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night-daily · 6 months

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Hii! If its no trouble then could I get a zoro and reader fic where shes naturally clingy but he's the complete opposite and always brushes her clinginess off?? And she get sad/insecure abt it so she stops being clingy towards him and he gets jealous and boom!fluff!! Maybe shes still clingy towards the rest of the crew? Thankss!

Hii, i love this request! I was thinking in smth similiar, thanks <3

i hope u like it!

characters: Roronoa zoro (opla)

Since the first day you met Luffy's crew (you were the last one to join), they noticed you were clingy. Ussop and Luffy were okay cause they love love so free hugs from you after a bad day? Hell yeah! , Sanji loves everything that comes from a woman, so he liked you right away, with Nami it was a little hard at first, but it only took you a few weeks to make your way through her heart, after all, you were her only girl friend, and Zoro, that green-haired man, let's just say it's complicated, you'll be all over him and he'll always complain but he never actually move you away, and the times when he did it, he'll be so nice to you that it'll actually make you be closer to him.

But everything changed since last night when all of you were drinking in a bar, you always admired how much Zoro could drink without getting drunk meanwhile you, with only two drinks, were already dizzy. You're aware that you're being too clingy with Zoro right now, but that's your love language, you're better with actions than words. As you sit by his side, you're touching his fingers from his left hand. First, you start touching carefully, it felt like the breeze, soft and almost like it wasn't there. At some point, you think he's drunk 'cause he didn't say or do anything. He just keeps drinking without looking at you. So this courage you and after a deep breath, you grabbed his hand placing it over your lap, you took a sip from your drink, trying to act indifferent. You sense his body tensing up and you know you shouldn't have grabbed his hand.

“Can't you stop being clingy? I don't want you touching me” Then, he removes his hand from your grip.

You froze for a second, you don't know how to react, it's the first time he snaps at you for your touch. You clear your throat, unsure of what to say, you're feeling a mix of feelings and none of them are good, “I- I'm gonna get another beer” with tears in your eyes, you don't wait for an answer, you practically run away from him, the bar is crowded so you hide between them, you don't want him to see you like this, see how much it affects you his words.

You're glad that your friends aren't there, they sure would pity you and that's the last thing you need right now.

Maybe I made him uncomfortable? I crossed a line?

There were a lot of questions in your mind but you had your answer when you lifted your eyes from the ground, back to him, seeing him with a girl sitting where you were just a few minutes ago. She's flirting with him, you can tell by the way she's rubbing his shoulder, you don't stand watching this scene, he practically snapped at you but he was fine with a girl he just met? Idiot.

You left the bar before seeing how Zoro pushes the girl aside, stands up and starts looking for you.

The next day, you walked straight to Zoro's room, it was your routine, you'll wake him up to train together, but after last night you feel insecure.

Should I give him space?

Hesitating, your fist never touches his door, instead, you turn yourself, heading to the front of the ship. You decided to train alone, you start throwing punches into the air, but it's not the same without Zoro.

“Hey, want a partner?” Your head spins faster to the voice thinking is Zoro, but for your disappointment isn't. “Only if you can block my moves” A smile finally cross your face. “Oh, you bet I can!” His cheerful voice always lifts your mood.

Meanwhile, Zoro was in his hammock, hoping you would show up at his room to wake him up, as you always do. Five, ten minutes and nothing, you aren't there. The memories from last night hit him, he knows he fucked up but if you knew the truth about his behavior, would you laugh at him?

He made his way through the ship, hearing your laugh, his heart skipped a beat, he rushed towards you, only stopping when he's a few steps away from you, watching how the sun shone on your skin, making you glow, he's stunning by your beauty. He keeps watching you training with Luffy, he wishes it was him with you, to touch you, to see your brightly smile, to be close to you. He wouldn't admit but he's feeling a little jealous of his captain right now, he sighed and walked away, this was his fault after all.

Later that day, Zoro is cleaning one of his swords, is peaceful, too peaceful, he misses your voice, every time the two of you are bored, he will clean his swords and you'll lean your head a little bit on his shoulder, he'll complain but he won't try to move you, not like he did in the bar. You'll be there by his side reading one of your many books, sometimes you'll read to him, and he loved every second.

But every time you crossed paths with Zoro, you ignored him, as if he didn't exist and this hurt Zoro's heart, he knew he deserved it so he let you be. But how much can he endure? How much does he need to suffer?

The sound of your laugh brings him out of his thoughts, his eyes instantly look for you, and he sees your figure with someone else- it's Nami. You're sitting on the ground of the ship with her, laughing at something she said, her head resting in your lap while you brush her hair. His eyes widened, what the fuck?

He clenched his fists, he thinks for a second about going to yell at Nami to stay away from you, you're supposed to only touch his hair not hers. Zoro took a deep breath reminding himself this was his fault and, maybe, it's better for you to stay away from him, then you won't be in danger.

“Dinner's ready!” Sanji's voice echoed through the walls and a few seconds later the kitchen was full with all the crew, everyone has their designated seat, Luffy next to Nami, Sanji will stay in the kitchen, Usopp in front of Luffy and Nami, in another situation, you and Zoro would sit together, in a corner, to talk- well, you talking and Zoro listening and sometimes making some comments. Now, you were sitting next to Usopp, too close to him for Zoro's liking.

If everyone noticed your change of place no one said anything, and you were glad 'cause you didn't have the energy to explain to them why Zoro disliked you so much, even when you didn't even know why.

The dinner passed quickly, all the time you were chatting with Usopp, both of you exchanging stories of your adventures before joining Luffy's crew. He kept you so immersed in the conversation that you forgot, for a moment, your problem with Zoro.

After dinner, you went to the main deck, the stars were already in the sky, shining so bright that the view was beautiful. The sea breeze was cold, making your body shake, with nothing on you to cover your body, you embraced yourself.

“If you want, I can hit Zoro for you, you know that, right?” Sanji's voice startled you, he was behind you, and he put his jacket over your shoulders without asking. “Don't know what are you talking about” You played dumb not facing him. “So you aren't mad at him for dating—” “HE'S DATING SOMEONE?” You turned so fast that you crashed into Sanji's arms. He quirked an eyebrow “Caught you” Your face was flushed, how could you fall for something so stupid?

Unbeknownst to you, someone further away has been watching all. Zoro went after you when dinner was over, he wanted to talk to you and apologize but someone had beaten him to it. He couldn't recognize who the person was so he waited, but when you were in Sanji's arms, his world stopped, he didn't think twice before rushing toward you. When Zoro was near you, you didn't notice him, but Sanji did, with a mischievous smile he leaned his face closer to yours.

Then you felt a strong arm on your waist pulling you to their chest. You felt the muscles on your back, you had felt it before when you had fallen asleep over him. Your legs turning to jelly, if it wasn't for his thigh grip, you would be on the floor.

The cook has a smug smile on his face “If you hurt her again, I'll kick your ass, Roronoa” he left walking back to the kitchen.

Zoro doesn't waste time and takes the jacket off your shoulders, and he hugs you by your waist. And you're shocked. You're feeling a lot of emotions. You tried to fight back, to break his grip but he only hugged you tighter. You give up, turning your body to face him, your arms around him, your face in his chest, hearing his heartbeat. You left yourself enjoying being in his arms for a moment but you remember the words he said to you last night. The way he broke your heart and he was here, hugging you like nothing happened.

You're mad, you hit hard his chest, making him step back. Your lips are trembling, “You have no right to say I'm clingy and then come here and hug me as If you care about me” you look so vulnerable that Zoro doesn't know what to do. You waited for an answer or an apology but nothing came out of his mouth, this upset you.

“I'm sorry” He whispered so low that you aren't sure if you heard it. Taking a deep breath, Zoro's ready to get you back.

“I'm sorry but every time you touch me, I melted under your touch, and that scared me 'cause I didn't want to become too attached to it, but today, when you were ignoring me and hanging out with the others, I feel so jealous even if you were only near them, then I realized that I want you, more than a friend,” tears are falling down your cheeks, “And when we're in fight with other pirates, they seem to notice how I care about you, how worry I'm for you, because they always threaten me telling that they'll hurt you,” Zoro brings his hands to your face, wiping away your tears, “and that makes me lose my temper, that's why I snapped at you last night, I thought It'll keep you away from danger, but after being without you today, I realized that I need you more than anything” using his thumb to swipe slowly across your lower lip, he leans closer to you, you close your eyes and you feel it, his lips are softer that you ever imagined, your body is no longer shaking, now you're feeling warm and it feels good, it feel perfect.

The two of you break the kiss to catch your breath, “Fuck, can we do that again?” He whispers against your lips. You pull him into another kiss, smiling.

#roronoa zoro x reader #zoro opla #opla #opla zoro #zoro x female reader #one piece live action #request

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morinuu · 4 months

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commoner trouble

kyouya x fem!reader (1k words)

black locks fell on kyouya's set of charcoal orbs, his monolids hidden behind his glasses from the angle you were sitting. the couch began to feel uncomfortable, as if something were calling you to stand up and gently take his glasses in your hands, caressing his hair and letting him rest his head on your chest.

his eyes would finally relax and his body would ease in your arms as he'd take deep breaths to finally let go of all the stress that managing a host club and his studies brought him.

he'd sigh and relieve his eyes for a couple of minutes while you caressed him, before inevitably having to end his break and return to work.

he would. in your fantasies.

you sat in the host club's purple couch, uncomfortably staring at your classmate who was writing something on his laptop on a desk not too far away from the rest of the hosts. this was your routine.

you'd go to the club after classes, sit there for some minutes, waiting and waiting for your turn to try and make an appointment, but there was always some type of shitty excuse from the man.

"our hosts have different price ranges, you wouldn't be able to afford an appointment with me, ms. y/n." you didn't ask how he knew of your financial matters.

"i'm afraid we're all booked the entire week." his voice echoed almost void of all emotion, before he turned to another girl who wanted to re-schedule with a smile on his face.

