#yooo I'm open for more asks

[heart4reigns]

Is there anyway I could request an imagine for either Rhea Ripley or Roman Reigns? Where the Reader is a new star getting a really big push because they feel they have huge potential, and she’s a literal ray of sunshine. She’s always smiling and happy and colorful, and it shocks others that they are together. Then she ends up joining their faction, but the crowd just can’t hate her and even the announcers can’t hate her. <3 :) :)

PUSH AND PULL, roman reigns.

warnings: curse words

tags: tension between roman and rhea, you realize that i love making up stage names so... more stage names!

summary: it’s all sunshine and rainbows with you

"THE sunshine, (y/n), how are you feeling tonight?" you were backstage, doing a quick interview. "hello, hello! we're feeling great tonight, how are you?" you returned the question. "feeling good as well. so, how are you adapting to your new environment?" she asked, referring to your transfer from nxt to smackdown. "it's going well, i can't help but to thank all the people that support me! although i kinda miss the dark lighting, it's too bright here." you cracked a joke.

"right, any invitations to any factions?" she continued the interview. "no, but i'm open to any invitations. i'd love to work with anyone." she couldn't help but to smile at your reaction. "this has been (y/n), sunshine! it was so great talking to you." you nodded and gave her a hug as the camera stopped rolling. "thank you, you did a great job!" "you too, (y/n). it was so nice talking to you!"

the walk back to the locker room was filled with people greeting you left and right. you were well-known for your kindness. people grew comfortable with your presence. "yooo!" you saw one of your new locker room best friends, jimmy. "what's good, man?" you hugged him. "watched your promo earlier, you killed it!" your ears perked up in excitement. "really? god, i'm embarrassed!" you were blushing. "nah girl, you're killing the game. now let's go eat before we go back to the hotel." he gave you a huge grin.

"hope you don't mind but i asked roman to join us, not solo though. dude's been mia since this morning." you nodded at jey's sentence. you always loved meeting new people. this was also the first time you were going to meet roman. "i've always wanted to meet roman! this is gonna be fun." you grinned. "damn girl, are you always this positive? people are intimidated by him, yet you're excited?" jimmy parked the car. "nah man, i am only scared of paul. i swear that guy knows everything." the three of you laughed.

to say the least, people who met you thought that this positivity image was only for the cameras. but they were wrong, you weren't going to lose anything by being nice. denny's seemed like a good idea at 3 am in the morning. "yo man!" as the three of you entered the diner, roman was already sitting there–playing with his phone.

"hi! i'm (y/n)!" you sat in front of him, offering him a huge smile. he looked up from his phone, returning your expression. "hello." just a simple 'hello' made your heart flutter a bit. "i'm roman, finally glad to meet you. i heard so much about you from the twins." "they can't stop shit-talking me!" you frowned, lightly smacking their heads.

you always looked up to him. as the two of you came from the same background, a long reigning wrestling families. you were the only daughter of your family, so you had to continue the family business. "so wait, sorry. lost track of time, you just got drafted from nxt?" roman furrowed his brows. "yeah! i'm very very new." you chewed on your pancakes. "how come everyone has these locker room stories about you?"

"that's because she's different man." jimmy slung his arm over your shoulder. "no, no. those locker room stories are just exaggerations!" you shook your head in defense. "nah, she's too humble! she bought donuts the other week you were off. god, i swear, you're a blessing (y/n)." roman couldn't help but to smile at your little arguments with his cousins.

the 'locker room talk' was just a compilation of people admiring you for your kindness. "shit dude, gotta bounce." jey looked at his phone. "and where are you going?" you asked him. "bro and i haven't packed, y'all packed yet?" jimmy stood up from his seat, leaving only you and roman sitting down. "oh, yeah. packed earlier." "me too!"

"then, we'll leave you two. i trust her in your hands, bro." jey gave roman a fake warning, acting all 'big bro' moment. "she can beat your ass if she wants to!" jimmy continued. "okay shoo now! i'm trying to make friends!" they left and you continued your conversation with roman. "tell me more about yourself, (y/n)." his eyes sparked an interest in you. "really? you want to hear about my boring life?" you tilted your head in confusion. "there's no way your life is boring, you're a (l/n)."

and so the conversation went on and on. the two of you decided to leave denny's and drive around town together. it was never quiet. the entire ride was filled with laughter and jokes. "i actually look forward to my future. i'm excited for what life has planned for me." you parked in a random parking lot, still enjoying your talk with him. "and i'm excited for you as well, you're a good person, (y/n)." roman said, facing you. "i guess it's in my nature to treat people with kindness, i mean... it doesn't hurt anyone."

when the two of you went back to the hotel, you saw familiar faces going downstairs for breakfast. "and where have you been pretty girl?" you saw a certain black-haired girl greeting you with a sly smirk. "been around town with roman!" you hugged her, feeling her height towering you. "oh you're taking my girl now, reigns?" rhea raised a brow at him. "you're dating her?" roman was hella confused.

"oh no, it's a joke! i always call her my work wife!" you giggled, clearly not seeing that she was interested in you. "see you on the bus, wifey!" you waved at her, entering the elevator. "better watch it, bro." rhea whispered as roman followed you. he made a mental note that everyone was protective over you. being the new girl, your family thought that you'd be intimidated by the older talents–but in reality, everyone loved you.

it was clear that several talents took an interest in you, but being the friendly person you were, you saw everyone in a platonic way. "can i perhaps," he paused for a second. "get your number? you're a very fun person to talk to." you grinned and exchanged numbers. "if you need anyone to talk to, don't hesitate to call or text me!" you parted ways.

and on that day, the roman reigns too, took an interest in you. "fuck." he whispered, realizing that he was soon going to develop an actual liking to you.

you were sharing the ride with several stars in the second bus. road trips were always exciting, whether it's cody singing on the back of the bus, or seth trying to do a backflip while becky stops him–not wanting him to throw up, it was always a magical moment seeing your fellow wrestlers without their strong tv persona. "hey." rhea greeted you, sitting on an empty seat next to you. "this empty?" she asked. "indi is gonna be pissed to know that her seat is taken. but, it's empty." you replied.

"where did you go yesterday?" rhea couldn't help but to terrorize you with questions. "with roman? we drove around town, shared stories. we ate with the twins earlier, but they left because they haven't packed." you recalled the moment. "i see." she shortly replied. "there was a picture of you two circling around twitter, you looked very close." rhea pulled out her phone, showing you a picture of you laughing with roman. "aw, i look so happy!" she couldn't help but to smile at your cluelessness. before she could say anything, seth pointed at you. "BACKFLIP CHALLENGE?" "IT'S ON!"

you heard from the fans that the second bus was the party bus. everyone was always on their highest spirits. the seat next to you was empty, as rhea was dragged to the back by dominik. that left you space for you to stretch your legs. you were about to watch a movie until you saw a notification popped up.

unknown number: how's your bus?

(y/n): sorry, who is this :)?

unknown number: oh it's roman

(y/n): HIIIII :)

roman: and why are you up? everyone's knocked out here

(y/n): sorry to say but the second bus is the party bus! we're still going :)

roman: damn that sounds fun, the only entertainment we have here is jey freestyling

(y/n): that's sounds amazing!

(y/n): gotta bounce, rhea wants to watch a movie with me n dominik :)!!

roman: okay, see you at the arena

(y/n): :)

the arena was swarmed with fans. some of them were holding signs and pictures of you. one of them said '(Y/N) JOIN THE BLOODLINE!' and some said 'JUDGEMENT DAY IS WAITING FOR YOU, SUNSHINE!'. you took some pictures of the sign and posted them on your twitter. you talked to several fans, trying your best to greet everyone.

"you're quite popular." a familiar voice startled you. "roman!" "hi." everyone was looking at the two of you. "how was your trip?" you asked, still signing some pictures. "knocked out cold, can't stand solo's snores though." you chuckled. "mine was filled of seth jumping from seats to seats." he was obviously not surprised by one of his friend's antics. "you should ride with me, we can judge jey's freestyle together." you nodded in agreement. "that sounds fun!"

you walked away with roman, still chatting up. little did you know, people were still looking at the two of you. "they look cute together." one of your fans said. "nah man, she's with rhea." "nah, that's a long-running joke. (y/n) is obviously single." and they were right. you were single and maybe, ready to mingle.

you were hanging out in your hotel room with your manager, ethan. ethan went over your schedule. "you got quite the boost here, (y/n)." he muttered, still looking at his phone. "hmmm?" you tilted your head. "you and roman now?" he asked. "why does everyone keep on asking me that? we're friends!" you chuckled. "because everyone is apparently 'shipping' you guys now." "oh please, they ship me with everyone i interact with! remember when they 'shipped' me with balor? because we went to the gym together?"

tonight, you were fighting against dakota kai. you always looked forward to dance in the ring with her. of course, the company was going to make you win this fight. "good luck, sunshine." she hugged you as the training ended. "see you tonight, love!" you hugged her back.

the locker room was hyping you up. "LET'S GO, (Y/N)! LET'S GO, (Y/N)!" you were stretching your body, matching the energy of the locker room. your true hypemen were there; the twins. "go kill it, (y/n)!" jey said, patting your back. "thanks, i will do my best!" as the crew called your name, you went outside the locker room.

everyone was busy doing their job. you passed several crew, waving at them. you saw a similar face and immediately ran to him. "roman!" your high-pitched voice caught his attention. "(y/n)! you're up in 5." a crew said. "i'll be there!" you replied. "good luck." came out of his mouth. "i'm rooting for you." he joked, knowing well that he already saw the script. "thanks big boy." you jokingly punched his chest. "cheer for me!"

"and her contender for tonight, the rising superstar–sunshine!"

roman was looking at the monitor from his locker room, which was practically empty. "should watch her match tonight man, it's gonna be crazy." jey passed him a bottle of water. "watch this." jimmy pointed at the screen. the crowd went wild when they saw you do your signature move. with your colorful gear, you were definitely the centre of everyone's attention.

he saw immense talent coming straight from you. "this is wild as hell." roman commented. "you sure she's new here?" he asked. "i think creatives landed a goldmine when they decided they were going to push her." paul commented. seeing you do a super kick clicked something inside of him. "i want her in."

you were exhausted as you lifted your fist up in the air. you helped dakota from her position and took her hand. "you did amazing!" you mouthed. "you did great, girl!" she replied. you won but it was all because of the help of your opponent. the walk backstage was kind of painful as you were limping from your injuries. the smile on your face was still there, you didn't want to show people that your leg was hurting.

"you okay there, (y/n)?" as you took off your hand-wrap, the voice from earlier greeted you again. "you again?" you teased him. roman was also sweating from his appearance. "can't help but to see you limping." roman chuckled, sitting on the bench next to you. "i'm good, kinda botched the last move, but i lifted my leg so dakota won't land on her neck!" you explained. "you did that to save her?" "hey, i'll take a bullet for anyone!"

the next following days were filled with more road trips and endless training time. "(y/n)!" you were in the gym, staring the red punching bag. "hey, ethan! what's up?" you asked him, cracking your knuckles. "you have time?" "just say whatever you want, i can multitask!" you started your work out. "so, you're gonna want to hear this." punch. "yeah, what's that?" punch.

"you're going to be in the bloodline." another punch. "i am going to be in the what?" the punching bag fell on the floor. "I AM TURNING HEEL?" you grinned with excitement. sometimes people around you wonder about what goes on in your head–like your stage name, you were always the sunshine of the room.

"you heard the news?" roman and you were eating lunch together. it became a routine for the two of you. everyone couldn't help but to notice the two of you becoming closer than before. you shared the same brand, but you were never one to eat lunch with the tribal chief. "yeah! god, it's so thrilling... me? finally joining a faction? couldn't ask for more!" you took a sip of your water. "a bit too cynical for you?" you shook your head. "i can fit right in!" you pulled off a fake smug face. "okay, you don't fit this evil-like image."

as it became a routine, you took a liking to the champion. he was nice, returning the energy that you had for everyone. he also took you to several 'lunch dates' that ended on the two of you gaining more feelings for each other. there was definitely something going on between you. "are we going to the dog park this weekend?" you asked him. "whatever you want to do, princess." he smiled. "i'll bring my dog! god, a dog park date, that sounds fun!" your cheeks flared up as you mentioned that it was going to be a date.

"is it a date?" he teased you. "shut up, i didn't mean it like that!" you blushed. "damn, i'm disappointed." he 'cried'. "or do you want it as a date date?" you teased back. "i don't mind, princess." roman replied. the constant flirtings, the never-ending dates, or phone calls when the two of you weren't together, it was obvious that romance sparked in between. tension was there. he slung his arm around your shoulder, your bodies colliding with each other, it was already a muscle memory for the two of you.

even the staffs noticed that the kindness you gave roman was different. "but i don't mind if you consider it as a date, i'd love that." you confessed. "i'm gonna take you on as many dates as we can, baby." he smiled. "sorry for bothering you, but your gear is done." you looked up and saw the costume staff approaching you. they altered your gear to fit the bloodline's aesthetic. "oh really? thanks!" you replied.

"you wanna see it?" you asked roman. receiving a nod from the tribal chief. "let's go!" you took his hand and went to one of the locker rooms. "dude, this is amazing!" black and red–the bloodline colors. "wait, go out! i'm gonna change." roman quickly went out the locker room. "are you done?" "YES! GOD, THIS IS SO COOL!" roman went inside the room and saw you with the bloodline gear. you looked amazing, he thought. "y- you look good." he stuttered. "AND I FEEL GOOD!" he was really thankful that the two of you were going to work together.

there you were, in the backstage, with the bloodline. "how you feeling tonight?" solo asked you. you were jumping up and down with adrenaline in your veins. "SO EXCITED!" you spoke louder, due to the loud music. none of your fans knew that you were turning heel, it was the company's secret. the crowd was kind of worried because they didn't hear from you for days. it was going to be a huge surprise.

"the bloodline!" you huffed out the air, waiting for the grand entrance. as you walked out, carrying one of roman's title, you could hear gasps coming from the crowd. "is that- is that sunshine with the bloodline? why is she with them?" you expected everyone to boo at you, but they did the opposite. the crowd popped.

as soon as you got inside the ring, roman started speaking to the mic. "i know y'all are wondering about why sunshine is here." he spoke. "and you guessed it right, our newest member of the bloodline, my personal pick, sunshine." roman winked at you, only to receive a huge smile that didn't match the persona of the bloodline members.

maybe, just maybe, turning heel and being in the same ring as your crush was going to be a fun rollercoaster ride.

a/n: hi!! thank you for the request, sorry if it’s a bit underwhelming, but i hope you enjoyed it!! i decided this request would fit roman as i already have a similar draft for this… so yeah :) i have 2 more requests coming up, but requests are still open!!

#roman reigns #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns x reader #the usos #wwe #wwe imagines #paul heyman #cody rhodes #rhea ripley #jimmy uso #jey uso #solo sikoa #wrestling #wwe x reader #seth rollins #becky lynch #dominik mysterio #bloodline #bloodline imagines

[sillyblues]

the ocean and the wind. (6)

ੈ✩‧₊˚ synopsis: tonowari is the ocean and ronal is the wind. where does it leave you?

ੈ✩‧₊˚ notes: yooo i'm so sorry for the super late update, school got me tied up again aksldnakjd i speedran writing this so if there's any mistakes i am so sorry!! anyways the next part will be the last part and can i just say holy shit??? totw is finally ending and i gen don't know how to feel about this. anyways ive read so much of your replies and i am so honoured and flattered that many of you love this story! i am kissing your forehead as you read this btw xoxo as usual, pls let me know your thoughts and which parts were your favourite! till next time!!

part 1 ✩ part 2 ✩ part 3 ✩ part 4 ✩ part 5 ✩ part 6 (here!) ✩ part 7 (final part)

Tonowari is at a loss as he watches you ignore him once more. He talked to you before, he asked you where you had been as you seemingly disappeared into thin air for a couple of weeks. He could not see even a glimpse of your hair and the days without you, his head swam in concern and worry. Have you gone sick? Were you okay? Did something happen? 

As the days without any news from gone by, he grew more distracted from his classes and it was the same for Ronal as well. She grew more anxious and distressed as days went by, and without a proper outlet to let it all out, she grew more emotionally unstable. They could only comfort each other but not once has the turbulence in their heart disappear from the thought of you.

