ask if you want to? I can’t promise I have time to do them, but I’ll pick out a couple.

Also, I might rewrite this. I kinda rushed it because I wanted to finish it by tonight, but there will be a final and third chapter to this afterwards. Please do let me know what you think.

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Shinigami Eyes - Pt. II

5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Impostor

You were teamed up with Sean.

Your fist violently slammed down on the desk. “Goddammit! I don’t want to be impostor anymore! This game has no compassion for my poor nerves.” It was the third time in a row now, and you were really craving to do normal tasks now without all the scheming. “Fuck it, I don’t care if they kill me. I’m just gonna do my thing without thinking about it.”

You decide to follow Toast for a bit to watch him do some task. You kill him in Laboratory. You vent back to Launchpad and take your time walking towards MedBay while the kill button restores. You meet up with Corpse, and follow him while pretending to do wires in the Y-hallway. You watched the green bar go up, and continued. Sabotaging and then fixing lights, you made sure your place with Corpse was settled. Then the body of Lily was reported.

As you expected, Corpse easily vouched for you as he’d seen you do a task. The round was skipped, though Rae was sussed for ‘chasing’ Sean, by his own words.

“Corpse, you’ve grown weak,” you muttered to chat.

You were in Greenhouse, and decided it would be best to kill him there and sabotage Reactor. “Sorry baby, but I can’t keep following you around.” You quickly set off Reactor and murdered him in front of the plants. “Your blood shall keep the plants hydrated.” You did an evil laugh. “Pretty sure that’s not how it works, though.”

You vented down to MedBay and as you walked out you met up with Rae. She’d be the vouch who would confirm you weren’t anywhere near Greenhouse. “I’ll just have to fix my own sabotage so they’ll never suspect me.” You helped her with the handprint, and noted Sykkuno and Felix being there. Sean sabotaged lights, you killed Sykkuno, and ran out to follow Lily into Laboratory. Felix reported the body.

“Holy shit,” Rae gasped. So far, five people had died. You only needed to kill one more person. “It was Felix!”

“Wait, what?” the man in question asked. “I was fixing Reactor!”

She mentioned that only you, Sykkuno, Felix and herself had been there and that you’d helped her do handprint. “Sykkuno must have fixed it, and then you killed him!”

Sean asked if you’d seen anything.

“No, the lights were out. I followed Rae into Laboratory after the scan.” Your voice didn’t tremble or raise, a tactic you’d taken up from the best lair in the group. Well, the one who was now dead. Oops. “I haven’t seen Felix this entire game, though.”

He was evidently at a loss for words, so the group was quick to vote for him.

Pewds was ejected.

Victory.

You thanked Sean for a good game who was laughing his ass off. “I can’t believe you did Corpse like that! Poor guy!”

“I deadass thought you were innocent,” Corpse replied, “I’m hurt.”

“Why do you still sound dark and menacing when you say something like that?!”

You agreed with Sean heartily, “He’s just salty I’ve bested him at his own game.”

“Hey now, no need to actually insult me.”

The group laughed. You decided to call it for the night, right before Corpse did the same.”

 ***

He was calling you again. “What is it this time, you salty?”

“Salty? Nah, never,” he said, but you weren’t convinced.

“Then why you calling?”

“What, I can’t call my friends after playing a nice round of Among Us?”

“Not when you lost the game and you call the person who you lost to. Kinda sus, dude.”

“Alright, maybe a little salty.” You smirked.

“Aw, you need me to make it up to you?”

He laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

A bunch of thoughts, most not rated PG-13, crossed your mind. You were suddenly starting to feel uncomfortable. This was probably just something innocent, which got twisted in your fucked-up mind. You shrugged, “Uh… I don’t know.”

“I got an idea.”

“What is it?”

“Come over this week. You said you needed a break, right?”

“That sounds more like you’re doing me a favour instead of me making it up to you.”

“I don’t have any friends. You’d be making it up to me by being the first physical person here in years. I usually don’t invite people over.”

“Wow, I’m flattered. So, you don’t consider me to be your friend after all?”

“You know that’s not what I meant,” he chuckled.

“Sure, sure. Tell me that again when my presence suddenly brightens your life making you not want to get rid of me, ever.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.”

 ***

You walk through the gates following a hoard of people, all the while still feeling drowsy from not getting any sleep during your flight. At least you didn’t have any turbulence and landed safely. Glancing around here and there with no result, you figured Corpse would be waiting outside, until you spotted a figure clad in black a little ends away by the escalator. You were glad you were still awake enough to have found him, because he appeared to silently linger halfway behind a fern.

At least, you hoped it was him. The only indications were his clothes, mask and dark hair. You saw him run a hand through it, and identified the chipped black nail polish and familiar rings. Oh yea, that was him alright.

He seemed to be paying more attention to the floor until he saw two feet appear in his line of sight. “Hey,” you awkwardly greeted. A bit taken a back, he replied, “Oh, wow. Hey.” A mask was covering the bottom of his face, but as far as you could see his eyes were a very dark shade.

“Wow?” you repeated. He chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Yea, sorry. It’s a compliment.” You held your elbow out in a safe-distance gestured hello, but he shrugged you off. “You’re gonna be staying with me anyways.” Suddenly in a daze, you felt him wrap his arms around your waist and instantly hugged him back. His baggy sweater felt warm and soft to the touch, and strands of hair tickled your face. You very much tried to repress your smile and blush, but how could you? Hugging someone wasn’t supposed to feel this good. When he pulled back he reached down to take your suitcase from you. “I don’t own a car, is it okay if we take a cab?”

“Y-Yeah, of course,” you stuttered, “But it’s on me. Same with food and stuff.” “Don’t worry about it,” he chuckled. “No, you’re letting me stay with you and a hotel would’ve been a lot more expensive than this. It’s my treat.” “Yeah, we’ll see.” He gave you a look and even with the mask you could tell he was smirking underneath it.

It’s about half an hour drive to his apartment complex, and it’s rather nice. “All that YouTube money paying off, huh?” you asked in amusement. “You’d know,” he replied. You insisted on carrying your suitcase up the stairs yourself, which he silently shook his head at, until after a few flights he noticed you struggling and settled on carrying the thing in between the two of you. “How many clothes did you bring?” “Oh, it’s mostly filled with bricks I might need to throw at your head.” He laughed at that.

His apartment was simple, but cosy. “Home sweet home,” he said, almost sarcastically. You furrowed your brow at him. “I’m sure you could’ve had it a lot worse.” He reluctantly agreed.

He helped you set down your luggage in what appeared to be his bedroom, where the curtains were still closed and the black bedsheets fresh. He had a few pieces of fanart up on his wall, and some on his closet. You turned to him and gave him a look. “You’re not sleeping on the couch.”

He quickly shook his head, “You’re not sleeping there. If you won’t let me sleep on the couch I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“If you’re sleeping on the floor, I’m sleeping on the floor.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” he murmured. “What?” “Nothing.”

