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#Like it's just. I'm not scared anymore I don't think he'll Do anything to me but it takes so much energy to walk the line
transmascaraa · 19 hours
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hi its 🍓 anon, can I request comfort with Gaming, Bennett, Scaramouche, Cyno, and Tighnari?
I accidentally hurt my cat's leg maybe like 20 minutes ago from when this is in your inbox but I've honestly just been crying and curling up on the ground where she's laying underneath my desk. I feel awful even though it's an accident ☹️
I'm hoping she's okay and it's not bad but I'm scared I permanently gave her a limp or that she will hate me and no longer want to be around me anymore
multiple characters headcannons!
you accidentally hurt your pet.
characters: gaming, bennett, wanderer, cyno, tighnari x gn!reader
author's note: hi 🍓anon i'm sorry i'm doing this req so late but writer's block is there for some reason🤷‍♂️ I HOPE YOUR CAT IS OKAY NOW THO AND THAT SHE STILL LOVES YOU IK HOW IT IS😭 anyways i decided to write this cuz i was bored lmfao enjoyyyy🔥🔥
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♡ Gaming
-definetly gets worried after he sees you on the ground crying like that.
-"no... my love, what's wrong? you can talk to me, okay?"
-all while the pet was in the corner of the room, unphased.
-if left the room soon enough, but that was unnoticed by gaming.
-after you did your best at explaining the situation to him, he understood what you meant.
-a bit confused as to why were you thag worried about it, but he reassured you that your pet was fine and that they most probably forgive you.
-he's going to cuddle the pet with you to help you "apologize" to it.
-with gaming there, your pet will forget about what happened and just cuddle with the two of you there like nothing ever happened<3
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⑅ Bennett
-now, he's hurt a fair share of animals in his life due to his unluckiness.
-and he always feels really bad for them afterwards, so he would understand after you vent to him about it.
-"hmm... yeah... i get it.."
-but him, knowing that you're not as unlucky as he is, he reassures you that your pet is okay and still loves you.
-he'll prove it to you too.
-but first he would first make you take your mind off of it for a bit.
-and then feed the pet together as some parents to their 3yo child.
-now, speaking of him proving it to you, he'll just let you pet it and let it slowly lean into your gentle caressing of it.
-the only time he was lucky in his life was when he got to be with you.
-you just looked to precious being happy that your pet has forgiven you.
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✧ Wanderer
-he just doesn't get it.
-why the hell are you rolling on the floor, crying, because you THINK you hurt your pet?
-"but are you sure you've actually hurt it? y'know, if you actually did, then its anger is justified-"
-until you started crying more.
-"b-but you probably didn't. so don't worry. you'll be fine, just like that like creature you call your pet."
-i mean you stopped crying so it was something????
-you'll have to beg him to cuddle you w your pet but eventually you'll convince him.
-the funny part was the fact that the pet was just more fond of wanderer, rather than you, despite forgiving you for anything and everything.
-for some unknown reasons, all animals like him, really.
-(if your pet is an aranara in some type of this teyvat au then it's even cuter)
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๑ Cyno
-he doesn't react much, really.
-not like alhaitham, but just more of his canon personality when he's not making dad jokes.
-i mean if anything, he's confused, but yeah.
-he just stares you on the floor.
-"what happened?"
-in the most monotone voice ever.
-and then after he understands why you're doing all of that, he shows a bit more of emotion.
-hardly spotted, but it's there.
-"well... i know something that can improve your mood. what do you call a-"
-you just give him a death stare. he doesn't continue speaking from there.
-afterwards, you'll feel the little cutie together and see that it's totally fine!
-you will get to hear the joke he was meaning to say sometime later, now he just doesn't wanna irritate you, he feels as if you need happiness now, not his dumb dad jokes.
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✿⁠ Tighnari
-he genuinely gets worried.
-but worried in a mom way.
-"you're crying because of something you THINK? are you hearing yourself right now?"
-he's sassy, even when genuinely concerned.
-now, after telling you to take a few deep breaths, calm down, and drink a glass of water, he sits you down and lets you explain everything in great detail.
-then he brings the pet to the both of you, while he checks the pet for any scars, but they fortunately aren't there!
-you get incredibly happy and hug both tighnari and the pet, but he still doesn't understand if ut was worth the crying on the floor.
-your pet literally still loved you.
-but at least he was happy to help.
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okay i think this wasn't that bad
i really like cyno's and tighnari's tho
but this was fun to write overall tbh lol
| 🍓anon | @mariaace <3
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ante--meridiem · 1 year
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Opens phone
*4 new messages from landlord*
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heartsforhavik · 4 months
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this isn’t paw-some… (bi-han, tomas x gn reader)
warnings: slight angst to comfort in both, established relationship in bi-han's, slight spoilers for mk1 story mode, gender neutral reader
summary: bi-han and tomas vrbada somehow turned into animals! but you have no idea it's them, so you end up telling them a secret... (both separate)
a/n: heyyy so um i had no idea what to write yesterday bc i hated every draft i had but i FINALLY got this one done. idk why but i'm in a phase where i hate everything i write. thanks for your patience guys!
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bi-han
bi-han woke up to his bedsheets completely engulfing him. in confusion, he tried pulling them aside, but it barely moved an inch.
“what is this…?” he tried mumbling, but instead it came out sounding like the meows of a cat.
in a panic, he immediately rolled out of his bedsheets and tried to stand up, but his legs weren't strong enough to hold him up.
in fact, he didn't even have his legs anymore. he had little legs and paws.
this had to be a nightmare. there's no way he just woke up as a cat. fortunately, he happened to have a day off. but he still had many questions. why did he wake up as a cat? is this a permanent change?
but he knew there was no need to stress. bi-han needed to chill out. panicking doesn't solve anything. he must find you, surely you can recognize him immediately.
first, he must learn to walk as a cat. walking on all fours felt so strange to him, especially because his new paws were so sensitive to the hard, wooden floors. but he can get used to it for now.
you heard a quiet scratching noise at your door. thinking someone probably just accidentally brushed up against your door, you ignored it. until you heard it again. and again. louder each time.
you groaned, getting up and opening the door to a cute black cat.
"oh hello there! what are you doing in a place like this?" you giggled, immediately picking it up and petting it gently.
the cat purred in contentment, and rubbed its head against your hand.
while bi-han enjoyed the close proximity to you, he still needed to find out how to let you know *he* is the cat you are holding.
"i wonder if bi-han would approve of you wandering around." you sighed.
bi-han meowed as loud as he could, tapped on your chest with his little paw, then pointed towards himself. he hoped you understood what he was trying to say.
"it looks like you're trying to stretch. maybe we can go for a walk?" you offered, setting him down.
'this is gonna take a while.' bi-han thought. for now, all he could do was grumpily walk beside you.
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"...and then, bi-han told me he was too busy for a night out. i understand that he's the grandmaster and stuff, but i just wish i could spend more time with him. you know?" you ranted to the cat walking beside you, *still* unaware it was bi-han himself.
he listened intently to what you had to say. it was true, he was very busy most of the time and couldn't spend much time with you. but he had no idea it was affecting you this much. once he turns human again, he'll make sure to fix the problem.
after an hour or so of walking around, you finally got tired and walked back to your home. once you reached your bedroom, you picked up the cat you spent your day with and placed it on your bed.
"i hope you don't have any diseases, that wouldn't be very good for me." you laughed nervously, as you climbed into bed next to the cat.
bi-han looked at you in annoyance and scrunched his little nose as if you just called him something offensive.
"anyways, goodnight little one. i hope we can find your owner tomorrow. if not, i can take care of you! as long as bi-han allows it..." you trailed off. "in fact, i'm really scared of displeasing him.."
bi-han's ears perked up at what you said. why would you be so scared of pleasing him? is he so intimidating that he even makes his significant other frightened?
"i mean, it's not like he's aggressive or anything, i just don't want to disappoint him. i feel like i'm walking on eggshells around him. if i say the wrong thing, he would think i'm unworthy of being with him. sometimes... i'm not sure if he really loves me. if he really loved me, he would put more effort into spending time with me... right?" you whispered, as a small tear escaped from your eye.
bi-han's heart broke a bit when he heard that. he knows that he is a bit.. judgemental. but he never meant to make you feel unloved.
he crawled up to you and licked your tear away. he hoped that it would make you feel a bit better about your situation. he made a mental note to talk to you as soon as he was human again. the last thing bi-han wanted to do was hurt you. even after all the people he has betrayed, hurt, and even killed... you were the only person he never wished to harm.
he cuddled up beside you and made himself comfortable. surely a bit of physical touch would make you feel better? it's not like he has been doing that in his human form anyway.. which he notes to fix soon.
soon you both drifted off to sleep peacefully, with bi-han curled up comfortably in your arms.
the next morning, you woke up to bi-han sleeping right next to you. when did he get there?
“bi-han?” you whispered.
when he woke up, he immediately checked his arms and legs. thankfully, he was human again.
“good morning, beloved. how did you sleep?” bi-han asked, strangely casual even though he magically appeared in your bed.
“i slept.. fine. but i had a cat with me. it was a cute little black cat, it showed up at my door out of nowhere yesterday. it was kind of grumpy, but it listened to me when i ranted to it. it kind of reminded me of you.” you giggled.
“about that…” bi-han sighed. “…i have some explaining to do.”
tomas vrbada
tomas had invited you to madam bo’s for dinner, and he was planning on confessing his feelings to you there. but unfortunately, he couldn't exactly make it.
he accidentally fell asleep, and when he woke up he realized he was late. he immediately got up from his bed and tried standing up, but he couldn't stand on his two legs anymore. because his legs were now full of fur, and he had paws.
this could not be happening. the first time he gained the courage to make a move and ask you out, he ends up turning into a dog.
he had to find a way to get to you and do something. what if you think he stood you up on purpose?
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you were sitting at a table at madam bo's, waiting for tomas to arrive. you get that he's probably busy, so you were being very patient and decided to wait a bit. but you were sitting there for so long, the place was going to close soon.
you were about to get up and leave, until a golden retriever dog ran up to you with its tail wagging intensely.
it didn't have a collar, so it seemed to be a random stray dog that took a liking to you. but it also seemed so well-behaved, how could it be a stray?
tomas was relieved to see that you were still at the restaurant. he felt bad that he made you wait for nothing, but at least that was a sign that you cared about him.
"oh, hello there. what could you be doing in a place like this?" you greeted, petting the dog in front of you.
tomas felt a bit strange getting petted by you, but it somehow felt really good.
