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redbeanbunsworld · 5 months
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How would Ji Qiangxin react in the part where he kills MC for making fun of his hair if they managed to dodge his sword and now has a cut on their cheek and they see the moment MC realizes how close they where to dying and they begin crying and accidentally piss themselfs.
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I never, NEVER, expected this type of question. I'm not even lying. 😂 I genuinely don't know how to react to this, and I had to take a good while to think of something because this is something that I never thought of. Anyway, I guess I'll give you a reaction scenario.
(PS. I'm immensely sleep-deprived, so don't pin this on me. It is against better judgment to write this.)
 I  scoff, “Then why is your hair long, oh exiled prince?” His eyes turn colder, like a fierce fire to purge all that he finds unsightly, and as my eyes look boldly into his, a flash of red—like a sudden breath of cold across my throat, a tingling sensation that tethers, I reach to my throat. Blood. I grasp my throat and squeeze. Blood. My hand is full of blood. Fuck. I honestly can't even pray to Heibao, because nothing is going to save me would've saved me.
The singing steel rings through my ears, and I jerk my head up to see his face.
My legs go weak.
His face contorts, and I try to slip away as he steps back, where the hems of pants become warm, slapping against my leg as it sticks to my skin.
With each step I take back to crawl as far as possible, he walks further away, like he had seen a most detestable creature.
"Get the Xiaowei out of here," he spits in a whisper and turn turns to leave without another glance spared my way.
I release a tattered breath, pulling my legs into my body. To him, it was a Xiaowei pissing themselves, but to me, I would have died.
Listen...Ji Qiangxin will literally walk off. He has never ever expected to see Xiaowei Yang piss themselves from fear, and that never occurred and would have never occurred to him. He would be so disturbed and confused that he'd walk away.
Honestly. I'm also baffled and have no idea what the hell I just read and wrote either. ☠️
Hope you enjoyed it, I suppose. 🤣🤣
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byizoyas · 11 months
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tears of themis ; drabbles
sfw. ✩ the type of hugs they give you featuring: artem, marius, luke, vyn
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⸻ ꕥ ⌎ artem hugs you good morning pretty much everyday. his hugs are always quick, but so soft and comforting, and since he initiates it everytime it feels like he’s offering you his love through that daily embrace. and to be honest this is one of his ways to express his love. he’s pulling you so close that you can almost feel his heartbeat and then he drops a kiss on top of your head. he’s so gentle that if you ask for another one he’ll just keep you against him for as long as you want.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ marius is super touchy. he just can’t help but pulls you in for a hug whenever he sees you. he stares at you for a few seconds, admiring how pretty you are and then he just rushes towards you, almost forcing you into his arms. ‘i love you’ he whispers against your ear, and he gets you smiling everytime. it surprised you at first how easy it was for him to speak these words so often but now you can’t see a day without hearing it, because it genuinely warms your heart everytime.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ luke loves to hug you from behind while you’re doing something casual. you’re busy and he’s busy staring fondly at you. he looks at you for a few long minutes which seem to be a few seconds to him. you don’t even notice it because you’re too focused on your actions and he finds it absolutely adorable which is why he eventually comes towards you, grabs your waist and buries his face into your neck, dropping a few soft kisses on your skin.
⸻ ꕥ ⌎ vyn isn’t that much into initiating physical contact because he prefers when you do it. still, sometimes, when he craves attention and you don’t give it to him, he’ll take you by the hand and slowly pulls you in for a gentle embrace. and he remains unmoving, keeping you close to his heart and humming your delicious scent. he always tells you compliments while rubbing your back softly. his hugs definitely are the best despite it not occurring a lot making them really precious to you.
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kissofthemis · 1 month
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impossible question
"Can I ask a silly question?"
In the midst of a quiet lull in the NXX meeting, Rosa spoke up unexpectedly. Four pairs of curious eyes turned to her, and she shrank back in her seat a little. While the other members were always attentive, and they never acted to make her feel inferior, she couldn't help but be intimidated sometimes.
Nonetheless, this question had been nagging at the corners of her mind for a while now, and she could not ignore it any longer.
"No question from you is ever silly," Artem answered first, hoping to reassure her. "You are always insightful, Rosa."
Vyn nodded, a rare sign of agreement. "Indeed, I do not believe there is such thing as a silly or stupid question." He straightened up in his chair and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Only stupid people."