He suggested playing video games as you were both too tired to do anything else. You’d landed quite late yet were still confused about what time it actually was. Flying is weird. You hopped onto his couch and grabbed a controller.

He sat down next to you, but suddenly seemed tenser than before.

“You okay? You can just go to sleep if you want to.”

He shook his head, “Nah, I don’t sleep a lot. It’s fine.”

You didn’t stop looking at him, though. He was still wearing that mask. “You don’t have to take it off, if you don’t want to. I understand if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“It’s not that, I just…” He took a deep breath. You hadn’t expected him to take it off then and there. You stared at him, your mouth slightly agape, controller barely held by your numb hands.

“Disappointed?”

It was as if he was expecting you to make a face or something, but you didn’t give him anything, except for a blatant “Nope” and an “Are we gonna play now or what?”

“You don’t have anything else to say?”

You shrugged, and looked him up and down again. “You’re kind of what I imagined you to be.”

“What’s that?”

“Handsome.”

Neither of you could stop smiling for the rest of the night.

You eventually forced him to sleep in his own bed, even going as far as to shove him into the room and keep your weight against the door so he couldn’t get out, so he eventually relented. “Inviting you here was a mistake.” “How come? All I’ve done so far is look after you!” “You’re a nightmare.”

You mostly stayed in for the week, which you didn’t mind at all. Being in such a closed-off environment with someone you got along with was nice. He attempted to get you to lift the weights in his room and succeeded for around fifteen minutes until you nearly dropped a dumbbell on your foot. You ordered take-out from his favourite restaurant, watched horror movies until you adapted to his sleeping schedule because you were too scared to close your eyes now, and even streamed a bit together with your friends.

“Wait, is Corpse with you?” Rae had asked.

“No, I’m at Corpse’s. He’s sitting across from me so I can’t see his screen but we’re gonna have to share the Discord unless you want to hear an echo.”

“Ah, man! You got to see his face, too?” Sykkuno whined.

“Stop simping, Sykkuno. You get enough attention from him already.”

“Don’t worry, I still love you,” Corpse said.

“Huh?”

It was probably a good thing that you got teamed up again, because you could indeed start to see his hands shaking right as the word ‘impostor’ appeared on the screen. You reached over and stroked it with your thumb. He smiled gratefully back at you.

“Just please,” he pleaded later that day, “Sleep in the bed. If only for one night.”

“No. I’ve heard about and now seen your sleeping habits. If you take the couch you’re never going to get any sleep.” You made a real effort to show him how comfortable you were – even though your back had started to hurt already after the first night – by crawling underneath your blanket and rubbing your head into the soft pillow. He snorted.

Next thing, you feel yourself being lifted by an arm underneath your knees and one around your back. “Corpse! Put me the fuck down!” you shrieked. You knew he lifted weights, but how the hell did he still have the energy as an insomniac? He ungracefully dropped you onto the matrass and turned the lights off. “Good night.”

You quickly got hold of the back of his hoodie before he could leave and pulled. He fell down next to you with a low huff. “Fine, I’ll sleep in the bed. But only if you sleep here too.”

“I snore.”

“Don’t care.”

For some reason, there wasn’t any tension or awkwardness. You were comfortable, and the soft rhythm of his breathing seemed to soothe you. He called out your name, to see if you were still awake.

“Hm?”

“…Thanks for coming over.”

“Any time.”

This was how you would spend the rest of the nights, and whenever either of you woke up suddenly curled up around the other, you didn’t mention it or move away from it. It was the first time in years Corpse got a few nights of complete rest.

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[animeomegas]

Imagine that Sasuke is having problems with his 'future alpha', he doesn't understand some dating methods and ends up 'reluctantly' going to ask Itachi's alpha.He just blushed saying 'I can't believe I'm doing this but I need some advice'.Itachi's alpha comes home late looking happy and Itachi holding his dog asking where he's been.

Anon: I think Sasuke would only start liking Itachi's alpha after they help him stand up to a bigger, stronger, more trained betas and/or Alphas. Because I don't see him as someone who might ask for help from anyone, and his brother's alpha somehow saw them bully him and push him around, so they tell him how to one up those annoying people. (Maybe buy him ice cream or something after). This young Sasuke vs Itachi's alpha thing should be a show, because I'd sell everything I own to watch it.

(Anon 1: This is a big brain idea, anon, thank you for your service 🤭 I changed it a little, how that's okay!)

(Anon 2: I think you're absolutely right that Itachi's alpha does something big for Sasuke when he's at a low point, and it ends up changing their relationship for the better in a lot of ways. I decided not to go with bullying though, because Sasuke seemed to fit this scenario moreso. Also, ahhh, I'm so happy you're liking this mini series!!!!! I'm having so much fun writing it and it fills me with joy that other people are enjoying it just as much!!!)

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Okay, so, Sasuke has never been the most intuitive when it comes to emotions. And he’s also never been great at acknowledging or learning about culture surround a/b/o dynamics because he’s always been adamant that he doesn’t care for it or need it.

But now Sasuke is starting to think that may have been a mistake. Because things are going wrong with this whole courting situation (that Sasuke still can’t believe is happening to him.)

Things were fine! But now the alpha courting him is getting colder and not wanting to train as much, and Sasuke doesn’t know what’s changed! He’s angry and upset about it.

He’s been brooding for about a week about the whole situation, but now he’s decided to ask someone for advice.

His friends are useless. His mother just laughed and told him it would work out if it was supposed to. Shisui is on a mission. He’d rather die than ask Kakashi sensei. So, unfortunately, he had to ask his brother, even though he was sure to get some embarrassing and invasive questioning from him. The sadist.

So, he goes to see his brother.

Who isn’t there.

His brother’s alpha tells him that Itachi is out with their pup all day running errands and taking him for his bi yearly check-ups. But Sasuke needs to know what’s going wrong and how to fix this now! He doesn't have time to wait for Itachi to be done with his stupid errands!

His brother’s alpha notices how tense he is and asks if he would like to stay for some tea, and Sasuke accepts before he thinks about what he's doing. Their relationship is much better nowadays but Sasuke can’t help but feel a little awkward around them still.

…

“Here,” they say, sliding two teacups onto the table. “You like green tea, right? It’s the only type we have in, you know what Itachi’s like with tea.”

“Green tea is fine,” Sasuke says politely if a little stiff.

His brother’s alpha sits down at the other side of the couch with their own tea, and the two sit in silence for a bit, each sipping their own tea

“Sasuke,” they say, shooting him a concerned look. “If you need me to go and get Itachi, I can. You don’t look well, he’ll come back in an instant if you ask him to.”

“No,” Sasuke answers quickly. “It’s fine… I…”

Here goes nothing.

“I’m just having a bit of trouble at the moments, is all, and…”

Itachi’s alpha nods, obviously listening intently with a look of concern on his face that is making this both harder and easier for Sasuke at the same time.

“Go on, Sasuke, I’m listening.”

“I’m sure Itachi told you about my… my er situation,” Sasuke starts, wishing he could punch himself in the face for phrasing it like that.

“That someone’s courting you?” they ask gently.

