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shelbgrey · 9 months

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Hi, could I request more about "Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HCs:" and we have the Volturi wrap around our finger, please, thank you, and love it.

You put it, the Reader doesn't get along with Bella. I was hoping you could tell us more about that relationship. And I personally would love it if the Volturi knew that we're there since Carlisle and Esme got custody of us. They are "Cousins [ Demetri, Felix, Alec, Janeand Heidi,] Anutes and Uncles [ Uncle Aro, Caius and Marcus] to us". When Alice goes and saves Edward dumbass. We're there to save Edward, but we're also happy to see them. When Demetri and Felix came, we called them Cousin Dem and Fe while smiling. We hug Jane, holding hands with her. The Cullens knew about what we call them. We really don't care what happens with Bella, but we do care about our brother and sister. Personally, I got the feeling we don't really care if Bella lives or dies

Thank you so much 💓

P.S. feel free to message me if you need anything clarification on this

Being the daughter of carlisle and the Volturi loving you:

So I usually don't write for the Volturi so bear with me.

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So you want to know more about Bella and y/n's relationship...

So, I want to compare how Edward thinks and how Bella thinks to show the two girls relationship.

I think when Bella is finally introduced to the family she's quite jelouse of Edward's relationship with you, there's no real incureties to it, she just doesn't want girls hanging around Edward.

Bella also thinks your plan and shy, there's off hand comments on how she's discribes you, Edward on the other hand discribes you as happy, humorous, and so beautiful.

You guys are always throwing harmful comments to each other and Bella usually takes it too far.

You also hate how she's treats her father. She always gets mad and says it's none of your business and you have no idea what you were talking about.

“my parents chose me, yours just got stuck with you”

Carlisle and Esme would put a stop to it, there's been many times Carlisle and Charlie have had talks about Bella's bullying.

Of course you're parents know your not a saint in theses situation, but Bella is usually the one to start it.

“if someone pushes you, you push back” Emmett always says, which is why your never scared to decened yourself.

And since your the youngest, your basically the center of the Cullens universe, but then Bella comes along and puts your family in danger, that's your problem.

You also have a problem with Edward putting everything aside no matter what for her, your happy he finally has a girlfriend but there should be boundaries.

You especially started hating her when Edward decided to go to the Vulturi after Bella's supposed death.

You knew about the Vulturi and you became friends with them in fact, your uncle Marcus(yes, you heard me right) says your the glue that holds you all together.

After Aro found out about a human joining Cullen Coven, he showed up to see if it was true, Aro didn't really have a plan for what he was gonna do, but when he met you he saw no harm. He was in aw at the sight of the small child.

The deal was that you could stay human with the family as long as you wanted, you just had to keep the secret of the Vampires.

Honestly you see Aro as the creepy uncle, you'd never say that to his face and he'll never found out because he refuses to read your mind.

“but, Dad he creeps me out! None of the others do”

Dispite you thinking he's creepy, he'd never hurt you.

At first Cauis wanted nothing to do with you and didn't agree with Aro's decision, but the more the family interacted with the Vulturi the more he grew a soft spot for you.

Marcus is more of a grandpa than an uncle if were being honest, he's a lot older than the others and he's always been so gentle and kind towrds you.

He gives you advice and is there if you need to talk.

I don't know much about Heidi, but I figure she'd absolutely love you and is always spoiling you.

Demetri is like a big brother/cousin and you kinda have a love/hate relationship. You guys tease each other and sometimes it'll get mean, but trust me he'd kill anyone who harms you.

Your probably closest to Jane and Alec, they're both closer to your age and you three just hit it off immediately. You hate hearing about they're tragic back stories but they always tell you it's not your fault and you make they're lives better.

Then Edward left for Italy to go and execute himself 🙄

You were so made at Bella for putting Edward in this headspace and situation, especially after you found out she's was perfectly fine.

But, anyway Alice was getting ready to take Bella to Italy and you wanted to Tag along. Not because you were there to support Bella, but because you wanted to see the extented family.

Ya know... Going to Italy to beat Felix and Demetir at Mario cart again...

What you didn't want to do is see Bella getting all dramatic and telling your Uncle Aro to kill her instead of Edward.

You rolled your eyes and came up to hug Jane as she threatened to use her gift on her, she was only using like 5% of it on Edward just for ✨dramatic effect✨ . “alright Jay, they've learned their lessons”

Jane chuckled and stopped using her powers on Edward, wasn't too painful for him.

“Aw, I was having fun” Felix sighed as you ran up to him and hugged him.

Cauis rolled his eyes trying to hide his smile as Bella looked completely confused. “What just happened?”

“nothing... Just you being dramatic for no reason, they're on our side bone head, You think they'd actually hurt Eddie?”

You left Felix's arms and walked around the Castle. “by the way, where's Dem?”

He appeared and hugged you while Bella looked even more confused and kept asking unanswered questions. “aw, she's still alive”

You laughed and quickly shhed him.

“what? You think just because they're old school and basically vampire royalty they're evil? you asked Bella, you were kinda pissed off she thought so low of them.

“yeah we never said we were gonna kill him and Alice never said that either” Aro said, clapping his heads together.

You then clicked your tough, with a sarcastic smile. “well, we send little miss. Main character home and me and Alice can stay here for the weekend, dad said we could.”

Jane hugged you excited for some girl time while Felix ran around the Castle making sure you had a comfy room to sleep in.

“do what ever you want Dem, killer or set her free, send her to the moon, have her for dinner, I don't really care”

Uncle Cauis laughed as bella started stuttering as Felix and Alec came back with arms full of dvds.

“wait, what?” Edward sighed. “they're kidding”

“we could watch a bunch of TV shows, we got Bones, and supernatural” Felix smiled.

“no Supernatural, they got the vampires all wrong” Alec said.

The two boys and you and Jane both just walked off talking about what you should watch without even a goodbye for Edward and Bella. “What about Moon Knight, dad finally got an account for Disney+. It's a really good marvel show”

“ooh, I heard Oscar Isaac is in it, he's so hot” Jane said, Felix and Alec groaned as you girls started thirsting over male actors.

“they're just gonna be horny for 40-something year old men the whole time” Alec sighed, heide slapped him and told him to be nice.

Bella scoffed and left with Edward after Alice smiled and ran after her sister and Jane.

“Lators Gators” you shouted to Edward.

#Volturi #Volturi x reader #Cullen family x reader #Aro x reader #Marcus x reader #Jane and alec #Jane x reader #Alec x reader #Demetri x reader #Felix x reader #Alice cullen x reader #Edward cullen x reader #Bella swan x reader #Volturi headcanons #Cullen Headcanons #twilight headcanons

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milo-manheim-luver · 10 months

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The Night We Met- Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader

summary: rafe thinks you two met at a party years ago, but finds out you two had actually met a year before that. but why can’t he remember? and what happened that night?

warnings: major drug use, drug overdose, angst, mentions of alcohol, fluff, ooc rafe, suggestive content and defs cringy at the end lol. also might be a bit short? idek.

a/n: DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THE WARNINGS ABOVE don’t know how i feel about the ending but i’m gonna yolo it. thought of this idea/concept when i was listening to the song below:

“you know, i’m so fucking happy you said ‘yes’. i honestly don’t know what i would’ve done if you hadn’t” rafe spoke as he held Y/N in his arms, curled up in the bed at his father’s house in the bahamas. one arm wrapped around the young woman’s back as the other gripped her bare thigh against his hip. the young woman’s hand drew imaginary shapes against his chest before looking up into his deep blue eyes.

“i could never say the word ‘no’ to you my love. never. i’m yours. forever and always. you’re the best thing that’s happened to me and i’m so happy i’m finally a cameron” Y/N face cracked into a wide smile, as she continued to gaze into rafe’s eyes, as he broke into a rare, genuine smile. the two had just gotten married the night before, and were now just relaxing in the privacy of rafe’s, father’s home in the bahamas.

“im so happy we met. truly, i am. i love you baby” rafe whispered down to his newly wedded wife, moving his hand from holding her bare thigh, to push back a piece of her hair from her face, as he planted a gentle, but passionate kiss to her plump lips.

“i love you too hunny” she whispered as their lips detached from one another’s. “d-do you remember the night we met?” Y/N continued, swallowing the lump in her throat. she knew she’d have to tell him her secret eventually, and now seemed like the perfect time as they were about to spend the rest of their lives together.

“uh yeah… i think so? pretty sure it was that banger of a party top was having my senior year of high school. you had come to the party with sarah. you guys had only been friends for about a year or two by then? i couldn’t stop looking at you” rafe chuckled at the memory as he continued. “i got you on my team as we played beer pong… and we killed it. everyone else we went up against sucked so bad” rafe continued to hold her in his arms, looking down to admire the woman he’d just gotten so lucky to marry.

“uh… r-rafe um m-my love. c-can i tell you something?” Y/N stuttered out to rafe. she was so scared to tell him how wrong he was, but she knew it had to be done.

“babe, you know you can tell me anything. what is it?” rafe questioned, as his hand on her bare thigh, began to rub soothing circles into her soft skin.

“that’s not the night we met… um… do you remember that story you told me about your overdose incident you had when you were only seventeen?” Y/N whispered out, not wanting to upset rafe by bringing up a hard time from his past that he was never proud of.

“uh, yeah. i do. that night is kinda a blur still to this day. all i remember is doing a few too many lines and waking up in the kildare island hospital two days later. doctors said if whoever had made the call, called five minutes later i’d be dead. why?” he spoke softly, as he replayed the memories in his brain. he’s hurt so many people during that period of time. he wished he’d never even started doing the drug, but at the time he felt as if that was the only thing that could save him from himself.

the young woman began to shake involuntary, getting her lovers attention, “babe why are you shaking? did i go too hard earlier?” he chuckled out lightheartedly, trying to lighten her mood.

“i’m shaking because i feel bad for keeping something from you. and yeah you did go hard, but i’m not complaining…. but that’s besides the point. please hear me out and don’t get mad. i only did it to protect you” she rambled on as rafe’s facial expression changed from a smile, to a stone-cold look, going completely serious.

she took his silence and stare as a sign to continue on what she had been keeping from him for the last 5 years. “that night you overdosed, i had come over to tannyhill to talk to sarah about something a-and when i got there…. there was nobody home… u-until i walked past your room a-and you were just pacing back and forth like some crazy guy” Y/N sniffled out as she moved her hand from drawing imaginary shapes from rafe’s chest, to cradle his left cheek as she spoke.

Y/N had just arrived to tannyhill, as her and sarah had to start working on a school project soon. but as soon as she arrived to the house, it was completely empty. she was always welcomed in, even when nobody was home. rose and ward had adored her as soon as they’d met her six months before tonight. it also helped that Y/N family were close business partners with ward as well.

as soon as Y/N walked up the spiral staircase, calling out sarah’s name, to see if she was home, she rounded the corner trying to find sarah. instead of sarah, however she found sarah’s brother, pacing his room back and forth, mumbling words to himself. he’d seemed to be twitching, and almost shaking as he was pacing, alarming Y/N a small amount. she’s decided to step into his doorway to see if he was okay.

rafe’s eyes softened as his girl spoke of what really happened that night he’d almost died, nodding his head in her hand, signaling her to continue. “i approached you babe, and you started getting all paranoid, you were yelling at me, which i guess wasn’t that abnormal for you at the time from what i’d heard from others. you started marching over to me as you continued to yell, i think you were going to push me, but i don’t know, but then you just fell to the ground and started dry heaving involuntarily, as your breathing became unsteady. it scared me…. i’d never seen anyone like that before. b-but then y-you turned all pale and completely passed out. i-i didn’t know what to do so i ran over to you to see what happened” Y/N started to whimper, as a single tear fell from her tear duct, and rolled down her soft cheek.

“hey, rafe, right? it’s Y/N, sarah’s friend. are you okay? you don’t look too good” Y/N asked politely to the young teenage boy, who stopped his pacing to look up at the girl.