"You have the bedside manner of a dead fish, Vyn," Marius snorted. "Why do they let you be any kind of doctor?"
Before the bickering could devolve any further, Luke piped up and eagerly propped his chin on his hands. "What's your question? I'm happy to answer it if I can!"
"Well..." Rosa began fiddling with the edge of her sleeve. "It's more of a question for Mr. Wing and Dr. Richter, actually...."
Luke and Marius both looked dejected, but she tried to ignore the pang of guilt as she continued. "Mr. Wing, I understand that Libra represents the scales. Dr. Richter, I know you have to make many formal decisions that impact people's lives as you assess their health. However....
"Mr. Wing, your father is a judge. Dr. Richter, your sun sign is Libra. Wouldn't it make more sense if... you know... your codenames were the other way around...?"
An eerie stillness fell upon the room as all five members contemplated Rosa's words. The consternation on Artem's face was unmistakable, as was the chill in Vyn's eyes that he tried so hard to conceal. Both men, usually muted in their expressions, were undeniably stumped.
Luke's cell phone buzzed softly in his pocket, breaking the silence and restoring breathing air to the tense room. Carefully he slid it out and read the message:
Bet you 1000 Stellin that Vyn makes some snide comment about deserving 2 nicknames cuz he's got 2 doctorates lmaooo
Luke stifled a sigh and shot Marius a glance.
Throw in a free lunch this weekend and you have a bet. 👍
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tmntxthings · 9 months
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how would they behave if turtles and the reader had a kid?
well, let’s see…
immediately when I think of Raphael, I’m reminded of all the episodes where he’s telling his brothers not to do something because it’s dangerous or just him being super overbearing with Mikey cause he’s the youngest, now that’s just his brothers! Imagine this turtle with kids?! Raph is the kind of Dad who’s constantly checking in, all throughout your pregnancy he’s making sure you feel no pain, and he’s carrying you if he sees the slightest swelling from your ankles!
Once the baby is born, oh my goodness, he hasn’t left their side! Swaddled in blankets and cradled in the crook of his arm. He is most definitely falling asleep in that position too. As the kid gets older he’s constantly in their room, checking in! All of his favorite stuffed animals are no longer his own. They belong to baby! When that child finally learns how to walk, then to run!Raph is not ready!!! He’s worried, constantly there catching them when they fall. Raising his voice with concern, “Slow down!!” “No running!” “Watch out for the corner—!!!!” And if somehow, someway Raph isn’t there to protect them from the inevitable. If he’s in another room or whatever the case and hears his little ball of happiness crying, he’s there in the next second. Comforting and cooing, wiping away tears and kissing booboos all better! “Don’t worry I’m here, Dada’s here!” He’s the most attentive parent, but also the equivalent of a helicopter parent. Just the constant hovering, it’ll be cute until those teenage years when they start to rebel and do some questionable stuff!! Raph will have plenty of heart attacks but he will learn just like he did with Mikey that sometimes you gotta let the babies spread their wings!
…Just not too far away! ❤️❤️❤️
Leonardo is the epitome of cool dad. It comes naturally to him. Of course! When your pregnant he’s soooo excited, wants the gender to be a surprise! Loves them wholeheartedly no matter what they are! While Raph is super duper careful, Leo is way more laidback. Leo is actually the one chasing after his tot once they learn how to walk/run. He turns back into a child because of them, playing silly games, running around the house and jumping on furniture! Definitely knocking things over and getting plenty of bruises. Both him and tiny tot! “Uh oh did that hurt? Oh no no, it’s okayyyy! Look look Daddy got a bruise too. Ouchie! But it’s okay, we’re okay!” Now I have no clue what a safe age to start portal-ing but yeah, many a-portal-pranks! The type of dad to do jump scares for fun! This little kid will grow up a rascal through and through! Daddy Leo taught them well. But make no mistake, just because he’s more laidback than Raph does not mean that Leo won’t go berserk if he finds out someone is messing with his little tot!