"our prices went up this week." they hadn't, but you wouldn't know since he never actually told you the prices at all.

one stupid excuse after another and another - and you finally stopped looking for a logical explanation for his hostility. 'it's fine, you'll get your turn one day.' you told yourself each time.

you didn't ask for much really, just an appointment with ootori kyouya like every other client of his. but you hadn't considered the difference between you and them - class.

in all honestly, at first, kyouya had been indifferent to the new honour student of ouran, until he found her staring at him shamelessly throughout their classes together. he figured she'd stop soon, probably just fascinated by his looks.

but it's been four months and you won't give up.

it's not like you're harassing him. you keep your distance in class as not to make others notice, you don't ask for his help in subjects where you could seriously use it - mainly german - and you don't approach him during lunch either.

just at the host club, where you were allowed to ask for his attention as long as you paid a fee. it wasn't unfair or a difficult request, just some tea and a conversation would quench your thirst to talk to the man, to actually engage in an intelligent conversation with him.

but alas, not only did your wallet have limitations, so did kyouya's patience.

he found you... unsophisticated. vulgar, maybe improper?

he didn't express his distaste for your clothes, which were trying to replicate a male ouran school dress code since you didn't even own a yellow dress. your black trousers and white dress shirt barely looked like they were of similiar material, because they weren't. your worn out sneakers hurt his eyes when they stood out against all the neat and polished pointy dress shoes of every other student.

to his elegant and privileged world respective, you were nothing but a pitiful woman, treated like charity by the school so the public can say 'the suoh family cares for the sad common folk!'

he didn't even stop to consider how similiar you could've been to haruhi, because haruhi - as much as he refused to admit it - was a dear friend. she was nothing like you, surely. she wasn't unkept, she was always groomed and wore the uniform that she'd been given.

no, your eyes from across the room looked nothing like haruhi's. yours expressed pure admiration for a man who never bothered to say hello unless he had to.

but he'd warmed up to the other commoner, so you two must live differently.

because your neighbourhood is much sketchier than the quiet area the fujioka's lived in. your clothes are much more worn out than haruhi's, much more washed too.

but it's not like you're apart of the club or their clientele (that one's because of him) so he can't check on your life much. it's not like he cares to check either, you're just unpleasant and he blames it on your wallet. surely that's what's ticking him off.

the minutes were passing and he knew he'd have to stand up and kick you out once more, like every day you came by the club. only this time, just as he raised his head to look at you and approach you again, you'd already started walking to the exit.

what? how come?

it didn't matter, you left on your own. maybe it was a sign that after four whole months you'd stop requesting him. he turned his attention back to his laptop, not wanting to go through the trouble to check if you were really gone.

until a couple minutes later he saw a hand slam down on his small table, with some 10,000 yen bills below the hand's fingers. his gorgeous, wide, gentle, doe-like perplexed eyes found yours in a matter of seconds and his breath hitched at your determined facial expression.

"i'd like to book an appointment for ootori kyouya this thursday." you muttered a bit nervously, as if you hadn't quoted the same line over and over since the beginning of the school year.

just as he want to reject you, you pointed to the money on the table. "it's enough. i know it is. and i know you're free." your tongue played in your mouth and you looked away, intimidated by the eye contact.

he didn't know how hard you'd worked just to save up barely enough money for an appointment. how hard you tried to keep up with your studies, your exploitative part time job and your housing bills. you were embarrassed at how desperate you were just for simple chat, but it didn't matter.

because kyouya ootori had finally accepted a 35 minute appointment with y/n l/n, and you couldn't be happier.

divider by @saradika

#ohshc #kyoya #kyouya #kyoya ootori #kyouya ootori #kyoya ootori x reader #kyoya x reader #ohshc x reader #ohshc fanfic

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tmzrkstan · 8 months

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the idol!reader stuff eats so bad but barely anybody does it

I am particularly passionate about this type of reading. And taking advantage of the moment, I leave here an old idea that I never gave a chance to. ;)

nct dream (hyung line) working with ex idol!s/o.

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genre: idol!reader, ex to lovers (?), smutty, adult language.

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✭MARK:

Looking from a professional point of view, it was such a great opportunity. You could finally get to do another kind of concept, show other side of yours. Besides, you knew very well how much of a talented idol Mark was. Your team almost beg you for you to do it, them just freaking out with the attention y'all would get.

Even when you accepted there wasn't really a lot of meeting with your ex. Untill the MV shooting day at least. There you were, watching Lee from far while finishing your make up. He was receiving instructions from the director.

"Hey..." your voice sounded quietly.

"Hi!" his eyes turned out similiar from a lost puppy. "You look nice... I mean, it´s nice seeing you." he just got a short smile from you. "Your part it´s really great"

"Of course, you must think so since you composed it" he stammered a bit before correcting himself "No, I meant you made it a lot better."

Before any more chances to say anything the director made you two start the work there. Both of you acting the way you were supposed to. Inside, you were annoyed and still feeling a litle hurt, on the Mark´s side, he was feeling awful. He knew it was his fault that the break up happened. You were the most understanding girlfriend ever, since you knew what beeing an idol means. But you also got tired of waiting for your turn, to get attention. He lost weeks not even calling you while on tour, but you didn´t. Always texted and videocalled him.

After a lot of fighting you gave up and clean the way for him to focus just on that. Lee really tried to see as the best thing for you both but he was suffering every day since. His members made him notice who the jerk was. He smiled like a child on Christmans morning whwn you agreed to collab with him. It was the last chance and it would be worth.

Hours passed out, your ex complimented and took care of you all day long. Those who didn´t knew about your relantionship were surprised by how a gentleman he was with you, who just tried your best not to fall for his sweetness again. Especially when you found a letter on your bag during a pause.

It was his hand writting and his true feelings. Apologies all over it, confessions like that he writted the love lyrics of the song for you and that he never stoped loving you. Admitted he was wrong and childshid and was ready for trying again if you do too.

''Oh boy'' you thought as seeing how good he was with words while they were on paper.

The last ''Cut!'' was heard and you carefully whisper at him "We can have dinner, that´s all." you bet he was happy. "Better not wase my time."

"I would never dare to do it again."

✭Renjun:

Beeing in a relantionship with him was sweet, comfortable and lovely. But unfortunally this only was like this when you still a trainee. When you had a chance to debut it all changed. Schedueles, dates, you lost time together and all the fighting started. You just didn´t talked with each other anymore since the end. Until you worked together in a survival reality as judges.

Everybody noticed how you were always on opposite sides and skewered each other for your different opinions. There were even compilations of yours fights, that carried a lot of chemistry and tension, on the internet every week and the audience loved this intrigue.

Eventually, they ended up having to help the same team, which made them put their fights aside and gather even behind the cameras looking for a solution to help the poor trainees.

"I can't understand your point" you rolled your eyes laughing "Of course you never did." he huffed "It's not all about you, though you may think so..." you were discussing what would be the best direction for a choreography.

"You're so childish! It's obvious that this step is better! You take it, however, you lose your balance at a certain point and end up almost falling, if it weren't for him catching himself abruptly. Eye contact was present and you felt your mouth go dry and your hands sweat.

"You should be more careful!" he puts you back on your feet, still holding tight to your waist. "If not what?" he looked down at you "What?" you then repeated "If not what will happen?"

"I'm going to have to teach you a few things…how to respect your elders." "How?" He sighed, smiling with some anger. Took you to the wall attacking your lips aggressively as he squeezes your waist again and you lose your fingers in his hair.

✭Jeno:

Starting to date with your co-worker wasn´t a really a good idea, especially if him was another MC from the TV show you worked on. But who could blame you for not resisting to Jeno? I mean, look at him right?

You should´ve said "no'' the first time he asked you out, but was too late now. After a few months you two had a big fight because of diferences on toughts and were obligated to work together for at least five weeks more. You runaway for as long as you could but after a quick tour on Asian you had to get back. But it was clear that he wasn´t going to make this easy.

A lot of smiles and flirting talks run free during the meeting for planning the week and when you were on make up session.

"Just shut your mouth up!" you yelled as soon as the stylists leaved the room.

"Why? Need it shut for you to kissed?"

"I´m gonna punch just on the midle of your face."

"The face you love." he smiled all playfull.

"I simply hate your attitude and confidence, you´re not that all." you roll your eyes as you listen to him laugh. "What?"

"It´s fun... the way we were making out on that sofa a few days earlier and now you are saying this stupid thing..."

"You are stupid." he got up, walking to behind your chair and facing you through the mirror. "Really, darling? Only because we had a silly fight you think that?"

"You know it wasn´t silly" you sigh. "For me it was, anything that keeps me away of these beautyful lips it´s silly..." he pus both hands around your shoulders, caressing exactly the way you like it.

"Don´t...don´t touch me." you hesitate before spinning your chair to his front. "I´m not going to fall for your charm again."

"So I do have a charm." his high was cut in half by his knees touching the carpet. "You fall once, sweetheart." he blinked slowly before biting his lower lip. "Let´s not promise things we can´t deal with later, ok?"

The door was open after three knocks, reveling the hairstylist team. He came back to his chair, with a cheeky smile. Oh, he was so sure you would be his again, just in a matter of time...

✭Haechan:

You really didn´t wanted to finished things with Donghyuck, but unfortunately beeing famous demanded a lot. When you noticed your, just recent, relantionship with him was making Haechan a lot distracted from his work you felt guilty. With wich power could you make him risk everything if you got into his life few days ago? So hard, but you did it. Lied and end it all because of "mental confusions".

But here you were, getting ready to practice a dance stage with him for an award concert. The fans picked you two for it, based on your aparently "friendship", and you get bad to your side if you recused.

Very diferent from what you expect, he was normal around, at least for his general behavior. He joked around with the dance instructor and tried to make you laugh, he wasn´t awkard at all. However, you felt very strange inside.

Luckly, you guys were quick with it and finished the day earlier. You grab your things nd almost run to grab the elevator, the same he stops putting one hand between the doors.

"Oh, isn´t such a coincidence?" he pressed the bottom on the metalic wall.

"I guess..." you smiled weakly.

"I didn´t get why you so weird around me..." he sigh slowly. "I should be the one to be like this, since you broke my heart few days ago, right?" even though his words looked painfull he was smiling yet. "You really didn´t had pitty for me, y/n..."

"Haechan, I..." your felt like falling as the elevator lurched and its lights were replaced by a darker, apparently the emergency one. "What´s this?" you grabed your bag stronger.

"Don´t worry, this one always do something like it, just wait a few minutes." he put his back at one wall.

"What? Why didn´t you told me before?" he looked down "I ask the same to you..."

"Come on, it´s not the same thing!" you frowned at him. "All we can do it´s wait, i swear it happended before."

"Fine... but I won´t be listening to you atacking me or my motives during this time!"

"I wouldn´t do it." he shrugged. "Even hurted, I know you didn´t mean anything that you said." "What?" the man came closer "It may look like not enough time, but I nkow you well by now. You were concerned."

"About?" he looked up "Me giving all of me in this...what did you called it? Hookup time."

"You can´t be sure of that." you tried to get back but he grabbed you wrist "But I am, as much as I decide to forgive you for this." he put one hand on your cheek "Also sure that you missed me how I missed you..." And everything happened quickly, the touch of lips, the lights and the elevator coming back and the doors opening in Jaemin and Jisung's faces who watched everything with a shocked face.

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#kpop #kpop imagines #mark lee #nct #haechan #gn!reader #kpop reactions #jeno #renjun #nct dream hyung line #idol!reader #nct dream reactions #nct reactions #nct imagine

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nogenderbee · 2 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕡 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hey! Ik this req is a cross sekai one but, Dan Heng w reader who's a member o N25 pls?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hello! Don't worry, I don't mind it's crossover because the idea is actually so good!

You didn't mention if you wanted platonic or fluff so... remembering how niigo are all minors, I also did minor reader so hope you don't mind bit of platonic! Tho it can be read as fluff too I guess?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ platonic

✧ I feel like Dan Heng doesn't sit in media that much so his only way of getting about you would be either: by March telling him, hearing your music on some planet, you telling him yourself

✧ but once he does find out about it, some songs actually find his taste! So you can be almost sure at least one will end on his playlist

✧ he's not big fan of your group but he would recognize it by name and say some positive stuff if someone asks him about it

✧ the mysterious atmosphere definitely lured him in, but he's not the type to force others to talk about their privacy so he patiently gained some informations

✧ somehow, your singing voice didn't made him realize it was YOU, his friend, who's singing it

✧ even if he thought you wound similiar, he thought he was just hearing things

"This member sounds a lot like Y/N... but they don't look like the type to sing such a sad music. I'm probably just tired..."