“who the hell are you? what are you doing in my house? huh?” the young man yelled, as he began to walk up towards the girl, ready to shove her out of his room, but before he could get close enough, he hunched over, involuntarily dry heaving, as his breathing became more rapid, drawing even more red flags in the young teenage girls brain.

his face started to turn as white as a ghost, before he ultimately lost consciousness completely, falling limp onto his bedroom floor. Y/N immediately ran over the boys sides to see what she could do.

rafe’s eyes began to water, as he stared down at Y/N, seeing her slowly crack and break down into his arms. something he had dwelled forever; seeing his lover heartbroken and distraught. he’d never wanted to see her this way. it ached him to see her this way, and to know he was the cause made it 10x worse. “b-baby, continue…. finish the story. i can take it” rafe’s voice cracked as he urged his lover to tell the rest of the story. he was in shambles at the moment, tears welling up in his eyes as they started to pour out one by one.

“as soon as i’d ran over to your body, i picked your head up, trying to talk to you. i was just trying to figure out what you had taken. but then i’d remembered hearing from sarah before that you’d been doing a lot of cocaine, but in all seriousness i don’t think anyone noticed how bad your addiction really was.” Y/N whispered out, as she relived that night in her head one more time. she soon continued, “i was trying to find a pulse as i still held your head in my arms. i could barely hear it, and your skin was on fire. i’d just assumed it was a drug overdose, s-so i called 9-1-1”

the young teenage girl cradled the young drug addict’s head in her arms carefully, immediately feeling the extreme heat radiating from his skin, alarming the girl further. why was he on fire? and why did he completely pass out? Y/N soon came to realization what was possibly happening as soon as she remembered the conversation her and sarah were having the week before. sarah had been complaining to Y/N about her brother’s ‘slight’ drug problem. the drug of his choice however had been cocaine. sarah was always telling her how everytime he’d do a line or two, he’d get extremely paranoid and more aggressive than normal.

“rafe, wake up” the worried girl cried out to the passed out boy. “rafe, what did you take? how much did you take?!” she cried out again, but no answer to avail. she huffed and puffed as she started to cry, trying to find a pulse. she could barely hear his heartbeat through his carotid artery. she could not be responsible for his possible drug overdose. she would not. so, Y/N grabbed her phone from her back pocket of her jeans, and dialed 9-1-1.

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” the older lady spoke through the phone.

“hi, um i need an ambulance to the Cameron estate at tannyhill immediately! there’s a possible cocaine drug overdose! please come quick! i-i don’t know how much longer h-he will keep breathing” Y/N weeped into her phone, as she tried to keep her cool.

“ma’am, i need you to calm down. what’s your name?” the older lady asked through the phone to the young distraught girl.

“y-Y/N. what’s yours?” Y/N asked the lady.

“my name is susannah. Y/N i need you to tell me if they’re still breathing.” susannah spoke calmly to the young girl.

“u-uh yeah, it’s super faint though. is he gonna die?!” Y/N started sobbing as she continued to cradle rafe’s head.

“Y/N… do you know what possible drug they could’ve overdosed on? and do you know how much they took? their height or weight?”

“h-he does cocaine i believe. or at least that’s what i’ve been told. he’s uh maybe 6’2ish? i’m not sure. i-i don’t know how much he did though. i-i’m not sure how much he weighs but i do know that hes more of a muscular build if that helps” Y/N stuttered out to susannah, the 9-1-1 dispatcher.

“okay, Y/N stay with me. take deep breaths. help is on the way” susannah continued to speak to Y/N.

“y-you we-were the one who called the a-ambulance?” rafe croaked out to Y/N as he finally cracked. he was a mess. tears streaming down his cheeks as he tried to hold in his sobs, but no longer could. he was so tired of fighting to not show any emotion, so he didn’t fight it anymore. he continued through his sobs, “y-you were m-my savior t-that night?” the young man was wrapping his head around the realization that his newly wedded wife was the angel that saved his life all those years ago when he almost ended it after taking too much of the white drug.

Y/N just softly nodded her head, “i was baby… i was. i know i should’ve told you sooner. but i didn’t, i-i wanted to protect you from knowing the full truth because i know you’re gonna beat yourself up over it. that’s how you are; you will get so mad at yourself for something you’ve done that you slowly start to hurt yourself. i can’t let that happen to you baby” Y/N engulfed him into a hug, as her arms cradled his head into her chest as he wept.

“as soon as the ambulance got there, the cops also arrived. i gave my statement and since i was under eighteen, for legal reasons, they never put my name in that statement. that’s why you never knew and why they never told you. my love…. d-don’t be mad please.” the young woman stuttered out, scared her new husband was mad at her.

rafe lifted his head from her chest, sniffling, “i-i could never be mad at you baby…. never. i-i wanna tell you w-what the doctors told m-my dad and i… can i tell you?” Y/N wiped away rafe’s tears that continuously leaked from his eyes, as she nodded in response, wanting to know everything he knew.

it took rafe a moment to compose himself then began, “when i woke up two days later, obviously i told you that the doctor said that if whoever hadn’t called when they did or even 5 minutes later i’d be dead. i never told you why that was”

“what do you mean my love?” Y/N softly spoke as she looked into rafe’s deep blue eyes, with a look of worry in her own eyes to know the truth.

“i mean… the cocaine i took that night had been laced with small amounts of fentanyl which is why i lost complete consciousness and almost stopped breathing. they had to give me three doses of NARCAN and wait for the best. my dad made sure to keep that part secret, because having all of his business partners know about my cocaine problem was bad enough. he didn’t want anyone to know i’d accidentally done fentanyl as well.” rafe sighed as he remembered the look on his father’s face when he woke up: pure disappointment.

“really rafe? really? cocaine overdose? laced with fentanyl?! how do you think that’s going to make the family look? huh? i’m going to have to pay people off from telling others. this cannot get out” ward went on to his son about how he’d screwed up. it’d only been a day since rafe had woken up from his small coma and ward was already being insensitive to the teenage boys drug problem.

“d-dad i’m sorry. i didn’t know how else to cope with my feelings. it was the only escape i had from feeling like shit. w-when i take it, i feel-i feel almost happy” rafe tried to explain to his father, who in return just scoffed harshly.

“rafe… you need to get your shit together. i’m so sick of you coming up with all these excuses. you keep this shit up and you’re out of the house. got it?” ward sneered back to his only son, who only cowered his head down and nodded in return.

“rafe… you never told me that. why?” Y/N asked sweetly as she continued to gaze into rafe’s blue eyes.

“i’m not proud of that moment in my life. i was embarrassed for so many years. my father paid off people from telling others. he was so disappointed in me. you should’ve seen the look in his eyes the day after i woke up.” rafe sighed softly as he spoke.

“hunny, i’m sorry you went through that. never feel embarrassed about your struggles. i hope you know that no matter what, i will always love you. i will never be disappointed in you. i know that’s different coming from me and not him, but just remember i’ll always be by your side” Y/N thought thoroughly as she spoke every word with love.

“after the overdose incident… and seeing how scared my sisters were, and rose, i wanted so badly to get clean but i couldn’t go to rehab because then word would get out and it’d ruin my father’s deals and business. so i had to do it myself. it took awhile… and it was hard. but i eventually did it. after meeting you, well, from when i thought we met for the first time, you gave me strength to stay clean even when i had the urges” rafe smiled through more tears as he looked down at his wife.

“my love, i’m so proud of you. nothing you went through was easy. i hope you know that. and i hope you know i love you so much and if you ever feel like you have an urge you tell me. got it?” she spoke softly as she still caressed his cheeks looking into his eyes and to his lips.

rafe leaned down, planting his lips onto Y/N, kissing them repeatedly, as did she, and planting one last kiss that was full of love and passion, then pulled away.

“i love you baby. you’re my everything. i promise to come to you if i ever need anything or have an urge. i promise to not hurt you like i did to others i love in the past. i won’t put you through all the shit i put everyone else through all those years ago” rafe smiled again down at Y/N.

“i love you too with all my heart. now prove your love mr cameron” Y/N smirked up at rafe as he chuckled loudly.

“your wish is my command… but are you up for it?” he raised an eyebrow in question with a smirk planted on his face.

“i think i’ve rested enough… just give it to me” she smirked as rafe leaned down placing his lips onto hers harshly, pulling away once more.

“got it mrs cameron. got it. i’m gonna give it to you now” he smirked as he flipped the two over so he was hovering over her again.

“love you” she smiled as there noses briskly touched.

“love you too, my savior. now how about some kids?”

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thechaoticdruid · 4 months

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[This Bites] (1)

Pairing: Astarion x F! Chubby! MC

Plot: Through some mysterious and very miraculous events, a young woman finds herself literally stuck with a character from her current video game obsession. You can guess it already. It's an isekai type fanfic. Except in this case Astarion is stuck in our modern world. I was gonna call the MC Tav, but since the actual game character Tav is mentioned I just named her Winnie.

Content Warnings: Death….sorta, An asshole of a stepdad, MC uses She/Her pronouns, eventual smut and sexual content in future parts. Characters may be Ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes are possible. MC has very low self esteem. Depressed MC.

Chapter One: You are here!

Chapter Two: Here!

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“Argh I knew something would go wrong with this game!” The female huffed, staring down at her computer. Her eyes scanned over the error message titled ‘Character not found.’ She gritted her teeth in frustration. “God forbid I try mods….”

The young woman groaned, shutting her laptop and falling back onto the bed. Apparently after finally installing a cheat mod onto Baldur's Gate 3 the game decided to retaliate and locked her out of her save files. She couldn't even create a new character either! The same ‘Character not found’ message seemed to pop up no matter what she did. The girl’s name was Winnie, a college student in her early twenties who was still living at home. Not too long ago Winnie had gotten the game upon release. She'd played it several times since then and even yet was still able to find some hidden secrets she didn't notice the first time. Honestly this game had really helped with her current state. Life had just been dull and miserable. All her friends had moved on and had their own lives now and she really wasn't the best at making new ones.

She had a dull boring job, did online writing classes and also had to put up with the asshole her mother married. This game had been a godsend for her these past few months. It gave her an escape. A way to be someone else, at least for a little while anyway.

Not to mention live out her somewhat cringey teenage girl fantasy of dating a walking red flag of a vampire. In this game she felt important. Like she was some badass heroine who was ready to take on any foe. Not the shy, scared, awkward woman who she saw in the mirror.

Her cat Maddie broke Winnie from her thoughts as she hopped up onto the bed and crawled onto the young woman's chest. Winnie ran her hand over the cat's thick fluffy black fur. Maddie gave a small mew before purring noisily and gently kneading her claws into Winnie’s chest.

Winnie sighed, scratching the sides of Maddie's face as she was soothed by the feline’s pur.

“WINNIE! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!!” A gruff male voice shouted from the other room, causing Maddie to jump and scramble off of Winnie and hide under the bed.

The brunette haired girl sighed and got up, walking out of the room and cautiously stepping down the hall.

“Yes, Brian?” Winnie spoke up as she entered the kitchen. She looked over to see her stepfather stumbling about. Brian was a rather large man with short dark hair and beard. He was well….very unpleasant.

“Where are the goddamn car keys?” He growled out.

“Dunno, I don't drive.” Winnie said calmly as she leaned up against the wall, “mom probably put them somewhere. Check the coffee table by the recliner.”

Brian stomped off, a tiny tan fluff of a dog following after him. He grabbed the keys before walking back into the kitchen.

“I'm going to the store. Keep that stupid cat of yours in your room! It keeps shitting all over the carpet!”

“I've told you over and over. Maddie only goes in the litter box. It's your dog that keeps making a mess in the house because you don't take him outside when he needs to go.” Winnie rolled her eyes.