"i was waiting for someone, but he never came..." you sighed. "this place is about to close. maybe you can accompany me while i walk home?"
tomas didn't hesitate to walk beside you, but he couldn't help but feel extremely guilty for wasting your time. he'll find a way to make up for it.
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"i know he's a busy guy, but wouldn't he know if he couldn't make it today? i kind of got myself all dressed up for nothing.." you admitted, opening up to the loyal dog that never strayed from your side throughout your walk.
tomas's heart broke when he heard how you felt. if only he was human at that moment, he would've been apologizing profusely and trying to make you feel better.
"i really, really like him. i think he's so kind, fun, and he has always cared about me. i was so excited to go on this date with him, because i thought that maybe it was a sign that he liked me back. i'm trying to stay positive and hope that he was probably just busy, but what if he just doesn't actually care about me?" you sighed.
tomas whimpered in response, feeling extremely guilty about hurting you. he never meant to make you feel that way.
"i don't know if you are sad for me or if you're just hungry.. but you're a good listener. you remind me a lot of tomas..." you mumbled, feeling appreciated by your little companion.
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once you arrived to your house, tomas felt very creepy. he was walking around your bedroom, looking at the little trinkets you have and sniffing around. he couldn't help it, it's like he had an instinct to snoop around your living space now that he was a dog.
"i'm really tired... stay here, and i'll find you some kind of blanket to sleep on. i have to put on my pyjamas first, though." you said, silently regretting that you wasted such a good outfit to be stood up.
when you returned to tomas, he was still sitting in your bedroom and patiently waiting. you laid out a blanket for him, and then you crawled into your own bed.
"goodnight. hopefully i can find your owner tomorrow, if you have one. even though you probably can't understand me and i'm just talking to myself.." you mumbled, rolling over and going to sleep.
tomas tried to think of a way to make it up to you when he was human again. he felt so guilty for hurting you. he hoped you didn't lose feelings for him, it would make him feel even worse if you did.
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the next morning, you woke up and you were expecting to see the same golden retriever from last night sleeping on the floor.
instead, you looked down and saw tomas himself peacefully asleep on your floor, wearing nothing but a blanket over his privates.
you immediately pinched yourself. this had to be a dream. you had so many questions. what happened with the dog? did tomas break in while you were sleeping?
"tomas?" you whispered.
he slowly opened his eyes, and he let out a sigh of relief as soon as he saw he had his regular body back.
but that sense of accomplishment faded as soon as he noticed that he was pretty much naked on your bedroom floor.
"good morning..." tomas greeted awkwardly.
"good morning." you replied, trying to look respectfully.
you both stood in awkward silence for a solid minute before you finally spoke up.
"so.. what brings you here... naked...?" you asked.
tomas blushed. "well..."
-
"so.. you were the dog from last night?" you questioned.
"yeah. i'm sorry for uh.. you know, turning into a dog and accidentally leaving you alone on that date." tomas apologized.
"did you hear everything i said last night?" you said quietly, embarrassed that you practically poured your heart out to him without knowing it.
"i did. i am still so sorry that i hurt you. i'll make it up to you, i promise. i'll take you out for dinner again, but i'll show up this time. and i'll pay the bill!" he offered.
hell yeah, free food. who could resist that? you instantly agreed to his offer and you had hope that the date would go well this time, and then maybe you two can become something more.
"great! i'll go get ready right now!"
"tomas, you have hours to get ready, there is no need to rush. and you're still naked, by the way." you sighed.
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astrozuya · 6 months
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TXT + 6TH MEMBER MALE READER !
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summary: txt ot5 x male!reader. idol!reader (implied to be the same age as hyuka). fluff + crack.
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YEONJUN.
dotes on u so much
moas are like "i'm y/n's biggest fan" babe no ur not, yeonjun is 😭😭
if you're having trouble with a choreo or you feel like your vocals aren't that great in a song he'll try his best to help you however you can !!
whether that means helping you practice or reassuring you that you're amazing, he'll do anything to make you feel better
physical affection 24/7.
he'll tone it down to be more platonic when you're on camera but honestly it won't change much
just things like casually slinging an arm around your shoulder, or patting your head and bumping his shoulder into yours affectionately
out of all the members he's most comfortable with fanservice
so he won't be bothered by you flirting with other members on camera
but if u ever do it in the dorms........
frownjun.
"so basically you're saying you want to get divorced. is that it y/n. you want to throw away all the memories we shared and elope with soobin of all people? is that it"
"jjunie it was a joke"
"WHAT SO MARRIAGE IS A JOKE TO YOU"
"NO, I'M JUST NOT MARRYING SOOBIN"
just cuddle this man please he's insufferable
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SOOBIN.
he's always looking out for you and making sure you're taken care of
like he knows you're an adult and can take care of yourself
but let him do things for you please it's his love language <3
"y/n did you eat?" "make sure to get some rest" "y/n, try some of this!"
soobin doesn't have a favorite member, he loves all of txt equally but it's you, you're his fav
lots of praise and reassurance and cuddles
soob doesn't do a lot of pda, especially on camera, but in private he loves clinging to you
when it's just the six of you at the dorms, he'll always be saying stuff like "leave some food for y/n- my boyfriend' and 'i promised i'd watch this show with y/n- my boyfriend' 'i love my boyfriend'
soobin babe they know. they know. you don't have to bring it up in every other sentence
maybe someone once showed him soobin x y/n fanfiction as a joke... but bro 😧 i don't think it's a joke anymore
if you flirt with the other members he'll get so sulky oh my god
you should be scared, because soobin always gets his revenge (he's literally a giant bunny)
"soobin... did you watch jujutsu kaisen without me?"
"why don't you go watch it with your beloved yeonjunie hyung, HMMMM?"
"IT WAS FANSERVICE BABE PLEASE"
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BEOMGYU
will flirt with u on camera without hesitation. he's the yeon to your bin
teases you a lot but he does feel proud to show you his mature hyung side and will take care of you a lot
refers to u as toto's other father
PLS HE'S SO WHIPPED FOR U
steals ramyeon and snacks from u all the time. like he does it so much it's a running joke in the fandom 😭😭 there's youtube users out there with the username yns_stolen_ramyeon
"y/nnn give me some ramyeon!~"
"beomgyu hyung i literally just asked you a minute ago if you wanted me to add extra for you"
"no no i just want a bit"
"the last time you said that you FINISHED MY BOWL 👹👹"
"please y/n this is the last time i swearrr"
safe to say it is NOT the last time
he's such a menace (affectionate)
that being said he is actually the sappiest bf
will try to get your stylists to give the two of you similar/matching outfits
if possible, he would want you two to wear those dumb couple t shirts with shit like 'if lost, return to my boyfriend ♥️😜' 'i'm his boyfriend 😘♥️'
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TAEHYUN
shows his more playful side to you
even though he's the maknae he sometimes feels like he has to be the serious one, but not around you
you're his safe place <3
and he's your # 1 hypeman
"go y/n!" "get it y/n!" look he just thinks ur amazing ok
he's down bad. clings onto u so much omg. back hugs !! all !! the !! time !!
you're probably the person he's most open with, and vice versa
his favorite thing is long talks late into the night about the serious and the silly.
like soobin, probably makes it very clear to the other members that you're his bf
he'll make you sit on his lap while watching movies
or make ramyeon only for you (bf privelege <3)
will get mad if you don't pay attention to him btw
he'll be so butthurt but he won't bring it up until like four weeks later
like if ur texting and go "hi tyun!"
he'll be like "it's kang taehyun to you y/n l/n"
"what"
"or have you already forgotten about the 28th of august 7:18 pm when you told me to go away while you were playing video games😐"
"tyun that was a month ago wtf"
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HUENING KAI
if you have other idol friends he'll act so heartbroken
gyu will walk in and ask "where's yn?"
and kai will be like "he LEFT me. for felix from stray kids ㅠ_ㅠ do you think he doesn't want me anymore. do you think we're going to break up. do you-"
someone help beomgyu please 😭😭 bro just wanted to get back the charger he lent u
you'll return home to find him acting as if you died
"i miss y/n..... (sad sigh) i hope you find happiness my love"
ur big hug machine bf.
will try to climb on your back and probably crush your spine
also if you two share a room he'll climb into your bed in the night and you'll end up on the floor
BLANKET HOG 👹👹
but it's ok because u love him <3
he's ur simp and he's not even ashamed about it
moas ship you with him the most
in comeback season he'll annoy the shit out of txt
"DID YOU SEE Y/N WITH PINK HAIR"
"yes."
"OK BUT DID YOU SEE HOW GOOD HE LOOKS"
"we saw."
"HE LOOKS SO FLUFFY ARE YOU SURE YOU NOTICED-"
"KAI SHUT THE FUCK UP"
#savetxt
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scarletwinterxx · 4 months
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sunshine and midnight rain - mark lee scenario
hello! so i'm back and yes i'm still on my mark lee brain rot era😅 it's like whenever i see this guy i completely forget about the rest of male population haha anyways I hope you like this one🤍
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"Why are you so mad right now?"
"Because I asked you to do one thing and you didn't" Mark says, still avoiding your gaze.
This was not how you envisioned your morning, when you woke up Mark's side of the bed was already empty. When you went to look for him he was gone, no note, no text of his possible whereabouts. And when he got back, he was clearly and very obviously mad at you.
"I got home just fine" you say with your arms out. Mark still hasn't look at you and it's bugging you. You follow him out the living room. He's going round and round, trying to tidy the place just to avoid having a conversation with you.
"Mark, can you please look at me" you tell him, this made him stop and look over at you. A clear look of disappointment on his face, "I swear I was going to call you but the girls and I were talking and drinking. It slipped my mind, I already booked a cab home when I remembered"
"You went home, way past midnight alone and drunk. Do you know dangerous that is?"
"But I got home safe"
"And what if you didn't? What if something happened? God forbid I get upset about that, I was worried I'm sorry. Is that what you want to hear?"
You say nothing for a while, thinking of something to say back. You really are at fault here, you should be the one saying sorry right now.
"I'm sorry, I should've called" you tell him, now avoiding his eyes just as you feel the tears fill yours. Mark sighs, crossing the room until he's right in front of you. He hooks his finger under your chin, making you look at him.
"I'm mad because I care. I don't trust the world when it comes to you, I just want you to be safe always. I'm not going to stop you living your best life, but I want to know you're safe" he whispers, anger already disappearing.
He wipes the few tears that escaped, cradling your face between his hands.
"Are you still mad?" you mumble, this made Mark smile and shake his head.
"We're okay. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you"
"And I'm sorry for making you worry"
He kisses your forehead before pulling you in for a hug, "I don't like arguing with you, but I'd do it in every universe as long as we make up and end up like this. I love you, always. Okay?"
