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sheeluvsme · 11 months

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Let’s talk about how price is literally husband material …

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE HEAD CANNONS 🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️ I love this man sm …. I normally hate facial hair on a guy BUT GOD DAYM COD MEN PULL THAT SHIT OFF..

Mix of sfw and nsfw blurbs bc I’m a silly guy. I really enjoy writing this shit bc I literally will be kicking my feet twirling my hair .. ( warning fem body parts used!) as I write this shit LMAOO enjoy!!! Ps. Not proof read..I wrote this at like 4 in the morning

He literally is so good to you , you can’t even be like mad at him over ANYTHING.

There was a time he accidentally dropped his cigar and it caught the bare skin of your leg AND HE FELT SO BADDDDD

He literally can not stand the thought of you being hurt..

He DEF SENDS CARE PACKAGES WHEN HES OUT FOR MONTHS AT A TIME

Being gone for so long he always takes a shirt of yours DRENCHED in your most used perfume so when he sleeps he can trick his brain into thinking your there.

He would be a king of taking care of your son your period!!!

Your sitting there curled up trying to not wake him up but you are just in so much pain :// and his ass senses it through his slumber?:!:?:?

“ you alright love?” He mutters into your shoulder. GOD HIS MORNING VOICE IS HOT. He woke up from feeling you tense up and sigh and whine quietly from the pain. “ yeah. Just my period.” You mumble into your pillow. He carefully pulls his arm around you , “ where” he asks. “ what-?” You ask confused. “ where is it cramping now love? I’ll massage it for you.” He whispered. You can’t help but swoon because you got the best husband in the WORLD “it’s my stomach right now-“ and immediately he takes his hand rubbing your stomach. The pain is suddenly being soothed and you can finally un-tense. “ theree you go love. I got you.” He kisses your shoulder softly. “ I’ll stay like this for a bit and then ill grab your heating blanket and a cup of tea hm? “ you feel him smile against your shoulder.

He’s very caring towards you but let’s not forget how you treat him like royalty fr

He always comes back with SOMETHING wrong with his back , and he whines about it to you every time so you’ll massage his back for him. He always wins you over.

He thinks he’s def undeserving of you, your so sweet to him! He’s not used to women liking him just because you love him as a person himself. He’s had past girlfriends that just liked him for money benefits. Not you though, you literally freak out when he spends WAY too much on you “ John price!?— how much was this necklace??” And he always smiles and says “ don’t worry about it. “ he has learned lots of money saving tricks from you , he calls you a penny pincher LMAOO, he thinks it’s cute though you worry about him spending to much money like he doesn’t got enough.

He absolutely adores when you wear his hat , he thinks your the cutest thing on planet earth but dear god he’d never let you near any of the shit he does😭

You get along with 141 pretty well and it makes price really happy.

You’ve all been to the bar numerous of times and he likes watching you and soap bicker about stupid shit “ you..you eat lamb stomach?” “ ITS CALLED HAGGIS AND ITS GOOD!!”

Ghost and price giggling in the background.

They know how much you mean to there captain so they also would do anything to protect you

Your at a bar with them and some guy try’s talking to you and grabs your shoulder THEN HE JUST SEES A BUNCH OF TALL ASS GUYS GLARING HIM DOWN LMAOO let’s hope Buddy wore brown pants 🙏🏻

NSFW !!

Price lovesssssss eating you out , LITERALLY ANYWHERE IN YOUR FUCKING HOUSE. Especially if you had a shitty day at work , your in the shower trying to rinse off the day and suddenly you feel your not alone anymore..

Manz lifts you up on HIS SHOULDERS SO HE CAN EAT YOU OUT

He’s more dominant but he doesn’t mind you taking lead AT ALL

Man goes insane when you ride him

He can’t sleep , but you know he needs to. He hasn’t been sleeping much sense his last mission, he’s clearly stressed. Your hugging him..hugging turns to kissing. Kissing turns to groping, and then it turns to you ontop of him grinding against his bulge. “ fuck..let me take care of you, yeah?” You simply shake your head “ no captain. It’s time I take care of you.” He can’t deny your request when you look heavenly ontop of him. Helping each other slip off each other’s clothes, he loves looking at your tits , he finds how they feel so nice in his hands. He can’t help but grunt when you sit down on him and slowly begin to move your hips. His hands are gripped TIGHTLY against your hips. He can’t stop himself from using his hands to help move you and fuck you , he wants to be able to hit the deepest parts of you because honestly he fantasizes about getting your pregnant. He loves shooting a full load in you and praying you get pregnant, be there to take care of you , and most Importantly get to see a little baby made by you and him!!! Makes him go nuts , that’s why you and him fuck way too much around your cycle.

He is BIG into photos and videos of you.

He records videos of him fucking you and then watch them while he’s away, or he’ll take pictures to look at when he feels lonely on a trip!!!

He keeps a nude picture of you in his wallet ;)) soap was traumatized when price asked him to get something out his wallet and he found something HE DID NOT WANT TO SEE , soap has you and him down in his phone as ‘mom’ and ‘dad’ seeing that was horrific for him 😭😭

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jungkookschin · 1 year

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not so bossy

summary: An irksome feeling infests Jungkook's system when his girlfriend lets him know that she can't meet up after not seeing him for three weeks. pairing: d1 soccer player!jungkook x reader

genre: angst, fluff

author's note: idk anything about football/soccer and yes im american so i used the term soccer 🙄lolz, also i got some inspo hearing about these famous athletes and their gfs so i pulled this out of my ass. pls enjoy (or not)! ALSO IF U HAVE ANYTHING U WANT TO TELL ME AB ANY OF MY PICS PLS PUT IT IN THE ASKS (not replies) BC THIS IS A SECONDARY BLOG

“Just because I’m not some big shot D-1 athlete doesn’t mean that my life doesn’t matter,” you grimly convey, eyebrows furrowed in pure vexation whilst your pretty lips curl down in a frown.

Jungkook exhales slightly, his pointer finger and thumb coming up to massage his temples. “Y/N, that’s not what I meant and you know it-“

“Then what the fuck did you mean?” The rapidity by which you cut him off pierces his heart like an arrow, because he’s never witnessed you being so abrasive. It hurts him to know that he’s upset you- that his inconsideration induced such a crestfallen expression from his one and only girl.

“I just didn’t want you to meet up with that guy,” Jungkook quietly explicates, unable to adeptly convey what his true intentions were: that he just missed you and didn’t want you to hang out with some other guy, even if it was just to study.

A scoff escapes your mouth, your obsidian orbs glaring bullets into him. “Jungkook, we were studying. It was for school. You of all people should understand that,” you sneer, your harsh words making his heart drop, the unpleasant feeling of guilt infesting his system, because he knows you’re right. Knows he’s been a shitty fucking boyfriend. Knows that you’ve been nothing but understanding, that you've been his personal angel ushering heaven to him, a task you accomplished everyday of every second.

Jungkook’s reticent silence tells you everything you need to know. “Don’t talk to me for the rest of the day,” you murmur quietly, though loud enough to make the words thunder in his heart. You turn your heel to walk away from him, your arms securely hugging your textbook to your chest, as if you were subconsciously shielding yourself from him. He hates that so much.

Jungkook stands frozen, unable to chase after you like he wants to. His heart is screaming at his brain make his motor system send his body after you..Instead, your figure disappears into the crowd of students flooding the hallways and he’s left there with regret plaguing his system.

How did this even happen?

Jungkook vividly remembers that dreadful text message you sent whilst he was on the bus, heading back from fall training camp.

y/n ♡: hi baby, im so so sorry. i dont think i can make it to our date tonight. this senior in my class asked me if i wanted to join a study group with him and i want to go so i do good on my final :( sorry baby.

Jungkook's lips immediately curl down at the message. Despite quite literally sharing an apartment together, he hadn't physically seen you or touched you in three weeks. With travelling out of town for a tournament for a week, and his two week long training camp immediately proceeding the tourney, he hadn't gotten the chance to come home and see you. Your absence had a deep and profound effect- he had to drown himself with intense physical training to distract himself from the fact that you weren't around.

Jungkook is a D-1 soccer player- one of the best in the nation- predicted to be one of the top picks in the first round of the Major League Soccer super draft. He takes his craft very seriously, centers most of his attention on his body and mind to refine his physical ability and ultimately become one of the best soccer players in the world. Since high school he often opted for a nasty gym session over a party, admiring Messi and Ronaldo over pretty girls, and even went to his club soccer tournaments over attending prom.

That was- until he met you.

The university you and Jungkook attended was widely renown for its impeccable soccer program- and computer science program. By God's grace was he assigned to you for a group assignment freshman year. Your face was slightly flushed when you kindly uttered "Hey, I know you're a huge athlete or something, so I don't mind carrying the project if you have to focus on sports." In reality, your intentions were selfish, solely concerned about your own grades and how this group project may cause them to fall, but Jungkook still thought it was the cutest thing ever.

He appreciated the consideration, but gently let you know that he was certainly able bodied and willing to complete the assignment. Had you not been so pretty, if the way you pushed your glasses up your face not been so adorable, he would have gladly taken the offer, not being quite privvy to anything academic related.

But you were arguably the cutest girl he's ever seen, so he was willing and eager to put in the effort.

Feelings blossomed, cavernous eyes gazed into each other and Jungkok kissed you for the first time. Seeing that you enthusiastically reciprocrating his energy, Jungkook took it as a sign that he scored the girl of his dreams. Group projects lead to late night calls and incredibly vulnerable talks in his car, then arcade dates to salacious movie nights. He officially asked you to be his girlfriend with a bouquet of the most delicately beautiful roses you've ever seen.

Jungkook thanked God everyday for your naturally compassionate nature, and for when you assuaged all his dreadful anxieties about not be an adequate and involved boyfriend. You understood that the nature of your relationship with him would not always be the most attentive- that he had no choice but to sort of neglect you when he had to travel over state and country borders for the sake of his athletic career.

You understood it and you whole heartedly offered your bona fide support.

You appeared at his games with cute red bows binding the curls in your hair, his oversized red jersey thrown perfectly over your precious abdomen. His perfect cheerleader, his number one motivator- and his teammates certainly appreciated you because he performed better when you were in the stands oggling at him with your starry eyes. He had to play better when his girl was in the crowd.

When you weren't able to be physically present at his games, you sent him the most adorable selfies of you streaming the game on your TV, laptop, or phone, going the extra mile to snag a selfie whilst Jungkook was in the frame of your device.

It really is common knowledge that Jungkook adores his girlfriend. In fact, anybody can tell by looking at the measly three photos on his verified Instagram account (courtesy of the NCAA). There was one photo of Jungkook and his teammates from a few years ago, all men have their hands on their cut and bruise heavy knees. They've got gold medals around their necks, ginger smiles on their faces after winning some summer league tournament.

The second photo was from last year when the men's soccer team at your university won the NCAA Division 1 Men's Soccer tournament, and rather than a photo with his teammates, there is one of him and you. Jungkook who was drenched in sweat from an intense yet rewarding game has his hands wrapped around your waist in the photo, leaning down and pressing a kiss on your cheek whilst you smile gleefully. His gold medal is adorned around your neck, resting on your chest rather than his. The caption reads "scored the winning goal for my number one girl", and the comments are permeated with "awwws" and "how cute!" Of course, you are slightly suspicious of the genuiniety of those comments since most of them are from girls who have a crush on him. How do you know that? You just do, consider it girlfriend intuition.