“Don't fucking talk back to me! You're lucky your mother lets you stay here, if it was up to me you'd have been kicked out of here a long time ago.” Brain snapped, making Winnie flinch a little at his tone. “Now make sure the trash is taken out before I get back.” He said before stomping out the front door and slamming it behind him. Winnie flinched once again at the loud sound before letting out a sigh and pulling the trash out of the can despite the fact that she distinctly remembered her mother telling Brian to take it out this morning.

Winnie took out the trash before coming back inside heading back to her room. Her eyes scanned over her laptop as Maddie crawled out from under the bed. She walked back over and opened the device, logging herself on before attempting to open her game back up.

[Character not found.]

Winnie groaned before filling out a bug report and then putting her computer up. She needed to get ready and go to work anyway.

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A few days had passed and nothing seemed to work. Winnie had disabled and deleted all the mods, sent in about a dozen but reports and still nothing. The only thing left she could try now was uninstalling the game and then reinstalling it.

Winnie sat on the bed waiting patiently for the game to download though she knew it would at least take an hour. She pulled out her cellphone, noticing a text from her mother. The message was informing Winnie that Brian and her mom wouldn't be home until late tonight. At least this meant she'd have plenty of peace and quiet in the meantime. The young woman spread out on her bed, stretching her limbs before slowly closing her eyes, resting lazily.

Time passed as she slowly dozed off…Eventually she was awoken by the sound of beeping? It was some strange noise that she couldn't quite put her finger on. She quickly looked over to her laptop and her eyes widened as she noticed it seemed to be going crazy. Blinking and beeping.

“What the fuck!?” She exclaimed, grasping her computer and frantically clicking the mousepad.

Then the screen went black before seemingly returning to the home screen. However, everything on the computer was gone save for one shortcut. Baldur's Gate 3.

The game’s shortcut sat in the very center of the computer, practically screaming at Winnie to click on it. She clicked it and the game opened up.

Everything seemed to go as normal up until the title screen. Winnie’s eyes widened in shock as she noticed all of the menu options were gone aside from (New Game). She raised an eyebrow before clicking on the only option available and waiting as the opening cinematic played. Everything continued as it usually did. Winnie created her Tav, a human druid with an urchin background, then proceeded to hop into the game.

Winnie did a bit of a speed run, moving through the Nautiloid as quickly as she could. She recruited Us, Lae'zel and freed Shadowheart before reaching the helm and crashing the ship.

Upon reaching the ravaged beach was when things began to get strange.

The game buffered and blinked a bit, skipping the scene where Tav would check themselves out followed by some voiced narration. Tav was kinda just there on the beach.

“Oh God. The game is glitching….” Winnie whined. She sighed in annoyance before clicking on the ground where she wanted Tav to walk. Winnie REALLY did not feel like uninstalling the game and waiting another hour to try again so she decided she'd play for as long as the game would allow. Winnie had Tav wander over towards where Shadowheart would normally be laying after crash, only to find an empty space where the half elf should be. Winnie groaned assuming it was another glitch before continuing on along the beach. While most things were there like the dead bodies and the intellect devourer enemies, Winnie did not see any sign of Shadowheart at all. Not even near the ruins where she'd be if she wasn't rescued by the player. Winnie decided to quickly go and look for the other characters, sneaking her way past the little brain creatures and moving down the path where Astarion, the elven rogue companion, would be waiting to ambush the player. He was Winnie’s favorite. She had a soft spot for sassy morally grey characters with tragic backstories. And he was also secretly a vampire to boot which just added to the appeal. Winnie had her Tav approach the area before she let out a sigh of relief seeing as the vampiric elf was in his starting area shouting for help like normal. At least the game wasn't completely broken.

“Hurry I've got one of those brain things cornered.” Astarion’s dialogue began as soon as Tav got close enough to interact with him. “There in the grass, you can kill it can't you? Like you killed the others?”

“Uh….I kinda actually didn't kill any of them…Heheh.” Winnie chuckled before dragging her mouse over the dialogue choices.

1. [Easily, stand back.]

2. Kill it yourself. You seem capable.

3. Leave

Winnie clicked on choice 1 before her Tav walked over to check the tall grass for the intellect devourer that was actually non-existent.

Instead a wild boar leapt from the grass and made Tav jump in surprise, giving Astarion the perfect opportunity to strike. He pinned the druid to the ground, pressing a dagger to her neck.

“Shhh…Shhh….Not a sound…Not if you want to keep that darling neck of yours.” The vampire practically purred out. Winnie blushed, a shiver going down her spine. There was a reason she always found herself choosing the elven vampire as her character’s love interest. Initially when she first got the game she felt he came off as a pompous prick (which he is) but damn he was so fucking seductive. It drove Winnie absolutely mad. Not to mention it helped given he had sweet delicious character development later on in his story and actually could be kind of a sweetheart… To the player at least.

The romance in this game had to be Winnie’s favorite aspect of it. She was very romantically inexperienced to say the least and this just added to what made the game her perfect escape from reality. It made her feel like someone actually liked her. Winnie prepared to select the next dialogue choice when suddenly she noticed they had changed.

1. [……….]

2. ………..

3. ……….

4. ……….

She looked up and saw a smirk form on Astarion's lips, his eyes appeared as if he was staring back at Winnie from through the screen. Before she could speak Astarion slit Tav's throat and let them drop onto the ground.

“What. The. Fuck.” The brunette haired female went pale as she stared at her computer screen. Astarion sighed in what sounded like relief?

“Finally, we've done that old song and dance so many times! The novelty has completely worn off.” He stretched out his arms, before wiping his dagger on the ground. “It feels so invigorating to try something new, wouldn't you agree?”

“Uhh…..What's going on?” Winnie asked aloud. She was shaking a bit in both confusion and a little fear. Her character was kinda just laying on the ground dead…and Astarion was talking….to her!?

“Oh dear, it seems I've gone and frightened you. Ahaha!” Astarion chuckled before appearing to move closer to the screen, even going so far to place his hand on it…

“Hello darling…”

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sophswritingthings · 5 months

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hii i'm the person who had the request about mizu having a dream about the reader!! it was so perfect, omg. this isn't any pressure to continue it or do a part 2 i just wanted to scream about how soft it made me. cause like. mizu would totally be so flustered after the fact, she can't help herself from envisioning the dream every time she looks you in the eye now like. you portray her character so well with the subtle kindness towards the reader like her not wanting them to be scared?? got me. ugh just so incredible thank you for writing it!!

pairing: mizu x fem!reader

warning(s): mizu + reader being a dumbass, swearing

a/n: AHHHH thank you!!! all the compliments are making me kick my feet 😭 and because you were so nice I have a present for youuu

summary: every time mizu looks at you; all she can see is you two together. happy. in love. one day she lets her dream slip to ringo; and you hear it.

word count: 490 words / 2,655 characters

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at this point; she was close to tying you to a tree and leaving you there where she could never find you—let alone you find her.

but she couldn’t do that; it would hurt you, and you being hurt would in turn hurt her.

every time she saw your pretty-ass face; all she could think about was that dream.

that sweet, beautiful fucking dream.

and it was bad that she liked the dream. It was really, really bad.

the idea and the scenes she saw would keep replaying in her mind; over and over again.

every time she would even think of you, even for just a second, she’d see it over and over again.

It was like a good movie she hated watching because she didn’t like the actors.

or maybe she was just denying she might like a certain actor a little too much.

“master?”

mizu snapped out of her thoughts; glancing at ringo, he was walking right beside her.

“yes, ringo?” she rasped.

“master seems.. distracted,” he described. “you are never distracted.”

“never is a strong word, ringo,” she narrowed her eyes, watching you just up ahead. you had stopped at an herbalist’s shop.

“than what is master so distracted about?”

worry flooded over her head; did she want to answer that question when you were probably in earshot?

no.

but maybe she needed to say something to someone; maybe than she’d stop thinking about it. and ringo was the perfect person; he was.. actually, somewhat, trustworthy with secrets.

“(y/n),” that was the first word she said, before sighing.

“what about her?” ringo implored.

“.. her stupidly pretty eyes— and for gods fucking sake, why is she so damn nice? It’s absurd, really,” mizu paused, hearing how loud she’d really said the words.

well—fuck.

you were gazing at her, your eyes a bit wide. she couldn’t be talking about you; that was impossible.

and you honestly didn’t know, if she was talking about you, wether to take it as a compliment or an insult.

you supposed she meant it as a compliment.

“i—erm—thank you,” you murmured, gazing up at her.

she was in deep shit now. a hole she didn’t know how to dig herself out of.

“.. you’re welcome, I suppose,” she murmured back, adverted her gaze.

ringo, on the other hand stood between you two, glancing back and forth.

“(y/n), why don’t you—“

before he could finish his words, you clamped a hand over his mouth.

you smiled awkwardly at her.

she arched an eyebrow at you. what was he going to say that you so desperately didn’t want her to know?

“why can’t he—“

“—it isn’t important!” your face was ridden with a pink blush, backing away from the situation. “It just isn’t.”

“.. okay,” she conceded, not wanting to push you any further.

but she so needed to know what he was gonna say.

and why didn’t you want her to hear it?

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a/n: again, my darling, thank you!! ya’ll are all so sweet it’s gonna kill me one day istg <3 also mizu is a character I can really get into and understand; seeing as we share something in common: both being half white (plus I have blue eyes too but that doesn’t really factor in). and being so hell bent on “fixing” what is wrong with her, when there’s really nothing wrong with her in the place! I just get into that so bad ahahahah. also she’s hot, so there’s that 😅

#mizu x you #mizu x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #blue eyed samurai #ask #asked and answered #request #fic request #x reader

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ultralightpoe · 10 months

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Hits Different - Tangerine

Authors Note : Heya! I am so glad I finally got all the songs filled and am so ready for the event!

MIDNIGHTS EVENT HERE

Word Count: 3433

Warnings: none I think

Enjoy!

I washed my hands of us at the club

You made a mess of me

I pictured you with other girls in love

Then threw up on the street

Like waiting for a bus that never shows

You just start walkin' on

They say that if it's right, you know

Each bar plays our song

Nothing has ever felt so wrong

Nothing really registered properly at the moment, the only thing you knew was your palms were digging into the grass below you as your best friend cursed behind you, holding your hair back as you puked in the shitty college town park you had stumbled into.

If this had been a normal outing the roles would have reversed and it would have been you holding her own hair back with a sober attitude she wouldn’t be able to recognize, too wasted to know that you were fuming, but for once in your terribly long friendship it had been you that took far too many shots. This time it had been you that had to be dragged away from some random guy with a wedding ring tan.

Tan…..oh Tan.

Just at the memory of the nickname you feel the need to vomit again, tears stinging your eyes as your best friend giggles behind you, obviously not concerned for the mental breakdown you were currently having.

“Do you think he has a new girlfriend?” You slur out, knees wobbly as she helps you up, leaning down to snatch the weapons off your feet so you can walk across the grass with her. She leads you to a public hose, or at least she hopes it’s public as she turns it on.

“Definitely babe.”

“I don’t get it! This never happens to me!” By this you mean being left behind.

It was no secret amongst your friend group that you were a flight risk when it came to relationships, always leaving before you got attached but just late enough that your significant other had already said the three words. You had never said the three words back….ever…..well until him.

“Just forget him babe,” She sighs out, grabbing your hands gently. “You keep waiting for him to call, and it’s been three weeks. He’s not calling back.”

“But I told him I loved him.” You hiccup, flinching as the cold hits your hands.

She doesn’t respond and in your drunken stupor you can’t help but feel like a massive burden, so you shake your head with tears and whine out “I’ll stop talking about him, I swear.”

“It hurts right now, I know that. But soon enough you are gonna wash your hands clean of the whole thing.” She smiles, and you think about that for a moment before nodding and scrubbing your own hands under the water.

From tonight on you won’t get Tangerine the satisfaction.

You are washing yourself clean of him entirely.