✧ but when he does discover it was you all along! He's concerned...

✧ music is often supposed to tell stories and he found few songs where you were really emotional... he's definitely asking you about it and it's up to you if you tell him or not and if he was right or not

✧ he's definitely a bit bigger fan now, but he shows his support in private, complimenting your singing, idea and so on

✧ I feel like after discovering it's you, he'd watch out more for haters and deal with them making socials ban either his account or theirs. It's dark side of Dan Heng, you don't wanna know...

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

#star rail #x reader #star rail x reader #hsr #hsr x reader #dan heng #dan heng x reader #star rail dan heng #star rail dan heng x reader #platonic #star rail platonic #headcanons #star rail headcanons #teen reader

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niki-phoria · 10 months

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I love the way you write my last request, so I have another one for you.

Can you do enha’s reaction of m!older!reader randomly giving them a princess carry (similiar to bridal style carry)? How do you think they would react?

Again, love your writing! 😁

- 🕊️

⋆｡°✩ enha reaction - carrying them bridal style

includes: established relationship, use of hyung, reader is strong enough to carry them lol

a/n: couldn't actually find any examples of princess carry so i just went with bridal style. i hope that's okay. thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :)) been obsessed with hoonki lately i need more reqs for them slkndsls

feedback is always appreciated <33

older male reader (he/him pronouns)

⋆｡°✩ heeseung

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you hands remain tightly gripping your steering wheel as you continue to drive through the desolate seoul streets. the only form of light comes from your car’s headlights and the occasional streetlight you pass by as you slowly make your way back to your apartment.

you stop in front of a red light, glancing over at heeseung. his head lays propped against the window; soft snores occasionally escaping him. you smile to yourself at the sight of him finally getting some rest after weeks of relentless work.

you slow the car as you pull into your apartment complex’s parking lot before turning it off. heeseung stirs slightly as you quietly close your door before walking over to his side of the car. he sleepily blinks up at you as you lean over to unbuckle his seatbelt.

“hyung?”

“it’s okay,” you whisper. you place one hand against his back; the other snaking underneath his knees as you lift him up to carry him bridal style. “we’re home.”

heeseung leans his head against your shoulder, hiding his face into the crook of your neck. you use your body to close his door before locking the car. he shifts to look up at you with a soft smile as you carefully begin to carry him up the stairs of your apartment. “i love you hyung,” he murmurs.

“i love you too, hee.”

⋆｡°✩ jay

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“jay!” the boy perks up at the sound of your voice immediately despite the chaos surrounding you. his jaw drops open slightly in surprise and his eyes widen. a soft chuckle escapes you as he immediately begins running towards you, all but tackling you into a tight hug.

“hyung.” the word is little more than a whisper of disbelief. his grip around you is tight as your arms wrap around his waist.

jay pulls back just enough to see your face clearly. he reaches up to cup your cheek, brushing his thumb gently against the skin before he pulls you into a sweet kiss. your lips fit together perfectly as you fall into a familiar dance.

you only pull away when your lungs begin to burn, aching for air. your lips quirk into a soft smile, admiring your boyfriend after weeks apart. despite being covered in sweat and his slight panting, he still looks perfect as always.

“i missed you so much,” he whispers.

“i missed you too, jay.” you bring a hand up to wipe away a few stray tears that escape his eyes before you lean over to call to jungwon. “mind if i steal him for a while?”

“be my guest,” he yells back.

“hey-” jay’s protests are cut off as you lean down to pull him up into your arms. a laugh escapes him as he leans against your chest.

⋆｡°✩ jake

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jake lets another annoyed sigh escape his lips as he watches you from his position on the dorm’s couch. an ice pack is still firmly pressed against his ankle; a brace supporting his foot. you barely glance up at him from your spot behind the counter. an old drama plays on the dorm’s tv.

“hyung,” jake finally whines.

you set the knife and cutting board aside, quickly rinsing your hands off before walking over to sit beside him on the couch. you reach over to place a gentle hand on his thigh. “what is it?”

jake dramatically lifts his foot up into the air before lowering it back down onto the cushions. “is this really necessary?”

“i’m sorry,” you murmur with a sympathetic smile. “but it’s only for a few days.”

“a few days of being imobile!” your gaze falls to his crutches lay forgotten on the floor in front of the couch.

“well,” you sigh. “since i’m here, why don’t i help you out?”

jake’s eyebrows furrow in confusion before you kneel down, lifting him up. his arms instinctively wrap around your neck as you carry him into the kitchen so he’s sitting at the dining table instead. “here,” you smile. “lunch will be ready in a few minutes, okay?”

“okay,” jake smiles; a deep blush spreads across his cheeks.

⋆｡°✩ sunghoon

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“hyung,” sunghoon calls as he sits down beside you with a sly smile. his hair is still damp from his shower; the water nearly drips down his face before he reaches up to push his fringe back. you raise a questioning eyebrow as he sets his elbow against the table, holding his hand out for you to take. “wrestle with me.”

you chuckle, turning in your spinning chair to face him. sunghoon impatiently flexes his hand. “why?”

“what?” he teases, moving even closer to you. “are you too scared? i always knew i was stronger than you.”

you shake your head as you playfully roll your eyes, reaching out to take his hand into yours. you squeeze his hand in yours. “may the best man win,“ sunghoon smiles.

“whatever,” you laugh.

both of your arms tremble from the force of the both of you trying to push the other’s arm down. sunghoon’s lips quirk upwards into a proud smile as he slowly begins to lower your arm until he eventually wins with a final push to press your hand down against the table.

“yes!” he cheers, letting go to playfully tease you. “admit it,” he teases. “i’m stronger than you.”

“oh, really?” you stand up, wrapping your arms around his waist as you lift him up into your arms. sunghoon gasps softly before his laughter begins mixing with yours.

⋆｡°✩ sunoo

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sunlight seeps into your bedroom through your window, casting a soft golden glow across the room. sunoo lays curled up in your bed in the same position that you left him in when you woke up and silently left to make breakfast. your blankets lay draped over the lower half of his body as he holds a pillow clutched against his chest.

you smile to yourself as you kneel down beside sunoo. soft snores occasionally escape his lips. his breaths are even and deep. his disheveled bangs perfectly frame his features.

you reach over to brush a stray strand of hair back into place, making sunoo stir slightly. your hand trails lower; your fingertips tracing down his face and along his jawline. you cup his cheek before carefully leaning in to press a kiss against his forehead.

sunoo lazily blinks awake, squinting at you through tired eyes. “hyung?”

“morning, jagi,” you smile. he lets out a soft hum. “come on,” you murmur. “i made breakfast.”

sunoo doesn’t move, instead gesturing for you to pick him up. you playfully roll your eyes but lean down nonetheless. he smiles brightly as you use one hand to support his back; the other holding his legs.

sunoo’s arms wrap around your neck as he leans in to press a quick kiss against the exposed skin. “thank you,” he whispers.

⋆｡°✩ jungwon

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you’re shaken awake suddenly by jungwon’s incessant coughing; his body hunched over beside you. the tiredness leaves you immediately as you sit up beside him, patting his back in an attempt to calm him down.

“did i wake you?” jungwon asks when the fit passes. he leans over to rest his body against yours, blinking up at you through tired eyes. “‘m sorry.”

“it’s alright.” you run a hand through his hair, pushing his fringe away from his eyes. “how are you feeling?”

a soft whine escapes your boyfriend’s lips as he nuzzles his body deeper into your chest. you furrow your eyebrows, brushing your hand against his forehead. his skin feels warm beneath your touch and his cheeks are flushed.

“wonie,” you whisper. “i’m gonna go make you some samgyetang, okay? i think you caught a cold.”

you receive another whine in response. jungwon reaches out to grab your hand, gently wrapping around your wrist as he pulls you back down towards the bed. “hyung,” he rasps. “don’t go.”

“okay,” you nod. you push the blankets away enough to stand up before reaching over to lift jungwon up into a bridal hold. his eyes widen in surprise for a few seconds before he lazily reaches up to wrap his arms around your neck, leaning his head against your shoulder.

⋆｡°✩ niki

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niki sleepily blinks in an attempt to keep himself awake beside you. his eyes remain fixated on the movie playing on the dorm’s tv as he leans against your side, hoping the explosions and overbearing soundtrack will be enough to prevent his oncoming sleep.

niki finally relents after a few more minutes, shifting even closer to you. he can feel you startle slightly when his head falls against your shoulder. he lets out a content sigh as he leans closer into your warmth; the movie now long forgotten.

you brush your fingers through his hair, only lulling him even further into his sleep. his eyes flutter closed as you smile at the sight of your boyfriend cuddling against you. niki’s arm lays leisurely draped over your waist as he curls into your side. his breathing slowly begins to even out as he slowly falls into a deep sleep.

you reach over to grab the remote as subtly as you can without moving him too much, pausing the movie before turning it off. niki stirs slightly as you move just enough to place one hand against his back and the other underneath his legs to support his body.

“hyung?” niki rasps as he wakes up.

“it’s okay,” you whisper, lifting him from the couch. “we’re going to bed.”

he hums as he leans his head against your shoulder. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” you smile.

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oftidheard · 4 months

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hello💕💕 could you write something with coryo x reader around christmas? maybe sejanus gives her an expensive present bc they're friends but coryo gets jealous bc he knows he can't afford to give her anything of similiar value so he broods until she notices his mood and nags him until he tells her what's up? ending is open to you obv💕💕

so happy to finally post my first seasonal fic! wishing you a belated merry christmas ♡♡ warnings: one suggestive comment at the end. for the sake of this being a christmas fic i tried to keep the toxicity of the relationship out of the main focus, but it's also semi integral to the plot (in the way reader acts around coryo + and goes about resolving conflict with him)

"talk to me." coriolanus snow x reader ↳ 1.9k ↳ angst with a happy ending ↳ implied feminine

"it's lovely, isn't it?" you muse with a smile, admiring your adorned necklace in the coriolanus's small bedroom mirror. the centre ruby sits between wings of clear gems, cleanly cut teardrops no larger than the nail of your pinky framing the star of the show in such a way that it doesn't feel boasting — it's a beautiful presentation, but does not insist upon itself.

the golden chain trails along your skin as if it were made to sit there, and you can't stop yet another of the slightest giggles from escaping your mouth at just how good sejanus is at buying you the perfect presents.

you swivel your head when your boyfriend doesn't reply to your cheery fish for his opinion — which for the past minute or so that you've been gazing at your beautiful necklace, has been oddly absent — and you find him perched on the edge of his bed with an unreadable look already on you.

you'd expected to find him slowly undressing after the long day, and suspected that perhaps he had just gotten lost in his own world of calculations and undoing his tie. but now, he remains in his outfit of the day, not making any move to relax.

