#/j because He Wasnt Serious He Cant Be Right
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photographer!jotaro whos used to taking photos of industry professionals, actors, singers, nepo babies — the lot! it’s almost second nature to him.
there’s never a doubt of how to do his work because the lens photographer!jotaro sees people through is contrary to how his eyes do. photographer!jotaro finds everyone fickle; it’s the camera he has to give credit due when given accolade.
but when you, his personal muse, tells him that maybe he should try being on the other end of the lens in order to broaden his view of photography, he gets defensive, almost grumpy about the suggestion.
“dont piss me off.” he mumbles at the computer screen, albeit with no bite to it.
you playfully huff because you know photographer!jotaro well enough by now to know he wasnt angry at you. with a hand that aimlessly plays with the hairs on his neck, you pout down at him as he does his work.
“but i’m being for reeeeal. you gotta try it so that you have something over other photographers. have the experience of being a subject.”
photographer!jotaro moves his chair back so that he can retrieve a file from underneath his desk. an implicit notion for you to unhand him and dead the topic.
“i already have something over them and that’s my skill. i dont need to be on the other end to get more of it.”
rolling your eyes, you move away from the man. if it was one thing that frizzled you about photographer!jotaro was his lack of inquisitive spirit.
“jotaro, why should i let myself be your muse if you cant even be one for yourself? honestly, if you dont wanna take pictures for you at least do it for me.”
there’s a whine in your voice but photographer!jotaro knows you’re being serious. hes had a taste of your wrath before and he wasn’t a fan of it. still, photographer!jotaro was a man of peace before he was a man of resilience. maybe if this was back when he was much younger, he would have shrugged you off and told you to get on with your day. but photographer!jotaro’s tasted a bit of life and you’re one of the only sweet things in it. he’d be an idiot to throw it away because of pride.
reluctantly, photographer!jotaro lets you pick a location for the shoot but he’s already regretting giving you the reigns on such a delicate art process. of course you’re picking your bedroom with low lighting and neon lights.
“jotaro, you’ve got to at least look relax! right now you just look constipated.”
photographer!jotaros struggling to relax because you’re pointing the lens right at him but he tries his best to adhere. however, no matter what way he turns, twists and folds, you’re seemingly unimpressed with his form. leaving the camera on its tripod, you crawl up your bed
“you’ve gotta…” you huff as you move his limbs around for him, quickly removing his signature hat from his head. “seem like you want to be here. act like you’re lazy or something i dunno…”
photographer!jotaro grunts as you alter his look but he doesn’t protest much. hes more enamoured by the sweet smell of your perfume that infiltrates his nose and the warm heat from your body that flushes onto his. automatically his hands have rested on your waist and suddenly photographer!jotaro is very aware hes got you ontop of him in your bed.
you dont even realise photographer!jotaro‘s advances until hes flipped you onto your back and begun leaving damp kisses up the side of your neck.
(un)surprisingly, you have no qualms about the situation yourself as you’re mewling for the man to do more, touch more
photographer!jotaro ends up slow fucking you into the plush of your bed, his strokes long and languid as he never fails to leave you full of him.
“j-jojo…” your arms encase around his large frame and so do your legs. everything about him is all just so big. “the…shoot…”
“dont care.” he grumbles into the blunt of your ear shell, his teeth biting at the soft bone.
your moans call upwards between the four walls of your bedroom, the sounds mesmerising to photographer!jotaro as he hilts his cock deep inside you. he wasnt much of a loud guy, bar for his soppy pants of your name, but his hand never failed to find your as he entwined them both.
photographer!jotaro pulls out with enough time to spare. hes a careful man nowadays — learnt from a lot of prior experiences — but he doesn’t fail to keep your lips connected as he fucks his cock in the fist of his hand and over your stomachs with a solid grunt.
although photographer!jotaro knows that you’re still yet to reach a high and so he brings his fingers down to pet and rub at your clit. he swallows your every mewl and worships you with “well dones” once he feels you clench and pulse over his pads.
no pictures of any kind were taken that day, but photographer!jotaro knows its a memory he’ll forever keep with him.
#jotaro scenarios#jotaro imagines#jotaro headcanons#jotaro x reader#jotaro kujo#jotaro x black reader#part 4 jotaro#sdc#jojo part 3#stardust crusaders#jjba#jojos bizarre adventure
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i think i like dazai. slightly less after today!
#/j because He Wasnt Serious He Cant Be Right#wait okay spoilers im gonna talk about this as someone who has never read the manga except for that scene today#my knowledge is limited!#but#dazai is genuinely nice to chuuya??#yes he left chuuya alone after the lovecraft fight but tbf he folded up his clothes for him /lh#‘ive thought of many ways to kill chuuya’ as if you havent saved his life? multiple times? willingly?#dazai could literally just leave him if he wanted him dead. there would be nothing else keeping him alive#and being dazai i dont think he’d have a problem with killing someone he hates or leaving them to die#so clearly he doesn’t hate chuuya. and chuuya canonically doesnt hate him either but thats beside the point#when chuuya is using corruption are the most obvious times#but also in dead apple where he says something like ‘i’d rather not help you fight your ability’ while protecting him from the fog#no one said you had to help him! you could just get up and leave!#so i doubt he’s actually leaving chuuya to die this time when he had the chance many other times#not only that but he was totally lying when he said they never had any connection#because immediately before that it showed the moments where they clearly Did#and i dont think dazai is oblivious enough to not realise that#or maybe he is. i dont know#but i don’t think so. how could he go through whatever tf happened in dead apple and not realise they have Something /lh#theyre literally willing to put their lives in the others hands without hesitation#kaz speaks
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Deku nsfw alphabet please?
My bb BOY
A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
He is wonderful at aftercare! The second he catches his breath, hes running to the bathroom to get a damp cloth and to throw a blanket in the dryer to warm it up and make your as comfortable as possible. After youre both cleaned up and huddled under the warm blanket, he cuddles you for at least a couple hours
B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner)
His favorite body parts of his own are his legs. Hes self conscious of the scars on his arms, and he knows his legs are strong as hell since he transitioned to training them more. On you, he loves your chest, boobs or nah. He adores kissing your chest and lightly tracing the contours
C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)
He is a safe and responsible hero, so he prefers to use condoms. Plus, he cant imagine that the feeling of cum dripping on/out of you is terribly pleasant
D: Dirty Secret
He secretly wants you to dom the hell out of him, but hes way too shy to ask. You know hes a switch, but he tries not to make it obvious how much he likes when you take control
E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
The most experience he might have is some heavy petting and grinding in a past relationship. Hes come a long way since UA though, so hes more comfortable with himself and his partner.
That being said, he knows what hes doing. He absolutely researches techniques and positions and stuff before getting intimate with you
F: Favorite Position
He likes cowgirl, missionary, and lotus mostly. Pretty much, he wants to see your face to make sure hes doing everything right (also, access to your chest :) )
G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)
He can be a little goofy, but hes mostly prettt serious. The most he would do is crack a joke about how awkward it is to change position or something similar
H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
The carpet does indeed match the drapes, just a little darker.
The first time yall had sex, he wasnt trimmed at all. To be fair, he wasnt expecting it to happen. After that, though, he was neatly trimmed
I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Hes so intimate you want to cry omg. Hes constantly whispering in your ear how much he loves you, caressing your cheek, placing soft kisses on your lips and forehead, checking to make sure everythings alright, etc
J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
He usually masturbates twice a week or so. Sometimes, hes too shy to ask you to help, or he knows youve had a tough day and just want to chill, so he takes care of it himself. Hell juat duck into the shower for a quick wank and join you in bed afterwards
K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)
He has a massive praise kink. He l i v e s for being told how good hes doing and what a good boy he is. He also lowkey enjoys roleplay where youre a civilian that needs to be rescued and hes your savior.
If he ever tells you about his desire to be dommed, he would LOVE to get pegged
L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)
He prefers the bed, but hes also comfortable with your couch if youre too comfy to move
M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Mostly, midoriya gets turned on by how much he loves you. A small peck turns into making out turns into sensual sex. He also might get flustered if you wear something tight-fitting or revealing
N: NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He absolutely wont use his quirk or do anything to hurt you, not even spanking. Also no degredation, humiliation, bodily fluids, etc
O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
He prefers giving over receiving. After some practice, he becomes a GOD at giving oral to the point that he wants you to come in his mouth before getting to the main event.
He enjoys receiving, he just really likes pleasing you first and foremost
P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
99% of the time, hes more slow and sensual. Sex, to him, is more of an act of love than just getting off. However, if hes had a rough day and is frustrated, he'll pick up the pace a bit
Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Not a fan, tbh. He wants to take his time with you. That being said, if you really, really want one, he'll cave. Hes absolutely going to take his time with you later, though
R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Izu isnt huge on risks. Hes down to experiment, sure, but he doesnt want to get caught. He might actually die if somebody saw you two like that
S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
With as much training as hes done, he has so much goddamn stamina its insane. If he really wanted to, he could go /several/ rounds, each lasting a long time. Hes not gonna overstimulate you though
T: Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He's too shy to buy anything for himself, but hed use it if you gave it to him. Hes most likely to enjoy a strap-on if anything
U: Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He only teases you if hes in a really playful mood. Normally, he wont tease because it makes him feel mean
V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He can get pretty loud sometimes, especially when hes close to cumming. Hed let out a deep groan/moan and the occasional curse and maybe cry out your name. Aside from that, his moans are loud enough for you to hear, but not loud enough to worry about the neighbors hearing
W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)
He once found All Might themed condoms and bought them with absolutely no intention of ever using them, but he did end up using them on one occasion when you ran out if the normal ones. He couldnt look all might in the eye for weeks
X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Hes lowkey kinda packing. Slightly bigger than average with good girth. He didnt know it was anything special until you came along and told him
Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Pretty average tbh, but he knows how to control his urges and only act upon them when appropriate and reciprocated. As i said before, sex to him is more intimacy than getting off
Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Not fast at all. He can stay awake for hours talking to you or taking notes or doing paperwork or whatever. Unless yall have sex just before bed, it doesnt affect his sleep schedule at all
#midoriya izuku#midoriya x reader#boku no hero academia#bnha#bnha x reader#my hero academia#mha#mha x reader#spicy
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tales from the smp: the village that went mad ft. salt losing his goddamn mind
“im jack. and. im a farm person, and i like p o t a t o e s”
starting the stream well i see. ponk coming in with generic potato boy and i love him for it
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QUACKITY
QUACKITY
“my name is helga, wife of badboyhalo” QUACKITY
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karl: “bad, explain your character other than person that beats up their wife”
bad, immediately: “well, i do declare that my name is jimmy and im the mayor of this town”
and then bbh just fucking starts spinning around when hes asked what the name of this town is, theres a pause, and then he fucking hits us with “not a very good town, town” like BAD
this is why i love this man
this is why i fux with this man
he is unparalleled
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but as much as i love bbh and would literally murder god for him, he still canNOT match the quiet theatricality of mr corpsehusband saying “im gonna turn around and itll all make sense” and then he has a fucking CAT TAIL
corpse “choke me like you hate me” husband is a fucking CATBOY ladies and gentlemen
hes a fucking catboy which further proves something which we already knew was true all along: furries exist in minecraft and are, in fact, accepted in society and treated no less differently than humans
this is why fundy and antfrost can just walk around without anyone telling them shit
this is why wilbur can fuck a salmon
corpse “catboi” husband paved the fucking road and drove down in a custom vintage jaguar so every other furry on the smp could fucking drive behind him in a second hand porsche
i salute you mr corpsehusband
truly amazing
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miles memeington, connoisseur of steak and bob, “bob the builder” need no explanation
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CORNELIUS COMING IN WITH THE BRIGHTASS NEON GREEN BODYSUIT EVERYBODY
GIVE IT UP FOR CORNELIUS
BEST RPER ON THE ENTIRE SMP
CORNELIUS GREENBODYSUIT EVERYONE
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tubbo with the very cute ‘i am robin, i am an orphan child” being IMMEDIATELY ruined by karl sayin
“dont let technoblade hear about that”
i love this already
i love this already
feed me technoblade lore. the man never fucking uploads so i have to get content adjacent to him
i wanna hear about technoblade the orphan killer. i want that backstory lore
and also i wanna protect robin the orphan boy because hello???????????
that skin???????
let me adopt you mr orphan boy
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i love quackity just very casually going “my husband and i had intercourse” at the fucking TOWN MEETING BY THE WELL
truly
quackity’s comedy is unmatched
“hes into lots of weird stuff. he taught me this one thing called dunderhead”
and IMMEDIATELY someone (cant tell who, i have auditory processin issues) fucking goes “i DO NOT know this woman” and tbh if i were in that fucking town hall listening to my fucking weirdass neighbour casually lay out all her family secrets, id fucking say that shit too. id fucking disown this bitch as my neighbour. id fucking pretend she doesnt exist
like
imagine your fucking next door neighbour siddling up to you in the fucking w*lmart while youre just minding your own goddamn business trying to buy a fucking banana and your next door neighbour helga is dressed in a fucking bikini going “my husband fucked me so hard i couldnt walk” and even though you are clearly not interested and trying desperately to get away from her and her wackass gossip, helga goes ahead and fucking LISTS OUT HER HUSBANDS KINKS IN THE FUCKING FRUIT AISLE AT FULL VOLUME
id die
id just fucking die
id uninstall life right then and there
id pack my fucking bags and take a fucking extended vacation to guatemala and never return. id fucking change my goddamn name just to ensure that people never associate me with this woman.