But little did you know the entire time you were washing your hands you were humming yours and tans song, the whole reason you began to have the mental breakdown at the bar in the first place. Your best friend doesn’t point it out, she owes you that much.

How many times had you wiped her mascara and bought her ice cream after being dumped? This was an easy act to return.

Oh my, love is a lie

Shit my friends say to get me by

It hits different

It hits different this time

Catastrophic blues

Movin' on was always easy for me to do

It hits different

It hits different 'cause it's you

('Cause it's you)

You were proud to say that you weren’t the one that brought him up during the weekly sunday brunch three days later, only to be immediately shamed by the way you head snapped at attention when your friend said his name.

“Any news?”

Your best friend shakes her head from beside you, pouring more bottomless mimosas for you as you try to muster up an answer, really just anything to explain what had happened there but the truth was you had no clue yourself.

“No, and honestly I have been running through all our last conversations to figure out what went wrong, was I too clingy? Did I scare him off?” You explain, watching all the girls lean forward in their seats. “And it’s so weird because I said I love you and he said it back. I don’t know-”

“I think you just panicked because of our teasing.” You best friend lies, batting her eyelashes at you.

“Yeah! Girl I don’t think you really loved him, you were probably just in overdrive to prove us wrong. You are so lucky he left when he did.”

“He probably has a wife.”

“With kids.”

“That live in a nice suburban home-” You rush away from the table, sick of all the images they were giving you. They were obviously looking for reasons for you to feel better but none of it was helping because you knew you loved him.

He had been your first l word.

And it had been wasted.

I used to switch out these Kens, I'd just ghost

Rip the Band-Aid off and skip town like an asshole outlaw

Freedom felt like summer then on the coast

Now the sun burns my heart and the sand hurts my feelings

And I never don't cry (no, I never don't cry) at the bar

Yeah, my sadness is contagious (my sadness is contagious)

I slur your name 'til someone puts me in a car

I stopped receiving invitations

A year ago you had been covered in a sweet scented sun balm, topless at the beach and tanning under the nice heat of the day as whatever lover you had at the time ran to get you both something to drink. You were holding your sunglasses in one hand and a book in the other, facedown on the poolside chair when two feet emerged in your vision. Two feet that you had not recognized.

You had picked your head up slowly, blinking to clear the sunspots in your vision as the stranger came into view, brown hair tousled and gold chain glinting in the light. There was a pinkish tint to his shoulders and chest, and he smirks as you trace your eyes over his figure.

“Can I help you?” You keep your voice sultry, eyelashes batting up at him as a slow smile spreads across his face.

“I was hoping you’d be so lovely and share some of that sunblock with me,” His accent is thick as he squats down to be at the same level as you, eyes filled with something close to adoration that has your heart spiraling. “As you can see love, I’m burnin away here.”

“I do apologize for that, the sun can be quite the enemy…” You smile, reaching down to grab it, moving to hand it to him. His eyebrows shoot up and he feigns a look of shock for a moment before one of fake hurt.

“You can’t expect me to do it, lovey. You see I can’t reach my own fucking back…”

“How dare I!” You gasp, playing along and trying not to laugh.

“Yeah, how fucking dare ya.” His toothy grin pulls a matching smile from you and he turns slowly to let you rub the balm onto his back, and you cast nervous glances around for the date that had brought you to the resort.

“Don’t worry about him right now, yeah love? Your Kenny doll won’t mind us having some fun.” If you knew his secrets you’d have known that Tangerine had handled the man in the restroom, scaring him off so he could make a move. But you would never be allowed to see any of that.

Oh my, love is a lie

Shit my friends say to get me by

It hits different

It hits different this time

Catastrophic blues

Movin' on was always easy for me to do

It hits different

It hits different 'cause it's you

('Cause it's you)

“What was that fucks name again?” Tan laughed, reaching to pinch your ass as you pass him to grab the popcorn for your movie night.

“How am I supposed to know?”

“Mmmhmm, my lil’ fucking heartbreaker.” He grunts out, pressing his body against yours and kissing at your neck drawing a giggle from you.

“We’re never gonna watch the movie if you can’t control yourself, and you were the one that begged for this movie night rather than a night-”

“I know I know.” He sighs, allowing himself one more kiss before moving to the living room to set up. It takes you a couple more minutes to grab the tray of snacks, and when you finally shuffle out to the living room you find a huge fort made out of pillows and blankets with your boyfriend nowhere in sight.

“Tan?” You call, setting the tray down and leaning to check in the fort for him only to find it empty. The lights of the tv are your only source of light so you don’t see the figure behind you until it’s too late and he snatches you by the waist and spins you around in the air.

A laugh pulls from you as he yells out a battle cry and throws you both into the fort where all the pillows were laid out.

After a couple minutes of laughter you catch your breath and play with his hair as he leans over your outstretched body, his own pressed against yours and his fingers trailing love touches up your side as he stares at you.

“I love you, you know that?” You blurt, watching a smile crack across his face.

“I love you too.”

You ended up never watching the movie, choosing to stay in the fort and admire each others bodies in a way you had never done before, panting and moaning under the faint blue light the tv sent through the sheets of the fort.

I find the artifacts, cried over a hat

Cursed the space that I needed

I trace the evidence, make it make some sense

Why the wound is still bleedin'

You were the one that I loved

Don't need another metaphor, it's simple enough

A wrinkle in time like the crease by your eyes

Except you woke up alone in the fort, covered in blankets that you did not remember grabbing, and the tv had been turned off.

He must have been late for work and you simply overslept, it was a rational answer you gave yourself because normally Tan would wake you up before he left. Or maybe there had been an emergency with his baby brother.

There were many reasons he could be gone so you simply sent him a good morning text and moved on with your day, telling yourself you would take the fort down later.

But then the goodmorning text turned into a question about dinner that had gone unanswered, and late at night you sat at the dining table with pizza shoved in your face as you anxiously messaged him asking if he was okay.

You imagined all the men that you had used for trips and money laughing at you right now, a heavy sense of irony and then you shook your head and reminded yourself that it’s only been a day, this wasn’t a ghosting situation…..

Except it had been, and by the second week you had sent him so many messages that you were sure he finally blocked you when the messages started ready ‘not delivered’.

An embarrassed sob had clawed up your throat at that, furiously wiping your eyes and chugging the glass of wine you had poured before moving to pick up the fort.

If anyone had been confused by the sobbing girl in the laundry room of the apartments at 2 am they never said it and you were slightly thankful for that as you washed the sheets from the fort.

It was time to move on, you were better than this.

You ghosted people, not the other way around.

This is why they shouldn't kill off the main guy

Dreams of your hair and your stare and sense of belief

In the good in the world, you once believed in me

And I felt you and I held you for a while

Bet I could still melt your world

Argumentative, antithetical dream girl

You hadn’t realized that getting dumped was this hard to get over though. Sure you had cheered your friends up from it but you had never felt it yourself, this was a different world to you. You cried when you threw the photos away, and you cried when you packed up anything he left in a box to donate to goodwill.

He plagued your every waking thought, the image of his eyes and the sound of his voice filling your thoughts whenever you allowed yourself to relax so you spent most your time cleaning or working to distract yourself.

A little over a year with him, and this is what it came to?

Your best friend tried convincing you to be angry which led to you puking in a clubbing dress in the middle of a park. And the girls brunch had left you just a little more miserable when the conversation had turned to the engagement party of one of your close friends, and by the time you crawled home you ended up in a ball on the carpet of the living room floor, closing your eyes for a quick nap to shut the world out for a bit.

You didn’t need him, fuck you had traveled the world before him, you could just go back to that.

I heard your key turn in the door down the hallway

Is that your key in the door?

Is it okay? Is it you?

Or have they come to take me away?

To take me away

Going back to dating after a year of a relationship had been rocky, and your first date back had led to you cheering up your date as he talked about his own ex, and by the time you packed him into an uber that night you felt a bit better about yourself. You weren’t over your ex, but so what? No one else was either?

And any anxiety you had about dating had gone out the window at that, because you had realized you had the perfect weapon in your hands.

So you cracked out your best and sexiest dresses and by week 12 of no contact with Tan you began spending your nights putting on the performance of your life.

You would sniffle, and you would bat your eyelashes as you talked about how heartbroken you were, the men would be hooked at the sad doe eyes and you would spend the meal talking about how nice and kind they were, then when the check came you would put the nail in the coffin with the tiny tears on how they were so much better than your ex.

But they weren’t, they were free meals and free wine that you enjoyed toying with. Because no one had ever pulled your heartstrings the way Tan had, and no one had been able to break your heart the way he had. You were sure you would never give anyone else the chance.

So you followed your own routine after that, when the man of the night would lead you to the sidewalk and call an uber thinking he was about to get laid, you would start crying and then crying would turn to blubbering as you talked about how amazing they were.

Nothing scared a guy off faster than clinginess, this you knew well.

They are always scared off at the blubbering mess of sobs, putting you in an uber and paying for your ride home, desperate for you to stop crying.

There had been one uber driver that had picked you up 3 times, and always laughed when you stopped crying the second the poor fool was out of sight. You shared your gum with her and she promised to mention you in a novel she was writing, you told her to make you iconic.

And then you would be dropped off, where you would sit, slightly tipsy, in your very lonely apartment.

Some nights you would trick yourself into thinking you heard Tans key in the door…. You never did and the pitch of excitement you got always ended in a pained feeling so you began to listen to headphones rather than silence.

Oh my, love is a lie

Shit my friends say to get me by

It hits different (it hits different)

It hits different this time

Catastrophic blues

Movin' on was always easy for me to do

It hits different (it hits different)

It hits different 'cause it's you

Your date tonight had chosen a really good restaurant tonight, and not only that he had actually been pretty funny. So when you left the restaurant stuffed and laughing you nearly forgot your performance, but he seemed like he didn’t expect anything as he kissed your cheek to call you a ride, telling him to call you when you crawled in before shutting the door softly and you felt a small smile spread across your face.

“That one seemed sweet.” Niama comments, watching you through the rearview mirror of the uber. You smile even more and pull out the dessert you ordered.

“I got this for ya.” You hand it to her and she laughs.

“And if it hadn’t been me?”

“I would have gone home and eaten it myself. It was a win win idea.”

When she drops you off that night she gives you her number and tells you that she demands an amazing interview for her book, and as you walk up the steps to your apartment you are left with a giddy feeling from a good night.

Maybe that’s why you didn’t notice it at first. Too busy laughing to yourself to notice the familiar smell of mint on the doorstep, or the fact that your door was unlocked.

But the second you enter it’s clear something is off.

The lights are on, and you know for a fact that you had turned them off before you left. The kitchen was cleaner then you left it and the smell of mint filled your lungs.

Everything was right and yet it was so so wrong.

You find yourself frozen in the doorway, one hand clenching the doorknob as the other tightens into a fist at the center of your jacket, doing your best to wake yourself up from whatever dream this was.

“Y/n?” He calls, the same familiar accent that had talked you to sleep nearly every night for a year. And then he is there, limping harshly as he comes around the corner.

His entire face is covered in blisters and bruises, a cast on his left arm.

He watches you in the doorway, and you blink back at him struggling to find something to say….anything, a single word would be fine.

“H…..Hey lovey.”

Oh, my, love is a lie

Shit my friends say to get me by

'Cause it's you

Catastrophic blues

Movin' on was always easy for me to do

It hits different (yeah)

Hits different 'cause it's you

His normal cockiness was gone, and you can see the fear in his eyes in an instant, as he looks you up and down.

“You……look stunning.”

“You look like hell.”

He nods, taking his unbroken hand up to wipe his tears before he clears his throat and stands straighter. “I think it’s time to explain.”

You nod, moving to shut the door and you stand there just a second more before flinging across the room where he stood, careful of his injuries when you pull him into a bone crushing hug.

He groans in pain and you pull yourself back quickly but his unbroken hand is fisted in the back of your coat to keep you close as he catches his breath.