You hug him tighter, answering him without saying any words.
Just like that you're okay again.
Bless this universe for giving you such an understanding, loving, mature man to love. You'd be stupid to ever let him go which is why no matter what argument, the two of you always make sure to solve it together.
Mark never lets you go to sleep upset, he'll ask you what's wrong or if he's done anything to upset you. At first it was hard for you to admit your feelings that easily, you learned that you don't like being vulnerable, you don't like sharing your true feelings. You bottle it up. But ever since you started dating Mark, all of that changed.
He's there to listen, even when words aren't being spoken. He knows when to give you space, he knows when to chase after you and hold you tight. He knows you in a way you didn't want to know yourself, you used to be scared of these feeling but not anymore.
It's obvious who's the serious one and the jokester in you and Mark's relationship. The best thing about it is the fact that your boyfriend, no matter how serious he is, will always play along.
"Mark, you busy?" you ask, walking inside the office to see him on his computer
He looks over at you with a smile, "No, what's up?"
"I was wondering..." you say while walking towards him, he waits for you to continue. You got to where he was sitting, smiling cheekily at your boyfriend
He knows you're up to something, he grabs you by the waist sitting you squarely on his lap.
"Do you know how to whistle?"
"Do I know how to whistle?" he asks back,
"Yea like you know, like this" you pout, but before you can whistle Mark closes the gap between the two of you. Kissing you gently, he grabs the back of your head to deepen the kiss. Suddenly you forgot what you were doing in the first place.
After a few minutes of exchanging kisses, you broke apart. Looking dazed and in love, "Hey! I was suppose to do that! Did you know I was going to do that?" you asked
"Maybe" he mumbles, looking at you with pure adoration
"I'll pretend I didn't know" he adds, making you roll your eyes.
"You just want to make out"
"You're not wrong there, now come here I need your kisses"
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The first time it happened, Mark thought it really was just coincidence.
You just started to decorate around the house, the tree was halfway done and a few other decorations scattered here and there. He was just walking to the kitchen doorway when suddenly you stop him
"What?" your boyfriend blinks back at you confused, instead of answering him you just point up making Mark look at where you're pointing. There hanging by the doorway was a mistletoe.
"When did you put that there?" he asks with a smile, finding the tradition cute. Even cuter when you're looking at him with the biggest smile, ready to receive your kiss
"I just put it up today, now where's my kiss" you say, pursing your lips at him making Mark chuckle. He grabs you by the waist, leaning down to kiss you. It was short but sweet, enough to leave you smiling like an idiot.
A few months ago, the two of you finally decided to move in together. It's been years since you got together, and most times you spend your nights together whether his place or yours. At some point you realized that it would make more sense to just move in together, so you did.
"Love, did you do laundry last time?" you asked him, walking inside your shared bedroom to see him resting on the bed
"I did"
"Oh thanks, love the fabric softener you used. Now all my clothes smells like you" you smile at him, jumping on the bed to cuddle him. Immediately he hugs you close.
"Then will you stop stealing of my clothes now?" he asks
"Negative, I like your hoodies better"
He chuckles at your answer, "Knew it"
"What were you doing?"
"Just checking my phone, I wanted to order this pan for making omelet. Should we get one?"
You love how his sentence now say "we" or "our" instead of his and yours. Of course you still respect each other's boundaries and individuality, but on things like deciding what to paint your home or what furniture to buy or groceries to stock up on it's always the two of you.
"Should we? If we're using it then why not, I love eggs for breakfast" you tell him, looking at his phone screen to check
"I know, that's why I'm getting it. Okay, I'll order it now then" you watch him as he do so.
"This is fun" you mumble
"Hm?"
"This, buying things for our place. I like it" you smile
"Me too"
"Do you want to marry me?"
Your question took him by surprise. Not because he didn't want to marry you, it's just when he thinks of that big question he's the one doing the asking and not the other way around.
"Mark? Sorry forget I said anything" you mumble, moving to rest your head on the pillow instead
"Remember when we first started dating or way before that?" he asks you
"Huh?"
"I was shy, I wasn't as confident as the other guys. People think I'm aloof and too serious. You never thought of me that way, you entered in my life like you were meant to be there all along and maybe you are. Scratch that, I know you are. You're meant to be in my life. When I knew I was falling in love with you I didn't know how to say it without scaring you away, so I did it slowly. I did it in a way that won't overwhelm you. Because to you it doesn't have to be a loud confession or a grand gesture. i loved you they way i knew you would understand. i loved you the way i know how. i just loved you. I know you, your mind is a wonder. You doubt, you question and you worry your pretty mind to no ends. I didn’t want to disrupt that"
By now you're face to face again, he's speaking so softly like he's afraid you'll float away of he's too loud.
"You said I was your peace, and back then that was more than enough for me. By some miracle, you fell in love with me too. And now we're here. So to answer your question, yes I want to marry you. One day I want to get down on one knee and ask you that question, I'm still working on being the man worthy to ask that" he continues, and you soak each and every word he speaks like he's already saying his vows.
Because you know, you know he is a man of words. If Mark says it, then it's true. He will never say such things to deceive you.
"Do you have any more questions for me, pretty girl?" he whispers, waiting for you to speak
You shake your head, scooting until you're on his side again. Tucking yourself as close to him as you can.
He tilts your head so you're looking at him, leaning down to kiss you on your nose, your cheeks and last your lips.
"I'll love you over and over again, just like when we met"
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kryannoy · 3 months
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Hey, can we have a Yan!Andrew Graves with Reader?
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genre: sfw, headcanons + fic
characters: yandere!andrew graves x reader
warnings: manipulation, gaslighting, obsession, possessive andrew
a/n: i don't normally write yandere characters so this was a bit of a challenge. hope this suits your request and enjoyed reading!
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He's so obsessed with you but he's subtle with it—more like whatever stupid thing he does, he'll make sure you don't see it.
When he loves you, he'll make sure to keep you happy just so you will always come to him whenever something happens. He'll open a bottle cap for you without being told, he'll wipe your mouth with his fingers if it's messy—totally not putting them in his mouth afterwards. He'll open the door for you, let you cry on his shoulder, gives you hugs when you need it. Every subtle thing to manipulate you into coming back to him when you need support.
If someone talks to you, he'll be right behind you with arms wrapped around your waist while glaring daggers at the other person.
"No, no. Continue. Don't mind me, pretend that I don't exist."
To you, his tone sounds normal but to the poor guy, it's like a cleaver skinning them alive.
If someone even looks at you without you knowing, it's gonna be hell for them. He somehow won't be afraid to kidnap that person, tie them up and threaten them with Andrew's favorite cleaver until the person is diagnosed with PTSD.
He will shamelessly go back to you with a smile on his handsome face as if nothing happened.
Andrew would kill anyone for you but if you tell him not to, he won't.
Although, he knows you would be scared if you saw him murdering people, he won't do it anyways. The last thing he wants is you running away from him.
You have no idea why people start to turn their backs on you and you would think that you've done something wrong. So, you ask Andrew for advice or if he knows anything, exactly what he planned for.
And he would smile innocently from his success and spread out his arms. You would dive into his comfy sweater without knowing the hands that are holding you are the hands that have done so many questionable and criminal acts.
"C'mere you. Aw, you poor thing! I'm sure no one hates you. Who would? They're probably out of social energy from a rough day or something. Don't you worry!"
He'll kiss your forehead, then your nose, and lastly, your lips. You would smile and he would smile into the kiss while thinking how naive you are.
He admits sometimes that he feels guilty for deceiving you but what can he do? How could he come up to you and admit to all the crimes he's done? You wouldn't look at him the same anymore, would you? Would you still love him despite knowing what he did or what he ate? He wouldn't take any risks. If he has the person he loves the most in his arms, why would he easily throw you away?
If the truth hasn't been told, he'll keep you for himself. He'll keep you forever.
You knew he acted differently than normal people. He's a little different because of his upbringing, and that's normal for kids with neglected parents growing up with a weird habit of theirs and that was just his charm, right?
Because you think it was just a charm of his, you didn't run when you had the chance to. Besides, if he was so sweet to you, so kind to you, so good to you, he wouldn't hurt you, would he?
There's a reunion dinner later tonight with your old high school mates and of course you're coming. You haven't seen your friends in a long time. You've already informed Andrew of this and for the past week he was okay with it, but why is his tone now sounded . . . different?
"You're going?" He asked from the couch. One of his legs propped up on the other and an arm over the couch. His green eyes look up and down at your fit that he knows you chose the best from your closet. You're going to meet some nobodies with that outfit? You didn't even wear something so pretty when he's around! Not that you aren't pretty. It's just you put a tiny bit less effort when going out or being with Andrew.
"I've already told you, haven't I?" You're putting on your shoes at the front door and you hear some shuffling. Your hand is at the doorknob now. "I'll be back before ten. I prom—"
The door slams shut again before you could even open a crack. You can feel him behind you. His hands on the door, caging you between him and the solid wood.
"You are not going." His voice is low, almost threatening.
You turn around to face. You do not want to have this conversation right now. You're going to be late, that is if you find a way to stir this around to go your way.
"Andrew, this is unfair. Last week, you told me I can go so why are you backing out now? Tonight of all days!"
It wasn't his intention to upset you nor ruin your night but why are they taking you away from him?
"Why are you still excited about going? Don't you remember what they've done to you? They isolated you . . . remember?"
They isolated you. Yeah, right. He was the reason behind it anyways, but poor you who loves him too never suspected your own boyfriend was the culprit.
"They . . . didn't. You said they didn't have the energy to talk," your voice was almost a whisper. You weren't even confident of your own answer. You're starting to reminisce about the old days at school. Sure, they didn't talk to you anymore, but the reunion dinner is going to be different, right?
His hand moves down to lock the door but his actions made you take a step back, hitting the door. You forgot you're kind of trapped right now with no way out unless reasoning with him first.
"You don't really have to go . . ." The same hand moves up to your hair, tucking some strands behind your ear ever so gently it's almost . . . unnervingly creepy. "Do you?"
His eyebrow raised in question.
Your heart is starting to pick up its pace. Your fingertips are running cold. You don't understand yourself why you're so nervous in front of him. I mean, you had been nervous around him but this is a different kind of nervous. It's fear. Fear of him. However, he never hurt you yet. He never raised his voice to you. He's always been nice and sweet to you. But you really can't help this weird feeling.
So you slowly tell him how you feel.
"You're scaring me."
And there it is. It hit something in him. It's the last thing he wants, but the first thing to make you listen to him.
