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GO BACK | NEXT LEVEL 🔒 | theme song: new divide - linkin park

player zero: level one

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴛᴀQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ — ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴ — ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʀᴛᴜᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ (ᴠʀ) ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱ ᴠᴇɢᴀꜱ ꜱᴘʜᴇʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱʜᴏᴡ.

I remember black skies, the lightning all around me.

disclaimers: 18+, psychological thriller, blood, violence, sexual themes, swearing, reader interacts with the st characters, eddie falls for reader who goes by “zero/000, player zero”, reader’s gender identity isn’t specified but does have a vagina, unintentional plot divergence, upside down exists, vecna/001/henry exists, everything is basically canon until reader shows up… 😳, joseph quinn cameo at the end | pairing: eddie munson x reader x joseph quinn

a/n: enjoy everyone! i’m sorry this took so long to come out but i am committed to only releasing my best work to you guys 🩶 i hope you all enjoy level 001!!

[WC: 2.0k words]

“Player Zero…do you copy?”

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By the grace of your headset, you begin to scan the dark, almost void-like, aperture that’s hijacked your surroundings.

“Copy,” you report back to James.

“Excellent.”

Everything around you is black, a noisy puddle sits at your feet. The room is crisp from the AC, and the props smell like rubber tires. And soon, with a push of a button, you will come face to face with the Mind Flayer, saving everyone from this ill-fated town once and for all.

You can’t believe this. What thousands will pay to do, you get to experience for free, having been one of the few selected to try out the new Stranger Things: Virtual Reality Game at the Las Vegas Sphere. (Not to mention, you're the biggest Stranger Things fan in your hometown and quite possibly the biggest Joseph Quinn fan in the state of Nevada).

Eddie's death left you completely shattered. He just fit in so well with the older members of the party that you were almost certain the Duffers would keep him around. But to your despair, alongside many others, they did what they do best and killed off another fan favorite.

But there was something beautiful that came out of Eddie's death. Because of Stranger Things 4, Joseph Quinn has been getting booked for acting gigs left and right, getting asked to come to fan conventions, and you were able to find a community on Tumblr who shared the same love for him and Eddie Munson, and with that notion alone, means the silly metalhead lives on through you guys.

Your dream is to meet Joe one day. You’ve been frantically saving up for the day you get to hug him and thank him for everything he’s done for you and others. Whenever that may be. Until then, all you could do is support his work and contribute to all of his supporting franchises. Much like this one.

“I can’t wait to tell all my mutuals all about this game,” you think to yourself.

James permits you to walk around in order to adapt to your environment. You’re already planning what to tell your friends based on your observations so far. But since pictures aren't allowed, your phone remains in your back pocket for the time being.

“Alright Player Zero,” your guide further instructs you. “You’re going to walk through the gate. And from there the game will begin.”

“And what if I need to pee?”

The comment earns you a chuckle from James. “That’s fine. You’ll just have to take your headset off and call out to me.”

James asks you if you have any other questions. You couldn’t help yourself.

“Will I interact with any characters? Like Eddie?”

“No Eddie unfortunately, it’s primarily the Mind Flayer,” James answers honestly. “Goal of the game is to fight the monster.”

“Understood,” you pout in disappointment.

“Hey but I’ll be surprised if you run into anyone though,” James laughs. “Tell ‘em I say hi if you do.”

Just then, a neon orange projection appears from the corner of your eyes, followed by some squelching noises that gnaw uncomfortably at your ears. And as you get closer to it, you can hear the shrieks of some very familiar, unearthly creatures.

“Walk through the gate now, Zero,” James instructs you.

You take a deep breath, a little scared at how vivid the graphics are but reassuring yourself that all of this is just a game.

“Walking,” you report.

Hobbling into the gate, the synthetic warmth massages your ankle as you squeeze your way on in. You land on the bottom tier, a floor below the floor you started on... one that you weren't aware existed until you continued to walk around.

“This isn’t so bad,” you mutter to yourself.

Just then, the noise around you cuts off and your headset broadcasts to black.

Tssssss.

Unsure whether or not this was part of the game, you continue to tread around the nothingness that is around you. Holding your arms out to keep your balance doesn’t seem to help, because the more you graze onto nothing, the more panicked you become.

This is odd. Where’s the Mind Flayer?

“James?!” you call out, your heart nearly beating out of your chest now.

Nothing.

Suddenly, obnoxious TV static overpowers your headspace. It’s accompanied by lightheadedness, the brightness of it all mercilessly stinging your eyes, and the high-pitched feedback noise that soon fills your ears is probably enough to make you go deaf for the day. Great, now you know why this is a trial run.

“James!” you hiss again quietly. “Anyone?!”

No response. You were never warned about this part. Was this even supposed to happen?

Absolutely frustrated now, you reach for your headset to get out of the game yourself. But to your surprise, you’re stunned to have gotten two palms full of your hair, and part of your face. There was no headset on your head. You’re walking in a void of nothingness, with no one around to help you.

“I need to pee…” is your final attempt to connect with somebody.

The ear-piercing, scratching sounds start up once again. This time grainier, louder. It continues for a while as you run around in a panic before halting to complete radio. silence.

“Wh-” you pant. “What’s happeni-”

JOLT!

“OH SHIT!”

You’re then met with an abrupt, devastating PUSH that sends you flying across the room and down — what you could only describe as — an endless black hole. Your hand clutches at your chest as an attempt to soothe yourself. You’re almost sure your heart stopped for a minute due to absolute shock.

SMACK!

In a millisecond, your body lands on a prickly patch that you soon make up to be loose straws of hay. Blending into the scenery now is that of a remote grass field, with the smell of fresh trees and newly cut blades of grass dancing around your nose.

You can’t think of any place in Las Vegas that would have a barren field like this. Nor can you think of a town nearby with this much of a Midwestern flare, this much empty — and grassy — land, and this much Kodak green undertone to its atmosphere. Unless…

It can’t possibly be. Are you in Hawkins?

You're standing around like an idiot trying to figure out how this could've possibly happened.

You knew this experience was 'all-immersive', but judging by the description, you were supposed to be taken to the Upside Down... and the backwoods by Reefer Rick's hideout was a long commute from. Was this Mind Fight going to be after-the-fact?

Trudging towards Reefer Rick’s now, you begin to think of other ways to get James' attention. But when you hear the faint voice of someone else coming from inside the abandoned lake house, suddenly getting out of the game becomes less of a priority.

“Eddie…” the familiar voice softly commands.

Eddie?

The voice you register belongs to no one other than Gaten Matarazzo, or Dustin Henderson in this sense. But that’s impossible, you think to yourself. James said that there were no characters in the game.

“We are on... your side...”

Oh, it’s this scene. Peaking through the door that was open a mere three inches, you're stunned to see the four dimensional manifestations of the characters you've grown to love right in front of your very eyes.

IMPOSSIBLE.

It's them. You almost stumble backwards when you see Sadie Sink and Maya Hawke alongside Gaten; and despite having their backs towards you, you know it is for sure them, and not some workers hired to play the part.

Your eyes travel to the corner of the room. Very much to your surprise, evident by the butterflies in your stomach, you're met with Joe Keery as Steve Harrington, and Joseph Quinn... the love of your life... in the flesh... your Eddie. Both characters are too focused on each other to even register your presence. If they are even able to see you at all.

You continue to be the fly on the wall while taking a few collected deep breaths. There's no way that they're in front of you right now. There's no way a whole SCENE from the show is panning out in front of you right now. Almost as if it's real time.

“I swear on my mother!” Gaten Dustin continues, trying to reason with Eddie so he can drop the knife and let go of Steve. He turns to the others for help.

“Right?! Guys?!”

“Yes, yes we swear,” the party clamors together in attempts to calm Eddie down.

“On Dustin’s mother,” Maya Robin attempts.

“Yeah, Dustin’s…Dustin’s mother…”

Keery’s voice is strained as he gulps in fear. Reasonably so, because there’s a knife pointed at his throat in this scene.

You clear yours at the doorway, causing everyone to deadpan to you in shock. So they can see you. And sure enough when this happens, that’s when your gaze lands on him. And his gaze lands on you.

It’s insane. It’s like you are looking Joseph Quinn in the eyes, but at the same time, it’s not him. It is literally — Eddie Munson. He's even more beautiful than you imagined.

“On Dustin’s mother?” you speak.

“Jesus, where did YOU spawn from?!” Gaten Dustin exclaims.

“Who’s that?” Sadie Max wonders.

“I…don’t know,” Maya Robin answers.