"coryo?" your voice wavers, as does your previously joyous smile.

he finally moves, only to turn away from you and towards the window across the room. you miss the tick of his jaw, and while he hears your shaky sigh which you try to hide loud and clear, he misses your split-second moment of hesitance before approaching him.

your footsteps are cautious, and though it would mean nothing but perhaps your boyfriend looking down on you in a weird way, you think — within the next seconds it take you to reach his side — if the floorboards beneath you were to creak, you'd run and cry. if only from the absurdity of the world's audacity to keep breathing even as you find yourself in a stiff bubble devoid of air.

you take a deep, silent, breath before you sink to the mattress beside him — and hope it's enough to get you through whatever this is about to be; imagining even just breathing in front of your seemingly angry boyfriend to be too much of a sign of weakness.

his bed is uncomfortable beneath you, though the fact your boyfriend is all of a sudden sending you death glares is probably no help at easing you. you keep a distance between the two of you that you hope is big enough for him to not feel attacked — and, selfishly, for you to feel just a little bit safe.

you hope, humourlessly, that your sitting here silently for a moment might be enough to coax him into even just facing you. it isn't of course, coryo is stubborn as ever and you'd have to hear it from himself to be sure he's even noticed your presence beside him.

you push down any hesitance as you lightly bounce your leg against his, joined by a, "hey," called softly and laced with a brightness that doesn't reach your eyes, you try to catch his attention — and, ever so ideally, cheer him up.

but he's quick to draw himself further away from your touch with a rise from his seat, and the hitch in your breath is evident when — without necessary preparation — you quiver out a, "what's wrong?" so embarrassing you're not shocked what must be his complete indignancy at your patheticness is what finally gets him to look down at you.

he glares, watching as you piece yourself back together unsteadily, and after after a silence that forces you to look him in the eye, his own eyes flicker from your hold, and he speaks coldly.

"it doesn't suit you."

immediately, your mind comes to the conclusion that he means your inability to keep a level head when he so much as looks at you wrong — and it's a miracle you keep tears from welling just long enough to catch the way his gaze flickers to fixate on your chest.

the heartbroken, 'oh' that had been on the tip of your tongue falls silent, and you meet a growing scowl on his face as he notices your own recognition of the actual object of his disdain.

your eyebrows slowly draw together as the bitterness in coriolanus's eyes only grows, and you're given the chance to regain your footing — both literally and figuratively, as you rise to stand in front of him.

"you mean the necklace?" you query, hands drifting the the fixture as you speak softly.

his jaw tenses, features becoming taut and ever colder.

for an agonising second he doesn't reply, doesn't say a word; just stares at your jewellery, his glare so piercing you feel like it's burning right through the skin of your chest until it meets — and stabs right through — your heart.

then, his feet are swift and soundless in his own deadly equivalent of storming out of the room, leaving you behind still confused as to what exactly is wrong with your new necklace of all things.

your immediate situation doesn't cause you panic — in another world, if alone time was what coryo wanted, it's what you'd give him, you'd let him calm down on his own terms — but rather, what happens after the anger has simmered. if you aren't there to completely cool it down, he holds onto it with a vice-like grip; he still doesn't let you talk alone with felix after he'd caught the two of you in conversation and you hadn't followed him after he'd fired up.

you've learnt, if you play your cards right, and if you have just enough patience to keep chasing him to wherever he runs off to if you slip up until you get it right; you can pluck the fury out while it's still raw, and it'll be almost like it was never there.

so your steps are swift follow him out to his empty living room, and you slow down your approach — only when you see the back of his head sat on an armchair — to analyse his posture, and make the most well-informed decision you can.

you don't make the mistake again of lowering yourself to his height — not letting him feel you're on some sort of even ground where he thinks he could seize the 'upper hand' — and instead sit on the arm of the seat.

you don't rush to talk. you spend about a minute consciously making the effort to make your breaths even and an acceptably just audible volume, to ease him.

it works, because when you reach out carefully to rest a hand right where his shoulder meets his neck, he doesn't stop you. though nor does he keen into your touch like he does when he's truly relaxed around you — but he didn't lean away or tear your hand from his skin, so you take the win.

you bide your time, keeping your touch light as to not make him feel like you're trying to weigh him down, and you gracefully move in just an inch closer.

his jaw clenches and unclenches, you wait with a careful eye until you you watch his tenseness marginally recede, and his muscles slowly relax — marking an opening for the next stage of your plan.

you take a breath, feather-light just the same as your lifted hand from his shoulder that now trails up coriolanus's neck.

"coryo," your voice is honey sweet, and paired with your fingers skilfully intertwining with the soft hair on the back of his head, your tactic to break down his walls of anger makes way for your soft demand, "talk to me."

you hear his sigh that slips out more like a gasp at your warmth, and twirl his curls between your fingertips with a very purposeful gentleness as you wait for him to finally reply.

when he does, he tries to remain rigid and still through your touch, not looking at you as he says, "the necklace. it's ugly, and cheep."

your breath hitches, and you're suddenly glad coriolanus was still too unhappy to look you in the eyes when he said that — if he had, you wouldn't be able to be held accountable for a returned insult or even slap at his audacity to insult the gift your best friend gave you.

but you have to remind yourself — through a growing mass of fog growing in your head that only wishes to defend yourself, and more so your friend — that if you simmer on your own upset and take too long to keep the conversation moving, your boyfriend will feel like he can take matters into his own hands again.

and, further down in your gut, even if you notice the way coriolanus glares at your friend whenever he's around, you realise that his hatred for your gift doesn't just come from a place of hatred for sejanus. you know the snows struggle, and you know how much he hates himself for it; so it's no surprise that this knowing he cannot buy you any christmas gift like he might wish to, paired with the person who can shower you with presents is the district-born pain in his side, must surely be mixing together to make a cold bitterness inside him that he now takes out on you.

you count no more than three seconds, a gap just small enough to be safe, and take a deep breath. you love coryo, you want to comfort him, and it's not like he even directly insulted sejanus. you encourage yourself to smile, and start to lightly graze coriolanus's scalp with your nails — a sensation you know he secretly loves.

"i'm a bit warm in here," you hum, and notice out of the corner of your eye that his gaze follows yours when it flickers to a window, "i'd love to go out in the snow."

he doesn't reply audibly, but the way he finally leans back into your touch is an answer enough for you. you can let yourself breathe easier now, and go about the rest of your plan without an elevated heartbeat.

you plant a kiss atop his head, and slip away to his bedroom in the blink of an eye.

you catch your reflection in his mirror for a melancholy split-second, but don't let yourself dwell for even a moment, and unclasp the jewellery.

you slip it into your bag, and ignore your own perfectly substantial coat in favour of shrugging on one of coriolanus's.

breath in — you practice your warm smile in the mirror, the expression growing minusculely more genuine at the sight of yourself still beautiful from the night's earlier get-up, and an undeniable flutter at the sight of yourself in your boyfriend's clothes — breath out.

when you emerge, you find coriolanus in the winter coat he'd worn earlier tonight, and you stop in the doorway for a moment to let him notice your attire — and lack thereof in the case the necklace.

his eyes linger on your figure long enough for you to know his unimpressed eyeroll is all for show, and the extra heaviness in his gaze when it still lands back on you a moment later confirms to you that he's much happier to see you wearing something of his than he pretends to be; another win.

you smile sweetly as you walk up to him to link your arms, and hold your side close to his.

"where to?" he asks, and suddenly you feel the calmness that tells you you're now just spending a pleasant evening with the man you love.

"hmm, you can see the stars clearly from the park..." you lower your voice to a playful whisper, "and no one else will be there at this hour."

he pulls you closer as you walk out the door, and you embrace the closeness.

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus x reader #tbosas x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes x reader #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games x you #the hunger games x y/n #thg x reader #❤︎ — the mockingjay sings

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shinjisdone · 9 months

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♡ Yandere Alphabet ♡ Glitchy Red ♡

Based on the original story and slightly of Retold!Glitchy Red story. Not a single AI thing here, they are nice don't misunderstand but like, they are too disconnected from his real personality maaaan

this man has been living in my head rent-free + listening to Isotope and all the great content I find of him here is not helping-

Yandere alphabet found here.

Original picture cut and cropped here.

TW: Yandere behaviour all the way, extreme possesiveness, murder and psychological torture mentioned (not at you), bodily harm (at you) gore, guilt-tripping, fear of abandonment, dream manipulation and nightmares, blood, wish for control, trust issues, desperation, uncontrollable jealousy, clingy behaviour, wish for death mentioned,

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Well, we are already starting out with a tricky one. Red here is a sentient video game character stuck in a Pokemon game from 1996. It doesn't matter if it is from an original gameboy, a gameboy advance, emulated or romhacked, Red is stuck. Stuck in an device that is similiar to hell to him if it weren't for you and your company, even if you two can only communicate through your two vastly different worlds.

There is no physical way for Red to show his affections even if he wanted to. The guy is rather indirect, subtle and scarce with his affections and can only do so through verbal confirmations. Again, they are subtle and could be misunderstood as simple appreciation if you two are close. "Thanks for sticking with me, a video game character" or "Having your company is better than anything else this hell offers." Maybe even a "All I have is you and I don't mind it." That's really all he can do through his little message text boxes or even through the old speakers, though his voice would be so bit-crushed and not clean, that it would be hard to understand him. Better so perhaps, maybe he'll let a more intense version of his feelings for you slip out, one that might unsettle you.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Again, Red is stuck in some device he cannot escape from and he is the only real person there, so it isn't like he can go out of his way to get messy. Maybe mess with some code but that would only result in himself getting hurt and how would that help you?

However, the willingness is there. Right there, 200%. Once Red realizes and accepts that he needs you and wouldn't want you to ever leave, he will protect you. If he could find a way to at least, maybe...jump from device to device like a virus, then he'll do his utmost to terrorize and scare away those he himself judges to be too close to you or that are harmful to you. He feels no empathy nor thinks anything through whether this person truly deserves torment or not or how you'd feel about it - if Red wants to hurt a person, he is going to do it. Unfortunately, without a physical body outside in the real world, he cannot get rid of anyone but trust me, how he wishes to do so. He would hate everyone and anything equally no matter who they are - if their mere existence threatens your safety or you being taken away from him, Red will do anything to get rid of them. The sooner the better.

On that note, the best way to get rid of or scare people away is through dream manipulation. He'd need some kind of connection to his target but once he does, the willingness to mess with them is there. How messy and bloody he will be depends on the person's actions and how Red feels about them aka how angry he is at them. Whether or not they hurt or are too close to you, his emotions range from cold murderous intent as he stares into their eyes with a grim look as their limps rip and crack. He'll visit them in their dreams in irregular, unpredictable patterns, the torture lasting for weeks until the person decides to already stay the hell away from you. When he is angry, truly, truly enraged (which can happen easier than you might think) the torments last shorter but much, much more painful. He'll scream and bark, his jaw unhinged as he for once does not mind his body glitching in and out as he screams all the pent-up thoughts and feelings he has for the target. How dare they take you away from him, how dare they mock and hurt you, how you belong to him, you are his, his, his, his (Name)! All the while he mauls them.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

The only way he can "abduct" anyone is by having them keep the game - rather, make it impossible for you to finish or get rid of the game entirely. That way you can never leave him.

In a way it's more like you are keeping Red and if it cannot happen willingly, then he has to force himself to stay in your life. By dream manipulation or by telling you how you are the only player, the only real person he can count on not to hurt him like the others, how he needs you. How you are something, something real between all these NPCs and codes he believed to be real too, only to find out that their lifes are meaningless. In a way, there are others out there that also believe his life - he'd prefers to call it existence - is meaningless (especially his creators, Red is sure of that). Nothing would be lost if he or everything in the game were to be deleted. But you would care. You do not see his existence as meaningless. Don't throw this away now. It's not like those are lies either. He doesn't see himself manipulating you but just telling you his perspective of things. Though he would silently admit to himself that it is guilt-tripping.