thats what quackity is doing and i am very thankful this man exists and has given us the treasure that is helga
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cOuLd iT Be iN ThE nAMe oF SaTaN???????? 🤔
karl
bruh
bustin out the fucking OLD conspiracies huh
“or could it be in the name of content on karls stream”
and hes just casually breaking the 4th wall too huh
kinda stealing techno “ill read donations in the middle of rp bc i need a distraction” blade’s go-to method there huh
its fucking funny tho. hes narrating this all serious-like but then he just goes “content on my stream uwu” and unrepentantly shatters that suspension of disbelief (in a good way)
but it wouldnt even matter bc apparently, satan and karls content have no difference
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does protection exist in the smp? im worried for helgas health
the woman visited 3 different fucking houses in one night
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i love how the rp just stops dead in its tracks around the campfire
no one was using any of the names
corpse was out here calling everyone by their actual names and not the names of their characters
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this might just be bc im a pathological liar whos seen and heard shit but
i love him but
i mean
bbh cant lie
the man cannot lie
his voice is off, pitch wrong, tone sus
he is deffo a murderer
being accused of something hes not would make a person defensive/angry and bbh is not either
the man is LYING
and his argument/defense was LITERALLY tubbos
man cant lie
send this murderer to hell
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tubbo can lie, but imo hes not. his voice is the voice of a person whos telling the truth
man is legit the doctor
a doctor who chose to fucking lay on the LORE
father killed in the red-eyed village wars????? mother taken from a young age?
motherfucker brought the LORE
motherfucker brought the SOB STORY
motherfucker legit said “here is my canonical in-character reason for being a doctor fuck you”
and honestly
what is bads defense?
karl asked if the town should kill an orphan over a mayor and there is legit no right answer to that
there is no good rebuttal
so bad straight went “you make a great point. just execute me”
amazing
10/10
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idk who said it but “orphans just suck up resources” whoever you are i love you
i was eating my chips in peace but then i almost choked
thank
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I FUCKING KNEW TUBBO WASNT THE MURDERER
his voice did not match
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my bets on fucking ponk
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its fucking DREAM
DREAM MURDERER
my respect for this man
motherfucker
shouldve known
he was kinda quiet at first but then he suddenly started talking a lot
son of a BITCH
gg dream
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round 1 wasnt very rp heavy but
i can excuse that
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who in the FUCK is making choking donald duck noises
who
bbh got a new skin cool
WHO IS MAKING THE CHOKING DONALD DUCK NOISES
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corpse, about dreams death: “they killed him in front of me”
the town: “who was it corpse?”
ladies and gentlemen corpse, without a moments hesitation: “im also blind”
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so the murderer is deffo not corpse. deffo not tubbo. probably not lazarbeam probably not bbh
that leaves quackity, george, and ponk
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MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
i knew corpse was a catboi but i didnt know that mr dream “i went on a date and almost married a fox” wastaken partnered with a fucking catboy
what is this
dnf is out, dream corpse is in /j
bruh
MY PARTNER WAS KILLED
bro
the tragedy
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CALM DOWN WENCH THE BOY DID NOTHIGN
CORPSE
CORPSE
STOP
CORPSE
standing up for tubbo like that
corpse
please
my heart cannot handle this
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okay so its deffo not corpse and tubbo. most likely not quackity after that fucking disaster at the campfire. probably not lazarbeam or bbh. still think its george and ponk
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CORPSE
he got executed trying to console tubbo who legit WENT IN THE PRISON TRYING TO LOOK FOR HIM
BRUH
WHAT THE FUCK
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TUBBO
no
TUBBO
technically its robin but
TUBBO
he lost his father so quick what the FUCK
i will murder god for robin
the little shaking head he does after corpse got killed. going completely silent as he lost the one family he had left.
bruh
robin bby no
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I KNEW HE WASNT THE MURDERER
tubbo
im sorry
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I KNEW IT WAS PONK
was wrong about lazarbeam/george tho
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bruh
what the fuck
tubbo/robin honey i am so so sorry
catboi corpse i am so so sorry
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And the next one as promised :)
CALL OF THE RAVEN
PART 6
The day i got released form hospital finaly came. I was happy about it, taking a breath of fresh air will be a welcoming change after over three weeks in here. Some bruises wer still visable, and my head hurted from time to time, but other then that the doctor gave me a green light. And having too much free time makes your toughts wonder in wrong direction too much. Thinking about Jake was my daily routine, and i hoped once i get out other things will get me occupied. Jessy wanted me to stay with her, but i managed to persuade her that i'd be better of at the motel. She reluclantly agreed, but I argued that i would still be resting most of the time, and promised her we will see eachother every day, wich made her respect my decision a bit more. She called me that moring, telling Dan will come and drive me to the motel, because she was bussy planing a surprise for me. „Oh, Jessy, pleas dont go overboard, it is my first day out, i wont be up for much.“ I protested, but she quickly reasured me its nothing big. Knowing Jessy, i was sceptical about it, but she sounded so happy that i just agreed to whatever she had in plan. I was about done packing, when Doris came bringing me my dischrage papers. She gave them to me, embracing me in a tight hug „You be good now, hun. And remember what i told you before.“ She said, giving me one more of her winks. „Thank you, Doris.“ I replied, handig her a chocholate bombonier i asked Jessy to get me. „For everything.“ I hugged her once more. „No need to thank me, hun.“ „Ahh, Doris, im jelaous, i didnt get a hug from you when i was leaving the hospital.“ It was Dan, being dramatic again. I laughed, as Doris went for the door „Schmacks dont deserve hugs!“ she grinned at him, and left. „She likes me...she just wont admit it.“ Dan said, grining. „So,you ready to leave this shithole?“ „Definatly!“ i said, taking my discharge papers and putting them in my pack. Dan took it from me, and we left the room, taking the elevator down. Stepping outside was so refreshing, i stopped at the exit for a brief moment, wich made Dan turn „You allrigh there?“ „Im good, just appriciate being outside again.“ I smiled. We continued to the car. Dan opened the door for me, putted my stuff on the back seat, and we drove towards motel. I rolled the window down letting the cool morning air blow to my face and through my hair. The drive wouldnt last that long, and Dan informed me that Jessy booked the room for me already and took the rest of my stuff there, and my car also waiting for me at the motels parking. „Dan, whats Jessy planing for me today?“ i asked. „Oh, no,no, im keeping my mouth shut!“ he replied, but i groaned at him pleading „Please, Dan, at least give me a hint. I just got out of hospital, and to be honest, im not up for big fanfaras, but i dont want to dissapoint Jessy either. And lets be honest, its Jessy wer talking about here, nothing is small or meaningless with her.“ He laughed at that „Your right about that! Alright, ill tell you, but if she realize you knew something..“ „Dont worry, i can act being genuinely surprised with no problem.“ I asured him. „Well, its nothing much, rellay. We're taking you for dinner.“ he said. Ok, thats not so bad, i tought, i do have to eat. „And she invited the gang to Aurora this evening, to celebrate your release from hospital.“ Ugh, i hoped that wouldnt happen so soon, that i would at least have a day or so for me before seeing everyone. „Ah, crap, i guess it was bound to happen sooner or later.“ I said, adding „Later would be better, tho.“ „Dont worry, Maya, ill be there to rescue you, AGAIN.“ He grinned at me, and i grinned back „Good, because i just might need some rescuing, again.“
Dan left me at the motel, and i entered the small checkin office. The woman behind the counter was eldery, and she smiled at me „Good morning, miss, what can i do for you?“. „Morning'“ i replied, smiling back „I had a room booked for me by a friend, i guess you know her, Jessica Hawkins?“. She smiled more now „Ah, ofcourse, miss Cole i presume?“ i nooded in agreement. „Yes, Jessica brought all your belongings already. I would just ask for you to fill this, please.“ She handed me that check in paper you get at every motel. I filled it, and she gave me the key.“You're at room 11, its on your right once you leave the office. And i'm Ms. Walter, fell free to ask if you need anything.“ „Thanks, i will.“ I replied, taking the key.
The room looked cozy enough. It had a big bed, with a little nightstand next to it with a lamp on it. There was a midium size table in front of a big window, wich i immidiatly felt greatefull for, since some natural light is what i prefere for my drawing work, and a closet next to it. Across from the bed was a TV, and a little refrigeratore under it. The bathroom was small, wich is more then enough. I left my stuff on the bed, when i noticed a note on the nightstand. 'The car key is in the nightstand drawer. Get some rest, and see you later! Xoxo' It was from Jessy, and that made me smile. I took the key and went to the car to get the rest of my stuff. The day was nice and sunny, and i tought i souldnt spend the whole day in the motel. I went back to the room, unpacked, grabed some clean clothes and went for a shower. When i got dressed i sat at te table and turned my laptop on. I checked my mails, and some job offers. Its good when you're a freelancer, you can work from anywhere, and I actually felt some work might keep me occupied and not let my mind wonder to Jake. The tought of him leaving my hospital room two weeks ago still pained me, but i cant sit here and despair all the time, so i decided to grab my drawing stuff and head exploring. I hoped Jessy wouldt mind me going to town alone, she did promise me a grand tour of it once im out of the hospital. I took my phone and texted her „Hey hey, setteled at the motel. Going for a walk arround, but dont worry, im still looking forward for my tour arround Duskwood with you! xoxo“. She replied soon „Oh, nice, have fun! Just stay out of woods! xD See you for dinner J „. Great, now i could leave without feeling any guilt. I grabbed my backpack and left the motel.
I decidet to walk towards the marketplace, i had plenty of time since it wasnt even noon yet, and Jessy and Dan wont pick me up before 19. I passed a small bakery on my way there, and bought me some food and a bottle of water. The streets leading towards marketplace wer small and narrow, mostly with older buildings and pretty quiet. After some 30-40 minutes of slow walk, i emerged to the marketplace, and it was comepletly different. The crowd thickened, and the place hummed with life. In the center was a nice funtain, with benches in circle arround it. Few wer occupied with people: one had an eldery couple, just sitting there on the sun and talking, on the other wer two mothers, drinking coffee while kids wer running arround, giggling and enjoying a nice day. I sat on one of the free benches, and took my drawing pad out. The warmth of the sun felt nice, and i began drawing. I can get quite zoomed out of my surroundings when drawing, so when i finaly noticed someone was standing in front of me, i jumped, and my penciles flew all over the floor. I started to stan up from the bench, at the same time that someone started to bend down to help pick them up,our heads coliding. That sent me sitting back on the banch, as both of us groaned from the impact. „Auch.“ I flinched, looking at the person stnding there. It was Jake. „Sorry, i didnt mean to sneak up on you.“ he said, still rubbing his forehead. „No, no, its fine, i was really focused, i didnt see you there.“ I barely managed to say, my voice shakey, clumsely picking my penciles from the floor.He was the last person i expected to run into. I really wasnt ready for this, the knot in my stomach starting to form, as i finaly collected all the penciles and sat back on the bench. I knew we wer gonna run at each other eventualy, but not so soon. He sat next to me, and i could notice by his body language he was a bit nervouse, too. „You look better.“ he said after a moment of silence, giving me a small smile, wich made my heart skip from joy. „Thanks, i feel much better,too.“ I replied, smiling back. He was looking at me so tenderly, and the heat from the sun made me so hot, i had a feeling my cheeks wer red as a lobster. He run his hand through his hair, and all i could think is how much i wanna do that. His look became more serious now, his eyes becoming darker, but that tenderness was still present. „Maya..“ he started „That day at the hospital.. I didnt..I'm sorry..“ but i interupted him. „No need to appologise, Jake, really.“ And he really didnt have to. I continued, before he could say anything else. „Look, its like this: you had every right to act like you did, and even tho it wasnt easy for me to hear you say those stuff, you wer right, in a way.“ He looked me a bit confused. „You wer probably right, I didnt think quite hard about every possible thing that could go wrong, and God knows i had more luck then im willing to admit. But thats just who i am: i act, i go with the flow, i make mistakes. And i appologise when I realize I was wrong, wich I would do to you if you just stayed for a while more. And i mean appologise for not telling you, or anyone about my plan, not for what i did at the end, hence me saying that you wer right in a way.“ I looked at him, he was still calm, not a trace of that anger i saw at the hospital anywhere on his face. That made me relax a bit. „Maya, just let me...“ he started again, but i interputed him once more „Please, Jake, just let me finish, then you can say whatever you wnat.“ He nodded in agreement. „ I know saying 'sorry' at that time seemed so pointless, but you have to know that i really am sorry, Jake, a thousand times sorry. Yet, i still stand by what i said, i would do it all over again, no matter the qonsequences.“ I paused for a moment, before i continued „I really hope you can forgive me. I got so used at having you in my life, and for it to end here and now...“ He looked at me, but i couldnt bring myself to look back at him. I just stared at my hands, not realizing this whole time i was clasping them so tightly. „I hope you wont shut me out of your life comepletly.“ We sat there in silence for what seemed like eternity. I got my courage and looked at him. He was staring in the distance now. „I felt helpless.“ he said, looking back at me now. „It got me...scared.“ he confessed, and i ached to just hug him. I could see this was being hard for him, saying it. „I've had that happen once before in my life, and it didnt end well.“ His eyes became so sad. „I'm not sure im ready to go through it again.“ That knot at my stomach tightened as he said it, but i took a deep breath „I understand. I'v let you down, i know. But i hope with time, you will be able to trust me again..let me be your friend, at least.“ Friend...that word felt so wrong to me. I didnt want to be just his 'friend', i wanted to be more, so much more. But, i guess at the moment i would be happy with anything. He stared at me for a moment, and before he said it, a smile formed at the corner of his lips „One step at the time.“ „Thats all im asking.“ I said, smiling shyly. He sat there in silence for a brief moment before slowely getting up. „You're good, by the way.“ He said, and i looked at him puzzeled, wich made him smile. He had such a sincere and wonderfull smile. „Your drawing, its good.“ He continued, pointing at my drawing pad. „Oh, that, thanks!“ i replied. „I better be good, i doubt i'll get paid otherwise .“ i grinned. He shook his head at me smiling, walking slowely away from the bench „See you arround, Maya.“ „See you, Jake.“ Watching him walk away this time didnt leave me in pain and agony. I felt hope again. Maybe Doris and Jessy weren't talking nonsence, afterall, I tought, not realising i was grinning like crazy.
