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blondwhowrites · 2 months

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what about mattheo with a werewolf s/o? Like imagine being like all worked up and horny before a full moon and having angry pre-transformation sex with him

(I’m actually in love with this man)

You tell him your a werewolf, and the first thing he asks is, 'So does that mean we are like considered as mates or some shit?'

By the way he already knew, because my boy is EXTREMELY observant. He just never told you because he wanted you to be ready to tell him. When he figured it out he immediately sat his ass down at the library and read every single book on werewolves he could find.

He's doing everything he can to support you

He isn't at all afraid of you and dude would square up with werewolf you with no hesitation because he has no sense of self preservation

(also I'm adding my own werewolf system because fuck JK Rowling imma do this my own way 😤)

He finds out that werewolves won't hurt the people that they consider 'mates' or a part of their 'pack', and he is taking full advantage of that.

He sees your werewolf form for the first time and it's literally just a giant wolf and he's standing there like 🧍while you're just wagging your tail all happy because OH MY GOD ITS YOUR MATE 🥰

You have a little spot in the dark forest where you transform and he'll come and visit you.

You bring him the corpses of the animals you hunt and he'll just awkwardly pat your head, and praise your hunting skills

https://pin.it/fEKdLztSL

(this link is an accurate representation of what werewolves look like because ain't no way am I gonna let them be that ugly shit from the prisoner of Azkaban)

You get extremely clingy and possessive the days before a full moon. It's not just towards Mattheo, it's towards your friends too because your senses see them as your 'pack' and you gotta protect them and make sure they are okay

You literally growl at people

Person: GET YOUR FUCKING DOG BITCH

Mattheo: She don't bite

You: *Growls*

Person: YES SHE DO

You also get extremely horny and Mattheo lives for it

You wanna fuck? Mattheo is down and ready to be used 🫡

He is your man slut

You get aggressive during the act and end up biting him on the neck and shoulders and he is wearing those marks proudly. He's strutting around Hogwarts proudly marked as yours 💅

During those days before the full moon, he will be your subby little manwhore

Anything for his princess 🤷

You wanna suck his dick and call him a good boy? He's melting into a puddle of goo. He becomes all blushy and shy because he loves being praised 🤭

Eating your pussy like a man starved.

Please sit on his face and suffocate him (:

You wanna ride him? Bros staring at you in awe while he watches your ass bounce up and down on his cock in reverse cowboy.

My boy is just along for the ride 😁

#mattheo riddle blurb 🐍#harry potter #slytherin boys #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle smut

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thetreefairy · 7 months

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Hey, how are you, I'm sorry if I'm bothering beforehand. I wanted to make a request with male reader (if you want, otherwise it's fine) where Sukuna takes control of Yuuji's body while on a mission with the reader and pretends he's still Yuuji he was talking to (because he wanted to kill the reader when he's distracted) but he ends up liking him and starts treating him like a younger brother?

I'm still recovering and this makes me wanna write again, so imma write this, also you aren't bothering me, i like your writing :).

Also I'm okay with all things considered, im too lazy to do a pretty format, so please excuse me, also no idea if you wanted yandere, but sukuna hes just that in general so--, i did try a new form of writing, hope you enjoy it.

warning: Sukuna is a possessive bitch, probably ooc. I can only really write angst for this guy, this guy is slowly turning into a yandere for thou

he/him reader

Yuuji loved his brother, Sukuna knew this, it made him dislike you.

He didn't want his vessel to be swayed by such weak attachment.

So he was planning to kill Reader on their next duo mission, after all, he can just blame it on some lower curse.

Yet here he was, talking to him as if he was Yuuji, not killing Reader at all. For some reason he couldn't, he first thought it was Yuuji, but the more he spoke to you, the more he realized.

It wasn't that.

It was Reader, himself.

He felt so familiar, so lovely, so brotherly.

He didn't even know that he missed such familiar bounds, but he did. Now he understands why Yuuji talks about him as if he's god reincarnated.

Who wouldn't adore such a lovely brother?

"Yuuji? I think the curse is up ahead." Reader announced, snapping Sukuna out of his thoughts. "Let me handle it." He said kinda roughly. "You're too weak for this curse."

Reader looked at him and rolled his eyes. "Geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"Shut it." Sukuna hissed. "If you get hurt, I'm going to fucking murder you." reader rolled his eyes. "Is Sukuna being chatty again?" he asked while humming. "if so, just eat some food he dislikes, he'll shut up."

Sukuna couln't help but look offended. "OI, that's no way to speak to your brother." He couldn't stop himself as he said brother, he felt the curse coming closer, but he could handle it with his eyes closed. "Yuuji... did you just call Sukuna my brother?'

"Y-yes?" Sukuna chuckled nervously. Yuuji was laughing at him, as he never called Sukuna apart of him, or Reader's other brother.

"Awhh, you're bonding with him."

the moment Reader said that, the curse arrived, it was obviously vengeful.

Out of pure embarrassment at Reader's words Sukuna eliminated the curse within seconds.

"S-sukuna?!" Reader shouted surprised. "Me and Yuuji are not bonding! We are!" He whined, which caused Reader to look rather shocked.

He never expected Sukuna to want to bond with him.

Well, now you are stuck with two loving brothers, only one won't hesitate to break your legs if you shout at him :)

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cringefailvox · 3 months

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what do u think abt the dynamic of the vees? they’re truly a fucked up lil family hehe and i wonder how they work in relation to one another ! also specifically val and vox ! i think it’s interesting how there’s some respect between them considering their different strengths lol ( porn and tech/news)

TY FOR ASKING bc i looove the vees so bad.

vox + valentino: most obvious, they're that messy on/off couple with severe issues that nonetheless do genuinely care about each other at the end of the day. val breaks his phone, vox screams in his face, they giggle and dance together, they have the range. they might rile each other up and throw each other under the bus for petty reasons, but in a life or death situation, they protect each other without hesitation. power vacillates between them like a seesaw. manipulative, toxic beyond belief, unexpectedly wholesome - they're made for each other.

valentino + velvette: i just know these bitches live for the drama. they keep each other updated on the latest gossip, they make fun of vox together, they're that awful best friend duo from high school who look at you like you're a bug under their shoes and then they skip class to go vape in the bathroom. val is very fond of her and she likes the attention, but she also gets easily annoyed with his lack of impulse control and inability to play a long con like her & vox. i think she's also one of the few people in existence that val won't sexualize (both bc she'd kill him and bc he sees her as a real person, not a toy).

velvette + vox: these two are the real power houses of the vees. i think vox was a mentor figure of sorts at the beginning, impressed by her ambition and drive, who gave her the tools to succeed and then stood back and watched as she clawed her way rightfully to the top. he respects her and her take-no-shit attitude. she loves him as much as she sees right through his bullshit, and even though she knows he needs her for his empire to function, she acknowledges that she needs his support too. they're both strong leaders and rule their employees with an iron fist. vel doesn't hesitate to call him for backup and both her and val trust vox to take care of them.

vox + val + vel: most importantly, all of the vees see each other as equals. they're all self-obsessed tyrants who view everyone around them as lessers EXCEPT FOR one another. at any given moment, all of them are thinking "i can't believe i'm the only sane one here." vel rolls her eyes and buries her face in her phone while voxval make out with each other over dinner, vox/vel stop val from doing something crazy and impulsive again, vel/val physically drag vox away from his desk to make him take a break from his work.

you disrespect one of the vees, you disrespect all of them. they're fiercely protective of each other and they still let vox humiliate himself on live television for shits and giggles. they're terrible. they love each other. they're a family in every sense of the word, dysfunction and all. they enable each other's worst tendencies while also keeping each other in check. they are everything they are the moment

#i LOVE themmmm <3333 #i need to write more about them as a team #the vees #vox #valentino #velvette #vees #hazbin hotel #staticmoth #voxval

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yuri-is-online · 3 months

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Hello yuri, first time anon here 👋👋.

Love your works. They converted me into an aceyuu stan lol. But also consider:

Aceyuu to "Rewrite the stars" from the greatest showman.

It could be the time loop au, soul bond au, or just regular au. It could just be in the song's regular pov (Yuu having their hands tied by going home and not wanting to break Ace's heart or Ace literally defying and turning back time to keep Yuu alive despite the prefect's inevitable death) .

but imagine the singers could also be swapped (like Yuu being the first voice that says their love could work, and Ace being hesitant to outright act on his feelings (and still failing)).

I've just been fed this vision of a brainrot for the past 3 days and I don't know what to do with it XDD.

Lots of love and stay hydrated 💞.

|˶˙ᵕ˙ )ﾉﾞ hello annon nice to have you here. I would apologize for inflicting aceyuu brain rot upon ye but I would not have received this ask and I happen to rather like your idea. There are so many good songs for aceyuu and this one is an easy add to the list. Given how the stars are literally able to grant wishes and astrology is very real it's especially fitting! Yuu's stars spell out a grim fate indeed, it would be an impossible task to rewrite them alone. Lucky they don't need to do that ¬‿¬

Now let's see...

Honestly, both povs suit both Ace and Yuu, especially in the time loop au. I can easily see Yuu pleading with him to accept their fate, not because they don't want to be with him but because they can't stand seeing him destroy himself over and over again. "You know I want you//It's not a secret I try to hide//But I can't have you" But Ace, he's just so determined to save you specifically that nothing else matters so he keeps. Going. At it. To the point we get to that classic Madoka/Amnesia trap where both Ace and Yuu are sacrificing something to save the other because the stars decided to give them opposing fates. Ace wants to save Yuu, who wants to save Ace who wants to save Yuu who wants to save Ace who can stop me if I decide//That you're my destiny? No one, that's the answer. Something else has to give because it isn't going to be either of these stubborn bitches.