When the news of you that you had gotten sick, he felt helpless. He wanted to come into your home and check in on how you were doing, to be by your side and take care of you in any way he and Ronal can, but your mother had not allowed it. He contemplated sneaking inside your pod to at least see you but there he could not disobey the Healer of the clan. So he sighs inside his heart and with a strained smile, he thanks your mother for the news and offered his best wishes for you to get well soon. When he told Ronal of the news, she frowned deeply and huffed. He watched her gather medicinal herbs and nutritious berries before she gripped them hard in her fist and tears welled in her eyes.

“[Name]... I want to see her,” she said in a brittle voice, her face contorted with longing and anguish for you. Tonowari grabbed her face with both of his hands and pushed the hair out of her face.

“I know,” he leaned his forehead against hers and looks at her straight in the eyes. Her tears slipped and rolled down her cheeks silently and his heart broke apart at the sight of her in pain. Helplessness crept up and weigh his heavy heart down once again. Now, Ronal was hurting and there was nothing he could do. “[Name] is strong. We’ll see them back in no time and they will be healthy when they return.”

“And when they do, they will know of the worry we have for them. The painful agony without them and they will laugh at us, tease us at how much of a baby we two are. They will say how we are just giant children that never really aged with how we cannot handle being without them.” He promised her, promised himself, that everything would be okay and would soon return to normal. Ronal let out a snort and she hid in his embrace.

“They will know of the adoration we have for them,” he whispered against her forehead and kissed the top of her head. Fear comes back and it fills his lungs dark blue. But his passion for you outweighs any of his doubts and suddenly he found himself able to breathe underwater. “We will them of beautiful they are, how they fill us with Atokirina. How much love we carry and drown for her. When [Name] returns, they will finally see how we see them.”

“When [Name] returns.” Ronal murmured against his chest with finality.

Hope swelled in Tonowari’s chest but reality burst it open. When he finally saw you again, relief and joy takes away the heavy weight from his shoulders. When he and Ronal came up to you, they were glad they could finally see you and take the Iknimaya with you. However, they were still worried if you were truly well enough to complete the ritual. But that type of worry soon turned into worry about what have they done wrong for you to avoid them.

You weren’t being the usual you, they noticed. Your happy and cheery aura was nowhere to be seen. Your usual rambles turned into small and curt replies. Your genuine smile turned into one he could not recognize anymore as it did not reach your cheeks. You did not see them anymore. He watched you excuse yourself to your other friends and leave him weak and with so much pain. He watched you the whole time during Iknimaya as you avoided his yearning gazes. He watched you as you continued to hurt him unknowingly, or perhaps you did without giving him and Ronal to ask you why. 

You do not see him anymore.

Now, he looks at you, you who is so alluring as you stand underneath the Cove of Ancestors, adorned with the garments your parents had knitted you that fit you so well and your freshly inked chest that represents your big heart that cared for everyone to which he desperately hopes that he and Ronal are included. The bioluminescent Spirit Tree underwater glows so brightly that it still shines on you. Eywa’s creations swims and streaks of light kisses your skin and he could only think how you leave him breathless of your beauty. He finds himself jealous of the water that you stand in and is closer and touches you the way he wants to be with you.

He recalls how you two promised back then that you two would complete your coming-of-age ceremony together and you two did, just not the way he thought it would. Why do you not see him anymore? Do you hate him? Had he done something wrong? Tonowari wanted to beg you and if he has to be on his knees, he will do so without hesitation as long as you tell him and he will do anything for you to see him once more. But he is the Olo’eyktan’s son, the future chief and has an image to show to everyone, as his father tells him every second. But what use is of his position without you?

Ronal grips his hand and looks at him with worry. He presses his lips into a flat lip, a horrible attempt to send her a smile to ease her concerns for him. She squeezes his hand thrice and his heart throbs at the thought of you.

He remembers how you ignored him before and how everything was just like back then. How you avoided him so and how he thought how you must have despised him. How much pain you gave him in months of you pretending he does not exist. You’re so cruel. So, so cruel. What if this time, you truly despise him now? What if he is nothing to you anymore? Can he take it? Can he truly take it and accept a future without you?

Tonowari’s face is suddenly caressed by Ronal. He looks at her in confusion and she just pushes the hair out of his face.

“When they return, they will know of the adoration we have for them,” she says quietly yet her yearning for you that he also feels is apparent, “We will them of beautiful they are, how they fill us with Atokirina. How much love we carry and drown for her.”

She says what he promised her word for word and he chuckles. He catches her hands and he kisses the knuckles of one of her hands. He squeezes the other hand thrice and finishes his promise to her.

“When [Name] returns, they will finally see how we see them.” No. He cannot just accept that you despise him now without telling him any reason why. He cannot just accept that he is nothing to you so easily. He does not want months of avoidance to happen again and perhaps turn into years of pretending he and Ronal does not exist. He will not give in to the voices that cloud his head for he knows you and you could never hate him. You care about him and Ronal too much and he wishes that it is the same care he and her have for you. Even if he did, he will not risk losing the chance of losing you and a future with you because he loves you. Ronal loves you.

“I see you,” he says to Ronal with eyes full of gratefulness that she snapped him out of his spiralling thoughts and love for her.

“I see you,” she replies with the same eyes that make his heart skip a beat. 

He just hopes that you still see both of them and see them the way they see you.

.

.

.

You are cruel. So, so cruel, Ronal thought as she watches you ignore her. When she talked to you after your disappearance, you acted like there was a barrier between the two of you. You placed a vast distance from her and it tore her heart, clawed it open and you left her to bleed so openly when you left and you didn’t even look back once. The pain from the worry and agony for your safety turned into a burning one that fills her lungs with smoke. Why? What did she do for you to despise being in her presence? Has she scared you as well? Have you grown tired of her as well?

She thought this time would be different. That you would be different. That she has finally found love in Tonowari and you and everything will be all and well. That she wouldn’t hurt anyone again, especially you who is one of the most beloved to her. Was everything a lie then? You said that this time would be different. You said that you were here for her. You said you see her. Was it all just a lie?

No, she silently scoffs to herself. She knows you and she sees you. You are kind. You have a big heart. You see everyone. Perhaps you just didn’t see her anymore. Perhaps it was truly her fault that made you turn away from her just like everybody else.

Disgusting. And so, so pathetic. Had she really not learned anything at all? How could she do that to you unknowingly? How could she hurt you, you who is one of the most precious to her? She does not deserve you, you who is so bright and so full of life and love and all she had done is hurt you. Is this Eywa’s punishment for her? For all the sins she had done in the past, all to return and come back to return in the name of [Name]?

“This time will be different, Ronal.” You said, bringing her face in front of yours. You wiped away her tears and assured her. “I’m here for you.”

“I see you.”

Your words ran through Rona’s mind and oh, despite it all, she still wants you. She still believes that you are different. She still believes that you still see her. She would never give up on you just like you had never given up on her when she didn’t want you to see her. She looks at you in your ethereal beauty that knocks the air out of her and she feels herself falling in love again. You stand there like Eywa’s most treasured creation of all time with the way all of life surrounds you. She looks at the three beads you hold in the palm of your hands and wonders if she and Tonowari would be a part of your waytelem. She finds herself envying the wind that ripples through your hair and clothes and is closer and touches you the way he wants to be with you.

And so, she tells Tonowari and tells him how you will know the wind and the ocean that carries their love for you and grips Tonowari’s hand and would not let him give up on you as well.

“Greetings, brother, Ronal,” a friend of Tonowari’s suddenly cut off her thoughts she lets go of Tonowari’s hand. She nods at him while he greeted him back.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of having my brother here before me?” Tonowari chuckles.

“I just wanted to give you my congratulations for completing Iknimaya, our future Olo’eyktan,” his friend grins to him and nods at her, “And of course, our future Tsahìk.”

She frowns at this. What future Tsahìk? She was not aware of this nor the Tsahìk had personally told her of this. She looks at Tonowari with a questioning gaze.

“Future Tsahìk? When did you learn of this?” his eyebrows press into a flat line while his ears twitched.

“Everyone knows this, brother. In fact, we are all surprised [Name] wasn’t chosen,” he told them and realization dawns on Ronal. Do you know of this as well? Is this the reason why you were avoiding them?

Ronal looks at Tonowari with wide eyes. Tonowari grips her hand and looks at her and tells her with his eyes that they both need to talk to you quickly. Perhaps his friend had sensed that there was something wrong as he apologized and asked if he was in the wrong.

“No, no, thank you for telling me this, brother,” Tonowari pats his shoulder and sends him a strained smile, “I’m sorry but Ronal and I need to go now. I will make it up to you soon.”

She and he nods at him before they go to where you were before. You were not there anymore. Panic swells in her chest as the seconds go by she could not see you. She sees a common friend you and her shared and she quickly calls her over.

“Greetings, Ronal and Tonowari. Congratulations on your Iknimaya!” she beams at her.

“Greetings. I’m sorry but there is an urgent matter I need to attend to. Have you seen [Name]?” she hastily says and concern quickly washes over her friend’s face.

“Oh, I think she left early. Why, had something happened?”

“Thank you. There is just something we need to talk to her. I’ll see you soon.” She nods at her and calls for Ilus nearby. As they swim towards her and Tonowari, she cannot help but the questions that plague her mind. What if they were too late and you refuse to hear them out? What if you hate them for the betrayal you must have felt? What if—

“Ronal,” Tonowari grabs caresses her face with one hand and squeezes her hand with another. “Deep breaths. Breathe.”

She looks at him, frustration welling up in her eyes and she bites her lip. “[Name] sees you. She sees us.”

“What if she doesn’t anymore?” she asks the question that gives them immense pain to even think about. What if? What then?

Tonowar’s eyes soften and he tries to hide his flinch. He is silent and both of them could only cling desperately to the hope that you still do.

Oh, Eywa, she begs, Please help them see our innermost thoughts and the sincerity we have in our souls.

Please let them know of the wind and the ocean that calls out their name.

Please let them still see us.

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LOL OKAY this is just the first thing i thought of so no pressure if you don't like it but. we all know steve is the babysitter. but what about steve x actual babysitter!reader. like she's hired across hawkins for her sweetness/good reputation/skills with kids and maybe steve judges her at first for being a goody two shoes but she's actually cool. IDK HAHA UP TO YOU 💕

Babysitters Club

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WC: 2.6k

A/n: Shut the FRONT DOOR this was the perfect prompt!!! Okay okay let's see what y'all think but holy crap thank you so much for this Rodrik <3 This is my first time writing for Steve and I'm surprisingly nervous but I love this boy so much and hope you enjoy :) Story takes place during episode 6 of season 4.

Warnings: Canon level violence, monsters, cursing Steve being the confused but protective mother figure we all know and love.

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Steve was pretty sure he was on the verge of a panic attack.

It seemed to always happen when the gang was all together.

Because when the gang was all together, it meant that there was a monster they had to take down.

He kept his hands placed firmly on his hips to prevent them from shaking as Dustin went on his tangent about his compass not working and the magnetic frequencies, saying something about there being yet another gate to the Upside Down.

Hadn’t they already closed all of them? How the hell could there be more?

Sometimes he really hated living in Hawkins. Though he was grateful for the friends he had made over the past few years who had helped him realize he could be more than some popular jock, he sometimes longed for a day when Skull Rock was just a hookup spot and not the rendezvous location to discuss how to take down a monster who was taking out teenagers left and right.

“I think…you’re asking me to go into Mordor,” Eddie said pensively, and Steve’s brows furrowed, anxiety replaced with confusion.

What the hell is a Mordor?

“Dustin!” a voice called out from behind and everyone whipped their heads around, Dustin letting out a small screech in fear. “Dustin? Where the hell are you!”

Wait, Steve knew that voice…

“Holy shit, Y/n?” Dustin exclaimed as you came into view.

You stood atop a fallen tree trunk, hands moving to your hips same as Steve’s, glaring at Dustin.

Steve stared at you, mouth open as if trying to form words. What the hell was the beloved Hawkins babysitter doing-

“What the hell are you doing here?” Dustin asked, taking the question from Steve’s mind. 

“Yooo, Y/n!” Eddie shouted with a smile, running over to pull you into a tight bear hug. Wait, miss princess was friends with alleged cult leader Eddie Munson? What the hell was happening. Your hands moved from your hips to hug him back, and though you smiled back, Steve noticed that you were still a bit annoyed. “Man am I glad to see you.”

It was so strange seeing you with such a serious expression on your face. He had only ever seen you with this goodie two-shoes smile whenever you passed him in the hallway, one that made it seem like you couldn’t hurt a fly.

This look? The one you gave Dustin when Eddie pulled away? Steve had to fight the urge to take a step back from the threat that wasn’t even directed towards him.

“Do you have any idea how worried your mom is?” you went on, looking at Lucas, whose eyes went to the ground in shame. “Your mom, too, Sinclair! There’s been three attacks and you all just think it’s okay to be out and about without letting anyone know where you are?”

“How did you even find us?�� Lucas asked.

You pulled out a walkie that matched theirs. “I’ve been on your frequency for hours. I finally heard correspondence between you and Eddie to meet you at Skull Rock and headed straight over.”

“Okay, wait a minute,” Steve cut in, hands in the air to dramatically stop all conversation. He looked at Dustin with a hurt expression. “How come she has a walkie and I don’t?”

Dustin just shrugged. “It was part of the agreement.”

You cut in, looking over at Steve. “Unsupervised trick-or-treating, trips to the mall, sneaking into R-rated movies through the back door of the ice cream shop-”

“You knew about that?” Steve asked, wide eyed.

You shrugged, giving him a knowing grin and he found himself totally captivated by the expression.

“I know everything, Steve Harrington. Anyways,” you turned your attention to the device. “They boys and I agreed that as long as they checked in, we could keep their solo trips a little secret. They get to have their fun, and I get paid to do nothing. But y’all broke the pact today and I had to snoop.”

Dustin sagged, shame painted across his features. “Sorry, Y/n.”

You walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. “It’s fine, Henderson. Just let me take you, Sinclair, and Max home so that your parents can stop harassing me about where you are.”

He shook his head vehemently. “We can’t leave. We have to follow the compass!”

“We’re going to Mordor,” Eddie cut in, and you turned to him, confused.

Okay, good, Steve though. I’m not the only one who doesn’t understand that reference-

“I’m supposed to protect these kids, Ed, and you want me to take them into Mordor?”

…God dammit.

“Listen, Y/n/n,” Robin cut in. “This thing? Killing Hawkins students? It’s big. And it’s bad. The adults have no idea what the hell is going on.”

You smirked. “When do they ever?”

“You could come with us,” Lucas offered. “It's really dangerous, though.”

Your arms crossed in front of you, one brow raised as if you were intrigued. 

“So you’re saying that whatever you’re doing might kill you?” The kids shrugged and you shook your head. “Is this something that I can talk you out of?” Their heads bobbed side to side and this time you nodded, uncrossing your arms and jumping off of the trunk onto the ground. “Alright, then. I’m in. Someone’s gotta keep you safe.”

Steve scoffed. “Hold on, hold on, hold on,” you looked over at him, expression slightly amused at his confusion. “You’re just going to let her join the gang? Like that?”

Dustin and Lucas exchanged glances. “She could actually be a huge help.”

You cocked your head to the side with a smug smile at Steve that caused a whole mess of emotions to weave together in his brain. 

“Listen, Y/n,” he said, shaking his head, walking up to you. “We appreciate the sentiment and all, but I think this is a bit above babysitter pay grade. Besides, I’m the one around here that keeps the kids safe.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Is that a challenge, Harrington?”

“No,” he said, “It’s a get out of jail card. So that you can go home and not have to worry about this.”

You chuckled. “Listen, buddy, these are my kids, and my responsibility. You think I’m going to ruin my reputation and hourly rate by not making sure I get them home safe and sound? No way. I’m coming.”

“You should listen to her, Steve,” Dustin said as he approached the two of you, patting Steve on the back. “Y/n doesn’t take no for an answer. Besides, we’re wasting time arguing.” He lifted his compass and started moving. “Fill her in as we go!” he yelled to the group.

Steve watched Dustin walk away for a moment before returning his focus on your piercing stare, suddenly lost in the way they sparkled under a ray of sunlight peeking through the trees.

That moment was ruined as soon as your smug expression somehow turned even more smug.

“Let’s get going then, Harrington,” you said before turning on your heel and heading toward Nancy and Robin. Robin wrapped an arm around yours and leaned her head on your shoulder and he heard her sigh out a boy am I glad to see you.

Steve was stuck to his spot for a moment, still trying to understand what the fuck just happened. He turned when he noticed Eddie standing by his side, a look of admiration on his face.