Immediately, Dustin runs to shield Eddie from your sight. But it’s already too late. And plus, Eddie’s eyes have already met yours. Studied yours.

“I’m…” you speak. “I’m here to help.”

You figured while James figures out what the actual fuck is wrong, that you’d interact with the characters. They’re right in front of you after all, and actually responding.

"I'm Zero..." you explain to them. "I'm not... I'm not from here, but I know a hell of a lot about this place. A lot more than you guys think."

“You know about what’s going on around here?” Robin inquires.

You nod. “And I know part of who is behind it all, and what we can do to stop him.”

"H...him?"

Eddie's timid stare pierces straight into you. It's enough for your knees to buckle, but you know you have to keep yourself collected otherwise the projections of these characters would probably freak out at you.

You hear a tiny thud sound against the wooden floor. Eddie has dropped the knife. Breathing a sigh of relief now, Steve sinks to the ground to gather himself. Meanwhile, a small circle gathers around you.

“There are… greater forces at bay,” you explain. “And it goes way beyond what you know about the demogorgons, the shadow monster, the Mind Flayer… There’s this... really powerful warlock…and a shadow that looms over him to do some really horrible things. And it’s not who you’d expect.”

“You know about those too?” Steve asks.

You nod. Eddie only seems more confused.

"A lot more than you know..." you warn him. "Trust."

"What else do you know about?" Dustin questions.

"I know about Eleven, and Will," you answer. "And how they're safer in California than here, but that doesn't necessarily exempt them from danger."

They all exchange looks with one another.

You can't help but look over at Eddie again.

"I know what happened to Chrissy," you say to him. He looks back up at you. "She's that nice girl from the middle school talent show, right?"

"I left her there," is all he says. He knows you understand what he meant by it. "I'm just a coward."

"You're not a coward, Eddie. Nothing you could've done could've prevented what happened at the trailer."

“Zero…” Dustin whispers to himself. Then he looks up at you with suspicion. Pointing an accusatory finger at you, he says, "How do we know you weren't sent by Hawkins Lab to spy on us?! You're a number after all."

"I'm not a number from the lab, trust me," you roll your eyes, slightly annoyed at Curly and his superstition. But it makes sense. "I don't even know Eleven, okay? Just think of me as... a guardian. From another universe. I think I was sent here to help you guys. I know how this shit ends, after all."

“How does it end?” Eddie asks you. “F-for us? For me?”

You turn to him in anguish.

“Not well, I’m afraid,” you respond honestly. “But if you guys are open to my help, I can get us out of this mess unscathed. Build up some leeway.”

You turn to Max who only seems to be backing further away from you. It's definitely in her character to do so, Maxine has always struggled to ask for help. But you know, deep down in those fearful blue eyes, she wants your help as much as she wants to run away from it.

"And we're gonna break you out of that curse," you say to her.

You're no expert on the laws of space-time, but it doesn't take a scientist to realize that you're in a different Hawkins reality. And knowing there are countless outcomes and experiences for existence, you can make this reality your own.

Which means, if you choose to stay in this 'game', and play the cards correctly, the Eddie standing directly in front of you has a second chance at life.

Now’s your chance to fix it. And experience an altered timeline. You don't know how this is possible, but it is. And after all, the Rule of Probability states, "the probability of an impossible event is Zero."

“If you guys want to save everyone in Hawkins, including Eddie and Max, you guys have to do EXACTLY what I say do you understand?”

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Real Eyes, Fake Lies (Part Two)

Pairing: soulmate!Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: angst, Hanahaki!AU, mentions of death, mild suggestion of self-harm but nothing happens, swearing, lots of crying and feelings , lots of plot this chapter.

Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?

A/N: Thank you all so much for all the love on part one! I do apologize at how long it’s taken for this one to come out, it’s been a hectic last few weeks with Svt’s anniversary and my birthday 🥰 I hope you all enjoy and please feel free to send me an ask to talk about the fic if you’d like! - Tae 💜✨

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Jihoon’s ears hadn’t stopped ringing since he left your place 30 minutes ago, and although his home is only a 5 minute walk from yours, he couldn’t find it in himself to go home just yet. He had paced around the block twice and walked to a nearby park to sit under a tree and let his thoughts marinate. His stomach was in knots, hands shaky, and he couldn’t stop the tears from falling down his cheeks. To make himself feel better, he believed that this was because of your overwhelming emotions, not his. The weather was in his favor, the rain hiding the fact that he was crying openly in public. He had let his eyes wander at the new world around him as he gathered his thoughts in an attempt to remember the simple colour theory he learnt as a child. The grass was green, the sky was blue, the roses were red. His mind was sent into overdrive, still being unwillingly attacked with your heavy heart and heaving sobs rising up his body, but he knew he just had to bear it.

Jihoon was knocked out of his thoughts when his phone vibrated for the upteenth time. He sighs out of pure frustration as he looks at the screen, wincing internally as he reads through the barrage of texts from Soonyoung and one of his 3 housemates, Wonwoo.

Wonwoo🎮: yo where you at? min and soonyoung are here, we’re gonna do a game night.

Wonwoo🎮: soon said you were walking y/n home? I’ll save you a spot in the next round of Uno.

Soonyoung 🐯: hey, is everything okay? y/n shot me a text and said she left early. where are you?

Soonyoung🐯: you were supposed to be back at yours 20 minutes ago?? wons is getting worried.

Soonyoung🐯: okay if you don’t answer me in 5 minutes I’m coming to look for you.

Wonwoo 🎮: where are you, jihoon?

Prettyy/n✨ wants to send you a message.

Jihoon feels his heart jump at your Instagram request, and swipes away all of his texts to check the request. Oh god, what if you’ve outed him? What if you’re going to go on a plot of revenge to get back at him for breaking your heart by telling everyone that he’s your soulmate? What if-

Prettyy/n✨: nothing happened. you didn’t walk me home, you didn’t even meet up with me at the working bee. I texted you and told you that I had to leave early and I ran into my soulmate on the way home but they wanted nothing to do with me. you and ji-ah are safe, I won’t tell anyone. I promise. if soonyoung pesters you, tell him you didn’t even see me today. your relationship is safe, nothing will be spilled, just like you want. bye, jihoon.

Prettyy/n✨: and please stop feeling bad. it’s making me feel sick.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Jihoon simply likes the message sent by you to acknowledge that he’s seen it and silently thanks you in his head and starts to wipe his slowing tears. He frowns slightly when he feels his stomach twist again, but he chooses to ignore it. He can put this whole thing behind him now and focus on his relationship with Ji-ah, soulmates be damned. Should he feel bad for breaking your heart? Absolutely. And don’t get him wrong, he does, but you can get over it now and grow from it. Now you both are blessed with a world of colour, you can both benefit from it, he thinks to himself.

“Where the hell have you been?!” Soonyoung is on Jihoon as he steps into his house, shaking off his jacket and placing it on the coat rack by the front door.

“You know I like the rain, Soonyoung,” Jihoon lies easily, shaking his wet hair over him to get him to back off successfully. “Why are you even here, anyway?”

“Minnie had to work on a theatre assignment with Jun, so I thought I’d hang with you and the lovebirds while they worked.” He smiles as Jihoon looks down the hall to see the lovebirds in question, Wonwoo and Mingyu, sitting by the coffee table in the living room setting up playing cards. Jun and Seokmin are at the dining room table in an intense brainstorm session, writing down their ideas onto a book placed in the middle of the table.

“Sorry for not warning you I’d be back late, Wonwoo.” Jihoon calls out as he walks into the living room, standing close to the fireplace to warm himself up from the cold rain. The house looks weird now he can see what it looks like in technicolour, he thinks.

Wonwoo simply waves him off as Mingyu stays comfortably nestled against his soulmate's side. Jihoon eyes them for a moment before Seokmin and Jun make their way into the living room, talking about a well deserved break from their 20 minutes of brainstorming.

“Hi again, hyung!” Seokmin waves with a smile, settling down on the couch beside Jun comfortably. “Are you going to play this round?”

Just as Jihoon is about to respond, Soonyoung’s phone starts to ring.

“You start the round without me, it’s Cheollie hyung.” He smiles and Jihoon feels his stomach drop instantly. Oh, fuck. Soonyoung presses the phone to his ear with a cheery “hyung~” as he steps out of the room, his voice trailing into the front room as he walks.

“Actually, you guys start without me too,” Jihoon stammers out, suddenly feeling sick. “I need to go shower and warm up so I don’t get…”

He trails off as he watches Seokmin’s face begin to change, a look of fear covering his features. His gaze follows where his soulmate has walked off to, and he starts to rise from his spot on the couch. “Something’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Mingyu asks quietly.