After Jake left, i just sat there, letting my heart stop beating insanely. I was really happy for how our unexpected meeting went, i tought there really was some hope for us again. Oh man, Jessy will go crazy when i tell her all about it, she will so rub me her ' i told you so's' in the face! That got me laughing out loud, a few passerbys looking at me like i was crazy. And they wer right, i was crazy! Crazy for Jake. Everything about him drow me crazy: his gorgeous eyes, that ruffeled hair, and that beautifull smile. He shoud definatly smile more, i tought, his whole face smiles when he does it. The churchbell chimmed five , and i cursed under my breath. I better head back to the motel, i need another shower for sure. I quickly grabbed my stuff from the bench, deciding to grab coffee before headiding back. My toughts wer still running wild about Jake as i was walking back towards motel, i colided with a man. I almost dropped my coffe, quickly appologizing. „Be carefull there, miss, you never know who you might bump into.“ He said, a bit grim, like he was makeing a threath. I looked at him a bit astonished „Uhm, i will mister, thanks for your advice. And, sorry again!“ I slowly turned and continued my way. Strange guy i tought, but didnt pay any more toughts about it continuing back to the motel.
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THE WALTEN FILES: my jumbled notes on my blind run-in with this web series
first off this is gonna be long and unorganized, also this is my second time writing this as i had lost literally half of my progress and im This (imagine two fingers almost touching with a 0.0000000001mm distance between them) close to ripping all of the fucking hair out of my goddamn head. but now this will be extra long and yes, i will lose some accuracy to my first writing but thats okay ill probably edit this a kajillion times over
which brings me to my next tangent; im literally braindumping here. so to have a smidge of organization all afterthoughts, edits and corrections will be boldened, i forgot what im gonna do with italicized text but ill probably bolden it here yeah im pretty sure its for side tangents, separate from Corrections, which are in bold. also theyre for emphasis too.
so in general, this post right here is all of my notes i wrote down on my grid-patterned sticky notes (which i used WAYYYY too much of) about the first 3 uploaded walten files youtube videos transferred onto my handy dandy digital notebook, this b(l)og. yeppers peppers. you know im serious about this shit when i typed probably over like a thousand fucking words including boldened shit, italicized shit and motherfucking links, lost it ALL, and im sitting here re-typing it again.
i feel bad about this but im not gonna trigger warn right here, but this is technically a warning. if you want a list of triggers as to what this post (and the walten files in general) i will link a little list to that here
without further a doo doo, (mama mia) here the fucking fuck we go again.
THE WALTEN FILES - VIDEO #1
clarifying this now, im gonna put some useless shit which i thought was code onto this because even though it was useless it was part of my notes and im physically going to combust if i dont put down every single thing i wrote on my papers. so what i thought was code was in the closed captions, i started writing it down when i got to the second video but came back to my first videos notes to include them. i wrote down the first letter to every word that was capitalized in the closed captions, which i had on as a default because number one i knew going into this id need them because most web horror things like args and cryptic shit like that has some of the most crucial shits in the closed captions. number two i am autistic and have auditory processing issues and have most closed captioning on as a default if theyre available.
firstly jotted, i wrote down the closed captions “code” so im gonna put the rest here too: HYWITB(BSI)Y A(BSI)BJWFKWITW ILHHFSBBSBTLBWI USOISTBNBSFIRBCAWHSHCBWHTAIGRNB*C*BTWLTSFA(20)MCFP ILITIIACPH(1978, 1979)SA(4)YTSCH*C*OGSSU SFTGRPATDBBUTFBNLLCHMIHLBRALLCLAYTUKB*LC*WHATWASTHATTHING
the numbers in parenthesis are there because i wasnt sure they should be included in the “code” or not. i also thought of this with the BSI - bunny smiles incorporated and also the years 1978 and 1979. the shits in asterisks are coughs and light coughs, which were capitalized in the closed captions so i included them too just in case
i then jotted, in parenthesis of course, the names of the animatronics when they were listed in the animation section of the video; bon aka the blue bunny, sha aka the sheep one, boozoo aka the clown<3 honk<33, and banny aka the purpled eyelashed up one who is also a bunny btw. also i got boozoo the clown and boozoo the mustache guy confused because apparently the clowns name is billy???? but they named “boozoo” in bons sleepover and showed the clown? idk maybe im an idiot and theyre the same or just an idiot and theyre different or a super mega (matt and ryan?!?!??) idiot in general which is probably the case
i started drawing little stars to write down things i thought would be super important or to 100% look at again. the first subject of this pointy torture was the part of the video where at 3:00, i marked it down to make sure to reverse the audio as it was most definitely a weird audio that has that signature warp-y effect that makes sure you KNOW its in reverse. i then listened back to it Very carefully (still got it wrong) and got this: “you finally start to remember. that old doll. they will look out for you soon” im also pretty sure i heard “sophie” at the end of that audio but im not entirely sure and dont remember and i dont wanna go back to check lmfao but anyways it didnt matter because i was wrong anyway. after i had finished all 3 walten files i watched the film theory video on the walten files (which didnt cover all 3 but was dece.) out of curiosity and to hear matpats signature silly little voice explain some stuff i already knew, and click some shit in my brain that i couldve thought up of if i was a bit more... i dont know honestly. anyways yeah so the actual audio is “you finally start to remember. that old day. they will look out for you soon.” so yeah. day, not doll.
i then wrote down “sarah evelyn”, the name on the bons sleepover animation (i dont remember if she created it or animated it or whatnot) and scribbled will she matter? under her name. turns out no, as i didnt see her name in the rest of the series, let alone the first video. this is also a great time to mention how matpat theory helped me realize that the walten files are collections of videos, uploaded onto youtube by anthony. (i already knew about anthony as he signed his name in the descriptions of the youtube videos, making me categorize this overall web series more into an arg type genre.) but yes, the tapes, recorded “irl” footage, animated clips, vhs tape recordings and other audio-visual content is all collected and labeled the walten files, as i had mistaken each video to be a tape. stupid me. alrighty, onward!
i starred this one, good for me; MISSING: Jack Walten LAST SEEN: 06/11/1974
i jotted down with an arrow that; sophie was a nightguard? she was wearing the uniform explained in tape 2 i dont know why but i went back into my video 1 notes after i had watched video 2. organization purposes. i guess.??
i then paused the video when the screen flickered a date, the beginning of video footage dated 10/10/1982 (Brian Stells?) god my little genius ass assuming the videographer was brian stells, based on the id card i saw earlier.
i then wrote down what text i saw on the dead, mangled, bloody body in the purple security suit; “i cant feel anything” “he thought i was her” then drew a little arrow pointing to; thought brian was sophie? or ashley? i also starred the name Brian Stells this is totally out of order LMFAOOOOOOOO also i wrote down ashley because, again, my little pea brain went back on my video 1 notes after watching video 2. but yep thats all i wrote for The Walten Files 1 - Company Introductory Tape
THE WALTEN FILES - VIDEO #2
Tape #1 - created 07/02/1978
awesome how thats first and foremost in the captions. god. so sexy of you martin walls. /j /nsx
this pack of notes is chunkier because again, like i have mentioned before i am an absolute goober and thought the capitalized letters of the words would actually mean something. I MEAN MAYBE THEY DO AND IM JUST DOING IT WRONG but i stopped doing it after this video because holy shit it was exhausting and my stupid little fingers couldnt take the writing anymore becasue i am WEAK.
so write off the bat (squeak) i wrote down 197[] the blacked out rectangle over the last digit of that year and everything im also now assuming its probably 1978 or 1974 because lore reasons but whos to say but yeah i also wrote down this;
Tape #2 - created 08/13/1978
then, straight up in the beginning of the video i caught it, the flash of text, as i had by now realized i gotta be SUPER stupid focused on the screen in case i miss anything, i wanted to be crazy precise on my theorizing and mental notes, among other things. but yes i saw it, the first half of a youtube link;
“https://youtu”
claps hands together and rubs them evilly. oh yeah baby. thats the hot lunch. this shit right here? the cats pajamas. lets fucking go.
i wrote down this goofy shit i pasued to inspect when i saw bon sorting through a file cabinet and naturally scribbled down the labels and other written things i could see on the files;
relocate X/X/75 felix
storage K-9 07/23/1975 felix k(ranken)
Bons Burgers 06/28/1974 Jack Walten
Shipping Service 1975
New Location -> 1982
i also wrote down more goofy shit, like when banny was created for some reason; in 1974
starred, i noted to go back and reverse the audio at 5:09, when played back, i didnt write it down so i dont remember. lmao.
i also marked to screenshot and brighten the darkened image i saw at 5:20, i was going to do it on my phone then realized i can just do it on my computer so i quickly took a screenshot, brightened it and wrote down what i saw; a missing person poster that read MISSING: SUSAN WOODINGS(?) Last seen: 1974 i was very unsure of the spelling of her last name because the image was so goddamn low quality and grainy but its what i saw. this is where tape #3 gets thrown in, which im gonna type again because i like how the formatting looks;
Tape #3 - created 07/09/1978 (BEFORE tape 2?!//1/1??? its more likely than you think)
i wrote down more dates, any dates i saw, i jotted down. i wrote;
Technical Support 1978
then,
Brian Stells (for some reason i dont remember right now)
alrighty this is where the stupid capitalized letters come in, but before it looks like i vomit a keysmash time infinity on this, ill put down the little inbetween things i wrote in the midst of the caps lockalypse like timestamps and stuff, so here you go;
- Reverse at 8:16 which i did but of course didnt write down what i heard. i think it was too warbled to hear anything clear out of it, or it was just the good ol auditory processing issues fucking me over yet again. WAIT yep yes i did here it is: “rosemary would go to the restaurant every night hoping that [her] beloved husband would reappear after being missing for weeks but no response until one day [s]he heard a voice [saying] ‘i know where he is rosie’ coming from the back stage” the bracketed stuff is the corrections, i misheard the audio and thought the audio said “his”, “he” and “singing” like a nimrod
- Brighten at 10:14 which was another missing person poster, but i dont think it had any information on it because i didnt write it down, just;
- Sophie again (pic at 9:08?) (dismemberd and put in Sha) i was stupid and wrong haha idiot it was rosemary who was put in sha but anywho
i starred and underlined a huge thing i discovered which was;
- Walten had 3 kids which i dont remember how i found out but it doesnt matter, its good important info i uncovered.
- Tape #4 - Unkown Date
- recorded 07/12-07/14 1978
- Hilary B, Ashley P & Kevin W i made sure to get these names down as soon as i saw them on screen but then realized shortly after i wouldnt really need to have it as the closed captions made sure i knew which person was talking by using their first initial (capitalized of course) before each line of text. this is the perfect time to announce the arrival of the clusterfuck of capital letters, which is going to include colons which will indicate that the letter before it is the initial of the person talking. without further aedue, here comes another chinese earthquake;
TCWTSTATO(K-9)TBSSFWFCNEHAWBSUBIUC(BSIIDC)OWHISF INBIJTILNSPL(K-9)LCSCKCCCWTTLTLITTTYROTFAJAMHPYYSTCSPMBBWSBIB H:NTPPCCK:DA:HH:YCPRPMWTCBCRAWK:JH:SYYTCPBACPSTBAWCA:TK(?):FMTTCMK:TCPNOA:DTOFK:ITNPPRA:YBUTIRRFH:HKIBESRAIA:TCK:WA:WPCCFTRRIDPEH:GGK:GPA:LKK:WA:HNCGTKMK:YH:IGKA:ESK:MFH:RK:HILRLBNTRPPUWHITRRTPEIFEPH:YWBEBPK:MAHPBTRPTRPEL(LN)HTACPKLIKHPFITSKLTKLB(LB?)ISIBSUBIPRW AEBATHSPUAICTPURTWBBRPHTRTIIIILTCITCUCCP S(bpe, be)WA”IDCPBPSIB
holy shit its finally over okay now onto some MORE of what i wrote down in between and also after that keysmash attack;
12 doors? (backrooms) 27? 26? i was unsure because ashley was unsure too lmfao
found cassette (6/11/78) <- says “discard”? yeah it did
Tape in clown audio, speaking voice; jack, susan, charles(?), rosemary, sophie, last word sounds like “walrus” it was walten lmfao
Ashley died? yeah she did lmfao OR AT LEAST I THINK SO??
starred this one, Reverse @ 17:06, then got this;
“they left the next day, they thought ashley left early, but she was in the backdoors, screaming as much as she could, but no one heard the screams, the following days the caretakers would complain about an awful smell coming from the backdoors, company decided to shut down facility until new advice, the relocate project was unsuccessful. ashley is still there, but she is not screaming anymore, she saw something she wasnt supposed to see and now shes beautiful” the phrase “shes beautiful” was repeating like a bajillion times in that wall of text. then, god motherfuckng bless:
at 17:23 i found the other half of the youtube link, “.be/k07QqEDOfQ” i pieced that bad boy together as instant as i think any form of ramen could never be, but remained ever patient. because i made sure to jot down this before moving onto my next segment;
@ end of vid 2, “shadow man sees* me when lights go off” im an idiot *it was actually “feeds” not “sees”, which AGAIN, i only found out after watching the stupid little film theory video *begins snarling and foaming at the mouth*
okay im not proud to admit im editing this to post it and realized ive lost my notes. well.
might as well post what ive got! if i find my shit ill add onto this, i suppose.
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7:45 p.m. Sunday June 20th
Okay well... writing about the entirety of my day is gonna be. Quite the task.
Whatever. I'm dedicated to making this blog A Thing.
Today was Father's Day, so the first thing I did was get up and go downstairs. Gave my dad his presents. He made us pancakes. (I definitely ate too much today... but tommorow is monday so itll be easier to restrict)
We are, watched youtube, then we drove to Wabuman Lake. Idk,, the drive was just that: a typical car ride in which I struggle to find "car friendly" songs, aka songs that everyone will like... aka anything but metal and vocaloid... aka Radiohead, Weezer and Soda Stereo XD
When we got there, we rented a yellow paddleboat, which is this clunky plastic boat that you pedal to move, like some weird water bicycle. It was sunny, and honestly? I've always found being on the water to be calming. After that, we got ice cream (I got Blueberry Cheesecake flavour, my sister R got Cookies N Cream, and my dad got Burgundy Cherry)
I noted that there were at least 2 historical buildings there, along with... I forgot what I was gonna say. Nothing important.
Oh yeah, lots of cool old shiny cars.