The most recent photo is simply a gorgeous photo of you at dinner. It was from his point of view- his prettiest view when you were sitting across from him enjoying your steak in a strapless black mini dress. In the photo your french manicured fingers are gripping your wine glass, the stain of your lipstick visible at the edge of the cup. The expanse of your neck is visible, making your aura all the more alluring. Your hair is in a sleek bun with the exception of the face framing pieces that dangle on the sides of your face.

You remember that day, Jungkook looked so dashing in his black button up and slacks, and when he presented you with another bouquet of red roses you melted since they were the same flowers he asked you to be his girlfriend with.

The caption is simply a black heart.

Jungkook shuts his phone off and throws it on his bed, hands rubbing his face as he groans into his palms. After you told him not to speak to you for the rest of the day, he meandered back to your shared apartment, earnestly anticipating your return home. The intoxicating scent of your vanilla body spray fills the room, making him all the more miserable.

He knows that he wasn't giving you the attention necessary in maintaining a healthy relationship, that he wasn't amply putting his share into it, but his mind was so trained on soccer that it hadn't occurred to him to check on up on you. He winces at a certain memory where he was so entranced in practicing penalty kicks that he completely forgot about your date at the pumpkin patch. He went home wondering where you were, and his heart dropped when you marched into the home, slamming the door and refusing to speak to him. After profusely apologizing and making it up to you, you later forgave him and everything returned to its usual nature.

But this time was different, because it is 2AM, and you're still not home, causing Jungkook to fall deeper into his despondency.

He spammed you with so many pleading text messages, his eyes scanning over each and everyone as his thumb scrolls further and further to the history of your shared messages.

[2:52 AM] jungkook: y/n baby im so anxious right now. please let me know where you are. i wont go to bed unless i know that you're safe. you don't need to come home or talk to me, just send me your location so that i know you're okay. im so sorry and i love you so much.

As his thumb scrolls up, his texts from earlier in the night appear.

[11:38 PM] jungkook: baby where are you? im starting to get worried about you. please come home.

[9:12 PM] jungkook: my love, the food is getting cold. if you come home we can still enjoy a meal together.

[8:24 PM] jungkook: baby, i know you're upset at me. please let me make it up to you. i cooked your favorite meal, and we can eat together once you get home. i'm here waiting for you.

A soft exhale leaves his lips, his thumb scrolling all the way back to the same stupid argument that triggered all of this.

When Jungkook first received the first message, it inevitably upset him. A grimace on his face and the furrow on his eyebrows indicated as much. He missed you so much and was looking forward to seeing you so fucking badly. He longed to feel your body against his, the thought of you keeping him up all of last night. He missed your pretty face, the vanilla scent of your soft hair, and the way you made him feel so complete. So, of course he's upset. The first thing that caught him off guard was that you were cancelling on him after three weeks apart. The second thing that caused a deeper furrow in his brows was irksome personal pronoun: him.

Were you really going to ditch him to hang out with some guy? He was trying to be understanding considering the rigor of the university's computer science program- and wanted you to do everything you could to maintain your perfect grade point average. Nonetheless, he was already pouting at the announcement of your absence.

jungkook: him?? who's this senior?? and are u sure u guys cant reschedule?? miss my girl too much

y/n♡: i miss u too, im so sorry,, it's just that this code is really fucking hard and jaebum offered to help so obvi i accepted lol

Jungkook's concern morphs into unamusement, because he is very familiar with this motherfucker. He sighs deeply, reminiscing when his teammate Hoseok approached him and informed him about a certain Jaebum making inappropriate comments about his girlfriend. Not inappropriate as in sexual, grotesque, or expletive. Had that been the case Jungkook would have beaten the shit out of the guy and risked playing the next season. The type of inappropriate Hoseok intended to express was that Jaebum was going around calling you cute- you, a girl who clearly was not single. Jungkook never explicitly told you about this, not really concerned that it would have a significant impact on your very healthy relationship, but it still displeased him.

He wasn't able to constrain his words, mentioning something when he witnessed Jaebum clearly flirting with you when he picked you up from class.

"Jungkook don't worry," you giggled. "He's just a senior in my class- he's really smart so he was giving me some homework advice."

Jungkook tensed at that. "Alright babe, just be careful."

After that, Jaebum really wasn't ever mentioned or considered. He fully trusted you so Jungkook wasn't worried, until at that very moment.

jungkook: babe

jungkook: i thought we already talked about this

jungkook: that guy literally likes you

y/n♡: ewwww lol dont put that idea in my head😭 gross

jungkook: y/n, im serious

jungkook: he really does, i can tell when someone wants u its my boyfriend intuition

y/n♡: okay baby, and if he does??? u dont trust me??

jungkook: ofc i do, but it makes me uncomfortable to know that he invited you to a “study group” , who knows what he’s planning???

jungkook: who else is gonna be there??

y/n♡: it’s just gonna be us, but i promise u u dont have anything to worry about. uk how this class has been kicking my ass.. and jaebum is the only one with an a

Jungkook uses his pointer finger and thumb to massage his temples. The thought of you and this guy studying together enkindles something vile in his system, but nonetheless he chooses to trust you since he knows how important school is to you. However this irksome feeling bubbles in his chest, and he feels like has just has to do something about it.

The next message he sends is his last attempt to assuage the undeniable burning in his chest.

jungkook: i know, can i at least come with? to make sure he doesnt do anything weird?

y/n♡: i don't think it's a good idea. i dont want things to be uncomfortable

Jungkook scowls at that. Weird? Why would him tagging along be anything of the sort? More importantly, why were you choosing to protect Jaebum’s feelings over his?

jungkook: lmao uncomfortable? are u two planning to fuck on the table or something , why would my presence make things “uncomfortable”?

Jungkook winces when his eyes train on that very ill intended text message. He knows damn well he crossed the line with that one, but your response didn’t indicate that you were upset, probably dismissing it as one of his stupid jokes.

y/n♡: jeon jungkook🙄🙄

y/n♡: i’ll see u tonight at home baby💗💗

Jungkook knows he should have left it at that, but three weeks without having you with him were so excruciating, and he longed for you so so much. He loves being an athlete; he loves playing soccer, but the intense drills and back to back games have been agonizingly tough on his body that all he wanted was to cuddle up against you in your cozy and comfy bed. Maybe have a little movie night and give you a little massage though it was his muscles that were sore and tense. But no, you had to study with some slimy guy. Consider him salty.

When the bus dropped the men’s soccer team off on campus, he bid his farewells to his teammates, and for some strange reason his legs just start walking to the library. Huh, how strange. What an anomaly it was for his feet to randomly move by themselves!

He acts very nonchalant, hands shoved into his sweats whilst he wanders between the dozens of book shelves arrayed in the campus library. Nonetheless, his eyes are rapidly shifting toward every corner in the library, in hopes that he “accidentally” runs into you.

Jackpot.

You and Jaebum are sitting adjacent to each other at an occupied table, both of your eyes trained on your Macbook screen. Jungkook puts a hand on his chin, acutely scrutinizing the situation at hand. The distance of your chairs is quite satisfactory to Jungkook- not too close, but he would appreciate it if you were further away. Jaebum is very clearly giving you a lovestruck gaze, and when he scoots his chair closer to yours Jungkook narrows his eyes.

Jaebum is such a fucking weirdo, his hand creepily advancing towards yours that is resting by the keyboard, and you are so exceedingly focused on your screen that you fail to notice. You randomly remove your hand away from where it rests on the table, and scratch your head with it. Once you turn towards him, his close proximity startles you, and you jerk your chair back in the opposite reaction, the most mortified look on your face.

Jungkook isn’t the best at reading lips, but Jaebum is currently expressing something to you, the most awestruck look on his face and Jungkook scoffs at that, clearly understanding the situation. Without thinking he advances towards you, pulling your chair back with a tight grip whilst he looks daggers into the man. “Can you please stop hitting on my girlfriend?”

Your head whips around at the voice of your boyfriend, but it goes unnoticed by Jungkook whose attention is soley on the man.

Jaebum scoots his chair back a little bit, scratching his head. “Sorry man, I didn’t know she was your girlfriend-“

And before Jungkook can interject you speak up. “I’ve told you many times that I have a boyfriend- and quite frankly I’m appalled that you’re trying to make a pass toward me when we agreed that we would be studying,” you say firmly which induces a goofily proud smile to appear on Jungkook’s face.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I-I just really like you and didn’t know how else to talk to you," Jaebum elaborates in attempts to elicit some sort of sympathy from you. His attempt is entirely futile, and you ask him to leave, already vexxed by his inappropriate shot at making a pass at you.

You begrudgingly saunter behind Jungkook, the two of you leaving the library. Jungkook, who is acting under the assumption that you are annoyed by Jaebum, reaches out for your hand, falling into confusion when you rip your hand away from his.

"Babe?-" his eyes round, uneasy at your dissonance.

You exhale deeply, eyes apprehensively glancing around at anybody who may be eavesdropping. "Why the fuck did you follow me?" you whisper shout at him, hands thrown down petulantly.

"I was worried about you," he clarifies, not even bothering to claim that it was a mere coincidence. "And I missed you so much," his tone glosses over softly. He steps forward to embrace you, and the air shifts once you put your hands on his chest and push him away from you.

"Jeon Jungkook, I clearly told you that I would see you at home," you stonely enunciate.

Irritability spreading throughout his system, he scowls. "It was killing me to think about you being alone with this guy when I was missing you so much, and I told you that he liked you but you didn't listen-"

"I admit I was wrong about that, but I am also perfectly capable of handling myself." You hesitate momentarily, gathering the words before spitting them out hastily. "I think you've made it pretty clear that you don't trust me- which is seriously fucked up."

"What's fucked up is that you were hanging out alone with a guy who clearly likes you! You haven't seen your boyfriend in three weeks and chose to spend your time with some guy rather than with me!" Jungkook fires back, attracting some concerned glances from bystanders.

His postulation enrages you. "Need I remind you why I haven't seen you in three weeks?" you sarcastically inquire, eyebrows creasing in awe at the audacity of this man.

"Babe, I have to leave for soccer, you know that, so don't weaponize it against me," he coldly says, and really, all his words do is spread the indignation through your veins like a wildfire.

"I have never weaponized soccer against you, so don't you dare put fucking words in my mouth," you hiss, giving him the dirtiest look he's ever seen from you.

"I have been nothing but supportive of you. Never said shit when you're out there with a bunch of cheerleaders who like you, and with your teammates that fucking cheat on their girlfriends with those cheerleaders! Yet the moment that I prioritize my academic career over you, you pull some weird shit as if you can't trust me!" you finish, your ice colds words leaving Jungkook frozen as a sculpture, as if nitrogen replaced his blood because he realizes you're right. If he ever spend a moment in your shoes, he would lose his goddamn fucking mind because of his naturally possessive and overprotective nature.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I was trying to say," Jungkook clumsily tries to salvage himself. "I appreciate you so much for always being there for me and when I go pro I'll make it up to you. You'll be my soccer wife, and we'll have a mansion with our kids- I'll buy you whatever you want," he conveys, his feeble attempt of sewing together the cuts of the situation.