Sasuke only nods, face burning. He can’t count the number of times he’s told Itachi’s alpha to their face that he’d rather die than enter a courtship. This is so awkward, why is he doing this?

“Did they do something to make you uncomfortable, Sasuke?” they ask immediately after seeing his hesitance. “Because if they did, we can sort it out together okay? It’s not your fault.”

“No!” Sasuke immediately protests far louder than he intended too. “They didn’t… They didn’t do anything, I just… I think I did something wrong…”

Sasuke pretends to drink his tea to avoid having to elaborate any more, despite the fact that it’s still too hot.

“What did you do that was wrong?” they ask, voice still quiet and soothing and Sasuke hates how comforting he finds it. Like it or not, his instincts had branded Itachi’s alpha as ‘safe’ many years ago.

“I don’t know,” Sasuke admits, fiddling with the rim of his cup. “They seemed sad one day and I just thought they had a bad day or something, but now they’re… cold.”

“They aren’t behaving how they were behaving before?”

Sasuke shakes his head.

“Is it possible they have an issue at home or with some of their friends? It might be something in their personal life that's upsetting them.”

Sasuke shakes his head again.

“They seem fine when they’re with everyone else…” he admits. “It’s just me.”

Sasuke forces back the burn of tears he can feel behind his eyes. He will not cry. He won’t do it.

His brother’s alpha hums sadly.

“And you want to figure out what happened?” Sasuke nods. “Okay, why don’t you walk me through what happened on the days leading up to the mood change.”

And so Sasuke does.

He tells them all about how they would meet for training every day and Sasuke would bring two bento boxes for lunch, and then they would sometimes go shopping or go out to eat. Things he hasn’t told anyone about yet. And as he's talking, he really can't see what the problem is, everything seems fine! But maybe Itachi’s alpha might know some alpha thing that he doesn't. Sasuke can easily admit that it’s not his forte.

“I see,” Itachi’s alpha says after Sasuke had finished his story. Sasuke’s tea sits cold on the table next to his brother’s mate’s empty cup. “I think I know what happened.”

Sasuke looks up immediately. No way they’ve already figured it out that easily!

“They thought you were rejecting them,” Itachi’s alpha says simply.

“Wha- But…we spent everyday together! How could that be a rejection?!”

“When an alpha is courting an omega,” they start to explain. “They’re trying as hard as they can to prove to that omega that they can be a good mate.”

“I know that,” Sasuke snaps.

“Listen to me for a second, Sasuke," they softly reprimand. "So, when an alpha, particularly a younger one, is courting an omega, they are very sensitive to rejection, they look for it everywhere.”

“Why?” Sasuke asks, dumbfounded.

“Well, when I was courting your brother, we weren’t that much older than you are now, and I remember thinking that he was the most perfect person in the whole world,” their eyes take on a faraway look as they reminisce. “I was so sure that he must have had hundreds of alphas clawing for his attention every day, and so I was desperate to prove to him that I could be a good mate.

“With every gift, on every date, I would watch his reaction to everything, overanalysing every laugh and smile and frown. I loved him so much, but I couldn’t help but think that he would reject me at any moment. He was too good for me, and I knew that. It always felt like he was humouring me, especially at first.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Yeah,” they laugh, unoffended by Sasuke’s harsh tone. “Looking back, I guess it was, but what I’m trying to tell you, is that I can see how some of your actions could have been taken as rejection by a young alpha who was expecting to be rejected.”

“But…” Sasuke says, looking lost. “I didn’t want to reject them, I don’t understand.”

“Here,” they continue patiently. “Let me explain it to you like this. When you went out to eat, you paid for yourself even though they offered, right? Because you didn't want to burden them?"

“Yeah,” Sasuke trails off, unsure what that has to do with anything.

“But to a young, hormonal alpha, you’re basically telling them that you don’t trust them to provide for you, the one thing they are trying most to convince you."

“But I wasn’t-“ Sasuke protests.

“I know you weren’t,” they reassure him. “But that’s the sort of thing that will run through an alpha’s head at that age when courting. Also, you told them you wanted to train with them because you thought they were strong because you wanted to compliment them, right?”

Sasuke blushes but nods.

“And that’s great to start with, but eventually they would probably start to wonder why you wouldn’t want to train just to spend time with them. And you also told them that you had plenty of leftovers to make their lunch with so that they wouldn’t feel like they were burdening you, right? But that just made them feel like you weren’t going out of your way to do something special for them, even though you were. Do you see what I mean now?”

Sasuke blinks, rapidly trying to wrap his head around all this new information.

“And I also have a guess as to what pushed them over the edge into thinking you were rejecting them.”

“What is it?” Sasuke demands. “Tell me.”

“Did they make that scarf for you by hand, Sasuke?”

“Yes,” says Sasuke hesitantly.

“And they scented it?”

Sasuke nods affirmative.

“Did you give anything back?”

“I… Just said thank you… is that not right?”

Itachi’s alpha shakes their head with a patient smile.

“A handmade and scented gift is the most important and meaningful courting gift that there is, Sasuke,” they explain. “It’s what you give to someone to ask them if they want to move from courting to something more serious, to intended mates.”

Sasuke blushes and feels some panic rising in his chest.

“I didn’t know!” he blurts, feeling the need to explain himself.

“I know,” they rush to reassure him. “But the etiquette dictates that the omega, if they wish to move onto that stage, gives the alpha a handmade and scented gift in return, no later than a week after the original gift was given. They must have been very nervous waiting for you, and very upset when you didn’t even let them down softly.”

“It’s been two weeks,” Sasuke whispers, mortified that he had missed something he should have known. This makes so much sense. The sudden depression, the awkwardness at training, the nerves after they had given him the scarf. He’s such an idiot. Against his will, Sasuke starts to feel tears burning at his eyes again. He messed everything up!

“Oh, Sasuke,” they say, scooting closer to him. They hesitantly lay a hand on his leg, and Sasuke makes no move to push them off. “It’s alright, you can fix it.”

“How?” he sniffs, furiously wiping away any tears that manage to escape. “They probably hate me now.”

“Come here,” they say, pulling him into a hug. And for the first time ever, Sasuke accepts a hug from his brother’s alpha.

“It’s alright,” they soothe. “We can fix this, I’ll help you.”

“What can I do?” he questions, feeling miserable.

“You need to make them something and scent it. Then you can explain what happened afterwards, but the gift should go a long way in smoothing over any ruffled feathers. I can help you make something, what do you want to make?”

Sasuke shrugs, still resting his head on his brother’s alpha’s shoulder.

“How about some cupcakes? Itachi and I were planning on doing some baking with the pup tomorrow, so I have all the supplies. And I’m sure we have some ribbon lying around, you can scent the ribbon and use it to tie up the box, how does that sound?”

“But what will you use tomorrow?” Sasuke asks, feeling a little better, but still red in the face.

“I can buy more, Sasuke, don’t worry, but this is a courting emergency, so we have to do it now, okay?”

“Okay.”