Jihoon feels a sense of dread wash over him as Soonyoung steps back into the room, immediately rushing to collect his backpack.

“Darling, what’s happened?” Seokmin is at his side in a flash, Soonyoung’s breathing increasing rapidly.

“I-I don’t know. Cheol just said th-that something’s happened to Y/N,” he throws his backpack over his shoulder. Jihoon winces, holding his stomach as the overwhelming urge to cry comes back to him in full force. “I gotta go to her.”

“I’ll come with you!”

Soonyoung is quick to take his soulmate’s hands in his own. “It’s okay babe, you need to study with Jun anyway. Cheol said she’s really overwhelmed right now and he thinks only I can help.”

“I hate that you’re right,” Seokmin whined, giving him a quick peck on the lips. “Text me when you find out what’s happened?”

“Of course. Sorry, guys, I’ll join next time.” He waves quickly before rushing out the door and running in the direction of your home.

“Oh god, I hope she’s okay.” Seokmin sighs as he slumps on the couch, Mingyu now sitting up beside him.

“What do you think has happened?” He asked quietly.

“Honestly?” Seokmin frowns to himself. “I don’t know. I haven’t felt Soonie feel that worried before in a long time. The last time he was that bad was when he couldn’t find Y/N on the 3 year anniversary of her mother’s passing.”

“Passing?” Jihoon looks at him. “How did she pass?”

“She never really told us much…” he sighed. “All she would say is that when she was eleven, her father got caught by Seungcheol cheating on their mother with another woman and he just upped and left. According to Cheol, their mother fell apart, she was in love with him for over 20 years, how could you not?… and on top of that, she got Hanahaki.”

A soft gasp from Jun was the only thing that could be heard in the hushed room, Jihoon’s teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He only thought Hanahaki was a myth, a silly story told by people to scare them into loving their soulmates.

“That’s why Soonie’s family took them in.. their mother only lasted 3 months after he left them. Y/N was the one who found her. Cheol said she didn’t sleep for days, and whenever she did, it was only for a few hours at a time. She had recurring nightmares that he and Soonie would help her through.”

“Poor girl. I guess that’s why Soonyoung has always been so protective of her.” Wonwoo mumbled thoughtfully, hand slipping into Mingyu’s and squeezing.

“She literally loved that man so much and he just threw it all back in their faces and legitimately killed his soulmate.” Seokmin grumbled, staring at the table in front of him. “And he didn’t even want Cheol or Y/N after everything. He’s a selfish bastard.” He hissed. “Fucking coward. That’s where Y/N went on the third year of her passing. She left to go to her fathers house to tear him a new one. Fucker deserved it, too. I don’t really know what happened, but all Soonyoung tells me is that he had a new family. She never tried to look for him again after that.”

Jihoon sinks quietly to the floor by the fire, hugging his knees. All he feels is shame, and now, dare he says it, worry for you. He really fucked this up, and it only had just begun.

A gentle knock sounds through your bedroom as you laid your head back against the wall tiredly. It had been an hour since you discovered the migraine of the brightly coloured world around you, and you still sat in the dark corner of your bedroom, albeit more quieter now than the last time Cheol had checked on you. You had stopped crying half an hour ago, now only feeling numb inside. When you insisted to your brother that you were fine and wanted to be alone, he had respected your wishes and left only after giving you a hard hug, and the promise that he’d be with you in a heartbeat whenever you called.

“What?” You mumble, eyes closed.

“It’s me.” You hear the door close behind Soonyoung, his footsteps drawing closer.

“What do you want.” You keep your eyes shut, knowing you’d fall apart if you saw your best friend in front of you. “Why aren’t you with Seokmin?”

“Bug…” he ignores your question, your body almost recoiling back in shock as his warm palms gently rest over your wrists, turning them over for a moment, seemingly checking you for anything abnormal before placing your hands gently into your lap. “Please look at me?” Soonyoung’s hand softly reaches up to cradle your cheek. You shake your head quickly, feeling the tears well up behind your eyelids.

“You should be with your soulmate, S-Soon.” You stutter, hands reaching up to rub over your eyes aggressively. “W-why are you even here?”

“Bug, what happened?” His thumb swipes over a stray tear that slipped down your cheek. Your eyes finally open to be face to face with your worried best friend, his big brown eyes filled with worry.

You hiccup, take a heavy breath, and open your mouth. Soonyoung waits patiently, still holding your cheek. As you attempt to speak, all that leaves your lips is a hard sob before your arms snake around his waist, your face burying into his shoulder. His hand reaches up to run through your hair, the other rubbing soothing circles up and down your back.

“Oh, Bug..” he sighs, squeezing you to his chest. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.”

“You shouldn’t.” You whimper, the shoulder of Soonyoung’s shirt growing damp. “You should be with M-Min.”

“But then no one would be here for you, silly.” He cooed, brushing your hair through his fingers delicately.

“Exactly.”

“Don’t be silly.” Soonyoung tries to lift the mood, jostling you in his arms slightly. “Until you get your soulmate, you are stuck with me.” You only sob harder, gripping his sweater tightly as he slowly stops his movements, his mind slowly catching up. “… Bug? Did you…”

“They didn’t want me, Soon.” You whimper, squeezing him closer.

“I swear, I’ll kill whatever fucker who did this.” Soonyoung had left your room after letting you cry in his arms for two hours, eventually letting the exhaustion finally catch up with you and drift you off into a dreamless sleep. He was now pacing in the kitchen, anger growing inside him.

“I’m right behind you.” Seungcheol growled, sitting at the dining table with his chin resting against the top of his intertwined hands. His leg was shaking under the table, watching his friend pace in front of him.

“How the fuck could they do that to her?” He barked, hitting his fist on the breakfast bar. “All the girl has ever wanted was to be loved, and the one fucker who was literally made to be that person to love her doesn’t want her?!”

“Did she tell you who it was?” Jeonghan asked quietly as his hand gently rubbed circles into his soulmate’s back. He could feel Cheol’s anger bubbling inside him more and more as the time went on.

“No. She’s protecting them. I don’t know why. Fucker doesn’t deserve to be protected.” Soonyoung grumbled.

“Being angry isn’t going to solve anything, babe.” Seokmin sighed, leaning against the bar. “All we can do is be there for her and support her.”

“What if she gets..-”

“She won’t.” Seungcheol rises quickly from his seat. “We won’t let it happen. It only happens if she’s in love, she’s nowhere near that stage yet.”

It’s late in the middle of the night and no matter how hard he tried, Jihoon just couldn’t get to sleep. The pain in his stomach had finally settled for a few hours, and he concluded that Soonyoung had caught up to you, calmed you down and helped you finally fall asleep. Seokmin’s words about your life kept repeating in his head and ate at his mind until he finally couldn’t take it anymore, reaching for his phone and wincing at the brightness as he opened up his search bar.

“What is Hanahaki?”

What? He frowns deeply to himself, as if trying to reason with his soul. Whether I like it or not, she is going to be a part of my life. I might as well learn now.

“Hanahaki is a disease contracted due to an unrequited romantic love. It is manifested in the form of flowers, which root themselves against the victim’s lungs that cause them to cough up petals and in some extreme cases, whole flowers.”

Jihoon’s thumb slowly scrolled through the information page, coming to a stop at a subheading.

“What is the Cause of Hanahaki?”

“The main cause of Hanahaki is when a victim’s soulmate does not reciprocate the romantic feelings harbored for them.”

“Is There a Cure?”

“In extreme cases there is a possibility that the victim is eligible for surgery to remove the blockage in the lung. The consequence to removal is the victim losing all feelings and memories in regards to their soulmate, and to never be able to feel romantic love ever again. As cases recorded show the victim’s refusal to lose their love, most cases result in death.”

That’s why her mother passed. Jihoon frowns to himself. If she had the surgery, she would have lost all memories of her kids.

He should be safe. You’re not in love with him. You have always known of Jihoon but never have had to spend time with him. You’re not gonna die from this. Who knows? Maybe Jihoon could find a way to get you two to be friends. He has known of some soulmates who keep their relationship platonic and it working out. He could try in a few weeks to press the idea to you.

A tightness builds in his chest, confusing running through his head. It’s - Jihoon checks the time on his phone - 3 in the morning, what is going-

He hiccups and feels tears start filling his eyes. In a matter of seconds, he’s feeling the urge to once again start sobbing and seek comfort.

This is going to be a long night.