Instead of a commiserating look, you give him a look that tells him you're even more irritated.

"That's not the point! You don't get that I don't want my identity to be just Jeon Jungkook's soccer wife. I want to be my own person, have my own successful career," you frustratedly communicate. "Why do you think I'm trying so hard in this stupid fucking coding class? Because I didn't want to see you? I always want to see you, but I have to make sacrifices too. The class average is 56 and Jaebum is the only one with an A, but my life isn't as important as yours so you don't want to be sympathetic of my feelings." You finish, cooling off once you've exploded at him.

Jungkook rips away eye contact with you, looking towards another direction, feeling slightly chagrined at your legitimate display of vexation. "I guess your studying didn't seem as important to me at the time," he abashedly murmurs.

“Just because I’m not some big shot D-1 athlete doesn’t mean that my life doesn’t matter," is how you retort, leaving the situation full circle.

Now, it's 3 AM, and you're still not home. Jungkook feels himself falling into a pit of dilapidation and guilt, feeling so remorseful of how shitty he's been. You truly are his super woman, because he's positively sure that he wouldn't be able to handle it if you did what he had to do on a regular basis. He couldn't even handle it when you were studying with another man, let alone travelling and leaving him at home by himself.

The apartment simply feels so empty, and it makes him feel all the more lonely. When he walks into your shared bathroom, his eyes glossing over your cosmetics and skin care products, he becomes absolutely miserable. Debilitatingly picking up your moisturerizer, he squeezes the bottle, product falling falling into his hand. He looks into the mirror and rubs the ointment into his skin, sighing exasperatingly because he wishes you were standing by his side.

The sound of the door suddenly creaks open, and Jungkook rushes into the living room thinking that you may have returned home. His face immediately falls when Jimin marches into his apartment.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jungkook deadpans.

Removing his shoes at the front of the house, Jimin scoffs. "Why'd you leave your door unlocked at 3 AM?"

Jimin plops down at the dining table, picking at the food Jungkook meticulously prepared for you. "This shit is cold as hell," he mumbles before grabbing the plate and shoving it into the microwave. Jungkook doesn't say anything, just grinds his teeth whilst he lays down on the couch.

"Y/N's not home?" Jimin questions with a mouth full of steak.

"No," Jungkook quietly mumbles, dejected and losing hope that you would return home that night.

"I ran into her a few hours ago," Jimin states casually, causing Jungkook to robotically spring up like a zombie and join Jimin at the dining table. "Where?" Jungkook asks like a crazy man, eyes wide, his veins protruding through the whites in his eyes. Jimin gives his friend a distasteful look before protectively covering the food Jungkook made. Jimin analyzes the situation carefully before it dawns on him that you aren't around.

"She's still not home yet?" Jimin asks, concern spreading throughout his face.

"No," Jungkook squeaks out, discouraged by everything before he bangs his head on the dining room table.

"I ran into her at the mall," Jimin says, attempting to provide some comfort to his younger friend. "We looked around a little bit, but I had to go pick my brother up and then I dropped her off at the gym."

Jungkook pauses, owlishly blanking into space whilst he takes a few moments to fully comprehend what just zoomed past his ears. The sleep deprivation and exhaustion is seriously hindering his cognitive function, but he just can't sleep until he knows that you're safe. "Huh?"

Jimin sighs, rolling his eyes before repeating what he just said. He raises his palm to smack the back of Jungkook's neck, which elicits a gruesome glare from the younger one.

"I ran into your girlfriend at the mall. We looked at the dinosaur exhibit. I dropped her off at the gym," Jimin firmly enunciates.

Apparently this computes more briskly than the first time. "The gym?" Jungkook asks, an amusing look of confusion hazed on his face.

"Yes," Jimin replies, frowning at Jungkook's sluggish responses.

"She went by herself?"

"I don't know," Jimin responds, a hinge of more empathy in his voice. "She said something about a personal trainer but I have no clue what she was doing."

An exasperating sigh leaves Jungkook's lips, too much information for his fatigued brain to compute. He didn't even know you had damn personal trainer- you don't even need a fucking personal trainer when your boyfriend is one of quite literally a D-1 athlete. It's not something he wants to even think about, the prospect of him being a shitty boyfriend plaguing his mind even more.

Jimin's eyebrows furrow in concern for his younger friend, and his hand gingerly pats his friend's rock hard back. "Do you want me to stay the night? Or stay at least until she gets back?" he suggests whilst the younger one buries his handsome face into his large palms.

"Please," Jungkook mutters.

Your unexpected entrance proves that Jimin's request was unecessary, because you casually waltz back into the apartment, making Jungkook practically whip his head towards the sound of the opening door.

"Jimin?" you jabber, a little startled at his unanticipated presence.

"Oh hey Y/N!" Jimin greets you more awkwardly than he ever has before, as if he interrupted something though he was there first. "How was the gym?" he releases a sheepish chuckle, and you internally cringe at his overt display of politeness.

"Oh, um. It was good. Are you planning on spending the night?" you ask, slipping your shoes off as you join the two at the dining table.

"Pshhh, no. Absolutely not! I gotta head home.." his eyes erroneously shift all over the room, poorly concealing how clearly he wants to leave. "Right about.." his head whips down at the non existent watch on his wrist. "Now!" He scoots the chair out and -for some reason- he tiptoes out of the house, bidding you and your boyfriend a farewell as he gently closes the comically creaking door.

You look towards your beloved, Jungkook looking dejectedly at his twiddling hands, avoiding eye contact with you. A soft exhale leaves your lips and you plant your palms on the table, getting up before you approach him. Even when he's sitting down at your wooden dining room chairs, he's only a little bit smaller than you- training and the gym have done him well. This profound emotion of tenderness rushes into your heart, and you bend down, placing a tentative and delicate kiss on his fragile cheeks.

"Wanna come with me to the bedroom?" you ask, gentleness lacing your voice at to hopefully assuage the vulnerability of the situation. It is undeniably true that you were upset- even livid at him, but after mulling it over you realized that he is your one and only. If anybody was deserving of your empathy, it was him.

You stride to the bedroom, settling down on the side of your bed with your big hunk of a boyfriend mimicing your actions like a little puppy.

"I made us bracelets," you blurt out hands digging into your pockets, before you pull out two identical bracelets dangling from your fingertips. The bracelets were childlike at best; you used black plastic beads and yarn, the same type of shit toddlers use in pre school when they learn how to do basic things like cut in zig zag lines. The bracelets are mostly made up of black beads, with a pink heart bead in the center of them.

Your fingers wrap around your boyfriend's larger hands, and you gingerly slide his bracelet on his dainty wrists. You suppose you overestimated the circumference of his wrist, because it hangs off his wrist like a necklace.

Jungkook still hasn't said anything, but finally looks up, and your eyes meet his glossy ones.

When you realize that he's crying, you hand cups his cheek, and you use your thumb to wipe the tears that cascade down his handsome face. "No no no," You're panicked at his sullen state. "Don't cry," you express desperately. "Please don't cry, I'm sorry."

Jungkook gazes at you so intimately and intensely, and he feels as if all his resolve breaks now that you are finally in front of him.

"I-I just didn't want to lose you," Anguish laces his voice, and he sounds so desperate that it makes it feel like your heart is being ripped into pieces. "Thought I was gonna lose you," he whispers, and you're compelled to just hug him- so you turn to him and wrap your arms around his neck, and his automatically snake around your waist, so naturally- like this action was done so out of muscle memory.

He holds you tightly, like he never wants to let go of you, of this. He holds you like he's found his sweet solace in your embrace. His neck finds comfort in the crook of your neck whilst he pours his emotions out into your honeydew skin.

"I can't believe you still love me."

"I can't believe you made me a fucking bracelet even after everything. You're so sweet, so perfect."

"I don't deserve you- you mean everything to me. I swear I'll make everything up to you, just give me one more chance."

You pull back at his words, a concerned haze painted on your face. You settle on your knees to meet him at equal eye contact. "Did you think I was gonna dump you?"

Jungkook tears away his eyes from yours. "I don't know. I thought you were getting sick of me- I guess," and the

You sigh, shifting your weight backwards so that your ass rests on your heels. You gnaw on your bottom lip, finding the right words to say. "Jungkook," you begin, conjuring the courage to verbalize everything you've been itching to say. "I... I have never loved anybody as much as I love you." You inhale, nostrils flaring slightly before you continue your somewhat clumsy attempt to bandage everything.

You speak very steadily so that he can fully digest what you are about to say. "And I don't love you because you're a soccer player, or because you're verified on Instagram, or because you're ESPN thinks you're going to be super successful. I love you because you're you."

Jungkook's undeniable heartbeat is pounding, so loud that he can hear it in his ears. Love. Your love is interpermeating his being, seizing control of him completely and fully. There are no words that can properly encapsulate how he feels. Just Love. Love times a million. "Y/N-"

"Just shut up and let me talk," you cut him off, preparing once again to regurgitate your feelings.

"I just love you so much, and because I love you, I would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship. You just have to trust me, even if it makes you uncomfortable. I'm an adult- I know what I'm doing."

Jungkook purses his lips perceptively, nodding ever so carefully at your simple yet overflowing explanation.

"It just hurts me that you felt like you couldn't trust me enough to be alone with him. I know I was wrong for not trusting you when you said he liked me, but even if he were to make a move on me, I would never reciprocate or encourage that behavior. I put so much trust in you, and I really want you to work towards putting that same trust in me. And.. I'm sorry for throwing a temper tantrum, I was just embarrassed I guess. "

Jungkook grabs your hand as if the moment is fleeting, his already soft expression softening impossibly more at the sincerity of your words. He holds your hand to his chest, and you can hear the rapid beating of his heart.

"I understand," he automatically expresses, which concerns you because his answer was almost too immediate. You're not sure if he's properly digesting what you are trying to communicate.

"I was just super frustrated- I missed you so much and thinking of you and that guy was killing me. I trust you, but what if he did something to you?" The disclosure of his authentic feelings relieves any doubts you had about the immediacy of his answer.

"Babe, I'm not an idiot," you reply. "I have a taser and it's not like we were in the woods in the middle of the night," you point out which elicits a soft chuckle from Jungkook.

"You're right baby, my girl's a genius," he leans in and presses a familiar and delicate kiss to your bottom lip, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. When he pulls away you're left with a lingering feeling of longing, and he beams at you.

"You just gotta be patient with me, but I swear I'll try to be less," Jungkook takes a moment to find the right word. "Overbearing."

You give Jungkook a pursed smile and nod your head. Before you can respond he presses another delicate kiss to your lips. Though the kiss is fleeting, it's as if your lips mold together perfectly because he knows you and your lips the best. "Thank you for being you," he presses his forehead against your, mumbling against your lips, the utmost sincerity in his voice. "I love you, so so much," he says, hot breath palpable against your lips. "Thank you so much for everything you do. Thank you for understanding, for loving me. You're just- just perfect, perfect for me. Made for me, and I love you so much." His emotions overwhelm him, and his eyes become glossy. "My love for you scares me. The thought of you leaving terrifies me so much, and if you did, I don’t think I would ever recover,” his words are delicate, fragile like he’s a butterfly that could fly away at any moment. It was up to you to keel him grounded.