You can see his facial expression changes from demanding to guilt.
"Love, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's just me!" His caging arms now freeing you while backing away a bit, most likely a tactic to show you he's innocent. "I'm just saying, wouldn't you be left out at dinner? I don't want my pretty girl coming home sad and disappointed when the past week you've been so excited about this dinner."
Andrew takes your silence to continue. "Stay here. With me."
You really want to insist on going yet you don't want to risk starting a fight. But it's unfair! You always let him win you over, now he needs to listen and let you go. Maybe a small chance could probably lead to a huge success.
"But please!" You drag the word longer, hoping he'll give in. "I haven't seen my friends for I don't how many years. It's just this once."
You seem energetic again. He takes this chance to step closer, a hand on the side of your face. His thumb brushes along your glossed lips you put on earlier, smudging it. His gaze move up from your lips to your eyes.
"I'm sorry, darling, but no means no." He said it so softly before he kissed you longingly. You somehow melt into him despite your disagreement. He's really not losing—like always.
He broke off the kiss to continue persuading you to stay. "I'm doing this for your own good. Sometimes you're too naive to be staying around them. You're too nice. I've seen it. And it hurts to watch you being used and throw you away."
You exhale a deep breath from the stress. Maybe Andrew's right. Maybe you are too naive to realize. They asked you for homework and notes, but then one day, they stopped talking to you. Maybe they really did see no use in you they've fulfilled their satisfaction.
But Andrew . . . Andrew never stopped talking to you. Andrew never threw you away. Andrew was always there through it all. Andrew never left you by yourself.
Like right now.
"Okay," you spoke softly, like a whisper, before nodding your head. "I'll stay in with you."
Good thing you were looking at the ground because now, Andrew can't hide the big smile on his face. He successfully manages to keep you by his side. His heart beats rapidly from the excitement, his skin was buzzing. He can be with you tonight. He can stay with you. Just the two of you!
He pulls you in his arms and strokes your hair. "That's my good girl. Always so obedient." He kisses the crown of your head before leading you to your bedroom so you can change to a more comfortable clothes.
He dreams of having you by his side forever but he doesn't want to go to extreme measures such as locking you in or tying you up. Maybe not just yet. Since you're so good to him and love him too, you deserve to roam around freely until you start to disobey.
He wouldn't want to do it but tonight, he was close to doing so just from how persistent you were.
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bluehourbucky · 10 months
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Nightmare
pairing: postjail!Spencer Reid x f!reader
summary: spencer is scared that he'll lose you so he needs a bit of loving <3
warings: violence/ mentions of kidnapping / mild spoilers for s8 and s12 / fingering /unprotected sex
a/n: first time writing for my first love <3 Genuinely had a crush on Spencer before I knew what a crush was duhdhdbd
sorry about the smut I'm still very new to writing it😅 I don't think I'm very good at it but I'm trying!
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Spencer is in a dark hallway, there's only one way he could go, and that's straight ahead. The small copper door stand there at the end, red light puring out of the cracks. The only sound he can hear is his own steps on the wooden floor. He pulls out his gun and starts walking towards them, as he gets closer, he can hear the muffled sound of two maybe three people.
Spencer is at the door and he slowly pushes them, he again puts up his gun and walks in.
This isn't what he expected to see.
"Oh good. Finally joining us Spency, we're just starting to have real fun."
Spencer is horrified to see you straped in a chair, blood driving down your temple, red lines on your wrists from being tied up, your tears falling down your cheek. Cat stands behind you, caressing your arms while you're squirming, trying to get away.
"Leave her alone. This is about us."
Cat laughs maniacally.
"Not anymore. She's pretty, and very special huh, enough to get little Spencey to finally put down his walls." Cat licks your tears and Spencer tries not to gag he knows absolutely how uncomfortable that is.
"Baby I'm gonna get you out of here, I promise."
"Oh that's cute. But I don't think so not until you give me what I want. Why don't we play a game."
Cat smirks sitting down in your lap and taking off the tape that covered your mouth.
"Spencer, no. Don't play her gam-"
Cat puts a hand over your mouth.
"Ah shut it. So what do you say Spency, one game and I let her leave. I do recommend that you do especially when she's in such a delicate state."
Spencer looks at Cat trying to find the lie in her eyes but there's none, then he looks at you silently asking if what Cat is insinuating is true.
You nod slightly, pulling as far away from Cat as you possibly could.
Spencers heart dropped at that moment.
"Okay."
After hours and hours of playing Cats game he was done.
"Alright that's it. I'm done."
Cat laughs and points a gun at you.
"Gonna kill her like your little Meave."
"No." but before he could do anything Cat pulls the trigger.
"Spencer.... Spencer...."
Spencer stands frozen and closes his eyes.
"SPENCER!"
You shake Spencer as hard as you can but he's still not waking up and screaming your name.
Spencer gasps as he finally wakes up from the nightmare.
"Y/N, you're okay?" He pants and holds your face in his hands, inspecting it for injuries.
"I'm okay Spence, are you? It's not real honey I'm right here."
He pulls you into a tight hug, burying his face in your neck, his hand holding your head. He can't control his emotions, so he cries, and you let him. You're whispering, it's okay, and it wasn't real over and over again, slowly pulling your fingers through Spencers locks.
"Honey, what happened?"
you ask softly looking at Spencers red eyes.
"She had you. She killed you like Meave. And I lost you and our baby, and I couldn't stop it."
"Spence, sweetheart, that won't happen she's locked up. You know I won't let that happen, right? Never." you wipe the tears and kiss his cheek softly.
"I know, but it felt so real I could've lost you."
You smile sadly.
"You'll never lose me okay. Also did I hear you right, something about the baby?"
Spencer looks away, but you turn his head.
"I know we talked about it and we agreed that it's not the best idea but I think I'd like us to talk about it again."
"Well I'm not opposed to it especially because I enjoy baby making process."
Spencer laughs at that, and you're relieved that you've managed to make him smile. Your heart hurts for him he's been through so much, and he deserves the world, and you've made it your mission to take care of him as long as you live.
"I love you."
"Love you too,sap." You laugh and hit him slightly.
"Seriously I don't know what I would do without you, I don't deserve you."
"Spence. None of that nonsense. It's not about deserving it's about choosing, and I choose you every day. How about we start making that baby, what do you say?"
Spencer being Spencer says
"It is very unlikely that you get pregnant on the first try as you're on birth control. It is 91% effective, and you've been using it correctly, so the odds-"
you roll your eyes and push him down on the bed, straddling him, then slowly you kiss him. Spencer deepens the kiss by putting his hand around your neck, pulling you closer. You pull away, and your lips trail down behind his ear gently nibbling the sensitive skin. Your lips continue going lower and lower. You absolutely enjoy the little noises that leave his lips when you softly bite the skin right above his nipple.
"Baby, please." Spencer whispers, and you smile against him.
You gasp as he suddenly turns you around, and has you pinned against the bed, his fingers interlocked with yours.
"I love you. You're incredible."
"I know. Just please touch me." you moan when you lift your hips to rub against him.
"Spence," you whimper as he takes off your shirt and places kisses between your breasts. Not being able to hold it in you moan when Spencers fingers enter you.
"Oh god please don't stop."
Spencer curls his fingers inside and starts fucking you with them making you see the stars, he knows your body so well and knows exactly where you need him the most- which is exactly why he's not touching you there.
"Hugging my fingers so well pretty. You're so tight can't wait to be inside you." all you can do is moan at his words when his thumb finally starts circling your clit.
"Please,please,please." Spencer chuckles and attaches his lips to your nipple swirling his tongue and gently biting it, making you scream.
"Go ahead baby." That's all you need to go over the edge, you cum as you scream Spencers name, nails scratching down his arms.
Spencer barely let's you recover as you feel the head of his cock at your entrance.
"You okay, hon?"
"Please just fuck me."
And who is Spencer to deny you especially when you've asked so nicely.
At first, his thrusts are slow and gentle,he's making love to you.
"Love you so much, princess."
Before you can reply, his fingers find their way to your clit and that combined with the hard thrusts and Spencer spreading your thighs more going deeper makes you see the stars.
"Please I can't I'm so close." you manage to say between the moans and pants he's hitting your spot with every thrust.
"I'm close too just a bit more love." Spencer grunts as he feels you squeezing him, the room is filled with your moans and skin slapping, the tears falling down your face trying not to cum as Spencers thrusts become sloppier and faster.
"Let go, baby. I got you." You hold on to Spencers hair and squeeze his hand as you cum your orgasm overwhelming you. Spencer is not too far behind as soon as you came and squeezed him he was a goner, and the sound he let out was borderline pornographic.
When he tries to pull out your legs trap him.
"Wanna feel you til I fall asleep."
"Gonna get you pregnant like this." Spencer jokes.
"Mr genius didn't you say it's impossible."
"No I said it's a low possibility but not impossible."
You can't help but laugh.
"I'm sorry about waking you up. Sorry I'm messed up."
"Spencer, don't do that."
"Really don't know why you're with me and how you even fell in love with me when you met me at my worst and you still found good in me."
You look at him, and sadness washes over you, it is true you've met at his worst you were one of the few FBI agents who were not on the team that helped when Spencer was in jail. When the FBI didn't stand behind him, you were furious. Yeah, maybe you didn't know him personally, but you've heard about everything he'd done for the FBI, and you couldn't believe what assholes wouldn't help one of the best assets to the FBI.
"I have a thing for bad boys." It was now Spencers turn to laugh.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, I kinda liked the unhinged Spencer he was hot."
"Well who says that he's gone."
Spencer smirks and you can tell he doesn't plan on letting you sleep any time soon.
[THE END]
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lovingmattysposts · 4 months
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Eastside 15
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P2 P3 P4 P5 P6 P7 P8 P9 P10 P11 P12 P13 P14 P15 P16 P17
pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo
summary: growing up in the outskirts of Boston wasn't really pretty. Life wasn't that great for most people, most people. You had Matt and no one fucked with you when Matt was standing by your side. The chief's daughter and the bad boy deliquent. A perfect love story?
warnings: mentions of fighting, cursing, sexualizing
alright stop blowing up my inbox about another part for a min pls
xoxo, autumn
y/n pov
to: nick sturniolo
wipe your phones, delete every single thing off of it. Don't keep anything. Tell your brothers the same thing.
I looked up from my phone. My hands shaking as I looked over at Cecilia who was also shitting bricks. I swallowed as we re-approached the warehouse for the second time tonight.
"Slim's gonna notice those files are gone" She said shaking her head as we walked. I glanced up at her, my heart beating out of my chest. I let out a breath, trying to calm myself down but I couldn't.