So there isn't any real "abduction" and therefore no mocking, he doesn't like to do that to you anyway (only to others who think they can do as they please when it comes to you). The only time Red would mock you is if you were really, really confident of getting rid of him. Of leaving him. After all, a player has control over the video game character - oh, if only you knew of what he is capable of. Look at you now, still here with Red. You two aren't done here and you will never be.

If we wanna get reaaaaally fanfic-y and deus ex machina - then if Red managed to trap ypu with him on the game, then he must be absolutely insane. Trapping the one he cares about in his own hell just for you to be together...there will be begging and depseration, yet also control and orders. Not a pleasant time.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Definitely hurt or hunt others even if you say they are harmless, even those you consider friends or family. Red judges many things on his own terms and if something displeases, annoys or makes him jealous, he will deal with it his own way. Of course, he won't tell you so and plays the aloof, innocent character trapped in a game - what could he possibly do?

Red would have his own sense on what is regarded as "safe" for you. Going to this one place? No, better not. That one person would like to buy you some coffee? Don't even think about it, Red doesn't trust them. There isn't much he can do about it though. The number one reason why he'd look down on each decision like that is because it means you'd leave him back home, on your bed or table while he is once again alone and will wonder when you'll come back. If you ever will even. This jealousy he harbors against anyone and everyone and the lack of control and agency he has frustrates him. He does wish he could..."control" you better than just saying "no".

Distorting your dreams however is different. While the place your dreams take place in are usually a void or a place in that godforsaken, messed up game, Red can ignore all of that and instead focus on you. While he wouldn't do anything against your will in your own dream - he still...cares for you and...loves you (he thinks...he never felt anything like this before. Before that it was all anger and brooding, pessimistic depression and even before that it was nothingness...but now he has you and these feelings he can hardly admit to himself) - and he still wants you to like him, like you do now. You care for him...and Red would never want to betray that trust, that privilege.

No, instead he revels in the control that he has in seeing you. In touching you. Hearing you clearly instead of these old-school speakers. It's his favorite thing in the while world now (not that there is anything to be fond of in this glitchy game).

He'd never do anything to upset you but there is a certain glee he feels when he can actively initiate touching you. Before he'd just sit back on a more tolerable map, listen and reply. Here he can walk up and see your human features, touch your human features. All because he invades your dream, he the one to call you and being able to manipulate and transform your unconcious dream world whenever and however he pleases. He lives for that kind of control but wouldn't mind more.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Vulnerability is not something Red can afford showing when he is a helpless creature at the mercy of players again and again and again. It takes time and it takes trust and there will always be a tint of fear that you could end up exploiting his vulnerable side and secrets or even worse, leave him after all the trust he put in you. It's in the back of his mind, seldomly however if you do prove yourself as good and trustworthy.

Red will have no problem telling and showing you all that he constantly has to deal with, his reality. He'd definitely show you parts of the game's world through your dreams, see replicas of the glitches and the messed up codes which he has to face every playthrough. It makes you understand him better, maybe even have a bit of sympathy for him which he strives for. He wants you to understand and he wants you to see what he sees. He, too, is a person. In some way at least.

When it comes to his feelings though? He is...hesitant. A part of him doesn't ever want to confess his feelings, let alone even accept them himself. Loving you means being vulnerable, letting you see every part of himself that got crazier and crazier with each player that tormented him. He'd rather just never think about what exactly he is feeling and prefers to just indulge in this love you are giving him by just being there. Yet when you two find yourself in a fragile situation, Red might be a bit more honest and a bit more sentimental. He might even go too far with his honesty. These things only happen in bits and pieces and every blue moon so don't forget them. Red won't.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Fighting back could happen like this: You don't listen to him, do not play anymore, keep the device shut, straight up disobey him or refuse to sleep so Red cannot enter your dreams. Those are unusual ways of fighting back but it works better than you think.

In the beginning he will be begrudgingly quiet...before loudly exclaiming how pointless this is. He cannot leave and will not. Maybe he even will say how childsh you are being right now. Yet when enough is enough, Red will be heavily and throughouly frustrated. You can tell when a high-pitched howl is heard from the speakers even when the device is shut. In fact, something you may not know since he keeps it from you, is that Red can willingly open the game and turn on the device whenever he pleases. So when you think you can just 'shut him up' by closing the game you will certainly be jumpscared to death when it just pops back up with that familiar Pokemon sound effect ear-piercingly high. Red would stare at you through the title screen, glaring and disappointed. "I'm not done talking." He'd hiss.

No matter how you approach the situation, he will be frustrated beyond belief. The soundeffects whine and screech, the game turns on in the middle of the night, being incredibly hot to the touch, the cartridge sometimes appearing at convenient times right in front of you and with Red glitching out more and more everytime he appears. It's hard to distinguish anything anymore on the screen. The pixels on him and all around are nothing but black and white, one's and zero's with Red screaming and screaming and screaming so hard that you cannot understand a word. All in hopes and in frustration that you will pick up the game again. You must. Don't leave him here.

It's going to take a lot, and I mean a lot, of time to get him to even calm down. Getting his trust back is a whole different story.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Is this a joke? Not ever would Red even humor the thought of seeing this as a 'game' - hell, he is trapped in one! No, he does not enjoy watching you try to leave, try to leave him. He doesn't even see this as any 'escape attempt'. In his eyes you are abandoning him. You come into his pathetic excuse of an existence, you, the one good thing he has ever had - he never thought good things could happen to him - and then you are trying to leave him? Abandon him?! No! NO, hE woN'T LeT THat hapPEn!

Genuinely afraid that you will succeed. He is a video character, damnit! There isn't much that he can do! He's not seeing this as a game, he is desperate! Softlocking the game, haunting you in your dreams, anything, aNYthInG he'D DO!

Yet Red is also feeling very much betrayed and hurt. Why? Were you seeing him as a joke this entire time too? Were you just toying with him and his feelings? No, that can't be...you are different, you are! Is it him, did he scare you away just like the others?

He's torn between taking his revenge on you for even daring to abandon him and begging you to stay and ready to sacrifice anything to get you to. You have to stay. You have to stay. You have to stay!

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Oof, the dreams turned into nightmares for sure. If you are attempting to escape, or in Red's words, leave him, then enough is enough. As a last resort after having tried everything to get you to pick up the game again, Red is frustrated. It is only a matter of time before you fall asleep out of exhaustion. One little moment of weakness and your eyes flutter close for just a second before you are faced with Red. He was waiting for you to give in.

You can barely let everything sink in as the environment around you distorts and screeches. A place that doesn't even seem solid, glitching in and out of existence and artificial sounds grate your ears. Red is right in front of you, a glare as dark as thunder with a voice that is just as booming. Jaw unhinged and body glitchy, he screams and screams and screams in your face on what you were thinking. How you could do this to him, what you were even trying to do and if what you two had was really that awful. But this is as far as you are going to go. Red is going to do everything to get you to stay. If he has to do something to disable or keep you from leaving, then he will do it. He isn't joking.

The noise and the blurry vision is an overload of senses. You hold your ears, shut your eyes close but you can still hear and see everything - fighting back is pointless. You can barely do anything from this sensory overload, your body feels frozen as each scream shakes your bones. Red might hesitate since he does not really want to hurt you but his rage is too big, too tempting and he grabs your shoulders in a steel-tight grip, not letting you look away from him. He doesn't mean to but he will end up digging his fingers into your flesh and there is a chance you will end up waking up hurt and bleeding. Red doesn't mean to but he is too angry to control himself.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Tricky one again. While Red insists and believes he is a person ("I think, therfore I am. Isn't that what you humans say?") he cannot say he is normal. He does not need to eat or sleep, he cannot change nor really age. When there is no change, there is no future. All he can hope and want in the realm of possibilities is to continue to stay with you. Keep turning on the game, keep talking to him, keep him company forevermore. Never leave him. You are the only real and good thing he has and while it utterly hurts to know he cannot really ever have you beyond the screen, Red still wants this. It may be monotone and routine-like but it's the most joy and happiness he has ever felt in his existence. Nothing compares.

Well, he does like to daydream when you aren't there and likes to get whimsical while doing so. Imagining what it would be like to get out of this forsaken cartridge and be there, in the real world with you. Would it still be routine-like? Would he partake in all these things you do in your life that you tell him about? Oh, how wonderful it would be to wake up by not having a screen go blank but by opening his eyes and seeing you. Holding you and touching you and doing normal, human things with you where there is no time-limit like in your dreams. Where he can be in a clean, not-distorted environment where the everchanging tiles and droning music does not make him go mad. Just you and him and no one else. No one else. Just you and Red.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Jealousy is unfortunetely something he experiences often and in great measure. Whenever there is just a third person mentioned, no matter if he knows their name or not, no matter if they are friend or family, Red will get jealous. Mostly due to the fact that it means you're leaving him alone to be with someone else. Someone real. You'd leave the game back home, ask even sweetly if Red would like to keep the game on or not, which he will begrudgingly either refuse or accept - it doesn't matter either way if he is on and here. You will not be. You are going away to be with someone who isn't Red, a real person who you can probably connect more with. Most of his jealousy stems from insecurity and the fact that he may have feelings and thoughts but he isn't real enough to be with you, unlike other people.

When he is the least jealous Red will just be pouty and snippy at best. Sarcastically telling you, no, it's fine, meet your friend and leave him be. He'll be fine. He doesn't really lash out nor cope in that regard. He'll just try to distract himself as much as he can in his own little hell. At worst is when that friend or family member or whoever is a recurring person in your life. It doesn't matter if your relationship with them is platonic, superficial or just in a polite way. Red wouldn't like them. He'd ask if it is really neccessary to meet up with them if they are just a coworker or classmate or whatever. If they are just that, then they aren't important enough. Spending all your time on them...what about Red? They probably have more humans in their lives; He only has you.

However, his endurance has reached a limit when that person is romantically interested in you (even worse when you are romantically involved). No, he cannot have that. To Red it is a clear sign that this person is trying to take you away from him. Whenever you gush about them or even objectively tell him of your 'date' with that...person, that thief, that bastard...then he's losing his mind with each word. He is trying utterly and incredibly hard to not snap at you both through the screen and in dreams - in fact he will be so upset he will not visit you in your dreams for a while - it...isn't your fault. No, it's them. How dare they. How dare they try to take away what is Red's. You belong to Red. YOU BELONG TO RED.

There is this underlying possessiveness Red always has that peaks when he is feeling utterly jealous. As a video game character who has always been a puppet and whose accomplishments were all lies, Red longs to have something to own and be his and that thing is you. You, this wonderful, kind being. He only has you and only needs you. He will not hesitate to think like that and to say things like that. Maybe not to you directly, he is still aware that it is abnormal to feel like this but he will definitely let that bastard know.