You close your eyes, savoring the moment of him being so close. " 'm not going anywhere," you hum into his lips, and he sighs blissfully, snuggling more into your protective embrace.

That night, you fall asleep on his chest, his arms instinctively wrapped around you for the entirety of the night.

#jungkook imagines #jungkook angst #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenarios #bts scenarios #bts fanfic #bts jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook scenarios #soccerplayer!jungkook #jungkook fluff #bts jungkook drabbles #bts imagines #bts jeongguk scenarios #jeongguk fanfic

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dabislittlemouse · 9 months

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DADDY B

Can I get dabi saying “I know you can’t lie to me, doll.”

istg its canon that he calls his s/o doll bc… yeah

Congrats on the milestone!!

THANK YOU KITTEN 🫦😩 this one kinda turned out longer than I expected.

I offer yall a very teasing asshole Dabi today :3

“𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥”

2K FOLLOWERS EVENT

You could not stand this man- his attitude and nonchalance, his arrogance, it made you boil in anger. Dabi was rude, vile and uncaring, always by himself and clearly showing the disinterest towards everyone in the League.

Well, towards everyone but you. And that was what made you not stand him at all. It was always the little teasing comments that he threw at you that drove you insane.

Today Shigaraki gathered the group for a meeting related to the League’s next move in Deika city. After listening to what the boss had to say, everyone had their turns to put in their thoughts and suggestions. And now it was your turn. You were paying close attention to the details in all seriousness.

“I think the plan is fine but.. I’d suggest we all stay together instead of splitting” you said.

“Is that so?”

You turned to the direction where that so-much hated voice came from. Dabi was leaning back on the chair, a smug grin gracing his face.

“Tell me more about it, doll” he said. His tone was teasing, acting as if he was oh, so interested in what you had to say. You let out a sharp breath, trying to keep your calm and not give him the satisfaction of knowing you were being bothered.

“They’ll have it easier to get us one by one and kill us if we split. They already outnumber us so it is best we all stay together” you cleared it out for him, a forced smile on your face that he so much loved.

“Not sure what you mean by ‘kill us’, cause there’s no way they are killing me” Dabi raised an eyebrow, testing you. “One blast of fire from my hand and I can turn hundreds of them to ashes. The same goes for the boss, who can disintegrate a considerable number of them. I think you underestimate your teammates, doll”

Underestimating wasn’t even what you were trying to say, because no matter how strong they all were, they can’t do much when being outnumbered by hundreds of citizens with unknown quirks! But he was just turning it his own way, making you feel like a fool!

“Well then if you’re so fucking confident in your powers then by all means, go by yourself! Not that you are ever around us anyway! We never needed you!” you scoffed.

“Ouch, that hurt!” Dabi chuckled, placing a hand on his chest to make the dramatic effect as if your words stabbed him.

Shigaraki rolled his eyes and suggested for you both to stop interacting if this was going to turn into a fight. After the meeting ended, everyone was heading out of the room, one by one. For some reason you were the last one that was about to get out.

Right behind Dabi.

As you waited for him to get out, he in fact stopped in his tracks. You stared at his back, confused.

“Um.. can you like.. move or something?” you said impatiently, wanting to get out and go to your room. The man ignored you, as he simply closed the door. You heard a click sound. He locked you both inside the meeting room.

“Huh- What are you doing?” you frowned. He turned at you, his azure eyes gleaming at you with something dark and twisted. Almost lustful. You swallowed, walking backwards as he got closer to you.

“You mad that I don’t like your stupid plan?” Dabi rasped out, hands on his pockets as he continued approaching you.

“As if!” you snapped. “I don’t need your approval for my ideas, you’re not the boss here. What I don’t like is your shitty attitude towards every fucking thing, you’re not the least cooperative”

“Because I simply don’t care” Dabi said, his tone flat. You walked back until you reached the table behind you. He got closer, too close, your bodies almost pressing together. Your breath hitched, has he ever heard of personal space?

“See? Why are you even here if you don’t care? Just leave the League already!”

Dabi laughed at your comment, both his hands resting on your sides. Now his broad chest pressed against yours.

“Leave the League? You’re funny, doll. And what will you do if I don’t, huh?” he whispered, as you felt his hot breath against your ear. “Will you kick my ass and constantly say how horrible I am?”

“Well if that’s what I’m left with..” you replied. You could feel your body heating up, and you weren’t sure if it was from him being close to you or from what you were feeling deep in your core.

Dabi clicked his tongue, a finger reaching to move some hair behind your ear. “But you like how horrible I am, don’t you?”

You gulped down nervously, eyes widening.

“N-No I don’t. Why would I!? You’re insufferable!”

“Am I? Tch, that’s a shame” he placed his warm hands on your hips, making you squirm. He chuckled at the effect he had on you.

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed the way you look at me, Y/N” he said, his fingers tapping your sides, almost tickling you. “You like it when I tease you and mess with you, don’t you? That’s why you always fight me back…because you want more of my attention”

You squeezed your eyes shut, extremely embarrassed. Because as much as you hated his edgy mean ass, there indeed was a part of you that waited for him to throw teasing comments, that waited for the thrill of fighting him back whenever he messed with you. There was a part of you that deep down enjoyed that smug grin of his too much, those piercing blue eyes, that deep raspy voice of his. And you were trying your hardest to suffocate all those secret feelings and not let them come out.

“Y-You’re delusional” was all that you managed to say.

“Y’know that liars are what I hate most? Look at me” Dabi grabbed your chin to face him. His face was mere inches away as his lips brushed against yours. You froze, heart pounding against your chest. He placed a soft kiss on your lips, the kiss soon turned deeper, inserting his tongue and groaning as he explored your mouth. You moaned in response, your body already on fire and he didn’t even use his quirk.

But that was it. Dabi pulled away, not before giving your lower lip a teasing bite. He looked back at you and smiled at the already fucked out look in your face. All it took was a kiss.

“I know you can’t lie to me, doll”

#2k milestone event #Minx 🦊#dabi #touya todoroki #mha dabi #my hero academia #dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi x y/n #bnha x reader #mha x reader #touya todoroki x reader

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sircarebearalot · 4 months

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nevermore brainrot

am rereading the series bc I don’t belive in sleep (and u shouldn’t either hehe) and it got my creative juices pumping

Not to say that what I have barfed up is poetry or deserves to be called as such but like, shitty fan-fueled poetry is like the essence of tumblr so really I’m just doing my duty

Okay here’s the first one:

(this was in the maze when they were ready to quit and Pluto was saying that maybe total death wouldn’t be all bad)

(Honestly wrote it like a goddamn musical but I can’t tell u how I saw this sung)

And his eyes are dark and her eyes are glass

As I speak my truth;

I'm just saying, would it be so bad--

To be dead with you?

And time has toyed with us,

The water has pulled us under

It's time to lea (I totally just gave up bc brain rot)

It can't be so bad, just another adventure to be had

Second One;

(About will, bc like yes I know he’s not a good person but like no shit bc everyone on the webtoon is gonna be nuanced, and flawed and fucked up and that why I like it damn it, also will is just pretty (like everyone else!!!) but in a plain understated unassuming pathetic way that appeals to me.)

(this poem can be like about any of the group they belong to — the snobs— but like I saw Monty and Anabelle Lee, it’s about him not having an identity or spine of his own 💓😝)

I'll be him, I'll be her

Any whim any hurt

I will take any form

If you keep me near

I have no will of my own

Traded my soul for a home

Anything to never be alone

I'll break my bones to build your throne

Without you I'm a train without tracks

A world that's cracked

Treat my morality with a levity

Write my rules around you

I'm not a good man

I'm just a mannequin

But for you id withstand

Most anything

Last one:

(obv Monty about anabelle and then about Lenore, WHO I ADORE, u can tell bc I feel like I captured his voice you know)

Oh Queenie, you're a meanie

No, you're a real bitch

You play this game and you play it well

I won’t tell, I’m not a snitch

(And bc you’ll toss my mutilated body in a ditch)

Calamity Jane

A woman insane

Arsonist who lost her temper?

A thief in the night?

A woman took flight?

I still see those glowing embers…

(The creative juice barf fest stopped there, thank the heavens, read this out loud like a goddamn musical)

#nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #poetry #fanfic

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bunnyluvs-blog · 11 months

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The 1 (Bangchan x reader)

Heavy angst ‼️‼️ lots of tears, asshole! Bangchan

I made this bc of my own relationship issues so I know it's a lil iffy but please enjoy

Hurt. Tears. A shadow. Thats what you were reduced to at this point. Your boyfriend Bangchan whos a one of a kind idol, who used to come home every night, kiss you good morning, play with your hair when you were having a bad day. The one who always took such good care of you. The one who you truly thought could never hurt you. He promised he would never hurt you. So why were you a mess, on the couch of your shared apartment. Most nights you wouldn't even stay up to wait for Bangchan to come home. You knew his job was hard but now these days it seemed loving you was twice as hard. You just sat there the clock reaching 4am. No call no text no nothing from him all day. You sent him good morning text and all you would get was read popped up under your text. You weren't even worth responding too. You couldn't stop the tears from falling at this point. You tried so hard to defend him to yourself. That he has a life outside of you but at this point you werent in his life at all.

You passed out on a couch. Now it was 9am, your body didn't really let you sleep after your tear fest last night. You looked around the apartment. A cup next to the sink, the bed sheets messed up, and his clothes in a corner of the bedroom. He was home. And he didn't even notice you were gone. He didn't miss your warmth or cuddles or light kisses on his face. He didn't miss you like you had so badly missed him. You couldn't ruin yourself anymore, you couldn't do this, all the restless nights hoping he's eating and taking care of himself. And he couldn't even care if you were home or not. You had given 2 whole years of your life to this man, what a waste. You text him a whole essay on how you felt ending it with the words "Lets break up" and you sent it. You were shaking. Even if you wanted what was best for you you still loved him. He wasn't a bad man but he just wasn't your man anymore. You tried everything you could to get your mind off of it. Putting your phone on do not disturb and mindlessly watching stranger things all the way through.

You've set up your bed for the night on the couch and your stuffed animals to keep you semi happy. That's when he came home. The man who didn't even check his phone today. The one who didn't even read your message of you pouring your heart out. "Hey babe, w-whats all of this? It isn't movie night is it?" He says, confused. The first words you've gotten in weeks, real words, not an im sorry or I love you or something fucking cheesy like all your friends tell you their boyfriends do. "Oh I'm just sleeping out here tonight until I can find a place to move too.." you said, Chan raised an eyebrow. "Move too? What are you talking about" It hit you, it hit you like a fucking brick. He didn't even check his phone. "Check your phone" that's all you said before you put on some shoes, grabbed your phone and wallet and left. He didn't even go after you. Not that you were expecting him to but a small bit of you hoped he did. You just walked. Your normal route you did when you wanted some air in the middle of the day. The world looks so different at night. You've never really seen it before before now. Nights became a blur, maybe you could learn to like them more.