Protective when needed! 💙💙💙
Donatello with kids. Where do I begin? I’ll keep going with this ‘how overbearing would they be’ scenario since that’s the theme I’ve stuck with for the first two. Donnie is a planner. He’s a problem solver. So I imagine he’s been preparing ever since the two of you starting trying for kids…maybe even before that… but most definitely mapping things out once he knows your pregnant. And when those nine months come to a close he’s got everything. Everything. I’m not a parent so I don’t know the essentials but like Donnie would have a whole room (color coded to light purple obviously), meal preps, and carefully crafted toys for whenever they reach certain ages! All very stimulating and made for educational purposes because this baby shall be the smartest baby ever! I’m sure they will be a little genius by the time they can talk in Donnie’s careful hands. Because that baby will have seen some high caliber tech when being held by their dear Papa. And where Donnie once would talk to himself about his own creations he now had a little listener…who couldn’t talk back yet, but was surely listening with big, round eyes! So cute!!!! (Also I didn’t mention this previously but each baby is definitely getting a shade of their father’s color. Like they had no chance in that department!!) So yeah Donnie is more on the unhinged side of protective parenting like Raph. Very adamant about knowing exactly where his little bundle of joy is at all times!
Tracker? Most definitely 💜💜💜
Michelangelo is a cool dad like Leo, but more understanding. It should come as no surprise since he’s a very empathetic turtle! But in this sense he knows how it feels to be young and to always be watched/babied/doubted! Now make no mistake that baby will be by Mikey’s side 24/7 until they can vocalize the need for space! Boundaries shall then be set and Mikey most likely will never cross them unless for a serious/good reason! I also think that there is a good chance Mikey’s kid will become an iPad kid. Not because he won’t be around or isn’t entertaining! But because I think Mikey is a iPad kid as well, so they will both be watching YouTube or playing Minecraft together! And there is a good chance all of the turtle’s kids will turn out this way. I think the only one who may not would be Raph and that’s a questionable maybe! I think we all know how Mikey felt when his favorite place (pizza place) in the world was destroyed for no reason at all! If his child was to ever get hurt, or made to cry by malicious intent, then you can assume he will have a similar, aggressive reaction to the person who hurt his little tot so badly! But of course he is civil, who will ask questions and try to get apologies before it gets out of hand. So Karen/?Chad’s? beware! Coloring and cooking are the go to bonding activities at the appropriate age! “Alright chef, what’s on the menu tonight?! Cookies?? Well, okay okay that can be dessert, but what about the main course? …Brownies… hmmm..”
“How about pizza?!” 🧡🧡🧡
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odditycircus-2002 · 5 months
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What If With MK1 Medusa!Reader
So I was listening to this banger on repeat and my creative writing juices started flowing.
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We know from the Mortal Kombat tower endings and intros about Shao's plans to weaponize the Dragon King, Onaga. From what I've heard, one of the most powerful beings in Mortal Kombat History. When Shao uses Onaga, I imagine there will be a lot of death and destruction on a scale that not even Shao fathomed.
What came to mind with this song is Medusa!Reader sees all of this destruction that left so many dead and injured, their cries for help and to be saved breaking your heart and bringing tears to your eyes. So what if you have come across some tattered composition sheets on Shang Tsung's island? One that came with a warning about a long-forgotten deep sea monster slumbering at the bottom of the seas, its awakening meaning destruction for all and no guarantee for complete control of it. Y/N didn't dare to use it nor tell Mileena, Syzoth, or even Baraka. However, at the bloody climax of the war, Y/N feels as if her hand's forced. Y/N pulls out the ancient sheets and she sings.
Tentacles emerge from the seas, immediately latching on to Onaga and dragging him into the sea. The Dragon King seems to be struggling, so you continue to sing. You continue to sing even as you feel a dark energy start to make its way into your veins, slowly darkening your limbs and the scleras of your eyes. You continue to sing even as the long-dormant beast, a Kraken, starts to raise itself from the deep and causes a tsunami to overtake the battlefield, washing away both sides.
You will sing even as you start to look and become a demon, but you don't care. You will sing for the freedom of Outworld. You will continue singing this curse to stop Onaga. You will sing until you can finally silence the cries of the broken and the hurt. The weeping and wailing have gone on for far too long.
You continue to sing, not hearing the command of Empress Mileena or Supreme Commander Kitana telling you to stop. You can't stop; you keep singing like these cursed words are a hymn of reclamation. You continue to sing and shout as the Kraken gets into a brawl with Onaga, absorbing the bodies of the fallen into its being. You remain untouched by the chaos and mayhem and deaf to the cries of Baraka demanding you to see what you're doing.