…

Itachi comes back from his errands just in time to watch his mate helping his little brother tie a ribbon around a box of cupcakes. The kitchen is covered in baking supplies and empty bowls of batter.

Did they bake cupcakes together?

Itachi can’t believe it. He had been trying to get them to get along better for years.

When Sasuke sees him standing in the door, he blushes and, holding the box of cupcakes to his chest, pushes past him and out the door with a quick nothing more than a quick and murmured greeting.

His pup wiggles in his arms and demands to be put down. He obliges and they immediately run to his alpha for a hug.

“Hey there, buddy, have a good day?”

“It was boring,” they complain. “And the mednin had cold fingers.”

Itachi’s alpha laughs.

“Well, I know something that might make you feel better,” they tease.

“What?! What?!”

“Uncle Sasuke made you something very special,” they say, bringing down a spare cupcake from on top of the counter, iced in his pup's favourite colour. The way his pup’s eyes widen at the sight of it, makes Itachi smile. “You can have it after dinner, okay, and next time we see uncle Sasuke we have to remember to say thank you.”

Itachi watches in amusement as his pup nods furiously and immediately runs off to go wash up for dinner, despite the fact that Itachi hasn’t even started cooking it yet.

“Did you and Sasuke bake together?” Itachi asks, still unbelieving of what he had seen.

You smile, understanding how crazy that must have been for Itachi to walk in on.

“Yes, we… had a little bonding session,” they say. “I’ll tell you about it later, I promise.”

Itachi accepts the answer despite his curiosity and joins his alpha is cleaning the kitchen so that he can start cooking dinner.

And if both of them were smiling too much, well, neither of them brought it up.

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[storiesforallfandoms]

inspirational ~ corpse husband

word count: 1589

request?: yes!

“Hi! I was wondering if you could do a corpse husband imagine where the reader has a feeding tube? If you can’t that’s perfectly fine, I just haven’t been able to find one yet.”

description: in which the group plays with a popular streamer that has a feeding tube and corpse tells her how much she inspires him

pairing: corpse x female!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of chronic pain and cancer, also i only know a little bit about feedings tubes, i tried to do research in order to make myself more familiar but if there’s a lot of inaccuracies or anything i am very sorry i’m gonna try my best

masterlist (one, two)

Corpse listened to his friends shouting at one another to accuse each other of being sus. As usual, there was no use in trying to get a word in. Corpse spoke so softly that no one would even hear him unless they wanted to hear what he was saying.

“(Y/N)!” Toast suddenly exclaimed. “You’re being very quiet right now.”

“Because my damn tube is mixed up in my headphone wires!” (Y/N) exclaimed, sounding like she was far away from her mic. The group chuckled and continued with their conversation about who they thought the imposter was.

(Y/N) was a known Twitch streamer and YouTuber that rose to popularity when she started a series on her YouTube channel to show her journey through cancer treatments. Long before his own sudden boom in popularity, Corpse had watched all of her videos and became invested in her Twitch streams as well. Being someone who also struggled with chronic illness and pain, Corpse felt a sense of hope watching (Y/N) go through her treatment and still seem to optimistic in life and so productive in her YouTube and Twitch channels.

When Toast messaged the Amigops group to ask if anyone wanted to join his Among Us lobby with (Y/N), Corpse jumped at the chance. He hadn’t had much time to speak with her alone, but he was hoping to be able to tell her how much watching her content lifted him up during his worst times.

The meeting ended with no one being voted and brought them back to the office of the Polus map. Since they were playing with proximity chat, the argument from the meeting immediately continued with Rae and Toast warning everyone to stay away from Sean, who they were susing at the second imposter after already voting out Charlie.

Corpse watched (Y/N)’s pink astronaut run out of the office, silent amongst the chaos. He waited a moment before deciding to follow her, hoping he could meet her somewhere alone so he could talk to her.

He ran into O2 and noticed a pink bean in the boiler room stood by the water wheels. He ran in and stood in the doorway a moment before speaking.

“Hello (Y/N).”

“Ah fuck!” (Y/N) exclaimed. “Corpse! Don’t scare me like that!”

Corpse chuckled. “Sorry, I’ll warn you next time.”

“Are you here to kill me?”

“Maybe.”

“I’m okay with that. I feel like being killed by Corpse Husband in Among Us is like a rite of passage at this point.”

Corpse slowly approached (Y/N) to which she quickly ran away from him to the other water wheel. He laughed again before assuring her, “I’m not an imposter, you can trust me.”

“I don’t think I can, but I will choose to trust,” she told him.

“I actually came looking for you because I wanted to talk to you.”

“What did you want to talk about?”

There were so many things running through Corpse’s mind. He just wanted to blurt out everything he had thought about (Y/N) and her story, to thank her for giving him hope, to tell her what an inspiration she was. But his words caught in his throat and he struggled to get anything out.

Finally, he said, “What’s it like trying to be a streamer with your...with the um...”

“The feeding tube?” (Y/N) finished for him. “You can say it, Corpse. It’s not exactly a secret.”

He sighed, glad that she had a joking tone about it. “Yeah, with the feeding tube.”

“It’s annoying,” (Y/N) admitted. “Like...I’m assuming you’ve seen my streams or my videos but for the sake of anyone watching your stream who hasn’t: I have a nasogastric feeding tube, or an NG-tube, which is a feeding tube that goes in through the nose. As cliché as it is, just picture Hazel Grace from the Fault in our Stars. Additional cliché, I have it because I had cancer and the treatments left me so malnourished that I need a feeding tube even after I’ve gone into remission. So, because it’s tubes that are connected in my nose, I keep getting my headphone wires tangled in my tube or, very rarely, my mic wires, and it’s fucking annoying. It hurts like a bitch when I go to stand up and I yank the wires  by accident or something.”

“Does...does anything else hurt? Because of the cancer or the treatment or anything?”

“Not as much as it used to. I went into remission like nearly a year ago, so I’m doing better. It’s a process, but it’s had an amazing outcome in the end so I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“I find you really inspirational,” Corpse finally blurted.

He felt his face heat up with slight embarrassment as (Y/N) giggled. “You do?”

“Yeah. I followed your series about your recovery and I’ve watched some of your livestreams every now and then. What always stood out to me was when you talked about the negative side effects of your treatment, and eventually having to put the feeding tube in and how you’ve found that effects you, too. Being someone with chronic illness and constant pain, I’ve also had those days where it feels like even getting out of bed is too much work and I don’t feel like I can stream or make a video, but then my anxiety tells me that everyone is going to forget about me if I don’t make some type of content, so it’s just an internal struggle when really I should be resting.”

“Being a content creator and having an illness is tough,” (Y/N) agreed. “It feels like you can’t take a day off. I sometimes regret making that series because on days that I felt absolutely awful, I didn’t want to film or edit anything, but I felt like I had to because so many people were watching. Ironically enough, that became the topic of one of those videos; I just sat in front of my camera looking the worst I think I’ve ever looked on camera and talked about how exhausted I felt just from being alive, but felt like I couldn’t rest because of my channel. That’s when I started taking longer breaks between videos and streaming. Your fans won’t leave you, not the true fans anyways. They’ll always be by your side even if you decide to disappear from the Internet forever.”