We drove back. Got home, exhausted. I cleaned a bit. Idk. Didnt do much until after supper. Since we had fast food for lunch, we only ate a piece of bread and fruit smoothies for supper. We went out, I got a monster XD even tho my parents told me not to...
I got home, took a shower. While I was in the shower my dad got pissed at me for eating some of his chocolate but HE WAS SO SO SO MAD I was thinking to myself he cant be this mad over some choclate but you never know with my parents... they kinda hate me but also dont at the same time it's weird and hard to navigate.
Anwyays when I went downstairs he just. Seemed to have forgotten it ever existed and I mean, if he didnt mention it I wasn't gonna either. I did some homework then "went to sleep" aka went to my room, turned off the light, and pretended to sleep but actually talked to people online
People keep inviting me to hang out with them and I just hope my parents say yes to it all...
My friend Bee on Tuesday, Jay on Wednesday, on Saturday a group picnic...
If they say no to any of this I'll cry /hj
My talk with Jay tonight: I want to fuck him again RIGHT NOW. GET IN MY FUCKINF BED. RIGHT NOWWWW ugh. But also I noticed that since I explained one of my tone tags to him... HE USED ONE IN CONVO WITH ME. And idk. That made me so happy? I dont know. I like how he proves consistently and constantly that he CARES about being considerate and cares about me.
That's a lot of the letter C but yeah.
And he said at some point that he missed
My body... and my shitty nerd gaming stuff and like. Omg he LIKES MY INTERESTS. I DIDNT BORE HIM TALKING ABOUT COMIC BOOKS AND VIDEO GAMES! SCORE. also he said he'd be down to cuddle without fucking which is. Great too... since I'm touchstarved and well... I call him Daddy. Nuff said.
As for Star... sometimes she just says shit that concerns me like it's nothing and I never know how to respond because I cant help her! I'm not a fucking mental health professional.
... when I told her mY shit she wasnt one either... why do I even try n help. Why dont I just tell her to go to therapy?
I'm angry at her a bit actually. She says shit like "haha just purged" and I'm like.... okay??? What do u want me to say to that.
Or like,,, I NEED TONE TAGS, OKAY??? I DO. this is mainly why I'm mad. She keeps making jokes without /j and I dont register them as jokes.... or maybe they aren't jokes at all and she just says they're jokes cos I get upset.
Sometimes instead of actually telling me how she feels, she uses this emoticon and... I dont understand what shes tryna tell me. And it keeps stressing me out. Idk. I told her look I dont understand it and she said "I'm tired of this Jude, it's a fucking emoticon" and like...
She tells me all the time no ur not overreacting dont let people tell you that you are and here she is. Telling me I'm overreacting. OUCH. THAT ACTUALLY MADE ME CRY IRL. STOP INVALIDATING MY FEELINGS PLEASE.
It actually hurt me. Like I'm fr crying right now because. Ouch. How hard is it to just put a fucking "/j" after ur words? How hard is it to... use words and explain how u feel instead of giving me a straight faced emoticon. Its frustrating.
Also she keeps saying shit like "omg ur never horny what's wrong w u omg I'm the only one with a sex drive in this relationship how come u never initiate anything I need to fuck someone maybe *sends pic of model* maybe her" which like. A) is ignoring all the times I DID initiate stuff and B) makes me feel inadequate and like. I dont know. I'm tired of feeling like I'm not enough.
:/ I cant really be mad at her for my own brain being stupid.
Why am I so stupid? How come I never understand when people are joking? How come I have these weird things I do to feel comfortable? Why do I twitch and flap my wrists? Why is my ability to sleep restricted by the amount of weight on top of me (I need lots of weight)?
Why am I the worst person ever? I'm being 100 percent serious. My brain doesnt work! It doesnt. My emotions are too strong. They fuck everything up. I hate myself. Like, when Star said "I'm tired of this Jude, it's a fucking emoticon", I started crying. But when Jay said "I always want you to feel comfortable around me", I immediately felt such love toward him and I told him I love you... but I had to say it was as friends. Cos we have a "friends with benefits" thing going on... not even an actual relationship.
Well now I'm sad that he doesnt like me romantically but whatever. Hes too perfect and sweet anywayssss he deserves better than me.
Wait. Where does that leave me?
Alone? Again?
Alone?
ALONE????
Maybe I deserve it... but I actually genuinely cant live like that. I cant. I cant live. Without love. My parents fucked me up like that 🤪
But also I realized that I'm a lot happier in good relationships where people show me they love me and care about me and such.
FUCK JAY JUST TOLD ME HOW MUCH HE LIKES ME... even if it's just as a friendship thing.... I appreciate it so much. Hes so fucking sweet it hurts. I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM SO SO MUCH. he told me, our sex can be rough but our relationship has to be built off trust and respect... LITERALLY FUCK ME RIGHT NOW.
Update we are now officially "best friends forever" but we also kiss and fuck and cuddle okay. That's a thing. I LOVE HIM. it's okay though. I don't know I said yeah let's be bffs then I physcially cringed. It's okay though. I'll be fine. It functions as a sexy romance thing anwyays.
I love him so much. Hes the best. Fucking hell. Hes the kindest person ever.
Also can Star please stop fucking with me. She said she'd stop using the emoticon and I said "thanks" and then she used a weird emoji to react to my thanks because she wanted to "acknowledge that she read my message without liking it".... oh so you dont like it??? What??? I said "okay" and she was like "yikes, you upset?" And I said idk cos I am but whatever and she USED ANOTHER SFUPID DUCKINF EMOTICON THAT I DONT UNDERSTAND WITH THE WORD OKAY OMFG. OMFG. PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THAT MEANDS. OH MY GODDDD. I'm angry.
Fucking hell. I just wish... whatever.
If Jay liked me ROMANTICALLY as well... perfect life.
Whatever.
My parents have fucked me up really badly. I know so. Today I saw a comic where a kid started crying while getting yelled at and their mom HUGGED THEM. Omfg. If I cry when my parents yell at me they just yell more. The best thing I can do is stay quiet. Fucking hell. Fuck. I wish I got hugged. When I was upset.
Its 1:03 am. Fuck all this emotional turmoil I'm SLEEPING. Fuck this. FUCK MY PARENTS, FUCK STAR, FUCK MOVING AND FUCK SCHOOL. And FUCK STAR.
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i watched “spy kids 4″ exactly twice and i plan to keep it that way. here are my thoughts
i had the volume up from the last one because it was SO QUIET and now my ears hurt. not a great start
i used to think that was carmen and i was so disappointed because i wanted to see carmens kids 😔
tik tok????? oh no
i thought tick tock was matthew lillard for most of the movie
you cant do that in the SIMS
why are you shifitng gears. you dont need to shift gears
shut up wilbur have YOU given birth?????
YOU GO IN AT EVERY FIVE TO SEVEN MINUTES AND YOURE AT THREE ARE YOU S T U P I D
wait it sounds like ive given birth i havent i assure you
a pregnant belly wouldnt make that sound
yeah alright whatever shaggy youre high
isnt she from girl meets world??????
itd make a better sitcom honestly
hahah funney because shes a spy
WHY ARE YOU NOT IN THERE WITH YOUR W I F E
birth is NOT that short
i would be great at cinemasins
oh!!!! disabled character!!!!
who approved this show
oh like its HER fault
youre watching the clock speed up why are you not suspicious
roll credits
argonaut. my english teacher would like that
its 5 o clock somewhere
have you not been watching the show??????
there is a serious lack of floop
i feel like ive seen the boy before too
guess not
also i guess this one had a smell feature?????? ig thats why the baby farts so much
AND IT EXPLAINS THE DRESSING!!!! YOU CAN SMELL DRESSING!!!!!
dont say stepmother its creepy
ooh tinker toys!!!! real ones this time!!!!
girl its dyed blue youre gonna stain your carpet
oh God she wants to be FRIENDS
epic????? No
these pranks can all be used for smellovision
aromascope ig??????
BEING FRIENDS!!!! THATS SOME FANFIC LEVEL TROPEYNESS
oops
the CHEETOS
because you pulled the prank?????
power move
those are really your worst fears?????
i have almost that exact clock
youre looking for SPIES not VILLIANS
i kinda want a clock hand sword
MARISSA NO IM DYING OF SECONDHAND EMBARASSMENT
cecils so chill
it looks like the slime from floops castle..... i miss floop
felix has been replaced??? by a computer voice????
oh mood
hahah carmen said that
is that ricky gervais
oh!!!! they broke gender binary!!!!!! took the other chair!!!!!
worlds smallest camera!!!!!!
yeah hes right theres no invisibility powder
ew
its not a SPACESHIP theyre not IN SPACE
hey can we maybe not put that in a movie thanks
yeah i hate this one
that fall was awful
C A R M E N!!!!!!!!!!!
wilbur youre so boring
spy week???? dont you mean shark week?????
buddypack!!!!
IS THAT THE PICTURE FROM WHERE THEY ENTERED FLOOPS CASTLE AND THEN JUNI SAW A THUMB THUMB
i watch these movies too much
except this one this one sucks
7 years ago????? when game over came out????? nice
THE BRAIN THING THAT MADE FOOGLIES!!!
SPY PLANE!!!
SEA GUPPY!!!!
CARMENS GAME SUIT!!!!
why does she still have that
HOW does she still have that
MACHETES ELECTROSHOCK GUMBALLS!!!!!!
DRAGON SPY!!!!
take that giggleses
JUNI!!!! only video tho ://
oof
WAIT I JUST SAW ARGONAUTS NAME TAG AND MY DOG HAD THAT SAME ONE BUT IN PINK AND WE HAD TO GET HER A NEW ONE BECAUSE IT WAS S O L O U D
your baby is your back up????? Bad Idea
did you not name your child????
why did they pause for a label????
stop making time puns i hate you
i really hope those are floops. like the cereal
stop calling her stepmother like its her name its CREEPY
stop WASTING them
just say youre marissas kids?????? they know who she is
oh God piss joke
oh God POOP joke
right its the bombs that make him cool not the fact that hes literally ricky gervais
and a fart joke????? i hate this movie
silent but LETHAL???? awfyl. i hate it
toot??? stop making fart jokes
OH THEYRE GETTING CHASED CUZ THE SAPPHIRE i need to pay attention more. i blame buzzfeed
“you weirdo you vaporized us” STOP TRYING TO GET ME TO LIKE THIS MOVIE BY PLAYING ON MY NOSTALGIA
its not working btw. i hate this movie
oh look. a butt joke.
oh yay disney acid trip
uh yeah???? hes ricky gervais
yeah except shes WHITE
i kinda wanna go to the cheese shop. wisconsin instincts ig
thats not a WORD
no the red ones the second hand do you know anything?????
how does she know how to army crawl???? shes EIGHT
there are 42 minutes left im suffering
oh no he died
is she wearing twinkle toes??????
did they.... teleport???? was that an awkward cut???? did they straight up travel through time????? im so confused
yknow as an OBVIOUS choice for the next doctor, floop should REALLY be in the movie centered around time
im gonna punch this dude
IM GONNA PUNCH THIS DUDE TOO YOU CAN STILL BE A FAMILY AND CALL YOURSELF STEPKIDS
hes the hulk
oh dear he referenced a meme
he just called the google lady annoying im gonna punch him next
n i c e
SHIITAKE MUSHROOMS!!!!!!
yeah theyre gonna flip youre STALKING THEM
that seems like a Bad Idea
try harder rebecca
IF YOURE GONNA TAKE THEM THERE W H A T DO YOU THINK THEYRE GONNA DO???????
dude you look like youre on crack
youre gonna divorce her because she wasnt allowed to tell you?????????
W H A T
no???? ofc not???? you have no weapons??????
DUDE CHILL SHE L I T E R A L L Y COULDNT TELL YOU
and i feel fine~
J U N I!!!!!!!!!!! FOR REALS!!!!!!!!
oh shiitake mushrooms he got kinda cute
you can???? reach into the garbage can???????
BECAUSE YOURE CHILDREN!!!!!! THEY SHUT DOWN THE SPY KIDS PROGRAM!!!!!!
i love the sound of clockwork. so soothing. that doctor who episode with the time robots???? a fave
oh no they all have died
M A C H E T E!!!!!!!!
why did juni freeze if he didnt really freeze???? thats some buzz lightyear level stuff
oh hey i just realized that junis hair is back!!
oh no now argos the hulk too
the baby looks like dora
hahah funney
HE WAS TOAST IN THE FIRST MOVIE S T O P P L A Y I N G O N N O S T A L G I A
and diaper lady???? Stop
nice censorship
can hearing aids work that well???? im no expert but i dont think they can do that?????
taking his hearing aids???? i hate this guy
R A L P H!!!!
oh!!!!!! sign language!!!!!
Even Evil Has Standards
are they trying to make me cry?? im not
you can travel through time youre just not COOL ENOUGH
oh worm????
side note i figured they were the same guy but i was so disappointed when it wasnt matthew lillard
please let this be over i need to mindlessly scroll the spy kids wiki
stop being philosophical youre wearing twinkle toes
roll credits
us???? wouldnt that be me???? or is us right??? clones are wack
yEET
oh no he died
why did he float???? did they run out of gravity?????
he moved before he touched the watch
yeah but hell see his dad again and thats the point of this whole thing????
oh no he died. for reals this time
this time???? you have 6 months
STOP👏MAKING👏TIME👏PUNS👏
i cant raise my eyebrow😔
YOU CANT DO THAT WE JUST DISCUSSED IT
thats hot
WHY DOES SHE NOT HAVE A NAME
yes bc youre a robot shut up
oh thank God its over
#spy kids#spy kids 4#all the time in the world#sk4#spy kids 4 spoilers#spoilers#juni cortez#carmen cortez
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Could i please request from the drabble List for Momo and Izuku (separate and for a Fem reader)-- 15 and 6 from Fluff. please and thank you!
This is perfect thank you Anon!
6- “I don’t like when you say things like that. To me, you’re perfect.”
15- “She’s/he’s not my boyfriend!/Girlfriend!”
This looks interesting.
also, i did 6 for Izuku and 15 for Momo. only because i’m a shitty writer and– kinda lazy fml.