You heard panting along with your name, it was Chan. A baseball cap, black shirt, and sweats. "Y/n love please i head no idea you were feeling this way" he panted trying to catch his breath. "Look this comeback has just been twice as hard as anything else we've done and they're just asking more of me and I know that isn't an excuse but I would never truly try to ignore you, i love you baby I really do, please dont leave me I can't live without you, i know I'm a shitty boyfriend and I know I'm not giving you what you need but please, let me change, for us" he was begging, pleading. He wanted to change, and if people set their mind to something they can do anything right? Truth is you really didn't want to let him go. "Promise to never hurt me again..?" You asked, voice shaky, your holding back your own tears from falling. He nodded and let out a soft please before you hugged him, just sobbing into his shirt. He took you home and tucked you into bed after a shower and some medicine from the headache you got after sobbing.

It's been 2 months since then. And things have been going ok..ish. Things were perfect for a month. Until he fell back into the same habit. With no comeback to plan for at the moment you couldn't help but be confused on why this was happening again. You prayed and prayed that he would change and pull though, and you really though tonight would be the night. It was your 3 year anniversary. You couldn't be more excited. You got a new black dress and pretty earring that he bought you for your birthday a year ago. You guys had dinner planned at a restaurant you both wanted to try. Dinner was at 8 and you were ready at 6:30. You felt so pretty. You knew you were pretty. You walked into the restaurant around 7:30. You watching the couples smile and enjoy eachother before the staff sat you. You waited for a bit then until 8 hit the clock. You played with the end of your dress. You ordered a semi cheap wine for you and Chan. 30 minutes, 1 hour, 2 hours, 2 hours and 30 minutes later you gave up.

You called an Uber to take you home, walking up the steps to your apartment. Opening the door, putting down your keys and kicking off your heels. You hear the tv on and your heart drops. He was home. You looked around to see if there was any sign of a happy anniversary or a gift or something that would make you feel like he still cared. He must have heard the keys and a few sniffles because he was facing you. "Oh hi honey? Woah hey why are you crying? Where have you been? What happened" he got up walking over to you trying to give you a hug when you moved away from him. He looked at you confused. "Do you even know what day it is today Chris?" He pulled out his phone to see June 28th. The same date you two made it official. Oh how everything seemed so perfect back then. You could remember it like yesterday. Small talk, the big question, the giggles and cuddles, how happy you felt. It was all gone now.

"Love I promise I just forgot I'm sorry I'm such an idiot" he said grabbing your hands. Looking at you with those big brown eyes, how you could get lost in them. "It wont happen again" that's when you broke, you were tired of giving him chances to redeem himself. "Your right it won't, because we're over" He froze, mouth slightly opened "You clearly dont care about me anymore Chris and I can't go on pretending like you do to make myself feel better" You sighed and walked past hime, going to pack a bag. "Wait wait hun lets talk about this" he said going after you. "We have, we have at least every 6 months and nothing changes, im tired of being last place in your heart" you angrily said shoving whatever you felt was right into your bag. "I wish I was what you wanted" you said before leaving. You couldn't face him. You didnt want you. You know yourself better then this. You knew if your friend was dating someone like Chris you would tell them to break up and they can do so much better. It was time for you to do better for yourself for once.

#x reader #skz x reader #bang chan #chris x reader #skz angst #taylor swift #skz x you #skz bang chan

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evansbby · 5 months

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So let’s imagine it’s Christmas morning, at the Rogers mansion. Daddy, grandma and grandpa are all sitting by the tree as little baby Rosie who’s about one or maybe two years old is kicking her feet on the ground playing with some wrapping paper and squeaking like little babies do. Omega sits quietly on the sofa, looking at them smiling, but her smile is bittersweet as the thought of her mom crosses her mind and a little furrow across her brows grows deeper the bigger the difference between Christmas with the Rogers looks and how Christmas at her place used to. Steve picks Rosie up on her feet and she’s kinda starting to stand a little on her own but then she waddles around and falls backwards and in that moment the shape of her giggling small body falling into Steve’s arms turns to the scrawny and petrified shaking shape of little Omega as she jumps aways in fear after the random drunken boyfriend her mom is hosting for Christmas yells at her, mocking her and asking her what she’s doing under the makeshift tree that she made outta the coat hanger and some old yarn. “Are you looking for presents, you stupid kid?” He laughs as he spits his venomous words, holding his stomach from how funny he thinks the fact that she think ANYONE would get her presents. He glares down at little Omega and yells in her face “NOBODY GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOU, YOU LITTLE…” “OMEGA!” Steve’s face suddenly appears in her vision and she’s taken aback by his loud shouting but he’d been calling her for a minute now and she wasn’t answering.

Her teary eyes juggle between his confused cerulean ones and she gulps, swallowing away her tears before she gets up and grabs Rosie, excusing herself on the count that she needs a diaper change.

She almost runs to her nursery room and she crashes down on her knees, holding her baby in her arms and crying her eyes out as she rocks her back and forth. Rosie starts to cry and Omega holds her in her arms and shushes her to stop crying “i’ll never let anyone hurt you, flower. Never. Ever. Ever….”

Omega had this unbearable fear that has been plaguing her heart ever since she knew she had a baby growing in her belly, the fear of her child feeling a single ounce of the sadness she’s been feeling most of her life, before Steve, well… before Steve became a decent human being and a changed man. His shouting face just seconds ago flashes before her eyes again and she wonders if he’ll ever come back to his old ways, if he’ll ever yell at his baby the way her mom’s drunken shitty boyfriends used to yell at her, that’s when Steve walks into the nursery and slowly sits on his knees next to his weeping wife and child.

The rest in yours bestie cause i’m not good at wholesome, joyful moments. Forgive me, i’m feeling utterly sad and lonely and putting Omega through angsty shit kinda elevates that a bit 🤷‍♀️

The makeshift Christmas tree made out of a coat hanger and yarn made me cry 🥲🥲🥲🥺🥺🥺 POOR BABY OMEGA, she just wanted to be loved. All her life she just wanted to be loved🥲

I have nothing to add to this bestie, it’s perfect the way it is! I do think you’re inside my brain bc a few days ago I started writing a poyt drabble (more like a fic) which starts with a flashback to omega’s childhood! 🤧🤧🤧🤧 and you captured the vibe extremely well here!

But also I just wanted to add, idk if anyone noticed, but towards the end of poyt, Steve stopped calling her “omega” and usually just called her by a pet-name or her name. Bc he sees her as a person now, not just an omega. He does still call her omega but only during sex when they’re both feral and calling each other alpha and omega ORRR when he’s being strict with her and has to alpha command her! But never apart from that!

#I think it’s cute you made her call Rosie flower 🥹🥹🥹#anon #poyt ask

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arlo-venn · 24 days

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An abridged rundown of what’s been happening at home:

Tyrell is highly codependent and I am highly independent. For the few years I’ve lived here I’ve been very sick and in survival mode and had lost the majority of my friends when I became homeless, so I was around a lot for a long time. I got my gallbladder out, and am now less sick— I reconnected with a few old friends (not ones that left during homelessness) and started getting out and socializing more again. That’s when this all started. I was spending too much time with my friend Ellil, dropping things when she needs help and going to her (I will not be shamed for this), etc. She feels like I abandon her but we literally live together and do everything together so how am I supposed to leave the house at all without “abandoning” her??

Then, I met a girl and now she’s my girlfriend. Things really ramped up then. It was scaring me— I told her I needed to prioritize exploring this relationship and rebuilding my friendships and getting back out into society. I asked for space. I kindly and gently told her she was scaring me, reminded her that I have related traumas from previous abusive relationships and informed her that the way she was behaving around this stuff was pushing big trigger buttons. It didn’t stop. She guilts the hell out of me any time I leave the house. When I’m hanging out with her I can’t even get up to use the bathroom or go to the kitchen without her being like WHERE ARE YOU GOING!? and if I need to go lay down bc I am obviously very chronically ill, I’m guilted for that too. She has called me a bad friend and a shitty friend. She says I said that about myself and she is just agreeing. I did not say that about myself. I don’t think taking care of myself and prioritizing myself makes me a bad friend. I don’t think needing space makes me a bad friend. I don’t think me wanting time to explore a new relationship and spend time with people that I love outside of the house makes me a bad friend. I invite her all the time. She doesn’t want to come.

Then, I won my disability case, and everything ramped up to 100. I think she’s scared of me not Needing her anymore, of me acquiring the ability to leave here, when the money comes. She’s convinced herself that I’m obsessed with my gf. I’m not. I’ve talked to all of my other close friends about that to get their input, and not a single one of them shares that opinion. She just feels like I am bc it hurts her every time I mention her.

The more intense this gets, the more distant I become. The more distant I become, the more intense it gets. But on top of it all I cannot stop accepting financial help from her bc I don’t have the option to yet. And she never for even a second takes a moment to consider the power imbalance in this relationship or how that might affect the discussions around this.

I told her that her interpretation of my feelings around my gf were incorrect, and she told me I was gaslighting her bc she’s “witnessed it.” Thomasine said something about how I don’t let them know when I’m going to be leaving the house or coming back or how long I’ll be gone and that really freaked me out. I’m a 30 year old adult woman person. I am not the romantic partner of these people. They are my friends. I don’t have to report my comings and goings to them. I won’t do it. We literally have life360. I couldn’t even if I wanted to, I don’t make plans in advance I play my days by ear— it’s all very spontaneous bc I can’t predict what’s going to be going on with my body, you know? And all my friends operate that way, too. I’m not doing anything wrong.

I’m scared. I can’t continue the conversation because I don’t have anything to say that she’s going to want to hear which is what makes her communication turn toxic and immensely triggering for me. I’m not just gonna be like “you’re right I suck I will spend more time at home with you and I will like my girlfriend less for your comfort” and anything short of that is going to be unsatisfying to her. It was so bad yesterday that I fled with Arlo. I had to come back. I have to be here for now. But I need to leave. This is not healthy and I’m scared.