“Who the hell is this girl? Isn’t she just a babysitter?” Steve asked.

Eddie giggled, shaking his head. “No way man. Y/n is the most badass chick to ever exist. You should see her when she plays DnD. Total savage.”

Steve had no concept of reality anymore.

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It was nightfall by the time you all reached Lover’s Lake.

Eddie’s face had gone paler than the moon shining above when he explained that this was where Patrick was killed, pointing out to the water.

“We gotta go out there,” you said, moving toward the closest boat. “Right where it happened, I imagine.”

“Okay now hold on,” Steve chided, blocking your path to the water with crossed arms. “Why don’t you stay on shore and take care of the kids? Since you claim you’re so good at it and everything.”

You smirked. “Have you ever considered taking up babysitting, Harrington? You’ve definitely nailed the protective mom vibe.”

He glared at you, biting the inside of his cheek to fight back a smile from breaking through his annoyed facade.

“I may not have any idea what is happening with Vecna or the Upside Down or whatever,” you went on, way too casually considering the circumstances, “But I did work as a camp counselor for three summers in a row, meaning I know how to navigate a water vessel and am CPR-certified, have lifeguard experience, I’m also a karate instructor-”

“Okay, well I was a lifeguard and am CPR-certified, too! And I’ve fought shit like this before!” He was stuck on the karate instructor part, though.

“Great! So maybe having two people who know what they’re doing in the water while we find a gate to Hell is a good thing?”

He couldn’t argue with that. Just simply deflated as he moved to help you push the small boat into the lake. Robin and Nancy hopped on while Eddie stayed with the kids.

You turned and pointed at them once you stepped into the boat. “If things go south, you run, okay? I got my walkie so go find a home base and we’ll catch up with you.”

Four heads nodded and you took a seat, moving to grab the paddles but Steve quickly took them first and started rowing.

You rolled your eyes.

A few minutes later, Nancy told Steve to stop. You all stood as you flashed the light over the compass, which was now spinning in circles.

“We’ve reached our destination,” you murmured, and Steve swore he finally heard a hint of fear in your voice.

He looked over the edge, pulling off his shirt.

“I’ll go check it out and let you know if I find something,” he said, grabbing a light.

“I’ll come with you,” you offered, moving to take off your jacket.

Steve turned to start what felt like his hundredth argument today, but paused as soon as he saw your face. Gone was any trace of annoyance or smugness. All he saw was concern, eyes wide and pleading. Like you didn’t want him to do this alone.

His gaze softened, and he gently touched your arm. “I’ll be okay. Your job is to keep the kids safe, right? You can’t do that while also swimming to the bottom of the lake.”

You bit your bottom lip. “But who’s going to keep you safe?”

Something in his heart bloomed and he gave you a small smile. “Okay, we’ll make a deal like you did with the boys, alright? If I’m not back in sixty seconds, you can come save me.”

You breathed out a small laugh. “Promise?”

He nodded. “Promise.”

With that, you took a step back, holding up your wrist to show him your watch. “Sixty seconds, Harrington.”

His brows jumped up and down as his grin turned cocky. “Better get moving, then.”

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It was the longest sixty-three seconds of your life.

As soon as your watch hit :50, you started pulling off your jacket, not wanting to waste any time.

When it hit a minute, you stood at the edge of the boat where Steve had just stood, looking over to the shore quickly to check on the kids one last time before you prepared to jump.

At 1:03, he emerged with a gasp, and you quickly crouched down to check if he was okay.

His arms wrapped over the boat, a big smile on his face that immediately calmed all of your anxieties.

“I found it,” he said, looking at you with pride.

You beamed, palm moving to his muscular forearm. “Good work, Harrington. Now can you please get back in here before you get hypothermia?” Your hand moved to extend toward his to help him up.

He chuckled, hand locking into yours as if it fit perfectly. “And you say I’ve nailed the protective mom vib-”

That was all he could get out before his head was ripped below the surface.

Whatever had him was so strong you nearly lost your grip on his hand, but you held on tight as your body collided with the edge of the boat, arm feeling like it was going to be ripped out of its socket.

“STEVE!” you shouted, trying desperately to pull him back up, but it was no use. You turned to Robin and Nancy. “Help me!”

They were by your side in seconds.

“Grab his arm!” you commanded, and when you felt their hands securely around his arm and wrist, you slowly let go. Luckily, it seemed like Steve hadn’t been pulled down further….yet.

“I’m going after him,” you said, scanning the boat for your flashlight. One in your hand, the light flashed over a hatchet in the corner and you grabbed it. “Hold onto him tight.” You didn’t wait to see them nod before jumping into the cold water. 

You pointed the light at Steve’s terrified expression, his body trashing. His eyes met yours briefly before he looked down at his leg.

At the thick, alien looking tentacle wrapped around it.

You didn’t stop to think as you swam forward, moving the flashlight between your legs and holding onto Steve’s calf for support.

Then, with every ounce of strength, you swung.

The water lessened the level of impact your hatchet made against the tentacle, but when you pulled the weapon back you saw that you had made a decent cut into whatever monster this was.

Said monster let out a screech that you knew would haunt your nightmares for years to come.

Still, you kept going, bubbles erupting out of your mouth as you screamed with your second swing, pushing with all of your might with the hatchet.

Like an elastic, the tentacle broke apart with a snap and recoiled down to the surface.

Without hesitating, you moved the flashlight and hatchet under your left arm, then used your remaining strength to push Steve up by the feet to the surface. Your head was growing fuzzy from the lack of air, but you kept pushing until he was out of the water.

Seconds later, you were falling into the boat, the two of you sputtering and gasping for air.

You sat up quickly, eyes locking onto his. 

“Are you okay?” you asked, wiping the hair out of his eyes.

He coughed a few times before nodding. Robin and Nancy worked on unwrapping the remaining tentacle from his leg and he hissed with pain.

You grabbed his hand and squeezed. “You’re alright, Steve. You’re safe now.”

Your brows furrowed when he started shaking his head, still trying to catch his breath.

Then, he started giggling, and your brows nearly melded together in confusion.

“I cannot believe you just jumped into monster-infested waters and hacked at an alien tentacle as if you’ve done this a million times before.”

Your face relaxed, and suddenly you found yourself laughing along with him at the ridiculousness of it all, hand still in his.