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Izuku
It had been another one of your off days. slept in, missed breakfast and had absolutely zero hair care what-so-ever. So when you hiked to class it was obvious that your dear friend Mina was going to be the first person to comment on your appearance,Though she was met with a rather sarcastic reply.
“Are you okay s/o?, your lookin like a hot-mess, girl”
ahh, indeed you did. A pipping– hot mess. something like, A sticky, dripping ice cream cone,perhaps A burnt Chicken nugget or some shit.
“No Mina, i rested peacefully for 8 hours, ate a mountain of food this morning and ran around the UA sports field several times before making my way to my precious,Precious classroom filled with gems like you”
Luckily for you Mina had tough skin, Tough beautiful pink skin.
Your Pink friend chuckled a few times before applying her glossy lip-stick, continuing to gossip about juicy romances and spicy heart-breaks, barely keeping you awake.
Minutes later class had begun and the bags under your eyes could rival Shinsou’s. Although he made it look good somehow. witchcraft.
“Come through Shinsou, Come through”
You tiredly whispered as your mind wondered off. Good thing Aizawa-sensei pulled out this banana bag before you dozed off.
After taking a power nap,someone tapped on your shoulder several times extremely softly , if it wasnt for Tenya’s loud voice, which you could picture his hand moments along the lines of his exclaims to Izuku and how he was being a little to gentle , you wouldn’t have woken up in all honesty.
fluttering your eyelashes slightly as you stared at Izuku, you couldnt help but notice the tint of pink dusted on his freckled cheeks.
“A-ahhh, ah…S-s/o, it’s lunch time now and…and I did-n’t mean to wake y-you up– i m-mean i did! uhh i did mean t-t-to wake you— i just…I was j-just wondering if you’d like to j-join me and my f-friends f-f-for–”
Behind Izuku was Uraraka who placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from continuing any further.
“What he’s trying to say is. You look beat, wanna get some food with us?”
opting to just accept fate and join the crew, you slicked you hair back with the sweat that made it stick to your face. oh jeez, you might have to wash up first.
“Whatup im s/o ,i’m 16 and I never learned how to look decent… haha-”
Oblivious to your meme reference and joke, Izuku, your good friend, looked highly upset.
“I don’t like when you say things like that. To me, you’re perfect.”
astonished at the fact that Izuku hadnt stuttered, his words slowly settled into your brain. Needless to say, the walk to the cafeteria was a quiet one.His words replaying in your head as you finally made your way to your desired destination.
‘You’re perfect’‘You’re perfect’‘You’re perfect’
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Momo
It was Friday afternoon and your classmates had decided to go to the mall together. However, you were quite late to the meet-up and texted your good pal Denki and told him about your current situation and why you couldnt make it.
Friday 5:31 p.m
S/o-
Cant make it, Life had other plans
Denki-Do-Da-
*Thumbs up*
It kinda bugged you when he sent a thumbs up emoji and nothing else. but at least your message got to him.
Alone, you settled on staying at school. Woah, how rare.
Not bothering to dress out of your pj’s, a Majestic humming sounded off as you listened to your stomach’s song of wisdom and sluggishly made your way to the kitchen.
Surprising enough, it seemed as though you werent the only one that stayed. Although you would have assumed someone like Todoroki or even Bakugou to decline the-mall-hang-out-fun-time, it was Momo who sat on sofa, contemplating something that looked serious.
accidentally dropping a pan, Momo spun around, looking for the source of the loud bang.
Slowly standing up with the frying pan in both hands, Momo smiled and greeted you like she normally does.
“Good morning s/o, how are you?”
looking the other way, you completely ignored her question as you awkwardly opened the refrigerator looking super stiff and uncomfortable while grabbing the carton of milk and two eggs.
It wasn’t like you disliked Momo, in-fact, it was rather the opposite. You had a huge crush on her for sometime now, but rumors spread and whispers of Shoto and Momo being a thing started to bloom. Bloom a terrible flower, or moss? does moss bloom? well it polluted your thin chances of her accepting your cliche and imaginative rehearsed confession. Heck, you didnt even know if she liked girls.
making her way to the kitchen, You nearly spilled the milk as Momo tilted her head curiously as she waited for your response.
“S/o? is something the matter?”
Oh dear lord, Jesus take the wheel.
she looked so cute.
“Uhh, no– nothings the matter…Just, burning my eggs…Casual y'know. Ah, why aren’t you at the mall with the others?”
you internally cursed yourself for starting a conversation with Momo. This was going to get awkward.
“Oh!. yes, about that. I didn’t want to leave you here on your lonesome. It would have been very unfair to leave a fellow classmate while the rest went out.”
“What about Todoroki? , He went”
covering your face as soon as those words left your mouth, you wished to take back that slipped out sentence.
“ Todoroki is fine, he has Izuku and the others”
daring enough, you decided to continue this shit-show.
“Isn’t– uhh, aren’t you two…like…a thing?”
A giggle erupted from Momo as her pale cheeks faded into a rosy red.
“He’s Not My Boyfriend!”
Extremely embarrassed, you crumbled to the floor and watched as Momo continued to giggle sweetly.
“Maybe we should go on a date some time”
You looked up at Momo from the ground.
“Excuse me, did i hear that right or are my ears broken? am i being delusional or is this just a dream?”
“S/o your so silly. i love that about you… also, your frying pans on fire–”
#bnha x reader#bnha#scenario#drabble list#momo yaoyorozu#momo x reader#Momo yaoyorozu x reader#fem reader#s/o#Izuku#deku#izuku midoriya#mha#mha x reader#Izuku x reader
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A/N: Some Stony flangst for you this Valentine’s day. Don’t worry, the angst is in the first half and the other half is pure fluff. So basically hurt/comfort. There is some mightbeinterpretedaspastStuckyifyousquint in there so if that’s not your thing you have been warned. I wrote this today after listening to the playlist I made for my boyfriend for Valentines. The songs are Snow patrol- Chasing cars, and Dusty Springfield - I only want to be with you
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The party had dwindled down and the clock was inching towards 3 a.m. Thor and Jane had retired to their room, Bruce had left the party as soon as he thought it appropriate, Natasha and Sam had vanished after half the night and was nowhere to be found, Tony had made a beeline for his workshop as soon as he thought that nobody was watching, and left was Clint half asleep on the couch and Darcy lying on the floor in front of the stereo, bobbing her feet along to the music, and Steve, drunk on Asgardian mead and holding his head to keep it from spinning.
“Oh, I love this song” Darcy groaned happily.
Steve’s ears perked up, trying to focus on the music instead of the spinning going on in his head. He didn’t recognize the song, granted he had missed ca 70 years of music history so he wasn't all that surprised.
His head throbbed in time with the mulling pain in his chest, only amplified by the asgardian alcohol burning holes in his veins. It was the same pain he had felt every second of every minute of every day since he was rescued from the ice.
Pain for every person he had lost.
{ I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel }
Steve didn’t know when the first sob came,
{ Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough }
or the second,
{ If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life }
he was only dimly aware of the third because it managed to rock his entire body. He opened a bleary eye to search for potential onlookers but Clint was snoring peacefully on the other couch and Darcy seemed to be too close to the speakers to hear him.
People like to say that memories come bubbling to the surface, but that’s not what it felt like to Steve. Instead they shot from his subconscious like a malicious fireball, wrecking everything on its way to the forefront of Steve’s consciousness. Memories, images of places and feelings long gone surged into his thoughts, blinding him to anything else. Image after image.
His hands being small and spindly, body hurting all over and his lungs constricting with every breath; him looking up to Bucky who smiled back down at him; Bucky and a night sky filled with stars, and grass tickling his neck; Bucky with silvery aquamarine eyes just for him; Bucky focusing on Steve; Bucky seeing Steve; Bucky seeing Steve when nobody else would.
{ All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see }
And oh, oh but that hurt; the pain shooting straight through Steve’s heart so hard he had to clutch a pillow to his chest, almost bending over double on the couch. All he could see was those eyes, those kind bright eyes that he would never see again. He felt plagued by the image of the Winter soldier glaring at him on the bridge; the monster wearing his best friend’s face. It was Bucky, except for the hair and the clothes everything about his appearance was Bucky— except for the eyes. Hydra had robbed him of his aquamarine kindness and left him with nothing but silver.
{ I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world? }
And the floodgates opened and Steve lost nearly all damned control as he shook with the pain strangling him though his spine. He could feel it through his drunken haze: physical sensations mimicking the agony that churned inside him.
The vision of Bucky in his military uniform appeared before his mind’s eye: ‘Sergeant James Barnes, shipping out for England first thing tomorrow’, and Steve thought he would break apart. His eyes. His beautiful eyes that saw what nobody else saw.. everything he never told him, never got a chance to— was too scared to—
Darcy sighed dreamily as the song ended and turned to put it on repeat, and Steve gritted his teeth and nearly screamed into the couch cushion.
~~~
It was Jarvis who alerted him to the worrying state of their Captain.
“Sir, I feel obligated to report increasing signs of distress in Captain Rogers and seeing as he is intoxicated and in the common area—”
“What’s going on, J?” Tony put his visor up and his blowtorch down, drawing up a hologram feed from the common room, scanning the image with a sinking feeling in his stomach.
“The alien liquid mr. Odinsson brought seem to combat the Captain’s enhanced metabolism, keeping him intoxicated, but his alcohol levels appear to be under the level of concern. However his blood pressure as well as his pulse are currently spiking and he is showing alarming symptoms of distress and—”
Tony removed the rest of his tools and darted out of the workshop.
“Alright, dear. I’m on it.”
When he arrived to the common area, Steve seemed to have calmed down enough that his pulse wasn’t running a mile a minute, but his face, oh, but his face. The sight physically hurt. Blue blue eyes staring empty and vacant in front of him and tendrils of tears running down slightly pink cheeks, only interrupted by the occasional sob.
No no, Tony thought, no this won’t do.
He moved to usher Darcy off the floor and away from the stereo. She grunted in a way that Tony had quickly learnt in Darcinian meant basically ”Fine, but fuck you.”
He rummaged through the music, until he found what he was looking for, silently thanking the few beers still in his system because there was no way he'd be comfortable enough doing this sober. Cap was too proud to talk, had always been. So Dusty it was.
“Tony, what-”
The first notes of Dusty Springfield’s ‘I only want to be with you’ started to pour from the speakers to interrupt him. Tony walked up to stand in front of him, hand outstretched.
“Dance with me.”
“Tony, no— come on.”
“I’m serious, I mean the song is a bit after your time but it’s still pretty damn old.. I mean relatively.. should be right up your alley,” Tony grinned at him “and you need a dance, that much is obvious.”
Steve sighed, let the corner of his mouth quirk up in a way that was entirely unconvincing and wiped at his eyes.
“Tony, I don’t think—”
“Good, don’t think, it ruins the fun.”
Steve looked up at that and almost allowed himself a small chuckle at the twinkling in Tony’s eyes.
“Fine.”
“Good.”
He pulled Steve up by his arm, which honestly he would not have been able to do if Steve didn’t want him to, and led him away from the couch signaling to Darcy to push away the chairs and table; which she did, albeit a bit clumsily. She had managed to down an entire whiskey bottle by herself and Tony was actually kind of proud over the fact that she managed to remain upright for enough time to move the furniture.
“I still can’t dance.”
“It’s funner that way”, Tony winked and that finally wrought a smile and a small huff of laugh from Steve.
“Knew I could force a smile out of ya, nobody stands a chance against my charms.
“Your charms, huh?”
“Yes, yes exactly. Please, try to keep up.”
{ I don't know what it is that makes me love you so
I only know I never want to let you go
'Cause you started something, can't you see
That ever since we met you've had a hold on me
I happens to be true, I only want to be with you }
Tony tried an easy and slow mash between a modern jive and something of a waltz, sticking to basic moves and made sure to keep it as stupid and goofy as possible; and Steve, ever the elegant super-human, was infuriatingly quick to catch on, following Tony’s lead in an upsettingly graceful manner. He still had a few tears on his face and the embarrassed smiles altered with choked of sobs and tiny hiccups.
{ It doesn't matter where you go or what you do
I want to spend each moment of the day with you
Look what has happened with just one kiss
I never knew that I could be in love like this
It's crazy but it's true, I only want to be with you }
Tony let go of Steve with his left, catching him by surprise to twirl him and then managed a ridiculous little shimmy with his hips. Now that had Steve laughing; a real unrestrained laugh accompanied by a wet but genuine smile and if that wasn’t the most beautiful thing Tony had ever seen..
“There he is”, he grinned “come on, Cap. Let’s show em how it’s done.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Fun. The word you’re looking for is fun.” and yes! Steve huffed another laugh. Tony did an internal victory dance. This was turning out to be a very good day after all, and Tony busied his mind with locking away mental image after image of Steve smiling, Steve laughing, Steve looking at him with something soft in his eyes.
“Come on, Rogers! Shake it!”, Darcy exclaimed, then followed with a whoop and a drunken cackle.
The tips of Steve’s ears tinted slightly pink and his cheeks followed approximately 1.5 seconds later.
Adorable.
Tony dove forward to twirl him again.
“You heard the lady!”
Steve’s laugh was quickly turning addictive and Tony felt obligated to keep the Captain laughing because yes, more of that, always more of that. He grabbed his hands and worked their arms back and forth in beat with the trumpets going baa-baba-ba and Steve was just completely, overwhelmingly adorable. He was so different from how he usually was: the tense, disciplined alwayslookingoutforeverybodyelse Captain America. Now he seemed more like the boy Tony had seen photographs of, the boy Steve used to be before they jacked him up on Super soldier juice. He looked slightly embarrassed but happy and loose, almost relaxed; and the tears had started to dry. Victory.
{ Now, listen, honey, I just want to be beside you everywhere
As long as we're together, honey, I don't care
'Cause you started something, can't you see
That ever since we met you've had a hold on me
No matter what you do, I only want to be with you }
“You stopped and smiled at me and asked if I cared to da-a-ance, I fell into your open aaarms,” Tony sang with the words and turned to jokingly fall against Steve’s arms looking up at him, “and I didn't stand a chance!”