Corpse half smiled to himself. “I’ve thought about doing that sometimes.”

“It’ll be easy for you to do that where you’re faceless. No one would bother you even after you left the Internet cause they’d have no idea it was you unless you spoke.”

A brief pause in their conversation caused them to hear Sean yelling as he ran past the room. (Y/N) giggled and walked out of the room. Corpse followed, hoping to continue the conversation somewhere else.

“It means a lot to me that you think that about me, though,” (Y/N) continued as she ran into the storage room. “I find you pretty inspirational too.”

This took Corpse by surprise. He didn’t know how to respond. Sure, he heard that all the time from his fans, and it always meant the world to him to know that people found him to be an inspiration, but it felt different to hear that from someone he had looked up to for so long.

“I wish I could’ve been a faceless creator like you,” she said when Corpse didn’t respond. “One of my biggest regrets is probably showing my face online. Although, it wouldn’t make sense for me not to show my face when I’m making a series about cancer treatment, but people can be mean. Even when someone is struggling with illness or a disease, the Internet doesn’t care. Whatever makes them feel better over someone else feeling like shit.”

“I still get a lot of hateful messages even though I’m faceless, though.”

“You do, but you’re so unbothered by it. Publicly anyways. When I get messages about how sickly I look I get so overwhelmed with sadness and I just wanna delete my channel forever. I can’t even fake not caring because it really does effect me.”

“Stick with me, I’ll teach you my ways. My favorite is trolling the troll.”

(Y/N) chuckled. “I’d like that a lot.”

Corpse watched (Y/N)’s pink bean approach his black one. “I’m glad we had this chat, Corpse. It made me really happy, but now it also makes doing this a lot harder.”

Corpse gasped as a kill animation popped up on the screen and (Y/N)’s astronaut quickly disappeared into the nearby vent. He was stunned into silence for a long time, just watching his ghost floating above his dead body. To make matters worse, (Y/N) had closed the door to storage so no one would find his body unless they had to go in there.

Charlie’s ghost floated through the walls and came to float next to Corpse’s. “Figured out Jack wasn’t the other imposter, huh?”

“Yeah,” Corpse said, laughing. “She really had me fooled. Buttered me up with compliments then killed me.”

“I taught her well,” Charlie comments before floating away again.

Corpse couldn’t help but laugh about the situation. He wasn’t mad, more impressed than anything. And he was a little happy; he got to talk to someone that had always been an inspiration to him and he made a new friend.

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[peachyysugaa]

enhypen maknae line as e2l troupe requested by anon

– sunoo

how you became enemies: sunoo is so friendly i don't see how he can make any enemies ;;-;; maybe if you're also a bubbly person, it's an unspoken but real bubbly person competition? JFLGAKLJA basically you just send smiles to each other and everyone thinks you're good with each other, but they're actually lowkey menacing o.o'

"hi sunoo! ^^" is actually ugh you -_- and "hi y/n!! :D" is really try me biss :D

how you became lovers: the both of you eventually become tired of this weird competition you have going on and decided to finally talk to each other. after that, you two start over, become closer and even become best friends that slowly develop feelings for each other!

let's be honest, people were already shipping the two of you, so to see you two finALLY dating makes everyone so happy to see their it couple come to life.

you close your locker door to find someone behind it. this someone was none other than your notorious rival, kim sunoo, with that stupidly charming smile of his.

"hi y/n!" he says to you. usually, his words are laced with a hidden poison, but this time, you detected none of that. raising your eyebrow, it prompts him to go on. "can i talk to you for a moment?"

"sure!" you agree with the best smile you could muster. to outsiders, it may look cordial, maybe even just two friends talking to each other, but the two of you knew that it was far from friendly. nevertheless, you follow him into an empty classroom, where the two of you drop your smiles the moment the door closes. "what is it, kim sunoo?"

he lets out an exasperated sigh. "you know what this is about, y/n, don't give me that."

rolling your eyes, you cross your arms over your chest and shift your weight to one foot. "maybe i do, but i want to hear you say it."

"fine, fine," sunoo says with his hands raised. "i just want this stupid competition of ours to end."

"oh thank goodness you're tired of it too," you admit relieved. "i don't even know we started this anyway."

"whatever the reason, it's all over now," he replies, for once with a genuine smile on his face, for once directed towards you. if you said it didn't make you feel even one thing, you would be lying. you're hyperaware of every move he makes as he takes a few steps closer to you with an outstretched hand. "truce?"

"friends," you claim with your own grin and shake his hand. without knowing it at the time, this was the start of not just a brand new friendship, but also the start of blossoming feelings between the two of you.

rest of the maknae line under the cut! <3

line break insurance please ignore and enjoy!

– jungwon

how you became enemies: jungwon always managed to overshadow you in Everything, which prompted you to become angry/jealous of him. he, on the other hand, never meant to uptake you in a lot of things. he just knows what he wants and follows his own path and intuition, so he sees you as a friendly rival. not knowing that you hate his guts, jungwon treats you fairly even during the time the two of you went head-to-head for student council president, which he won, making you his vp.

he admires your hard work, but he doesn't know why you treat him somewhat coldly though he just brushes it off (much to your dismay)

how you became lovers: as pres and vp, you have time to get to know each other, but jungwon's kinda oblivious to your disdain for him and he just compliments you often because he admires your hard work! i think jungwon's the type to also remind you to take breaks because he sees how much you do and he doesn't want you overworking 🥺🥺 you notice how much he cares for you despite being president himself and your hate for him transforms into equal admiration!

he confesses to you first because you're a little slow on picking up that he likes you.

"y/n-ssi," the voice calls to you, prompting you to look up from your paperwork. upon lifting your head, you see that the person is indeed the student council president, yang jungwon, your longtime rival.

"yes, jungwon-ssi?" you reply, with a little sting to your tone. if he noticed it, he paid it no heed as always and simply walks forward to your desk, placing a carton of your favorite drink from the vending machine.

"don't overwork yourself, it's getting late," is his blunt answer before walking away. you just stare at the drink sitting on your desk as he's going out the door but peeks back in, appearing very catlike. "and y/n-ssi?"

"huh?" you say rather lost.

jungwon chuckles at your agape face. "you always stay longer than you should. if you end up working until dark, come by my office. i'll walk you home."

with that, he shuts the door softly while simultaneously opening a new door to your heart that was beating way too quickly for your own good.