“Sorry love,” He grunts, pressing his forehead to yours. “I got shot.”

“IthoughtIscaredyouawayand- I’m sorry…. You got shot?” A small smile spreads across his face as he watches you.

“You think you scared me away by sayin’ I love ya?” He chuckles, his hand sliding up your side until it’s woven in your hair. “Cause I’m worried about what I’m about to tell ya will scare you off.”

Don't forget to request a character and a song from the album Sour by Olivia Rodrigo for the next event!

And check out the midnights masterlist at the top of this post for more taylor swift fun!

#tangerine bullet train smut #tangerine x reader #tangerine angst #tangerine smut #tangerine x y/n #tangerine #lemon and tangerine #tangerine bullet train #bullet train movie #bullet train smut #bullet train #taylor swift #taylor swift midnights #midnights album #aaron taylor johnson

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nexusnyx · 1 year

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heyyy. so what if reader and joel got in a really big argument because he wasn’t being safe and putting his life on the line and that pissed her off. so joel gets on a horse, and rides off into the sunset in true cowboy fashion. when she’s on a supply run with some of the other people from tommy’s town, they find joel, injured and hiding out in a barn. she didn’t recognize him at first, and pointed her gun at him but when he’s like “it’s me.” she’s all like “for fuck’s sake, joel. i almost shot you.” “someone already did.” and yeah feel free to take that anywhere u want <3

that's such a cinematic idea!! you've got a good imagination, Sof. thanks for the request. — main masterlist | 🏷️: established 'situationship', post-outbreak, mentions of past attempted suicide, hurt/comfort, fluff. [WC: 1.7k]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ˗ˏˋ꒰ foolish ꒱

All of his recklessness had a direction. A purpose.

Joel had no reason to tend to his own life with careful hands. Not when those same hands had inflicted so much damage already. When they'd caused so much destruction. He knew how to direct his anger and reckless behavior well—to protect, evade, survive.

All of that kept him away from building any kind of real relations, but that goes up in flames after Ellie. And then it really disappears after you.

Joel's scared again. He panics. He cares, and he talks about himself, and he lets spill out secrets he never once spoke about.

He's just not ready for what comes after they're out in the open.

“I just can’t concentrate if I’m worried about you going in with your knuckles and elbows to someone’s fucking face instead of at least trying to keep it cool. y’know? I don’t know. Call me crazy, Joel. I thought you could control yourself.”

“No.”

“No?”

“No. That just ain’t fair. Was I supposed to do nothin’?”

“Yes! Exactly. If you’d given me at least one second—”

“He asked if you up for offer. I should’ve fuckin’ killed, him.”

“Joel, he could’ve asked ‘if the little bitch worth a quarter or 10 bucks’ and I couldn’t give less of a shit—”

“You—I swear to god.”

“He’s an animal! And a fucking idiot. But he was the idiotic animal with the goddamn information. Which we needed. And now we don’t have, ‘cause he and his buddies have ran back to wherever the hell they’re hiding and we’re never gonna see them again. And they had the real deal—they had medicine we need that are lacking in the stock.”

“I know. I know. Fuckin’ hell, I know.”

“... you know I’d help you do anything you wanted, right? I don’t care about what they say. And I’d wanna kill anyone who disrespected you like that, too, but we gotta be at least smart before we’re emotional.”

“...Tommy’s gonna fuckin’ kill me.”

“No, he won’t. I’ll talk to him. Make something up.”

“You don’t need to.”

“I know. But I’m gonna.”

“...thank you. … I really am sorry, ‘kay? I’m still gettin’ used to—I just. I saw red.”

“And I get that.”

“...you really do, don’t you?”

“Yeah. Remember how I acted at that river trade? Because of what that man said about you?”

“Couldn’t forget it if someone blew my brains away. … You’re a lil’ crazy, baby, y’know that?”

“Coming from you, Miller. That’s rich.”

“Yeah… It’s kinda beautiful. You’re like—a force o’nature, or somethin’. Fuck, I’m sorry—I’m drunk—but listen. I won’t fuck up again.”

“I know you’ve got my back. I just want you to have yours, too. I worry about you and how you dive head first into dangerous shit ‘cause when it comes to you, you don’t think.”

“... had no reason to, ‘till recently.”

“Well, now you do. Should’ve always had, but now you really do ‘cause there are people, like Ellie, like Tommy, like me, who are gonna be pretty pissed off if you’re stabbed again anytime soon. Don’t make me go feral and have to kill a fucker ‘cause you know me by now. I have the whole thing where I have to bury the bodies I’m responsible for and, honestly—have pity on my back’s sake, Joel. I don’t got the back for that shit anymore.”

“You’re so—can’t believe your fuckin’ jokes sometimes.”

“You’re laughing.”

“Yeah, ‘cause I’m crazy too, obviously.”

“Obviously.”

“‘don’t got the back for it’. You’re—You know, I never thought I’d be this happy I didn’t blow my brains out. Last time I thought that Ellie was standin’ on top of a fuckin’ dinosaur and—”

Joel shivered.

You found him as you were searching a barn on a supply run with Tommy, the day after he ran away on Shimmer’s back.

A stom had followed his departure, not minutes later, and he was still out of the gates when the time to close them came by, which meant he’d been locked out. Tommy was the one to give the ‘ok’ for the gatekeepers to shut them down, his face twisted into a painful twist and an apologetic look sent your way, but it was also Tommy who nodded his agreement to go with you when you announced you were going out the very next morning despite the horrible weather and the feet of snow making everything ten times harder.

It was obvious to you he couldn’t have gone far.

When you find him, Joel speaks up first. “It’s me.” He somehow heard you coming before you saw him.

Of course he did. It’s Joel.

The voice still makes you flinch—Joel was kneeling on the ground with his thickest jacket wrapped around him and his knees pulled up, and—”Jesus Christ, Joel. I almost fuckin’ shot you.”

As you’re lowering your gun, he goes. “It’s happened before.”

It’s such an oddly-timed joke that it halts your steps toward him, but then, his eyes find yours and it happens, just like always. You two share a private, ‘this is a fucked up joke, but we find it funny either way’ laugh. The same one that bonded you two.

You kneel beside him, taking out the blanket you brought in your backpack exactly for this, and wrap it around his shoulders, rubbing him up and down on his arms and his back.

When you’re satisfied with your job — he quit shivering — you finally make eye contact.

“You got stuck because of the storm, right?” your question comes out in a whisper, and your breath fogs up the air between the both of you.

You didn’t run away, right?

Joel takes a deep breath, and nods. His eyes close for a moment before he leans in slowly until his forehead is touching yours.

“Told you I wouldn’t do that.” Joel said those words a couple of months ago, and you still had trouble wrapping your head around them. I ain’t goin’ nowhere. I like it here. With you.

“‘kay.” Your lips search his in the dark and find them waiting for the kiss already. With your hands still on his shoulders, you can feel a lot of tension dissipating when you sigh into the kiss, and Joel seems to fully come back to his body. You pull away against your will, and take a few seconds before you’re able to open your eyes.

His warmth always spreads through you like an oven slowly heating up.

“‘m sorry if I scared you.”

It’s inevitable—a smile blossoms in your face, and you start laughing.

“What?” Joel asks, confused and serving the biggest doe eyes in your direction.

For someone who punched first and asked questions later, a night stuck with the howling story winds made quick work of reminding him he was cared for. “Nothing.” I love you. “You did scare me. I spent all night thinking about whether you were okay or not.” The doe eyes seem to glisten with the soft light, and it pulls you in to seal your lips on his again. “But it’s ok. I just wanna go now and run you a hot bath and massage… all of your body. Is that ok? Can I do that?”

Joel’s eyes said I’ve never felt more vulnerable and that’s going to be a lot, but it also said it’s exactly what I need and I don’t know how to say that out loud. From his lips, it came out, “I… yeah. Yeah, ya can. I wanna… Wash your hair. And—you. ‘s that weird?”

“It’s not.”

“I like that smile on you. ‘s my favorite.”

“I am so happy I left Tommy behind.” Joel laughs at that, and he makes a move to get up. “I’m serious. We’d never hear the end of this.”He gets up with your help, and you two can walk side by side, leaning on each other and not speak of the storm that passed and carried more than just heavy snow all around. The things that are rising and growing between you are deep-rooted somewhere—nothing seems to shake you and Joel away. Only closer together. Tighter. Realer.

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wayfayrr · 21 days

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I didn't think hyrule had berlin-

had a silly thought about the links in Mario kart getting a little attached to you, so when you end up in hyrule? well of course they're gonna get close if they can :3

gotta thank @peepthatbish @tomsishere and @xxbuttercup for helping me brainstorm this <33

[masterlist]

“You think there’s a chance that the shadow could ever send us to my world? I mean, it did bring me here so there’s gotta be at least a small chance right?”

“Yeah, I hope so anyway, I’d love to go to Berlin with you. That always looked like a nice city.”

“Wait tears how-”

“Really? Athens always looked nicer to me.”

“OKAY HOW DO YOU BOTH-”

“Course you’d say that goddess boy.”

“Goddess boy?”

“HEY YOU TWO - you can bicker later, how the FUCK do you know the names of cities in my world?”

That got their attention, with them both turning to me with some clear confusion before it quickly melted away into a… look of devotion? It’s pretty clear that they both know something that I don’t, hopefully they’ll be kind enough to let me in on it soon enough, if I even want to know from the look they’re giving me that is.

“Do you not remember my dove?”

“Or did you not know that we could hear?”

“... That you could hear?”

Hear what exactly, me when I was off of their games? Before I got to hyrule?

Wait.

The places they mentioned - the fact that it’s just them who seem to know - could they be talking about mario kart? If they are then… how much could they hear? Did they hear any of my friends? Did they hear when I was drunk? If they could then, how much do they know about me? There have been times when I’ve been too drunk to remember what I was even saying and if they heard that then… What don't they know about me?

I don’t have a clue how to start processing this, do I even want to stay with them now - the others don’t seem to have a clue are they safe for me to be around. Neither of them are really touching me so, if I’m going to move now is my chance. Just got to hope they don’t notice me trying to move.

“Hey, sundelion, where are you going? We - we finally opened up about that and you - you, please don’t leave.”

There goes my chance then, he’s got a good grip on my hand and he’s not likely to let go. Even if he didn’t it’s not like I could get all that far now that he’s noticed me trying to leave, he’d just use recall on my clothes to bring me right back over. Aaaand now he’s tearing up.

“You’re worried about what we know right? Well I’ll tell you - anything you want to know if we know, just don’t leave please.”

“Tears - what no, No you can’t decide that for the two of us, that’s not fa-”

“Sky… I just - I can’t lose them - I can’t- you know I can’t!”

“But to just tell them everything off of the bat like that.”

“What would you suggest instead, you want their trust right?”

“You two know that I can hear everything you’re saying, you aren’t alone.”

“Mhm, it’s still strange getting used to you being here and being able to hear us too though. Guess we still have old habits.”

Just finding out about the secrets they’ve been keeping seems to have taken a load off of their shoulders, with tears instantly sticking himself onto my side tighter than if he were to fuse our shirts together again. Sky is still a bit more distanced though, like he’s scared of letting his guard down, he’s frowning too. It’s been clear for a while though that sky is hiding something, his saccharine-sweet facade being far too kind even for a hero and with what he’s just said… there’s more to him than he’s let on. Honestly? I’m not sure I want to find out what’s being hidden away.

“[name]? Would you be able to come over here a moment?”

Oh to think time saying that would one day not fill me with dread, it’s a good opportunity to get a bit of time to process everything. And who knows, maybe he’s got some good news about the search to find me a way home, he’s been near obsessed with the idea of getting me home since- well since sky and tears started to get more attached. Does he - is there a chance he knows more than he’s letting on? It’s not a surprise seeing how many other secrets he keeps from the others I guess he promised you the second he knew you knew his past that he wouldn’t keep any from you unless it was for your own safety. Why are you ignoring that? Tears still has his hand holding mine, Sky’s still staring too, just need to try to move; they heard time just as well as I did so I should be able to move. “Wait, do you have to go, he doesn’t sound urgent. Can’t it wait?”