“What can I say, Steve?” you said once your laughter subsided. “I’m a really good babysitter.”

~~~~

Part 2

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Ghost of A Connection

Ghost and Staff!Reader

In which you work at the nearest store at base, Ghost being your least favourite and unfortunately, most frequent, customer. Is there a connection there, or is it in his head? yALL - all these COD stories on tumblr got me hyped! So here I am tryna catch some clout ;) Be warned, this is possibly a very inaccurate version of military life, but then again, it's just a story. Word Count: 2.5k

Man, post-graduate life is hard.

Graduating top of your cohort of nearly 300 students in your masters degree within Psychology was impressive. Saving enough money from shadowing your senior Psychology professor and moving out to your apartment was impressive. Owing your own car was impressive.

What wasn't impressive though, was nearly hitting the 6 month mark of unemployment.

So here you are, stuck calling all your classmates for any open roles. You're so desperate at this point, you'd go for anything!

"Hey, Mahir! I know we didn't quite end of good terms...um-you know...when you asked for the mid-terms answers last year, and I- um...left you on delivered, and you had to retake the exams...but um, I hear you started working at the University as a Researcher and you're looking for a assistant? Well gee, don't forget how smart I a-"

Disconnected.

"Yooo, Josephine, it's me! From the Psychopathology group project! Yeah, I'm sorry I shouted at you for not doing your part on the project, and filing a complaint against you, haha...although, like, come on, it's your fault - you're 25, not a 5 year old bab-"

Blocked.

Wow. You were not liked.

So one evening, when you were on the phone to your childhood friend, Jordan Biggs, and had managed to slip out how desperately broke you were, he kindly offered a potential role at his workplace.

"Shop keeper? What, like a convenience store?" Remind me where you work again? Aren't you in the navy? What stores are you talking about?" You rambled, I mean a possible job - finally?!

On the line, Jordan chuckles, "Slow your roll, man. I've been been with the army for around 3 years now, I'm currently on a mission but we'll be home soon. Our base has a shop, that sells, you know, tactical gear-"

"GUNS?!" You interrupted.

Jordan laughs, then in shushed by, what you assume to be his teammate, "No, not any weapons. Just, tactical gear, MREs, bits and pieces of uniform. Sometimes you might be asked to clean the base, set up rooms for meetings. And ooh my favourite - work at the canteen. We serve the country, you serve us food." Jordan explains.

So you complied.

I mean, yeah, your degree isn't being utilised, but we're in a cost of living crisis, for Christ's sake.

And here you are, clad in a plain dark grey fleece, and straight black trousers, trying to look as professional as possible.

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Your first day was silent. You found that you lived only 30 minutes away from the base, so you didn't struggle with the early shifts, working almost full days at the base, with a surprising decent salary.

You learnt you had replaced the previous worker, Katherine, a grumpy senior who quit, being fed up with the stench of these sweaty unkempt soldiers, and their rowdy behaviour after missions.

You also met your staff at the base, being the youngest one there gave you no surprise, with most your colleagues being double your age. You liked it. It was quiet, having met a few of the soldiers.

Your role was relatively simple. Consisting of various tasks such as ordering enough food to satisfy the recruits, more training equipment, when a recruit seemed to damage one. All in all, you were satisfied, especially when the first pay day rolled in.

You also noted that your colleagues, without fail, always seem to talk about a specific group of soldiers, such as Friday evening, when you all found yourself eating an early dinner.

"Soap is so sweet! He's always so generous when we talks to me, although I can't lie, I don't know what the fuck he says half the time." Your colleague rambles, shoving a spoon full of Friday's roast dinner into his mouth.

Another agreed, "Nothing beats the dilf of a man - Captain John Price. I may be chewing steak but that ain't the meat I want in my mouth, if you get what I mean-"

You choked, "Margaret, you're married with grand-kids, lord."

After a quiet but much needed conversation, you learnt about the most well-known team within the base, Task Force One-Four-One, lead by Captain John Price, forming of Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick, and the one you were most curious about - Simon 'Ghost' Riley.

"But like, why Ghost? If he's close to this Soap dude, why not call yourself Shampoo or something?"

Your colleagues laughed at your naivety glancing at each other.

"My dear, I don't dare to call him anything other than Lieutenant. He's entered a 10 metre radius of mine, and I've already pissed myself." One stated.

"I've heard he threatened to attack Katherine, just because she overcharged him, long story short, she quit." Another replied.

It seemed you didn't understand how feared Ghost really was...

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By the time you all had finished dinner, the staff split up, some going back to the canteen to prepare dinners for the soldiers finishing training, some going to clean up the barracks, and you found yourself going back to your designated shop.

Aah, this is peaceful. You mumbled, drinking your hot chocolate, whilst sorting out all the army boots on display.

As the clock strikes 10 p.m. though, the silence is broken and you hear a stampede of soldiers, once you assume had come back from a month long mission. The majority of them, from what you'd heard, sprinted to the canteen to rid themselves of their strictly MRE diet, and finally eat some home cooked food, whilst others ran off to their freshly cleaned barracks to get some well-deserved sleep.

Your little shop also seemed to be quite busy, a long queue waiting to buy water bottles, bandages, blankets, you name it. From nearby chatter from the tired soldiers, it seems most of the teams had arrived back from Afghanistan, a successful mission with no death and a few minor injuries.

An hour goes by and the queue dies down to around 6 people, with one at the till: Jordan.

"So a water bottle, that would be £1.50, payin- my God, Jordan?" You smiled, getting in front of the counter and pulling into a hug. He smelt like dusty and you joked that 1 bottle of water wouldn't suffice to rinse him of the smell.

"I haven't seen you in forever, it's been like 6 months? How's the job been treating you?" He enquiries, placing a kiss against your forehead. By now, the nearly empty shop turns to face the both of you, many assuming the situation to be a couple reuniting.

You and Jordan continue to catch up on everything - his mission, your job...Margaret's obsession with which positions she can take Captain Price in...

"Bro, she was going so in depth into the many ways she can contort her waist for, what she calls, the Price penis?!" You pull your most fake-disgusted face, as Jordan cackles loudly.

But his laugh falls short as a deep scruffy voice interrupts him-

"The only thing being wasted right now, is my time. Hurry the fuck up and pay for your shit. You act like we have all the time in the fucking world."

You jump slightly at the harsh words, although this is a military base, you should be used to this foul language.

"My guy, she said waist, not waste-" Jordan begins, before straightening his back and realising who he was talking to.

He turns around to face the man's voice, his back now turned to you, obstructing your view of the unknown soldier.

"Lie-Lieutenant. My apologies! Lemme grab this water and get out of your way," Jordan nervously chuckles, you can't see who he's talking to, but you can tell this was a man of higher authority, given how Jordan stutters. "Ooh, I see what you wanted to buy! Gloves, nice, socks, cool, Coc-Coco pops?!"

"My fucking God Biggs, the only thing big about you is your stupidity and your pussy attitude, grab your shit and go. Stop holding the fucking line, mate." The male's British accent is so prominent with every word enunciated, and you wish to never run into this stranger again.

"Sir!" Jordan turns to you, handing you a fiver and awkwardly side hugging you, "Have fun with this jerk wad." He whispers into your hair, before running out the shop, his water bottle still on the counter.

"Jordan your bottle-"

Holy shit.

After Jordan moves, your eyes feast before you, revealing a godly 225 lb man, standing at an impressive 1.89 metres, dressed in his dark and intimidating casual attire, his face hidden behind a skeleton mask, his piercing eyes squinted and penetrating into your shorter frame, his biceps bulging out of his sweatshirt, his shoulders broad, his trousers failing to hold his impressive bulg-

"Are you going to continue gawking at me like a fuckin' donkey or should I not pay for this shit?" He huffs out in disappointment.

Rude. Plain rude. Sexy...but rude.

Now you know why Jordan couldn't move a muscle when faced with this guy. Putting 2 to 2 together, you clocked. The way other soldiers left the shop as he entered. The way one look from him gets them to shut up so quickly. The skeleton mask-

This is Ghost.

"We- I- Um-" What the hell? Why can't you form a damn sentence?

"I- I- I don't give a damn. My shit, here." He mocks you, slamming his items on the counter. By now, the other customers have scurried off in fear. It's now you and Ghost in the shop.

You nod, humming a yes, eyebrows furrowing at his unkind words.

The next few moments are followed by near silence, the only sounds being the scanning of the items and your quickening breath. His foot begins tapping rapidly, as sign that you're taking to long.

It's uncomfortabl-

"The old hag before you's gone then."

Yes, Ghost, she is. And if you keep acting like this, I will be too. You grunt a response, unable to find the right words.

"£28.50" You say curtly, after a while. He hums in response, pulling his wallet to pay.

You watch him nervously, you did not expect to see one of the most respected soldiers in front of you so soon. Someone so handsome, someone so fucking sexy, but someone so fucking bitchy...

Oh. You said that last bit out loud.

Ghost pauses his actions, his head slowly craning upwards, his gaze drinking you in.

Your eyes meet his, quickly looking back at the counter, unable to meet his furrowed but amused glare.

"'m so bitchy, but you seem to love it, sweetheart. So red, like you're fucking in love with me or something." He scowls, slapping a £20 note on the counter.

"Maybe next time stopping droolin' over other men when you have your own cunt of a boyfriend." He mutters, before taking his shit and leaving. You don't fail to catch the smirk in his voice, as he exits your shop, loud footsteps booming behind him.

Oh my god.

You were at a loss of words. You were also at a loss of £8.50.

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"Jordy, you don't fuckin' get it! Dickhead left the place, without paying the full fucking price, mind you." Frustration was evident in your voice.

"Bitchy and broke," Jordan snickers.

"And the audacity to call you my boyfriend? Bye." You huff in annoyance, whilst Jordan chokes on his spit. If anything, he was a like a brother to you!

A week has gone by since that first encounter and your conversations with Jordan at the shop, when he passes by, always seem to end up at the topic of Ghost. The way he glares at you as you walk past him in the corridors. The way he sees you struggling when you carry boxes upon boxes- oh he won't help you, by the way. When you ask, he simply scoffs, "You're getting paid and you don't even want to do your job?"

Since that day, you've met all of the Task Force members. Price was as Margaret mentioned, sexy. Soap, comical, Gaz, kind-hearted, Ghost...yeah, he's there.

"But you don't get it man, he's so big- like over 6 foot! And those eyes- man those eyes. So condescending...but so hot..." you continue.

"Damn Margaret wannabe, we get it." Jordan jokes, drinking his can coke - which he didn't pay for. You'll tell him later.

As you both converse, loud footsteps enter the store.

Ghost. Again.

Did I mention he's been in here every day since the first time?

8 a.m. sharp, the moment you clock in for your shift, and 10 p.m. on the dot. Fucker's so annoying, he'll stay around the shopfloor, lazily looking at the various protein bars, even after you state the shop is already 10 minutes past closing.

But you don't mind. His silently stares at you, as if trying to remember the exact location of every beauty spot on your face, the consequent reddening of your cheeks, the slight touches of his rough callous fingers brushing against your own. All this unspoken tension, leads to your every thought being consumed by Simon Riley.

And when he enters the shop, wow. Buys the most random unnecessary shit ever. You notice how he walks in and purchases his singular Coco Pops cereal bar, day after day. This man isn't sick of them?

I mean, come o-

"Your obsession with me is flattering." He states.

Oh, forgot to mention, he's still an asshole. But at least after rehearsing to yourself in the mirror, you can actually speak up for yourself.

"Guh- buh- we- u-" Fuck's sake.

But he actually laughs this time. A loud imploding chuckle exits his mouth, and you actually smile a little at this unfamiliar emotion.

You can't tell what his face is doing under the mask, but his voice suggests a small smile rests on his face, but it soon disappears before he coughs awkwardly.

"Your boyfriend's in the infirmary by the way." He looks away, emphasising boyfriend a little too roughly.

You stare in confusion. Boyfriend? He picks up on this.

"Biggs. Rolled his ankle or some shit. Dunno why he can't just man it up. I've had worse injuries." He mumbles, smiling under his mark slightly, assuming Jordan isn't in fact your boyfriend.

Your eyes widen, "Jordy? Wha-who-how?"

"He-" But before he can answer your question, you're running out the shop to the infirmary, stealing a snack from the shelf for Jordan.

You fail to notice that you'd left a dejected Ghost at the counter, who'd picked up 2 coco pops instead of 1 this time, his smile faltering, as he planned to give you the 2nd, as a token of apology for his impolite behaviour.

In the end, he realised he'd been holding onto a ghost of a connection, overshadowed by the presence of another man.

He winces, being left alone at the till, hoping to actually strike up a conversation with you, as he gathers his (unpaid) belongings and walks out the door, off to shout at any rando that dares get in his way.

yALL its 2.30 a.m. and i'm craving coco pops-

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[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Yooo, Can I request Jeff, Ben and ej (platonically) with a GN!child!ghost!reader (sibling relationship) that’s like puppet/Charlotte Emily from fnaf? So quite calm, intelligent, protective over people they care about. Maybe a scenario where reader gets hurt somehow or is just having a bad day, thinking about their death and etc, basically any comfort scenario you wanna write. thanks if you manage this, don’t worry if you don’t want to. have a great day/night 💜

Ooohh! I just love getting to write comfort fics! I chose to do the "just having a bad day" scenario, as i feel like i would be able to write more for that, but if you would like to see the other choices as well, don't hesitate to ask!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

Jeff awakes at 6:30 am every morning, usually dragging his feet, doing things as lazily as possible before he starts his day. After he's done getting ready, he goes to your room to wake you up and see if you want to help him take smile out for a walk.

This time though, you were lying awake on your back, just staring up st the ceiling. He raises a brow and comes to sit on your bed. "Hey squirt, you doin' ok?" He asks, hoping that you aren't sick or anything. You nod, but that doesn't quite satisfy Jeff. "Wanna help me walk smile?" He asks once more, holding up smile's leash. You shake your head before turning over to your side and pulling your blanket up over your shoulders. Jeff frowns. "You sure you're doin' ok?"

You begin to cry softly, which alarms Jeff even more. "Ah! Hey, hey, what's wrong, kid?" He asks, picking your small self up and bringing you to sit in his lap, cradling you in his arms. You cling onto his button up work shirt, the soft cries turning into sobs. Jeff cringes at the forming wet spots on his shirt, but continues to comfort you none the less. "Hey, come on, kid. You're alright, I've gotcha" he whispers into your head, rubbing your back and shushing you comfortingly. He lets you sit ad cry it out for a while, grabbing your blanket and wrapping it around you to hopefully help calm you down.

When you are calm, he strokes your hair and asks what made you so upset and if he needed to beat anyone's ass. You smile and laugh at this, and shake your head. "Alright, so what's got you in a mood?" He asks "you never turn down walking smile" he says knowingly. You shrug and look down. It is quiet for a moment before he sighs and pats your back. "Maybe today just isn't your day, kid. But that's alright, everyone's got those days.", he then picks you up and sets you back on your bed. "I'm gonna go walk Smile real quick and then I'll come back. Do you want me to take the day off today so we can go do fun stuff?" He asks, standing and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

You nod, he nods back. When he is done walking smile, he helps you up into his truck and (still in your pajamas) you go to the store together and pick out all your favorite snacks and candies, and maybe some new toys. When you get back home, you both sit in jeffs bed and eat snacks while watching your favorite movie, Smile Dog laying his head on your legs and begging you to pet him.

Eyeless Jack

Jack tends to pull all-nighters quite often, so instead, he has an alarm set for when it is time to wake you up. 8:00 sharp, no earlier. I would say no later, but as Jack's unofficial little sibling, you basically get free reign over what you wanna do.

The morning is as normal as ever, he begins making his coffee 30 minites before your alarm. Coffee in hand, he heads to your room and opens the door, walking over to your curtains and opening them. As the light hits the room, he notices that he can't pick up on your heat signature at all. You arent in your bed, or anywhere around the room, which is very peculiar indeed. After some looking around, he hears a sniffle come from the closet. His ears twitch at the sudden noise, and he makes his way over to the area, softly opening the doors so as not to startle you.

You are curled up in a ball, crying quietly. Jack crouches down and softly calls out to you. You perk up and crawl towards him, hugging him close. He pulls you into a deeper hug and begins picking lint off your clothes. "What are you doing in here, turtle dove?" You sniff and begin to speak, your speech muffled by your face being stuffed in his shirt. "I didn't sleep because i don't feel good". This immediately worries jack, who takes your face in his hands and examines you "do you feel sick?" He asks. You shake your head. "No, i mean in here. I dont feel good here." You say, pointing to your heart. He looks at you quizzically, before seemingly understanding. "I see. Well it's not good for you to not sleep, no wonder you feel sad." He mumbles. "Come on, let's go curl up on the couch" he says, picking you up and carrying you on his hip, before setting you down on one of the couches and handing you a tv remote. "Go ahead and play a nice movie for yourself, I'll go make you some warm milk so that you can get to sleep."

You grab onto the bottom of his shirt. "But you'll stay, right? Until I fall asleep?" You ask him worriedly. He nods. "I will always stay with you, okay?" You nod and turn on your favorite movie. He returns with your milk and allows you to lay on him however you feel comfortable. You end up falling asleep in his arms while he plays with your hair. When he notices that you are asleep, he carries you back to your room and lays you on your bed, tucking you in and tidying up around the room, before leaving to get ready for work.

BEN

It was late at night, and BEN was sleeping. You open his door, holding your comfort toy. You tip toe over to his bed and tap him. "Ben..." no answer. "Ben!" He snorts and rubs his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Im up." He groans. You begin to sob, which stops him in his tracks. "Woah, woah, what's up, little dude? What's wrong?" He asks, putting a hand on your shoulder. You don't answer, you just keep on crying. He sighs and picks you up, placing you on his bed. "What's up?" He asks again.