Jihoon grows concerned when it has been over a week and he hasn’t seen you around campus. He keeps a subconscious eye out for you in common areas where you’re known to be with Seokmin or Soonyoung, but he only ever finds the two soulmates together. Soonyoung has been more withdrawn, Jihoon notices, but whenever asked by Wonwoo or Jun in passing, Soonyoung just waves them off. Jihoon wouldn’t tell anyone he knows the real reason.

Over the course of the week, like clockwork, Jihoon gets woken up in the middle of the night to pains in his chest and wet cheeks. It doesn’t take him long to figure out that you’re making sure he is asleep before you let out all your pent up emotions, which makes him feel even worse.

Ji-ah doesn’t notice anything wrong with her boyfriend, or if she does, she doesn’t say. She spends every lunch break at Jihoon’s table they share with Wonwoo, Mingyu, Jun and Jun’s classmate from dance class, Chan. Jihoon puts up a good front when with Ji-ah. He can’t walk on eggshells around her or she will get suspicious and he can’t lose her for a girl he barely knows. He smiles with his arm draped over his girlfriend’s shoulder, eating a mouthful of rice when he almost chokes on his food as he sees you walk into the cafeteria for the first time in over a week.

Soonyoung and Seokmin are on either side of you, talking animatedly about something that Jihoon can’t quite hear. He frowns when he takes a good look at you. You look paler than normal; even with his new perspective with colour he can tell you shouldn’t be this white. You have bags under your eyes and your hair is pulled back in a high ponytail atop your head, a pink ribbon tying it together. His eyes follow where you’re looking to see theater majors Boo Seungkwan and Yoo Jeongyeon at a table two spaces down from them.

“Finally!!” Seungkwan grins excitedly as he jumps up from the table, meeting you halfway as he pulls you in for a tight hug. “I’ve been dying without you in class. There’s only so much Lee Seokmin you can tolerate.” He whines as you let out a soft laugh.

“Imagine living with him.” You giggle as Seokmin responds with a ‘Yah!’ and a swat to your arm.

“Are you feeling better?” Seungkwan leads you to sit down beside him, Soonyoung flanking your other side and Seokmin joining Jeongyeon. “You still look pretty pale, Bug.”

“Ah, I’m getting there.” You feigned a laugh, waving him off as Jeongyeon reaches across the table and takes your hands in hers.

“I’m so glad you’re back.” She cooed. “A week is too long to be ill. I’ll hurt whoever gave you the flu and make sure they never do it again.” She smiled.

“I missed you too, Jeongs.” You smiled as you glanced at Seungkwan. “Fill me in on what’s happened in class. Have I missed much?”

Jihoon forces himself to stop listening then, shaking his head slightly before trying to tune back into the conversation his table was having, which currently was a discussion between Wonwoo and Chan over a certain video game that was just released.

“Okay, so, I’ve got some dress ideas I’m going to get made for Formal and I need a girl’s opinion.” Jeongyeon grinned, passing her iPad over to you.

You take the iPad and look over the 3 options of dresses with scribbles and annotations all over them as Seungkwan waves his chopsticks.

“Yah! I told you the style of number 2 would look SO good on you! Why do you need someone else’s opinion?”

“I don’t trust your judgment.” She glares as Seungkwan gasps and smacks his chest.

“Oh heaven forbid I can’t give a good opinion!” He whines as Soonyoung covers his mouth with a low chuckle, clearly not wanting to be involved in the bickering.

“I think the red suits you best.” You speak quietly. “The blue clashes with your skin tone too much and the dark green looks too wedding-y.”

You’re met with a prolonged silence from the table as you come face to face with your two classmates staring at you as if you’ve grown a second head.

“What?” You deadpanned.

“Are you telling me..” Jeongyeon whispered.

“It happened?” Seungkwan gasped.

“Mm.” You mumble, pushing the iPad across the table. “It’s not a big deal.”

“UMM?” Jeongyeon balked. “Not a big deal?! You’ve only been dreaming about this day for the last 20 years of your life!” She squealed, taking your hands tightly. “I’m so happy for you!”

The commotion at the table draws the attention of Jihoon’s housemates, who turn to look over at you, who is now sinking down in your seat, Soonyoung’s hand pressing on your back.

“What’s happened?” Mingyu called over.

“Y/N can see colours!” Jeongyeon responds excitedly.

Jihoon’s stomach drops, and he knows that it wasn't you this time. His knee starts to bounce slightly as he keeps an eye on you, the others at his table getting up to congratulate you.

“It really isn’t a big deal, guys.” You mumble.

“Are you kidding? This is amazing news!” Seungkwan cheered, Mingyu joining him.

“We know how much you’ve wanted this, Bug!” Mingyu smiles, ruffling your hair. “Tell us everything!”

“There’s nothing to tell.” You look away, reaching to take a bite of your sandwich.

“What?” Jeongyeon frowned, trying to get in your line of sight. “What’s gotten into you? I thought you’d be excited about this..”

“I would’ve been excited if they wanted me back.”

“Oh.. Bug, I’m-”

“Yeah, so forgive me if I’m not happy about being rejected by my soulmate.” You hiss bitterly, feeling the sting of tears burning your eyes.

“Oh the poor thing.” Ji-ah whispers to her boyfriend, eyebrows furrowed. She leans her head against his shoulder, and Jihoon just watches on.

“So what?” Seungkwan’s question shocked the others as you looked back at him in surprise.

“Huh?”

“So your soulmate doesn’t want you.” Seungkwan takes your hand in his. “You don’t need them now to see the beauty around you. You have us, don’t you?” He nudges your side. “And you have been blessed with seeing all of the world with new eyes.”

“He’s right, Bug.” Seokmin urged, smiling at you.

“I don’t see how this is supposed to help me, Boo. You haven’t even found your soulmate yet, so you wouldn’t know…”

“That’s irrelevant, Bug. We aren’t talking about me, we’re talking about you.” Seungkwan smiled and draped his body over yours dramatically. “Here, let’s change the subject, okay? You’ve been able to see colour for a while now, right?”

“Uh.. right..” you mumble.

“So, you have to have a favourite colour by now, right?”

“Oh..” Your lips purse slightly as you look up at the ceiling. “I never… I never really thought about it before.”

“Well, think about it now!” He chirped as he watched carefully for your thoughts.

“Uhh… well, there is one colour that I’ve been drawn to.. but you’re gonna laugh at me.”

“No we won’t, Bug.” Soonyoung soothes, smiling sweetly at you. “C’mon, tell us.”

“Well.. it’s brown.”

“Brown?” Jeongyeon frowns and tilts her head as you nod in confirmation. “What about something like pink?”

“It was the first colour I ever saw.”

Jihoon winced. He knew what was coming next, and he didn’t want to hear it.

“It was the colour of their eyes.”

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🫧Hi🫧

Name: call me Dia💎

Age: I was born in 2002 and I'm too lazy to update my age every year💅

Nationality: Italian (English is not my first language so I might make some grammatical errors)

🏳️‍🌈: I'm a pansexual and demisexual/demiromantic girl (I use she/they pronouns)

MBTI: ENTJ (Don't stereotype me. I'm just really into doing things right and I like to have a plan for everything. I always try to find a solution to people's problems)

Something about me: I'm autistic 🪐 and I'm very extroverted, I like to socialize and meet new people. So if we have any interests in common, feel free to write to me🌌 (Read the continuation to find out more about me and what I post, it's important. Thank you)

(I made this edit using picsart stickers that represent my interests and something about me)

🎮Favorite video games:

•League of Legends (I play on the European server)

•Wildrift

•Valorant (I don't play it that much because I'm not very good)

•Overwatch

•Team Fortress 2

•Life is strange (this game made me realize I'm not straight)

•Detroit Become Human

•Danganronpa (I discovered this thanks to tik tok during the pandemic. It was very trendy at the time)

•The last of us

•The Sims 3/4 (I never had the chance to play the previous ones)

🍿My favorite TV series are:

•Shameless

•Love, Death & Robots

•Bojack Horseman

•Arcane

•She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

•Hazbin Hotel

•Helluva Boss (I know it's a series that can be found on YouTube but I didn't want to make a separate category)

•South Park

🎼Singers I like:

•Melanie Martinez (my queen)

•Mitski

•Ariana Grande

•Ashnikko

•Kali Uchis

•Madison Beer

•Girl in Red

•Marina and the diamonds

•KDA ("Akali that girl, 'kali go grr 'Kali don't stop, 'kali don't skrt 'Kali got a job, 'kali go to work 뜨거워 언제나 don't get burnt" 🗣🗣🗣)