"Slim knows those files are gone and I'm dead--and not figurative like literally dead--Like-Like gun to my head dead Y/n!" She said shaking like a leaf. "Cecilia stop!" I yelled at her, she jumped over to look at me. I shook my head at her.
"We-We shouldn't have done this, I'm already dead-I'm already--" She shook her head looking at me. I grabbed her face to shut her up. "Pull yourself together Cecilia" I snapped at her. She whined and closed her eyes before looking off towards the warehouse.
"You really think he'll notice that quickly?" I asked looking at her glossy eyes. She nodded vigorously. I clenched my jaw and looked up. Fuck. I didn't think this through.
"I'm dead then-then Nick Matt and Chris are dead--" She shook her head pacing back and forth, making my breathing increase. Matt. He'll kill Matt. Thinking he's in on this.
Imagining in my mind flashed of his dead body. Lifeless laying there. Dying thinking that I didn't love him anymore. I gagged but swallowed, almost physcially throwing up again at the thought.
Cecilia snapped up at me. "No-No don't freak out too because if we both freak out then we're both dead" She shook her head walking up to me. I closed my eyes pressing my hand to my chest.
"I'm fine" I mumbled. She leaned her head down to me. "Are you sure?" She asked looking down at me. I nodded. I stood back up running my hands through my hair.
"Let's just delete Matt's file and figure it out from there okay?" I said looking at her. She nodded taking in a breath as we both turned towards the warehouse.
We stood outside of the doors and I flipped the computer open, searching for a signal. My eyes glanced over the wifi. Nothing.
"Fuck" I cursed. She looked down at me. "What? What?" She asked quickly. I looked up at her. "It's not picking up the signal we have to go back inside" I stated shaking my head. She looked towards the door and closed her eyes.
"Give it to me, I can do it" She said holding out her hand. My eyes widened and I shook my head. "No, i'm not letting you go in there by yourself" I said blankly. Mostly because I was scared for her life, the other part me didn't trust her to delete it, from her past history.
"You'll never get by in there without them seeing you, it has to be me. They know me." She said shaking her head. I let out a breath looking down at my feet. I looked around before I thought of something.
"The backdoor, I can go in the backdoor and you can distract them. Cecilia I have to make sure that file is deleted" I said staring at her. She stood there for a second just looking at me. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"You still don't trust me do you?" She almost whispered. I sighed and looked down. I glanced up at her hurt face. "Cecilia this my boyfriend's life on my hands, I wouldn't even trust his brothers with this shit" I said shaking my head at her. She pursed her lips looking off to the side, nodding.
"He's not your boyfriend" She mumbled and I felt it in my chest. I swallowed the knot forming in my throat. "It's different" I whispered shaking my head. She looked back at me. I pleaded with her my eyes.
"Let me walk in first, Don't walk in until I have their attention directed the other direction of the door" She mumbled with a straight face looking down at me. I let out a breath.
"Thank you" I breathed closing my eyes. She nodded and turned and we rounded the building.
"I'm serious about the files. We might have to do part B of this plan tonight" She mumbled looking down at me. I swallowed and looked down at my feet. I didn't know if i was ready for Part B, I was still in the phase of part A.
I pulled out my phone.
to: officer Petey
Keep your phone on you. Don't tell my dad I texted.
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matt pov
I pushed the doors open to my house and sighed as I shurgged off my jacket.
"Everything?" I heard Chris's voice. I turned my head to see my brothers sitting on the couch. They stopped talking once I looked at them, they stared back at me.
"Where were you?" Nick asked standing up from the couch. I sighed as I placed my jacket on the table and walked over to them. "Around" I mumbled looking down at my shoes.
“I texted you to get back here an hour ago” he said crossing his arms over his chest.
"You were sitting outside of her house again weren't you?" Chris asked looking over at me. I clenched my jaw and didn't respond, not looking at either of them. Nick took in a breath and leaned back.
I bit my lip as I walked towards them before sitting down on the couch next to Chris.
"She's been gone for hours and I-I didn't see where she went she was already gone when I got there because her light we're off and--" I bit my tongue from how insane I sounded. I pressed my hands to my face.
"I just wanna know that she's safe--I wasn't gonna go up to her--I know she doesn't want that, I just wanna make sure she's okay. I swear-" My voice broke and my chest clenched. I took in a shaky breath not wanting to cry in front of my brother again, because that was so embarrassing.
I stared at the floor just trying not to break.
"If anything happens to her--" I swallowed.
"She's p-proably just out with friends"
I looked up at Chris. Staring at him.
He was looking everywhere but me. "She doesn't have friends Chris." I stated narrowing my eyes at him. He looked at me for a brief second before looking over at Nick who was glaring at him, hard.
I looked over at Nick.
"Nick?" I asked. Nick looked over at me and then down at his feet and took in a breath. Oh my god. I stood up looking down at both of them.
"You know where she is" I stated anger starting to build in me. They both looked at each other and then up to me. My mouth dropped and I clenched my fists. "Tell me where she is" I said harshly down at them. Nick stood up holding up his hands.
"Matt, calm down" He stated raising his eyebrows. I walked up to him, cleching my fist so hard I was leaving marks in my palm. "Nick where is she?" I said shaking my head. He stepped back from me.
"Give me your phone" He said holding out his hands. "What?" I asked shaking my head. He looked down at my phone. "I have to wipe your phone, now give it to me" He said angrily motioning down to my phone. I looked down at my phone and then back up to him.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked shaking my head. He reached down before ripping my phone out of my hands. I grabbed his arm. "Give it back" I yelled at him. Chris stood up before grabbing me and holding me away from Nick.
I looked down at Chris as I struggled against him, confused my breath quickening. I looked up at Nick who was already in my phone, scrolling. "Nick! No! Stop!" I yelled as I felt a lump in my throat.
Every message, every picture, ever memory with her layed within that phone.
"Please! Y/n--Everything I have left of her is in that phone-" I screamed pushing against Chris with everything in me, but he pinned me against the wall, completely constricting my movements.
My chest rising and falling at a rapid pace, I felt like I was going to pass out. "Please, It's all I have left" Tears pooled at my eyes as Nick looked up at me, I had almost completely stopped fighting Chris, my body falling.
His eyes met my glossy ones. "It's all I have left of her Nick" I cried shaking my head. He looked back down at the phone. "I'm doing this for you Matt, you thank me soon enough trust me" Nick mumbled. My body lit on fire from his statement as tears fell out a my eyes, and I couldn't even see.
I kneed Chris so hard in the gut, making his grip loosen on me and double over groaning. I pushed past him before reaching Nick and grabbing the phone out of his hands, looking hoplessly down at it but it was gone.
Everything was gone.
My heart broke. I shook my head, my vision blurry but it was reloading, everything deleting. I pressed the phone against my forehead as I broke down, trying to catch my breath.
"No, no, no" I shook my head, gasping for air.
Every picture I've taken of her without her knowing. Every picture of us together, every sweet message she's sent me--Everything I've been looking at to help me fall asleep at night, to keep me breathing--Everything. Gone.
I lifted my head and looked at Nick, who looked painfully down at me. I slammed the phone down on the ground before walking up to Nick. Nick stumbled back.
"She's at the warehouse"
I froze. Nick looked behind me, his eyes widened and then shaking his head at Chris. I snapped around looking at Chris, who was attempting to stand back up, obviously still in pain from my hit, looking up at me.
"What warehouse?" I snapped, reaching up and wiping my eyes. "Slim's" He breathed. "Chris!" Nick yelled at him. My heart dropped to my toes. Slim's?
"He was gonna kill you! I had to say something!" Chris said shaking his head at Nick. I snapped my head to Nick.
"Wha-Why is she--" I asked shaking my head looking at Nick. Nick closed his mouth staring back at me. I shook my head, stumbling back before running towards the door and grabbing my jacket, not even looking behind me as I sprinted down the road so fast that I swore my feet started to bleed.
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"I'm tired?" I asked looking at Cecilia. She nodded. "As soon as I say I'm tired--Walk in and open the door as slow as possible so they don't hear you" She nodded. I nodded back trying to contain my breath.
"Wait" I stated. She looked down at me. I pulled out my phone and handed it to her. "If anything goes wrong, text petey and give him the address and tell him to send SWAT" I stated. She took in a breath before taking the phone and turning towards the door.
She nodded looking towards the door before taking a big breath in and pushing the door open. "When you're done, get out of here" She mumbled, I nodded. I moved out of the way as she moved inside. I pushed my head up against the door and listened in.
"Hey" I heard Cecilia's voice. "I thought you left" I heard an unfamilair man's voice say. "Yeah, then I realized I didn't have anything else to do. So why not come and bother you guys?" I heard her say back. I smiled.
"We're busy" A man said. "I'm not gonna bother you, I'm just here to hangout you know" She said. God it was cold outside, or maybe it was because nerves were eating me alive.
"I'm not staying for long though, I'm so tired"
I felt my heart stop. I paused. No, Y/n. You can do this. You can do this for Matt. You have to do this for him, you're too far in deep. Push the damn door open.
I let out a shaky breath as I pushed the door so slowly, so that it didn't make a noise. I pushed it open just enough to slide in. I couldn't see her from here but I could hear what she was saying, she was just down the hallway and around the wall.
I let go of a breath once I was inside, but once I sat down next to a wall where I couldn't been seen, my hands were shaking once I flipped open the computer.
I could barley use my hands as I typed in the password to the computer, letting me into the system. I glanced up at the wifi, before smiling when the wifi popped up. I clicked on it before seeing Slim's laptop pop up.
I clicked on it, seeing only the files that I didn't delete. My mouse carried to Matt's hestitating only slightly before delteling it, watching it disappear before my eyes. I let out a breath leaning my head against the wall.
"Cecilia did your ass getting fatter?" Someone chuckled. I furrowed my eyebrows when I heard that sentence out of all of the mindless talk in the background. "I don't know" I heard her mumble.
"Come sit over here" I heard someone say. I shook my head as my stomach clenched. She was't lying when she said they looked at her like a piece of meat.
"No" She stated. I heard shuffling around the room. I peeked my head over before shoving my laptop back into my back and slung it around my shoulder. I shook my head as I stood up.
Once you're done, get out of here
I walked over to the door starting to push it open.
"Cecilia I said get over here" A voice said harshly, along with a yelp from Cecilia. My hand shook as I held it against the door handle. You deleted the file y/n, get out of there.
"God bitch you don't listen"
I was already walking down the hall towards them.