You continue to sing your song of ruin.
Eh, just a random thought😁
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MUTANT MAYHEM TURTLE TOTS!!!! MUTANT MAYHEM TURTLE TOTS!!!!
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THE SKRUNKLIES! THE BOYS! THE BLORBOS! AND I KNEW DONNIE WAS GONNA BE DONNIE-CERTIFIED INSANE FROM THE BEGINNING!!
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rosa-qing · 2 years
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Marius Von Hagen X F! Reader
Notes : Ambiguous Period
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In one of the prestige houses in Stellis, a party was being held. One of the invited guests was Marius.
His car arrived caught the attention of everyone. Camera flashes as he came out of the car. He reached out his hand towards you in which you hurriedly grabbed it.
Standing beside him as you wear a purple off the shoulder gown, while Marius was wearing his usual suit.
His arms wrapped arms around your waists as they took photos.
Getting enough of it you both head inside the venue.
“I'm glad you could come Mr. Von Hagen” a man wearing a neatly black suit approached them. The man extends his hand towards him
"It was my pleasure, thank you for inviting us" Marius smile and shook his hands.
“May I ask is she your?” The man asks
You took a glance at him waiting for his answer. He tightens his grip on your waists as he pulls you a bit closer.
"My date" He smiled and looked at you
The man didn't press anymore question, instead he talked about the collaboration they want from PAX.
Watching them talk about all the business stuff but your mind still wonders about the question earlier.
Why just hearing the word date makes your chests hurt.
Marius saw you on a dazed so leaned down asking if you're okay.
"Uhum, I just need to get some drink do you want one" She looked around finding the waiter carrying some drinks
"Jie-, I mean just one glass will do" Marius almost slip and forgot he's at a party. He loosens his grip on your waists so you can leave.
Walking away from them, you look back and saw Marius seriously talking with others. Made you realize how completely different he is when he's with you.
The cornered of your lips raised as your heart skips a beat. You shake your head, dismissing the thought immediately.
You love him but what are the odds that he loved you back. A sigh left your lips, you turn back around and walk away.
Walking around until you ended up at a beautiful garden. Roses and lilies were all in full bloom, you stared and awe while taking a step in.
Walking pass by a bench, you sat down. Closing your eyes feeling the cold wind passes you by.
"Jiejie" a familiar voiced called you, turning around you found walking towards you.
"Why are you here aren't you needed at the party"
He smiled and took a sit next to you
"Looking for my drinks" He teases you
You glared at him as his smile grew wider
"I was looking for you" he has that tender look in his eyes as his gaze lands on you. Feeling your heart beating fasts you looked away and changed the topic.
“Isn't this beautiful” a nervous laughed slip from your lips.
"Yeah it is" He answered
Turning around only to meet his gaze staring softly at you. While holding a red rose.
"May I"
You nod, as he places the red rose between your ears. His fingers gently traces down the corner of your cheeks. He leaned down, lessening the distance between the two of you.
You could feel your heart skipping a beat as the warmth spread through your cheeks. Instinctively you close your eyes waiting it to happened.
But only cold wind brushes by, you open your eyes only to see him smiling at you
"Marius Von Hagen, if you're here to play tricks on me then I'll be going"
You stood up and was about to walk away when suddenly he grabbed your arms pulling you towards him.
“Ma-” You wanted to call him out but he presses his lips against yours cutting you off.
Wrapping your arms around his neck as you get lost in his kiss.
“What took you so long” you asks breathlessly
"I was waiting for the perfect moment but jiejie seeing you look like makes me want to kiss you. It took-"
You put a finger between his lips, shushing him
"Just kiss me again" You pulled him down and kiss his lips. You both get lost in each other's lips
Surrounded by flowers and under the moonlight you shared the sweetest kiss.
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wqxianvents · 6 months
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is it just me and my delusional poly nxx brainrot or are they making nxx supar domestic-like lately 🤨
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simpingw0lfi3 · 2 years
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each memory, each shot
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He knows. He knows and he worries - his gaze can’t help but fall on the figure of the woman in front of him as she looks up in the starry night sky, her eyes brimming with this self-confidence and determination to reveal the world free from the uncouth surface of lies and defamation. 
Trust me on this, Luke!