Same with normal timeline stuff. Ace is singing the second pov out loud but the first one is more in line with his actual feelings. He would complain the entire time, but he would rewrite fate for you and claim he just happened to be in the area. Yuu's actual attitude is up to the player's interpenetration, but I like a Yuu who gets so frustrated with Ace's one step forward two steps back that they sing the first pov out loud even though they're very conflicted about going back home. Sort of like how both singers fall into a blended pov at the end. Both of them want to rewrite the stars, but have doubts about if it is possible. Doesn't mean they won't try.

SoulBond au Yuu more fits the second pov. Especially the bit about "not [being] the one you were meant to find." Yuu really thinks there has to have been a mistake, if they were meant to be with Ace why weren't they born in Twisted Wonderland? They're going to get sent back eventually won't they? That would just be too cruel a fate for anyone. Ace though... he has this voiceline in his Master Chef card where he says if he is told he is not supposed to do something that's just a guarantee he's going to do it (he's such a youngest child ◔_◔) and that doesn't change just because it's soulbond bs. Sure, he might not be crazy about the concept but he is crazy about you, and just because you might have your doubts and he might not have made the best first impression but your bound. No one, not the stars, not Crowley, not whatever gods exist in your world or his get to say what you are to each other because you can both feel the truth. You're soulmates, bound by a strange magic most consider a curse, and that won't be stopped by something as trivial as you being from a different world.

c: thank you for the ask annon

#<3 asks #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #aceyuu #ace trapolla x reader #i have made a mini aceyuu playlist for myself after all of this thinking we've been doing on the blog lately #if i've give you all brain rot the least i can do is give myself the vapors

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ganjas-shit · 2 years

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Oh fuck Princess- Eddie Munson 18+ Word Count: 2,336

Hi! This is my first ever SMUT ahhh! Very excited because y'all I cannot contain my Eddie Munson obsession anymore it's time to unleash the horny writer inside me. FUCK it we BALLLLL whoop whoop!! Enjoy bitches <3

rough mouth fucking? cussing. daddy kink? fingering. rough oral sex?giving oral sex?

sorry if I miss any please don't hesitate to message me and bully me into correcting my TW's lol (I'm a fucking idiot)

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Eddie Munson enjoyed watching you. He loved watching the star cheerleader of Hawkins High in her cute little cheerleading outfit that hugged her body so beautifully. He's always wondered what that perky little ass looked like arched up in the air while you pretty little lips were wrapped around his long, thick, cum-filled cock.

He'd love to make his little fantasy of you a reality and knew exactly what he had to do.

Eddie knew you popular's well. Eddie noticed how you walked around Hawkins with your head all high because everyone considered you the prettiest girl in town. You were the cheer captain, you passed all your classes, the teachers loved you, you were a parents wet dream and everyone either wanted you or wanted to BE you.

You knew Eddie well. He was infamous for his Hellfire speeches in the school cafeteria. You'd never admit it but you lived for his speeches. He would stand on his lunch table and would call out the jocks for their ignorance. And you loved how outspoken he was, how he didn't care what people thought about him.

But oh man not only did he notice, he heard it himself. He overheard you and Robin one day talking in the library the next shelf over.

"Jesus what the hell am I DOING WRONG," you whined "I mean even his friends can't keep their mouths closed when they see me! But HIM, Eddie fucking Munson, he won't even bat an eye, AN EYE ROBIN" you whisper yelled

"I don't know what you see in him y/n." Robin sighed, "If he hasn't noticed that the prettiest girl in town has a secret boner for the town freak, maybe he's not the one." Robin shrugged

"SHHHH keep your voice down!" you shushed loudly,

Eddie smiled to himself. He couldn't believe Hawkins Princess wanted to be seen by the freak. It intrigued him.

Eddie then started to target the popular crowd every lunch.

Calling out their bullshit standards and expectations.

He also stuck his tongue out at Jason, the boys varsity basketball captain during their heated argument

(Which you thought was extremely hot btw)

But, you hated it.

You hated that he called everyone else but you out. You wanted to get into a heated and hot argument with him in front of the whole school.

Just like he did with Jason.

He'd be so turned on by your yelling that after he'd drag you into the janitors closet and fuck your brains out till you couldn't take anymore.

Something you also couldn't bare was the fact that you had every guy in Hawkins on their hands and knees for you at any given second, every guy except for Eddie.

But Eddie knew you longed for his attention.

Shit, he even knew a glance from him would satisfy you but he wanted to push your buttons. He wanted you to approach him.

He wanted you to beg.

Eddie sat in the room of his trailer strumming the strings of his electric guitar playing Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix while taking a few hits of the joint he just rolled.

He was so lost in the music he was playing he didn't even hear you at his door.

"Hello? Anyone home!?" you called out as you knocked on the door of Eddie's trailer.

You crossed your arms and tried to make yourself as warm as possible considering you were wearing nothing but a school hoodie and your cheer skirt.

"HELLO? MUNSON WE NEED TO TALK NO-" you were cut off as the door flung open and you came face to face with the infamous beautiful freak himself

"now" you said embarrassingly low as you looked at Munson up and down admiring the tattoos on his arm and then your eyes followed up to his beautiful face.

He was so pretty.

His soft eyes. Messy hair.

And god don't get me started on his pretty mouth. You wanted to ride his face so bad.

"Geez any louder captain?" Eddie looked down at you, rolling his eyes, moving to the side making enough room for you to step inside his trailer.

The smell of marijuana lingered the air of the trailer and you felt at ease.

"So," Eddie started

"What brings the queen of Hawkins High into the Freak's humble abode?" He says slightly amused that his little plan actually worked.

"I wanna know what your deal is with me." you said ignoring the blood viciously pumping inside your heart

"My deal?"Eddie questions as he tilts his head looking at you up and down suddenly very intrigued

"You always pick fights with my teammates and the entire basketball team but you always ignore me," You look at Eddie obviously frustrated and slightly embarrassed that you're telling a boy you've never even held a conversation with that he doesn't acknowledge you

"Jesus Christ what world do you popular's live in?" Eddie scoffed

"You're in way over your head sweetheart." Eddie said as he slowly walked towards you

" Are you that out of touch with reality?" He looked deep into your eyes hooking his finger under your chin.

"Maybe I just want to be put in my place" you shrugged softly as you looked into his now dark eyes.

Eddie tried so hard to not push you onto your knees and stuff his cock down your throat. But he was being patient.

He wanted to hear you beg.

He wanted to hear you beg for permission to cum all over his long hard cock. He was growing tired of the games.

He looked down at your doe eyed "fuck me" eyes, chuckled to himself and walked away to his room.

He smiled when he heard you follow.

"Hey i’m talking to you Munson!" you said with a bratty tone

Eddie took a hit of his joint and looked you up and down

His room was warm. It smelt like marijuana and a strong cologne that made your core heat up, and that wasn't even the best part, you noticed his guitar was hooked up and instantly knew it was the reason he took so long to answer the door.

"Are you gonna stop being a brat and tell me what you really want or are we gonna keep doing this?" Eddie said slightly annoyed at the pent up tent in his pants the he so desperately wanted to free

The marijuana was finally starting to get to him and he wanted nothing more than to fuck your brains out.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." you said starting to feel small but still keeping your ground.

Shit does he know I want him?

GOD OF COURSE HE DOES

Once again, Eddie started to walk towards you, eyes low and red from hitting his joint

"Be straight with me princess," He said lowly as he lifted up your skirt slowly running his finger up your inner thigh to reach your hot core

"Shit" you muttered at his finger pressing into your clit

"You want to be my little slut?" He questioned in a deep hushed tone, pushing your panties to the side gliding a finger up and down your slit

You felt your pussy grow wetter as he kept his pace painfully slow. You wanted him to shove his thick fingers in your gummy walls but you knew you had to speak or he wouldn't continue.

"What do you want darling?" Eddie said as he continued to drag his finger up and down your slit.

"I want you." you whispered

Eddie poked two fingers at your entrance making you gasp,

"I'm sorry sweetheart but you're gonna have to speak up" he said leaning in whispering into your ear

"Fuck Eddie I want you!" you moaned moving your hips trying to create friction between your gooey entrance and his fingers.

"See! and all you had to do was use your words" Eddie smirked and roughly shoved his fingers in your tight warm hole.

"Oh fuck" you moaned trying so hard not to fall forward considering you were standing up

"Look at you princess," Eddie said looking down at the moaning mess you've become. His dick was rock hard from seeing you trying to hold yourself up as he curved his fingers inside of you

"Look at you taking my fingers so well, fuck I can't wait to stuff my cock inside of you princess" Eddie moaned picking up his pace

You pressed your head in his chest to stop you from falling forward as Eddie was whispering the dirtiest things into you ear

"Oh fuck Eddie I'm close" you moaned feeling the knot form into your stomach

Eddie lifts your head up and smashes his lips into yours pumping his fingers inside of you so fucking fast that it makes your eyes roll back

"Mm come for daddy princess." Eddie moans against your hot wet mouth feeling your walls clench around his fingers

You rode his fingers as you came undone and he fucking loved it. He loved the feeling of your hot mouth pressed against his making the prettiest noises he's ever heard

He slowly pulled his fingers out of you refusing to break eye contact and stuck them in his mouth sucking the mess off his fingers.

"You made the prettiest mess on daddies finger doll," Eddie said as he finished sucking off the remaining cum.

He squeezed your face and wiped the drool of your mouth with his thumb.

"But you've been a brat," he said darkly

You swallowed harshly as he stared deep into your soul.

"Strip." he said dragging his finger under your chin as you stared at him dumbfounded already so far gone over him.

"It wasn't a question sweetheart" he said with a serious tone that made your core heat up.

You lifted your jacket over your head and shivered at the cool breeze of air which instantly made your nipples harden.

You watched Eddie walk towards the corner of his bed and taking a seat

He looked at you and started fiddling with his belt.

"Keep the skirt on princess," he demanded as he pulled his hard cock out beginning to stroke it. "Now come here and get on your knees." he said darkly.