•Gorillaz

•Queen

•Molchat Doma

•Arctic Monkeys

•Mother Mother

•Jack Stauber

•Cavetown

•TV girl

•Bo Burnham

I actually listen to a lot of artists but I don't remember them all c:

🫧Things I like:

•Lost media

•Liminal space

•Dreamcore

•Nostalgiacore

•History of cinema (especially animated films)

•Psychology (and all other branches of this science. I also love anthropology and sociology)

•Travel and discover new places

•Everything that has to do with creativity (Drawing, writing stories and fanfiction, creating things like accessories for your clothes and such very cute things. I really admire people who can repaint dolls)

•Having fun (going out with my friends, watching films - if they're trashy films it's even better -, sending each other memes and tik tok videos and things like that)

🪷Hobby:

•Cosplay (Especially cosplaying my comfort characters)

•Drawing (I haven't drawn seriously since 2020. I'm waiting for inspiration)

•Collecting dolls (I love Monster High, Ever After High, Rainbow High and L.O.L O.M.G. I also collect Funko pops and figures from other brands. I also have many books and comics -which I have to finish reading because there are too many-)🧸

•Roleplay (Doing roleplay with me means that I have already organized the whole plot. But I also listen to the other person's ideas)

•Find out about the topics that interest me (Most of the time they have to do with culture. I'm a very curious person and I love to inform myself)

💿What I post on Tumblr:

•Things about my fandoms (Mostly I repost cute icons and wallpapers. Sometimes I make some wallpapers. Maybe start writing some headcanons)

•Positivity (Especially mental health or pride posts about being a member of the LGBT community. Be yourself🌈Be unique)

•Random things (I don't know how to explain this category. I could write something like "I'm looking for people who like this song, does anyone remember this movie? etc" or I answer some questions. Sometimes I also reposted something related to when I feel down, but they are old things and I don't think of posting them again because I prefer to think about good things and find the positive side)

•Aesthetics (If I see some nice photo of a sunset or the sky, I immediately repost it because I feel like it. I also post a lot of things related to nostalgia because as I said before I like the "nostalgiacore" aesthetic. And I'm very nostalgic, they were beautiful times when the only worry was "which Winx character am I?")

•My posts are tagged "Dia's post"

🔞If you are a minor, do not interact. I'm a girl from 2002 so I have young adult maturity‼️ For adults (because I know we are not all the same and not everyone likes some things) I would like to point out some things that I could reblog: I might reblog paintings or sculptures with naked people BUT also drawings with people semi-naked or shown in a sexy way. The artists I refer to are: Fumetti Brutti by Josephine Yole Signorelli and EvviArt. They are the only ones I follow but it is to make you understand what type of art I like. I could reblog posts where sexual topics are written: from the classic "use protection when having s3x" or raise awareness about some topics related to this theme. I want people to be informed about some aspects of this topic (I'm not talking about p0rnographic things ) such as the importance of using protection and above all how important consent is. I don't reblog kink-related stuff or explicit porn because it's not a topic of interest to me. And I don't even have kink because s3x isn't a topic that interests me. It doesn't shock me to hear about NSFW things (it disgusts me if disturbing topics are included in this topic). Many of my interests (TV series or video games and things like that) involve adult themes.🔞

🧜‍♀️Comfort characters:

•Jinx (League of legends/Arcane. She is my main and for certain things I see myself in her)

•Seraphine (League of Legends. didn't like her at first but I love her gameplay. And I think she has the best skins -along with Jinx, of course-)

•Evelynn (League of Legends. She's a Goddess)

•Chloe Price (Life is strange. She made me understand that I like women too. I love this punk)

•Sunset Shimmer (Equestria Girls. She is one of the few ENTJs to be a positive character. I really like how her character has evolved)

•Reagan Ridley (Inside Job. We are very similar in certain things)

•Entrapta (She ra. I love this chaotic neutral autistic scientist princess. Again, I see myself in her)

•Kotori Minami (Love Live! When I was in middle school this was my favorite anime)

•Dia Kurosawa (Love Live! Sunshine. Love Live is an anime that accompanied me as I grew up. I'm very fond of it)

❕️I'm looking for young adult people like me (young adult means being over 18 and under 30). I have no problem with NSFW (I prefer artistic nudity) and I have no problem with swearing. I have a certain maturity so I want to interact with people like that.❕️

‼️ This is my safe space🗣 SO DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME IF YOU ARE: racist, homophobic, transphobic and against the LGBT community, do not interact if you are a pedophile and if you harm animals. Don't interact if you are against feminism (which I remind you, means gender equality), don't interact if you are people with ideas of hatred and discrimination. No ignorant people about mental health or what is happening in the world, because we are in 2024 and we need to have a minimum of culture. If you think abortion is murder, I would say you can also go elsewhere because I support women's rights and human rights in general. In general, don't interact if you are a person with bad ideas (that kind of bad ideas. Go away)‼️

🌟Talk to me if you are a normal person (and if you're nice and send funny memes. Or if you want to talk about some fandom in common or something. We can also play some video games together or talk about philosophical things like "what's the point of life?" or things like "do aliens exist?")🌟

#about myself #mutuals #get to know me #gamergirl #gorillaz #team fortress 2 #love yourself #idk what im doing #actually autistic #monster high #doll collector #i love fictional men #i like girls too #multi fandom blog #intro post #blog intro #league of legends

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Brothers With An S/O Who Has C-PTSD

Lucifer X Reader, Mammon X Reader, Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphegor X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello! Hope your doing well! Can I please request the obey me dateables (Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon's) and brothers (if that's okay) with an mc who has c-ptsd? Like what would they do when their s/o was having a horrible flashbacks and like scream crying? Only if you're comfortable with that kind of stuff of course! Thank you!

Disclaimer: I don't suffer from C-PTSD and I don't mean to offend or upset anyone that does, I did some research before writing this but I know that's not the same as actually suffering from it, so please don't take any of this as advice or guidance please talk to a professional

Warnings (none specifically mentioned, talked about in general terms): Trauma and trigger, Flashbacks, nightmares, symptoms of C-PTSD

Undateables Ver.

Lucifer

📚 Lucifer was the one who probably had the hardest time getting it out of you, he was loud, dominant and most of the time didn’t read any warning signs. 📚 You avoided him for a very long time only talking to him when absolutely necessary. 📚 Lucifer noticed the behaviour and confronted you about it, which caused a mild to severe panic attack because he literally stood in the doorway and demanded that you tell him what was wrong with you. 📚 After helping you calm down, he was softer and more careful and you finally explained what you suffered from. 📚 Lucifer knew what you were talking about, he had learned about a lot of disorders over the years in heaven, he knew that humans were fragile. 📚 Lucifer was good at listening and while he couldn’t always be there during the say, you could tell him anything in his office while he was doing paperwork, he’d listen and by the end of it you might even feel a little better. 📚 He made sure to make your schooling as comfortable as possible and would often check in even if you couldn’t see him, he’d be watching out for you. 📚 If you're on any medication he’d ask Diavolo if there was any way to get it to you. 📚 Will literally make you a schedule if you mention that it helps and he’d be sure to make sure that you both stick to it. 📚 “I’m here to listen.”

Mammon

💳 Mammon is the king or self-destructive or harmful behaviour but when he realises that you do it as well it’s not okay. 💳 He’s literally always watching you to replace any self-destructive behaviour with something else. 💳 Mammon starts less arguments with his brother around you, if they make you uncomfortable or unhappy. 💳 He can literally talk about anything so if you need someone to fill the silence he can do that, he’ll often stay in your room and on the days where you need space he’ll be sure to tell you and text that you can come into his room anytime that you need. 💳He’s the type to fight anything to get to you but the moment that he's finally face to face with you the protection he provides is impenetrable. He’ll turn to you, wings spread so all you can see is him as he asks what you need him to do. 💳 The fact that Mammon pays such close attention to you means that he’s become better with money, with choices and in general with maturity. 💳 It did take him a while to realise that his words affect you as much as his actions do, there were a few arguments but he was careful about what he said and you tried to remember he didn’t mean most of what he said. 💳 Warns people to be careful when they are around you and when they don’t listen he removes them from you and makes them earn their right to talk to you again. 💳 Mammon is always reminding you of your worth, he's no stranger to feeling worthless in a place full of perfection, he’ll never let you feel that way. 💳 “To be honest I don’t really understand but I’ll do whatever ya need.”