The camera she gave as a gift; what could it capture within its glass lens? Would each image only reveal the filth and defilement of a world so corrupt? Or could it speak that mind of hers, the one who has faith in such a place, portraying the beauty the way she perceives it? Memories - the most delicate and precious memories - trapped within a single chip. Journeys, adventures, investigations, detective cases: they were endless with her, and someone with her intellect never disappointed when it came down to finding clues. She truly was his Watson. And he never knew he was going to lose it all. Click after click, shot after shot––
I’m sorry, Luke… I let you down…
He stares outside the window, the rush of the scenery passing by silenced by the slight rumbling of the train and swaying against the track. The chatter of high school students is what he hears - we were once like that. Youthful, happy… Oh my Watson… not a scratch on the lens of the camera he grasps tightly with agitation, nor a tear formed in his eye. 
Why did it have to rain on a day like this? As if the rays of sunshine and warmth hadn’t already been stolen from him. Black umbrellas bloomed and opened like petals of chrysanthemums, providing minimal shelter from the unfavourable weather, dampening the sleeves that carried nothing but melancholy. The droplets of rain battering against the plastic of each umbrella were muffled by thoughts of what should’ve been regret and sorrow. But nothing could be heard; he couldn’t grasp what it was he wanted to say, he couldn’t think of anything but her. She was his childhood friend, his partner in crime, his… everything. The roaring boom of thunder––
His neck snaps up, short of breath, panting, looking straight ahead. That same scene repeats in his head, and just as he is about to clutch her shoulder and pull her away from the barrel pointing at her - his hands grab at thin air. He doesn’t see her anymore. Rather, he’s greeted by the sleek wood of her case, spherical droplets racing down and tracing paths all together once again. Just like how they both did when they collected clues and evidence, putting them all together to come to a conclusion. 
Roses - the thorns cut at him as he squeezes his hands tight. He tosses them in front of him, scattering them on the stone structure that carves the name of the one he holds dear for the rest of the world to see. And he never looks back.
It should’ve been me. It’s not like I had time anyway.
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manofmanymons · 8 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Digimon Survive (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Momozuka Takuma/Shinonome Kaito Characters: Dracumon | Dracmon (Digimon Survive), Momozuka Takuma, Shinonome Kaito Additional Tags: the fact that this is a ship fic and somehow dracmon is still the most relevant character lmao, as per usual i wrote this instead of studying for an exam that's in five hours, Love Confessions, Fluff and Humor, Texting is involved but it's not a chatfic lol, Takuma is a disaster bi change my mind, guys I haven't slept in days please help me, was in a real silly goofy mood with this one ngl, featuring kaito's crippling low self-esteem Summary:
Takuma receives a bizarre confession via text and questions whether it really came from Kaito or not.
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redbeanbunsworld · 5 months
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What if mc suffers a heavy injury and would be in a coma for about a week and when they wake up they see the RO in the room and then they would have a conversation and mc says this "Thank you for worrying about me but it's fine...I suffer worst than this"and just say that with a sad smile?(If it's a spoiler you don't need to answer this)
I will answer this, since it isn't a spoiler. However, like I said, personality dynamics change how ROs talk and behave with MC. For this ask, I'll go with a cold and impulsive MC.
Guys, be honest—are the drabbles too long? I'll shorten them down immensely if they are. I'll actually write it short here and link you guys to a Google Docs where the full drabbles are available. (it's 100% anonymous, no worries.)
Also, these are the last full length drabbles that I'll write in reaction requests. :3 I have to leave some for the actual game~ (I gave extra attention since I had a promise to fulfill.)
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"Thank you for worrying about me, but it's fine..." I smile, biting down inside my lip. "I suffer worse than this."
Ji Qiangxin
"Don't be so angry all of a sudden," I mumble with a sigh. "I'm not saying this to make you worry less, but I'm telling you not to worry because I know what I'm doing—ah!"
In a flash, his hands grip my wrist, holding my cheeks to look right into his eyes, and truly, I've never seen that kind of expression before from him. Like a desperate puppy that was kicked by its owner just to crawl right back without a second thought, and I don't know how to look away if he gives me that look.
"Angry? Is that how you understand my feelings? Do you even understand how I felt when you would not wake up? And the first thing you tell me is keep my worries at bay, as if my concern is as easy to come and go?"