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ryker-writes · 11 months
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if you want, can you do a thing where the reader has a habit of scratching skin till it bleeds. It's a habit I have and do when anxious, yes it hurts but pain makes it easier to ignore thoughts about what ever is causing me anxiety. Also god forbid they have have acne of any bump in their skin cause that can and will be scratch off. This scratching dose leave scaring and they do it constantly cause this world is unfamiliar and magical so lord knows what could happen to you. You can use any characters you like tho I would like Vil for obvious reasons. If you do make this then thank you and have a fulfilling life.
of course dear anon! I can relate to this one a little bit because I have a lot of anxiety myself and used to do something similar. I don't do it much anymore so there's no need to worry, but I do encourage you to find a different way of ignoring the anxiety and/or seeking help fir anxiety. Anxiety is a very tough thing to deal with and if you need to talk to somebody about it, I will gladly listen <3
I decided to add some of my favorite TWST boys to this so apart from Vil, there's also Malleus, Silver, and Leona
Request rules and Masterlists
Vil:
Vil is very familiar with anxiety and some signs of anxiety
many people get anxiety before big performances after all
so when he sees you scratching your skin so much, he's able to recognize that it's probably anxiety
and he can see the small scarring on your skin too
Vil isn't going to stand for this
whenever he sees you start to scratch, he will give you something, anything, for you to hold in your hands
and he asks you to hold onto it for him for a little bit and take care of it
his goal is to get your hands doing something else even if it's holding the object or fidgeting with it or whatever
as long as your hands aren't damaging your beautiful skin
and I do mean he will give you anything
he's handed you his textbooks, his eyeliner, and even his Pomefiore crown once
being in a new and unfamiliar world is sure to cause a lot of anxiety
but he tries to be there for you as much as he can, and slowly help you adjust to the world around you
he's also roping you into his skincare routines now
Leona:
he's actually a very observant guy
so you bet he sees you scratching your skin, but he might not comment on it much unless he sees you scratching hard enough to break skin
at that point he's going to drag you to a place that's calmer like botanical garden and try to get you talking about it
he'll ask you about your world while keeping your hands away from your skin
basically anytime you start to scratch, he just moves your hands away
you may think he'll lose his patience doing this, but he actually doesn't
he just listens to you while laying down and keeps moving your hands away
and he listens very well
Leona has actually taken mental notes about your world
so when you start feeling anxious about being in a strange dangerous world again, he brings you to somewhere calmer again, but this time he tries to show you something you're more familiar with
he'll even have Ruggie bother Sam to make something if they don't have it in their world
Leona isn't the type to hover around you, but he usually tries to check in on you from time to time to make sure you aren't scratching too much
Malleus:
I'm gonna be honest, he probably doesn't know how bad anxiety can get in people
so originally when he sees you scratching, he doesn't think much of it
that is, until you start bleeding
then he is very invested in why you're scratching
you probably have to explain it to him
once you explain that it's anxiety and being in a new magical world causes a lot of anxiety, he is very concerned
he's noticed the small scars on your skin, but he didn't comment on it in fear of upsetting you
but now that he knows those are because of the anxiety...he's very determined to help you stop
Malleus starts hovering around you a lot more after finding out
he just worries about you
whenever he sees you scratching, he will do almost anything he can to help
like he goes through different strategies each time
his magic helps a lot with this
usually he tries to use his magic to make your surroundings look more familiar or he'll create something for you to focus on
and if he isn't able to help in time and you start bleeding, he's immediately there with his healing magic
Silver:
Silver knows a bit about anxiety, and he's seen you scratch at your skin a lot
but he doesn't want to assume it's anxiety
he will ask about it though after he notices your scars
and he's a very good listener and is very understanding
he can perfectly understand how being in an unfamiliar world causes anxiety
Silver does want to help you tho so you don't hurt yourself anymore
unlike some of the others, his method of helping isn't changing your scenery
whenever he notices you getting anxious and starting to scratch at your skin, he just grabs your hands and holds them in his own
there doesn't even have to be any communication, he'll just do it
and he has no problem holding on until you start feeling better
when facing something that causes a lot of anxiety, he'll stand next to you holding onto your hand
it's very nice and good reassurance that you're not alone while keeping you from scratching
even if he falls asleep while holding onto your hand, you're not getting it back until he wakes up
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deadboyswalking · 5 months
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Made myself sad because I imagined Yoichi and Kudo meeting again inside One For All.
Yoichi had been dead for a little while, yet unable to fully pass on as his soul echo lived on inside the Quirk. He was lonely again, trapped all by himself in another dark room because of his brother.
Suddenly, a blue light filled the room, so bright that he could scarcely look at it. It settled, slowly, and when he could finally open his eyes they instantly filled with tears.
Kudo. His savior. His beloved. Had he come to pull Yoichi out again? Could they be free together, under the sun again?
In his heart, Yoichi knew that couldn't be true, but he still had hope. Kudo always gave him hope.
His beloved had a sad smile on his face as Yoichi stumbled forward, pulling him into a tight embrace.
He was warm to the touch, just like the last time they'd held each other as Yoichi bled out. But there was no heartbeat, steady and sure. Not anymore.
Yoichi gasped, sobbed, clung to Kudo as the other man's arms finally encircled him again.
"Shhh, shhh, it's okay," Kudo said, running his fingers through Yoichi's long, white hair.
"No, it's not," Yoichi muttered, his voice nearly cracking on every syllable, "You look the same. Exactly the same. How long?"
Kudo did not require further elaboration. He sighed.
"A couple of months."
"This is my fault," Yoichi said bitterly, "If I hadn't... if I'd stayed in that room..."
"Self-martyring idiot," Kudo murmured, "He was always going to kill me. I scared the fuck out of him, you know."
Yoichi chuckled.
"I know. Still..."
"It's stupid to think of the what-ifs. I passed the power on to our friend, and he got away. I'm satisfied."
"Our friend is all alone, facing that monster, and we can't do anything," Yoichi said, "How can you be satisfied?"
"I have to be," Kudo replied simply, "What else is there? I'm mad as hell that he killed me and I can't fight him anymore, but at least I get to see you again, and hold you again." He tilted Yoichi's chin up with his finger and gently pressed their lips together. "And do that again too."
Despite himself, Yoichi smiled.
"I missed you."
"Same here. And our friend is strong and smart, so I think he'll be able to stay away for a long time. As for us, I think we deserve to rest for a bit, don't you think? Your brother can't touch us here."
A sickening feeling crept into Yoichi's gut just then.
"My body... what happened to it?" he asked quietly. Kudo stiffened, then tightened their embrace.
"Burned to ashes with my own hands," he replied, the choke in his voice audible, "I built the pyre, laid your body on it, lit the flame, and stood watch for hours until it was done. Until there was nothing left but ash to blow away in the wind."
"Kudo..." Yoichi started, reaching up for his lover's face.
"Our first time together, you told me about your brother's perversions," Kudo cut him off, pained and angry, "I couldn't let him touch you again, even if you were gone and only a corpse was left. You hear me? I couldn't let him!"
Yoichi brushed away a few tears with his slender hands as he gently forced Kudo to meet his eyes. Kudo had saved him, over and over, even when this last act of love had clearly broken his heart to carry out.
"Kudo, my love, thank you," he whispered, before he pulled his savior down into another slow kiss.
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transmascaraa · 3 months
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Okay hear me out on this one. Imagine gaming with like a really shy s/o? Like gaming always does the talking and everything and they are just standing behind him AHH. I think it would be cute. If you can write please do<3 if you don't want to feel free to ignore it💜🫶🏻
Have a lovely day🫶🏻🫶🏻
bf!gaming headcannons!
don't worry, he'll take care of everything...
bf!gaming x shy!gn!reader
author's note: 10/10, love the request. HOW DO YOU GUYS GET SUCH GOOD IDEAS??? I LITERALLY HAVE NONE😭 anyways i'm glad that people actually like my work<3 btw i just looked at my followers and i'm at 94 help i'm freaking out is this a dream idk anymore i think i'm dreaming help
"don't worry, my dear. i'll take care of everything...."
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-you're shy.
-like REALLY shy.
-but you had gaming, your bf.
-he did all the talking for you, not wanting you to worry a tiny bit.
-he wasn't the most extroverted extrovert, but he was extroverted enough to talk for the both of you.
-so, let's say, as for example, you have yo introduce yourselves.
-you'd be too shy, but he'd do it for you.
-"i'm gaming, and this is my dearest, [name]. nice to meet you." while you nodded, giving a look of approval to gaming.
-it was easy for him, wasn't it?
-not scared, not ashamed, just himself.
-you were the complete opposite...
-but it didn't matter anymore ever since you met him.
-well, he made you forget about it.
-he never wanted you to be sad.
-he never wanted you to worry.
-so he got rid of at least 5 worries of yours by helping you socialize.
-at some restaurants, he ordered for you.
-"i'll have sesame chicken, and they'll have [insert food here]." no need for you to do anything, but you just nodded.
-it felt unreal, really.
-he was there for you.
-he kept you safe.
-he helped you throughout life itself.
-and being shy was a little bit of a problem for you.
-well, it used to be.
-now he's there to fill that gap.
-you're glad to have him, aren't you?
~~~~~
atp idc if they're short i'm crying this is so cute to me
i hope this is about what you wanted @mariaace <3
thanks for the request!
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cobrabobra · 1 year
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Dating Carl headcanons:
I think the most important part that people often forget about Carl is a teenager, ani insecure one. How could be not be if he literally has a hole in his face?
He surely knows that his skills are exceptional, that he knows how to handle things, that he's brave and pretty fucking cool, but every teenage boy has his insecurities and Carl is no exception.
I could imagine him being anxious after arriving in Alexandria, seeing that there are boys his age, he begins to think that maybe you'd leave him, that he was your boyfriend because he was the only choice.
He constantly tries to show you that he is in fact the best option for you, trying to protect you, provide for you, going on runs alone just to get you something. He's willing to risk his life just to make you see what he'd do for you.
And that brings another problem, Carl risking his life all of the time. Going alone to the woods, going to the Sanctuary, provoking Negan and his people. But I think that's a mix of frustration, being angry at how things are and wanting to change them and the need to show everyone that he's independent and capable of handling himself.
Another one of Carl's insecurities is not being able to express his emotions very well, he's used to bottling everything up until it explodes and he doesn't want to do that to you, but he doesn't know how to do it differently. He's scared to share, scared that you won't care or be troubled by it when you already have a lot of things on your head, he's scared that you'll get scared of him, that he'll push you away if he shares.