Leviathan

🎮 Levi knew what it was because he had researched it after playing a game, it was mentioned and he wanted to know more about it, he never thought that knowledge was going to be useful. 🎮 He would often notice the start of a dissociative episode and remind you of your grounding techniques in the hopes that you’ll be able to pull yourself back, a little too nervous to try and help you unless you asked. 🎮 He has a terrible temperature and that means that when someone upsets you or puts you in danger, they answer to him, unfortunately he’ll sometimes be so angry that he’ll check on you after he’s dealt with the people that hurt you but he’ll always check on you. 🎮 He knows what it’s like to feel worthless and will listen to the things you need and offer you everything all at the same time, it can be overwhelming but he doesn’t expect you to choose everything, he just wants to provide the perfect answer so he gives them all. 🎮 Levi will play games while you do your own thing when you need some time to yourself but if you needed to cuddle or be close to him he’d never turn you away. He’ll be a blushing stuttering mess the whole time though. 🎮 He’ll ask Lucifer if you can do lessons the same way that he does so that you could be more comfortable. 🎮 He’ll check on you when you're not with him, he’ll text all the time and call when you don’t answer at a time when you should. 🎮 Levi will always tell you in his own way that you are perfect because you are you and that you don’t need to be anything more. 🎮 He won’t ask you what happened but he will encourage you to feel something in his own way and he’s always in the same place if you ever need him. 🎮 “I promise this is a safe place no matter what you feel or where you are, me and this place will be waiting for you.”

Satan

🐈 Satan is probably the only one of the brothers to guess what you suffered from, he’d never ask though, he’d wait for you to tell him. 🐈 He tried to adjust his behaviour to help you settle but he still lost his temper sometimes, mostly when someone endangered you. 🐈 He often tells you that if you need some time alone you can hide in his room, none of his brothers go in there and he had the cats if you needed company. 🐈 Satan has always been happy sitting in silence if all you needed was for someone to be there, he’d even leave his out palm upturned for if you chose to hold it or not. 🐈 If someone else causes trouble for you he is probably the one likely to cause a fight in the middle of the hallway after checking to make sure that you are okay. If you're not, he removes you from the situation and goes back later to sort everything out. 🐈 He’s had many arguments with Lucifer about the things that you had mentioned would make life in Devildom easier. 🐈 Satan was also one to keep an eye on the physical effects that your condition could have, close enough for dizzy spells, potions or medicines for headaches and body aches. 🐈 Satan will help you with any grounding techniques that you use and make sure that you keep up with treatment. 🐈 When you start to open up more, he’ll let you know that he’s listening and make sure you know that he’s listening. 🐈 “You have every right to feel this way, no one can tell you otherwise.”

Asmodeus

💅 Asmo has enough self confidence for the both of you but that doesn’t mean that he ignores you lack of it. 💅 Asmo is likely one that will ask, why you feel that you aren’t worth it but if you don’t give him details he’ll just accept that something happened in the past that you don’t want to talk about. 💅 When and if you tell him what it is that you suffer from, he’ll probably have to do a little research, he’s likely heard about it before but never paid much attention to the finer details. 💅 He was careful with you before he found out but now he was even more so. 💅 He’ll do whatever you need him too, he’s cancelled parties, covered mirrors, given you free reign of his closet or just cuddled with you. 💅 Asmo is the most touchy of his brothers, so it might take him a little while to realise that you have a problem with touch (if you do) but he’ll always respect his and tone down the touching as much as you need. 💅 Asmo will always be trying to raise your self-confidence and steer you away from self-destructive behaviour. Unfortunately, he hung around with a lot of demons that took advantage, he’s never had trouble replacing friends so he made sure that you were only around the best and most understanding people where he could help it. 💅 Asked your opinion on a lot of things in a casual way so that he could figure out your views on things without seeming like he was prying. 💅 While Asmo is the demon of lust he’d never force you into anything, he was happy just being close friends if you weren’t ready for a relationship you were what was important and if you weren’t ready to call him your boyfriend that was okay with that. 💅 “You are worth the world in my eyes and I will wait for and watch over you as long as it takes.”

Beelzebub

🍔 Beel is probably the best brother to be around with this kind of illness, he’s pretty level headed and very emotional intelligence, he’ll know that something is different about you and adjust without even knowing it. 🍔 Beel is soft spoken and very rarely judges people, so you’ll be able to talk to him about literally anything. The only time that you might see that change is if you ever tell him what happened to you, then you’ll see anger directed at the person who hurt you. 🍔 He’s careful with you, he’s always watching, making sure that you are okay only ever getting involved if you seem like you're struggling but even then, he’ll confirm before actually doing anything. 🍔 Usually that involves whisking you away from whatever situation was making you uncomfortable. 🍔 He waits for you to confirm whether you want to do something because he much rather stay in with you than go out without you. 🍔 He always makes sure that you eat, even if he has to leave you food in a container for when you're ready. 🍔 He will always check on you on his way back from a midnight snack if you didn’t stay in his room with him and Belphie. 🍔 Beel definitely has anxiety so he actually asked you what you do when you feel scared and employed some of the techniques to help himself. He’ll always be there if you have panic attacks. He helps you ground yourself every time no matter how long it takes you. 🍔 He’s basically a teddy bear and he always offers you cuddles or hand holding but never forces you to take him up on the offer, he’ll often accept whatever affection you decide to give him whether it’s physical or words. 🍔 “It’s okay to cry, I’ll be here when you need me.”

Belphegor

💤 Let's be honest there is no way that Belphie doesn’t have some kind of PTSD or anxiety from everything that he has been through so he probably understood better than anyone else what you were suffering from. 💤 Belphie for the most part is very level headed, there isn’t a lot that bothers him but unfortunately there are still things that can set him off so you’ll both have to establish limits. 💤 Belphie is going to assume that he’s the reason that you developed this issue because of what he did to you, so be sure to tell him that he isn’t the cause. 💤 Belphie is pretty reliable when it comes to finding him, he always found the best places to hide so he’d provide you with a safe space when everything starts to get overwhelming. 💤 He’ll never ask what happened to you, he doesn’t like talking about being locked away in the attic so he doesn’t expect you to answer any questions about your past. 💤 As you both become more familiar with each other he becomes more gentle. 💤 If you have nightmares, he’ll be the one that helps you, sometimes you wake up and he’ll be there but sometimes he’s changed your dreams and helped you relax back into your sleep. 💤 He’s one to remove you from a situation, you don’t have to talk to him but just follow him somewhere safer. 💤 He feels like he owes you a lot so he’ll do anything that you need at any time, he just wants you to be safe and happy. 💤 “Trust me, if there’s something wrong I’ll help you through it”

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Hit me wit the 🎮 and 🕜 (sorry i can't copy paste the questions themselves on mobile)

🎮 If your OC lives or would live in the modern world, would they like video games? What would be their favorite game?

Hallowrove: Would probably really enjoy open-world exploration type games, ones with a lot of sidequests and hidden secrets and things like that. Unfortunately can't name any really from my own experience but I think they'd find that cool. Perhaps I could even interest them in some Sunless Skies :} I feel they might lose interest pretty quickly after all the map areas are unlocked but I think they'd enjoy it.

Null: Does anyone remember slither.io. Yeah. I think Null wouldn't care about most games but the constant energy consumption and growth would appeal to. ....wait. I'm small brain. The bigbrain enlightened real answer is Stardew Valley. This guy figures out that you can 1. Hoard money and infinitely progress and 2. Get more items and perks by befriending the villagers and they go Hog Wild. They'd have a bit of a roadblock at first because they wouldn't want to give up any crops to sell, but after figuring out that gets them money to get more crops they'd immediately sit down and get like 500 hours on it. All without fixing a single community center room.

🕐 Was there ever a time your OC would have given everything to turn back the clock 5 minutes? What happened?

Hallowrove: ...Hm. Very interesting question. After a fair bit of thought: no, I don't think there was. Their biggest mistakes, the ones with the most consequences, are things that they would do again (or at least thought they would 5 minutes after the fact) and the things they might wish they could've prevented are beyond what 5 minutes would fix. But overall, they really don't dwell very much on the past and what could have gone differently. When they reflect on it, which is not terribly often, they remember it as it was, not as it could have been. I think probably the closest thing to a moment like this would have been the end of their duel with Feducci, when they thought they might be dead permanently, because that was really sudden and unexpected and jarring - but that was ages ago and not very significant now. Still, probably the best and only real example.

Null: If I stretch some definitions a little...yes. Absolutely. Null does not think of giving things for wants like turning back time. Null's only real "want" is to feel less hollow: giving anything is antithetical to that, and there's nothing they care enough about to turn back time for anyway. They want the Name too much now to think about turning back the moment they were told about it, even though it would probably be most helpful. But the person who used to inhabit the space that Null does? She would have given anything and everything to undo the single rash mistake of stepping into the Waswood.