Wu Shen
His entire face stiffens, lips pressed in a tight line. “I don’t honestly know what the fuck that has to do with my worry. Seriously.” He snatches the cloth from my hand and scrunches into his upper garments. “You know, you could’ve died, and now, you’re telling me that you had worse. Like, yeah, that makes me feel a whole lot less worried.”
I sigh and frown. “You’re worrying over nothing.”
“You’re an idiot. Really!” 
Ji Shenglian
“No!” She shouts into my shoulder, ringing my ear. “I don’t care! You almost died! You…you.” The arms that could barely keep me warm tightens like a noose around my neck. “I was so worried, so worried that you died! I thought you were going to die!”
I tap her shoulders, because if she holds me any tighter, I might as well die from it! 
“Shenglian…let, let go just a bit.”
Dammit!
“No!”
Fu Xiuying
“Xiuying,” I call out whilst reaching for her skirt—and grab ahold. She turns her head to me, and puffs her cheeks, but I honestly don’t care about this right now. “I’m grateful for your concern, but I’m fine.”
Her cheeks swell like a ball, and I quickly add with a smile. “I’ve been through worse.”
“That nonchalance is charming, but not right now,” she states so bluntly that even I’m a bit surprised. “I didn’t tend by your bedside to hear such cold and uncaring words.”
Mo Ge
“I’m clearly not dead, so what are you worrying about?”
He pulls his fingers into his robes, and if he does it any further, he would cut himself. I take his hand and squeeze it. “Thank you for worrying for me, but I’m fine…” I consider my next words and smile. “I’ve suffer—been through worse.”
I flinch to something on my hand, as more drops, like a feathery knock to my attention, tap in an incessant sequence. Clear liquid pools on my skin and fall faster as they slide past to the ground. 
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onriskydump · 2 years
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"Deep Slumber"
Random Drable
Any Character x Fem!Reader
Angst (Inspired by: Running up that hill (A Deal With God) by Kate Bush)
A/N: The verde that was stuck in my head drive me to write this 😁😁 Very rushed drabble
Why was her eyes close? How come I can never see the eyes that twinkle under the moonlight or the blaring sun? Why was she so still and in deep slumber? Did she slipped off my grasps?
How come... I've done everything... I've been good and nice, I've been loving and caring, looking out for others knowing that I'm tired myself; life is so unfair...
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Why does it have to be her that fall into deep slumber...?
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byizoyas · 11 months
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tears of themis ; drabbles
artem wing x gn!reader.
sfw | this is basically jealous/drunk artem confessing his love to you, college au?? CW!! mentions of alcohol
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you knew artem for a pretty long time now. both your parents were friends so you could say you kinda grew up together.
he listened to your stories as you always loved to tell him everything you judged important enough for him to know about it. and he always had these sparkles in his eyes. he never looked away from you, he always supported you and gave you advices for the few times you mentioned a crush to him.
his advices were the worst, and he wasn’t even confident in his own words; always blushing and looking away begging to whatever god for these times to be shortened. yet, you liked to listen to him.
you never really asked yourself whether your feelings were more than friendly, because it became a routine anyway. he was a dear friend to you. things had always been the same way: him and you. you and him. everywhere together, always. and you wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.
but the artem facing you now was slightly different. his eyes were shining with the same sparkles inside. yet the whole aura surrounding him was different when he spoke up.
‘don’t go with him.’ his cheeks were flushed red. it was 1 am and he had already drank a lot tonight. enough for him to be drunk. yet he said before that he only came to this party with you so he could make sure you got home safely later.
but now here he was, drunk and pretty much confessing in the clumsiest way ever.
the intoxicating scent of alcohol in his shirt was driving you crazy. he got closer, locking your chin between his fingers.
‘artem, what does this mean ?’ you only managed to say, too shocked by the current situation you were in to say anything else.
‘don’t leave… stay with me y/n..’ he added.
he insisted several times on the idea that he needed you now. that he’d always need you.
you couldn’t deny the feeling of your heart beating faster in your chest, almost threatening to come out. you rested your head against the wall, looking straight into his blue eyes.