– niki

how you became enemies: niki's got that class clown vibe down PAT. he plays way too many pranks on you, which sets you off. when you two are in the same room, everyone has to deal with your bickering. well, more like niki's verbal teasing and your nagging responses. needless to say, everyone knows your relationship with the prankster and knows by now to leave the room if the two of you are there together.

in truth, niki has a crush on you, but he didn't know how to express it. pulling pranks is his love language 😔💔

how you became lovers: just like one of the hyung line members, he takes it too far one time and actually makes you cry. he feels so bad that he panics and decides to fess up to you.

he asks his hyungs for advice before leaving a bunch of gifts and a letter for you to read because he's not sure if you want to see his face. either way, he's waiting for you at a park bench so that he can tell you his true feelings in person.

there's a quick rap of knocks on your front door before your mother tells you to go answer the door. getting up from your bed and wiping your tears away, you're still hurt from what riki had done to you at school this afternoon but get up anyway to see who was there.

peeking through the hole, you're confused when you see no one. instead, you open the door to a stuffed version of your favorite animal and your favorite snacks. when you pick up the items, you see that the envelope attached to the animal is real and has your name written on it. closing the door, you quickly open the letter and scan through the handwritten note to find out it's an apology note, from the one and only nishimura riki, the very source of your tears.

it was sincere and moved you enough to get changed and run to the park where he said he would be waiting for you. when you arrive, he indeed was sitting where he said would be, but he stands up slowly, mouth agape from your appearance.

"i..." you take a moment to catch your breath from running while he walks towards you to meet you partway. "accept your apology, riki."

"y-you do?" he blinks a few times as if to make sure it's not just a dream.

you just nod quickly and finally straighten your posture while finally taking in the right amount of oxygen. "yea, now tell me what you wanted to say. why couldn't you say it in your letter?"

"well, i..." he pauses, not thinking he would get this far. you wait as he tightly closes in his eyes to muster up his courage. "i've liked you all this time, y/n. i'm sorry i couldn't express that properly, but i'm willing to start over if you would let me."

hyung line version here!

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[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part Ten. Faces

warnings: swearing, hate comments word count: 4.1k (not including pics)

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A/N: sorry its late!!!! this feels rushed but i was just too excited to get to some parts!!! also i have had some parts written out for SO long that they dont even feel cute to me anymore so im literally praying to every deity rn that you guys think its cute lmao anyway enjoy!!!!

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It had been about a week since Karl's slip up but everything was already more normal than Y/n had expected it to be. Of course, George, Sapnap and Quackity were all very understanding and gave her space while simultaneously reassuring her that she was safe with them. She fully believed it too, she knew she was safe with them and they weren't going to tell anyone her name.

The one unusual thing was now she had a heavy guilt, like someone dropped another sandbag in her stomach, every time Dream texted her. If the others knew, it was only fair that she tell him her name too, right? I mean, it's Dream. Dream! The boy who had quickly slipped his way into her life and, though she wouldn't admit it to Karl or Naomi, her heart.

But how? Does she just come right out and say it or wait until it gets brought up? She hadn't practiced telling anyone her name because she wasn't planning on doing it any time soon. Though, maybe she should have been seeing as she was going to see them all in person in a little over a month.

Regardless of the guilt, Y/n had other things to worry about today; Quackity was coming to visit. Karl had picked him up from the airport and the two of them spent all day catching up and doing who knows what but Y/n still hadn't met him. She was scared. She wasn't scared of Quackity, but scared because it was the first time one of her online friends would be able to put a face to her name and voice.

Y/n shuffled across her living room rug and reached for her phone on the coffee table, looking for some sort of distraction while she waited for them to arrive.

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Y/n rolled her eyes but smiled, shaking her head as she threw her phone on the couch. Okay, he's right. It's gonna be fine. It's gonna be great. It's just Quackity. If he said anything rude or annoying or anything she could literally just step on him like a bug.

A sharp knock on the front door of her apartment snapped her back into reality. She shook her limbs of nervousness as she made her way to the door, two familiar voices begging to be acknowledged from the other side.

"Let us iiinnn!! Y/nnn!!!!" Karl whined.

After countless times asking the same question, she finally convinced Karl that she was okay with him using her real name in front of Quackity. He clearly still felt guilty about telling the boys her name, asking her multiple times in different ways whether he should call her Y/n or Bugsy in front of the guest. She finally got it through his head that she didn't mind either way.

"Hold on!" she yelled back. She unlocked the door and swung it open to see Karl and Quackity. "So impatient."

"Holy shit, you are tall! Goddammit, I thought that was a joke!"

Y/n laughed shyly at the greeting, looking at Quackity like he was crazy. "Hello to you too. Tried to warn you, dude."

"Yeah but, damn! You're tall and attractive, what the hell?"

"Dude," she said with a warning in her voice. She thought the flirting on Twitter was funny, but in real life she got embarrassed easier and wasn't a fan. "I'm about to kick you out of my house before I even let you in."

This was weird, meeting Quackity before meeting some of her other friends. She loved Quackity, but she had known George much longer and Sapnap even before that. There was no problem with meeting Quackity, she just had no idea how to act since she felt like she hardly knew him.

"Am I allowed to tell people that you're hot?" he asked as he fell on her couch, Karl following right after.

"Quackity!" Y/n yelled, her face heating up at a compliment. "Seriously?"

Karl cackled and shoved Quackity. "Shut up, Alex! No, you're not allowed!"

"Sorry, is that compliment reserved for Dream?" He cackled at his own joke and Y/n's face heated up even more.

"I seriously will kick you out of my house."

"You wanna be flirty on main but not in real life?" Quackity scoffed.

"I'm not flirty on main, you are!" she laughed. "Seriously, don't."

"Okay, sorry, I'll stop," Quackity promised with a laugh in his words.

The three of them fell into easy conversation, mostly because Karl and Quackity were already comfortable around each other at this point. They eventually decided to go to the mall, just to mess around and do something.

*reminder: covid doesn't exist in this fic bc we only want happy things so ignore their masks :P*

Y/n frowned as she unlocked her front door, staring at her phone. She had been so happy with all the fans freaking out about the meetup so she looked at the trending list, expecting to see a flood of keyboard smashes and happiness, but that's not all she ended up seeing. BUGKARLITY was trending, so she scrolled through the tweets and was upset to see not all of them were positive. In fact, when she typed her name in the search bar, lots of the tweets using her name were rather mean.

A few that stuck in her head called her an attention whore and said that her friends only flirted with her because she paid them too. Who on earth would even do that? Some hurt way more than others but she tried to push them aside. It wasn't like this was the first time she had seen comments like this, but they had only gotten worse since her Minecraft date with Dream. She was worried it was cause more hate for her friends and the last thing she wanted was to be the cause of their own hate.

She typed several different messages to Dream, deleting them all after she reread them. She felt like she had to request the same thing from him in a different way. Maybe because she felt like his words meant more, even if he really was just joking like the rest of them. She decided to call him instead of texting.

"Hi!" he chirped happily from the other end.

"Hi, Dream," she said as her chest filled with something warm at the sound of his voice. "How are you doing?"

"Good," he dragged out the word. "How are you?"

"Okay."

"Just okay? What's up?"

"Um," she started, immediately forgetting the words she decided she'd use. "I just... would you mind, uh, not flirting with me so much on, like, Twitter and streams and stuff like that?"

There was a silence before Dream's frantically apologetic words came through. "Yes, of course, oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. If I had known I was making you uncomfortable, I wouldn't have—"

"Wait, no," she interrupted but he must not have heard.