#voidrambles #ask game #Hallowrove tag #Null tag #i am very tired as you know so i hope this makes sense and I'm sorry if it doesn't #gonna try for sleep again now but this was fun to answer <3 #sdv Null is not something i was expecting but i feel it the vibes are right

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late-to-the-fandom · 1 year

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🎲 If your OC played a pen and paper RPG, what class would they pick? Warrior, mage, thief, ranger, cleric, paladin, druid, necromancer, bard (or other, if that’s not enough).

🎮 If your OC lives or would live in the modern world, would they like video games? What would be their favorite game?

👎 Is there someone your OC can’t stand, despite them being on the same side or sharing basic values?

🌈 Does your OC speak more than one language? If so, how many and which?

For your an OC of your choice <3

All right, I really loved these and couldn’t decide who to do them for so I did both the Maw Walker and Renathal

🎲 If your OC played a pen and paper RPG, what class would they pick? Warrior, mage, thief, ranger, cleric, paladin, druid, necromancer, bard (or other, if that’s not enough).

The Maw Walker would be a warrior. She is secretly embarrassed she’s quite terrible at hand to hand combat, and in a fantasy life she’d love to rectify that.

Renathal would want to be something close to what he already is which is … did anyone decide? Warrior? Thief? Death Paladin? Idk he’d probably want to invent a hybrid something that matched his perception of himself

🎮 If your OC lives or would live in the modern world, would they like video games? What would be their favorite game?

The Maw Walker would play the sort of video games that had no specific aim or were open world. She wouldn’t play anything with a PvP or competitive element. She would play the shit out of Animal Crossing.

Renathal would say he only plays for fun, but be secretly stupid competitive. He would play those sort of popular mmo pvp games like League, Overwatch, etc, but he’d only play until he started to lose. I think he’d also enjoy a good puzzle game in his spare time, but if no one else he knows plays the game he loses interest (if no one can see his achievements they don’t count).

👎 Is there someone your OC can’t stand, despite them being on the same side or sharing basic values?

The Maw Walker dislikes the Kirin Tor, honestly for no good reason except a basic mistrust of governing bodies and arcanists who think they know better than everyone else. Renathal doesn’t like pretty much all the other Harvesters except the Curator. The Accuser is a great example of someone he respects but who is just too different to ever be real friends with. He’s also not overly fond of any of the Kyrian Contingent (although again, he respects their purpose).

🌈 Does your OC speak more than one language? If so, how many and which?

The Maw Walker is a prodigy with languages. In spite of her relatively brief time with the Horde, she’s earned ambassador status, and speaks other alliance languages too (plus neutral languages). Once heard, always remembered is her and languages (but she’s fucked if she needs to remember someone’s face).

Renathal speaks no other languages. When people die, souls end up all speaking the same sort of Shadowlands Allspeak, so he’s never had to learn any other languages. The Maw Walker does make fun of him for this, yes (imagine being older than time and speaking only the language you were born with)

Thank you for the asks, sorry I doubled up 😅

#ask games #writing games #my writing #renathal x maw walker #headcanons

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teamghosts · 2 years

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Disconnected: Beatdown 🎮

The grey sky loomed over the cemetery as rain gently fell. Nate stood at the edge of the grave. His eyes raw from crying and his face cold as the winter day.

Nate remained still, his unbroken gaze centred on the coffin that held the body of his friend.

For weeks he had tried to get his head around the idea that Tommy would commit suicide, or the fact that according to the police he had hanged himself just after they had spoken online. He knew Tommy wasn’t depressed, they spoke and played games daily. He would have mentioned it, surely.

A tear slowly fell down Nate’s cheek before he wiped it away quickly. “Nate?” A voice said.

Nate jumped slightly and turned to see who was talking. It was Tommy’s sister, Grace. Somehow she looked even more upset than him.

“Sorry, I was miles away” Nate said

“Are you ok?”

“Not really but I doubt anyone is”

“That was a stupid question” Nate stands awkwardly, unsure what to say.

“Do you believe it?” Nate said

“Believe what?” Grace said

“That Tommy killed himself”

“That’s what the police say”

“But what do you think?”

“I think he was found hanging from a light with a cord wrapped around his neck”

“But how?”

Grace looked at Nate as if he was crazy. Maybe because he’s question was.

“What do you mean how?”

“He was found hanging but how did he do it, his chair was still at his desk which is in the corner of the room and his bed was too far away” Nate turned to look directly into her eyes “How did he tie that cable around the light and and get up to hang himself? I don’t think jumping up and down would have worked”

Grace was silent. Her face unreadable “What do you think happened?” She said.

Her voice now serious and she no longer looked upset.

“I don’t know” Nate said “But someone put him up there”

“Listen” Grace looked around “Come back to the house, we are having a wake. We can talk there” Grace walked away leaving a glimmer of hope in Nate.

Nate stood at the threshold of the house that his best friend once lived. He took a breath to steady him self and opened the door.

The hallway had a few people talking, Nate moved into the living room which held everyone from the funeral. Nate shuffled his way in looking around for Grace when Tommys mum appeared at his side and wrapped her arms around him. “Nate I’m so glad you made it” she said, tears slowly falling down her cheek.

“Thanks, do you…”

“Tommy would be so glad to know you came”

“I wouldn’t miss it”

“Of course you wouldn’t. I’m so glad you were friends with him” she give a sob and Nate could smell the wine on her breath. Her husband, Tommys dad came over.

“Come on Glenda. Tommy wouldn’t want us to be upset. Alright Nate, how are you?” He said

“I’m ok thanks Mr…” Nate said

“To hell with Mr, its Michael”

“Dad” Grace spotted them and came over “Can I talk to Nate please”

“Sure, come on love” Michael led his wife away and sat her on the sofa.

Grace grabbed Nates hand and led him through the crowd and into the kitchen that was empty. Dozens of wine, vodka and beer bottles filled the counters with even more crates on the floor.

“Your family know how to mourn!” Nate said

Grace ignored him. “Tell me what happened when you talked to Tommy last”

“We had been playing Zombies but his controller kept disconnecting and he was always dying early. He threw his remote across the room and went offline” Nate said. Making sure to remember his last conversation with Tommy.

Grace learned in interested “Did he break the controller?” Nate had to think

“No, he said it was fine. What does the controller have to do with this?” Nate said

“I found him after he hanged himself. I heard something from his room and I opened his door and he was there just hanging” her words catch inn her throat. Nate puts a hand on her shoulder and Grace smiles at him.

“He was hanging there” Grace resumed “But when I opened the door I could have sworn that controller was floating and it fell onto the bed when I came in”

It took Nate a few seconds to register what Grace had told him. “You think his controller did this?” Nate said

“I think a floating controller is something that is definitely suspicious”

“Have they cleared his room out yet?”

“No. I’ll make sure nobody goes upstairs as you check it out. Come on”

Grace and Nate walked down the hallway to the stairs. Nate started walking up as Grace stood at the base of the bottom step.

Nate slowly opened the Tommys bedroom door slowly and looked in the room he first stepped in when he was seven. The air was musty and clear that nobody had been inside since Tommy had died.

Nate walked over to the computer. Tears filled his eyes at the thought of his best friend sitting n the chair moments before he was hanged. He turned to the bed and just looked Grace had told him, the controller was laying there in prestige condition.

He looked at the wall and a clear dent was present as well as a crack in the floor below it.

He picked the controller up and tried to imagine it floating in mid air murdering Tommy

“This crazy but if you are somehow able to float then go ahead” Nate gently threw the controller up and it landed on the bed.

He picked it back up and this time was angry “Of course your just some stupid controller. Grace needs help if she thinks your special”

That’s when a tingle started in Nates hands. It started to get more intense until

“NATE!” Graces voice shouted up and he dropped the controller.

He made it to the door when Michael appeared at the top of the stairs. “What are you doing?”

Michale asked. His face twisted in anger

“I’m sorry I just wanted to see his room one last time” Nate said

Michaels face softened “Of course you did. Let’s go downstairs, Glenda doesn’t like anybody going near the room”

With one last glance at the controller, Nate shut the door and glanced at his hands as he reached the bottom of the stairs.

“What happened?’ Grace asked

“You’re not going to believe this” Nate said

The sun had went down and the wake was over long ago. Michale and Glenda sat on the sofa watching tv. Grace walked in all dressed up. “I’m going out” she said

“Where you off to at this time?” Michael said

“I’m just meeting with Nate. I wont be long”

Grace left with a close of the front door.