You slowly walked over and and sat on your knees with your hands nicely placed on your thighs.

"Look how obedient my girl is," Eddie growled as he stroked his throbbing cock.

You looked at Eddie's lust filled eyes and then down at his huge cock which instantly made your mouth drool.

Eddie started to see the want in your eyes.

The need.

You wanted to touch yourself so bad.

Eddie was looking at you while stroking his dick and it made you so fucking horny.

You scooted up and laid your head on one of his thighs so you were inches away from his cock.

Fuck that made Eddie crazy.

"Can I play with myself please?" you whined looking deep into his hungry eyes

Eddie chuckled

"Open your mouth and keep those hands still." He demanded, "You're not touching that pretty little pussy till I say so." he said smoothly making your stomach flutter

Eddie stood up and stuck his two fingers down your throat then held his hand out in front of your mouth,

“Spit" he demanded

You spit in his hand and he started to stroke his dick with your saliva.

Fuck

"You gonna be a good girl for me princess?" he questioned as he looked down at you still stroking his throbbing cock

"Yes daddy." you stated already getting eager for what's coming

"Good, cause I'm not going easy." he said as he shoved his throbbing cock roughly into your mouth causing you to gag.

He continued to fuck your mouth ruthlessly and got so turned on by how much you were actually taking his dick.

Your eyes were a watering mess and seeing the runny mascara on your face made Eddie's dick twitch inside your mouth

"Oh fuck princess you're taking all of me aren't you?" Eddie moaned slowing down his pace trying to feel more of your tongue

He grabbed the sides of your face with his two hands when he felt the vibration of your cries and whines on his already exploding cock

"Princess wants to touch herself huh?" Eddie taunts as he feels his high coming in hard

"Go ahead sweetheart, play with that pretty little clit" Eddie moans feeling you whimper on his cock

"Daddy wants to see his slut come undone." Eddie says as he picks up his pace feeling his high.

You rubbed your two fingers along your slit bringing the wetness of your pussy to your clit and started to rub it viciously.

You moaned on Eddie's dick already feeling that familiar knot in your stomach and rolled your eyes so far back

"Fuck are you close princess?" Eddie questioned as he thrusted harder into your mouth

You hummed rubbing your clit even faster which made him pick up his pace even more

"Oh fuck princess, I'm coming" Eddie moaned bucking his hips, cumming so hard in your mouth.

Fuck this was something he's never felt before.

He felt so euphoric.

You gasped so hard as he pulled out your mouth and let out the nastiest moan Eddie's ever heard in his life as he watched you ride out the rest of your high on your fingers.

You brought your fingers to your mouth and sucked the juices off your fingers,

"Thank you for putting me in my place daddy." you looked up at him, and batted your pretty eyes like the obedient little whore you are, cum still dripping down the sides of your mouth.

And this turned Eddie on so fucking much

"Get on the bed. Now." Eddie demanded still looking down at her, admiring the mess she is, with his dick still rock hard.

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AHAHHAHHHAHHADjadijijdo

I actually did it tee hee

PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT AND LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK! :D

#eddie munson #stranger things #Eddie munson smut #eddie munson fanfic #steve harrington #smut writing #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader

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ticklish-n-stuff · 11 months

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How Team Z members react to you telling them you like being tickled

Isagi:

"Huh...?"

His face goes up in flames and you're like ??? I'm supposed to be the flustered one here???

At first he's quite stunned (as in he's in absolute aww and can't take it), but once he eventually calms down he's excited to try out this newfound information.

Very fired up to find all of your spots, it's almost terrifying-

Bachira:

Bold of you to tell the one dude with a literal monster inside him.

"That means I can tickle you whenever?!"

Please he looks so excited at the mere thought, how can you say no to that??

Usually asks if he can tickle you, but sometimes he'll just yell "Tickle attack!" and just go ham.

"Your reactions are hilarious! We should do this more often~"

Chigiri:

"That so, huh?"

He seems pretty neutral about it, until he's not lmao

It's like tickle monster Chigiri gets awakened and he loves to chase you around

He'll give you a head start, only to then quickly catch up and just pounce.

"You like that?~"

Smug bastard. Will never let you live it down

Kunigami:

Finds it very endearing, but won't comment on it much as to not embarrass you even further

Now whenever he sees you're sad or whatever, he will tickle a smile onto your face like the hero he is

But will also tease you... like a lot. Won't hesitate to poke your sides or squeeze your hips as he's passing by.

His presence always keeps you on your toes

Gagamaru:

At first glance, you can't tell what he's thinking considering his never changing face (but that just makes him cute)

"So... that means I can tickle you?"

You wanted to die right there and then, but eventually you give a hesitant nod.

He's quick to try it out, and asks lots of questions too.

"Is this spot ticklish? What if I do this? Oh you snorted, then I must be doing a good job, etc."

It usually ends with you looking like a tomato

Raichi:

"Huh??? Why the hell you telling me that?"

He will never admit it, but finds it very adorable.

He'll make up whatever excuse he can to tickle you.

"Stay still. I gotta release my anger somehow~"

Enjoys making you shriek in happy laughter, but never pushes you past your limits.

Igarashi:

Cue evil 'lil gremlin face

"Well now I HAVE to tickle you!~"

Before you can react, you're a squealing pile of mush under his wiggly fingers.

"Haha! You're so cute! We should do this again sometime~"

K.O.

You both look forward to it

Kuon (fucking bitch):

At first, he's not sure on what to do with this information. Until he catches one of the other members tickling you and it's like grrrr ler mood grrrr

When you least expect it, he'll walk up behind you and slowly work his way around your tickle spots.

Your reactions only entice him to keep tickling you

"I'm not stopping anytime soon...~"

Naruhaya

The urge to call him Nakahara- (head empty, only Chuuya)

Anywayss, when you initially tell him he acts pretty cool about it, but it's all a font!

He will take it upon himself to jump on you whenever and wherever and just worm his fingers wherever he can reach.

And then walks away like nothing happened, while you try to process wtf just happened

Imamura:

"Aww really? So you like it when I do this?~"

His fingers are quick to explore your tickle spots, giving quick pokes and scribbles.

Now whenever he's bored, he'll casually ask you "So... are you in a mood?~"

And the moment you give him the ok it's bye bye sanity/pos

lemon:

Finds it really cute, and will tell it to your face

He doesn't try to tease you, but just can't help but gush about how adorable you are

Will always ask if he can tickle you and looks forward to finding new cute reactions

#blue lock #blue lock tickle #blue lock tickle hcs #tickle hcs

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cicimunson · 2 years

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Blood and Roses Part 3

Chapter Summary: Everyone is still struggling with the aftermath of Eddie's return. Eddie gets a chance to prove he can be trusted.

Series Summary and Characters posted in Part One.

Warnings: Angst, reader is assaulted, Eddie is violent with reader's attacker, blood. reader and Steve argue again. Also no one hate me for this, but it's revealed that Max died.

Part 1 2

You make it to the butcher shop and back without any trouble. Since the earthquake and fire, the whole town has gone to hell. More than half of its citizens had fled, and a lot of those that stayed behind considered the city their own personal playground. They would loot, vandalize, and even attack people for sport.

It's dark out. An almost permanent black cloud had settled over the town. Occasionally the sun would peek through, but it was a rare occasion. You missed it.

You’re getting out of the car when a random man approaches you.

“Hey, miss, you got the time?”

You’re instantly on guard. “No, sorry. I don’t wear a watch.”

He frowns. “Damn. Do you maybe got anything to eat? I’m starving.”

“Again, sorry. I’m not carrying anything with me.” No way were you inviting him in the house.

He eyes your bag. “Looks like you got plenty.”

“It’s not food.”

He snorts and grabs your arm. “We’ll see.”

You kick at him. “Let go of me!”

He backhands you into the car. You cry out and drop the bag, blood splattering everywhere.

“What the fuck? What is this? You sick bitch, look at my clothes!” He lifts his hand to strike you again. You brace yourself for the blow, but it never comes.

You realized your eyes are screwed shut. You open them to see Eddie standing in front of you, holding the guy up in the air by his throat.

“Eddie, stop. Let him go, please!"

He squeezes his throat tighter.

"Eddie, don't!"

He looks at you. "Are you hurt? Is this your blood?"

"No, no, it's animal blood! I'm fine! Put him down."

Eddie glares at the man. "I see you around here again and you're fucking dead, do you hear me?"

He struggles to nod, slapping at Eddie’s arm and panicking. Eddie drops him on the ground and kicks him.

“Get the fuck out of here, you piece of shit."

You watch as the man runs off, looking horrified. He trips and falls, glancing back over his shoulder as he sprints away.

Eddie turns to you, cupping your face in his hands. "Are you okay? Are you sure you aren't hurt?"

"How are you out here? Did they untie you?"

He looks down guiltily. "Not exactly."

"Eddie?"

"I have, like, supernatural hearing now. I could hear what he was saying, heard him slap you."

"But you were tied in chains, how did you-"

He still won't meet your eyes. "I, uh…"

Steve and Dustin come sprinting outside. Steve takes one look at you drenched in blood and slams Eddie into your car.

"Dustin get her inside, get help!"

"Steve, Jesus, this isn't my blood! I dropped the bag from the butcher. Can everyone please calm the FUCK down?"

Eddie shoves Steve. "Get off me, man, I was helping her."

Steve slams him into the car again.

"Steve, stop! It's true! Some random guy attacked me. Eddie ran him off."

Dustin grips your arm, looking terrified. "We left him alone for a few minutes. I heard a bang, the chains were in pieces on the floor, we didn't-"

"Shh, shh, I'm fine. I promise I'm okay. He didn't hurt me." You reassure him.

"Tell us the truth. Did you know you could break those chains the whole time?" Steve demands.

Eddie hesitates, then nods. "I mean, yeah, I figured I could. They weren't heavy or anything."

"They're like an inch thick!"