As mentioned in 'Bloody', Red will cope by tormenting that so called bastard through their dreams. He will also definitely try to kill them even if he knows it could be fruitless. The attempt or even succesful murder is more or less like a stress-reliever for him, for all these pent-up feelings he couldn't deal with in his game world. Well, he did. Red messed with the code of some NPCs, made them suffer as he imagined it was the bastard who suffered. Though NPCs aren't real people, they don't scream in agony as they die so a real human, who is also the target, is much more satisfying.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Surprisingly quite normal. There is always a gentle smile on Red's face when you two talk through the screen and he enjoys listening to you and talking about anything and everything, even mundane things. He may not have many opinions on things (please talk about anything but Pokemon. It's all he knows and he is sick of it) but he feels like he learns a lot from you when listening. Will actively ask questions about anything that intriguies him. Might throw some vague compliments here and there but will be embarrassed and discouraged if they aren't received well. Other than talking there isn't much he can do in the game. When unprovoked or nothing displeases, annoys or makes him jealous Red is quite pleasant to hang around with. However, he becomes so used to it he will always be expecting you to turn on the game every single day.

When entering your dreams? Unprovoked and without question? A bit more bold. Red will willy-nilly visit your dreams how he pleases, which later on becomes every night. The more he likes you, the clingier he gets when it comes to having your attention. He wants to talk to you every single day and wants to see and interact with you every single night. It isn't overwhelming to him in the slightest when you are the only one he has.

In 'dreamland' he really, really likes to touch you. Anything that can initiate skin-to-skin contact. From brushing your arm to holding your hand, even (embarrassingly) asking for embraces. Anything to feel your touch. Red knows what humans feel like, he usually initiated contact to rip their limbs and claw open their chests but with you this is different. You're sweet and kind and the touches you share are not of malice but of affection. If you start showing him affection, prepare to have him silently ask for it always. You aren't denying what you've done and are begging him to stop, you are showing him a new side of physical interaction. You are showing him embraces, he never had those before. Not by real people and not by that fake NPC that is supposed to be his 'mother'. This is new and warm and soft and makes him drunk off of it. This is love, isn't it? He can finally experience it - and expect him to always want to touch you and vice versa. Any kind of refusal will make him awkward at best and upset at worst.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Courting? Red...doesn't really do that. There's that slight fear of rejection. He could tell you how he feels but what if you reject him? What then? Will you continue being with him or ignore him all together? Would you feel disgusted that a sentient being is in love with you? Will you leave him? It all seems too risky.

On the other hand, actively courting you means being aware of his feelings and accepting with his whole heart that he loves you...that also seems risky. Red never had these kind of emotions before, it was always brooding anger, always distrust and revenge. Fear and pain. Being in love feels like being millions of miles away from these negative emotions and it's jarring. He knows he feels light and good when thinking about you as well as calm and happy when speaking to you. And when it comes to touching you in the dream realm? Absolute ecstacy, it's like he is high. Red likes these feelings very much so and indulges in them without a second thought but he cannot yet fully accept the source of these feelings. It's too unknown and jarring and scary.

Humoring himself with the thought of you saying you love him though? God, it sounds so great. There's that smile that turns into a gleeful grin when he daydreams like that and it goes up the charts when he also imagines kisses and sweet nothings. How he wishes you'd do that, he'd really go high. The image of you saying 'I love you, Red' repeats in his head and it's so damn wonderful and beautiful and makes his possessivness go up by 1000% as well. It'd do the same if it were a simple 'I care about you'. Your fate is sealed with those words.

Would try to be subtle with words and touches. Quite careful since he's new to it and he will be listening and remembering all your favorite things that you look for in a person. That's all he can do. Stuck in a game it's not like he can go on 'dates' or gift you anything.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not at all. Red is as honest with himself as he is to you and everyone else. To you, someone he trusts and cherishes, he is able to be much calmer and nicer. Why wouldn't he be? You're probably the only one who sees him as real and treats him and his feelings and thoughts as such and he does grow to care for you as well. He is much calmer and nicer. You enable him to do so, to act and be different in a more positive sense for once since he never had to have experiences like that with others.

Other people however, are immediately met with distrust. It makes sense considering his past and he is even more distrustful if these people want something from you. He'd rarely show himself as sentient, only when he is forced to. Distrustful, brooding and negative. He won't even give others a chance.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Red wouldn't ever want to 'punish' you. He cares for you and your well being very much and 'punishments' would only result in you hating him and he doesn't want that ever. He doesn't want you to change or hate him. You being you is the reason why he fell in love in the first place!

Instead the 'punishment' would only happen in a scenario similiarly to 'Hell' where he is trapping you in a nightmare. Red himself doesn't see this as punishing you but rather telling you how he feels. He's the kind of guy to be upfront with his emotions and desires when pushed too much since he just used to be a 'vessel' with no agency. Telling you how your actions hurt him and why you are doing this. Stop distancing yourself from him, stop changing! Just stay with him!

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

The question is if he could. Disabling options in the game when you're playing is easy as pie but how would he stop you in the real world? He could scare you away from doing some things but again, you'd only fear and hate him and that's the last thing Red wants.

But oh, only if he could. Just like his whimsical daydreams, Red also has fantasies that are much darker. If only he could have you interact only with him, have you locked up in a room where only the game - him - is there to be your company. If only there was a way to cuff you with him, like linking souls or hearts and no matter what would happen to the cartridge, Red will always be with you. Don't talk to anyone but him and be with noone but him. A dream come true.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Patient until he snaps? In the middle. The more unpleasant things happen it's like they pile up on his brain and the faster the limit is reached before he explodes.

Patient for you to love him? Quite a bit perhaps. He knows you aren't bad, aren't taking his feelings as a joke and you two like each other. Red doesn't see any charm on him with that glitched and messed up body and mind of his but he knows he cares and he knows you care. It can only go up from here, he tries to be optimistic.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Holy shit.

If you die...oh my. It would take Red a long time to figure out that you aren't ignoring him but have died. That's why you didn't play anymore, how could he have known when stuck in a cartridge? It would take Red a very, very long time to accept your death and when he does, he truly loses everything. He didn't have anything in the first place as a puppet until you came and now you're gone too - he should've known, should have acknowledged your mortality but always ignored it in favor of just indulging in you. Red gives up and wishes more than anything now that his cartridge is destructable. At least he'd be gone as well.

Successfully escaping leaves him in a frenzy though. You probably exclaimed your displeasure and pain with him in your life before leaving so that gives him at least a reason to assume you are still alive. Since the cartridge cannot be destroyed, Red can try anything and, I mean anything, to get you back. He's got infinite time. Perhaps the game will fall into the hands of another fool and Red will torment and force them to find you. They'll be a useful tool who can actively engage in the real world and having all the information of you that he has, Red will mercilessly do anything to them to have them track you down and only then, would he promise the fool he'll let them be. Prepare to find the cartridge again with distorted Pokemon music faintly playing. As long as Red is capable of it, he will never let you go.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

As mentioned, Red would never ever let you go. As long as he can still hold onto you, no matter in which regard, he won't let go. Red can never go back to the time before he met you, to this solitude where anyone he stumbled across was his perpatraitor and tormenter. Where people abandoned and replaced him, making him go through glitch city and missingno again and again and again. You are the only one who makes him feel alive. If he let you go, the chances of all that repeating like a cycle are a terrifying 100%.

Guilt? No. He cannot afford any guilt when he knows he cannot be without you. He'd feel awfully upset if you cried and felt frightful of the tight grip he has on you (both metaraphorically and literally when he immediately holds onto when entering your dream and stays that way until it ends). Mostly because the fact that Red being himself upsets you but it won't ever go to the lengths where he'd let guilt eat at his conciousness. It never did when he tortured other players before you.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

First he used to be just like the other NPCs: Unwittingly following a role with the utmost ignorance. As things began to become routine and inconsistend in his world, in this fake world, and he learns of the true reason for his existence through other players who inhabit the real, outside world - everything came crashing down. Existential crisis, a pessimistic feeling taking over him, loneliness, self-hatred, both emotional and physical pain, betrayal that all concluded in this cycle of revenge. Everything is the same and everyone is the same. Mocking him, causing him pain before getting scared when they get a taste of their own medicine and Red is being thrown to the next person.

Until you got the game and things were different. Red was still as distrustful to as he was to others before but over time, you proved yourself to be good. All that he was supposed to have in this make-believe life of his - purpose, care, love and recognition - he gets it all from you. You give him a taste of life, of what it feels like to be a person. Not a video game character.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He won't let the guilt gnaw on him. It hurts to hear your screams echo through the speakers and it hurts even more when you finally give into sleep only to see Red looming over you and you beginning to sob.

It hurts and he will frown all the while, being eerily silent as all he can do is offer a hug and rock you back and forth. Red doesn't know what to say, he is well aware of his selfishness but does not care in the end. He cannot let you go and he cannot go back to a time without you. He could easily tell you his perspective of things. Of how he needs you, how it is impossible for him to be any different and he will never, ever do anything nor let anything happen to change this dilemma. Red could let you know how he thinks of this...but he knows it's only going to bring you more pain. You are the prisoner now and while it hurts to see you like this, he won't change.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

If nothing that displeases him happens, Red is surprisingly nice to hang around with (aside from his clinginess). He slightly puts you on a pedestal and feels more malice and hostility towards others and always seems them as a threat. Since he is stuck in a game he has a bit less control over you, which is balanced out by his possessiveness he has over you in your dreams. Possessive, desperate, jealous and very keen and enjoys inflicting pain on others.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

A hard one. Since Red can connect to you in your dreams, you'd have to find a way to get him to stop. You'd have to learn to be as cruel as the players before you and exploit his trust. Make him believe you got his back no matter what and that your love for him is real and everlasting. Then, when you ask him to stop his visits for a bit, get rid of the game. Give it up to someone else, try to destroy it, just do something in this short time that you have. However, that does not guarantee any successful escape.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

As mentioned in 'Hell' there is a possibility of that happening but only once. Red cares about you and he doesn't want to use pain and violence as a way to keep you in line. It reminds him too much of his own past. The guilt would definitely eat him there and he'd do his absolute best to never do it again...unless of course, you keep on trying on abandoning him.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

There definitely needs to be work put in there for Red to even consider trusting you, which could take months to a year. Once he considers you good and trustworthy - and then later harbors feelings for you - Red might start to put you on a pedestal. When he's only experienced mockery, betrayal and torment for 'fun' because all people wanted was 'to see what would happen', you being the only one to not do that makes him believe that all this goodness, kindness and innocence people talk about must be all found in you. You are kindness incarnate while the rest of the world must be this so-called wretchness.

While he knows you aren't perfect, the more kindness you show you him, the more he will believe it. It's not exactly worshipping nor reverance but definetely thinking higher of you than of any other possible person. If they are cockroaches, you are a butterfly.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Red could pine forever as long as you stay with him. He'd be actually fine with only being on friendly terms with you as long as you keep him as your number one.

If another person comes into the picture and threatens your relationship (or rather Red immediately sees them as a threat) and if nothing happens either by you or him to sever this bond you have with that person, Red might snap. Angrily confessing to you, telling you how they are taking you away from him because you belong to Red! He loves you!

He is too emotional to think through the consequences and will demand that whatever is going on with that person has to stop. If you aren't doing it in a harmless way, Red will do it in a painful way. Fully aware and enjoying every second of it.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Not ever would he want that to happen. If he realizes he's being too much, he will back off for a few days but never truly gone. Red cannot afford to leave you, he doesnt want to. If there is anything you need or want to...just calm down, he will do it. Just stay as you and never leave him. Please.