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17magpiesinatrenchcoat · 9 months

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TELL US YOUR PK HEADCANONS!!! (if you wanna)

Oh HELL yeah

I’ve already said a bunch of these on ig… but you guys get to have more 😈😈

putting a cut here bc it’s fuckin long lol 💀💀

My fan name for him is Astennu!! Means god of the moon.. and WL’s name is Faraway :D

pan/polygamous: ]

autistic ofc bc I love projecting he's very bad at masking too, he's good at keeping up one specific persona (typical cold ruler mask..) but as soon as someone doesn't act the exact way he expects them to do he doesn't know how to react, and the mask slips, very practiced and good but only in very specific circumstances, another reason why he's so antisocial

he is good at heart and has strong morals, but they're usually overpowered by fear, so he usually just does what's easiest instead of what's right, even though it hurts him more in the long run

he doesn't give a shit about gender, everyone just started calling him a guy and he was like "ok lol"

likes singing and is quite good at it too!! (or. in the case of my au, he was before his voice got messed up)

NO spacial awareness whatsoever, always gets lost in thought, constantly bumping into shit, , he has a bunch of gnarly scars just from that

his godly powers are too much for his mortal-ish body, he regularly gets sick bevause of them, and it was even worse before he used most of them to create hallownest, he was basically permanently in pain lol LOSER

he can't control his glow, so it betrays his emotions a lot (and he can accidentally flashbang people when he feels really strong emotions)

refuses to be vulnerable at all. pushes everyone away, somewhat consciously too, believing himself to be a burden and that they'd be better off without him

drinks literally nothing but coffee {or the hallownest equivalent to it anyway)

very bad memory (projecting again)

he doesn't know how to interact with. people. much less be a parent. he's a terrible parent LOL he tries but he's just not good at it whatsoever

kind of a shitty immune system due to his powers making him sick so often, another reason he's reclusive

ameteur painter (he doesn't understand it much but it makes lurien really happy so)

his special interest is just. inventing intricate technology in general, he completely hyper focuses on it and would spend literal days doing it if it wasn't for wl dragging him out of his workshop LOL

EXTREMELY deadpan and can be very rude without realising it

Stuff always gets stuck in his horns and he usually doesn’t notice until it gets pointed out (which usually take hours bc wl and lurien think it’s funny lol)

Literally does not know how to make connections with people whatsoever every connection he has made has been accidental

dating both lurien and wl obviously 🫶🫶🫶(wl is also dating dryya but I haven’t put much thought into that one yet I should) the gods do not care for monogamy

Hmm.. for his relationships with some of the other characters..

realising that I have not fleshed out his relationship with wl really omg what’s wrong with me I need to fix that ☹️☹️ but uh here’s the other characters for now lol

him and lurien are both deranged autism buddies <33 lurien does not take any form of authority seriously at all, and doesn’t like taking orders (pathological demand avoidance, autistic thing, pretty sure I have it lol) and so.. he never like. acted like pk was a god. he just treated him like a normal person. and pk had no clue how to react to that so he could not keep up his mask around lurien at all.. so eventually they ended up realising they have common interests and ended up becoming friends.. and later.. hmmm?? they are both incredibly awkward and socially inept lol so it took way longer to happen then it should 💀

but yeah they have a very funky dynamic LOL they can talk for hours about their common interests <3 and hmm.. their dynamic is basically this

He never thought that much of herrah other than being vaguely scared of her;; but she fucking hated him LOL she thought he was an inept cowardly moron

but.. the more time she spent as queen, she grew to understand him a lot more as she felt how much that role and pressure could tear someone down

She still doesn’t like him that much, but she understands why he is the way he is now, and tries to be nicer bevause she knows how it feels

He and monomon have a very weird relationship.. they’re kinda friends but also kinda fucking hate each other LOL;; like;; theyre really fucking mean and hostile to each other but it’s not really genuine, it’s more out of habit than anything, and they do care about each other and look out for each other, it’s just sort of the manifestation of them both being emotionally inept assholes who don’t know how to communicate, so they sorta take it out on each other, but neither of them mind, they know neither of them actually mean it

so yeah sorta like;; idk weird ass friendship where they both pretend to hate each other to vent at how shit the world is but they both know neither of them mean it bevause the anger isn’t directed at each other at all, and it’s kinda become a game between them who can come up with the most ridiculous insults LOL

Uhhh I guess that’s it lol!! Yeah I said there was a lot 💀 if you have any questions or more headcanon ideas for me… well you know where to find me 💜💜

#rambling #pale king #HEADCANONS!!!!#shut up lori

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Okay it took me a bit to realize this experience of mine wasn't just garden variety transphobia but instead transandrophobia so lemme just share this to add to the tag

warning for genitalia talk and nsfw words!

I'm genderqueer, genderfluid, genderfucked.... Basically I'm constantly flip flopping between gender feelings nowadays but I primarily use he/him and boy words bc I feel safest being seen primarily as transmasc and it's easier to let people be consistent.

Before I fully socially transitioned to primarily using he/him, I used to use she/they(as an aside nobody would use they for me wonder why that is). One time I was talking with some people in a nsfw channel, just talking about genitals and transitioning and gender and surgery, that sorta stuff. One of my friends talked about wanting to be a Ken doll sorta thing, valid. Another talked about wanting tits, also valid.

I start talking about how I'd feel most comfortable if I had a very ambiguous body, a penis and a vagina, no balls cuz those personally squick me out, and my breasts being optional.

Suddenly everyone was incredibly disgusted and upset with me for merely mentioning that I wanted what I personally consider for myself, the best of both genital worlds. They kept saying dicks were gross, this was a constant of the chat, dicks were gross vaginas were pretty and everything else was ignored.

I was the only remotely transmasc person in that chat at the time, even if at the time I wasn't fully aware of just how transmasc I was. And when later in the day another transmasc logged on and also started berating me, I just felt incredibly defeated and disgusted by myself.

It took a while to get back to feeling comfortable with what I wanted for my own body. I had to unlearn a lot of shitty things that group of people led me to believe about myself and being transmasc. I ditched a lot of them, some of them I reconnected with this past year and they apologized for how badly they acted, it'd been a few years at that point so I forgave them(a lot of them ended up being transmasc but were in denial for the same reasons that I stifled myself, being convinced that it was gross to want anything to do with masculinity).

It still hurts to remember the other people who never changed, and I know they've never changed bc their social medias are still littered with that garbage. At least a good chunk of them have learned(and I wanted to share at least a bit of a good ending for those ppl bc they deserve that), and at least I've grown past that bullshit, but yeah. It messed me up for a bit.

Thank you for sharing your experience.

#im really sorry you had to deal with that #antimasculism is so widespread in queer spaces :(#m.#ask box #experiences with transandrophobia

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ok ok rather than make a bunch of annoying vent posts i'm just gonna put everything on my mind all in one post to let it out 🔥 you absolutely do not need to read this, this is honestly so ridiculously long. my brain better feel clean for like at least 2 days after this fr

i knew i was gonna crash after this week and i think this is it 🥲 i was so tense for literally a whole week (even more tbh, bc i was preemptively scared of how much i have to do too) and i think the adrenaline drop kicked in after the peak of this one (aka being in a big social event. haven't been to one of those in literal years)

also. my parents have been sick this week and i think i maybe have contracted it too? 😭 if that is indeed the case it literally kicked in in the last like hour of the event, i was perfectly fine beforehand bc i avoided being in the same closed space as them when i could (aka kept my distance or made sure windows were open around me all the time jic). bc suddenly my whole body hurts like it hasn't in a long while. tho that might be the adrenaline crash too who knows 🥲 ig i'll see how i feel when i wake up

i have not been creative in awhile and i can feel my brain drowning in gunk lol. technically i tried writing songs a couple of times lately but they came out so bad i can't finish them. or anything. and i feel like shit abt failing to create literally anything. and i keep seeing people be creative and make so much or sharing their work fearlessly and it's always so much better than mine too that i'm burning with jealousy that i can't turn off (and can't channel into my own creation bc well. it comes out shitty! so the cycle not only continues but in fact gets worse each time). every time someone tells me i'm good it feels like they're lying to make me feel better or bc they love me so they're. biased and see everything i make as good bc it's me, so i can't count that. every time *i* feel like smth i made is good there's some glaring imperfection i don't know how to iron out so i start hating the whole piece. i don't know how to become better when every time i try to practice i end up wanting to claw my own eyes out as punishment for being so talentless and dumb

(the dumb thing too is. oh my god this is gonna sound so silly but. i try to make myself feel better by solving puzzles or trivia or riddles etc bc these are things i'm usually good at. but lately i can't be proud of myself for succeeding at any of them, and i keep beating myself harder for every time i fail or don't do as well as i used to, bc it feels like i'm failing at the only thing i'm supposed to be good at. also i just generally keep doing stupid things lately esp when it comes to my time management or taking care of my body in various ways, i keep forgetting things which is smth i almost never do, i struggle to get through conversations with others bc i trip over my words or make mistakes constantly, generally i'm just being stupid in various ways)

right now i am. so anxious. about so many things. here let me just make it into a list starting with very small to. probably still small but it feels big to me

1. this is so silly but. i am literally too tired to put small earrings back in after changing them to long one for the party. and i'm scared the holes will close up in my sleep. but this is literally so much work 💔 idk if the holes haven't healed properly or if i'm using the wrong metal so i keep getting infections bc it's been A While (two years. apparently. maybe more??) and they haven't healed yet. like i said a silly thing to get stressed over but i am. very tense

2. i don't know. if the people i knew in the party actually didn't recognize me or if they ignored me on purpose. bc i stood next to some of them while my besties were talking to them too and they didn't even say hi (or like introduced themselves the way others that i didn't know have done). one of them was literally my bestie for a good few months a few years ago and even tho i grew a beard i. don't think i changed THAT much??? also i don't think it's hard to make the connection abt who i am given how tight this community is. someone i haven't talked to since like 2015 bc we had beef recognized me even. so how come they didn't. i met one in a con recently and she did recognize me so. h. did i do something wrong. did someone say smth bad about me. i don't know i don't understand social rules enough to figure it out 😭

3. this is another thing abt that tbh 🥲 while it was very fun and a super cool event, it did remind me very painfully of why my social anxiety is so bad 😭 i felt like i made 10 social errors per minute. i didn't know what to say half the time so i just smiled or laughed and i think that made me seem creepy idk. a lot of people were very nice and i think i did mostly fine with them but also maybe not. idk. i am definitely overthinking things but what if i'm right. it's not that out of the question. i am known to fail social interactions there's a reason why i do my best to avoid them

4. and this is kinda bringing me to a thing i have on my mind a lot recently. bc i'm doing the recovery thing. and a lot of people - friends family and professionals who help me there - tell me i am capable of more than i think or admit. and i get WHY they think that bc i *am* doing a lot compared to the literal nothing i've been up to for years. but i am very much pushing outside my limits, which is why i'm constantly feeling like shit lately i think (not that i was doing great before but. yeah). it probably seems mostly effortless bc i just do them without beating much around the bush but that's only when i mentally prepare myself days or even weeks ahead (for reference, i'm talking about things like. being in public. or taking a bus). or the work i do for projects that... honestly idk how i'm doing that either. i am the laziest person ever and i have no ability to concentrate yet i managed to sit down and do work and do it well and learn text by heart and research and write for hours and ??? it does not feel like myself. but it also kinda does bc i need to very forcefully push myself into it and berate myself for hours until i actually get up to do anything so. it's not smth that comes naturally to me. i don't consider myself capable of things. i'm just very good at pretending i'm unbothered (up until i start crying uncontrollably at least lol) so ppl think i am. unfortunately. bc then they expect me to do more. or they pressure me into it then get disappointed when i can't do it (ig that's the core of it for me... i don't want anyone to develop expectations about me, bc i know i won't be able to meet them, at least not long term. so i insist i can't do anything, bc sometimes - often - i really really can't. i don't wanna be judged by my best. feels false to even call it that tbh. but that's bc it's so rare, it's the best for a reason, the absolute peak i can get to, as pathetic as it is. bc the problem is, when this is already beyond my limits, i literally can't go further, but that's what they want me to do 💔)