“Old man should learn to wait his turn with you…”

“Knowing him it’s probably a - what was that sky?”Knowing how he was in game it shouldn’t be surprising that he’s acting like this, he was always the link with the snarkiest dialog, even being outright mean at times. It shouldn’t be surprising that the calm sleepy soft boy was a bit of a persona he put up, but it is surprising he’s starting to let it drop. Time didn’t seem to like how clingy they’re getting though, seeing as he decided to come over to get me himself instead of waiting any longer. Helping me up and getting us away from the others.

"So what is it you wanted me for so badly?"

"I think I've found a way to get you home."

#haha three yans in this #guess who the third is #spoilers he's platonic #also if people want this continued?#shoot me an ask I'll write it #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #linked universe x reader #link x reader #yandere link #lu tears #lu sky #lu time #moss✦writes

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rabbits-rib · 17 days

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Rubbing my hands together like a evil fly

What's up pookie how are you, I have another request of it's okay :3

Some sfw and NSFW headcanons for Tim and Evan?

(the volleyball ones were so good I was giggling and kicking my legs ngl)

-🐟

HIII FISHY !! i'm soso happy you liked them :33 lmk if any of this should change !!

[NSFT] 🚬☠️ Tim Wright / Evan Myers x gn!reader sft and nsft headcanons :)

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Tim :

[SFT]

sappy guy honestly

he's got a lot of walls for you to get through, but as soon as you do he's the SWEETEST

he's a family man i can tell you that

whether that's y'all and some kids or y'all and some pets is up to you

he's the kinda guy to slow dance in the kitchen with you, quietly humming and tracing small circles into your back

he feels so guilty for it, but he does have a lot of reoccurring nightmares given what he's been through

he made need space, he may need comfort, but he just doesn't want you to be scared

that's honestly a major fear of his, making you scared of him in any way

it's a lot of his job and day to day, but he doesn't wanna do that to you. he knows you, he's let you into his life, he wants to keep you there

he honestly and truly does his best to keep you happy

he knows he can't get you everything he wishes he could, but he'll be damned if he doesn't try to make it up to you in other ways

[NSFT]

SPEAKING OF OTHER WAYYSSS

lord have mercy does this man love to praise you

every little thing you do, every little noise you make, he thinks it's the sweetest thing

not to say he won't be absolutely demolishing you, but he's definitely gonna be whispering deep, gravely praises into your ear while he does it

you have an almost constant hum of a low, "yeahh, that feel good, pretty? doin' so good for me, just a little more, i know you've got it in ya"

LOOOVES FUCKING YOU FROM THE BACK 🗣️

the control he has to use you however he wants reaaally gets him going

and he likes that you get to be as loud as you want, since most of the time he lasts long enough for your arms give out holding your body up that you're just a moaning mess against the pillows

he has

a secret

that he is EMBARRASSEDDDDDD about

it makes his head spin when you mark up his neck

he's so sensitive, poor thing has to grab onto your hips with a vice grip to keep himself grounded

if you catch him in the right moment while you're riding him and go for his neck, it's one of the few times you can hear him whimper

Evan :

[SFT]

HE IS SUCH A GOOF

complete dork and we love him for it

he's so obviously head over heels for you and it's the sweetest

if you like to talk about drama from work, school, etc he is PERFECT for over the top reactions

i feel like you guys have a lot of those moments where if there's a beat of silence in a conversation or just in general as soon as you guys make eye contact you burst out laughing at literally nothing

likes to play his music LOUDD

especially in the shower or while he's cleaning he is jamming way tf out and he absolutely wants you to join him

i think physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time are big things for him, so even if you're just there sitting on the couch while he's blasting music and smiling at him, he's over the moon

he's so silly and such a sap he'd do anything for you ☹️

[NSFT]

i can't imagine a world where Evan isn't loud

loves having you on top, you having any kind of control over him makes him melt

he is such a mess when he gets head

he's grabbing at anything he can, throwing his head back to let out whimpers and moans of your name

"o-ohh my god- babe please, please please it's s'much-"

HE CAN BE A SWEETHEART SOFT DOM THO

pressing your legs against your chest, panting and whimpering while trying his best to stay focused and keep an actual rhythm but you just feel so good around him his hips stutter and jolt against the back of your thighs

he always loves getting to see your face during anything

he wants to know he's doing good, and if he gets to watch your eyes roll back and hear you gasp out his name it's all he needs

he likes to talk you through it 😛

you could be on top riding him and as soon as he knows you're close he'd have a hand gripping your thigh or holding your hand, his voice low and adoring at he tells you "come on, baby, i got you, cum for me. i'm right here, i knoww, it feels so good, huh?"

#🐟#evan myers x reader #evan myers smut #tim wright x reader #tim wright smut #everymanhybrid x reader #marble hornets x reader #rabbit writings

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nightfall-kachiniko · 7 months

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“Kei, I’m pregnant.”

As soon as he heard those words his eyes widened, glancing up at you in shock.

Your voice was dull, but full of worry and almost regret in his eyes slightly widen meeting yours.

“What do you mean your pregnant?”

he asked, still trying to process the words that just came out your mouth.

“I mean, Im pregnant.” your voice shaked as fear washed over you.

You both stood there in complete shock, Keigo trying to make sense of the situation.

…

“A-and im the father?”

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK ASSHOLE?!” You screamed at him, upset that he’d even ask that.

“Im sorry, I just.. I wasn’t expecting that..”

“Yeah,” you sniffed “me neither”

You felt the tears flow down your face, terrified of what to do. He was your co worker, you two were sidekicks. How the hell could you two be parents? Would you two finally have to come clean about your relationship? How would the press respond? even worse, how would keigos agency respond?

“Y/n, i barley have time to see you.. how am I gonna be a good father?”

“I know..” you felt your breathes heave a little harder, more tears flowing down your face despite trying to play it cool. “And.. I don’t know..”

Your eyes could only look at the floor, too scared to look at him. All that could be heard was your small sobs of uncertainty. Uncertain what to do. Uncertain how this would change your life. Uncertain how he would respond.

“Y/n, i want this.” He finally said, breaking the silence between you two, “so bad..” he slightly smiled, his eyes begging to gloss.

“Kei, I can’t be a mother I can’t. We can’t be parents.” You admitted, feeling the defeat the world had bestowed upon you. Feeling the curse of falling in love with someone you should. All you could do was think to yourself ‘how stupid must you be?’

“I don’t even know the first thing about being a parent.” He said, his arms wrapping around you to hold you closer. “But I do know that we can at least try.”

Your eyes could only face the floor, scared to look at him.

“Kei, we can’t keep this baby a secret,” you muttered.

“we won’t.” He answered, trying to reassure you.

you hesitated before looking up at him. “What about your agency? They’d kill you, we could get fired!”

“Then you and our baby are worth it” he said honestly.

“Kei..” you look into his eyes, honesty filling your shaky voice as you softly whispered, “I-I’m terrified.”

You couldn’t get anything out. It felt like you had a rock in your throat and you couldn’t breathe. Keigo could see this, how scared you were, how when he held you, you trembled.

“Me too, y/n. I mean I’m scared shitless” he admitted with a small laugh.

“But you don’t have to worry.” he said, his hand cupping your cheek.

“I mean i don’t know what to do-“ his thumb caressed your tears away, as he tried calling you down.

“It’s okay y/n, we got this” he softly smiled

“We’re partners after all, aren’t we?” ༯

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ze0re · 8 months

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❝ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 ! ❞ －𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒. 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐑. 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅. 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐓𝐖𝐎 .

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞 ➯ {𝐋𝐚𝐩 𝟏}

꒰ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ! ꒱ cussing, choking, teasing, smoking, meantop!toji, top!gojo, top!sukuna, black!reader

𝐀𝐍. this took a little while but it’s okay! next chap gonna be spicy.

❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 ! ❞ - 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

－ 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟐:𝟑𝟎𝐩𝐦 (𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

gojo summary. - you and gojo start getting close after the incident in your bakery. but after getting too close to you he starts to feel guilty of the secret he’s keeping from you.

It’s been two weeks since the incident with Gojo and honestly everything has felt very..weird? I don’t know if i’m just paranoid or anything but anytime i would go out to take out the trash or even walk home after closing i feel as if someone is watching me. Every night it feels that way whenever i walk down the street, sometimes i even get scared that i have to stay at the bakery for a few extra minutes before leaving (¬_¬). But again i might just be paranoid or something.

2:30pm

Today was a very busy at the bakery with a bunch of college students and workers filling up every seat inside and out. It was a beautiful day out today, perfect for a sweet treat to complete their days, I was turned around after taking a costumers order placing it with the rest of the receipt for my workers, grabbing some extra receipt paper to put in the cashier. While you were busy with that a familiar face had came in with a wide grin on his face going up to the front counter, “S’cuse me miss.” He said watching as you struggled to open the packaging with a small grunt holding a finger up, “I’m so sorry sir, just give me one moment.” You grunted again using all your force to tear the packaging opening, with one final tug you got it open sighing in relief quick to turn around to take the mans order, “Sorry I ran out of paper, but what would you li- Gojo?.” Your eyes went wide spotting him standing in front of you and this time he wasn’t bleeding all over the floor. Gojo chuckled at your reaction leaning against the counter keeping eye contact with you, “Long time no see doll face.” He winked making your heart speed up fast.

He was here. Right in front you. Oh My Gosh.

You clenched the computer screen opening your mouth to speak but you choked up on your words not knowing what to say. It was like you were stuck in a daze..lost into his eyes, you almost forgot you were running a business till your worker saved the day. (Random Name) looked over to see you frozen you with a raise brow “Yo (Y/N)! You got a customer.” They yelled instantly knocking you out of your trance, “H-Huh? Oh! Uhm..what can i get you?.” You stuttered clearing your throat as he chuckled in response with a hum, cute as ever. “Surprise me darling.” He said before walking away somewhere, you watched as he walked off feeling your heart beat go back to normal. You blinked shaking your thoughts away before facing forward prepared for another customer to come in..not before feeling something under your hand. You raised a brow looking down at a folded piece of paper, taking it into your hand to unfold it.

𝖬𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄.

You clicked your tongue looking up to see if anyone was coming in but when you didn’t, you took off your apron throwing it onto the hook. “I’m gonna take my lunch!.” You yelled to everyone as they nodded saying ok’s going back to work. Before you went to the back you went to the display glass, sliding the door open to grab a few macaroons placing them in a nice cloth before tying it making your way to the back. You went through the kitchen and out back to where Gojo was waiting for you leaned up against the wall, when he heard the door open and close he turned to look your way spotting a tied cloth in your hand with a raised brow, “Is this my surprise?.” He questioned, turning your head his way feeling your heart increase nodding your head lowly, “Yeah..just picked up a few from the display. It’s not much but i hope you like them, they’re homemade too.” You said with a small smile handing the cloth to him which he gladly accepted, untying it to reveal four macaroons laying there, he smiled tying the cloth back up making sure it was secured holding it in his hand. “What kind of payment do you take?.” He said reaching for his wallet before you shot your hand to his wrist stopping him, “No! It’s okay really, you don’t have to pay for them.“ You looked down avoiding his stare, shaking his head. “I don’t ca-.“ “It’s okay Gojo, keep your money.” …The way you said his name did something to him, it sounded cute..yet hot?!. He sighed in defeat putting his wallet away putting a hand up in defeat, “Fine fine..” He chuckled raising his hand down, “By the way you can just call me Satoru.” Satoru.