Okay, so maybe he was a bit more drunk than he had previously thought.
“Ridiculous”, Steves chuckled, exasperated but fond.
“FUN”, Tony enunciated every sound of the word like he was talking to a toddler “fun is the word you’re looking for.”
The last notes of the song rang out and another oldie started playing. Steve dragged Tony up on his feet and turned him to wrap his arms around him, and then Tony was enveloped by massive and warm, warm, warm. If he allowed himself to melt a bit against Steve nobody had to know.
“Thank you.”
“Aw, Cap I should be the one thanking you. I’m the one who asked for the dance, remember?” Tony teased.
Steve snorted.
“Shut up.”
“Language!” and Tony was proud that he had managed to sound genuinely offended. Again Steve chuckled and it was like molasses over Tony’s brain, music to his ears! Whatever, he loved it.
“Ugh, I love your laugh”, and crap- he had said that out loud, hadn’t he?
Steve tensed for a moment, then moved his head away to peer down at him, brows furrowed; his baby blues seemingly liquid in the low light. When Tony just grinned sheepishly and shrugged Steve’s features relaxed and he gripped Tony’s chin with his thumb and index finger, nuzzling his cheek and yeah this was quickly racing up to the top on Tony’s Best Things Ever- list, right above coffee and Black Sabbath's greatest hits.
“Then I guess I’ll just have to do more of it.” he murmured against Tony’s skin. And then finally, blissfully, he tightened the grip on Tony’s chin and brought his lips up to meet his own.
Tony made a choked off trilling noise in the back of his throat because yes.
Steve hummed in response, angling his head just so and Tony melted some more.
“Finally!”
Oh, good, so Darcy was still awake then.
Steve chuckled against Tony’s lips and that just left Tony in an awful position because smiling was good, smiling Steve was on his top three favourite things after all but smiling also stood in the way for maximum lips on lips contact and that would just not do.
But then Steve licked over his bottom lip and yeah there went Tony’s last functioning brain cell. Good riddance, see you never.
Behind them Darcy pointedly cleared her throat.
“You know, even though this is adorable beyond words and all that, maybe you should, you know, not do that.. here.” she raised her right eyebrow meaningfully.
Steve surprised them both by tipping his head back and barking out a laugh, tearing away from Tony a bit to wipe at his eyes. Huh, okay then. But Steve was smiling, and laughing and lookingyt soft and happy and Tony’s heart swelled at the sight.
Yeah, Steve-smiles was quickly becoming his favourite thing.
#marvel#stony#iron man#tony stark#steve rogers#captain america#darcy lewis#ironshield#flangst#valentines#fluff#hurt/comfort#fanfiction#steve x tony#tony x steve#soft husbands
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A♥️ - Who was the first person your muse ever fell in love with?
Maglor. It wasnt really expected, they were so young, about 14 and spent a lot of time together for school, and just because they were good friends. They both were having that realization of “.. i think I like boys too.” at the time, and kinda kept it to themselves aside from maybe one friend. I cant speak for Maglor, but Finrod told his best friend at the time he was having feelings. Mags became his first intense crush. During several months of them working together on a project for music class they kind of played around with subtly flirting or touching shoulders when sitting close, really sweet kinds of things. Just testing the waters to see if the feelings were returned and just because it was such a new feeling.
One day they happen to be sitting really close and looked at each other, then just.. both of them really awkwardly leaned in reallyyyy slow and kissed. They actually kissed, again really awkwardly but really adorable, about three times in a row before Finrod’s mother walked in to say dinner was almost ready. It was a really embarrassing and funny first kiss. His parents are obviously super supportive tho. They dated for about.. a year and 8 months maybe? Around that bc about 5 months into being 15 is when he started getting his mutation little by little and by the time it got to the beginning of 8 months it had gone full fledged and drama happened.
Finrod loved him and thats why he broke up with him, he was a young teen who felt that was the best option. Then he was at the institute for around 7 months when he met Rhys I think, and was 2 like..months into being 16. He moved on with time, it just wasnt meant to be, and being friends with Rhys really and truly made him happy. It felt right and like everything was perfect even if things had happened, they had each other and thats all he realized he wanted. He loves Rhys more than he ever thought he could love anyone. Its a more mature love, rather than a first love. Thats not to say he doesnt love Maglor still, but that type of love changes with time you know? The nature of it.. Rhys is the person he wants to be with, and stay with forever now.
4♥️ - What are your muse’s thoughts on starting/raising a family?
Finrod would LOVE to adopt and raise a family if Rhys wanted to. Children have always been something he imagined having one day. He wants to share that experience with someone he loves, and raise a child together. However, its only something he wants if Rhys wants it. He never ever EVER wants Rhys to feel like its something they have to have, or like he has to say yes to make Finrod happy. Finrod’s entire world is wonderful with Rhys in it as it is. He doesnt need children to be happy, and if all they ever had was a bunny and a snail he’d be the happiest man in the world still. Which ever they decide one day hes happy with.
7♣️ - Has your muse ever felt “trapped”, either figuratively or literally?
When he first started getting his mutation and realized what was happening he did at first. Mostly because he didnt have a choice in what was happening to him. He was trapped into turning into something, he at the time didnt want. Not to mention something he thought was going to ruin everyones lives including his own. Of course once he learned better and realized it was who he was meant to be, he would /never/ give up his mutation even if he had the chance. He loves who he is, he wouldnt know what to do without it.
J♣️ - Who does your muse trust the most?
Hmm well he trusts a lot of people and cant just choose one. It depends on the situation presented as to who he would trust with what. In general though, the top people he immediately trusts in ANY situation always is his parents and Rhys. For instance though, his siblings he would trust with his life in serious situations (aside from Galadriel if shes only a toddler just bc shes too little to understand) but not trust his brothers to keep a secret that isnt life or death. Theyre tattletelling 12 year olds haha, theyre gonna tell things sometimes. Finrod does love them dearly tho, just as an older brother he knows better than to trust them with certain things. XD His parents tho are two people he knows, no matter what always have his, his sibling’s, and Rhys’ back too. Theyre good trusting parents, and he knows they would only /ever/ break their promises to them if it was extremely important. The same with Rhys, Finrod knows he can always trust him no matter what the situation and if for some reason Rhys’ breaks a promise or something happens, he knows there HAS to be something extremely important or wrong going on.
2♦️ - How important is money to your muse?
Ehh I feel like this question isnt as simple as it sounds like the last one haha. It vastly depends on the situation as to how he feels about money. For instance, when he first meets Rhys he doesnt care at all that Rhys doesnt have any money or anything for that matter. He doesnt place someones worth in relation to their financial status. Which is obvious to anyone who knows him. Even tho Rhys may still feel insecure about that time in his life, which is understandable, its really important to Finrod that he knows, he never ever saw anything wrong with him in any way much less the lack of money and homelessness.
When they meet/become friends/ are at the institute he does start putting more importance into money than before. Previously it was just certain things like, money for a new instrument he had wanted to raise himself rather than his parents spending all that money on him bc they have four kids. Not to mention they had already bought him a guitar among other things. So he took that summer job at the greenhouse to make that money for something he wanted, and took that job several times so he could help out, and have extra spending money.
When he meets Rhys, I think that value shifts a bit bc he starts saving for someone else. Sure he still does things for himself, he wouldnt want Rhys to think he wasnt, but when you care about someone you take care of them. Suddenly money went from something he could earn to spend on things he wanted to having a value of making someone he cares for comfortable and at home. Obviously he didnt overkill spend money on him left and right, he knows better, but it was the little things like buying Rhys a jacket he didnt have before, giving him essential things he hadnt had like a toothbrush, socks, more clothes, a hairbrush. He wouldnt pile all these things on him at once so as not to overwhelm him, but hes gonna get those things for him. Some before Rhys even comes to live with him at the institute and some in the weeks after he moves in. After that, its little things like a special snack he knows will make him smile at lunch, a textured scrunchie or cuff bracelet or something he thought Rhys might wanna fiddle with on his wrist when nervous or bored and of course use the scrunchie for his hair. Just little sweet gestures that shows he cares. Rhys’ happiness and to see him smile is priceless.
Once they move into their apartment together I think its a little similar but theyre on their own then. The value on money goes higher bc they have to pay rent and buy groceries. Sure, his parents do help them out the first month or so and help them get a decent car but theyre starting a life together. It turns into supporting them, saying bills, saving up, buying groceries, more sweet gestures. All of that he happily does, hes absolutely thrilled that they have a life of their own that hes just enjoying it even if bills arent fun. Its their life together thats fun and always enjoyable bc he has Rhys.
Furthermore, his importance on money isnt just him supporting Rhys, its also Rhys supporting himself. Rhys having freedom to live, being his own person. Having a life and independence thats very much deserved after what hes been through. Rhys getting a job of his own is so so important to Finrod bc he knows what it means to Rhys. So theres just no limit to how important Rhys’ money is bc of its significance. Thats a really long answer haha but its such a good question I hope it makes sense.
7♠️ - What’s a hard truth that your muse has to learn/has learned?
Hmm. Going back to when he had all those angsty moments when he was first getting his mutation. The hard truth of it was accepting who he was and that it was okay. Just because all of this was happening to him doesnt mean he has to give up everything he ever wanted or people he cared for. He can still live his life and be happy just the way he is.
#this-is-gizmo#I loved these questions omg!! they were so good!! If you couldnt tell by my book long answers X'D#so sweet <3#the bunny of finrod's heart#blind-mutant#rp related#my Finrod Headcanons
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Ghost Of You• Part 2
Sweet Pea Fic 🐍
Summary: when Julia left Sweet Pea didn’t know what to do anymore. Would she ever come back to him?
Word count:1485
Julia's POV
When we arrived at Sweet Pea's trailer we both sat down on the sofa and I began to tell him about why I left.
"I couldn't let my mom leave by herself because she would have never went to rehab, she would have never gotten clean." I grabbed his hands
"I thought it would have been better for you if I cut all ties, so you could move on Sweets." He looked at me with so much pain in his eyes and shook his head.
"Move on J? You wanted me to move on after you just left and i never heard from you again? I loved you, you were my best friend I thought we were end game. I wasnt the same after you left. Im still not the same.." He stood up running his fingers through his hair.
"Where is your mom? Where are you guys gonna stay?" I looked down at my hands tears forming in my eyes again.
"Mom died Pea. She relapsed six months ago.Im staying at the Wyte Wyrm until i can find my own place " A tear fell down my cheek.
"J, i-im sorry, you can stay here. I have that extra room." He sat back down next to me.
"I cant ask you to let me stay at your place" I shook my head
"Its our place J, i told you before you left its our place. You're staying here. end of story." He walked towards the door and walked outside lighting up a cigarette.
I smiled and walked outside joining him on the porch.
"Sweet Pea! Its bad, its Jug head we have to leave now!" The pink haired girl came running towards us. "
"lets go." Sweet pea nodded towards our bikes. We both hopped on our and the pink haired girl hopped on the back of mine.
She lead us to the woods.
Sweets, Fangs the pink haired girl, Betty, and Archie and Cheryl where all standing around
"Where is he, where's jug!" Betty panicked as we all looked around
"Guys." I pointed in front of us
FP Came walking out of the woods with jughead in his hand, he was beaten half to death and his serpent tattoo was cut off.
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"Sweets you need to calm down. Fangs is fine and so is Jughead. They are both alive you cant keep beating yourself up over this." I was sitting on the sofa of Sweet Pea's trailer with the pink haired girl who i learned was names Toni.
"I was there when Fangs was shot and i couldn't do anything to help him, but if i wasn't here with you" He pointed at me "Then i would have been able to stop Jones from getting beat half to death by the fucking Ghoulies!" Sweet pea was angry, but what he said kind of hurt a little.
Toni stood up "Listen Sweet Pea, you and Me both know you couldn't have stopped Jones from going and doing what he did. Once he gets an idea into his head he is gonna do it no matter what. SO don't blame Julia for something you couldn't control." I looked up at Toni and mouthed 'thank you' to her.
Sweet pea sighed and sat down next to me "I know, im sorry Julia." I put my hand on his cheek "Lets get some rest." He nodded and went to his room to get changed. I walked Toni out to her bike.
"Toni, Sweets told me you have really been there for him the past year and a half. I want to thank you, i was shitty for leaving him but im glad he was in good hands." She laughed
"He has been through a lot, im glad i could be there for him. But Julia do me a favor? "
I looked at her confused
"Dont leave again, it will kill him"
and with that she hopped on her bike and drove away leaving me on the porch of our trailer.
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The next couple of days in Riverdale were pretty quite.
The black hood was caught, jughead was out of the hospital and so was Fangs.
"Come on Sweets we have to be down by the river soon for the meeting" I threw a pillow at his head trying to wake him up. "10 more minutes" I laughed at his attempt to sleep more. "We have to be there in ten minutes you dumb dumb. You get up now or im leaving without you." He groaned and got out of bed whipping the sleep from his eyes.
I waited outside on my bike for him.
Finally 5 minutes later he can dragging his feet behind him out the door.
We road out bikes down to sweet water river to meet the rest of the serpents.
I stood next to Sweet Pea and fangs as FP Told us to listen up.
After Jughead was appointed the new King and making Cheryl an official member of the serpent we partied all night long.
I was finally with my family again and it felt amazing.
Julia's POV
It was finally Summer time here in Riverdale and everything was as normal as it was going to get.
I have been staying with Sweets at his trailer for the last two months and I was happy on how close we have gotten.
"Julia? We have a meeting in like 20 minutes" Sweet Pea knocked on my bed room door. I looked over at the clock
"Mother Fucker I over slept again" I rolled out of bed in nothing but a long tee shirt.
"Nice hair" he laughed from my door way.
"Thanks for waking me up now coffee duty while I get dressed" I pushed him out of the room closing the door behind him.
I pulled on a pair of jeans shorts and a ripped up Tee Shirt along with my serpant jacket.
Walking out if my room I grabbed the cup of coffee Sweets had in his hand and downed it.
"I was drinking that" I rolled my eyes at him heading out the door.