"Wait, so you were just pretending to be restrained? You could have gotten out any time?" Dustin asks.

Eddie nods slowly.

Steve huffs. "So you lied to us. We weren't safe at all."

You shake your head. "Steve, no. Don't you see? He could have attacked us at any time but he didn't! I'm standing here covered in blood and he hasn't touched me."

"He still lied!"

"What choice did he have!? You've been treating him like an animal!"

"I've been trying to keep us all alive!"

"Who died and made you boss!?"

"Who else has to die, Y/N?"

You step back, recoiling as if he'd slapped you.

Eddie glances back and forth between the two of you. "Who…who died?"

Dustin clears his throat. "Um, Max. She…she didn't make it."

Eddie slumps. "Red? What happened?"

"Vecna got her. She lived a little while afterwards, but the doctors couldn't, they couldn't-"

You squeeze Dustin's shoulder.

Eddie sighs, rubbing his face.

"I'm just trying to keep the rest of us alive." Steve repeats softly.

"I shouldn't have come back. I don't know why I thought- I'm gonna go." Eddie says.

You grab his arm. "Eddie, no, please. Don't leave."

"Steve's right. You guys can't trust me. I get it."

"No, Steve can't trust you, but I do. I do!"

"Y/N." Steve protests.

You turn and jab a finger at his chest. "If I have to lose him again, because of you, I will never forgive you. I swear to God, Steve, I will hate you."

Eddie looks stunned. You siding with him over Steve was the last thing he expected. You and Steve had always been close, two peas in a pod. He figured that had only intensified after everything had gone to hell.

"Fine. He stays. But he's still under watch and if he takes one step out of line-"

"I won't." Eddie interrupts. "I swear."

Steve doesn't look convinced, but drops it.

You sigh. "Now can I please go shower? This blood is starting to dry and it's so sticky."

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You stay in the shower as long as you can, scrubbing until your skin is red. You figure your clothes are pretty much ruined, so you throw them into the wastebasket before toweling off. Robin knocks on the door and opens it a few inches, sticking clean clothes through the crack.

"Thank you."

"Are you okay?"

"I haven't been okay in weeks." You admit.

"Get dressed. I'll make you some tea."

You get dressed and run a brush through your hair, scowling at your reflection in the mirror. In the past few weeks, you'd lost weight, gained undereye circles, and had various scrapes and bruises that were slow to heal. You barely recognized yourself.

You head into the kitchen.

Eddie is sitting at the table, sipping blood from a coffee mug. He looks embarrassed, but you squeeze his shoulder reassuringly.

"Feeling better?" He asks, reaching up to lay his hand on yours.

You nod. "I'm fine. Thank you, for everything."

"Don't mention it."

Robin sets a cup of tea in front of you. "Drink. You look pale."

You sit down and sip it slowly. "Someone's gotta go back to the butcher, replace what I-"

"Nancy and Mike are on it."

"Good deal."

"I'm sorry for being so much trouble." Eddie mumbles. "I'm sorry for all of it."

"Hey, none of this is your fault. You didn't ask for this, Eddie. None of us did."

"I should have stayed away. I didn't think-"

"Enough." You say firmly, taking his hand in yours. "We're glad you're back. We missed you."

"Maybe you and Dustin did, but-"

"Hey now, I missed you!" Robin protests. "Maybe not as much as Y/N and Dustin, but we weren't besties and I wasn't in love with you, still I really did…oh…shit."

You clench your mug so tightly your knuckles turn white. You refuse to look up, refuse to see the expression on Eddie's face.

"Y/N, I…" Robin stutters.

You stand up, pouring your tea into the sink and rinsing out your cup.

Neither Robin or Eddie say anything as you walk out of the room.

Robin turns to Eddie. "I didn't mean that like it sounded. I didn't mean Y/N was in love with you, I was just saying that you and I weren't really friends or romantically involved, well obviously not romantically involved because you're not the type I like, but I'm just-"

"Robin. It's fine. Steven basically told me already. I just haven't said anything to Y/N because I don't know what to say."

"Oh. Okay, well, can you please tell her you already knew? I wouldn't say you heard it from Steve, it might be the final nail in their coffin, but if you could shift the blame off me a little-"

"I'm not talking about it. It doesn't matter now."

"Wait, why not?"

"Because I'm a fucking vampire and we're basically in the middle of the apocalypse. How would we ever make it work?"

"I gotta ask, and feel free to tell me to mind my own business, but before all this happened, did you-"

"Yeah. I loved her. I just didn't know how to tell her. I always thought she and Steve were gonna wind up together. They were so close. I didn't think she would want someone like me."

"I really think you should talk to her."

"I can't. I can see it on her face, I've already broken her heart more than once. I won't hurt her again."

"Maybe there's a way."

"People like me don't get happy endings with people like her. My story isn't gonna be filled with romance and roses. It's blood and war now."

"Why can't it be both?"

"You really think that's what she deserves? A life of going to the butcher shop for me, hiding me out from the town, hiding from the sun? She deserves more. I won't do that to her. I wasn't good enough for her before this happened, I'm damn sure not good enough for her now."

"I don't think that's true, Eddie. You're still you. And she's still her."

"Robin, drop it." He warns. "My mind is made up."

She sighs. "I get it. I do. But Y/N won't."

"She will eventually."

"I think you're underestimating her. She could handle this. She's stronger than you think."

"I know she is. But I'm not. And I won't do this to her."

Robin nods. "Just be careful. You have no idea the hell she's been through without you."

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noemitenshi · 2 months

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"Send me a ship"

For whatever ship your feeling 💚

There's only one ship my mind's been thinking about these past... several years XD (yes they are monopolizing me): Troy x Lee (Crazy Dog) x Ri

Who was the one to propose: Depends on the universe, personally I love the versions where at least two of them are planning to propose around the same time hihi. That's always cute and fun.

Who stressed more over wedding planning: This also kinda depends (haha that's what I get for having a million different stories for this ship). I feel like it's a toss up between Troy and Ri. Maybe in (post-)apocalypse versions it's more Ri and in AU versions it definitely feels like Troy. Lee is way too laid back to worry too much (he just wants to spend the day celebrating them and it doesn't matter a lot to him if things dont work out like they planned or anything like that. It just matters that they are together. I mean also good food, I feel like he'd want the food to be especially nice hihi - also, he did this once before so he knows things might go wrong and that that's ok too).

Who decorated the house: Mostly Ri, she's the one that has an eye for making things beautiful. Troy is too practical about things haha he'd never stop to consider the prettiness of things, just whether he needs them or no. And even though he may tease Ri over it or like bitch a little haha at getting 'unnecessary' things, in the end he has to admit (only to himself of course XD) that the house *does* look nicer with Ri's additions. Also he likes seeing her presence there like this. Lee, on the other hand, very much appreciates Ri's sense of beauty from the very first moment. He loves all beautiful things after all... and maybe feels like he doesn't have as good of an eye as Ri. But once she starts with decorating, he tries, too. They have fun choosing things together, he likes her telling him her opinion about what he chooses and also telling him whether it'llf it or no.

Who does the cooking: Ri and Troy. Mostly together hihi. Ri is the better cook but it's a close call. Lee absolutely can't cook. I mean he won't die of starvation of course, he knows the basics, but he doesn't know what makes things taste yummy (which is a tragedy since he so loves good food. I think if he'd be on his own for a bit, without the other two, he may grow depressed from how his food is so bland hahahah)

Who is more organized: Troy is, even though Ri is pretty organized, too. Lee absolutely is the least organized (which is difficult for Troy to watch haha, mostly he's annoyed about it but sometimes it also amuses him. Also he likes to tease Lee about it when the mood strikes. Which Lee doesn't mind one bit, he knows his weaknesses after all)

Who initiates bedroom fun: Well I'd say it's pretty evenly split. In the beginning Troy is always a bit more hesitant but honestly never for long. He's greedy like that. For Lee, bedroom fun (haha) is a very important expression of his love, so once he does fall in love he's pretty horny XD And Ri isn't shy either.

Who suggested kids first: So, in most stories, the first one is kinda an accident hahaha. But the second one, Troy suggests almost always first (except in the one version where Ri didn't even really want the first one, there, she is the one who suggests it). Lee does already have a kid, but he doesn't know is he is alive or dead so it's a bit of a touchy subject with him...

Who’s more dominant: Inside the bedroom, Lee, hands down hahaha. Outside, it depends. Everyone has their area of expertise and the others do defer to it (not always of course, there has to be potential for clashes hihi). I feel like though if Lee really wanted to, he is most capable of stopping the other two with a word or phrase, even if they don't feel like stopping. Though mostly he's the mediator (uhm. more or less. because when there's a fight between ri and troy, both go "lee! do something, s/he's being a meanie!"

Who’s the cuddler: Lee, absolutely. Though they are all very physical. Always touching one another (casual or otherwise) and hugging, even when they're not yet romantically involved.

What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Basically everything they can do together hahah. No honestly, they enjoy spending time with one another and then it doesn't even matter that much what it is. Coooking, working in the garden or at the house, killing zombies (probably troy's favorite haha), cuddling on the couch, reading together, playing board games. All of it

Who comes home drunk at 3am: Ri. That's not even a debate. Troy doesn't drink and for Lee it would take quite a lot for him to stay out so late to get drunk.

Who kills the spiders: Troy or Lee, though mostly Troy is faster

Who falls asleep first: Lee, he just loves being all cuddled up to his lovers and it doesn't take long for him to fall asleep. The other two call him 'old man' (lovingly. most times) for a reason

Their relationship summed up in a gif:

Thank you so so much for sending this in, this was very fun 🧡🧡🧡

Also, credit for the answers goes also to my co-author rebelbravado (with whom I can't stop creating universes for those three) 💖💖💖 especially the 'who is more organized' and 'who kills the spider' one (though honestly, we came up with this ship so in every answer there's bits of both of us 🥰🥰)

#troy otto #ask #crazy dog #troy otto x crazy dog x ri #ask game

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vyuntspakhkite-l-darling · 27 days

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Hmm. Gonna ramble a bit here because I have thoughts but don't know what to do with them. It's long so I'm putting it under the cut.