Satoru, Satoru, Satoru. You liked the way it rolled off your tongue, “Satoru..” You mumbled to yourself picking your head up to finally look at him, “Were on first name basis now?.” You questioned, Gojo shrugged. “To the girl who saved my life, yes we are.” How could you guys already be on first names? You barley even know him! You thought once you helped him you would never see him again but boy you were wrong, “Why? Is that a problem?.” He questioned with a raised brow making you tense at the serious tone (Is what you thought), “N-No! It’s just- We barley know each other..and it’s weird calling you by your first name when i’m a stranger to you.” You said nervously fiddling with your fingers yet again avoiding his stare, Gojo chuckled at your shyness bringing his hand, picking up your chin to make you look at him, “If you feel more comfortable calling me “Gojo” go right ahead doll, i won’t force gpu.” You gulped that giant lump in your throat nodding your head into his hand hearing him chuckle releasing your chin stepping back from you.

“Now I gotta get goin to somewhere but i’ll catch you later, yeah?.” He raised a brow as you yet again nodded your head still stuck at the feeling of his hands on you. They were so soft..Gojo smiled at the lack of response turning around to walk out of the alley way, turning a corner soon disappearing. When he left you felt your heart slow down, falling against the wall with a big huff hands running down your face, mumbling into your hands

“Satoru..”

After that day Gojo has been non stop visiting you. Everyday he would come in to steal you from your shift to have a conversation or even eat some of your pastries together. It was all smiles and laughs as the days and weeks went by, by the time of it it’s been over three and half weeks of him visiting you ever since the accident. He’s grown interested in you, there was something about you that just intoxicated him, your soft skin, your scent, your beauty..he loved teasing and being playful with you it almost made him feel bad for keeping the other side of him a secret but he couldn’t tell you. Not now.

Not ever.

If you find out what he is and what he does you’ll be stuck around the world of violence and danger. He’s got so many people on his head as his position he can’t bare getting you involved with that, you were too kind and sweet as a butterfly yo enter the world of street racing. So as the days went by the more closer and trust was starting to build soon making you comfortable enough to start calling him Satoru- you even got waaayyy comfortable to give him a nick name! Today marked the “annual” anniversary of the day Satoru walked into your bakery almost half dead- Says it’s now your guys anniversary date or whatever he said. You don’t really pay attention to his non sense acts, rolling your eyes every time he would say something dumb. Sometimes if you feel like it you’ll even join in on the shenanigans, as the day went by and Satoru stuck besides you the whole day your workers started to question if that mysterious man was your boyfriend or not. Some ship it and some are suspicious of him, you guys looked cute together.

10:30pm

The whole day went by and it was now closing leaving you, Satoru, and (Random name). (Random name) watched as you two laughed taking the left over pastries putting them into the donation boxes with a raised brow, when the saw you guys finish up they hummed looking back to what they were doing continuing to wipe down the tables putting chairs up. You and Gojo went to the back to grab your keys and bag, when you were packing up everything taking the stuff you needed with you. You didn’t notice Satoru was sneaking up behind you, “Satoru you really don’t have t-.” You we’re interrupted by your own gasp feeling flour get slapped on your cheek onto your face hearing laughs. You turned around to playfully glare at him continuing to wipe the flour off your face, “Satoru Gojo..I swe- Toru!.” Again you were interrupted by him throwing more flour at you laughing like a child, “Ha..we’re you saying something doll?.” He smirked seeing you huff wiping the powder off your face, “You’re wasting my flour!.” You whined spotting the new bag of flour opened that you JUST got yesterday, Toru smiled walking close to where you were spotting flour still on your face as you kept trying to get it off, he snickered grabbing a rag near by bringing it up to your face, “Here let me help.” He mumbled, dropping your hands as you felt the rag on your face wiping away the flour.

The closeness between me and Toru was making me nervous, we were so close that i could feel the small of his breaths hit my face as he continued to clean my cheek, i couldn’t help but stare at him as he did so. Up close he was so handsome and perfect, the concentration in his blue eyes that would light up every-time a light source would hit them. It’s like staring at the ocean getting lost into it. After a few more minutes of him trying to get the flour off my face he sighed setting the rag down, “Got most of it off..” He mumbled but stopped looking down spotting some bits of flour on the corner of my mouth, before i knew it he brought his hand up towards my face again, taking it into his palm using his thumb to wipe away the flour, feeling the sensation of the his finger rub against my lips.

They were so soft..my breath hitched feeling his eyes get lost into mines as I got lost into his. The feeling of his thumb rubbing against ky bottom lip had me thinking..are his lips as soft as his hands? My eyes flickered to his pinkish lips that just looked soft from the sight of it, the tension in the air was getting so thicc I could practically slice through it with a kitchen knife. I don’t know what happened but my body started moving closer as Satoru did the same, he leaned his head, I doing the same feeling each others breaths as my lips hovered over his. I let my eyes fall close..leaning in to- “Yo (Y/N)!.” (Random name) yelled making the moment between me and Satoru stop, when Satoru realized what was about to happen his eyes widened stepping back from you with a cleared throat, watching as your eyebrows furrowed watching a wave of sadness flash through your face.

That was close..too close.

You cleared your throat trying to keep your voice from shaking yelling back towards (Random name) “Yeah?.” (Random name) came towards the back instantly walking into a room with awkwardness, they raised a brow but shook it off. “I’m gonna head out for tonight. Be safe while going home.” They said before taking their leave, it was nothing but awkward silence in the back room as you stood their in embarrassment..did he not want to kiss me? Was it too early for that? Gosh (Y/N)! You’re such an idiot. You cursed to yourself from the moment that happened as Satoru just avoided eye contact with you, for a few minutes or so he cleared his throat, “Let’s get going before it gets late.” He said almost in a stern tone snapping your head up with a nod, “Yeah.”

Yeah..

❝ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐤 ! ❞ - 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

- 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐𝟓𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟗:𝟑𝟎 𝐩𝐦 (𝐀 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

sukuna summary. - after the night of the race, he grown Interested Into you. after words going around of a new DK in the area, he stumbled upon you inviting you to one of his races, but you see one person you tried avoiding making you and sukuna grown closer.

It’s been a week since I left an impression In the parking garage and everywhere in the racing community knew about me. They say I could possibly be the DQ..Drifting Queen, It amazed me of how quick the news got out. As for now they were calling me Ghost girl since they didn’t know my name and cause i appear when i wanna be seen. Whenever i go out to buy more paint for my car i over hear some people talk about me, “Have you heard of that girl that tied with the DK?” “Yeah dude! Who knew the DK would have competition?” And so on so fourth, I would always snicker at the name “Drifting Queen.” I don’t mind being called it cause well not to be too cocky it fits me better than any one else.

9:30pm

I was walking to a near by auto parts store to pick up some more bolts, I had my hood up with my hands in my pockets strolling my way to the store. I was humming a small tone to myself before It got interrupted by my own gasp feeling my body getting tugged down an dark alley way getting pinned to a near wall. I was about to say something but grinned seeing who the person was, “Well look who it is? Couldn’t get enough of me after one night DK?.” I questioned tilting my head to the side watching a grin of his appear on his face clicking his tongue in response, “What can I say?.” He shrugged, “You peeked my interest that night.” So i peaked the Dk’s interest huh? No wonder. I chuckled shaking my head a bit, “How’d you know it was me?.” Sukuna nodded down towards the short black skirt with a smirk, “Your tattoo gave it away doll face.” I crossed my arms leaning against the wall, “So you paid attention to where my tattoo was? It could’ve been anyone’s for that matter.” I tested him, Sukuna seemed to like this little game i was playing with him by the hum that left his mouth.

“That tattoo was only done by Tadashi Hiro. He’s the one who originally designed it for his own gig. He only tattoos it to specific people that are connected to him and seeing you have it done tells me you’re one of the people he’s close with. Am right or correct?” Cocky bastard. I clicked my tongue nodding my head, “Touché.” Lost at my own game, what a bummer. I huffed once more nodding my head up, “Part from that, why do you have me pinned to a wall in a dark alley way at 9 o’clock at night? In my town this is considered stalking.” Once again he chuckled with a raised brow, “There’s a race tonight near the lake and i want you there.” He wants me there? “Why? So i can kick your ass again?” He scoffed with a snort, “You got lucky last time,.” You puckered your lips forming it into a pout staring at him, “Aww that just sounds like an excuse to me DK.” You said smiling in satisfaction seeing a frown, “If you wanted to race me again you could’ve just started off with that, but sure. I’ll come tonight, just be ready to lose..” You trailed leaning up against his ear whispering. “Again.” You smiled hearing a small growl leaving between his lips, glaring into your eyes, “I won’t lose.”

“No again, Not ever.”

10:10pm

You raised a brow as you walked through the crowd of people finding your way to where Sukuna was, you kept your hands in your pocket moving a long the crowd, with loud music booming into your ears. Where the hell is he? You scoffed still trying to make your way towards the crowd but couldn’t, something had to be going on for the crowd to be like this you huffed. As you yet again try to make your way passed the crowd you were stopped by someone grabbing your hips tugging you towards the chest feeling a breath hit your ears, “Look what we have here.” The voice chuckled making you instantly turn around pushing him away with a scowl on your face, It was Satoru. “Gojo.” You growled as you spoke watching him form a grin on his face, “Miss me sweetheart?” You scoffed, “Ta! Like hell I did, honestly i thought you were somewhere else from here..maybe even dead.” You spat glaring at him as he again chuckled with a shrug, “Ouch, we all know you don’t want me dead baby doll.” He pouted, rolling your eyes in response. “Quit the games Gojo what the fuck do you want?.” You questioned with a raised brow standing far from him, Gojo raised his own brow. “No more calling me Satoru huh doll face?” Again you rolled your eyes for the fiftieth time tonight, “That name has been dead for months the moment you decided to cheat on me.” Gojo snorted, “You’re still on that? Come on (Y/N), the past is the past i’m a changed man.” Changed man my ass you scoffed, “Of course i’m still on that because you wasted three years down the fucking drain!.” You yelled starting to feel that anger boiling inside you making everyone turn there heads to the commotion.

You glared at Gojo as he stared back you not realizing a certain someone also heard the commotion from everyone’s attention going to one place, Sukuna raised his head up from counting his money with a raised brow. He stood up to see for himself spotting you and the one bastard hehe didn’t expect to see tonight. He clicked his tongue stepping away from his car making his way towards the circle that surrounded you both. When the crowd saw the DK coming they started splitting a path for him towards the circle with hands in his pockets, when he came in to view Gojo’s eyes were the first ones to look up at him glaring straight through his red ones as he glared back at his blue ones. His eyes trailed with Sukuna’s as he watched him walk behind you sliding his hands to your hips pulling you back towards him putting his head on your shoulder. He scoffed to himself watching a sly smirk appear on his face, when you felt arms wrap around you, you almost pushed him away but when you saw those familiar tattoos on his wrist you relaxed a little bit, “This guy bothering you?” He asked glaring straight into Gojo’s eyes, your breath hitched a little feeling how connected you guys were, feeling his warmth engulf your own. You cleared your throat, “Yeah.” You mumbled avoiding the blue eyes that stared hard at you, Sukuna nodded his head double squeezing your hips leaning towards your ear, “Go wait for me over there.” He whispered nodding towards an area where his car was parked with stacks of money placed on top of it, you flickered your eyes to stare into his red ones before nodding your head. He let you go, turning around to walk away towards his car.

He clicked his tongue watching you walk off turning his attention back to Gojo, “Satoru Gojo, you got some balls walking into a terf that isn’t yours.” He said staring at him with a blank stare as Gojo snickered in response, “Last time I checked this didn’t belong to you. I’m free to roam wherever.” He was right, the lake didn’t belong to him ever since his parents feuded back then with the Gojo’s for the land. At first it was the Ryomen’s but ever since his parents lost control and died, it remained open to anyone and that pissed him off. Being in the same spot as this white haired bastard made him want to kill him on the spot but he knew if he made a move now his people were gonna have his head on the wall. Sukuna scoffed taking a step forward as Gojo did the same. they both stood at the same height, 6’1 staring hard into each others eyes. The tension between the both was so thicc you couldn’t even slice through it if you tried, Gojo and Sukuna have been rivals since the day they were born, they hated each other, despised each other, if you can find any other word for hate that would be it.