You sniff and look up at him. "Can i sleep with you tonight?" He nods. "Yeah, if that'll make you feel better." You don't respond, instead you begin to curl up under his blanket. "You wanna play some video games?" He asks you. You shake your head, and he nods. He grabs his tv remote and turns on rain noises for relaxation.

If you want to cuddle up to him, he'll be fine with that and will hold onto you if you so desire.

If you don't he is also fine with that, he will roll over and go back to sleep the way he was. Don't be afraid to wake him up if you need him again.

#creepypasta #slender mansion #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #eyeless jack x male reader #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #eyeless jack #ben drowned x y/n #ben drowned x you #ben drowned creepypasta #ben drowned x reader #ben drowned #jeff the killer x male reader #jeff the killer headcanons #jeff the killer x reader #jeffery woods #jeff the killer

[hearts4golbach]

The Night shift.

Chapter 9.

Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.

new year, new me. new year, bolder me, I decided. luckily, I wasn't working on New years eve I invited Johnnie and Jake over to celebrate, get fucked up, and stay the night for new years.

"yooo, y/n!" Jake called as he walked in my door.

"I think we pregamed a little too hard." johnnie giggled with a weird accent.

"damn, you guys pregamed without me?" I asked as he passed me a few different alcohols. "you look like an alcoholic right now."

"it's new years! everyone's an alcoholic on new years!"

"so true. I'm about to get sooo fucked up!" I giggled, pulling the pizza I had made out of the oven.

"awe, fuck, man." johnnie couldn't stop giggling as he leaned against the counter. "I'm going to be covered in vomit and shit by the end of tonight."

"why would you be covered in shit, man..." Jake trailed off.

Johnnie slapped his arm. "you know what I meant, asshole." Jake gave him a look and he began to blush.

I raised an eyebrow. "are you two gay for eachother?"

"some people think we're lesbian women or gay men but-"

Jake cut him off. "if the boot fits..."

I squinted at them. "I mean, that's pretty accurate."

"y/n, stop trying to take my bitch." Jake rolled his eyes.

"whaaat are you talking about?" I asked sarcastically. Johnnie turned away to laugh, a darker shade of pink spread across his face.

"we will go right now, slut." he said in a high pitched voice, waving a pizza cutter at me.

"you're autistic." I replied normally, snatching the pizza cutter from him and proceeding to use it.

"what else do you got to drink up in this bitch?" he asked, walking over to the fridge.

"I have diet cock and diet mountain dew, or water or milk." I said, ripping off 3 paper towels ans getting everyone a few slices of pizza before putting the other in the oven.

"diet what the fuck?" johnnie asked.

"diet cock, my little twinks favorite." I smiled, pinching Jake's cheek.

"oh shit, Tara's calling." Jake said before stepping into the living room.

"who's tara?" I turned to johnnie.

"his ex. she's super chill though, so don't worry."

"okay, good." I sighed. "whats something you want to happen in 2024, like a goal or something."

his breath hitched at the question. "I can't tell you, it'll ruin it."

"wow." I replied, pretending to be hurt.

"you'll just have to wait and see." he smiled.

"okay." I shrugged

"do you have one?"

"I wanna be more outgoing."

johnnie remembered the talk we had. "oh, yeah. yours is good." he smiled. "I think you got it."

I rolled my eyes and laughed. "thank you, johnnie."

jake walked back into the room a minute later. "is it cool if Tara comes? she was ranting to me about how lonely she is."

"I don't care." I shrugged. "she can come." I smiled and told Jake the adress so he could send it to her.

less than 20 minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." I said, dragging myself off of the couch. I opened my door to be met face to face with the same girl from the cafe.

"oh my god, hi!" she squeeled. "you have to give me updates. I'm tara." she shook my hand.

"hey, it's so nice to formally meet you. that was a weird first interaction." I giggled.

"so you two know eachother?" Jake pointed at us.

"she came into the cafe the other night and we talked about.. issues." I glanced at johnnie. he was already looking at me. his arms were crossed as he leaned against the doorframe to the kitchen.

"I think tara just found her new best friend." Jake looked towards johnnie. He simply nodded and giggled.

"you know it." she responded.

"so, we have like 6 different alcohols and pizza. I can make more pizza, too." I walked into the kitchen, taking the last slice of cold pizza.

"can we make more? I can put it in." Johnnie offered.

"what are you putting your dick in?" Jake asked, turning the corner and meeting us in the kitchen. "her?" he asked, pointing to me.

"shut the fuck up, dude." johnnie shoved him while he laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "if you don't mind, you can do it. I don't mind either way."

Johnnie's cheeks were bright pink. "okay, I don't mind, so I'll make it." he gave me a shy smile.

I cleared my throat and shot an awkward smile back. I quickly moved my hair out of my face and turned to tara. she glanced at johnnie then raised her eyebrows. "him?" she mouthed.

I looked away for a second to see johnnie digging in the freezer. I looked back and nodded once.

her hand flew over her mouth. "that's so cute, this is happening." she whispered in my ear before running into the living room to talk to Jake.

"uhm, they seem a little bit closer than exes." I scratched the back of my neck.

"yeah, they had a good breakup so they stayed friends. I'm sure deep down they really miss eachother, though."

"yeah, that's what it seems like." I paused, sitting on top of the counter. "whatever happened with your ex?"

"I still haven't heard from her." he glanced at me. "I don't think she'll ever fully leave me alone, though."

I frowned, crossing my arms. "isn't it basically stalking at this point? and isn't that illegal?

johnnie shrugs. "I have no clue, its weird."

I nodded, not knowing how to verbally respond. I picked up a few cups and one of the multiple alcohols and sat in the living room with Tara and Jake. he smirked at me, then immediately dropped his expression. "I know your secret." he said in a grim tone before smiling again.

I scrunched my eyebrows. "okay, then. who wants some?"

They said me in unison, and I heard johhnie ask from some from the kitchen.

"guys, we have to do a cheers video so I can post it." tara grinned.

"real." Jake nodded.

"okay." johnnie walked into the living room and sat next to me. I passed him his cup and held up mine.

"cheers!" Tara began

"cheers!" johnnie and jake said, mimicking her voice.

"that's so cute." I complimented, watching the video.

after about 3 shots, johnnie was fucked up.  His eyes slightly squinted as he narrated basically everything he did. Although, he usually ended his sentences with, "I need to shut the fuck up," or "I don't know why I said that."

I settled on just having one drink since I had to go to work tomorrow night. I was buzzed for sure, but I could think straight.

johnnie leaned against me, wrapping hid arm around my shoulders with a smile. "sooo," tara began, "Jake, will you be my new years kiss?"

he looked at her weird before a look of realization washed over his face. "of course. johnnie, when was your last new years kiss?"

"neverrr." he rolled his eyes.

"really? me neither." I laughed

"maybe you guys should!" tara nodded, giving Jake a look.

"yeah!" Jake agreed, but johnnie was too drunk to realize what they were doing.

I looked at johnnie. "you think me and y/n should kiss? wouldn't that be awkward cause we're just friends?"

"me and tara are just friends, there's nothing bad about kissing the homies." Jake smirked.

"I mean, y/n?"

"i- uh, I'm down." I stuttered.

Johnnie's gaze on me softened. "okay, me too."

tara rested her hand on her leg, palm up.  Jake gave her a quick high-five. "I saw that."

#jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert x you #johnnie guilbert x reader #johnnie guilbert #cafe aesthetic #cafe #fanfiction #fanfic #jake webber #tara yummy #the night shift

[oreharuuu]

To be One (2)

Summary: Continuing to play even after creepy events was worth meeting the boys...right?

Warnings: creepy description

A/N: yooo pt. 2, if y'all want to be in the tag list for this series only leave a comment yeahh

Tag: @atinytinaa @hoeranghae1117

Waking up to the sound of your alarm was not a good thing. Especially to hear on a Saturday. Kicking your covers away, you turned off your phone before flopping back to your bed, sighing happily as you stretched your arms and legs.

It was a sunny day outside, weirdly enough there's not much car honking out the road. Your apartment seemingly in quiet bliss as you decided to have breakfast.

Glancing back at the computer, you didn't have any time to actually open and play the game because of work. Your boss assigned you to a project with potential big clients that could boost the company, sadly enough the team you're working with has only five members including you. So you all had to work your ass off to make deadlines meet.

Thankfully you finished the project yesterday, so the team decided to go out and have some drinks till midnight. You declined wanting to sleep early and stay on your bed since there's no work tomorrow, but of course you had to forgot to turn off your alarm.

Humming as you eat your cereal, you decided to play the game again before doing some chores. You and Yeri texted back and forth about the game, her explaining some of the system while you gave her feedbacks about the game.

"How long has it been?" You hummed as you turned on the computer, swirling around your chair as you stare at the blank wall in your room. "Almost a week, huh? Didn't feel like it honestly," You huffed as you finally clicked on the game, the familiar cutesy theme song starting to play. You hum along with the tune, starting where you left off.

Day two.

It's morning and the game tells you to hurry up to class, making you play little mini games again as you collect more coins and items to boost your relationship. Yeri told you the coins didn't really work as of right now, but the items did! So you debated on who you should try it on.

Seeing the many areas of the school from the little map, you noticed a grey area. When you clicked on it, nothing happened. So you brush it off as an unfinished area of the school.

A cutscene started to play, reading through the bottom text tells you that you're meeting another potential love interest. Two boys appeared, making you hum in appreciation as you look at them. One of the boy has silver hair, being significantly taller than the other one. But the shorter one did have a more powerful aura, making you more interested as to who they are.

"What do we have here? You must be the new student, (name)?"

The shorter one asked, making you smile before you picked a reply.

"Ah, how do I know? I'm Hongjoong, this is Seonghwa. We're both in the student council so it's given we know who the new student is."

You snorted. "Of course you're both in the student council." They're basically the walking stereotypes of the uptight and tough students, with perfect uniforms and the way they're confidently speaking to you. Or well, your character.

"Now, now, Hongjoong. Don't scare the new student away with your words. We should be welcoming towards them."

Seonghwa chided the other boy, making you smile in amusement before replying.

"It's nice to meet you, (name). We hope your stay here so far has been well. We don't want to seem very strict, but please remember to wear your name badge."

You clicked through, reading the text and enjoying how their voice sounds. You didn't skip any dialogue, wanting to hear their voices play through the speaker.

"If you have any problems, please don't hesitate to talk to me or Seonghwa. Or you could find any of our friends here."

A tutorial popped up, showing you where to find the boys if you want to meet them on the small map. Usually these are for increasing your bonds with the boy so you could encounter secret routes and endings.

Hongjoong — Student Council room and garden

Seonghwa — Student Council room and library

Yunho — Art room and garden

Yeosang — Music room and library

San — Gym and dance room

Mingi — Art room and Music room

Wooyoung — Dance room and garden

Jongho — Music room and gym

"Some of them I haven't really met," You mumbled. You're hoping today you could see all of them, so you could devise a plan on who you should increase your relationship with. Almost all of them are short interactions, so you're still holding on to the items in your inventory.

"Please, don't be a stranger. We'll always welcome you with open arms."

You swooned at Seonghwa's words, noticing how soft he looks with his smile as both of the characters said goodbye to you. Before they left, you notice two hearts popped up at the top of their heads.

8%

You tilted your head at the numbers. Surely that must be a glitch, right? You've never met any of them, why did the numbers go so high? Even Yeosang only had 2% when you first met him. Wait, did San even had this thing popping up?

"Must be another glitch, I'll tell Yeri later."

After that, you're just minding your own business, playing mini games and talking with other characters to learn more of the lore and before you knew it another cutscene started to play. You squint your eyes in confusion before it widens as Hwayoung, you're so called enemy appears with her gang. You giggle a little at how cliche Hwayoung is acting as the typical bully, mocking you only from your physical appearance and not actually doing anything.

You clicked through the interaction whilst not focusing, wanting to pass through the interaction as fast as possible. You notice how red Hwayoung face has gone, making you giggle a little. But what she said next made your heart stop for a second as your finger hovered above your mouse.

"I know you're not paying attention to me! And—And I know you've missed classes for the past few days now! You're the new student and you're already setting a bad example for our academy!"

You slowly inched away from your computer. "Wha—what the actual fuck?"

Past few days? Did you not playing the game actually counts as a day in the game? The game literally started where you left off, how did Hwayoung know about you not playing it?

The game glitches out again making you groan in frustration, but you soon turned quiet as suddenly a figure appeared right next to Hwayoung. It's the boy with red hair, you remembered when he appeared with San from the first day. You glanced back at Hwayoung, flinching at how pale she was. Eyes wide as sweat appeared on her forehead. You gasped when you notice how she's staring right at you.

"Hwayoung, that's not very nice is it?"

You brushed your arms as goosebumps started to rise, not liking how...unnerving his tone was.

"Get away from her. Go back to wherever you came from before I—I call the teacher on you."

The red hair boy threatened, but you notice how Hwayoung's character changed from scared to relieved. Soon she's gone in an instant and the boy with red hair take center stage as he smiled at you.

"I'm sorry this is how our first meeting actually goes. I was hoping for a more romantic setting like in the gardens."

His words supposed to make you swoon at how romantic it sounded, but you're only confused as to what he said. First time? You've met him before! He appeared suddenly and went missing in an instant with San. Does that not count as meeting them? Well a glitch appeared and made them disappear so you guess it's not counted in the game.

You slowly relaxed when nothing bad happened, actually enjoying your interaction with the now named boy, called Wooyoung. From his voice and dialogue alone you know he likes to make trouble, but you found yourself endeared by his personality.

"Sorry, I have dance class in a few minutes. Will—Uh, do you want to meet up with me later? Hangout maybe or just walk around?"

You held back a giggle at how shy he suddenly sounds, picking the option to agree with him. His face lights up instantly, promising that you'll both have a good time when you meet up. You notice the heart popping up again and you sighed at the percentage shown.

17%

"How is that even possible? That's more than the ones I've meet!" You groaned but you didn't mind it no more, already making a mental note to tell Yeri about the heart glitch later. It's weird how high the percentage is, you wonder what possible routes or secret endings you'll have when you reach 100%.

Thinking back, you hum as you tried to remember who you've met before. "I haven't met Mingi, Jongho, and...Yunho." Well you kinda did, with the whole eye situation. But you guess it's probably not counted just like your encounter with Wooyoung. You sighed before checking your phone, noticing that a few hours has passed and you haven't taken a shower nor do chores.

You left the game still playing, your screen showing you the empty classroom where Wooyoung has already left. You stretched before making your way out of the room, already making a list on what chores to start first after showering.

Cleaning your fridge, doing the laundry, and doing many more things made you forget about the game in the meantime; too focused on working while you're watching your favorite TV series. Pausing every now and then to watch the TV, you laughed softly at what's happening with the main character.

A small static noise made you pause, glancing back at your room and staying silent to hear what's going on. Soon the static noise turned loud enough to make your ears hurt, wincing in pain as you run back to your room. When you're there, oddly enough the static was gone. You quickly checked your computer to see if anything is wrong but everything's fine. You glanced towards your computer screen and jumped in shock when you saw two boys standing there silently.

You squinted your eyes when you noticed no text appearing on the bottom, letting out a noise of confusion when a deep voice spoke through your speaker.

"Hi! We noticed you staying alone at this classroom. Are you okay? You've been staying here for quite a while."

Your body tensed as the tall boy asked you something so innocent, yet it's making you cower in fear about what he just asked. You waited for an option to show up, but none appeared. You waited for a few seconds before it finally showed up, sighing in relief before picking an option. Well what you assume the safe option.

You didn't want any weird glitches to happen.

"Well, you must be the new student. My name is Mingi, this is Jongho."

Mingi, the taller boy introduced himself and the boy besides him, smiling widely making his eyes disappear. You notice the height difference quickly, but you know the shorter one, Jongho, has more muscles beneath his uniform.

You thought Jongho would speak or introduce himself, but the bottom text only displayed nothing before Mingi talked again.

"Aish, don't be so shy! Don't worry about Jongho here, he's just shy about meeting new people."

You let out a small smile as you noticed Jongho's character blushed a flaming red, before Jongho promptly denied what Mingi said.

"I'm not shy. I was just...you know what? Nevermind. I'm Jongho, it's nice to finally put a face on the girl who's being talked all around school."

You hum, settling down on your chair before playing the game for a few minutes. You've cleaned enough for the past few hours, you'll play just a little bit more. Maybe after you finished day two then you'll eat lunch.

You cooed at how cute Jongho is, Mingi making you giggle at how enthusiastic he is; almost like Wooyoung. You really can't choose only one boy, you liked all of them! And even though you haven't met Yunho properly, you already know he's also going to be your favorite.

"Anyway, have you met everyone? Almost all of my friends already talked about meeting you in person."

"Ah, Mingi, I think Yunho hasn't properly met her."

"Oh yeah! Yunho told us that—"

You frowned when Mingi went silent, noticing the game froze with glitches showing every now and then. The seemingly cheery tune also stopped, making you sit in tense silence as you waited for any of them to talk again.

"—He's been pouty ever since! You should meet him, (name)! Maybe that'll cheer him up."

Seems like his dialogue has been cut. You pursed your lips before picking an option, weirdly enough there's an option appearing on the last second. You looked closely and noticed its different from the other ones, this one with a pink color themed.