So I've been in a bit of a writing block and what usually gets me out of that is pinpointing a thing that I'm like 'whoa I want to do that too' and then working on it, and what's gotten me this time is character voice. Reading back though the (shamefully small) amount of writing I already have, I think I do fairly well with character voice in dialogue, but in the bulk of the writing it's kind of just me and how I would describe things. I think that's okay for the first draft and I'm going to keep kind of writing like that until I go back for a second draft, but I don't want to just not think about how I'm gonna do that yet.

Since Biting the Bullet is narrated from Arsioly's point of view, I need to make some decisions I've kind of been shying away from?

When I first made his character, one major thing about him was that he was a sociopath. Part of his story was that he kind of used an excuse of 'we're at war, we can't afford to hesitate,' etc etc to cover up his violent and uncaring tendencies. It's fine at first but there are a few situations where he accidentally reveals to other characters that he's not just doing this because he has to, but because he wants to, and he enjoys having an outlet for his anger. This is brought to his attention and he's defensive at first but his boyfriend talks some sense into him and blah blah he fixes him.

But now that I'm trying to decide if he's still going to be a sociopath, I'm kind of realizing a few things that I didn't consider before.

The first is that I feel like making him natually lack empathy will be too easy. I want this book to challenge some of the ways people, especially soldiers, are taught to think about killing and war, and if he already lacks empathy it might not be as impactful and definitely not as relatable. Because as much as I dislike war and the military and stuff it's not like everyone who fights for the military is a bad person, or at least I don't believe so. I think it's really hard to blame someone for doing bad things if they've been taught those things are good. I want to have Arsioly be an example of just a normal person, not some amazing guy that would never do anything wrong but just an average guy, who learns to stop viewing his enemies as people but instead as targets.

So there's that and also, I don't want Visralion to have to fix him. I mean, that's just a given, having people need to 'fix' their partners and be their moral compass and drag them kicking and screaming into the light just isn't my favorite thing and it won't have the emotional impact I'm looking for. Of course, Visralion will be there to support and talk to him still, but I'm going to make him less 'Arsioly's bitch' and really just be very independent. I feel like whenever I see a 'asshole guy x emotional guy' dynamic the more sensitive guy is really clingy and dependent and stuff and I really just don't want to have that. He's gonna be really in tune with his own emotions and I think the lack of power Arsioly has over him is going to be really good for both of them as characters. I'm honestly debating adding an extra plot thing where Arsioly makes the initial move on Visralion and gets rejected because Visra doesn't believe he sees him as an equal because of his more feminine nature and Arsi goes 'ouch my masculinity' and has to reevaluate his views on femininity. I'm even thinking that maybe they shouldn't officially get together until after they save Estera and that whole situation is what makes it really click for him how awful it is that imperialist men think they have absolute power over women.

Another thing I'm a little worried about is how, if I go that route, I might have to cut out the little plot thread that involves Arsioly being scared of intimacy because he's worried about his own nature and doesn't want to hurt Visralion by accident but if I make him more emotionally volatile and make overcorrecting things a thing he's constantly doing then it could work probably.

Or I could have the whole scard of intimacy thing happen after the Nyaschau situation-

No I'm gonna stop myself there oh no god no

#this ramble was way longer than I meant it to be #ugh #but it did help a little #I really don't want this to turn into a duology #but I'm vaguely worried that's what going to happen #hmmmm #writeblr #writing #biting the bullet vld #writers on tumblr #fantasy

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void-occupation · 2 months

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Wish I Could Love You

HA, you though that just because the last thing I posted was fluff, that I'd ease off the angst train??? Well April Fools bitches, I'm back with even more angst than before!!!!!

Here's the Ao3 link

TW for some serious acephobia (internalized and otherwise) and references to conversion therapy. Also a bit of self-harm at the end, because Alastor has trichotillomania in canon (as seen during his meltdown). If you want to avoid that, it starts at "Crimson claws" and ends at "tears". It's just one sentence, so you won't miss much. There is also a brief non-con kiss. I just wanted to vent the aroace pain from close friends confessing romantic feelings, and I almost made myself cry at work, so fun times

(PS: this does not mean I think ships with Alastor are not valid. I myself am in a happy long-term relationship. Asexuality and Aromanticism are part of a spectrum which means there are many ways for it to be interpreted by those who identify with the terms. There are a few ships with Alastor that I love, but the people writing them have to be careful to consider his identity while doing so)

ANYWAYS, I'll stop rambling now and let you read the fic

An evening spent with Vox was always guaranteed to be interesting. That was part of what had drawn Alastor to him in the first place after all, the Radio Demon forever seeking entertainment. However, after twenty years of friendship even Alastor could admit he was no longer in it for the entertainment factor. Even through his lifetime of severe emotional repression, Alastor was smart enough to see that he had grown to genuinely care about the TV demon - which had led to quite the emotional meltdown on his part, embarrassingly enough.

All of that was besides the point. The point was that even though they were just having dinner in Vox’s apartment as they did at least once a week, things still had yet to become dull, which was quite the accomplishment for someone whose attention was as flighty as Alastor’s.

As Vox rambled about this new guy he had met - Mateo? Stephano? No, that wasn’t it - Valentino! As Vox rambled about this Valentino character, Alastor mused on the relationship he had with the TV demon. The red-head had never had a positive relationship with another man before, besides Husker of course. That hardly counted though, considering he owned the former overlord’s soul. Vox was truly a novelty.

“Hey, Alastor?” The deer demon was pulled from his thoughts by his friend’s slightly hesitant tone. He focused back in on Vox’s face, and was a bit confused by the way Vox’s gaze was darting around the room. It looked like he wanted to look at Alastor but was too flustered to do so, a slight red glow lighting up the lower portion of his screen where his cheeks would be.

“What is it?” Alastor asked, slightly wary of the strange atmosphere that had filled the air around the couch they had chosen to share. His ears pinning back was the only outward sign of his unease.

Vox finally seemed to get over whatever was keeping him from making eye contact, but Alastor couldn’t help but wish he hadn’t. He didn’t know how to process the unbearably soft way the other was looking at him. His stomach lurched unpleasantly, as though he had missed a stair.

Vox reached over and gently took Alastor’s hands in his own, and Alastor suddenly found himself wishing he hadn’t set his plate on the coffee table - it would have given him an excuse to avoid this soft contact that felt far too intimate, even with their long-term friendship.

“I’ve wanted to tell you this for a while, but it never felt like the right time.” Vox shifted one hand so that it gently cradled Alastor’s cheek, and as he continued, Alastor’s smile shrunk to the smallest it had been since he had been forced to maintain it - unable to turn downwards, but begging to reflect the dread blooming in his chest.

“But, I’m tired of waiting for ‘the right time’. So, I’m just gonna come out and say it.”

“Vox…please,” Alastor begged, voice refusing to rise above a whisper, and static mangling his words. Internally, he was screaming, begging on his knees for Vox to stop before he said something he couldn’t take back. Vox either didn’t hear him or didn’t understand what he meant, because the TV demon continued forward.

“I love you, Alastor. I have for a long time, and I want to spend the rest of my afterlife loving you. We’ve been friends for such a long time, and I want to move to the next step in our relationship.” Vox was positively beaming, warm love and sincere affection in his eyes as he peered deep into Alastor’s soul - unable to see the pain he had wrought with those three words.

Alastor was crushed. His throat closed up and it felt like a clawed fist had clenched around his chest, his heart aching and lungs unable to draw breath. He tried to choke words past his constricted throat, but couldn’t force anything out. His brows lowered as his scarlet eyes widened, burning with hurt and shock.

Vox’s own brows furrowed in concern at Alastor’s silence. “Alastor?”

Alastor could barely hear him over his rushing thoughts. He felt so…used. How long had their friendship been based around Vox’s desire to get into his pants? What parts of their relationship had been genuine friendship rather than a furthering of Vox’s goals for a romantic partner? Was this Alastor’s fault? Had he done something to encourage this?

The worst part was the guilt. Alastor couldn’t say it about very many people, either in the living world or in Hell, but he truly loved Vox. He loved him as he loved Rosie, and he saw the other demon as the brother he’d never had in life, but that was the problem. He could never give Vox what he wanted. Alastor knew he was broken - the doctors had confirmed as much while he was alive, and the medications and more aggressive treatments he had received for his dysfunction had never worked as intended.

Vox deserved so much better.

His eyes burned and his stomach clenched with nausea, and Alastor fought back tears that hadn’t fallen since his mother’s passing. Alastor wanted to love Vox that way, if only to spare his feelings, but he just couldn’t.

Vox leaned forward, taking Alastor’s silence as a positive answer, and as he guided Alastor’s face in for a gentle kiss, the deer demon panicked. He lurched back as their lips connected, accidentally throwing himself off the couch to lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Vox looked startled as he took in Alastor’s panicked expression, and made to stand as Alastor scrambled to his feet.

“Alastor, what - ?” he started, reaching for the shorter demon’s hand. Alastor jerked back as though he’d been burned.

“Don’t,” he hissed defensively, clutching his hands to his chest like he was afraid to be within touching distance of the other demon. “Don’t touch me!”

Vox looked crushed. Alastor felt as though a spear had stabbed through his heart: he caused that expression on Vox’s face.

“I won’t - I can’t - !” Alastor growled in pain and frustration, unable to articulate his thoughts. He tried to think of something, anything that could salvage their relationship before things got out of hand, but the rage growing in Vox’s expression burned that possibility into mere ashes. The anger masked the hurt that had been there previously.