We arrived to the meeting just as it started
Basically Jughead wanted to inform us Archie Andrews was going to join the serpants for protection while in jail.
"Come on Jones! Andrews! Really?!" Sweet Pea slammed his fists on the pool table after the meeting ended
"Look I know he wasnt out favorite guy these last couple of months, but he did keep us from getting kicked out of school and his dad gave us his house when we lost the wyrm. And now his girlfriend gave us this place under Pops. The least we can do is give him protection while in prision" jughead said
I agreed
"I may not have been here for all of this but Jug is right. He helped us so we should help him, Sweets" I put my hand on his shoulder
"Fine. But I'm not gonna be his friend" Sweet Pea pouted. I smiled at his childness.
"Julia! Wanna play?" Toni called pointing to the pool table. I nodded my head and walked over grabbing a stick while Sweets and Fangs went to grab drinks at the bar.
"It's been two months and you guys still sleep in different rooms?" Toni took a shot looking up at me
I sighed
"Yeah. We haven't even talked about getting back together. We have moments where we just freeze and look at each other but nothing else. He flirts with me but only when we are alone. nothing else." I looked over to Sweet Pea having a serious conversation with fangs at the bar.
"What do you think they are going on about?" I nodded towards the guys, Toni shrugged.
Sweet Pea's POV
"Come on dude it's been two months since she's been back and you haven't made a move yet! You live together for Christ sake!"
I sighed at fangs words and shook my head.
"She hasn't made one either. I think we are just best as friends. She doesn't want me anymore." I ran my fingers through my hair.
"With the way that girl looks at you." He pointed to Julia and Toni playing pool.
"There is no way, she doesn't have feelings for you."
I shook my head at Fangs and took a shot.
Julia was playing with Toni for a while and fangs left to hangout with someone else. I was bored so I did what I do best.
Flirt with people who aren't Julia.
Julia's POV
"Unbelievable." We had just finished our last game of pool when I looked over to find Sweet Pea making out with some random girl.
"Julia.." Tears started to form in my eyes I turned away and looked at Toni.
"Just tell him to sleep with her at her house. Tell him don't come home tonight."
And with that I ran out of the basement of pops and headed home.
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Ending the Session (Chapter 1)
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Characters/Ships: Gemshipping (Thief King Bakura/Ryou Bakura); Ryou Bakura, Thief King Bakura, Atem, Yugi Mutuo, Zorc Necrophades
Rating: T
Length: Chapter 1 / 3; 2300 words
Summary:
Into Ryou's lonely apartment comes a spirit, an ancient power that speaks and manifests through the Ouija board kept beneath the bed. It calls itself Tou, and claims to be human. Ryou believes.
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Chapter One: Tou
Ryou Bakura arrived home; his small apartment greeted him with silence, and with the faint scent of his supper simmering in the slow-cooker. He flicked on the light and put down his grocery bags, then set to putting his groceries away. At some point, he reached up to tug the tie out of his hair, letting the white locks tumble down around his shoulders. He didn't bother to work the tangles out with his fingers.
The only sounds were the squeak of the refrigerator door, the rustling of plastic bags, and Ryou's occasional, thoughtful mutters as he tried to find space for milk and whipping cream among plates of thawing puff pastry.
Once the groceries were put away, Ryou checked the personal-sized roast in his slow-cooker, steam bathing his face as he opened the lid. He added in chopped vegetables for the last half-hour of cooking, then went to shower. When he emerged, dressed in a plush house-robe and with damp hair clinging to his neck, he collected his supper and took it to his secondhand dining table.
The meat was tender and delicious, and Ryou hummed softly into the silence as he ate. Still, he thought, perhaps he could add a bit more onion in, next time he fixed the recipe. He answered a couple of texts from friends, phone sitting beside his plate—a question about a shared college class from Jounochi Katsuya; a invite to coffee from Yugi Mutuo; an amusing internet post that Honda Hiroto had forwarded him. He smiled, thinking of his friends.
Ryou finished his dinner; started the dishwasher; sliced himself a generous piece of the creme cake he had made the night before; retreated to his bedroom.
In the hush of his apartment, Ryou sat on his bedroom floor; turned off his lamp. He set his cake down and pulled out a box from beneath his bed. From within the box, he pulled out two pillar candles and lit their already-blackened wicks, then set them up in front of himself. He pulled a woody amulet out from beneath his shirt and let it hang prominently against his chest, then set a notebook and pen beside his cake, within easy reach on his right. Last, he unfolded a worn-out board bearing the alphabet, a set of numeric symbols, a "yes" in the upper left corner, a "no" in the upper right corner, and "goodbye" spelled out at the bottom.
With one hand, he cut himself off a forkful of cake; with the other, he moved the planchette onto the board's "G."
"Hello," he said, into the silence of his apartment. He kept his left hand light on the planchette. "Is anyone here?"
Nothing disturbed the hush; Ryou took a bite of his cake. Any apprehension he had once had about using the Ouija board had faded with time. It was as normal to him, now, as fixing his dinner or taking a shower. He'd lost count of the candle-stubs that had gathered in the bottom of the Ouija board's worn box. Though he knew—and believed, to a greater or lesser extent—that using a Ouija board alone was a bad practice, in general, it was the only way he had ever played with one.
"Hello?" he called again. Some nights, there was no answer. Some nights, the apartment remained silent.
That night was not such a night.
"h-e-l-l-o-t-h-e-r-e"
Ryou felt a smile break onto his face, honestly delighted when the planchette moved slowly across the board. He could feel the presence—long practice had given him some physical sense of it, whenever a spirit answered the board's call. This particular spirit had a somewhat more powerful presence, though the planchette seemed almost cautious, and Ryou shivered.
"Hello!" he said, making an effort to sound friendly. "I'm Ryou—Ryou Bakura! What's your name?"
"im called... tou..." the pointer spelled out.
Ryou felt a thrill travel through him, from his pounding heart and into the fingertips of his left hand. He scribbled down t-o-u in his notebook, with his right hand. "Tou? Nice to meet you!"
"nice... to meet you... ryou..." was the reply, and Ryou's smile grew.
"What are you, Tou? If you don't mind me asking."
The planchette hesitated; Ryou could feel that the spirit hadn't left, but it didn't answer immediately. When it did, it spelled out, "h-u-m-a-n"
While aware that spirits weren't always the most truthful of beings, Ryou was inclined to believe this one. There was something oddly fervent about the answer, and Ryou heard the word as if it had been spoken aloud: human.
"That's nice. So am I."
"h-a-h-a... i would assume so..."
"Have you spoken to the living like this, before?"
"yes... once or twice..."
"Oh? Do you like it?"
"i appreciate the company..."
There was a wryness about the reply, and Ryou laughed aloud. "That's why I do it, too. I like the company. Thank you for answering!"
The planchette was still, for a moment, and then spelled out, "youre odd... different from others ive talked to..."
"Really? How so?"
"n-e-d-j-e-m"
Ryou blinked. He was confident in his ability to read the board, but the word seemed like nonsense. He jotted it down, to be sure, and still couldn't identify it visually: nedjem.
"you live alone..." the spirit spelled out, and it occurred to Ryou suddenly that there was no question mark on the board. He didn't know whether to interpret it as observation or question, but decided to answer it anyway.
"Yes. I moved out of my family's home when I started college."
"no roommate..."
"No."
"friends..."
"Yes!" Ryou was surprised, but genuinely pleased. He'd never had a spirit engage him about his own life, in such a way. There wasn't much to tell, but he was glad to share what there was. "I have some very good friends."
"thats good..."
"Do you have any friends? Wherever you are?" Ryou asked.
"haha... no... no friends for me..."
Ryou felt a stab of sadness. "I'll be your friend, if you'd like."
The planchette moved suddenly, erratically, almost slipping from beneath his hand. Ryou squeaked in surprise, but watched closely; assured himself that the movement was apparently random, not calculated figure-eights or a numerical pattern. The candles flickered.
"youre crazy..." the spirit spelled out, when it had calmed. "what do you think youre doing... making an offer like that..."
"I think I'm making a friend," Ryou said, a bit indignant. "Just because you're a spirit doesn't mean we couldn't be friends."
"and i suppose youve made friends with spirits before..."
"Well, no," Ryou admitted. "I've made contact with spirits before, lots of times, but..."
"but what..."
"But they don't usually come back."
There was a pause. Then, the spirit said, "i cant imagine why..."
Ryou felt heat rise to his face, and tried to convince himself that he wasn't being charmed by a wandering spirit that had appeared at his Ouija board. "I'm not a very interesting person..."
"youre kind though..."
"I-I'm not anything special."
"i beg to differ..."
"You've known me for five minutes!" Ryou objected.
"thats true..." the spirit calling itself Tou replied. "but id like to know you for much longer..."
Ryou pulled up short; realized what he'd just read. "Oh... I mean, of course! Does that mean we'll be friends?"
"sure... if youd like to call us that..."
And again Ryou smiled. "Of course! Glad to be your friend, Tou!"
"glad to be your friend... ryou... well talk again..."
"Do you want me to end the session, then?"
"for now..."
Though slightly saddened, Ryou nodded. "Alright. Is it strenuous, to make contact like this?"
"a bit... im a tired old spirit ryou..."
"How old are you, Tou? If you don't mind me asking."
"three thousand long years"
... ... ...
Ryou lay awake, deep into the night, thinking about the three-thousand year old spirit that called itself Tou. He stared up at his blank ceiling, wondering why the apartment didn't feel as empty as it usually did.
The spirit might not come back... he reflected, no matter what it said...
He hoped Tou would come back. Perhaps, he thought, Tou hadn't even left, after the session had ended.
When morning came, Ryou resisted the urge to pull out the Ouija board; went about his morning routine, instead, in the silence of the apartment. He left for his morning classes, and then worked an uneventful shift at his local bookstore. But when he returned home, he could scarcely be bothered to fix himself a sandwich out of leftovers for supper.
He could feel the spirit's presence, and felt certain that Tou would be there when he pulled out the Ouija board.
He wasn't disappointed.
"hello again ryou..."
"Good evening, Tou! Thank you for answering!"
"its not as if i have much else to do..."
"So, have you been a spirit for three thousand years?"
"ha... well i wasnt alive for three thousand years..."
Ryou huffed. "I guess I meant, well... have you been a wandering spirit for that long?"
"i never made it to the afterlife... if thats what you mean..."
Ryou's eyes widened. "So there is one, in proper? An afterlife?" He hoped such a question didn't apply as inquiring about his own death—a thing to be absolutely avoided when using a Ouija board.
"there is..." was Tou's reply. "anubis guards its gates well... even i have no chance at sneaking in..."
Ryou couldn't tell if the spirit was being tongue-in-cheek; it didn't seem like a serious response, although the board didn't allow for clues like tone or facial expression. "It's not painful, though, is it? Being wherever you are?"
"are you asking if im in hell..."
"No!" Ryou replied. "I mean... I suppose, but that's not why I'm asking. I'm concerned!"
"concerned... about a spirit you just met yesterday..." The planchette moved slowly, and Ryou wondered if it was due to bemusement or derision. But he was certain he could feel Tou's pretense, in the apartment, and it didn't feel spiteful.
"I am. It would bother me, if you were in pain." When the spirit didn't respond, Ryou forged on ahead. "You don't seem like a spirit reaching out from hell, though, or whatever version of the concept of hell actually exists. I imagine a spirit like that would be more... volatile. Even if they weren't abjectly hostile, or bad, existing under those conditions would wear at someone."
"wandering around for three thousand years can wear on someone too..."
"I'm sure it does."
The planchette moved back and forth, just slightly; pensively. Ryou waited patiently for the spirit to speak again, content to feel the gentle rock of the pointer beneath his hands. When the next message finally came through, it was, "i would give anything to be alive again..."
"I'm sure. I'm sorry."
"for what... not you... dont apologize..."
Ryou paused; chose his next words carefully. "I'm sorry you had to die. And I'm sorry this is how we have to meet."
The spirit, too, took a moment to reply. "youre still young... too young to think of death as reality..."
"How old were you when you died, if you don't mind me asking?"
"2-0"
Ryou felt a stab of sadness. "That's how old I am..."
"well... ive still got three thousand years on you..."
Ryou smiled. "That's true, I suppose."
"it wasnt so terribly young... by the standards of when i lived..." The spirit seemed to be musing aloud, and Ryou appreciated being privy to its thoughts. "most only lived to forty... maybe fifty with luck..."
"Where did you live, Tou?"
"somewhere far from here..."
The answer surprised Ryou. The spirit hadn't shied from answering any questions so far—although again, Ryou had to remind himself, the truthfulness of such answers couldn't be taken for granted—so the dodge was unexpected. Ryou decided quickly not to press the matter.
"Do you know why you're wandering? Why you can't find peace? I could try to help, if you wanted..."
"have you done that with other spirits... played medium..."
Ryou shook his head. "No... but I figured I'd offer. If you don't want that, that's fine, too."
Tou was silent for a long moment; Ryou could feel a light pressure on his hands, above the planchette. "no... no i dont want that... i know whats keeping me here and its not a thing you can help me deal with..."
"I can be a sympathetic ear, at least. Do you want to talk about it? The thing that's keeping you here?"
"no"
The answer was abrupt and decisive, and Ryou nodded. "Alright. I'm sorry if I upset you."
"h-a-h-a-h-a-h-a..." The laughter made Ryou blink, surprised. "upset me... no... no... its nothing you did..."
"But you are upset?"
"a little... i told you ryou... im a tired tired old spirit... and talking about things like this... im damn tired..."
"If you want to talk about something else—"
"i cant take much more of this ryou..."
Ryou paused; waited to see if the spirit would elaborate, and then asked, "Much more of what?"
"of being dead... i want to live again... id give anything..."
Ryou's skin prickled with alarm. It was a dangerous thing for a spirit to say. And yet he still felt no malice or aggression from the spirit—only bitterness and exhaustion.
"I'm so sorry, Tou."
"dont... apologize..."
"I'm so sorry..."
The planchette moved aimlessly for a moment, like a restless pacing. Then Tou said, "dont apologize... you are... helping..."