"Oh! Is this a special encounter?" You smile before picking the option, noticing how Mingi and Jongho smiled widely.

"Great! Just go to the art room on the third floor, I think he's finishing a project there. Don't say me or Jongho set you up, okay? He'll whine about it to us."

"Before we leave, do you want to have lunch with us tomorrow? We're busy helping San with...a problem around our school."

You quickly agree, wanting to boost your relationship with both of the boys. Once again, two hearts popped up at the top of their heads.

13%

It didn't even faze you about the weird percentage, already thinking it's the weird glitch of the game. Both of the boys said goodbye, making the scene change from the classroom to a door in front of you. Not even a second later, Yunho opened the door, his shocked face making you laugh out loud.

"Huh? Uh—(name)! Hi? Um, what are you doing here?"

You smiled at how flustered Yunho was, looking for an option. But none appeared, only a small blank box. You gasped when you realized you're actually able to type out your response to him.

"Holy shit? This so cool!"

Because of this new system, you've already forgotten about the glitches and weird interactions you had. You didn't even think about how the characters can actually respond to whatever you say, too busy thinking about what reply you should say.

You leaned back to think about what to type to Yunho, remembering what Mingi said earlier.

I have no classes right now, so I wanted to use the art room. You're Yunho, right? |

"Oh! Yeah, I'm Yunho. Sorry, come inside. I'm actually working on a project too."

Soon you're inside the art room, noticing a canvas propped up near the window but you can't really see what he's drawing.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy here. But there's an empty space there if you want. Not a lot of people actually use this room, so it's been my private area for a while."

That's alright! I've been wanting to meet you actually. I noticed we haven't met properly yet |

"There. Not too suspicious, right?" You mumbled.

Yunho's face blushed more, smiling softly before he replied back.

"Ah, yeah. Sorry I've been avoiding you. I've actually wanted to introduce myself to you after Yeosang told me about the new student. But...let's just say I got nervous."

You continued to have a conversation with Yunho, like actually have a conversation because you can actually type out what you wanted to say. It's really fascinating how fast Yunho replied to what you say, because usually even AI would take a few seconds to reply back. Yeri must be a genius in the making for this game.

You didn't even notice how long you've talked to Yunho, only stopping when your stomach grumbled loudly. You pause your typing, debating on how you should stop this interaction.

Sorry, Yunho. But I have something to do. I really had a great time with you, even though we both didn't really get any work done |

Yunho didn't reply to you at first, his face blank of emotions and only his default face shown on the screen. You anxiously bite your lip as a another sound came from your stomach, and as if Yunho heard it; he went back to his usual smile.

"Ah, no worries! I had a great time with you too, so please come whenever you want to this room to work or hangout with me."

Yeah, that would be awesome! Thanks for today, Yunho |

With that, you left the art room with a warm feeling on your chest. You didn't even notice your smiling widely as you're clicking to the dorm icon, humming happily to yourself as the game loads.

Your happiness soon disappeared when you notice a lurking figure in front of you at the dark corridor. "Oh come on! Another scary scene in this place, again?!" You whined as you tried to hide between your hands before clicking away.

You sighed when Hwayoung appeared, but it didn't appease your worry when you notice the look on her face.

She looks fine, nothing weird happened. But her face looks deathly pale, eyes wide with her pupils shrunken as if she's going crazy.

Maybe she is going crazy.

"You—"

"Don't—dangerous—them."

You listened closely to what she's saying, hearing how her words are always cut off at specific times.

"P̶l̶e̵a̶s̸e̴—̵a̵w̵a̸y̵—̶n̸o̶ ̵m̴o̵r̴e̷"

"What the fuck? What the actual fuck!" You hissed when the text are becoming more disoriented. Not only that her voice was becoming more scary, gasping out the words as she sounds breathless.

Almost like she's choking.

"N̶̘̊ő̵̞ẗ̴̮—̶͖̃t̵͌ͅh̸̬̋è̷͉y̷͇̔—̸̘͛ẁ̵͙i̵̮͂l̸̜̎l̷̜͝—̵̠̽g̴̳̿o̶̖̾n̸̯̎e̶͎̚"

"T̶̢̛̼̮̪̙͉̫͚͛͐̏̂̔̋͂̋͝ḩ̸̻͚͇̞͚̜̲̘͈̎̄͐̒̂̈͛͋̃͜͜͝e̵͎͔̮͕̠̯͍̙͖̤͍̎̽̐̌̔̿̐͛̂̕ÿ̵̠́͋͐̓—̴̡̢̱͙̠̗̯̠͕͂͊̽́͗́̉̆͜͜͝͝à̶̢͈̬̺̻̦̜̯̔͆̿̈́̐͝͝l̴̢̝̟̘͔̮̜̦͒̑̊i̶̹̭͇̙̹̠̝͍͈̤̺͈͒͌͂̒͂͌v̶̨̬̙̤͔̤̗̮̹͕̤̅̇ͅé̷̤̮̮̰̰͙̏͌—̸̺̺̦͈͉̙̭̗̮̑̑̓̋̈̏̄̐̂̕c̷̨͚̭̯̥̉ą̸̯̯̝͔̰̖͍̃͛̇̀̄̏u̵̹͗̊͂̎̽̾͋̑g̷̡̨̣̮͖̰͇̠̓̎̚ͅͅḩ̸͍̣̳̮̭̼̯͖̎̉͒͜t̵̯͈́͆̌͊̈́̉̇͝—̵̮͖̍m̸̩̥̻̘̑a̶͈̟̣̽́͌́̂̓̏̿̑n̸̦̤̋̃͘"

"Ỉ̸̧͖̹͇͈͕̥̀̂̈́̾̔̓̋̎͝—̵̛̲̪̲̬̻̃̍͂̑̋̿̄̋̇͛̓̽͂͋̒͐̅͝n̷̡̛̰̯̠͈̦͚̣͋́͂̋͐̄͐̅̈̽̌̊̉͑͆̒͘͝o̶̥͆̑͌̔̑̆̌̇̐̈́͐́̂̅͒͒̈́͝͝͝—̴̛̪͈͎͎̣̳̳̮̺̪̪̰͚̔̑̇̚ͅd̴̡̛̛͚̭̯̺̟͉̥̯͍͍͑͋̋̂͛̈́̆̋̒͋̇̊͌̏̏̚͝͝ͅͅĩ̵̲͓̤̣͊͋̑ȩ̷̧̢̘̰̮̻̻̰̞̪͚͉̦͚̖̳̀̈́͆̏́̿̏͆̓̈́̇̍̀̚̕͜͠͝ͅ!̵̢͇̖̻̖̼̠̘͚̠̬̭̂̓̉̏̽͊͜͠ ̶̦̳̂͗̆̿́"

"H̸̡̧̨̡̧̨͖͉̪͚͓̬̲͙͉̩̟̼͍̩̬̗̤͇̪̘̝̩̠̘͕͙͙͕͎̪̓͌͑̅̔́̄͐̌̿͐̃͌̔̅̎̃̅͊̆͋̋̕̕̚͜͝E̷̢̥͖͖͙̱̹̩̙̲̭̳̟͍̮̞̖̭̮̺̠̪͙̮̮͔̗̹̯̪̯̪̽̀̉̆͊̈́́̒͛̀̄̀̅̈̉̍͒̐͝͝Ļ̴̧̛̮̬̮̲̬͕̗͇͙̰͓̘͍͚̻̹͖̱̯̯́̓̂̅͌͛̇͛̀͑̎͗͑͊͒̀͋̿̌̉̽̾̒͐̽̈́͐̀͒̀͘̕̕̚͝͝͝ͅṔ̸̢̡͓̙͖̼̦̣͚̦̙͔̠͎̳̬͓̤̳̮̱̬̜̤̦̥̫̭̗̜̓́̀͐͜ͅ ̴̛̗̣͌̓̓̎͌͑̒́̑͌͒͘͝M̷̞̗͙̬͚̠̤͖̝̫̩̎̿͐́́̌̓̈́̄͂̕̕͝E̸̢̢̜̼̲̞̜̺̞̲̖͓̞̱̥̘͍̝̲͚̱̞͍̣̯̰̗̙̥̅͗̓̀͛͐͊̀̐́̽̋͒̀͊́́͗͊̂̔̋̈́̾͌̀́̾̃̌̇͊̎͘͘͜͠͝ͅͅ!̶̡̨͚̲͕̞̹̘̗͇͔̣̓͋̃̒̇̊͑̐̋̆͋ ̷̖͈̫̞̯̖̱̱̐̒̉͐̊̀͋̋̾̈̈́͂͘͝͠͝"

P̸͓̈̒͂̇̃̃̄̃́͐͌̎͂͊̓͊̒́̉́̐̓̈́̑͌̎͑́̚̚͝͝��̡̡̥͍̝̻͙̙̞̥̤͓̠̗̭͎̺͕͍̗͙̭̗̱̫͔͙̬̤͕̥̜̯͜L̸̢̧͖̯͉̣͎̗̰̩̙̙̖̯͓̻͈̣̜̞̲̭̻͕̤͙̯̱̩̈́͗̉̀̿̈́̓̇͊͐̓͒͗̅͜͝͝͝ͅė̸̢̨̨̨̛̛͈̥̣̗̼̳̺̝̯̲̼̥̲̮̠̥̥̩̙͇̣͚̮̺̤̝̪̈́̂́̆̎̓̈́̇̀̆̑́̊͛͆̊̈́̈̿͠ͅȀ̵͔͓S̶͈͍̤͊̂́̀̂̂͊̍̈́͋͝͠͠ȩ̷̨̢͕̼̪̺̪̼̪̞̖̦̪̘̣̤̝̭̘͋̎̂̍̈́̔̒̽̈̍͗̂͒̽̽̌͘̕͜!̵̨̬͎̝̪̮̟̬͇̯̇̽̈́̃̚ ̴͔̳͔̜̼̦͙̙̘̰͕̤͔͚̹̩̥͙̲̯͚̺̭͉̭̄̏̃̇͑̉͋̍̉̔̕͜͝

You covered your ears as the yelling grew louder, your ears ringing in pain as you scream when you notice Hwayoung's face contorted into something not human. Her face stretched out, eyes white as blood slowly drips from her mouth. You held back tears as Hwayoung turned into something more demonic, not an ounce of herself left as her pained screams made way through your speaker. The sounds of screaming and the still playing theme music was something out of your worst nightmare at how fucked up it was.

After what it felt like forever, the room turned silent as only your breathing was heard. You opened your eyes, slowly dropping your hands from your ears before glancing up. Hwayoung was still there but she's smiling. Not a threatening smile, a soft one.

"Hey, (name). Sorry to interrupt you this late at night. But I wanted to apologize for my actions, I know—"

"Nope, nope. Fuck you and fuck this game," You hissed as you pressed the shortcut on your keyboard to quickly exit the game, not caring if the game already saved your progress or not. When the game's starting screen appeared, you quickly exited the game and stared at the game icon for a long time, debating on what you should do next.

That's not some fucking glitch, well you thought it wasn't. It's too out of place for it to be programmed into an otome game, the glitches from previous encounters were not as extreme, yet they still unnerved you.

This one....was your last straw.

Grabbing your phone, you quickly texted Yeri to meet up. You didn't try to sound suspicious or letting the tense atmosphere bleed through the text. You hope Yeri would reply soon, glancing bact at your computers with wary eyes before shutting it down.

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #poly ateez x reader #yandere ateez #yandere

[ddarker-dreams]

yooo lock from one gamer to another, any recs for the steam summer sale? i've got most horror jrpgs down like misao, ib, and witch's house

ANON FORGIVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE i was thinking about this ask for a few days and. ahem. in that time, the steam summer sale ended. 😦 just keep this in mind for the next sale perhaps?? alas. here are some of my favorite games on steam .

disco elysium

one of my favorite games of all time. i replayed it recently and have a newfound appreciation for every element of it. the extensive worldbuilding can be overwhelming at first, but i personally enjoyed how fleshed out the world is. the writing is sublime and i've never experienced anything like it across any medium. also it's the only game to have kim kitsuragi so that automatically makes it a 10/10

divinity original sin 2

this game is another favorite of mine. there were multiple times when i was playing it where i went 'huh, i wonder if i can do so and so' and i could. i killed a giant ogre with like 10k HP by sneaking an invisible character into its vicinity and teleporting it into lava. before leaving an area i killed a character who i bought tons of equipment from and got all my money back. it's just a really entertaining game. you can also play it with friends so that's fun. the game can be as dynamic as you want it to be. i like spending hours researching the most optimal builds but you don't have to be a nerd to make it through the content. or you can be like me and spend thirty minutes setting up explosives and perfectly placing each party member before every combat encounter because i've never felt the touch of a woman

hades

fast paced, fluid combat, greek mythology, killer soundtrack, pretty graphics, and bisexuality. what more can i say. i got such an adrenaline rush after beating the final boss that i almost collapsed onto the ground and rolled around like a pill bug. very very fun and addicting

hyper light drifter

HNGNNGN PRTTY and the soundtrack also slaps here too. the color palette is so gorgeous. once you get into the rhythm of the combat you feel like a god among men. zooming all over the place. nyooooooom.

omori

this game took my heart, ripped it out of my chest, stomped on it, slapped it back into place, then closed my open ribcage with a hello kitty bandaid. i cannot praise it enough. it's charming, the psychological horror is one of a kind; it's a game that seeps under your skin and stays there. if you haven't played it yet and you're comfortable with the dark themes it explores i'd recommend it 100%. go on without any spoilers.

pillars of eternity

i uh. i like CRPGs. pillars of eternity has a special place in my heart because it went onto influence how i do worldbuilding. the game has one of my favorite stories from a CRPG, it's overflowing with creativity that's explored to the fullest. it's also made by the folks who created fallout new vegas so that's a bonus. the combat isn't my absolute favorite when compared to something like divinity original sin 2, but i still found it enjoyable overall. interacting with the characters and the fleshed out world was what i had the most fun with.

planescape torment

this game's combat is scuffed but the story is one of the best across any medium. play on easy i'm not joking the combat does not matter. but the world, the characters, the factions, how it dabbles into philosophy, the story that leaves you with more questions than answers as you progress,, it's just so good. when it's on sale it's ridiculously cheap and so worth the price of admission. there's lots of reading but if you're into the type of stuff you'll love this game. also there's a floating talking skull

va-11 hall-a: cyberpunk bartender action

ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVS THE VIBES ARE IMMACULATE THE WRITING IS IMMACULATE THE ART IS IMMACULATE THE SOUNDTRACK WOULD MAKE BEEHTOVEN JEALOUS and there's also bisexuality here too. this game is an example of the writing i wanted to aspire towards after i played it for the first time. it influenced me heavily.

#recommendations #answered #Anonymous

[ca77um-ilo77]

alright you have me convinced!! what should i know before i watch indycar next season??

yooo i'm so glad i convinced you!! this is a pretty long post, and is kind of all-over the place. i tried to break it up by general topic, but i'm adding randomly as i think, so just a warning. i'll add some info links i like at the bottom. (if you or anyone wants to talk indy or f1, asks or dms are so very welcome, i love making friends <3)

one thing about indy is unlike in basically every else, many cars look very different even when on the same team as well as special liveries that are nothing like their normal ones, so i'd recommend getting the indycar app (it's free and user friendly once you figure out the weird layout) as it has a spotter's guide. it also has onboard cameras and radios for free (!!!!).

indycar is (usually) a pretty friendly sport, but as is the case with american sports, we like chaos, so the drivers can pretty much say anything except swear words lol. there's a few different clips of drivers threatening each other, which is great. id say most drivers are friends or at least acquaintances, expect santino ferrucci (huge bigot, pay driver, got kicked out of f2 for extremely dirty driving, and i personally hate his hair) and often romain grosjean as he hits people a lot. as for 2024 rookies, kyffin simpson's dad bought him his seat, and kyle larson saying the n-word in 2020 means he has some really, really racist fans.

the safety rules are strict and the cars are very durable which is good for high-speed crashes. the safety people (shoutout amr indycar safety team i love y'all, amr the company i hate you more than i hate the fia) travel with the races and have extensive training. they are also stationed in places that allow quick access to any location on a track. this is most apparent at ovals as they are much faster and more dangerous. at the other races, they are stationed where there is higher likelihood for a more dangerous crash that needs faster reactions. they take trucks to the site that are full of basically anything that might be needed. this is especially important as indycar refuels and are at high risk of combustion compared to f1. the calling yellow flags is also a lot more liberal which is nice. during longer yellows, and reds at ovals they'll run a sweeper truck to clean the racing line so people don't slide into walls.

for flag code info, as i don't have the patience to write it out, it is is section 7.2 of the rule book (page 27). i've linked it at the bottom of the post.

with the cars, they're all required to have the same chassis and aren't allowed to change a huge amount, so the racing is mostly down to skill, though andretti, ganassi, penske, and mclaren are better as they have more money. there are two engine suppliers, honda and chevrolet, iirc (don't quote me here) chevy is a bit more powerful, but honda is a bit more handleable. fast pit stops are usually about 7 seconds due to smaller pit crews (7 people maximum) and refueling. each car also has it's own pit box as teams have variable car numbers based on what they can afford. firestone provides tires, and there are two compounds, primary and alternate, as well as a wet tire. primaries are the harder compound and have a black sidewall. alternates are softer and have a red sidewall, except at street circuits where it's green to signify all natural rubber. use of both compounds are required. on broadcast you'll hear them mention "sticker reds" which are just the brand new ones.

more tire info in section 15 of the rulebook (page 84). there's some complex rules if you like tires.

the biggest difference between indy cars and f1 is f1 has power steering, indy doesn't. if you watch onboards, the drivers are wrestling the car the whole time, and most of the racing comes down to skill. the actual racing is often chaotic (indycar app helps with this. i keep it open always) and since there are many pit stops in a race (the cars use a lot of fuel) the leaderboard will change a lot.

the points system is very different, i'll try to cover it as succinctly as i can but i'm going to put a link for the wiki on it at the bottom anyway. (this is going to be formatted real weird, but i want to be brief). p1 50; p2 40; p3 35; p4 32; 4th-10th decreases by 2; p10 20; 10th-25th decreases by 1; everything p25 down is 5 points. drivers get points for finishing the race, basically. (unless there's more than 33 finishers, then 34 down get nothing, but that doesn't really happen). there's some bonus points also, 1 for leading a lap, 2 for most laps led, and 1 for pole position. the final bonus is for indy 500 qualifying. top 12 get points from p1 getting 12, descending by 1, to p12 getting 1.

as for the circuits there's three types: ovals (6 races, 4 tracks), roads (6 races, +1 non-championship race), and street (5 races). ovals are very high speed with little to no breaking. road courses are just your average circuit made for racing, the roads tend to be a bit rougher than f1's but that's kinda just how american tracks are. street circuits are, well, on the street. american roads suck major dick. the smoothest indycar street circuit is comparable to the worst of f1's. very bumpy, usually some good crashes (watch 2023 st. petersburg start. shit was insane).

as a fan, i cannot recommend irl indy more. some races are busier than others, obviously, but it's cheap considering it's a big racing category. 3 day entry for the less major races is usually $60-ish, and paddock passes are an additional $120-ish. not 100% on the price for pit access, but that is a bundle with three day tickets usually. the races aren't super crowded and there isn't assigned seats which is nice. the paddock is super open (check my "fenrir indycar" tag, quick access on my pinned) and you are able to walk up to and touch the cars if you really want (i wouldn't) as well as have conversation with engineers if they're not busy. if you have pit access the drivers are usually just wandering around and are often happy to stop and talk/sign something when not busy. there's also a high risk of nearly getting run over by drivers on their scooters. will power is notorious for this.

for my non-americans, (love y'all) we are very happy to have a conversation with strangers. the indy fans are often thrilled to talk about their favorite drivers and thoughts with anyone. when i went id say the only bad experiences i had was getting overwhelmed (my fault, i went to a place that i knew would cause a meltdown) and my dad getting hit twice by a man in a golf cart twice (same guy, not my dad's fault, the cunt didn't try to move, warn him, or apologize, just hit him, let my dad stumble, hit him again. i'm still mad). the seats are usually right on the track, so it's extremely loud and smelly. 10/10 can not recommend irl indy enough. i am biased to the pnw and it's the only race i've been to, but the portland race is great. it's not got masses of people, you can walk right up to the track to watch with the only thing between you and the cars being a concrete wall and a fence, and as it's a smaller race with less fans compared to the east coast and mid-west races, it's cheaper. biggest con is its built on a swamp, so super humid. (another pro, i'll be there <3 [joke.])

any questions you've got or clarification needed, my notifications are on and i'll respond to relevant stuff as soon as i see it.

LINKS:

rule book (clicking on a section of the table of contents will take you there)

points format wiki

schedule (tickets can be bought here)

app link

2024 series wiki (so helpful)

#f1 #indycar #fenrir indycar #indy 500 #2023 indycar #2024 indycar #formula 1 #anti santino ferrucci #portland indycar #ask #anonymous #anon

[u3pxx]

yooo i didn’t know you were playing dgs2! how far are you and what do you think so far? :o

oh god, it's been such a long time! i was playing it with some of my friends long ago and i'm afraid we're stuck somewhere in the middle of the first case and we haven't been able to continue bc of our wildly different schedules 😔

i am enjoying the first case a LOT though, i love the immediate focus on susato (i love the ryutaro disguise I LOVE HER it's such a funny contrast to see someone like her who's usually calm and knowledgeable about the law as co-counsel be as much of a nervous wreck like ryuunoske was when she's the one leading lolll [ALSO HER SPRITES! her eyes darting everywhere is so charming and funny])

i think it's a clever way to ease us in a tutorial again without like having ryuunosuke or susato be like oh no! i have amnesia! and/or i forgot how the law works for no reason! she needs help because she's so NERVOUS her mind blanks and man, isn't that real pfttt

and i also really like who the victim was in this case (which did make me gasp out loud when i saw the opening cutscene bc i did not expect that frankly.) i feel like they're building up to a bigger reveal/story and i'm excited bc ohhh that person killed an important character in the first case and now that they're dead we're never gonna know their true motives... for now! (it's actually also been a while since i played the first game and i can't remember if there was any mention of the victim of 2-1's motive on that one ASKSKS)