5. god. this is also a small thing probably but the accidental lie i mentioned. for context i am giving a lecture abt p5's mythology in the next con, that's the thing i was working on lately. anyway when i signed up i gave background information about myself, and to make myself sound more fitting for the job i said that i learned the topic in [university that specializes in said topic] bc i did - just. 2 classes. that's it. i was telling the truth there, technically (most of my knowledge on the topic comes from independent research, but the classes i took did help with that too, as in i knew where to look for info and things to look out for) (also for reference i'm gonna be fr. i did not finish these classes. social anxiety got to me and i was scared to go to anything outside zoom lessons which weren't an option anymore unfortunately)

ANYWAY when they told me i got in they sent me a "revised" bio which was just what i originally sent them, so i said okay. but now the whole thingie was posted and i can see my bio there and. they said i graduated from [uni] and used language that implies i have a degree in it, probably to make me sound more credible, but it's not true!!!! 😭😭😭 the thing i said was definitely embellishment but it WAS true enough that if asked directly about it i could spin it somehow ("oh i haven't finished yet" "yeah i took a couple of classes when i could to enrich my knowledge") but this. makes it so much harder

chances are i won't be asked bc why would anyone ask abt that. but ever since i started writing the script i was so stressed about people calling me out for being wrong abt info, so i even added a disclaimer of "these are old texts that have many versions that vary according to location or were changed with time uwu if you know a different version of this story that's probably why uwu" and "due to the time constraint i'm giving a very simplified and short version of this topic uwu" bc given that i'm talking a lot abt judaism. to a mainly (or most likely, entirely) jewish audience. it's enough that there is someone who is religious or previously ultra orthodox in the audience that if i make a mistake they could point it out. and then i'll start panicking and lose my train of thought and fuck everything up while i'm already so stressed as is and-

so like i've been super stressed abt all that^ until now but that misinfo in my bio is raising the stakes for me 😭 bc now what if someone who went to this uni and majored in this topic calls me out on never seeing me there. or they can tell the info i'm giving isn't smth that's taught there or isn't the way it's taught there. this is such a specific and unlikely fear but i can't not stress about it because TECHNICALLY it's possible, it COULD happen even if that's not too likely

6. all of this is while i'm also struggling with bureaucracy around that art program i'm signing up to, idk if i'll get in yet or not bc i need some files to be approved and idk if they would, and idk what i'll do if they don't. or what if they do! i'm honestly so scared to start it, idk how i'm gonna go from nothing to waking up early and driving an hour 4 times a week to be active and around people for a few hours. tbh i don't think i can, but also if this gets approved then i have to, so the government's money doesn't get flushed down the toilet bc of me.

7. all this shit has a major impact on my physical health 🥲 not getting into details bc that's def tmi territory but. i'm fighting for my life over a certain stress-caused medical thing for weeks now. only other time i had it was when the war originally started so naturally i was extra stressed then, but like, this is to give you a reference for how majorly stressed i am now. my regular pains are flaring up more often too which makes things harder to handle as well (like, stressing abt not doing enough work, bc i'm literally in too much pain to do anything but lie down. or being scared of the plans i have for the week bc what if these pains catch me when i'm outside or with people. how am i supposed to push through them. what if they catch me when i'm in public and i have to sit down in the middle of the street. what if i'm with people and i'm holding them back from doing smth bc of that. etc etc)

8. ofc all this is happening during the war and i keep seeing things i really don't wanna see from ppl in my country and the west 🥲 and it's like, the mix of guilt over this happening at all, and the frustration over feeling like i have nothing to do about it, and fear about how things are gonna escalate in either direction, and seeing friends from other countries posting things i agree with but can't condone full heartedly bc well. this'll hurt me directly, as selfish as it sounds (tbf, when i say hurt me directly, i'm talking about me and my loved ones' lives being endangered), but also seeing said loved ones talking about things i can't agree with morally, yet can't fully refute either because life is. complicated. i have a lot more to say tbh but i'm too tired to acknowledge every single facet of every single related issue which will open me to a lot of hate so. best to leave it here. unfortunately

idk where to put this. sorry for the sudden topic change. it feels bad to be stressed over that but, there is a guy who i know likes me like a lot. i think i'm like exactly his taste and he's always so excited about seeing or talking to me. one of my besties - or maybe more. idk - really wants us to get together bc tbh it'll probably be good for both of us, and y'all know how desperate i am to be loved lol. but i can't bring myself to like him the way he likes me 💔 he's fun but i have a hard time with one on one interactions so i can't really progress things and tbh, idk if i'm currently in a mindset where i even should, given all that^. also i know for a fact i can't handle an actual relationship, and i'm scared i'll disappoint him or drive him away if i'll be my real unfiltered self, and ik i need to be obsessed with someone to get attached this quickly but i can't force it either. and to put it more directly... i'm perfect for him and his taste, but not the other way around 🥲 (tho tbf idk what my taste even is. i identify as aroace for a reason). i don't wanna string him along but i think i already kind of am 😭 i like him but not as much as he likes me, but what i probably like here even more is the feeling of being liked. and that makes me feel like a dick. i also feel guilty for not liking him the same way ig even tho ik it's stupid bc it's not like i can control it. and yet

so yeah this is. a lot of shit. all at once. both silly and not silly at all. my brain is in constant overload. i get violently suicidal every time i have a moment alone with my thoughts or when i see anything that reminds me of that. bc all this stress makes life feel so impossible - it IS impossible - that i can't handle the thought of it, but half of the things that cause me stress are supposed to be for the purpose of distracting me from how stressful everything is. so. what the fuck am i supposed to do about all that. how am i supposed to live like at all

#vent #this was written very out of order #i don't expect anyone to read this but if you do. 1 sorry 2 are you okay 3 i love you #it feels better to post things than to just write them in a doc yknow??#not sure why. maybe it's the feeling of not being alone with these thoughts ig. or getting some external validation #it did help tho. i feel like i can actually go to sleep now maybe. wow #edit: holy shit i just checked. this took nearly 2 hours to type. wtf. damn guess i really needed that akdkglhlj #btw if you do read this you gotta like this post 🧐 so. i know. bc i like knowing. sorry

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Vampire patty vampire patty vampire patty vampire pa

VAMPIRE PATTY!!!

Okay so all this is basically just my personal thoughts from knowledge osmosis of vampires in media, but I WILL say that some of this was particularly inspired by Thought Potato's video Vampire Biology Explained | The Science of Vampirism (not linking bc I don't know if links still bork stuff -- look it up if you wanna, it's a cool interpretation of vampires)

This once again became long, so read more time

A little backstory for her:

So Patty was not always a vampire -- she was attacked and turned when she was in medical school (haven't decided if by one vampire or a group), was found by someone else nearly bled out and promptly taken to a hospital. She was in a coma for a day or two, and when she woke up, she wasn't human anymore.

More importantly, she was hungry.

Patty sinks her teeth into the closet thing with blood in it before she can really register what's going on, whether it's living or dead -- and panics once she does, understandably!

She books it back to her shitty little apartment and just… takes some time to process.

It soon becomes very apparent to her that she can't just not drink blood, and so she changes her major from doctor to pathologist or however that works, idk I've never been to med school so she can be around a constant supply of it at all times without having to take it from a living person. She doesn't want to hurt anyone, or worse, force them to go what she's going through.

Also she's still kind of… alive? Maybe? Her heart's still beating and she has a pulse, but it's very slow. She doesn't know either and jokes about it on occasion ("technically I'm legally dead")

With that out of the way, I can now say whatever:

Patty covers up her bite scars with makeup. Does the same to the bodies she sucks the blood out of

In addition to the neck, other common biting spots are the shoulders, arms, and wrists

Patty uses both the top and bottom fangs when she feeds. It's more efficient!

Being short in this case is v advantageous because she can just hold an arm above her head and let the blood drain into her mouth lol

She has claws too :>

She can still eat normal food, but her body doesn't get much from doing so

Patty's fangs are decently sized, but not as big as Streber's; his fangs are obviously fake and meant to be goofy, while hers are real and fully capable of piercing skin. It works with their personalities too, since Streber is very showy while Patty is more reserved. Also if she had fangs his size she'd just constantly be tearing up her face mask lol

Speaking of, she has to be careful when putting it on, but otherwise putting a hole through the mask is rarely an issue for her

The sun will not kill her, but it will give her a bad sunburn real quick

Also in general vampires are not weak to garlic (that's just a myth), but humorously Patty is naturally allergic to it and hates the smell of it, so combined with her heightened Vampire Senses™ even just being around garlic will make her feel sick

Her reflection is visible in modern day mirrors and cameras, but she's invisible in older (re: made/backed with silver) ones

If she goes a while without drinking blood, Patty becomes tired and delirious, escalating until she's mindlessly biting into both the dead and the living in search of food

This is actually how John and Jack found out she was a vampire, unfortunately. It'd been a few days since Patty was able to feed (low bodies in the morgue + kept being interrupted), so when she was alone with John she bit into his shoulder without thinking

Don't worry, he's fine! It takes a lot of lost blood before someone is even at risk of becoming a vampire, and hearing John yell snapped Patty back into lucidity. She still feels bad about it

Semi-related, but you can't turn a corpse into a vampire, it has to be alive

John for his part forgave her after the whole "good God vampires are real" thing wore off. His shoulder hurt for a few days tho

Jack offered himself up as a blood donor in case Patty ever needed it, but she really doesn't want to risk anything. She's... considered it, however

She can turn into a bat!! She has no idea how and she's not going to question it

She can't talk while in bat mode however, and is limited to screeches and cute bat noises

Said this to you already but putting it here for posterity: while in bat form Patty will sometimes perch on John's and Jack's heads. Jack's flattop is the perfect spot to lay down while John's hair is very fluffy and cozy

Yes, there's actually a difference in taste between live and dead blood! It's kinda like pizza right out of the oven vs cold pizza straight from the fridge

Patty tried to suck Bob's blood out of morbid curiosity, but immediately spit it out bc it tasted like pure salt and sugar. She wonders how he didn't die from heart failure years ago

When she's off-shift Patty wears a scarf over her mouth to hide her fangs -- the exception to this is in October, of course -- and passes it off as her being cold

Which, she is; she's a vampire after all, her body's naturally cold to the touch. Her scrubs help mask it, and in addition to the scarf she always wears long sleeves

Specifically inspired by those scenarios where Dexter gets back in his body and just hangs around the morgue (love those btw), he'll kill things and give them to Patty so she has fresher blood to drink. She really appreciates it :> (yes I took this idea from @exist101, it's great okay-)

*jazz hands* here ya go 🧛‍♀️

#Spooky Month #Patty #John #Jack #AU #This is basically an AU at this point lol

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jeweled-blue-eyes · 2 years

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I haven’t read the novel is novel!athy that bad????

I only skimmed one side story but:

- when Lee Jihye met LP Athy she laughed bitterly as she watched her pitifully shaking.

- ran away and cast a sleeping spell on her (stop casting spells on people without their consent! you are supposed to be the good guy aren’t you?)

- Lee Jihye didn’t tell LP Athy that Claude would kill her

- when Athy said Claude hated her because she killed her mother, Lee Jihye thought to herself that Claude probably only treated her that way bc he erased his memories but again didn’t tell her and rather let her wallow in self-hatred. Thought it was safer if she kept victim blaming herself since she “wasn’t completely sure”

- I think she never was honest to LP Athy. She kept her under the delusion that she was just another Athy of another world who was living the same awful life

- Lucas put her into coma and our! Athy thought "Princess Athanasia asked Lucas to fullfill her wish, and Lucas granted her request. So there was no reason for me to intervene."