He never considered himself as handsome, he always was the pretty boy type, but that didn't bother him if it didn't bother you. Well, it didn't bother him until he got shot, then he wasn't pretty or handsome or anything other than a disgusting, ugly freak. He tried to hide that it bothered him, that he felt you didn't love him anymore, that you were scared of him, or grossed out. Which you probably were, everyone would be, but it quickly became normal, it wasn't gross or scary, it wasn't beautiful, it was normal, it was a part of him.
"Carl, are you here?" you knocked on the bathroom door, he was in there for quite a while and you were worried. "Can I come in?"
"No, please, don't" his voice was weak and shaky, like he was crying.
"Carl, please. At least tell me what's happening" you begged, your heart beating hard in your chest, you were scared, you needed to know what happened.
"It's just- it's my eye" he sighed, trying to calm himself, he didn't want to look weak in front of you. "I'm okay, just don't come in"
"Alright, I won't. Just- you know I love you, right? Nothing will change that" it was a promise, it didn't matter what he'd look like, what he'd become.
Carl never fully accepted his eye, but it became easier to live with it, thanks to you, he understood that this was a part of his body, that it can't be changed and that it didn't change anything between the two of you, that helped a lot.
You helped him a lot, not just with the way he looked at himself, with his emotions, but you saved him countless times, you cared for him, protected him and he wanted to do the same for you. He never was the best with expressing his feelings so that was his way of showing you his love.
You still did the usual couple things, holding hands, kissing, cuddling, fuck, Carl started to panic the second you were beyond his reach. You were his safe place and he needed you all the time.
It's just the talking about his feelings part that was hard for him.
He wasn't the romantic type, he didn't get you flowers or jewelry, but he made breakfast for you when he woke up before you, he made sure to wrap you up in a blanket when you were taking a nap on the couch. He showed his love through doing these little things for you.
He loves spending time with you, baking together, reading together, taking care of judith together, going on walks together, showering together, everything you did, he wanted to be close, to keep an eye on you.
But that doesn't mean he's clingy, he wants to be near, not to sit in your lap and kiss you all the time (he kinda does want to, but he doesn't do it).
If anything happens to you, I pity the fool that tries to stop Carl from being with you. He'll kick and punch, threaten and beg, anything to be there for you when you need him.
And if someone did something to you, don't worry, they're already dead, we all know that Carl's a little psycho and he'll do everything for his family. He tries to be calm and rational but if somebody lays thair hand on you he simply can't control himself, plus it's not like they don't deserve it.
He'd try to be his best self for you, it was because of you that he wanted Negan to live, he lost himself for a while and you pulled him out of it, because of that he believes everyone, well maybe not everyone, most of the people deserve a second chance, people can change.
He knows you're both young, maybe too young for him to even think about it but he can imagine having a family with you. The way you take care of Judith, hold her in you arms, the way you talk to her, kiss her forehead, play with her, he wants that for his own kid.
He wouldn't settle for just any ring, if he proposes, he's doing it right. He searches for not only the prettiest ring but also the coolest looking one.
When it comes to touching, Carl isn't particularly clingy, but he likes to keep a hand on your thigh, squeeze it a little, tease you. I think there's a lot of teasing, he can be cruel sometimes.
But you teasing him? No, that's not happening, not on his watch. He's too impatient for that, too vulnerable in a way.
He likes to kiss you, a lot. Good morning kisses, goodnight kisses, you look so pretty today kisses, all of them.
"Morning" he said, his voice raspy and tired, his eyes still half closed. He hugged you from behind, his chin resting in your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck.
"Morning" you said, smiling a little, he was so cute like this. "I'm making eggs"
"Mhm" he didn't care about some eggs. He took your chin in his hand and made you look at him, he wasn't harsh or anything, his movements were slow and delicate. He placed a sweet kiss in your lips and it has you melting into his arms.
"Breakfast will be ready in a minute" you turned your head, your cheeks were slightly pink, he never failed to make you blush, not even after doing this hunderds of times. "Wash your teeth"
Carl can be rash sometimes, like when he's really excited, horny or after a fight, adrenaline buzzing in his veins, he'd pull you in for a hungry, desperate kiss, his fingers digging into your hips, his crotch pressed against yours, but he's usually delicate with you, unless you want him to be a little rough.
He's a caring lover, tending to your every need, he'd be a loving father and a great leader, but only with you by his side.
Hope you enjoyed and thank you for your kind words under my daryl headcanons.
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oikasugayama · 4 months
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Just like everyone else, LOVE your charts
Could you do one with reader fighting someone and getting hurt?
NOW WITH THE HUNTING DOGS! There are 21 hot men on this chart. Trying out a new format too to make it easier on me when writing (:
also I've noticed there isn't an agreed upon way to spell tetcho's name. i'm rocking with tetcho. you can't stop me. i've already done it. and i'll do it again. tetcho.
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after you get hurt he loses his mind killing the person who hurt you. he would then tell you "i can't see you get hurt like that. i had to do something to protect you." he may or may not be ashamed of what he's done; more than that, though, he's happy you're alive.
Fukuchi (uses the full extent of his powers and then tearfully confesses to you when you're safe), Bram (summons hoards of vampires even though he swore he wouldn't; he loves you and would do anything for you), Junichiro (is usually so passive but will kill someone with his bare hands when his lover is attacked right in front of him), and Poe (never uses weapons because he has his sharp mind; he doesn't think twice before shooting down the man who hurt you).
when he sees you get hurt during a fight, his first thought is "fuck, i have to save them. i can't lose them, not here, not now." you try to tell him to leave you and complete the mission, but he refuses, maybe even tearfully. you're coming home with him. you're not dying here.
Atsushi (tearfully holds you against his chest the whole way to Yosano, who's the only one he trusts to save you), Oda (struggles to balance the importance of the mission with his need to keep you safe; fuck the mission, you're his priority), Nikolai (decides in an instant to use his ability to take you far, far away from this conflict; it's not worth it anymore, not without you), Fukuzawa (abandons his sword to catch you before you hit the ground. He never should have let you pick up this fight; he should have solved this all before it could happen. He'll ask for your forgiveness, just as soon as he saves you), Mori (uses others to fight his battles. His goal is always to protect himself and his loved ones above all else. The full force of the Port Mafia comes down on anyone who defies him, but he himself holds you gently while transferring you to safety), Dazai (isn't in the Port Mafia anymore. When he was a younger man he'd have killed everyone in the room, but now that he has someone he's afraid to lose he chooses to run), Ango (refuses to think you're dead; he knows you're too tough, too skilled to not make it out of this battle. He's still scared, though, and as soon as he reaches you he tells you he refuses to lose you like this so you better get up and start running).
you getting hurt and falling during conflict was the last thing he expected. you're so tough, why would you be so fucking stupid? he intends on asking you right after he takes care of the asshole who thought he could take you away from him.
Tetcho (cooly walks over to you after destroying the remaining enemies. "Are you going to lay there all day?" he asks. "Do better next time... and don't you dare scare me like that again."), Tachihara (goes into a rage. He eliminates the threat, then pulls you into his arms. "You fucking idiot... Don't do that again or I'll kill you myself."), Akutagawa (awakens a new, even more lethal version of Rashomon when you fall. The room is cleared in an instant, and he's carrying you to safety moments later. "I expected more from you," he says despite the wobble in his voice. "So live and prove me wrong."), Jouno (loses his interest in the fight when he hears your heartbeat slowing, so he ends it all quickly and finds you by your shallow breathing. "You're a pathetic excuse for a Hunting Dog," he says, scooping you into his arms. "Let's get you ready for the next fight."), Fyodor (chooses his close companions extremely carefully. It's an affront to God to hurt his comrades--everyone who dared harm you will know that wrath now, and later you'll learn Fyodor's wrath for daring to leave him through near-death).
seeing you fall pissed him off more than anything. you shouldn't have come but you wouldn't take no for an answer. now he's gonna save your ass and give you a piece of his mind (he's so relieved you're safe. you know that's what he means when you tells you not to be so fucking stupid next time).
Chuuya (knows that he could use the full extent of his power to destroy everyone here, but who would save him so that he could be with you again? Ugh, you moron. How dare you make him run instead of fight. Good thing you're worth it to him), Ranpo (isn't a fighter, he's a thinker, and right now he thinks you need to be taken to safety because you were too stupid to stay out of harm's way), Sigma (has a split-second dilemma in which he wants to kill everyone, but moreso he wants to protect you, so he covers you, gets an ally to take you to safety, and when you wake up he's at your bedside calling you an idiot), Mushitaro (finds a way to twist his ability to make you two invisible to the enemy; you get to safety, you wake up after being knocked out, and he's standing over you, arms crossed. "It's about time you woke up, dumbass. I'm over here doing all the hard work."), Kunikida (panics when you fall. This isn't according to plan, and now he's enacting plan B: save your dumb ass, and then go back into the fight alone. When he realizes the extent of your injuries, though, he stays with you).
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zehiiro · 24 days
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My take on the current fandom discourse
As well as a little reminder.
It hurts and is unfortunate to see many people on here and on Twitter who are worried and hurt by things they saw within the new teaser and sneak peek and their interpretation of what it means.
So I've decided to post this as a little reminder of who Daryl and Carol are to each other and how much they truly mean to each other, hoping that it can reassure at least a few of you.
I won't be disputing people's interpretation of the teaser and sneak peek, but I will be using a parallel I saw within the sneak peek and another similar scene. I'll let the gifs below speak for themselves for a moment before I continue, and I think most of you will know exactly where I'm headed with this.
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She gets hurt She dies She catches a fever She gets taken out by a walker... She gets hit by lightning Anything... anything happens to her, I'll kill you.
- Daryl Dixon TWD 07x10
These were Daryl's words when the Kingdom, Alexandria, Hilltop, and everyone he knew were in danger, and even then, not even for a split second was he willing to put Carol's life and safety on the line.
There is not an ounce of doubt in me that Daryl feels any differently now; in fact, his love for her has grown even more because of everything they've been through since and all the time he's been forced to be away from her, never knowing if he'll ever see her again.
If the way he cared for the people of Alexandria, Kingdom, and Hilltop combined couldn't outweigh how much he cared for Carol, there is ZERO chance that Isabelle, Laurent, and the people from Nest ever could.
When Daryl finally lays eyes on Carol in season 2, compared to her, nothing else will matter to him anymore. The second Carol is ever in danger, Daryl will immediately prioritise her safety over all else.
Of course, he'll help the Nest as much as he can, and so will Carol; that's who they are, but if it ever came down to choosing between one or the other, they will always choose each other.
Yes, it's his nature to always fight for people who need him, but his feelings towards Carol led him to overcome that nature once, and he'll do it again without a second thought.