"—said things like... oh gosh. Bug, I'm really sorry—"

"Dream!" she raised her voice, getting him to stop ranting. "You don't make me uncomfortable."

"Oh. Really?"

"Of course not. I actually think it's really..." Cute? Adorable? Endearing? "funny," she decided.

"Oh. Then why...?"

She sighed heavily and explained what she told the others. "So, yeah. I just don't want you guys getting hate because of me so I figure if you stop then... you know."

"Bug..." he said gently. "I'm really sorry. I promise you that I don't—none of us think those things about you."

"I know."

"No, seriously," he said, clearly not believing her. "You need to understand that I..." he paused. "I mean what I say. Always."

Always? she thought. There's a few things he's said that certainly he didn't really mean... like calling her cute?

"I don't joke around like that unless I want to. I wouldn't say things like I say to you unless I really, really, genuinely considered you a close friend and felt comfortable around you. And I do."

Her heart swelled. "Thanks, Dream. I just... maybe don't do it so much for right now? Online, at least," she clarified, not wanting to deprive herself completely of Dream's flirting.

"Yeah, if that's what you want, of course."

"Well, I don't want you to stop flirting with me but, yeah."

He chuckled. "Oh, you do like when I flirt with you?"

She hummed and changed the subject. "Did I interrupt you doing anything?"

"No," his teasing voice dropped and was back to his regular self. "I'm just editing the video we filmed the other day."

"Oh, the 'Minecraft, but you can't touch the floor'?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Oh," she said, not meaning to sound disappointed. "I'll let you get back to it—"

"No. I mean, you can stay on the phone. Unless you're busy."

She smiled and put her phone on speaker and set it next to her foot on the floor. "I was just gonna paint. So I can stay."

Before she knew it, almost two hours had passed of them sitting in comfortable silence, occasionally speaking to share something with the other before going back to their tasks. It was comforting knowing she didn’t need to speak constantly and could just hang out with Dream.

Y/n's phone rested on the floor next to her, Dream on speakerphone on the other end, only the sounds of his keyboard clicking letting her know he hadn't fallen asleep or hung up. She wasn't sure when they started doing this, staying on the phone even when they had nothing to talk about, but they had done it a few times before. They had talked on the phone and Discord many times but it was usually always with purpose, not usually this silently-enjoying-each-others-presence nonsense. Who was she kidding calling it nonsense, she enjoyed it an embarrassingly insane amount.

She repositioned so she was laying on her stomach as she finished sketching an image that was in her mind.

"Hey, you still there?" Dream asked softly.

"Yeah. Sorry, am I taking away from your sitting in silence time with George?" she joked.

Dream chuckled lightly. "Nah, you're more fun. I was just seeing if you ditched me for Karl yet."

"Nah, you're more fun," she mimed truthfully. "But I'm very focused on this drawing."

"Can I see it when you're done?"

"Don't expect too much. It looks bad."

"If you don't tell me what it is, I can't know how accurate or inaccurate it is."

"Very true..." she trailed off, holding the canvas further away to examine it all at once. She wanted the sketch to be perfect before she made permanent choices with paint. She enjoyed the serenity they maintained even when talking, voices low and delicate like they were keeping secrets but not quite whispering. "Are you almost done editing your video from the other day?"

"Sorta. I'm at the part where you and Sapnap almost died laughing because a ghast knocked George into lava and then Sapnap laughed so hard he fell into lava."

She chuckled, remembering the situation vividly. "That was so funny. The way George screams is so funny."

"Let Naomi know that," he mumbled, causing Y/n to gasp.

"Dream!" she laughed loudly and he joined.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry. It's true though."

"Disgusting!"

A distant voice sounded on the other end and she assumed it was Sapnap. "What do you want for dinner?"

Dream responded with a soft, "Nothing, I'm good."

"Are you talking to Bugsy?"

He must have responded physically because the next sound was Sapnap's very clear, much more lively voice speaking directly into the phone. "Hi, Bugsy!"

"Hi, Sapnap!"

"Can you tell Dream to eat some damn food? This man literally hasn't eaten a single thing all goddamn day."

"Dream," Y/n scolded slowly. "Please eat."

"I'm not hungry."

"I'm not showing you my painting until you eat."

A door closed on the other end and she took that as a sign that Sapnap had left.

"I don't wanna see it anyway. It's probably trash."

"Take that back!" she gasped lightly. She looked at the canvas as she grabbed the first paint color and laughed. It was only a sketch and it was already trash. "Fine, then I won't go on the trip if you don't eat in the next ten minutes."

"That's punishing yourself too though."

"Who says I want to see you?" she asked.

"I never said anything about not seeing me being the punishment."

She had been caught. "It was implied."

"Sure it was."

"It's true though. Who says I wanna see your stupid face?"

He didn't say anything, but an incoming FaceTime call lit up Y/n's phone. A FaceTime call from him.

Her smile dropped. "Clay?"

"Answer it," his voice was lower and her heart started beating faster. Was he really about to show her his face to prove a point? Reveal his biggest secret that only a few close friends knew? To her of all people? She made sure she couldn't be seen in the small window and pressed accept, the voice call ending and the FaceTime call starting.

To her surprise, what came into view wasn't his face, but the logo of the hoodie he was wearing, the simple smile of his merch taunting her. She laughed, the anxiety slowly fading away as it was replaced with a heavy feeling in her stomach. Was she disappointed? Maybe a little, but he teased her into believing she would see him.

"Oh, wow! Dream face reveal! He looks just like his icon, no way!!!"

His chest moved up and down as he laughed, not moving the camera away. "You heard it here first, guys! You've known my face all along, the logo is actually my face!"

She laughed and returned to painting, not paying any more attention to her phone since he was now also showing his ceiling, a small corner of his monitor in frame but nothing else. "I mean it though, if you don't eat, I'm going to be so mad I won't even want to be friends anymore. Or you'll die from malnourishment before we get the chance to meet."

"I doubt it. I'm just not hungry."

"Whatever."

"Oh, hey, so you met Quackity today. How was it?"

"Very scary."

"Yeah?" he asked sympathetically, urging her to explain if she wanted.

"Yeah. But it turned out okay! He didn't act any different so it was fine. It was mostly just awkward. He's also so freaking loud. You would not believe how much louder he and Karl get when they're together."

"I can imagine. Aren't they doing a stream right now or something?"

"Yeah, I think so. I don't wanna watch though, I've had enough of them for the month."

Dream laughed. "How will you deal with them together for New Years'? It'll be for like two weeks."

"Who knows if I'll actually go?"

"Wait, what?" he asked abruptly, not even bothering to hide the disappointment in his voice. His keyboard stopped clicking and she could picture him staring at his phone as if looking at her. "Of course you're going."

"Not if you don't eat food! You have, like, 3 minutes to eat something until I officially am busy doing other things whenever the trip is."

Dream groaned and clicked a few things on his computer before the image on the screen became blurry as he walked through the house, still pointing it at the ceiling. She looked away again and kept painting.