‘y/n…’
‘you’re beautiful…’ he added.
his face approached and you closed your eyes, completely forgetting about that other guy you were supposed to join outside the house where the party was occurring.
it only took artem a few seconds to seize the opportunity to finally do what he’s been thinking about for months.. years even.
you felt his lips delicately touch yours. he was obviously inexperienced, and you guessed that this was his first kiss.
you grabbed the two sides of his pretty face, guiding him for the kiss since it wasn’t your first. but it was his and you wanted it to be memorable. artem had been your best friend, your rival even sometimes at school.
he also gave you shorty advices for boys and now you were sharing a kiss. a long desired kiss; to artem at least. and as much as you never expected this to happen between the two of you, you just had to admit that it felt good. you liked it. you liked him.
perhaps you’ve been liking him all this time and you simply never realized it. but something was sure, you heard artem whisper the three words you’ve been craving to hear.
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tahdashi · 2 years
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good morning !!! excited to write today >.<
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raz-writes-the-thing · 5 months
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Sweet Like Chocolate (Venom Drabble)
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Eddie/Venom x GN!Reader / requests are open
Summary: Venom's enjoys it when you're his host.
CW: fluff, making fun of Eddie
Venom Tag List: (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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WE ARE NOT A BABY.
You tut and continue about making Venom’s tater tots. It hadn’t really been a genuine thought. It’s just that when you and Eddie trade Venom between you like parents trading a toddler for alone time, it kind of felt that way at times. Not that you were complaining, of course. Any time with Venom piggybacking in your head was time well spent in your own personal opinion. 
It was just a shame that you weren’t a better match. Then he could come around with you more often. But no, that was Eddie’s responsibility, it would seem. 
“I know, V- you know how human brains work. Thoughts just pop in unannounced.” 
I WILL ALLOW IT.
 
You chuckle and pour yourself a glass of wine. A tendril of Venom’s form spreads from your back to put the wine bottle away for you, and you thank him kindly. Checking the timer on the tots, you frown. They were going to be at least another fifteen minutes. 
“What do you want to do tonight, V?” You ask, plopping down on the lounge chair and taking a sip. 
WE WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU. 
You smile softly, and Venom chuckles in your brain in response. That took some getting used to, actually, hearing someone laugh in your mind. But like all things, you acclimated. 
“We’re doing that, buddy,” you reply. 
YOU ARE FAR NICER THAN EDDIE. EDDIE IS MEAN. 
You take another swig of your wine and flick the TV on quietly, flipping through to get to Venom’s favourite channel. 
“How do you mean? Eddie’s a sweetie deep down,” you respond, finally finding the channel and putting the subtitles on for yourself. Eddie was always a sweetie. It was just that he was a bit gruff. Venom grunts. 
EDDIE’S AN ASSHOLE. 
You hear the bathroom door creak open and turn around, seeing Venom’s tendril rooting around in there for something. You don’t question it further than that, knowing that whatever he’s looking for will be found. 
You’re proven correct when the tendril returns with your hairbrush. You dutifully fluff your hair out from the neck of your cardigan for Venom, who hums appreciatively and begins to brush at your hair. 
It’s something he likes to do for you. You’re not sure whether it’s because he enjoys the sensation himself, or whether it’s something he does for you. It could be both, all things considered. Your eyes flutter shut, and you lose yourself in the motions for a few minutes. 
“He can be an ass,” you finally acquiesce. “But he means well.” 
Venom’s head materialises from over your shoulder and faces you. His tendril pauses its ministrations in your hair for a moment, and he appears thoughtful. 
“I suppose,” Venom replies. “We prefer you. Prettier host.” 
You flush pink and brush a hand over Venom’s cheek. Or what would be his cheek, you supposed? 
“You’re a sweet thing, V.” 
Venom nods, ripples of his skin flowing over his form. 
“Like chocolate, yes?” 
You laugh and make to get up when the timer for the tater tots goes off. 
“Like chocolate.”
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On one of many evenings which answered the question, “what happens when you leave a bunch of ultra-repressed kids of strict religious families alone,” Katrina wove through the crowd of rowdy teens, partially-drunk bottle in hand. Honestly, this probably wasn’t anywhere close to a good idea. She’d told Ariane she wasn’t going out tonight. But she didn’t fucking care. She was too angry to care.
The moment her eyes locked on him from across the room, any bit of restraint went out the window. 
“Hey, liar!” she shouted, storming up to him. The bottle was tossed aside with little care for where it landed.