"Thank you, Tou. I appreciate your company, too!"
The planchette was still, although again Ryou could feel the presence lingering in his room. Then, "end the session... for now... im sorry i just... have to rest... a while..."
"Of course." Ryou smiled; tried to infuse his voice with all the affection that might be conveyed by a parting embrace. "Rest well, Tou. I'll talk to you again."
"talk to you... soon..."
"Goodbye."
"goodbye"
#gemshipping#yu-gi-oh#ygo#thief king bakura#ryou bakura#tkb#fanfic#fanfiction#this got out of hand whoops
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I wish i could kill myself. I even wrote a letter. So if i do it then theywill hear my last words. I want to die. And I just wish Icoukd talk with someoneabout iy. Someone who stands next to me and whowill see how much icryand how much i struggle. Someone who will hugmr and just listen. I want to besavedbysomeone but at thesame time i dont want to bothersomeone wiyh it. It bothers people. They dont want to hear this stuff. People want to behappyand i amjust interrupting them. So i will try to seem happy for them. And give them a positive versiin of myself until i am finally gone. I want to thank my sister for being therefor me and that i was the only person for herwhocould stay byherside. I am glade that i made you smile a lot. And j am glade that you love me somuch. I amhappy that i coul help you tobecome such a good woman. You are strong and you dont need me anymore because youfound your love which is enough. I trust this guy so hebetter take care of you ok? You can have all of my stuff. All those things that I had. Please dont throw my art away. It was the only thing that I loved in this world. If it is possible could you please bring it to a place where its safe or where it can stay forever? It doesnt need to be seen by everyone but just...make it last forever. Thank you for staying so strong. You will become stronger after Ileft. Then there wont be amyone who will bother you. Iwont hold you back and iwont causemore trouble. I wont be a useless person anymore who makes everything more difficult. Iam sorrythat i coukdnthelp you more. But i cant do this anymore. My sister is the only person who i can talk to so there arentreally people who i am close to... But yeah Ihave a friend who is called Vigga. He is beautiful and he trieshis fucking best to stay inthis world. I am proudof him. We havent wrote much but he was the only one who coukd calm me down when i wanted to kill myself. He was strong for the others but not himself. I love you. You are amazing and although you always call me brother, I need to tell you that I had a crush on you but I dont know what a crush even is...so i think its wasnt really real. But you willalawys bemy brother. Those drawing where my last gift for you and I hope that you will remember me. The book was beautiful and I want it to be safe. So sister, please take care of itok? ...this is the pointwhere I shoukd be talking abohtmy parents right? Yeah,but there isnt much. Mother you taughtmethat Iwas useless and that I shoukd hide myself from theworld and be afraid. That iwill neverbe good enough. Thank you, i know that now. You tried to make up your mistakes and be a good "mother", but you will never be one to me. For me you are just a woman who came to late to safe me. Your hugsare could and you voice makes me scared. But hey, you can be happy that you at least try to seem like a good person right? But one thing, if you dare to hurt my sister one more time, I will come and kill you because that is what you deserve. You wanted to protect us from "father"? Well but you didn't even consider that you are the one who should be gone. I never loved you. And I don't want to mention my "father" so I will just say that I never had a father but there was a man who made me feel helpless and lose all the hope that I once had inthis world. You make me sick. And if you dare to contact my sister again I will come and kill you too because you fucked the whole family up and you arent even sorry for it. Be ashamed of yourself. Ok and to end it I just want to say that my brother is amazing. I know that you cant read at all but i want to say that its not yourfault for not understanding us. Youstill make a lot of people happy with your big smile.so be proud of it. I am glade that you are here and dont listen to mother. You don't need to change. You are perfect already. You are happy and that is enough, brother. Keep being awesome my lovely brother. I love you so much, although you don't like hugs but its fine. Now that I amdone with my family and my best friend I just want to let say some randomstuff to some people who made me feel something jnthepast. Lina you are an amazing person and I hope that you get your 15 points in each subject. I alwayswanted to belike you. Be popular. Loving yourself. And being comfortable inany kind of area. You alwaysmake the room shine and tthat is awesome. Kira,Jakob, Vic and Nicoli, I haven't got to know you all as much as Lina but you are all really nice people and wish I could have been a part of your group.but i never really was. Maybe you didnt notice my true feelings but ialwzyswishedthat j could run away. I wasnt shy but terrified to live. But yeah. I apologize for not telling you allmy true name, its John. Dont be surpised about it, Lina and Kira already knew it. Oh and Jakob, you still look like Peter Parker from Spiderman. I am kidding butI really like you a lot, youareawesome. And Vic, I think you are thecoolest girl that iever got to know becauseyou are just being you and its amazing. I wish icoukd have open up to youbecause i liked to be around yoh. But i was alwaysto uncomfortable with myself. But because of you iwas able to sometimes say what i reallythink about others or things. You all alwags took it as a jokebut i was always serious. And Nicoli, ok i dont want to make you uncomfortable but i loved youreyes a lot. Icould starre at them and still be impressed. Ok, so i liked your jokes a lot and wish i could have seen how you dance. You are really a beautiful dude and i hope that you and youtwin brother will find happiness... Kira I am sorry that you got to be the last one. Dont bemad at me. Anyway ireally love your art. It was so wonderful and i was always jealous. I wznted to hate you dumb ass were so nice to me so icouldnt hate you.but i amglade that i meet youbecause you are really a sweetheart and i am surprised that you still donthavea boyfriend yet. You are really such an interesting person and I always wanted to bake a cake with you or dance with you. You guys are too awesome and I thankful for the time that you spend with me but i am angry at myslef that you wasted your tine on me. A person who didnt had a face. It wasntworth it. So please forget me. I alwaysthoughtthat icould tell youall my feelings and that iwant todie but i know itwould bejust me being a burden. So i shut up. You all deserved more than what you got from me. I am really sorry. Now I want to talk about a few people who probably donteven think about me. Karsten, it made my day to see you at least once. I loved yoursmile a lot and it made me happy to see you laugh with yohrfriends. I zlways wznted to beyour friend but i know that i am not good enough. Youare amazing and it was a shock for me when youcalled me John before this spanish lesson. I didnt know that you knew about the name...but it made me happy that you just accepted me as a guy although i ha ent even explained myself or said anything. Youjust respected me and yhis made me cry. I had a huge crush on you and wish i hadmore lessons with you. Iwish we could have kissed each kther and I wishyou were my best friend. Since 2016 i liked you. You are awesome but i think you never liked me as muchas ido. Keep being a sunshine. Mia i loved how good you were in volleyball and i wish i was as good as you are. I admired how nice and supportiveyou were. I wish i could have been brave enough to tell youthat i suffer in every sport lessonthat wehad. That iwas embarrassed to go into the girls changing room. That i was sorry to exist. I neverwanted to come but ididnt wanted to make it more difficult forme than it already js.. youare beautiful and i hope you find a good guy. Johanna, i am thankful for the time that youspend with me. Itwas short but it was so.ething. you saw how much i suffered but you didnt ask me why. No you asked but i used an excuse so that idont need to explain myself.WHY DIDNT YOH ASK ME MORE. WHY DIDNT YOU SAW THAT IWANTED TO DIE. Anyway, i think youare a cool girl and i sometimes wished to be yourboyfriend butyou never sawme as a dude. You justsaw the person who tried to be something thatcant even be figured out. My math teacher and my art teacher were really nice to me too. I alwagswanted totell you both that i ddont feel good but ididnt wanted to say what was in my mind. Itwas to muchtk beexplained. But my art teacheralways knew that i wastrans and he saw that j was getting sicker and sickerso why whywhy WHY DIDNT YOUSTOP AND ASK ME. I SAID IT WZS NOTHING BUT YOU KNOW IT WAS A LIE RIGHTright?? Amywag..you both were my favourite teachers and i am happy that yoh were my LK teachers...please just forget me ok? And to finish this.... Hey my dearest friend Sev, Yes i am sick. Yes I have trouble with staying here. But it wasnt because of me beingtrans. It. Wasnt.BECAUSE.OF.THAT. So shut the fuck up. I am dead because of many reasons and everyone in this letter has caused it. Yes you too. Because you left me and decided that yohr religion is more impirtant then our deep relationship. I hate you. Why did you leave? If you werentgonethan this woukdnt happen. But well you alwayscared aboutyourself anyway. I am glade that i helped youto find your way.are you happy? Well probably because you dont need tosee or hang outwith me anymore. Guess what iwillbe gone from this world too haha so youdknt need to be afraid to see me i thecity or street! Are you haply now? Good luck with yourlife. And Bas, I am glade that wehad a good ti.e together.yoh were honest and brave. I admire that. Be happy. I dont know anyone else who I know in real life so let me talk about you gugs here. @fallcter i am gladethat you are here and that you wanted tohelp me. My blog is useless andso am I. Ihope that youwill get better soon.idonthave hope for myself but you will make it. @snow-wiz20 thank you for cheeringme up when i felt lonely and messed up. I dont knowhow to thank you..but i am sorrythag i wasted your time and I hooe that you dknt have to gothrough thesame thing as me... @nouga-agathe-zed hay ehm, i am really glade that iwasable to get to know yoh, itwas interestingto meet sucha person and i wish icoukd have been a better person.i wishi was more funny and thatiwas more joyful....what youdo it amazibgand yourart is nicetoo...i am sorry that i took qso much time from you and i hope that your life will be nottoo stressful.. This is not a suicide note...it seems like one right? Haha yeah...i needed to say it I am sorry if j worried everyone but i just need toqay stuff like this I dont know when i wi b gone so j alreadg wrote this..i am sorry Dont beworried about me
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Imagine being prince Caspians best friend and constantly arguing with edmund but slowly falling for him.
When youd first met youd held a knife to edmunds throat. You were caspians personal guard and had protected him all his life. From them on you and edmund had constantly butted heads, arguing over battle strategies and tactics even over seats at a table. You were both so similar and dominant there was nothing you agreed on. However over the weeks you began to realise how similar you and edmund were. You had a lot in common and got on much better with your guards down. Your soon developed feelings for the king but refused to tell him. You were scared he wouldnt return your feelings, you had hated each other to begin with. You ignored it, pushing Edmund away to try and make it easier but it only made the two of you miserable. Youd kept all your feelings bottled up successfully until in battle you saw edmund injured and surrounded by the enemy and couldnt do it any longer.
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Edmund stood panting in the middle of the battle field. People were fighting everywhere and edmunds arm was injured so he could barely hold his shield. There were hardly any narnias, the battle wasnt going well. Edmund took a deep breath as he was a group of people running at him. He raised his sword when a figure sprinted infront of him. The figure took the enemy by suprise and much as edmund and slew them in seconds but not without inflicting themself. Only when you turned around did edmund realise it was you. “What are you doing” you yelled “standing there like that!”. “Y/n” edmund yelled spotting the gash on your arm “your hurt!”. “You need to be more careful” you yelled “im only grazed its fine”. “No its not! Why did you do that!”. “Because your injured, you needs to retreat now!”. “And leave you out here no way”. “Ed im fine”. “No youre not if you were killed id never forgive myself”. In anger you grabbed him and kissed him. He kissed you back wrapping his arms around you. Someone crashed into you and you jumped up and slew the person. Edmund stood up to see you over the corpse. “I cant loose you either edmund, Ill be fine” you grinned “but do me a favour and keep yourself safe?”. He sighed “promise me you’ll turn back if anything goes wrong”. “I will i promise” you nodded and you ran straight into the battle.
Edmund found you after the battle. Limping towards the base, your left side a bloody mess. “Y/n” he yelled running to you. You smiled as his arms wrapped around you. “What happened?”. “War” you smirked an he shook his head “how can you laugh?”. “Well i cant very well cry can i?”. Edmund hugged you and you smiled as he picked you up. “You shouldve stayed back”. “You might me my king but i dont take orders from you” you smirked. Edmund shook his head and grinned “god you make me crazy ”. “Good” you replied kissing his cheek. “Try again” edmund smiled kissing your lips.
“I have to go” edmund told you. “Right away?” You asked “do you have to go now?”. He sighed nodding “my family want to go back and i kinda understand after the war we fought”. You sighed but wouldnt let your emotions show, youd do that after Edmund was gone. “Come with me” he said suddenly. “What?“ you asked. “Come with me” he smiled he took your hand and traced the bandage you still had on from the battle. “I love you y/n and i never want to be parted from you, you wanted to see my world so come with me, i promise me and you will have many more adventures and i will keep you safe ”. “But this world is barbaric” you frowned “i can solve any argument with a fight and just run off when i want, your worlds so much more civilised, so much more commitment”. Edmund nodded “it is but that doesnt mean its bad, its nice when people know you, when your wanted somewhere”. “But Caspian” you sighed “i cant leave me best friend”. “You can if he wants to see you be happy” a voice spoke and you turned to see caspian. “Cas?” You asked “you cant be serious”. “Y/n” he smiled taking your arm “you deserve to be happy, i want you to do this because i know youll thrive there, your amazing and i want you to show the humams just how much”. “But you…” you said tears in your eyes. Caspian wrapped his arms around you and you buried your head in his neck. “Cas i love you, ive never been without you”. He smiled “i know y/n, god ill miss you but because i love you ive got to let you do this, you know you’ll always wonder what if if you dont”. You smiled “but cas…youre all ive ever known, j protected you that was my job”. “You dont have any job now though, apart from to be happy and i dont see anyone who makes you happy like Edmund”. You smiled looking at edmund “i know” you said the lowering your voice “im scared though”. “Well theres a first time for everything” he smiled “embrace it y/n, it means it real”. You hugged caspian and nodded “lets do it”.
“Its all arranged” aslan told you “your transition into their world will be smooth”. “Thankyou aslan” you smiled stepping towards the portal. The penesives said their goodbye ans you turned to caspian. “Ill miss you cas”. He smiled “your going to be amazing with edmund, he’ll look after you”. “I know he will” you grinned. You took edmunds hand and leg go of caspian. “Youre omay with this” edmund asked. You nodded “lets go” stepping through the portal.
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