I LOVE REI I LOVE HERRRR such a strong personality, best friend energy off the charts, unashamedly in love with her best friend what more could you ask for

ok the things i want to say are escaping me bc im pretty sleepy FDGHD but i just remembered when i finally got what the pun was in rei membami (it wasn't even in our own let's play i was watching an lp on youtube lol) i had to get up and leave bc fuck off localization team don't ever speak to me again /lh ASKSKDGHJD

dont know much about menimemo yet bc i think we stopped in his 2nd testimony maybe but also fuck off with his name pun DFGHJD

#sunnysideanswers #frogs-in3-hills

[rainiishowers]

HI AISDJIDJ

So if I may request something, could I ask for hcs for vtuber!mc? Second pov and gn? Sorry if requests are not open — and take ur time please! Ty if you do it tho <3 love ur works and pls don’t stress—

Yooo! I am so sorry for the delayed answering, I'm not ignoring you I swear Apologies for it being so long without a keep reading feature, it is not working for me 🙇‍♀️ --- Lucifer

Funnily enough, he heard this from Diavolo of all people

During one of his visits to the castle, the prince mentions that he heard you were on a platform for streaming and had "one of those cool looking avatars speaking for you"

With his curiosity peaked, he decided to ask you about this

When he knocks on the door, he hears a bit of talking before you allow him to come into your room

He opens your door and sees your computer set up, your monitor on and a limp anime looking avatar at the edge of your screen upon further inspection

He asks you about it, and you explain it to him

He nods at your (albeit simplified) explanation, telling you goodluck with it and to maybe get a sign on your door for when you're streaming so no one disturbs you

Honestly, he doesn't mind it, although he is a bit confused, he's supportive

It's kinda like trying to explain to an old relative that you do streaming or YT

As long as you don't get distracted from schoolwork, he'll let it be

Mammon

When he first hears about this, a few thoughts go through his mind

Do you profit off this?

How does it work?

And can he join in? (Mostly if the answer to the first question is yes, but bonding with you is always nice)

The first he hears you're a vtuber (probably through someone like Asmo) he goes to your room to ask you these questions

He listens intently as you tell him how it works and sets off to make his own model.. which proves to be a challenge..

Moving away from that, Mammon volunteers to be a sort of manager, which turns out to be pretty beneficial for both of you

But you mighttttt have to stop him before he tries to milk your viewers dry of their money....

Leviathan

A new vtuber has recently started to blow up, and he was watching their videos

However, rumours started circulating that they were in the Devildom, and that obviously got him excited

Obviously, he ranted to you about this, because he ranted to you about every new obsession

He found out about this through Dia, who you trusted with this info, and who accidentally let it slip that you were this vtuber..

Obviously, he freaked the fuck out, overstimulating himself and promptly fainting

He woke up in his own room and noticed you were with him, worried for his wellbeing

You two met gazes and he was quick to look away

"Levi.."

He looks up at you, meeting your gaze.

"I don't want you to see me any different, now that you know that I streaming.."

Now, he always saw you as above him, so that'll be quite hard, but after a long conversation with him, he agreed to not treat you any different now that he knows it

Satan

He noticed how much time you spent on your computer set up and got curious as to what you were doing

Once he found a proper way to word it, he would ask you

You two were studying when he decided to ask you about it, and further explains that he won't grill you for it after seeing your somewhat hesitant look

His curiosity grew as you go on to explain what you do

Once you finish your explanation, he simply nods

Satan was curious to learn more, and so he started doing his own research, and continually asking you questions

Sometimes he would stick around in your room while you stream, quietly reading a book.

Occasionally he would look up and smile at your enthusiasm

Asmodeus

He'd probably find this out by Satan dropping it into a convo and obviously he gets very curious

So, he goes to your room and knocks, hearing a "come in" before he opens to the door to see you wrapping up a stream

"Hey Asmo, what's up?"

"So Satan told me that you had a vtuber, and I'm quite intrigued!"

The more you explain and the more he thinks about it, this can boost his social media presence even more!

But he remembered that he didn't have a computer set up...

Asmo practically begs you to let him borrow your computer set up, just for this!

Although, he's sad that no matter how much he begs, you keep saying no

So, instead he goes on to try and spread the news of his lovely human streaming and obviously that boosts your viewer count

And hey if you feel up to it, maybe let Asmo control your vtuber, as a lil treat and thank you for boosting your viewer count

Beelzebub

When he first hears you do vtubing, he grew curious

So, he figured he'd just ask about it, so he goes to your room with some popcorn and knocks on the door

As soon as he got permission, he walks in and sees you just chilling

Beel walks over, offering some popcorn

"So, I heard from the others that you do something call vtubing..? What's that?"

You have some popcorn before going doing your whole explanation about it

Once you finish, he nods in understanding.

"That's cool! I'm glad you're having fun!" He gives a smile as he notices his popcorn is all gone

He goes on his way, going to get another snack

The man is genuinely happy that you have a hobby, he understands his brothers can be tiring at times, and you want a break from them

Sometimes he'll see the sign on your door that says you're streaming and leaves some food outside or knocks and peeks in, offering food, he doesn't want you to ignore your necessities for streaming after all

Belphegor

He definitely found this out by going to your room wanting attention, and saw you at your computer

You only recognized him when he came to peek over your shoulder, alarming you greatly.

"Belphie! Don't just sneak up on me like that!"

"Whatcha doing?" He asks

"Streaming."

"Huh.. Cool."

It may have not been entirely noticeable by his tired expression, but he did think it was cool

But right now it was taking your attention, and he cannot nap until he's on your lap

"When are you going to finish?"

"Uhm... Half an hour?"

Belphie huffs a bit out of annoyance before going back and flopping on your bed, deciding to just wait until you finish, but he might get a bit grumpy...

#obey me shall we date #omswd #om! brothers #om! mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me mc #vtuber mc #looked over multiple times

[starmonsterrr]

Introducing: Undertale self-insert #102480124 • (Update 2.02 - Miscellaneous changes)

HELLO PEOPLE

I may have disappeared for a maybe long while

And that is because of 3 reasons:

Ink appreciation server

running @ink-simp-shenanigans (surprise surprise it's me)

And school just started a week ago (which is more recent but i guess that may have added)

Except there is a 4th one and that is,,,,,,, I MAY have been working on a little Undertale AU,,,,, and then made an OC out of it,,,,

The AU will get it's own post and i'll reveal as much info as needed at the moment to explain who even is this new character that will be one of my faces on this blog (because i'm gonna have 2 OCs representing me. yeah- second one's design is still W.I.P (nevermind this is future me i finished the design but i might make a separate post for it))

And HERE IT COMES

A FURRY. What's cringier (affectionate /gen) than an Undertale self-insert in mid 2023? A FURRY Undertale self-insert that can shapeshift (WOW OP WHAT A MARY SUE) and exists for SELFSHIPPING

YEAH

THAT'S IT

TH- THAT'S THE CREATURE

And speaking of selfshipping if you scroll in my blog for a bit you might notice that i very much like Ink

and also reminder that I run a blog that has the purpose of feeding Ink simps

So uh I think you get what i'm trying to say

what the flop is a star-born monster????

It might take me a little while (or until i get asks about it) for me to open up about the selfship shenanigans, but meanwhile, here are some bits of explanations and stuff!

which AU is this menace from?

OuterRenaissance. It's still being fleshed out (asks would help a lot), and I plan to later on make an outcode expanded version, and even have some basic stuff for that version. But in simple words it's Outertale but in addition of the space themes, i added themes of the Renaissance historical period, as it brought great advances to science; including astronomy!

I have a post explaining exactly this!

And here's some trivia to finish this off!

(also, Io can shapeshift out of this appearance because shapeshifting powers)

Backstory???

Its AU died (destroyed by Error), and it almost did too, but i possessed it and fused my soul over time with its own using my creator powers and it is now technically a walking corpse puppeteered by me so I can interact with the UTMV, while also forcing it to change its form into the Doppelganger form; giving it the ability to, well, shapeshift. Also ink snas selfship shenanigans i haven't properly written yet (yooo two walking corpses that love eachother!!!!!1!!!1). that's the fewest words i can put it in

IS THAT A 'THE STARRY NIGHT' REFERENCE???

Yes. Yes it is. and fun fact: the ship between Io and Ink is named exactly that. The Starry Night. how clever of me, i should get a prize

Does it have a personality?

Yup. I just don't know how to describe personalities, but here's an attempt at that.

Io is a passionate artist, but struggles with some degree of perfectionism driven by the pride of its art skills which are, by far, its best ability. It also tends to be (sometimes dangerously) kind-hearted at others. It might act one of two ways in social spaces: kind of awkward, not talking much, OR ABSOLUTE MENACE as in SUPER SILLY. No in-between.

Also, it is a quick learner, and could be considered quite intelligent. Thing is ... It carried over speech from the Renaissance time period and is still adapting to modern words. A bit of an overthinker too, which can lead to communication issues, and tends to plan elaborate strategies to perform the simplest of things...sometimes not even following them.

Pronouns/gender identity?

Io, like me, goes by it/its pronouns and identifies as non-binary! (Subject to change as I occasionally explore my gender identity)

Io, due to being puppeteered by me; a Creator, also has the powers of one, but either doesn't use the powers at all or uses them in subtle ways to try and steer things to its/my favour. It may sometimes disguise it as "art magic" shown in these doodles i made a bit ago:

also. autism. i'm autistic and because i take control of this critter i'm dragging it into the spectrum.

And I think that's everything that comes to mind right now! Thank you for listening to this bunch of rambling that i did not beta read prior to posting.

#cringe warning: undertale (multiverse) self insert made for self-shipping and also potentially a mary sue #Also reminder that the block button exists #i don't care about cringe anymore #just wanna have fun #corv rambles about lore #corv's OCs #one mention of OuterRenaissance so like #because it's like one or two mentions i'm not really tagging it as an Undertale AU #undertale au #i lied #Corv's OuterRenaissance mentions #Corv's OuterRenaissance #undertale au oc #undertale oc #utmv oc #original character #oc

[lyranova]

yooo i like your story so much and I'm just thinking if you could make a yamichar story with karna in it and charlotte being so jealous hehehee... thank you very much!

Hiya there! I’m so glad you like my story that makes me very happy 🥰, I actually had to look up who Karna was since I didn’t recognize the name. So I googled it and I didn’t see anything about her personality so I just…kind of winged it 😅. I still hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1,058

Warnings: None

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“ Where’s Yami?” Charlotte Roselei asked as she walked into the Black Bulls Hideout. She had decided to give him a surprise visit since she had finished her mission earlier than expected, but when Asta opened the door and told her that their Captain wasn’t in right now she looked at him in confusion.

“ I’m not really sure to be honest,” the young boy admitted sheepishly and Charlotte frowned. “ A woman came and picked him up though, and she said she wanted to go on an adventure with him.” Asta added and Charlotte’s eyes widened.

A woman… came and picked him up? And he didn’t say anything to anyone? Charlotte didn’t like that at all.

“ Where’s Finral Roulacase? I’m sure he knows where your Captain is.” Charlotte said with an icy tone that made Asta’s hair stand on end. She was angry. Very angry.

As soon as the words left her lips the Spatial mage appeared around the corner. Charlotte walked up to him and grabbed him by his collar, making his eyes widen in fear.

“ C-Captain Roselei?! What’s going on-?” He began to ask before she cut him off.

“ Take me to Captain Yami, right now.” She ordered, her tone even icier than it was a second ago. Finral nodded quickly and opened a portal and led her through it.

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Finral told Charlotte which direction the two went in and she nodded as she quietly thanked him before following his directions.

She walked and walked and began to get more and more nervous. Just who was this woman? Was she a relative from Hino, or was she a former member of the Bulls? Or maybe…maybe she was some long lost fiancé of Yami’s that he just conveniently forgot to mention?! She shook her head, Yami wasn’t like that at all. He was a good person who cared for her dearly, he wouldn’t hurt her like that.

Finally, she found them. She quickly hid herself behind a wall. The two were standing just far enough away that she couldn’t hear their conversation, but she didn’t dare move closer. Instead, she just stood behind the wall and watched them closely.

The woman had brown hair, blue or purplish eyes, and had a bright smile on her face. Charlotte could tell by her body language that she was comfortable around Yami and that maybe she even liked him, and Charlotte couldn’t help but feel a bit of jealousy creep up.

Charlotte wouldn’t really consider herself a jealous or possessive woman, but for some reason…that’s how she was feeling in the moment, and it was mixed in with another emotion:

Hurt.

The way Yami smiled and laughed with the mysterious woman made Charlotte’s heart hurt. He looked so…happy with her that it made Charlotte feel that maybe…maybe he was better off with this woman. Maybe he only pretended to be happy with her because he knew she had feelings for him for a long time, maybe…She firmly shook her head as the thoughts ran through her head. This wasn’t the time for self doubt!

Suddenly the brown haired woman walked away and Yami was left standing there. Charlotte watched as he immediately turned his head in her direction and she tried to hide herself even more behind the wall.

“ I know you’re there, Prickly Princess, you can come out now.” Yami said loudly, and Charlotte winced. Maybe she could just pretend she didn’t hear him and make a run for it? No that wouldn’t work, Yami would find her before she could even make it out of town.

She sighed before moving out from behind the wall and towards him. She saw him standing there with his arms crossed and a curious look in his eye. She tried to hide the blush on her cheeks and crossed her arms as well.

“ How did you know I was there?” She asked curiously and Yami smirked a bit.

“ Your Ki. It’s pretty distinctive.” Yami explained and Charlotte nodded, of course it was her Ki. She should have known.

“ That woman was Karna, she’s an old friend of mine.” Yami told her after a minute of awkward silence between the couple. “ We used to be delinquents together when I first got to Clover, after a while she kinda…moved on. She’s been traveling around Clover for years now and just came back to the Capital today.”

“ It seemed like you two were closer than just old friends,” Charlotte muttered a bit. “ It looked like she had a crush on you or something.” She added quietly and Yami looked at her in surprise.

“ Who? Karna?” He suddenly started laughing. “ I doubt that, but even if she did I’m not interested. I already have the perfect woman.” He added with a grin, which caused Charlotte to huff out a laugh as a small smile crept onto her face.

“ Do you really think sweet words like that are going to make my anger disappear?”

“ I was kind of hoping it would.” Yami admitted sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head, Charlotte shook her head and lightly punched his side.

“ Well it’s not. Because I’m still mad at you. You should have said something a lot sooner instead of just letting my mind go all over the place as I stood behind that wall.” She told him with a huff, she began to walk past him and he quickly caught up to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

“ I’m sorry about that Princess, you’re right that I should have said something sooner. Or we should have stayed at the Hideout instead of coming out here, but I didn’t think about how it would look at the time.” Yami muttered sheepishly. “ Next time I’ll be sure to introduce you two to each other. I actually think you would be great friends.” He added with a grin and Charlotte smiled a bit.

“ I would like that. Maybe she even has some embarrassing stories about how you were when you were a delinquent.”

“ Nah I don’t think so.” Yami said as a blush appeared on his face, and Charlotte raised a curious brow.

“ Ah, so there are stories!”

“ Nope!”

“ Liar!”

The couple laughed and playfully bantered back and forth as Yami decided to take her out on an impromptu date that evening to make up for earlier that day.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

#asks #kazezui #black clover #black clover oneshot #black clover fanfiction #yamichar #yami x charlotte #charlotte x yami #yami sukehiro #sukehiro yami #charlotte roselei #black clover karna

[imaginativeamateur]

[Itachi Uchiha X Reader] First Snow Season 2 {Part 4}

Part 3 | Part 5

Pairing: Itachi Uchiha x fem!Reader

Note: Yooo, hello hello!! I'm back and on the run. Sorry for being on hiatus for literally more than one month, had exams and a bunch of events. But now that it's summer, stay tuned <3

~~/ /The room got quiet, and your body stiffened. He then continued, “We let her out on parol and chose the North to ultimately get to the root of the problem. And we need your help, Y/N.”/ /~~

You tossed around on your futon, unable to fall back to sleep. It has been two nights, since Itachi and you had that conversation about the Clan’s intention to trail Izumi’s contact to some people residing in the North—your land. Thinking about the potential danger lying around, ready to ambush your people sent chills up your body. You agreed to join forces with him, defensively, and now have put yourself into a very critical position. Yes, Itachi—the Clan—wanted you to befriend Izumi.

“In your dreams,” you muttered. The problem was not with you, but Izumi, who desperately believed that her man—stand corrected, Itachi was not her man whatsoever, according to his party—had a fling with you while you would give up all your possessions to prove otherwise. You sighed heavily and dug your face into the comforter, troubled at the thought of the very same woman staying in the room adjacent to yours. Right, two days after you were asked to reconcile with Izumi, she had officially moved in. Great progress.

You loomed over your office desk stacked with countless papers, fingers tapping impatiently on the wooden surface. Your Secretary was supposed to be present by this time, as he has always been a punctual and workaholic individual, but there was no sign of him. Ears perked at the rapid knocking on your door, you called them in, expecting a string of apologies from the young man for his late arrival, but greeting your anticipation was Itachi with a set of bento in one hand, the other holding several scrolls that had you mentally wincing at first sight. “Your Secretary is here, by the way, told him to give us a few minutes.”

“What’s this?” You pointed to the bento box and raised a brow, probably on decent terms with him after having that talk. How to say it—partnership. 

“It’s a bento box,” he replied, neither warm nor cold.