"Quackity's really funny though," she continued. "It was super awkward at first but it was fun to have someone else to help me make fun of Karl."

"Wait, Bug," Dream called out over the sound of wrappers crinkling.

"Hm?" She hummed, continuing to paint.

"Bug," his voice was much softer and he sounded nervous.

She looked at her screen and dropped the paintbrush as she focused on what she saw, grabbing her phone and holding it closer to her face so she could see, still making sure she wasn't in view. All the anxiety from the beginning of the FaceTime suddenly came back and hit her like a truck. Sitting on her screen, waiting to be seen, was Dream. His hood was up, tufts of blonde hair sticking out, and he was standing with his back towards a dark room, the dim light from his pantry making his face just visible.

He held up a cookie in front of his actual, real face. "Are you watching?"

"Y-yea... I... Yeah. I'm watching. Is that really you?"

He nodded once before shoving the cookie in his mouth. "There, I consumed food," he announced, his voice muffled by the cookie. "Now you're legally obligated to come."

"I—What? CLAY! WHAT?"

"What?" he asked innocently as he chewed, walking back to his room and still holding the phone up to show his face. His room light was on, making his face much more visible. If Y/n thought he was attractive in the harsh pantry light, he must have looked like a god in his room lighting, even as pixelated as he was due to the quality of FaceTime. He fell on his bed and Y/n could only gape at his features. He slumped against his headboard, surrounded by roughly a thousand pillows, sporting a small, shy smile as he stared at the screen. "Bug, what?"

She opened her mouth but no words came out. Needless to say, he was unbelievably handsome. Part of the speechlessness was from the shock that he showed his face out of the blue, but obviously, the majority of it was that he was pretty much the most attractive person she'd ever seen. It should be illegal for someone to look that good in a hoodie, especially when pixelated.

"Hmm," he hummed thoughtfully. "Wanna take back what you said earlier?" He bit into another cookie.

"W-what did I say earlier?" Why was she stuttering???

"You said you don't wanna see me and that I'm ugly," he teased.

She paused for too many seconds too long before finally muttering, "you arrogant son of a bitch." He laughed loudly at that.

His eyes crinkled and he threw his head back. So that's what he looks like when he wheezes, she thought to herself, pretty.

Dream shuffled his position on his bed and rested his head on one of his hands. He looked so comfy. "Why are you so quiet, weirdo?" he mumbled.

She set her phone back down and touched her cheeks with her hands and looked away for a moment, grounding herself to the real world for a second. She couldn't process her thoughts when she was staring at a man as gorgeous as Clay. "I don't know, maybe because you gave me no warning before showing me your face? Or because you failed to mention that you're incredibly hot?"

She was so glad she had looked back at her phone or else she would have missed the glorious sight of his cheeks turning bright red before he turned the camera back to his ceiling. "Oh my gosh."

"Aw cute, I made you blush."

"Shut up," he mumbled. "You threatened to not come if I didn't eat something!"

"You didn't have to—you showed me your freaking face just to prove you ate a cookie!! DREAM! I would have believed you if you just said you ate something!" she laughed breathlessly, staring at the phone now for a chance to see him again. "I was joking anyway!"

"Sure you were."

"I was."

"Well, oh well. You deserved to see me anyway."

"Oh, I deserve to see you?" She laughed. "How big is your ego?"

"You know what I meant," he groaned. "You got doxxed by Karl and you met Quackity in person. And you've clearly had a bad day because of all the hate and stuff. You've done a lot of stressful things recently and you deserved to be let in on a secret too."

He was so sweet. Like, tooth-rotting, Halloween candy stash hidden under a kid's bed, upset tummy sweet. She also couldn't get over the fact that he was a million times cuter when he was shy like he was being now, his voice soft and unsure. It contrasted vastly with the confident, loud-mouthed Dream everyone usually saw, though she liked that Dream too. She wished he could show his face for just one more second to see what he looked like shy. Probably sickeningly adorable.

This was it, wasn't it? The chance she had been waiting for to tell him her name? He just let her in on his biggest secret, now he was the one deserving to be let in.

"Y/n," she said with a confident, but soft voice.

There was a long pause. "W-what?"

"Y/n."

He understood the second time immediately. "Y/n..." he tested, the smile in his voice clear as day. "I like it."

"Yeah, well, I guess you deserved to know the secret too."

"I would have been content never knowing."

"Really?" She didn't believe him. He seemed like the type to never be satisfied, always looking for something better. Not in a greedy way, but in a motivational, goal-oriented big achiever way.

"Really," he hummed. "I already feel like you're too good to be true so I wouldn't be surprised if you weren't a real person."

It was silent as she tried to collect her thoughts.

"Bug? You okay?"

"Yeah, I... it's just a lot."

"Sorry."

"No, it's not you. Well... I don't know. I just don't know what I'm supposed to say when you say things like that," she admitted.

He paused. "I think you always have the perfect responses when I say things like that."

"What do I usually say?" She smiled shyly, pulling her hoodie up to her lips.

"You usually call me a nerd or say you can't stand me. 'Oh my gosh I cannot stand you'," he mimicked before laughing.

"What? How is that the perfect response to you saying you can't believe I'm real?"

He hummed and she could practically hear him shrugging. "Because it's a classic Bug response. It's a hundred perfect you. So yeah, it's perfect."

She was silent, trying to compose herself before she exploded.

"By the way, check Twitter."

"Why, are you bragging about me calling you hot?" she teased, hoping to make him blush like she had earlier. It worked.

"Oh my gosh, no. Just look."

She clicked her home button and navigated to the app, her feed instantly flooding with the same similar messages.

"Oh, my gosh," she muttered, her fingers flying away as she typed out her own tweet in response to the love.

Dream chuckled from the other end and when she asked him why, he vaguely said that George texted him but didn't explain further.

"Um, I have to go," she said mournfully. "Karl and Quackity are coming over again."

"Booooo," he pouted.

"Sorry, you aren't the only man in my life," she teased before instantly regretting her choice of words. Too flirty, Y/n, she thought to herself.

"Hm, shame. Am I at least at the top of the list?"

She bit her lips, wanting desperately to repeat what she had told him on their Minecraft date. In the end, she gave in. "I always mean what I say too," she started. "You're my main bitch, baby."

Dream made some sort of sound, a mix of a scoff and a whine but Y/n didn't comment on it, just glowing with heat in her cheeks.

"Leave before I don't let you," he said softly and the heat only grew.

"Goodnight, Dream," she pressed, the tone in her voice letting him know he was being a tease. "Thanks for... thanks for your tweet. And for everything you said earlier."

"Of course. Sorry that you have to see those kinds of things a lot."

"It's okay when I have people like you."

"People like me? What does that mean?"

"Just.... people like you." Cute, sweet, kind, genuine people who make her heart flutter.

She could hear his smile in his words and she figured he knew the unspoken words in her thoughts, the ones she was saying without saying. "Okay. Goodnight, Y/n."

"Goodnight."

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