Gojo chuckled lowly stuffing his hands into his pants pockets staring behind him to see you leaning against a black car staring at the two of them, he looked back towards Sukuna, “You know, you shouldn’t interfere with something that has nothing to do with you..King.” He spat with venom leaving his tone, Sukuna laughed in response. “Anything that happens at my races has everything to do with me, I suggest you leave if you don’t want anything to happen like last time.” Ah, last time. How could he possibly forget about that? Gojo felt anger raise inside him but hid it by a snort, “Ah..last time, If you wanna bring up last time why not run it back.” He challenged making Sukuna raise a brow, “You’re the DK right? Let’s show everyone a real show yeah?.” His eyes darkened at the challenge he set out, “Got a bet to put out?.” He said, Gojo glared at him then towards you, “Winner gets her.” He nodded, Sukuna turned his head to look at you with a small growl turning back towards him. “If you win I’ll back off, you won’t ever have to see my face again. But If I win, the lake and her belongs to me, If you ever show your face around here again you’ll be killed on the spot. So, we got a deal? DK.” Sukuna clicked his tongue thinking, if it weren’t for this feud he would’ve been killed him. He scowled at the bet but he never deny’s them, he took Gojo’s hand into his squeezing it hard glaring at him.

“Deal.”

I had my arms crossed over my chest as i was deep into thoughts. How could he just pop up out of nowhere and act like nothing happened? Wasted three fucking years for some other girl because i couldn’t “provide” his needs. I scoffed clenching my hands onto the fabric that laid beneath them, what could have Sukuna possibly be saying to him? From afar i l could see Gojo’s face turn into a dark aura as Sukuna spoke to him. What was he saying? What was he doing? He couldn’t possibly be doing anything dumb could he?....But thinking back to him..ugh his warmth engulfing mine with his hands on my hips? I’m not going to lie to myself i missed the touch of his hands, those long..ha-..What am i talking about? You shook your head clearing your thoughts out, soon snapping up feeling his presence coming closer, you raised a brow looking at him who had a smirk on his face. What did he do. “What you do?” You asked as Sukuna walked past you grabbing the money off his hood putting them in his car in the safe place, “Bastard set a bet out and I took it.” What? “You what? What was the bet?.” You asked again stepping closer to him as he grunted placing the last bits of cash in the glove box, “Winner takes over the lake and gets you.” He said giving you a small glance going back to securing the money, you froze on spot. Me? You scoffed at the answer clenching your hands together, of course he would put out a bet like that. Fucking bastard. Who does the fuck he think he is? Sukuna felt the tension switch to a tense one as he could practically feel the anger radiating off you, he didn’t like the idea of putting you as a bet in one of these things but Gojo knew exactly what to do to rile him up and it worked.

“All you need to do for me is to keep your attention on me pretty face.” He said taking you out of your thoughts, “I’ll win. I always do, don’t I?.” He smirked leaning against his car door staring at you, you tsked placing a hand on your hip rolling your eyes. “You better.” You said in a serious tone hearing him snicker, “What about this, let’s make a deal of our own yeah?.” Your ears perked up at the sound of that looking at him with a raised brow, “Like what?” He grinned, “If i win, which i am you gotta give me a reward.” Reward. You hummed, “What kind of reward?.” He licked the bottom of his lip staring at your exposed thighs then back up at you, “Whatever comes to your mind doll face.” He shrugged, you bit your bottom leg switching side feeling your body go hot being under his stare. You hummed, “What’s in it for me?” Sukuna got up from his car to walk towards you, grabbing the hem of your skirt, pulling you closer to his body leaning down to whisper in your ear, “If you be a good girl for me I might consider fucking you.” You looked up at him with a lustful gaze as he looked back, Keep your word Ryomen.” He grinned.

“I always do.”

❝ 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 ! ❞ - 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢

- 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟐𝟖𝐭𝐡 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 𝟏𝟏:𝟑𝟎𝐩𝐦 (𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫)

toji summary. - the night after you got forced to work for toji you made it your mission to tick him off as much as possible but after pushing one wrong button you were in for a surprise.

it’s been three days since the incident with him, three days since i’ve been stuck with this deal and now here i am. At the first race he put me in, I glared around my surroundings with a scoff leaving my mouth. Everyone and they mama were here, loud music booming through my ears, the smell of weed entering my nose i could practically puke. I was standing next to him as he talked to a guy with a scar on his face laughing and what not as I just stood there with arms crossed, when the fuck is this race? I wanna get this over with.

11:30pm

For a couple of more minutes you saw a guy standing ontop of a car with a big grin on his face before yelling, “Let’s start it up!” With cheers and whistles following behind him, from the corner of your eye you saw Toji turn his attention towards you with a grin of his own ”Hear that? You’re up.” He said rolling your eyes in response turning to look at him with a hard glare, “I have ears you jackass.” You said before walking past him bumping shoulders with him towards the car you’re gonna be racing in, Toji click his tongue unbothered by your pissy mood, “Be mad all you want doll. Make sure to win my money.” You flipped him off without turning around hearing his deep chuckle over the loud music. Even when there’s loud ass music his voice still appears clearly.

When you got the black car you couldn’t help but grin in satisfaction, “No shit..” You mumbled examining the car with heart eyes, there’s no way he got his hands on one of these- But am i really surprised? He’s a top 5 gang leader of course he’s gonna have one of these! You snorted at your own thoughts shaking them away, unlocking the car door before getting in starting the engine. You checked your mirrors and your surroundings spotting his men spread out everywhere, he’s really keeping an eye on me? You scoffed clenching the steering wheel feeling your hand tense hard. How the hell did i get stuck cleaning up my parents mess? If i even made a run for it his men knows my face and the car plate, It was no use to try to do it. If he found me at my apartment without a trace he can do it again, you sighed placing your head on the steering wheel.

Don’t let him win.

You breathed out a heavy breath, sitting back up in the seat before starting the engine, hearing it roar in the back. “Let’s get this fucking over with.”

You pulled up to the starting line, lining up with three other cars that revved there engines seeing the starter girl take her place with a flag in her hand. Your opponents kept glancing at you, taking notice you were a new face around here laughing, you paid no mind to them not giving a damn of what they think, from the corner of your eye you seen Toji leaning against a car with three other men there with him as he stared hard at you. Almost like a warning stare. You glanced over to him seeing him give you a look that says “Win my money.” You grunted looking back to the front seeing it’s about to start. The starter girl grinned at all cars hearing them revving as she held up the flag, she twirled it in circles before pulling it down fast seeing the cars take off. You pressed hard on the gas pedal feeling the car jerk forward speeding down the straight road, from the corner of your eye you can see the other cars catching up.

You clenched on the steering wheel as you kept staring straight forward seeing the road coming to an end within a mile. You were still in first place as the black car was as fast as the wind, seeing the pinkish yellowish car catch up you pressed harder against the pedal moving the stick seeing the car fall back. When you seen the corner coming up ahead, you turned the wheel hard moving the stick down and lifting the break up swiftly drifting over the corner before quickly pulling the break down moving your stick back to drive.

When you seen everyone coming back into view you kept your foot on the gas. You glanced over to where Toji was seeing a grin on his face, you scoffed “Win your own damn money.” Right when the finish line was coming up you smirked slowing down the car watching the other cars speed past you seeing that grin slowly come off his face. You were last to cross the line pulling up to the crowd that congratulated the winner. That night he had lost a 50 thousand yen bet and you didn’t know it.

You fucked up.

The moment you walked through those office doors you were thrown against his desk with your back against it and him standing in front of you with a pissed off aura. You really did it now. There was nothing but heavy breaths and silence in the room as you stood there, heart beating fast against your chest from the silence in the room. Toji cleared his throat after a few seconds, “Do you know how much you’ve lost me tonight.” He asked and you kept quiet not bothering to answer but when he didn’t get an answer your eyes widen feeling a harsh grab on your throat pulling you closer to him glaring into your eyes with a dark look. “You’ve lost me 50 thousand yen because you didn’t wanna follow simple rules.” He gritted his teeth squeezing harder against your throat, you scratched against his hand feeling your air way get trapped choking a breath. 50 thousand!?

When you heard that leave his mouth you knew how much you fucked up. Toji growled under his breath before letting you go dropping to the floor grasping you neck catching your breath, “Fuck around and you find out princess. You’re dealing with one of the most dangerous gangs alive and you’re playing games. We made a deal, remember? You race, I bet. Next time you lose me a race..” He trailed before harshly grabbing your jaw making you look up at him,

“I’ll kill you.”

Ever since that fuck up Toji knew how much it frightened you by the sudden change of your racing style. You weren’t as sloppy as before, you were much more serious now, as for he can know your ass sure can race for a mechanic. Toji was satisfied for how much races you’ve won for the past three weeks, happy that you’re taking this business serious and secondly you winning him money. Every other week- probably once a week he’s winning over 40-50 thousand yen, If you sum that up he’s making atleast 100-200 thousand a month. You would think that’s enough to pay back the debt that you’re in right?

Wrong.

Your parents had owed him over millions to him. All he told you was your dad was getting loans (👀) from him and that he owed all that money back. That was all. He didn’t tell you anymore information about what else your father did or how he did it, you were stuck cleaning up his mess. You couldn’t run away, you can’t go to a different country, your cell is cut off from everyone..you were stuck, trapped. It was only you and that prick. For the past months that has been going by you and Toji were still rocky, always getting into arguments, fighting one another, you giving him sass and attitude. The progress rate of you two ever becoming “Friends” was still at zero. Everyday you two would would bump heads, either you’re fussing over something or he’s trying to tell you what to do, if you were anyone else he would’ve killed you on the spot. But you weren’t. In this case he needed you, you were someone useful that he needed for his gang, you were his ticket to winning a load of money keeping his name still at the top if it weren’t for you..everyone would’ve seen a different side of Fushiguro.

He didn’t care if you and him build a bond or not he just cared about you not losing and winning his gold. But. He would say you’re catching his eye with all the brat and sass mouth, he despises people who acts like brats wanting to teach them a lesson. You were testing his patience every week with that mouth of yours, everyday all he hears is bickering coming from you, always finding something to start with him. He was getting pissed by the hour but had to keep his cool and act like he was unbothered to get under your skin, one day. One fucking day he was going to teach you and he just couldn’t wait till that day came.

9:40pm

Toji breathed in and out as he was placed in his office playing with a car part. He hummed in satisfaction hearing the machine count up his money as one of the members did the work for him. It was nothing but silence and machine noises before a you walked in with a pissed off look, when Toji heard the door slam in and you stomping you’re way in he gave that look to the member who was already looking at him, eyes going wide quickly nodding his head, bowing and walking out the room leaving you and him alone. Toji placed down the car part, placing both hands behind him on the desk staring at you with a raise brow, “What’s got all y-!” Before he could finish that sentence you punched him hard with a loud smack following through, he lifted up his hand to touch against his mouth feeling a substance coat his fingers averting his eyes to look at you with dark eyes.

You glared at him hard with glossy ones of your own holding up a necklace your father use to wear. “Where’d you get this.” You mumbled, he stayed quiet looking hard at the dangling chain that fell from your hand. When you didn’t get an answer you asked again, “Where the fuck did you get this from?!.” You asked a little louder with a slight voice crack, Toji looked between you and the chain, wiping his mouth clean before speaking, “You wanna know.” He said with a deep voice watching your fist tighten around the chain flinching your head up, he clicked his tongue at the response shifting his body so he’s standing to his full height, “You wanna know? I’ll fucking tell you.” He said, “That night when he was laying in his own pool of blood i took it. After the whole brawl out with him and his gang I took it to sell but instead i kept it,”

“I killed your father.”

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