“Are you kidding me?!” Vox didn’t quite shout, but to Alastor, he might as well have screamed through a megaphone. The deer demon took two steps back for every advance Vox made, feeling uncharacteristically like prey. He was used to having control over every interaction, but this had quickly spiraled into something monstrous.

“Twenty years of friendship all for you to get pissed when I say I want to progress things like a normal person would?! I waited, wanting you to be comfortable because I know you need time to adjust to people, but you still don’t care about me enough to even consider it?! If you never wanted me, why did you lead me on? Why did you pretend to enjoy my company if you knew you would reject me? Is my pain really that funny to you? Fuck, Alastor - can’t you see how hard I’m trying?” Vox had backed Alastor into a corner, and the deer demon was reminded violently of his youth - long hours spent cowering beneath someone who wanted nothing more than to make Alastor wish he was never born.

Alastor hadn’t felt this small since he had made his deal, and he had never assumed he would feel that way around Vox. The Radio Demon was so overwhelmed with emotion, that he did the one thing he had promised himself he would never do again.

He ran.

As Alastor fled into his shadows, he felt Vox’s arms try to wrap around him and prevent his escape, and heard the TV demon’s frustrated and agonized cry as he slipped under the door. He didn’t stop until he reached his radio tower, and reverted back to his more solid form once he was safely inside.

Alastor backed away from the door until his back hit the wall, and he slowly slid down it until he was sitting on the floor with his knees curled to his chest. A soft, staticky whimper forced its way past his lips before he could silence it, and the tears he’d been fighting finally burned fiery tracks down his cheeks. Alastor’s breath hitched, and he buried his face in his knees, wrapping his arms around his head and legs in a futile attempt to muffle the choked hiccups.

Sobs tore out of his throat from a place deep within his chest, wracking his whole body with the force of them. Stitches pulled at the corners of his mouth, forcing him to grin through his tears, and he had never wished so strongly for the ability to stop smiling. Crimson claws fisted in his hair, scratching at his scalp in his panic and sending small rivulets of blood down his face to merge with the tears.

Alastor had just destroyed one of his closest relationships because he was so broken that he couldn’t even reciprocate affection normally. It was all his fault, and the guilt tore at him in ways he hadn’t felt in decades.

Drowning in grief for the bridge he’d set ablaze, Alastor couldn’t stop thinking about how - outside of his treatment plans - Vox had stolen his first kiss.

#alastor #hazbin hotel #my fic #hazbin hotel vox #oh boy #this one hurts guys #oof ouch my bones #I would say I went overboard #but this was exactly what I intended #alastor hazbin hotel #radiostatic #radio silence #aroace alastor #aroace panic but not in the funny way

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nounpolycule · 1 year

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Why are those "what your favorite companion/Doctor says about you" posts always so specific, like even more than those astrology posts that are like "Things the signs need to hear: Virgos, you are loved even if you're not 'useful'. Libras, if you don't pay your roommate back that $1000+ you owe them in the next two months then you're a piece of shit." What is this discourse you're talking about why are you assigning me sides why are your pitting bad bitches against each other why do you think Rose fans are soooooooo unwilling to multiship like c'mere let me indoctrinate you into the world of riverrose so I can prove you wrong. Like I can play that game too.

If your favorite Doctor is Six, your passion shines bright, even if you can't see that light. You deserve the compassion and respect you give others, and also maybe a hug and a free car.

If your favorite Doctor is Eight, your obsession outweighs your audio processing disorder.

If your favorite Doctor is a different Classic Who Doctor, idk we probably haven't spoken, hmu if you've got correct Rose Tyler opinions. If you don't have correct Rose Tyler opinions that's fine but don't hmu.

If your favorite Doctor is Nine, you're either butch or have so much love and respect for the butches in your life. You're not deterred by "bad" CGI, and you think stories should be driven by the characters - they're the heart of it, after all. You don't understand people who think you should skip Nine, or people who think people need to earn the right to have their basic needs met.

If your favorite Doctor is Ten, then I am giving you a kissy and biting everyone who has wronged you. You've watched other media specifically for David Tennant. You've got an episode or six that you think deserve a lot more love. You deserve a lot more love too, probably. Sometimes people think you're annoying for how much you talk about loving Ten, but you know the truth (they're annoying for how much they talk about hating him).

If your favorite Doctor is Eleven, you either have no trouble distinguishing between the concepts of "best" and "favorite", or you suck to be around. If it's the former, you're willing to acknowledge that the Eleven that lives in your head is different than the one that lives on your television screen, and you won't hesitate to rip things like Eleven kissing Jenny Flint or the entirety of the episode Let's Kill Hitler apart. If it's the latter, you think it's a bigger deal for someone to say that something you've said is antisemitic than for Jewish people to have to listen to you repeat conspiracy theories in the middle of a conversation about people being antisemitic in different ways.

If your favorite Doctor is Twelve, you're a dyke. You've considered learning to play a song to impress a girl, maybe you've even gone through with it. You owe the "she/her-ing pre-Thirteen Doctors" jar so much money. You don't like Regina from Once Upon a Time. You've tried and failed to find good electric guitar covers of Beethoven to study to and honestly that's so disappointing bro. You think Murray Gold is a genius.

If your favorite Doctor is Thirteen, you're either right about everything or literally nothing at all. Chances are if you haven't seen Jodie Whittaker in Antigone, you're in that second category :/. If you're in the first category, though, you understand the value of tragedy and catharsis.

If your favorite companion is Rose, then her outfit in The Unquiet Dead awoke something in you - that something, you would go on to realize, is called "attraction to women". You get angry when people say or imply Rose is too uneducated, too stupid, too selfish, too poor for the Doctor, or in general, because they're wrong and also missing the point. You know that the correct way to engage in shipping in this fandom is to figure out both the best and funniest polycule (though it's up to you whether those are the same or different). You're disabled - if you're hesitating to ask the group chat "is [thing your joints/organs/whatever do] normal?" because you think they might say "no", then you already know the answer. Don't forget you have therapy tonight at 7.

If your favorite companion is Mickey, you read at least two of the books that he's in. In your heart, "Mickey considered them firmly broken up before they even met Jack" is canon over "Mickey asked Rose about hooking up in a hotel room while seeing someone else" because Winner Takes All came out over two weeks before Boom Town did, actually. You know he's bi and don't know how other people don't get that. You understand that two people can be incompatible in a romantic relationship and take each other for granted while still working well as friends and caring about each other deeply.

If your favorite companion is Jack, you've had a dream in which you thanked John Barrowman for being part of your journey to realizing your sexuality, only to wake up and go "huh that's weird" and realize that it's actually true an hour later. You think treason is one of the most fun crimes a fictional character can commit, and that's part of why you love Tosh and Lois from Torchwood so much. You know that Torchwood: Children of Earth has some of the scariest Whoniverse monsters, and you're not talking about the alien. You've listened to the Big Finish audio Serenity more than once.

If your favorite companion is Martha, you deserve compensation. People in the wider fandom have a tendency to be weird about her at best and racist and misogynist at most frequent, even when they're defending her. You deserve better than this fandom has to offer and you know the same applies to Martha. Bonus points if you think she and Rose should kiss but you deserve your compensation either way.

If your favorite companion is Donna, you should pay your roommate back anything you owe them fucking ASAP to make sure they have money to pay for their half of rent in January. Like this will help you both.

If your favorite companion is Clara, you're either a classicist, someone who feels strongly about her memorizing the answers to Trivial Pursuit questions, or you're probably wrong about everything. You understand that Doctorification has an equal and opposite, Oswaldification.

If your favorite companion is Bill, you're autistic. You piss people off by asking "too many" questions but that's honestly your sexiest trait. You have a strong sense of right and wrong, and while you might get a bit stuck in your opinions, you think it's important to talk things through. It breaks your heart every time you remember that the s10 soundtrack hasn't been released.

If your favorite companion is Graham - [gets knocked out before I can start shit]

If your favorite companion is anyone else idk man I got up at 6am to study for finals not to spend over an hour on a joke post.

#pro tip: don't start writing a joke post as your ritalin is about to kick in #not putting this in any main tag lmaooooo #I'm pretty sure that you have to have correct Rose Tyler opinions to put up woth following me <3 #i speak #may make this unrebloggable in a bit. we shall see.#kasteraxilkemeryapheshexerindaikyat.pdf

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lilflowerpot · 10 months

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hello again~

I'm here to ask a question about LoZ. so, I have a friend who plays and recommended it to me because she knows I love open world games and breath of the wild is (apparently) one of the best open world games ever and I've been hesitating ever since. she might be a little biased tho lol

and like. there's a sale going on right now for botw, so the recommendation just kind made itself known in my memory again

anyway so, basically I'm here to ask if it'll be worth it? I mean, the general consensus wherever I go seems to be 'amazing, go get it u won't regret it'

(and, this is totally optional, but if you could answer asap that would be great because idk when the sale ends, thank you)

p.s I love little blade. you're amazing

I think it's obvious by now that I am a //massive// Zelda fan so tbh I'm likely no less bias than your friend lmfao, but that being said I'm going to try and give as balanced a response as possible!

Pros

BotW is beautiful, and I mean b e a u t i f u l . The graphics have this lovely watercolour quality to them as an ode to the artstyle used in Skyward Sword, but more crisp & refined. Unlike a lot of the big open world games (looking at you skyrim) BotW doesn't sacrifice colour or try to be "gritty", but rather leans into that soft-apocalypse, studio ghibli vibe.

The narrative is equally lovely and fulfilling, and depending upon what order you collect Link's memories in you will likely have a different gameplay experience. You'll also meet a lovable cast of characters to whom you'll end up unreasonably attached, which will ultimately break your heart in the end,,, I apologise in advance, but I promise you it's worth the pain.

On that note, do it for my bitch-ass bird son. You'll know him when you meet him.

Link can jump. This will mean very little to you if you've not played a LoZ game before, but my boy can fucking JUMP.