#Glitchy red #glitchy red x reader #Yandere #Yandere alphabet #Yandere glitchy red #Pokepasta #Fnf lullaby

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noaltbruh · 4 months

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Hiiiii I noticed that requests are open so I'd like to request a request. Part 8 Josuke and Yasuho with an alt s/o?? Pretty please??? Have a good day <3

Sure! Let me just...

Casually goes on Pinterest and sees what alt is.

Okay! I like this style ☺️

Gappy and Yasuho with an alt S/O! 🖤

Gappy 🫧

Okay, I think we can all agree that Gappy does not know shit about fashion.

Mf goes around in a silly sailor costume and probability thinks he's the baddest ever.

But I do think he'd be quite impressed with your style! Since, well, nobody else in Jojolion really dresses that way.

Honestly though, I feel like at first he wouldn't really notice? Everybody's clothes is quite unique, so he thinks it's just normal for you to choose this style.

Once he starts taking a liking for you, especially after you start dating, he does compliment you very often! He likes how comfortable you seem in it and how you show off your outfits to him.

Genuenly doesn't understand if someone were to judge you for it. You look so beautiful to him, why doesn't everyone else think the same way.

Eh, doesn't matter: he'll gladly take their voice away if you agree.

I can totally see him innocently painting his hat black and crying when the color goes away because he wanted to match with you so badly.

Please, comfort him and gift him something you can actually match as a surprise, he'll never take it off. (and I mean it literally).

Yasuho 📱

Okay, as you can probably tell, the two of you don't exactly have similiar styles.

But Yasuho really enjoys keeping up with the latest trends and knows a thing or two about alt fashion!

Thinks you slay in every single one of your outfit and constantly cheers you on even if you don't feel confident that day. Supportive gf always.

Definetely gives you fashion advice and offers to do your make up to make it match with your clothes. She always has the biggest smile on her face as she does so.

You two go shopping together and she's constantly asking you if you want her to buy this or that or even that other thing too for you.

Please, stop her before she spends all her money.

Sends you pics of Kuromi and My Melody and says "Omg this is literally us!!"

100% gets matching outfit with you. Joshu nosebled when he saw her so you two beated him to death together 😊

She'd love to take pictures with you when you both look like this.

Would literally implode on herself if you were to match her style for once, and wouldn't stop talking about it for days.

#jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojolion x reader #jojolion #Jjba part 8 #jojo part eight #gappy higashikata x reader #gappy x reader #jjba gappy #jojo gappy #jojo x reader #Jjba x reader #jjba fluff #jojo's bizarre adventure x reader #yasuho hirose x reader #yasuho x reader #yasuho hirose #gappy higashikata

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vsyrworld · 7 months

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charlos drama after controversial twitter reye's created.. here is my shots

charlos (charles leclerc/carlos sainz jr)

M for kissing

anggsstt, drama, singapore gp, the iconic marina bay pool, comitment talks, (carlos parents are trash here sorry)

-- "Zero" inspired by (born to die lana del rey lyrics)

two week before singapore gp

turns out, they didn't go to singapore earlier as they planned to do. carlos flew back to spain with his parents, leaving charles alone in hotel room with a complex feeling. internet has been speculating lately, about how... how charles' image as too nice, too friendly, too happy-- accusation spiraling around that it is just a facade.

charles still laying down on his bed , carlos' bed, that is long cold. he waits and scroll, scroll again through infinity thread.

'what the fuck is wrong with carlos' he thoughts.

or maybe they didnt like him as much as carlos do. maybe whatever this thing between him and carlos is wrong. maybe nico rosberg words true though, he speaks his jealousy.

is he? is charles jealous of carlos? the realization sinking deeper into charles heart and mind. he didn't-- but at same he is- but carlos never been in monza podium before so it's fair. and charles is truly , beamingly, happy to see his teammate on top of monza. he is not jealous, no charles is capable enough to separate on off the track.

but does carlos? is he really mad or just mad, or annoyed that charles pushed him hard? carlos said he didn't enjoyed the battle, he watched the cooldown video,

didn't like it but the race was good. carlos didn't like it.

he gulped his own saliva and feel the tears start forming at his eyes. charles bring his forearm to cover his face, curling at the side where carlos' slept, the bedsheet is no longer warm, carlos scents on thin air, he barely can smell it anymore.

'are you mad at me?' 10.30 AM

he typed to carlos and it seems his boyfriend already on the plane. charles sighed and goes into his slumber before any of tears streaming down into his sleep.

one week before singapore gp

carlos didn't reply his message. charles put down his phone and stares into his kitchen wall,

"what are you going to wear during the karting? should i use long sleeve or t'shirt is fine?" there is a similiar voice shouting at him from living room.

charles' finger twitch to send another message. it is so rare that carlos forget to reply his messages, as far as he knows charles name is always on the top in his chatroom.

when is your flight to singapore?

i haven't prepare my flight you know... just in case

well, let me know! i'm available after jules' karting race! (sent 07.00 AM)

and now it's already lunch time. arthur rumaging his clotes, go back and forth towards living room and kitchen, find something to fill the stomach before touching down the track

"Bro!"

"What?!" Charles jumped at his brother.

"You are out of space again. Come on! we had race to go!"

ah yes., karting for jules is held today and the reason why charles standing in the kitcen because...

he blinks at his brother as arthur raised his eyebrow,

"you won't cook pasta for us right? i choose to not eat a whole day rather than to eat yours" he said before storm away to his own room.

what was it again? oh right, he need to toss the pasta, well yep shit, it's dry now. carlos used to pour a cream milk and hot water to the pasta while adding some herbs, that is what make the pasta so chewy and tender. so he grabs a glass and pouring the amount of water then a milk, letting it simmer until he felt the texture is just right.

he hummed at his creation. savory and creamy. the spices kicked his mouth deliciously. maybe for carlos, it's too spicy. but it doesn't stop him cooking for charles, every night, every little chance they had, it always goes like: carlos with grill pan and the steak smokes all around him while charles sitting down the counter, ready to annoy him with sauce or eating the dish, making carlos snarked then they will bantering with each other. lucky for charles, sometimes carlos could fuck him over this counter, letting his come painted the walls or some of them might be decorating their food. carlos said it's delicious anyway, charles might think it gross but what's the different than getting swallowed a whole?

he chuckled at his own thought, and remember something

right, he missed carlos.

"your cooking skill is improving"his maman takes a bite out of nowhere

charles grins sheepishly, "i have the best teacher"

his mom, always like an angel, smile and nods, telling him a goodjob. charles haven't say anything about his relationship, but somehow, his mom gives him a secret smile and charles didn't know how to reply it.

singapore gp week

Feet don't fail me now

Take me to the finish line

Oh, my heart it breaks every step that I take

But I'm hoping that the gates, they'll tell me that you're mine

12 PM, in the pool. just two of us.

charles breath hitched as a new message from carlos comes like a bolt of lightning. it's wednesday evening and charles started to worry if they will never talk about this. but patient always has it's own rewards.

charles stunned to watch the marina bay building from his car.

"your room is in level 16, number 5"

marina bay is beautiful

"charles?" his trainer voice slightly become annoyed because charles lost in his own world.

"where's carlos?" he said while still looking up to the building.

andrea sighed, "just a couple room closer to you. come on get moving charles, we've been here for thousand time and yet you still starstrucked looking at the building like a newborn baby" he says grumply before taking charles luggage out of the car

charles hummed, but it's true. singapore become more beautiful each year. andrea doesn't understand how beautiful singapore is to charles. and he thinks about the secret they kept in this country, sounds like an exclusiveness, charles loves it. he wonders if carlos feels the same.

so it is time to meet him then.

marina bay pool, midnight

carlos already sitting on the pool only with his swimming trunk when charles came to the highest floor. carlos and citylight infront of him, glorious, carlos and race track, magnificent, carlos gives him a side glance to him, endearing.

he smiled at his own idea before standing up beside him and

--a massive splash from the pool like slamming down by a whale

"ppfttt cahlos!" charles, soaked like a cat, still wearing full pajamas clothes. it not fair, he groans while looking at carlos who laughed at him.

"baby" carlos try to reach charles waist but before he could grasp any hems of charles's strings, the monegasque jump over and drowning both of them.

carlos wraps his arms in his waist, meanwhile charles hands find a grips in carlos' shoulder. they gave up and swim up to the surface.

he didnt know if he should laugh or take a breath first but they did both at the same time and ended up coughing. so so stupid.

"don't" charles gasping for a breath but still anchoring himself to carlos' neck

his teammate laughed and bring him into a soft kiss.

"charles," finally. oh charles want to cry.

he cradles carlos face with both of his hands, fingers trails the sculpture of his lover face, so hurried as if this moment will be gone in a flash. he missed him so much its hurts.

"charle-" carlos tries to speaks between the messy kisses but charles having none of that

stupid carlos left him hanging just after they sleep together. he hates carlos who run away and comeback as nothing happen.

"charles"

"non" he keeps kissing kissing his lips until it felt raw, fresh from their exchange saliva and carlos moans against him.

"you." charles ending the kiss by caging carlos head with both of his hands. "left me!" green versus brown, and charles sure he looks menancing now because how carlos brown eyes looking at him earnestly soft, innocent, afraid to be hurt.

despite his annoyance, carlos replies it with a sad gaze and a whimper. he closed their gaps in the water by pushing charles into pool side and hugs him close.

just right them, the race track is shining and splendid. the glows from track lights illuminating through the sky

they stayed in each other embrance in a damn long time, charles thought, did carlos booking the place so only two of them allowed to be this intimate?

he brought his finger to cradles carlos' hairs, "you cut it short"

only replied by a hummed against charles' neck. carlos snuggled closer into charles' skin

"what?" he decide to ask

"how many..." carlos sound unsure, " what did you see on internet?"

so this is it. charles gulped down, hands never leaving the thick locks that somehow shorter than before.

"everything..." he brushed carlos's spine up and down, "everything and it so unecessary. but..."

"but?" carlos fingers sinking deeper into a flesh of his waist

"i hate the way you treat me. just left me. it's dumb carlos, you make me feel dumb"

a silence occurs for a minutes, "it's complicated" carlos said. he cranes his neck to meet charles gaze that not looking at him, but to the scenery behind them.

"how so" charles asked him without spare a glance, "how could you say that when you also put me in a complicated situation?"

he watched carlos's face become more confusing than before, is he really?

"what do you mean"

'oh mamamia" charles giving him a tsk and carlos clearly grunts at his answer.

"you really jealous of me having my first podium in monza? charles you are unbelieveble--" carlos fingers are no longer in his waist. he whines at the coldness of water splashing against his body

"not that point" charles cuts him, " if you didn't like it why don't you just say it? if you can't say to the media, why not be honest to me? why would you need to be like 'oh the race was good but i didn't like it' at the same time you also say 'i enjoy the race, battling with charles is good', when you actually felt it wasnt!" he throws his arms into his side, making the water splashing everywhere

he doesn't dare see carlos eyes, he might cry, or maybe he is already. because he felt a warm water stings into his eyes, or maybe it just a splash of caporite.