Trust the man who risked his life looking for her daughter
Trust the man who instantly ran into danger to protect her
Trust the man who ran into her arms when they reunited
Trust the man who would risk death to keep her safe
Trust the man who held her when she lost her children
Trust the man who ran to shelter her from seeing her son dead
Trust the man who puts himself between her and danger
Trust the man who stood by her when she lost herself
Trust the man who always made sure she was okay first (this)
Trust the man who has always put Carol first
Trust the man we've known for 13 years!
In 07x10, as a last attempt to convince Daryl to follow the plan and sacrifice Carol to save everyone else, Richard says:
"What we have to do requires sacrifice one way or another... Guys like us... we've already lost so much"
Daryl responds by saying:
"You don't know me"
Because it's true, Richard didn't know him, he didn't know what Carol meant to him, he couldn't imagine, but we do. And just like Richard, the people in France don't know him and don't know how much Carol means to him, hence why they don't understand him no matter how many times he has said that he has his home to get back to and promises he needs to keep.
So why don't they understand? Why doesn't he tell them about her? Why doesn't he explain who he wants to get back to and why? Wouldn't that just make things easier?
The amazingly insightful @haircoveredwriter reminded me of something here: Why didn't Richard expect Daryl's reaction towards Carol being put in harm's way? Why do Isabelle, Laurent, and Losang not hear Daryl when he tries to explain himself?
Daryl has always held the people he cares about the most as close to his chest as possible, like they're his fragile secrets, like he's scared of sharing them in case they get hurt or he loses them. Of course, you might say that that's more something we do as children, but we can't forget that Daryl never got to have a childhood, and he lost the only people he ever loved while growing up, so no, I can't fault him for trying to protect the person he cares about most, even if it's not in the most conventional ways, instead of talking about her and sharing her with anyone he has an acquaintance with.
This is also a way for Daryl to protect himself; I can see how he believes telling others about her is like advertising his weakness, his achilles heel, like holding up a sign to them that says "Here, this is where you can hit me if you want it to hurt the most. This is my weakest spot. This is how you take me down".
Speaking about her out loud is too painful; a reminder of how much he missed saying her name, what he can't have and may never be able to see again.
Listen to the hesitation and the way his voice softens when he says, "There's a lady named Carol" after Laurent asks who he misses from home, and how within a second, we see his guard go right back up again.
Look at how he can't help but smile when he hears her voice saying his name again after however long, or how he can't stand still, and his shoulders move like someone who's overwhelmed by an emotion that they're trying to contain.
The Daryl we see in the new teaser/sneak peek and the Darly we'll be getting in TBOC season 2 is the exact same Daryl he has always been, the one that's always seen as distant and guarded on the outside and a man of few words but incredibly loud actions; almost all of these have been developed as a self-defence mechanism, but none of these means that internally he isn't dying to leave France and get back to her, to hold her again, to see her smile again, to make her laugh again, to wipe her tears when she cries, to be her support and man of honour again.
The list from earlier in this post is just a few examples (of many) of how he has repeatedly shown us, through his actions, that she is the most important thing in the world to him.
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To wrap this up I just wanted to say that I can't wait to see how their bond strengthens even more in season two because I see these two as the definition of soulmates.
I love them, I love how they love each other, and I always will.
Or in @lola-andheruniverse's wise words (her post), which have stuck with me:
"I'm choosing to hope [and trust] and ignore the fear of disappointment... I'll always love them... They changed the way I understand love, and I'll never regret a second spent loving them."
For those who want to watch the scenes mentioned above, the timestamps are as follows:
TWD 07x10 scene between Richard and Daryl is 8:45 - 14:27.
TWD: DD 01x05 scene between Laurent and Daryl 9:20 - 10:50
TWD: DD 01x05 radio call between Carol and Daryl
Thank you to those who read through this; I know it's a little long, and I could have honestly made it 3x longer because I always have so much to say about these two, but I hope it helped ease your minds, even if it was just a little bit.
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Homelander being obsessed with his sister HC III
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Warnings: heavy siblingxsibling implications, Homelander being such a narcissist that he falls in "love" with his own sibling, dubcon, noncon, manipulation, stalking, basically all the horrible parts of HL come out to play, MC has blonde hair and blue eyes like HL, different plot than 'All I Ever Wanted, All I Ever Needed', kidnapping
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With just HL to interact with, loneliness was inevitable, even if you wanted to resent him and keep your fury
when he'd unintentionally scared you, HL would keep away from his apartment for a while. and when he did stop in, he made sure to avoid you the best he could
it's you who surprises him one morning at the kitchen table with breakfast. You invite him to eat with you
his company was better than none
you decide to play nice, if only to better your situation
but it's a tentative companionship. both of you walk around the other like hesitant/wounded animals; unsure if the other means to harm
neither of you share anything in common, much of that thanks to the different environments you were raised in. in your differences though, you find one another's stories to be interesting (although at times you feel your heart shatter at how lil HL was treated)
thanks to the small conversations you've been having, his mood positively shifts
enough so that Ashley notices with great relief.
painfully slowly there's an odd bond forming
one night when you decide to order in pizza, you witness Homelander in leisure wear. you'd thought that suit was glued on to him. he seemed just as nervous, vulnerable even without his blue spandex
"What was it like, growing up with a family? with love?"
and damn did that hurt you to hear him asking that. you actually reach out and hold his hand, touching him for the first time and HL is incredibly tempted to lean in and claim your lips with his own. he doesn't want a repeat of scaring you though
even with a bond having been formed, he doesn't like when you ask to go outside of the apartment. he'll snap at you with a red gleam in his eyes. afraid that you'll run off the moment he grants you such a simple liberty
"You're treating me like a prisoner, John." that was another new habit, calling him John. Making him sound like a mortal and not a god "People will care that I'm gone."
"No one has said anything so I guess you're not as important as you think." he'll hiss while grabbing the front of your shirt.
instant regret
especially when you start to cry, broken down after how long you'd been cooped up in there; under his complete control. you're at your wit's end and don't know what to do anymore
"I can't be happy here, not when my basic freedom has been taken from me. No matter how sweetly you speak to me or all the gifts you throw at me. It will never be enough to make me forget that."
How is it possible that you make him so angry yet also make him want to hold you close to him
He CAN'T release you though. Couldn't even fathom letting you go. but you've had it
a physical fight breaks out and near destroys his apartment. you're body is screaming for freedom and if he wasn't going to give it to you, well, you were going to take it yourself.
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also please tell me some HC you guys have of Homelander x sis!Reader 😊
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idk if i already said it here but i think level-5 is a monument for character design. their characters are memorable in any games or series they produce, even when they're a little too much, their designs have a peculiar, lovable charm, i really really like them.
anyway here's me rating the GO designs of the OG characters :
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endou is the fucking favorite. you can tell the studio really did their best for him. even without watching GO, you can tell he's still his old passionate self but in a cool and matured way. you can tell he's coaching kids and you can tell the kids love him and he loves them in return. 10/10.
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kidou is great. of course he would be wearing a suit to coach middle schoolers, this is what being kidou is about !
i do think the new goggles are a little goofy, but haruna gave them to him, so of course he would wear them without hesitation. you can tell he's still awfully serious, but also no longer ashamed to monologue about his (occasionally stupid) special interest of the week if asked.
i would have advocated for longer dreads rather than, idk sorta untangled dreads ? but you know what, this is great. 9/10
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i'm in love with kazemaru. always has been. his hair is perfect.
i just don't get why he got the coraline's yellow raincoat drip. it tells me nothing about him. i can't guess if he is an athlete, a hairdresser, a mangaka, a drag queen, a military sergeant, a carpenter or a sugarbaby. i'm left alone with my headcannons, and no clue how to prove they make sense. 5/10
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i love that fubuki shirou, canonically the prettiest boy in the world, decided by himself to dress like sheldon cooper.
i like that when he put his coat on, he looks like a hobo. he didn't even had to try the hot snowboarder style, he already knew he'll be a good-looking hobo. i like that for him. choose for yourself king, you don't need anything. 8/10
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my man looks so good in this. he doesn't realize he looks like the lovechild of yakuza and a mafioso. he doesn't realize why the grandmas are scared of him at the supermarket, but it's okay. i know he's well paid, he's still hardworking and professional, he's stable in all aspects, and he smells like a very masculine, expensive perfume. 11/10
of course, fubuki and him are happy and in love, and nobody gets how it could have happened when they walk side by side.
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ah, fudou. some would say his new style is a glowdown, but i almost disagree.
true, he doesn't look punk and alt anymore, but i can tell that now, he's a true leftist. he looks like he doesn't have a job. he always smells like *spicy* cigarettes. everybody in his neighborhood knows and likes him. he owns almost nothing, yet everybody owes him something. he's an anarchist but he still votes, because he wants to do his part for a more peaceful future. he does throw rocks at cops during social movements. 8/10
kidou and him are also happy and in love. they fight all the time for petty things, but it's their way to say 'i love you'.
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kabeyama almost didn't change, and that's good. he looks nice and polite and like a wonderful freehugger. i trust him. i could give him my firstborn, i know the kid would be well-fed and in bed at a reasonable hour. 10/10
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i don't remember why kogure was in GO. it had to do with haruna i think, which is good, i like haruna. whatever he's just taller. 4/10
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sakuma looks nice. the longer hair looks good. he would look better if genda was with him though. 6/10
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tobitaka. my boy. he found his place. giving him the rai rai ken was such a good idea. it's not about the looks for him. it's about happiness, and he looks happier now. 10/10
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tsunami ! the last member of the B4. he didn't change that much, which saddens me a little, but maybe it was because his design was always good. 7/10
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toramaru. same boy but taller. they made an effort with his hair, i'll give them that. he looks like a lost management firm intern. i hope he finds the printer next to the coffee machine. i also don't remember what he does in the series. 5/10
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glasses suit hiroto. he looks serious enough to do a serious job well, and still weird enough to say some deranged stoner shit without anyone asking after one (1) sip of unalcoholic beer. good for him. 7/10
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midorikawa lost a bit of his theater kid charm, but i guess this is what happens when you work in foster care. he looks like a great mom though. 6/10
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i'm disappointed. aphrodi deserves better than a boring ass suit. i mean come on, that man doesn't NEED to look professional, he is literally named after the goddess of beauty, he deserved better than that.
the side ponytail looks good. so sad for the little bleaching accident. he should cut that. 4/10
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i can't clown megane. i look like that man. i wish him well. 7/10
WELL THAT'S THE END, I HOPE I DIDN'T FORGOT ANYBODY :D
(gouenji will have his own post.)
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