You can also climb pretty much everything (bar like one specific material) which means if you want to get to that Cool Thing Over There, then with a mix of mix of ungodly arrogance, sheer willpower, and a lot of stamina potions, you can. If you suffer from the magpie brain (ie. you see a new shiny thing and become immediately sidetracked from your original objective) this will mean that you take about 10x as long as you should to do literally anything, but my god is it fun.

The soundtrack gives me feelings that I cannot put into words, and the voice acting is //phenomenal//. Importantly, Link himself does not have a voice actor which is the only correct choice considering he's been heavily implied throughout the entire LoZ franchise to be an elective mute, and I would have //hated// hearing him speak.

Link is also just a very sweet & funny golden retriever boy who occasionally sasses back like nobody's business. 10/10 protagonist.

If you like women, you will like them even more by the end. If you don't like women, there's a 90% chance you'll seriously reconsider it upon meeting [REDACTED].

The game has something for everyone: you like exploring? Well you're going to do a lot of that. You like collectables? There are so many outfits (that you can dye to your liking!) and a wholeass compendium to fill out. You like puzzles? You'll certainly find your fair share. You like combat? The basic mechanics are what you'd expect with there are enough different enemy types to keep it interesting, but dO NOT FIGHT A LYNEL WITHOUT MAKING SURE YOU HAVE ENOUGH WEAPONS BC THEY WILL BREAK AND LEAVE YOU WITH A VERY ANGRY VERY MEAN MAN TRYING TO KILL YOU.

It is genuinely very good value for money, and even more so if you can get it on sale! Not only do you have the mainline game & all its side-quests, but there's also the expansion pass, and, of course, an entire sequel just ready and waiting!

Cons

Sometimes the open world can feel a little too open. Considering the game's context, it makes sense, but comparatively games like Skyrim feel more densely packed with Things To Do, whereas BotW has several areas of overgrown nothingness that are lovely to look at, but not especially interesting (though this is better rectified in TotK).

You can't swim underwater. This was not rectified in TotK, though I dearly wish it had been.

A lot of fans used to complain about the temple format of p much every Zelda game up until this point, so the developers essentially removed temples altogether and instead replaced them with only four (technically optional) Divine Beasts, plus Hyrule Castle itself. I... did not like this. I'm a big puzzle girlie, and though BotW has shrines scattered across the landscape—most of which are puzzle-based—I personally felt that this substitute was lacking in comparison to the original. TotK does improve on this by reintroducing temples, but I still could have gone for a few more (Skyward Sword was the opposite of this, with very linear gameplay which a lot of people hated, but I personally will stand by SS's Ancient Cistern until my dying breath, and Twilight Princess had some really innovative temples that I have replayed several times over).

On a semi-adjacent note, the final boss just... wasn't my favourite. That's not to say it was bad, only as boss fights go I've had better (I did, however, like the final segment of that fight).

You will develop an immediate fear response to the Guardian music.

Ultimately though, I absolutely do think you should buy it, and am jealous that you'll get to have that bright-eyed bushy-tailed first-time experience, because believe me, if I could erase my memories and play BotW all over again, I would.

#in short: BUY IT AND ENJOY #AND TELL ME WHEN YOU MEET MY BITCHY BIRD SON & WHAT YOU THINK OF HIM ASDJVHGVDFSK #sa screams back #the author speaks #LoZ

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No shade to anyone and im all for ppl enjoying their interpretations, but the "willow beating up Hunter and him thanking her stuff" Has always feel off to me? Especially after his life in covens where everyone was so strong and had the super strong magic advantage over Hunter.

Willow wants to use her strenght to protect people she loves and what i see so appealing to Hunter is him realising that he s one of those people for willow.

Moreover he blushed

1) when she told him there is still a place for him in the squad

2) ... Just because she existed (willow s just that awesome)

3) when she protected him/lifted this scrunkly boy in one hand

Althought i do think he deeply admires her powers and strenght

//i hope i wasn t rude here it wasn t my intention

Yeah. This has always been my own feelings on that particular interpretation. I just think that, given Hunter's abusive upbringing, it feels a little off to put so much emphasis on violence in huntlow content. I don't take it too seriously cuz they ARE just jokes but it's not my kind of thing to focus on.

And yeah this idea also kinda mischaracterizes Willow for the sake of jokes. It's kinda a pet peeve of mine when people automatically equate physical strength to brutishness. Willow isn't a violent person. She's tough, she's direct, she can be absolutely terrifying and she won't hesitate to fight for the sake of protecting her friends. She could snap people like a twig if she wanted to. But she doesn't if she can help it. She's not even the kind of girl who gives her friends playful punches or shoves or anything like that. She is very sweet and gentle.

I'm pretty sure the brunt of this interpretation came from that scene in LR where Hunter is like "Have you ever seen her play flyer derby? There's no way she'd be afraid of me." This led to a lot of "The real Willow WOULD KICK MY ASS" jokes. Which was funny. Can't deny it wasn't funny. And there's some truth to it and I see it as an oversimplification of how you can interpret that line.

Abuse from Belos aside, Hunter is perfectly capable of handling himself in a fight. I'd go as far as to say he's probably the most skilled in physical combat in the Emperor's Coven, due to the other scouts leaning more on magic as a crutch. So that, coupled with a staff, makes him a lethal opponent. And like. It's never been shown but I assume, with the kind of person Hunter is, he'd probably have a bit of an ego about that right? He's tough and he knows it. It seems like the kind of thing he'd gloat over.

But in this scene, he admits without hesitation that he considers it illogical that someone like Willow could possibly view him as a threat. He says it with full conviction. He, Hunter, tough as nails ex Golden Guard, believes that Willow is objectively stronger than he is. With this idea in mind that he has a little ego over his owns skills, plus the combat oriented environment he grew up in, I think Hunter would initially view Willow's strength through the lense of "could she take me in a fight?" Not because he fears her, but that was always his automatic thought process when sizing up his peers during Coven Scout training. He's the best scout he knows. Of course he'd consider himself the ideal of what others should strive to be. Cocky bitch.

So given his militant brain and upbringing, he's probably given this a lot of thought. He's critically assessed Willow's strengths and weaknesses and come to the conclusion that yeah she could totally deck him if she wanted to. Taking the former paragraph into consideration, I think this is extremely high praise coming from Hunter.

(It's worth noting that he once acknowledged Amity's strength during their battle in EL. "You're strong and I'm tired. If this continues, you'll probably escape." The key word here is 'probably' implying that while he is impressed with her grit, there's a small part of him that still believes he can win, even though he admits to being at a disadvantage. There is none of this uncertainty when it comes to Willow.)

But like. Is her being strong as hell the reason Hunter has a crush on her? Considering this idea that he's a cocky bitch over his own capabilities, I think her being tougher than him would certainly leave a big impact. Personally I think its like. One of many reasons that are all thrown in together to make crush soup.

(Also it can be left to interpretation if Hunter being into strength is rooted in him valuing it as a soldier or if this is just the wheel of fortune spinning in his hormone addled brain that randomly assigns shit he finds attractive and it landed on "girl with biceps who can pick me THE FUCK UP and HOLD ME!!!!" 🤷‍♀️)

In ASIAS, which has Hunter's first impression of Willow and the groundwork that forms his overall opinion of her, it is worth mentioning that she never intentionally hurts him. She's direct absolutely and she uses physical means to get him where she wants him, but her methods are ultimately pacifist. She immoblizes for convenience sake but there's never any implication that anything she does hurts.

She snatches him out of the air with vines and drags him front and center. But considering Hunter himself had a tendency to toss people around with his former staff, I don't think he can be too personally offended by her method here.

She puts his ass in the ground and spits him back up on the sports field. Pretty much harmless. This one's a little rougher sure but given that Hunter was being unreasonable and frankly rude about Willow's friends, it's warranted. He said something disrespectful that Willow simply wasn't going to allow so she had no other option than to get him from point A to point B and politely prove him wrong.

Willow has a very firm but gentle hand when it comes to dealing with Hunter. He demonstrates that he can be really out of line sometimes and while Willow certainly gets angry, she doesn't get violent or yell or say anything nasty to Hunter in return. All she does is prove him wrong, which is a positive thing in itself because it's teaching him a lesson about believing in himself. The worst Willow made Hunter feel in this episode is a little sheepish for having underestimated the other players. Like she's kind and sweet enough that she doesn't intimidate him or make his self esteem worse but she's direct enough that she makes him listen and check himself when he's acting like a dick.

(I will mention that, though I'm yapping about how Willow doesn't intentionally hurt Hunter in this episode, physically or emotionally, she does get a little too excited while shaking his hand and crushes his fingers. Doesn't count because its unintentional. Sweet girl does not know her own strength. BUT you need to admire that scene for how Hunter stares at his hand afterwards, completely flummoxed that this cute teenage schoolgirl has a fucking grip of iron. He thinks about this often, you can't convince me otherwise.)

Anyway in all of Hunter's experiences with Willow, he has never seen her use her magic or strength for senselessly violent reasons. Its always been for the sake of Flyer Derby or ambition or protecting others. She's dangerous. He knows she's dangerous. But he will never ever see her as someone to be afraid of. Because he knows he's her friend and she will never ever hurt her friends.

Hunter begged Willow to accompany him for his escort mission in COTH, which all but states that as much of a petrified nervous wreck Hunter has been since HM, he feels safe if Willow is with him. He views Willow's presence as a place of safety. (Gus too. He also begged Gus to come along. I should disclaim that Willow and Gus are both Hunter's safe space but I'm trying to stay on topic so I won't derail.)

Anyway, though Hunter probably does see Willow as someone who could kick his ass, it doesn't bother him or make him feel uncomfortable around her nor is this the reason he's attracted to her. It's just an objective fact. It doesn't bother him to think about it either because its so out of the realm of plausibility for him. Her strength, in his eyes, is a wholly positive and gentle thing. He sees Willow as somebody he can stand next to and not fear for his life because he's certain she'll protect him. She's somebody who saved his life by catching him out of the sky and throwing him over her shoulder with her strong arms. She's somebody who shielded him when the Collector was closing in. Somebody sturdily built to support his body when the draining spell was weakening him.