“Nate must be upset. He was in Tommys room this afternoon” Michael said

“WHAT!” Glenda shouted “NO! He better not have messed it up”

She jumped up and ran for the stairs.”Honey wait” Michael said but she was already halfway upstairs.

She quickly entered Tommys room and looked around inspecting every inch until she sat on the bed. “Oh Tommy” she said and picked up his controller and squeezed it as if she was hugging her son.

That’s when her arms tangled until her whole body was electric.Glenda threw the remote in the corner and tried to strand up but the shock had left her stunned.

The remote raised up in the air and flew towards her smashing her in the face. Her nose exploded in blood as the controller came back and and the handle jabbed her in the eye with enough force to dislodge it from her skull.

Glenda screamed as the controller repeatedly smashed itself into her skull until it cracked inwards leaving her brain flopping to the side.

Michael, after hearing the scream had rushed upstairs to witness the final fatal blow.

“Oh SHIT!” He yelled as he ran from the room, the controller followed and caught up to him by the stairs.

It smashed into the back of his head stopping him, forcing him to turn around.

The controller once again flew at him and one handle entered his mouth and started forcing itself down his throat.

Michael tried to pull it out as his teeth cracked but is unable to. The controller slowly makes its way deeper into his mouth as vomit squirts around the side of it out of Michaels moth which slowly turns into blood. Stumbling, he gets to the stairs but falls down them. His neck snapping on the bottom step

The controller slowly making its way out of the dead mans mouth and back upstairs onto the bed.

To Be Continued…

#disconnected #controller #paranormal #short stories #gaming

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voltageaddict78 · 5 years

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Drabble Challenge #39 - Jeon Jungkook x reader 🎁 From your Secret Santa 🎮

As it was coming up to the holidays, our office has a policy where we have to use up any of our days off within the calendar year but for us newbies, we haven’t used our days off yet and so we ended up using them for the rest of the year.

In the holiday spirit, the department planned a few festive treats such as a buffet, quiz, night out and the dreaded part of secret santa. Honestly, giving gifts for you was not a delightful experience because you’re an over-thinker. Would they like it? What if everyone is giving novelty gifts? What if they should be practical? What if it has to be appropriate for work? If it’s above the price line, will that make me look bad for trying to make others look bad?

Because of this, your well thought out gift, for Jungkook wasn’t going to be given to him. Anyone who saw the stacks of games as well as a bottle of the only type of alcohol he actually likes because it tastes good, will know you spent a fortune on him. You didn’t want to give any kind of weird signals that you would spend so much because you liked him. Not that that would be the end of the world, it’s just, the office is a place not to mix work and your private life. Everyone at the office does NOT need to know about the heart pounding crush you’ve had on Jungkook from the moment you met in training... shut up.

Quite last minute and by last minute you mean moments before you were about to leave for work, you opened the box, certain that you couldn’t give him all of that and contemplated if you should just give him the one. You thought to yourself, ‘Is this gonna make Jungkook seem like a kid if he receives a video game? Then, you picked up the bottle but thought, ‘Will people judge him or me for the type of alcohol it is and will I get into trouble for giving someone alcohol at work?’ This is your first job so you weren’t sure about the rules for these things. Instead, you rummaged through your draws until you found a box of chocolates still in it’s plastic. You know you wouldn’t feel thrilled if someone put minimum thought into what you would like and gave you chocolate but you didn’t have time to go shopping and for the same reason others use chocolate for secret santa, it is the safest bet.

When it came to unwrapping secret santa presents, you felt a little nervous. As everyone went about revealing themselves as someone’s secret santa, you just kept a low profile seeing what everyone else was getting. Thankfully there was no alcohol so it was a good thing you didn’t bring it in case you looked like the only piss head in the office. What people DID get though included miniature games, clothing and one girl got a Greggs gift card, probably because she goes there every morning. With no one else getting food, you felt embarrassed to give Jungkook his gift so you left it on a desk with his name on for him to find it himself.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” That came from the one person you tried to avoid. Jungkook. “I got you for secret santa so merry Christmas.” With his toothy grin, he held out a present for you to unwrap. What are the odds of having the person for secret santa who has you?

“Aw, th- thank you, Jungkookie.” At the mention of his nickname, his smile got wider especially as he saw you unwrapping his gift. Your heart melted at the sight.

“Dystopian novels...” Not just any dystopian novels but Fahrenheit 451, Cloud Atlas and A Clockwork Orange.

“I remember you telling me before that Fahrenheit 451 was your favourite read in a long time and how because of it, you fell in love with dystopian literature. You also said how because of work, you didn’t have the time to get some more to read so I thought I would get you two new ones. Fahrenheit was because you said you only had the ebook of it. I know it’s a little above the price we set but I really wanted you to have these.” You can’t believe he remembered all of that. You told him that within the first week of working at the company and you’ve been there for a few months now. That’s the sweetest thing!

“Jungkook, I love them. Thank you so much!” You felt too shy to hug him although you really wanted to. “So, what did you get?”

“Oh! I got some chocolate which is the brand that I love,” Yes! “Sadly, though, it’s out of date.” No! You can’t believe this! How did you not notice?

“I’m so sorry, Jungkook!”

“I’m sure whoever got it for me didn’t even realise. Hey, mistakes happen.” He brushed it off but you still felt extremely guilty.

Waiting until after hours, the rest of the team left leaving you and Jungkook in the office alone.

“(Y/n), I’m gonna take off now, alright? Have a wonderful Christmas!”

“-Jungkook, wait!” Halting in his tracks, he looked at you with amused curiosity as if he were expecting something. “Jungkook, I feel terrible but... I got you the chocolate.” Whatever he was expecting you to say, that certainly wasn’t it based on the mild surprise on his face.

“It was you?”

“Yes. It was a stupid last minute decision and I’m so sorry. I really want to make it up to you so... would you like to go for a drink. It’s on me.” Instead of angry, sad or disappointed, he looked rather pleased if anything.

“I would love a drink but I don’t like going out to bars and stuff. They put me a little on edge.” You don’t blame him. He’s said before how he’s been hit on by guys and girls every time he goes out and you can understand how terrifying that can actually be.

“If it’s fine with you, we can go to my place? I have a bottle of the Malibu you like.” He grins excitedly.

“You remembered I only drink Malibu! I would really like that.” And so, Jungkook and you walked back to yours for a much needed drink after your stressful day. As you opened the door, you immediately grabbed the box to take to your room, making sure the contents weren’t visible and you placed it in your bedroom, straight in front of the door. Opening the box, you grabbed the Malibu before heading back out to the foyer where Jungkook was taking off his coat and shoes.

Getting comfortable, the two of you opened the bottle along with a bottle of Coca Cola and you both started slowly draining it over light conversation. About an hour later, Jungkook asked,

“Do you mind me using your bathroom?”

“Sure! It’s around the corner just over there,” you pointed. It didn’t even occur to you that the doors are shut so Jungkook can’t see which door is for which room and so he gambled with the door on his left. Instead of the bathroom, he finds your bedroom with the open box of video games along with a card on top saying, ‘To Jungkook, merry Christmas from your secret santa.’

As you’re spacing out, you don’t notice Jungkook coming back with the box in his hands until he’s in front of you.

“What’s this?” To say you were flustered is an understatement.

“Well, uh,” Taking a deep breath, you then say without taking a breath, “I thought about what to get you for secret santa and I knew you would like them but I didn’t want you to feel childish and I also got you the Malibu but I didn’t think it was appropriate and-“ As a pleasant way of shutting you up, you feel a soft set of lips over yours as Jungkook leans down to kiss you briefly before pulling away. “Uh...”

“Did you really get me all of this? This must have been a fortune! New games don’t come cheap!”

“I know but... I just really wanted you to have them. I thought I would look like an ass if I came in to work with an expensive present above the price limit so at the last minute, I grabbed the chocolate instead. I’m sorry, Jungkook.” Bending down to your eye level, he whispers,

“Please, stop saying sorry.”

“Well, I am. Especially after you got me those books. I know books aren’t cheap either!”

“I just really wanted you to have them,” he smiles. He felt the same way as you did.

“You can keep the games, by the way.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah. I’m not gonna play them and besides, I got them for you anyway.” You chuckle as Jungkook takes his thumb and grazes your cheek with it. “Besides, I really want you to have them.” Taking a moment to stare into each others eyes, you each lean forward until you share a delicate kiss before he pulls away.

“I’m sorry but if I keep kissing you, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.” Making the bold move of wrapping your arms around his neck, you declare,

“Then don’t stop.”

#writing challenge #writing #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook x you #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts #bts fanfic

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