“I know,” you nagged, “what is this thing doing here?”

“You haven’t had breakfast.”

“So?” You watched as he lifted opened the cover, revealing an entire collection of your favorite foods. Unconsciously, you swallowed and blinked your eyes. Hunger never made its way to your mind until you saw food.

“What?” He questioned, “You don’t want to eat, then?”

“No one has bento for breakfast,” you mumbled under your breath but proceeded to dig your chopsticks in, nevertheless. No one except Itachi would. After a few moments of relishing the mesmerizing taste on your tongue, you bemused, “I can’t recall any reasons for you to be so nice to me, Itachi…san.”

“And I can’t recall any reasons for me not to be nice to you either.” 

“If you need help with anything then spit it out, don’t have to take the long way.”

“I’m here because I’m genuinely concerned with your health when you keep skipping breakfast.”

“What does my health have to do with you?” You crossed your arms, having to have stopped eating completely. A dumb thought crossed your mind, one that you immediately dismissed, also the one that kept you awake all night yesterday. Couldn’t it be that—

“I don’t want you to fall sick when we still haven’t taken care of the Clan’s safety,” his face grimed. “You’re no longer living for yourself, Y/N. Others’ lives are in your hands.”

“I…see.” You picked up your chopsticks. So it was not because he still harbored a tiny bit of emotions for you. For someone like Itachi, you should have known better. You knew, even though it was hard to admit that the man before your eyes was no longer the one he used to be—the one you made out to be. Maybe the last few days disoriented your thoughts. The way his fingers lingered a tad bit longer than they should have when he cupped your face, the way his lips curved into a slight smile when your eyes met, the way he cared a little too much that cut you a little too deep. “I will take care of myself, thank you. I will have my Secretary pay you back for the bento.”

The room turned quiet. You took a breath and bit the inner of your cheek. The food you were enjoying earlier became sour in your mouth, bitter almost. “If you have nothing else then—”

“You don’t need to pay me back. I’ll get going,” he waved his hand dismissively, “see you around.”

Itachi shut his eyes as soon as the door to your office closed behind his back. All he needed was just a last push to say what he wanted to say. But it never happened. There were many things he wanted to tell you, not just nagging at you for not eating breakfast. His lips prompted and his words were on the verge of slipping when you questioned why he cared. Itachi did not know either, he just happened to wake up this morning, making some food for himself and ending up with an extra serving. Maybe it had become his habit after you moved in with him, to make some for you, who would never bother going into the kitchen in the morning practically late for work. It was autonomy for him—why he cared. And it would be foreign now that he would have to suppress something that he had grown used to doing. Caring was like a habit, an aggravating one that he needed to replace. It never occurred to him that letting go would be this hard, harder when you were still there, right in front of his eyes, but all he could hold onto were memories.

When you finished your bento box, your Secretary timely made his way into your office, holding a glass of water with some pills. “Y/N-san, this is for you. It’s getting colder this week so make sure you’re paying attention to your health.”

You ogled at him jokingly, “When have you become so compassionate?”

“My brother sent me extras so I thought I should give you some,” he rubbed his nose, embarrassed. “Besides, you probably need it more than I do, you have been overworking yourself these days.”

“Alright, thanks,” you smiled, “help me thank your brother, too.”

Itachi waited patiently at your Secretary’s desk and his eyes lit up at the sight of him. “How did it go?”

“Y/N-san doesn’t know, I told her I got them from my brother.” He grinned, “Those pills are very hard to get, I don’t understand why you won’t give it to her by yourself if you care about Y/N-san so much.”

“I’m not in the right position to do so,” Itachi vaguely answered. “Make sure she takes two per day, both after a meal.”

If he could no longer be by your side, then be it. But he would not stop caring for you. For all he had done, and for all he hasn’t done.

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[khuzena]

You'll never be a bother to me

Chamber x reader

Fluff and angst

"Hi, could you make a chamber x reader fluff + angst please? It can be abt anything! <ty!3" - @aernyx (why cant i tag AAAA)

Yooo! Im having brain fog rn and im rlly sick but i finished this request, finallyy

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After a few months of joining the VALORANT protocol, chamber has proven himself as a very valuable asset to the protocol even though a lot of the members don't trust him. His skills and talents were great so brimstone would bring him to missions often yet the stress started to build up more. It's been 4 days since you've had any interaction wih him that atleast lasted for 5 minutes and it's starting to make you both feel lonely.

You decide to bring him some tea to his workshop so you can ease off the burden and stress on his shoulders.

On your way to his room, you noticed both jett and phoenix coming from the kitchen, "Hey what's up!" jett said while drinking from her juice box.

"Oh uh nothing, just here to visit chamber that's all." You shrugged and continued walking.

A sigh leaves phoenix then he chimed in,"I don't think it's the best idea to bother him now bruv. He's been very cranky these days and it's really terrifying."

"Yeah but you know what's more terrifying, phoenix? Your weird-ass hairline HAHA." jett laughed while nudging on his left arm.

"Whaddya mean by that?-" he replied but then jett started running away, "Come back over here you idiot!"

You huffed and just waved them goodbye while clutching the warm tea in your hand. Knocking on his door and waiting for a reply, but there was only silence. "Chamber, vincent can I come in?" No response again but as you leaned your ear onto the door you hear some metal clanking, almost like tinkering of his weapons again and silent cursing from inside. "Vincent, im coming in!"

Walking into the room you waved at him and put a cup of tea on his table.

He glanced at your physique for a while then continued to silently tinker with his weapons.

...

"Are you alright?" You asked him with concern and walked up to him. Trying to pat his hair but then he swatted your hand away.

"Mon amour I'm greatful for the tea but can you please go? You're being such a bother." He said and strongly emphasizing his words then turned his back on you.

'Oh.'

"Fine then, I'll go."- you scoffed and walked your way to the door -"You probably don't even need me here anyways."

He was too stressed to even ask for your comfort or even speak to you and he knew he messed up. The door behind him closed slowly which was worse than full on slamming the door on him. Chamber knew damn well he fucked up but as always, the stress got the best of him and continued to work on his project.

The next day, you couldn't sleep properly because the words he said to you last night kept ringing in your ears. As you sat up on the bed, you lazily rub your eyes and turned off the alarm and made your way to the bathroom.

Noticable eyebags and dried tear stains on your cheeks, you tried to wash it off and cover it with concealer but they'll find it out anyways.

Meanwhile in chambers room, he felt more tired than usual and couldn't stop thinking about how much he fucked up last night. He wants to apologize to you but he knows how mad you get when arguments like these arise.

He's thought about it for a while and came to a decision that he'll apologize you the moment he sees you again.

Walking out of his room, he quickly made his way to your room and softly knocked on the door and called out your name but no response. He tried to open the door knob and it actually worked, you didn't lock the door and he was confused. Checking your room, there were tossed tissues on the floor and a messy bed but no sign of you inside.

'fuck, fuck. Where the hell is y/n?' he thought to himself while exiting your room and deciding to go to the kitchen again.

While on his way to the kitchen he saw skye munching on some candy bar while sitting on a couch and asked her, "Have you seen y/n anywhere?"

To which she replied, "Hmm.. come to think about it I did see them but they quickly left with some snack in their hands. I think they were in a hurry."

"Oh. Well then, thank you. I'll go now then." He said and continued walking to the protocol's living room. It was quiet for a while until he saw the other agents doing their thing in the morning and some chattering here and there. But he paid no mind and kept scanning every corner of the rooms for maybe he can find you now.

He spent 5 minutes looking for you but there was still no sign of you, he was about to give up until omen and cypher bumped into him and they took the hint, but they thought for a while before saying, "Are you looking for y/n?" Omen said with a small knitted cat plush in his hands. "Ah yes I am, do you know where they are?" Chamber asked.

"I saw them run to the garden with snacks in their hands..." Omen replied and fiddled with his knitted cat. "Was it because of something that happened yesterday?" Cypher butted in and played with his tripwires. He shrugged and scoffed, "None of your business cypher. Anyways, thank you for that omen."

Chamber arrived at the garden and looked at every corner but he won't give up just yet. He checked every corner until he heard whimpering and silent eating behind a tree.

While you quietly ate your sadness away, you saw chamber walked up to you with a sympathetic look in his eyes and sat besides you. You looked away and continued eating but he broke the silence and uttered, "I'm sorry."

"You don't sound sorry." you knew you were being petty but you can't jsut ignore how you feel right now.

"Look im genuinely sorry, I didn't mean what I said last night. I promise to make it up to you." He apologetically murmured and took your hand.

Turning to look at him, you can see how guilty he is for his actions and just decided to accept his heartfelt apology.

"Fine, but if you do that again im ignoring you again for a whole week." You mumbled and hugged him as he softly smiles at you.

"Don't worry, mon cherie. You'll never be a bother to me and I'm deeply sorry. Je taime(I love you) y/n"

He pressed a kiss against your temple and laughed with you again. But from a distance that particular group watched both of you from a window,

"See I told them to not come to chamber's room when he's busy" phoenix joked while leaning on the wall.

"Don't worry, at least problem solved." Omen replied and left the room, leaving the knitted cat on your desk.

"Cypher how'd you find out they had a fight?" Jett asked with her lit up eyes and waited for his reply.

"Hmm.. I have my ways."

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This was a long fic but i really enjoyed writing it even if I was teary eyed because i got a stupid abscess on my right leg, thanks for reading and requesting though!yours truly,

-zen

#chamber x reader #valorant fanfiction #valorant fluff #valorant angst #valorant imagines #valorant x reader angst #valorant x reader

[romanthesleepylizardking]

'Friendaversary'

yooo welcome to my first Eddie fic! this one is a little rough. I kinda pulled this one from my ass and was stoned writing this whole thing. kinda an abrupt ending cause I didn't know to really end it but I really hope you like it :)

p.s. I have dyslexia and when I re-read my stuff some typos will fly over my head, so if you see one, lemme know so I can fix it.

Eddie x male reader

warning: drug use (marijuana)

words:1698

Stale smoke hung in the air making a thick fog in the room. Laughing could be heard coming from two very stoned boys; Eddie 'the freak' Munson and Y/n L/n. These two have been best friends for what seems like forever, meeting when they were both 10 years old, and from that first day, they have been Eddie and y/n. Y/n has been there for Eddie through everything and Eddie would do anything for Y/n, and today, they were celebrating their 10-year. friendaversary!  To celebrate this day together, they both shut themselves in Eddie's room, smoked pot, drank beer, and laughed over old stories of their shared childhood.

The sound of bubbling could be heard as one of the boys, Eddie, took a ripp from a bong. The metal head then exhaled all the smoke he took into his lungs. Y/n giggled at the other boy and reached for the bong sitting in Eddie's lap, taking it from him. "You know" Eddie started as he scooted closer to the boy that was taking a rip of the bong just as Eddie did earlier " we've been like, best friends, for 10 years now" Eddie finished, staring at his friend in dazed awe. 

Y/n nodded and he exhaled smoke from his mouth" that makes us like….super best friends" the male added, making Eddie laugh. The metal head laughing cause the other male to laugh even harder, almost spilling the bong water all over his bed. Eddie quickly grabbed the bong before it could spill " bro be careful" he said in between giggles " your gonna make my room smell like bong water" he finished, setting the bong on the floor next to his bed.

Y/n kept laughing harder. He bent over his closed legs and laughed into the other bed, smacking it as he laughed. Eddie had a huge smile on his face with pink dusting his cheeks. Eddie couldn't help but think how….fucking adorable his best friend was.

Truth be told, Eddie had the biggest crush imaginable on the laughing boy next to him. Everything about Y/n was captivating to Eddie. The way he dressed, smelled, walked, talked, laughed, everything! Everything and anything you can think of Eddie loved it if it came to his best friend. 

Eddie was like a love-sick dog and it killed him. The nights he would spend dreaming of- " oh god I haven't laughed that hard in….well never" y/n interrupted Eddie's thoughts and he finally sat up, massaging his cheeks as they burned from smiling and laughing.

Eddie chuckled at the other as he calmed down from laughter. A comfortable silence settled upon the two. Eddie sighed and leaned his head on the wall behind him, closing his eyes. Y/n stared at the metal head, thoughts fuzzy, full of thoughts that he maybe shouldn't be having of his ‘super best friend’, and feeling like his nerves were buzzing. y/n had no control over his tongue. "You're so pretty" y/n mindlessly mutters, Eddie opened his eyes and turned his head, a puzzled look on his face" are you flirting with me, sir y/n l/n?" He asked, a smile creeping onto his face

Red exploded on the boy's face as he looked dumbfounded by his own words. Flustered the boy let out a series of noises trying to make a full sentence " well- i- you- I meant-" y/n whined in frustration and covered his face with his hands. Eddie laughed at the other boy and placed a hand on y/n knee, a smirk on his face and a glimmer of  Mischief in his eye. Y/n whined again and shook his head in his hands "nooooooo, I'm too stoned to unpack all that right now" the boy cried and slid down the wall, till he was laying on the bed. Eddie laughed some more and laid right next to the flustered male, staring at the side of his face.

Y/n moved his hands from his face and turned his head, locking eyes with Eddie. The tension between them was thick and suffocating.  Usually, y/n would crack a joke to break the silence, but with his mind running 20 miles a second and his throat dryer then a deserted; he froze. As Eddie stayed silent, eyes still locked onto the others, panic started to rise in y/n's chest.

' I fucked shit up didn't i' he thought to himself 'I should have kept my mouth shut' 'now Eddie's grabbing my hand and i- ….wait–' y/n finally got out of his head and focused on Eddie then he felt a warm hand squeeze his. Y/n squeezed back and took a deep breath " where did you go?" Eddie asked, concern laced in his voice, rubbing the back of y/n hand with his thumb " I don't know I just- I don't know" y/n whined again and squeezes his eyes shut " just today was gonna be the day" he started " I was gonna be brave but I'm such a coward that I'm panicking" Eddie was still confused but nodding and listening " and my mom got me so pumped about it too, you know? And I had this talk with my dog too and" y/n cut himself off with a gasp, eyes opening wide " I forgot to fill his water bowl!" And just like that y/ns train of thought was blown off the tracks and Eddie howled with laughter.

“Why are you laughing?! This is serious!” y/n yelled, sitting up on his elbows, and still holding on to eddies. Eddie laughed harder and kicked his feet “ok I'm sorry I'm sorry” the metal head said as he covered his mouth with his free hand, to stop his laughter. He nodded his head to the other, as a way to tell him to continue. With a huff, y/n looked away from Eddie, and took in a deep breath “I just think-” “let me stop you right there” Eddie interrupted and pulled on the sleeve, pulling back down on the bed. “Eddie you can't just-” lay down and then ill let you talk” Eddie interrupted again, looking up and the other with a smile. With an eye roll, the boy flopped back down onto the bed.

Y/n looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow “happy? May I speak now?” he asked and Eddie shook his head “ no not yet. I want to say something first” he stated as he started to move around, letting go of the other male's hand. y/n huffed again for the 100th time, “this better be important” he said as Eddie sat up and leaned over y/n. The boy looked up at Eddie in confusion. Before y/n could question him, Eddie leaned down and closed the distance between the two. 

Y/n's heart stopped and his brain powered down. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't think. y/n felt like he was on fire, and he loved it. Eddies lips felt like a dream and y/n didn't want to wake up. Eddie started to pull away, but the male under him pulled his head back down, connecting their lips again. Eddie smiled into the kiss as their lips moved against each other it started to grow desperate. y/n tangled his hands in eddies hair, eddies hand rested on the other cheek. The cold of eddies rings spreading throw his face pilled y/n to reality and realized what was happening. He pulled back from the metal head, and Eddie chased after his lips. Eddie opened his eyes and looked down at the other, noses ghosting against each other. “What was that?” y/n breathed against the other lips, his heart pounding like a jackhammer. “You were thinking too much” Eddie replied as he moved his hand down to cup the other jaw, running his thumb against his lower lip as he gazed down to y/n lips “ and your lips were just asking to be kissed,” he said, barely above a whisper, but it was still loud enough for the other to hear.

y/n breath hitched and bit his lower lip. Eddie started to lean down again “wait-” Eddie pulled away almost immediately “what's wrong?” he asked as he started to completely pulled away “wait no don't move,” y/n pleated as he reached for Eddie, the metal head listened and leaned back down, but not as close as he was before. y/n reached up and caressed his face, “I just don't want to ruin our friendship, even if it's too late, every time I think about this-” Eddie leaned down and kissed the other again, but it was quick “you're thinking too much, sweetheart” he chuckled and kissed y/ns cheek “are you just gonna kiss me every time you think I'm thinking too much?” y/n asked with a big smile “do you want me to stop?” Eddie replied with a raised eyebrow.

Y/n shook his head, the smile growing wider and his cheeks began to hurt. He leaned up and gave Eddie another quick kiss “how about we just smoke some more and make out till we pass out.” y/n suggested as he slowly sat up, pushing the metal head aside, reaching to grab the forgotten bong on the floor. Eddie nodded and moved off the other boy “that sounds like a wonderful idea” he agreed and took the bong from y/ns hands. “Promise we’ll talk about this tomorrow?” y/n asked worry dripping from his voice. The boy was terrified of the outcome of the upcoming conversation, but he knew it had to be done. Eddie, who had just taken a hit from the bong nodded “I promise” he said as smoke poured from his mouth till he exhaled “but I also promise this” he said as he passed the bong “ that conversation is gonna end our friendship” Eddie stated.

y/n looked at Eddie and opened his mouth to speak, but Eddie beat him to it “cause we’re gonna be boyfriends”

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