Hunter knows with his entire heart that Willow will never harm a hair on his head.

So honestly I feel like Hunter himself would probably be comfortable saying shit like "Willow could kick my ass."

To which Willow would overhear from across the room, hurry over to Hunter, cup his face, stroke back his hair and very sweetly assure him "That's not gonna happen. I promise 💚"

And Hunter just full face flushes because she really does make him feel like a prince receiving declarations of protection from his knight and honestly he doesn't hate it.

#apologies for constantly receiving asks about one subject and then eventually going off topic #because one thought splinters out in several directions #and for some reason i feel the need to articulate ALL of these thoughts

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Ooh boy, where do I go with this?

*crack knuckles

*open word

Firstly,… KAI! IS THIS HOW EVERY CHAPTER GONNA END UNTIL THE FINAL ONE? I mean, of course, this will be how you end it. How else are you gonna get your reader looking forward to the next one? It works on me tbh, but still… I swear every cliffhanger in PM always makes me rip my hair offLMAOSADKASKDASDK

Why don’t we start from the top to the bottom?

But when her sweet breaths lull his tired form to sleep and all consciousness and control leave his body, he again hears your name in the sound of his own voice, unaware of how he's crushing another soul beside him.

I just… like… *insert that gif of a woman trying to hold on to her laughter

I’m sick in the head bc I giggled sm at this part. You thought, bitch, you thought! Like at least, Satoru emotionally cheated on Y/N in secret, but this man just straight up slept talk her name while sleeping next to you like that? The yearning is REAL. And like, the “side hoe” part is actually true at this point. What goes around comes around, am I right? :))

Was the man sleeping beside her simply dreaming of his past, or is this his subconscious speaking out his heart's untold and disregarded yet truest desires?

*remember the near end of this chapter

Yeahhhhhh…… about that…… LMAO

Going on with his day, Satoru remembered the events that happened after he got home from the hospital. He considers it one of the major challenges in their relationship, and he could still remember how his thoughts were all over the place at that time.

*fast forward

If he takes it, then it's over between the two of you. If he takes it, then he'll never get the chance to earn you back. If he takes it, then you'll forever be gone from his life.

He won't take the necklace, so he took your hand and pulled you to him, kissing your lips fervently and braving the slam of your fists against his body and chest, drowning you with the over.

He cradled your head as he kissed your cheek. "I'm ending things with Rie. I'm coming home to you, Y/N." flowing emotions that you bring out of him.

“One of the major challenges in their relationship” Yeah, that and the day you broke up with Rie LMAO. Like he thought there would be more if their relationship lasted that long, but like, the moment he realized that he’s going to lose Y/N for real, all these relationship things with Rie went out of the fucking window. He just jumped back right in Y/N without a second thought. No hesitation whatsoever.

All I could do was shake my head at this. This shit feels like it’s mirrored chapter 1. He didn’t think twice about leaving Y/N and now Rie is on the receiving end. THIS ASSHOLE DOESN’T CHANGE AT ALL. HE NEEDS THAT CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT JUICE ASAP IF GOJO AND Y/N DO GET BACK TOGETHER. No one wants this manchild. He changes his mind faster than he changes his clothes.

Also, this chapter is probably the first in PM that makes me want to read it over and over again. Because it’s where Satoru finally makes up his damn mind about what he truly feels. It gives me so much peace. Like, you get it, Satoru… you get it… And since you understand now, will you fuck off for real? (we know he won’t) LASLDKASDKAAS;LDAS IM STILL SO MAD AT HIM OKAY?

She started out sobbing before it gradually increased to full-on wailing and crying.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, keeping eye contact, but his stare was glazed as he placed a hand on her waist.

"Satoru, I'm sorry." His disinterest didn't go unnoticed by Rie as she tried to catch his vacant stare.

Oh man, oh man, oh man! Anon strikes again!! Satoru just didn’t care or was afraid of Rie’s tears. AT ALL. You thought he would care more, like how he impulsively lashed out at Y/N at the party, but the indifference is kinda real here. He just didn’t bother hiding it anymore.

"The girl's really nice, Ma'am. I think her name's Y/N."

Satoru really believed that it was all slowly, steadily getting better. He thought that he was finally learning to completely detach himself from all the happenings surrounding you and him, just like how you must be doing every passing day too. But it was proven wrong when he found his heart punching against his chest, beseeching to be set free with just a couple of words. He really thought he was over it all, that he was keeping his promise to never see you anymore.

He really thought that he was over you.

I love how you gave Satoru a moment of false peace and allowed him to be lost in his dream world just to hit it again with the truck of reality. It’s so cruel yet so delicious. I imagine this moment as everything went slow-motion in Satoru’s POV when he heard her name and then *ting* a moment of realization. A realization that no matter how hard he tries to distract or lie to himself that everything will be fine, it’s really not, not until he acknowledges his true desire or that shit will eat him up for the rest of his life. LOVE IT.

He didn't think that his best friend would really go for you after only a few months of your break up with him. He shouldn't be the one to talk, but he felt betrayed.

This makes me want to use him as a sandbag and start going to town on him. The medicine sure is bitter now, huh, Hoejo?

"It's none of your fucking business-" Satoru could tell that Suguru's clenched fist was about to rise, ready to shake him out of his mind, but he saw you rushing beside him, hugging his arm before he could even prepare for the punch.

Okay, the Suguru and Satoru brawl almost happened here. It wasn’t a lie when I said I want to see them dug it out lol, but I like the way things turned out to be bc there’s no way Y/N or Rie would let it happen in their presence. Those boys can only do that in private tbh.

"Suguru, it's not worth the trouble." You shook your head to Suguru before looking back at Satoru with nothing but indifference in your eyes.

You weren't crying this time, but your hand was obviously trembling.

There was an anxious yet determined look in your eyes, and Suguru could tell that you were really trying your best and braving your way through this.

And so many more moments after this…..

IM SO PROUD OF Y/N IN THIS CHAPTER (of course that doesn’t mean it’s the same with a certain action of her). She does have the strength and the calmness to face Satoru. Yes, the wound is still fresh, but she’s trying. She’s trying so hard. AND I LOVE TO SEE IT. I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS THE ENTIRE GODDAMN TIME. I also love how it doesn’t matter if the people she cares about hurt or love her, she doesn’t make a decision concerning them out of spite but genuinely takes their feelings into consideration. Like with the way she understands why Satoru would feel betrayed and emphasizes how it will affect his friendship with Suguru overall more than their relationship. Her love for others always feels so pure to me, whether it’s platonic or romantic.

She had Satoru wrapped around her pretty, dainty fingers with just one kiss. Yet you couldn't even make him stay with your five years of devotion.

Kai, this part almost killed me dead and made me wail like a bitch. Stupid Satoru. Why are you like this? Why??? *beat him with a stick like a piñata

Even if she wasn't pleased about how Satoru had been acting, she couldn't help but think that maybe this could be the closure that the two of you need. Maybe this talk can finally set the two of you free. Perhaps this little event is the key to the peaceful, normal, and stable relationship that he wants with Satoru.

Or the thing that breaks it. Yikes. Girl, did you forget the way your man act just by listening to his ex’s name and how he stormed to his best friend’s house? And OMG, when Y/n suggested that she and Satoru talk at her place, is it also mirrored to that night Satoru brought Rie home? WHAT IN THE PARALLEL???ADSKDLAKDALDALKDAS Except unlike that time, instead of a make-out session, he FUCKED Y/N in their old place. I know I should feel bad and I am, of course, disapproved of both Satoru’s and Y/N’s actions, but the irony in this makes me cackling like crazy. Serve you right, bitch!

And once again, there’s also a parallel with the way both Y/N and Rie react to Satoru after his respective cheating. Rie felt bad for being the catalyst of their breakup, but she accepted Satoru’s advances anyway while Y/N does everything she can to block him out of her life and just move on.

"Call me if something happens," Suguru whispered down to you, kissing your forehead before letting you go.

At this point, Sugu x Y/N or not, I just adore the way he treats Y/N. It’s no doubt filled with love and actual care yet it’s still so respectful. The casual affection, the way they’re so considerate to each other’s feelings makes my heart melts. He’s a whole king I swear. I don’t think this ship is sunk yet, but I don’t mind if they stay friends. Y/N deserves to have someone like him in her life.

He wished this would be over soon so that you could finally be free from them all.

Unfortunately, God (Kai) doesn’t want the angst to stop just yet lol. I’m so sorry baby Suguru, but keep praying and maybe your wish will come true. (1/3)

i actually feel like the cliffhangers are aggravating some readers now 😭 im really sorry but dw these cliffhangers have a following event to them, i promise LMAO

the first point from the story, gosh. i would literally bawl my eyes out if my partner calls out their ex's name in sleep 😭 like that hurts a lot. definitely yearning for the ex :')) and yeah, something really changed after that party. probably bc he finally saw yn break down and he realized that he's truly weak for her but just wouldn't admit it. the slow-motion moment when he heard yn's name definitely happened. man was blind for a couple of minutes as he ran to his car 😭 he was beyond surprised when he heard it. AND the piñata beating is sending me LMAOO 💀 im glad that you caught on to the parallels tho 👀i wanted to make it happen in the car as well but that would be too obvious so i said, lets just go inside the flat😂

AND OHMYGOD that suguru x yn interaction before she left is just 😩💕I HAD TO TAKE A PAUSE FROM WRITING and i read it over and over again as i imagined it LMAO he's so sweet~ but that was like a moment before disaster LMAO

@my-arietta it's this one 😭IM SORRY i got multiple windows open LMAO

#🍭—kaitalks #f: permanent mark

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