"why you didn't say anything to me. people accusing me that i'm the one who lies to the media meanwhile i'm actually really like it and having fun. i'm so happy for your podium because you fucking deserve it the whole weekend. and they still said things like that-- and and " he is rambling too much but carlos let him to continue,

"and your mom, the twit, it doesn't make anything better!" charles gasped, " and i need you that time. i need you to convince me, to tell me that us is okay, but you are gone, you... you left and i don't know am i did wrong. does your family dislike me that much? is whatever we are having this right now, is wrong?!"

"charles hey" carlos cupped his cheek and it's a wet mixture between pool water and tears

charles shutted his eyes, it's stings and hurts in many different way, he tends to overthink so much and carlos is the one who often calm his racing thoughts but he wasn't , not at particular two weeks before singapore.

🎶Don't make me sad, don't make me cry

Sometimes love is not enough

And the road gets tough, I don't know why

"is me loving you, consider as a sin?"

carlos grips his face tighter, "charles!" his voice rough, disliking charles thought

it doesn't get better

"loving you when we are f1 driver is already hard!" he wriggles from carlos touch', but carlos held him firmly

charles brought his own hands to his eyes, palms against the eyelids desperatedly, and his voice becoming wavery as he speaks up,

"why you don't make it easier for me, to loving you as a person?"

"why carlos?" he lets carlos to see his vulnerabilty. when he opens his watery eyes, charles was shocked because carlos sheds more of tears, leaking down from both of his puppy brown eyes.

"don't say things like that"

charles was so stunned seeing his teammates cried so he completly blank as carlos brings his face closer for a deep kiss

he tasted a salty tears, the lashes are heavy with droplets. charles gasping for carlos's tounge and it sets firmly inside him. carlos brings his hand to brush against charles eyes,

"im sorry" he could hear carlos whimpers against the kiss

"im sorry, im sorry" carlos pulled away from his lips and goes into charles' nose, "im sorry, charles", and a drop on where his dimples used to rest, "i'm so stupid, i'm sorry" then settle it long on charles' forehead, "sorry, shalrs"

"carlos" charles look at his eyes and found carlos hiding something from him.

"sorry, i..." he stutterd as fingers shaking against charles' cheek. charles covers carlos' hands with his own, smoothering his hair hands slowly until the finger stop shaking.

"i'm serious being with you.about this. about us" carlos breath against him. then he let out a chuckled

"i've been thinking about the future how will i purposed you, how big or small our wedding goes, and yet here i am being so stupid that i can't even understand you, be with you, convince you that i love you."

charles stunned at carlos confession, "married..? you want to--"

carlos chuckled in his own tears, "my parents, they don't fancy you, but i'm hunderth percent sure it's because we are still teammates. they used to be like that to lando too, but not as severe to you." charles still eyeing him closely, seeing how carlos scrunched his face, preventing tears to spilled

his brows furrowed, "i swear i tried talk to my mom but she doesn't listen. yes, i didn't like it how you are pushing me hard while i'm defending but i'm also having fun. so so much. that's why i said that to media, i-- i want to tell you but things happen and my parents urge me to come home together and..."

"and you didn't replied to any of my text" charles said it bitterly

"yeah" carlos losen up his grips then settle down on his arms.

"i was..."

"its okay" charles sighed,

"charles. no, it's not okay. i made you questioning your feelings. i made you feel dumb" carlos is now looking at him shakingly, like... like he is a murder of someone or spill some ferrari secret to media.

but charles thinks about many possibilites of their position now. which is zero for them to come out as a couple. it is not a strategical condition from the team where they are still have a poor perfomance, it is not beneficial for carlos because of his on hold contract, and still controversial for their sponsors.

zero.

"but what does it takes? you can not just marry me here without our parents knowing. even so, i still can't hold your hands in public. i never had a chance to do a proper date with you!"

"are you breaking up with me?"

charles groans at carlos dumb answer, "seriously?! you think i'm that easy to give up !?"

carlos whinced, "no..."

"stupid" he huffed and looked away from carlos. thought lost at singapore citylights. they are supposed to having fun, it's singapore. their country, their history starts here. and yet... their downs choose to happen in this place too. charles smiled a little in his heart, knowing their hardship growing in singapore too. because he knows, love is not enough as the road get tough. it needs a communication. requires strong believes and commitment.

"i am sorry, please don't give up on us." carlos tugs charles arms and without further do, charles melt to the embrace.

fighting on track against carlos is exhausting but fighting off the track with carlos is more mentally worn-out.

"how about you?" charles asked, mumbling his face against carlos' neck

"i'll make it up for you. let's have a city tour right now. i heard there is night market that is very delicious."

charles blinks twice, right now? "date right now? like,, this in the midnight?"

he felt a warm washing his body, "yes charles. right now. lets go somewhere. we have plenty place to explore in singapore." carlos, for the first time they meet again, giving him a fond smile.

"but, people will see us. your parents must be watching you--"

"fuck them. i want to be with you. to spend a proper couple date with you."

charles could feel another tears building again but now, it's a happy one. one step being in public. slow but sure.

"okay" he breathes out. "help me change my clothes please?" charles wiggle his brows, creating a laughter from carlos

🎶Keep making me laugh

Let's go get high

The road is long, we carry on

Try to have fun in the meantime

sooner or later the world will now about them. sooner or later, charles will happy showing of the golden band that sit comfortable in his fourth finger. sooner or later he can walk hand in hand with carlos. but right now, the public only see their shoulder brushing against each other while they walked in orchid pedestrian street. carlos' parents might be seen the picture of his son feeding up charles the best kaya toast he ever tasted. later in the morning, rupert and andrea will scold them for sneaking out the hotel like a petulant child.

but above them all, singapore has witnessing their love oath. the country saw laughter, kisses, and tears they shared. five years ago they present themself to each other and singapore was watching them

and now, it is become the only secret they shared together. is sort of an exclussiveness. charles and carlos decide to keep it longer for a moment. and when they ready to state it publicly, singapore have to be the only place. it is.

born to die by lana del rey just a charlos masterpiece

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Monthly Mystery Reading : September

>The Majestic Sirens :Myth or Reality? Follower req.readhere

Posted on 22sep ,2023

{NOTE: This reading is not to scare or intimidate Anyone,its just a reading out of curiousity and to debunk the misconceptions surrounding it ,not to change the respectable history

>Feel free to ask me questions or express your views regarding this reading ,if you want me to add any other questions then send me ask for it }

☄️Psychic reading

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Things i picked up during reading!!

Wow they really like indigo ,blue and purple.

At some parts i felt really anxious and physically challenging to channel mainly because the energies are strong and intense and its very lively goodness.

There's this siren thats being mentioned again & over , i feel like she's a vital part of their history

I didn't picked up on any specific gender though i did get they" recognise each other physically by age "

I spoke in present tone cause i was advise too idk if someone is alive or not but i did picked up "yes and forward " .

Did sirens ever existed?

Yes for a very long time like centuries i'm getting 7's are significant here.

How is their energy like?

I'm getting they are really emotionally in tune with each other? They are more like earth signs , working and building together. Their energy is really intense like you cannot move yourself physically it takes force yet its calming at the same time .

Were sirens bad species?

No but they were overprotective of their energy if you step into their territory without their permission,you'll less likely survive but some were mostly i'm shown older sirens.

Where did they resided?

I heard "under the coal" someone where they are building things , someone in a big area the area is likely restricted i dont think so the conditions like the environment is healthy for humans without physical protection like some mask or oxygen is needed , i'm guessing its near a river there's smoke & salt and the air burns your eyes and you cant clearly see anything , y'know a place like san Francisco or Washington is what i got somewhere where the density is high

I'm getting distracted its kinda blurry vision.

Something they would like to tell us about their past ?

Wow the anxiety....I'm getting something sharp like needle, someone was lured in and killed ? I'm hearing someone say trapped and suffocated like they couldn't move their limbs OH WAIT did someone performed some sort of experiment ,yea i'm getting this was done by trusted person so there's betrayal most likely the death of the siren i'm getting she was really lovely,was Caring and compassionate but she was like crushed to the ground like her back had pressure on it and the pressure was exerted by something heavy wow i'm having trouble breathing ,like i'm coughing i feel light headed,yea her death effected the community badly .

Was her death intentionally carried out ?

No it was much of a surprise for everyone involved and it really scared the other community who had her captive like they weren't letting her go . Oh gosh what's going on . Yea she was really confused i dont think so she spoke at all i feel like they sing? Like their voice is like really high pitched could make someone feel disoriented instantly.

Who is this other party?

I heard something like molacies or malicious cause molacies doesn't maks any sense ,so yeah i think they're generally describing it . Yeah this other party took her i'm hearing this repeatedly . I think these are kinda similiar species to them, yeah . I dont know if its known or not .

Can they survive on land ?

I'm hearing they can ,like they stayed near water they were water creatures but it was essential for them to come up to survive almost like dolphins or seals . I'm highly feeling they used to do some work related to nature specially related to forest also forest has almost everything you need so i'm getting that and they had some sort of creative magical powers to them i'm really seeing hands like they could create energies maybe like rainfall , thunderstorm , something like that but not mechanical its very earthy power and it takes a lot of patience to build that .

How do they look like?

They're really proud of their physicallity i feel like they're really tall ,all are associated with distinctive colour which helps them stand out ,i'm getting "creativity" and "colous "a lot this part makes them happy , they look a certain way which helps them be recognised as a community i' was even hearing "weird" like you could get scared by their teeth or backside but they're actually very soft and sensitive.

One more thing , their voice is really powerful i'm getting its a weapon , their voice holds half of their energy it can k!ll you in a moment if its constantly buzzing in a field?i'm really getting frequeny and energy as well .

Are the things about sirens luring people true?

Yes to an extent ...

I feel like they do that because its needed like a part of the cycle but not everyone do that ig some older one's do that for being alive or smth and they're very dangerous i'm hearing they dont even belong to the community oh i feel like they betray the group by taking too much and not contributing enough to it so they want to derive from other community.

I'm hearing they are like really chill people would laugh at anything but after a long pause lmao i'm sorry its just the things i'm hearing are too funny+ they're very caring you can work with them but you must be committed .

What do they think of their current image?

They think its dumb and represented very badly , they are hard workers and down to business, they're constantly adapting and making big changes to the environment and all others notice is physical appearance its kind of disheartening as other things abt them are never discovered like its very surface level like the issue of modern and olden times - physical appearence over anything.

I'm repeatedly hearing we dont behave that way we dont look that great yeah lol 😭 there are some things i'm putting here they're really straightforward and venegeful. I do think the eye representation is very accurate as they did have captivating eyes they could have multicolour eye colour and i think they had weak lousy hairs mainly because of Marine .

Why do i feel like different kinds of siren exist based on the elements

i'm hearing at first glance they look very fragile ,not intimidating at all but usually they are intimidating and can harm if its needed and its something abt their pace too they could move very fast and yes they dont have vibrant coloured fins ,i feel like its fins not tails they could feel like animals when being called that way kinda... consider it as disrespectful.

It felt odd conveying that info

Also one part of it is very true they are dangerous like dancing with the devil vibe , they smell really great like fruity smell now idk how tho its something i felt i should mention ?!

One thing they hate?

Injustice , laziness ,lying

One thing they love ?

Smell , food , friendliness

These images best represent them :

Thanks for reading!!

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