- Lucas put LP Athy into coma and kidnapped her but Lee Jihye still flirts with him and teases him???

- she and Lucas kissed next to LP Athy's unconscious body. Athy took the time to describe how soft his voice was and how pretty his eyes were and how beautiful the moon shone while her suicidal counterpart laid cold on the floor. #JustLucathyThings. I think this scene lasted 1 and a half chapter and Athy literally was like “huh I feel like I forgot something” and then remembered LP Athy was still lying on the floor

- threatened to punish Lucas by erasing her memories/emotions, knowing quite well he used this to cope unhealthily with his childhood trauma. It was the last thing he did when he felt like dying. He thought he would never tell anyone that. Telling Lee Jihye meant he trusted her enough to disclose vulnerable information that could potentially hurt him. And she shamelessly abused it to threaten him. (she apologized afterwards but it was still shitty of her)

- says she doesn’t care about LP Claude since he isn’t her dad. Bites her tongue when she sees Jennette and Claude together

“In the midst of all Jennette looked so happy it made me feel strange.”/”No wonder Jennette is a favourite princess here. Ugh the moment I thought so I felt a pain in my stomach”

just admit that you are jealous and don’t like seeing her happy

- feels uncomfortable seeing LP Athy make a pitiful expression with HER face ( that’s not your face sweetie), silently judges LP Athy’s attempts to connect with her family, describes her with weak adjectives and doesn’t really say anything good about her. It’s like she doesn’t care about her but the narrative tries to pretend she does.

#I bet novel readers could expand that list #anon #answered asks #athy discourse #wmmap novel

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roosterbruiser · 11 months

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Shit talking exes? Bet.

My only relationship to date was from the ages of 14-17, he was 2 years older than me and basically my only friend because of a bunch of drama with my friends because they couldn’t handle my mood swings/drama that happened with my dads family. (Whole other can of worms). So he was my best friend and my boyfriend, although all his friends let me tag along/were my friends too. Things were good, I think sometimes we both knew we were better as friends but he was also sort of lonely as well and so we just texted all the time or talked on the phone all the time/always were hanging out together and even taking elective classes together to see each other more. Some of his girl friends were sort of flirty to him imo and he’d hang out with them by themselves sometimes and tell me there’s nothing for me to worry about. The girls also always told me I didn’t need to worry. Well he goes off to the navy my right before my senior year. Go to Illinois with his parents and male bestfriend to see him graduate (AFTER seeing a screenshot of a note from his bestfriend - who in all fairness didn’t realize girl’s detective skills and how desperate I was to hear from him when he was basically sending letters to everyone but me/I could tell he wasn’t feeling it (which we had had our moments of basically blah like most long term couples do) - that basically told his buddy how he wished id stop sending him letters in boot because I was annoying and clingy etc.) so my dumb self should have not gone but I was happy for him and did. While we were there a girl he knew from boot couldn’t have family come so she hung out with us that day.. come to find out he was basically cheating on me in boot camp with her and even risking a lowkey dd if they had gotten in trouble (according to another friend of mine) and told me after he was in A school. My dumbass still spent 6 months of us still sort of “trying” to work it out and just kinda being friends and hurt by each other/over it but refusing to officially end it because it was our first relationship and how does one end something with someone who it’s been 3 years with? By the time we actually split it was 3 1/2 years to the day that we decided on New Years Eve while he was back in town that we would be over. Still spent the two weeks he was home before that together though.. fast forward 2 months and one of his old girlfriends is messaging me saying he’s flirting with her and asking me what’s up and so I told her we split and that it was fine if she decided to see what happened with him. 4 months later they were engaged and a few months later she was pregnant. He came back for my highschool graduation (so right around when they got engaged) and it was nice to sort of have my friend back without all the hurt since it had been a few months. Man lowkey tried to say he wished we had had sex - we did other things but never actually intercourse because he was big on no sex till marriage (WHICH LOOK HOW THAT TURNED OUT BUDDY) *just making it known that here I am at 27 still a virgin* - and I obviously was like uhhh no. LOL. Once he left after my graduation we never really talked again and just drifted apart. All in all I learned a lot, and tbh it’s not like I hate him bc he still was my bestfriend throughout highschool even though we both sometimes were horrible to each other. I am a little salty looking back though bc I might have been one of those horrible teenage girlfriends that we are a lot of at 16 bc you don’t know better but he really did do some fucked up things there that I didn’t deserve and that really fucked with my already low self esteem/body image issues. Bc of course then I was wondering if it was bc I was plus sized etc.

I know that was a lot but figured I’d jump on the shitty ex train.

I am so glad you did jump on the crazy ex train!! holy moly!! this read as a very epic saga!!

after reading your story, I just want to say that I am SO HAPPY you understand your self-worth!! you truly deserve all the good things in the world and if you're with someone who doesn't believe that, kick them to the curb!!

I will say, ending long-term relationships is literally so fucking hard, even if they're circling the drain. especially if it's a first!! I admire your strength and growth so much!!

and pls know you have so many fans here now!! that is such a slay moment for you!! I love the self-love and realizing you're worth MORE!!

#m answers #slumber party #exes shmexes

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margaritaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa · 2 years

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⚠️MAJOR BNHA MANGA CH. 362/363 SPOILER⚠️

okay so i read the newest chapters a couple of days ago (bcs i’ve been slacking and haven’t been keeping up with the updates) and i have to get smth off my chest: i am so mad and upset, but also so so so impressed.

if horikoshi killed katsuki off in the beginning of the series— maybe after his fight with izuku where he cries or even before that— it would’ve been sad still (he’s so young) but not as impactful. he gave katsuki a whole arc: he stopped being a bully, started being more considerate of other people’s feelings, made actual friends instead of shitty ‘lackies’ or whatever, reflected on his past experiences/actions and started expressing his emotions more clearly, protected izuku with his body (smth he valued almost egotistically before) and even had a heart-to-heart with izuku where he apologized for everything he’s ever done to hurt the aforementioned. katsuki is such a 3-dimensional character; if you asked a reader how katsuki would react in a certain situation, they would have an answer for every version of him throughout his arc. he is extremely loved by the fandom, to the point that there are analyses of his behaviour in certain scenes and multiple ships of him with other characters. he is a main character, through and through.

to kill him so late into the series is such a terrible, incredible move. it’s almost as if we, the readers, feel the same grief as the other characters in the story. “he was so young, so passionate,” we think, “it’s not fair; he just got his redemption.” it makes us angry at horikoshi’s decision and at the same time, dejected from the loss of our dear bakugou katsuki, a character that is a living-breathing-feeling person in our hearts. we can already imagine how izuku is going to react: we can imagine what everyone’s reactions will be, bcs we know his relationships with the other character like the back of our hands and we have seen him hurt before. he has immense depth, and for him to die at the peak of the war has such a large influence on not only the situation and the people inside the book— his friends and family and teachers— but on the people outside, on us too. it feels as if we too lost a student, a relative, a friend.

whether he actually dies or is revived at the end (both of which would work in my opinion, but i’d be madder if it were the former), it is such an impactful death. it feels like smth i’ll never recover from. it took a whole day for me to regain my strength after i read that chapter, and all i could think about during this time were two things: “i am so goddamn angry but also so incredibly depressed” and “i wish i could write such an incredible scene.”

any bookworm (or even TV/movie-watcher) knows that a death is so much worse when we know and love them. it feels personal. and horikoshi wrote it so well, it twisted my world on its axis.

maybe people have different opinions on this (which is completely okay! i am one of the least qualified people to talk abt quality of writing of any kind), but this is just what i believe and felt after reading ch. 362-363. :,)

ALSO the fact that horikoshi showed us katsuki’s parents going ‘that boy hates rain’ right as he died should be illegal. THE ALL MIGHT CARD TOO— bye.

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hiya. wanted to pop in after i read ur rant post, i hope that's ok.

i agree with what you've said, and personally for me, after i knew That had happened, what had kept me sane was that deep down, i knew carlos would never do this, it is so out of left field, and this is just a shitty plot point the writers pulled out their asses in the s4 writers room (if they kept insisting that they thought of this since s1, they're going to have to try harder, and even then, i'm not sure i would believe them.) for the sake of drama. they know having a wedding planning arc throughout this season doesn't make for good drama, so what do they do? add in this shitty plot to impede their wedding planning.

what really kills me is, in the process of this, it might have undermined carlos' entire character arc in the previous seasons. it really hurts. i don't hate him at all, i understand completely where he's coming from. what i hate is carlos' as a character (in canon at least) suffers as a direct result of the showrunner and writers' shitty plotting and writing (i think this post makes a damn good point of what i'm trying to say,) and i hate how there's nothing we can do in the face of this. i feel helpless, and it hurts to see them go down this route for the sake of 'good drama', whatever the hell they think it means. clearly the writers and the fandom as a whole have wildly different understanding of things, as clearly shown in the interviews they've done so far.

which is why, i'm willing to wait it out and see how this unfolds, even though from the snippets i've read re: the upcoming eps, i think it will piss me off and probably the fandom as a whole. at the end of the day, as the eps start airing and we slowly move past it, i think we can easily choose to take away whatever we want to from this arc, and shove the rest down in a deep, deep drawer where i personally would never revisit again.

it just really sucks for now bc we only have one ep of information to work with, and 5-6 more days to wait until the next ep. i really do appreciate posts of ppl reminding us of how they've handled previous bad arcs (tk relapsing, the breakup, gwyn's death, etc., you get the drill) that have turned out to be phenomenal in hindsight, and i'm clinging to this until the eps start airing, and we get a more coherent picture. until then, we only have each other to discuss and perhaps rant to, to try to make sense of it all.

sorry for the rant, and thank u for reading this all the way through. sending u love in the meantime, and i know we'll get through this with time.

anon i mean this with everything in my body and soul and heart.

you summed it up perfectly.

we know it’s a bad plot, and we know we will move past it, and i really think the thing that hurts the most is it does really taint their entire story so far, knowing he had this all along, but i am hoping and praying that we get more, better plot in the next few episodes, and hopefully we can shove this down and forget it ever existed.

the disconnect between these writers and the fandom is insane, though. that’s what’s getting me. it’s like tim genuinely likes making us upset. remember when his twitter handle was cancelledagain? it’s like he doesn’t care about his own show, and the real drama for him is watching us all react and hate him for the plots he pulls out of his ass.

it’s so out of left field, and it fucks with everything we’ve known so far, and that’s why i see a bunch of people giving up on this plot and show, because it feels like we have been lied to the past few years as well.

even though we haven’t. it wasn’t the truth until he sat down and wrote it in. it’s fucking dumb, and surviving on 43 minutes a week with a plot like this is exhausting.

thank you so much. please never hesitate to dm me, anon. this ask was so very appreciated.

#911 lone star #carlos reyes #tk strand #trick talks lone star #trick answers asks #trick loves their anons #ask #answer #asks #answers #answered #ls s4 #911ls #tarlos

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