As Isaak turned and looked at her, taking in her slightly intoxicated, furious state, a smile of faux sympathy crossed his face. “Oh, Katrina. Don’t tell me you’re taking the breakup this hard.” 
She had half a mind to kick his fucking head in. “Shut the fuck up. What the fuck did I ever do to you? Why have you been such an asshole about all of this?” 
“Breaking up with you doesn’t make me an asshole, babe.”
“Don’t fucking call me that!” She stepped forward, rage etched into her expression. “And I broke up with you. After what you fucking did to me. Piece of shit.” 
The most infuriating part was that self-satisfied smile that wouldn't leave his face. “It’s your word against mine. And you’re drunk. You’re not remembering right.” 
“I’m remembering perfectly fucking clearly,” she said, voice shaking with anger. “And you told everyone a lie, you fucking jackass.” Not only that, but he’d told half the truth too - the half that put her in the most danger. 
“I didn’t lie, Katrina. Not my fault you don’t want to accept what happened.” He shrugged, leaning back. “Why would I lie?” 
She could think of a few reasons, but ultimately she didn’t care. It didn’t matter. All that mattered was that he had fucking done it. He had done it and he had made her life hell and she wanted to return the favor.
She stepped forward and raised her fist, but before she could get a punch in, a pair of arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her back. Ariane. 
“Fucking let me punch him!” she yelled, struggling to break away - but Ariane wouldn’t let go. Isaak watched, smirking. Almost laughing. The amount of rage she felt was like her heart could burn a hole in her chest. 
For a moment he opened his mouth to speak, but Ariane quickly cut him off. “You’d better fucking watch it or I’ll let her at you and then go in for seconds myself.” She started to guide Katrina away. “You’re a pathetic waste of space shitbag and I hope you burn in the deepest pits of hell, Isaak. You’d better watch your fucking back.” 
Once they started walking away, Katrina didn’t look back. Just let Ariane’s arm around her shoulders guide her until the sounds of the chatter died out, and they were out in the trees on their own. 
“What were you doing there?” she finally asked, eyes still fixed on the ground. 
“I had a feeling you might try to do something stupid. Thought I should try and keep you from digging an even deeper hole for yourself,” Ariane said. Her tone was almost exasperated - but not quite, it was still too gentle for that. Just… tired, perhaps. She didn’t ask why Katrina had done it. Didn’t need to; she already understood. As much as it pained her to see. 
“Think you can get back in your room without too much trouble, or is it worth the shit to just say you snuck out to have a sleepover at my place?” she asked. 
Katrina shrugged. The chances of her getting away with this without her parents’ anger were slim. She was tired. And angry. And hurt. Part of her just didn’t care anymore. It was shit, it is shit, and it will continue to be shit. Maybe that was her punishment, she supposed. Penance for sins and all that. It took a moment before she noticed the tears on her cheeks. Her footsteps faltered and stopped. 
“Trina?” The moment Ariane looked back at her, her arms were wrapping around her in a hug. “I’m sorry, Trina.” 
“I can’t go back there.” Katrina’s voice was trembling and barely audible. “That house is killing me. This fucking town is killing me, Ari. I have to get out of here.” 
“I know.” It took all of Ariane’s self control not to start tearing up alongside her. “We’re going to get out of here. Just a little while longer, and then it’ll be you, me, and Vienna.” 
“I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” Katrina’s hands shook against Ariane’s back. “I can’t take it. I’m gonna fucking die here if I don’t get out soon. I can feel it. I’m going to fucking die here and then I’m gonna go to hell and then hell is just going to be me stuck in this stupid fucking town forever and it’s never going to end I’m never getting out of here-” 
“Hey. No.” Ariane pulled away slightly to look her in the eyes, her hands on Katrina’s shoulders. “You are not fucking dying here, Katrina. I’m not letting that happen.” Logically, there wasn’t much Ariane could really do - there were too many variables out of her control. But she still said the words with utter conviction. “You are going to get out of here. Okay?”
Katrina opened her mouth to speak, but all words failed her. Instead, she just nodded quietly. Hoping Ariane was right. 
“Alright. Now, you need sleep. We do have a match tomorrow, idiot,” Ariane pointed out with a small smile. 
Despite herself, Katrina smiled back. “Yeah, yeah. You know I’ll be there.” 
“You fucking better be. Come on.” 
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