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pupcuck · 3 days

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black water - one !

ft. og4!leon s. kennedy x fem!reader

tags. cop!leon, corruption, mentions of harassment/rape/drugs, body horror, raccoon city incident never happened but there r bioweapons, suicide ideation bc leon, character death, there’s smut in later chapters i promise, public sex, creampie, hate sex, slapping, choking, gore descriptions

note. hi trying something new! i know raccoon city is in the midwest somewhere but to be frank idgaf ab the usa and know nothing about any part of it so i decided that it’s a southern state in this fic bc i wanted to make reader have the cute accent bc she’s a farmer :3 only the first chapter so like um this is honestly just more of a test to see if anyone would like this erm smut comes soon prommy.. reader implied poc but like um :3 PLEASE GIMME FEEDBACK N IGNORE MISTAKES!!

summary. there is something in the water, you want it gone before it eats more than just your livelihood.

You know pigs, so you know men.

This one has blue eyes, it is the type of blue you’d dip your toes into, you let the waves lap at your calves until it drags you under. His gaze taps a gun to the back of your head and demands full attention.

He is subjecting you to himself, and you hate it.

The glint of his blue-gold badge is nebulous in the dark. “Officer Leon S. Kennedy.” He offers you a look at his ID card - has the sort of face that lets him get away with things. “Criminal Investigations Department.”

Beside him, a dog with intelligent eyes stands sentinel. Officer Kennedy drops the leash and the dog sits back on its haunches. “Now, what’s this about pigs?”

The RPD is one great big circle jerk. Brian Iron’s doctrine is an easy one to follow, and Leon is not opposed to easy. His innards spill into the middle of it all as the lump in his throat dislodges, adding to the slurry of toxic waste that coats their blackened underbelly.

There is a horrible liminal quality to the place, footfall echoes in halls lit by jaundiced bulbs. The scent of sex is a wisp of smoke in his nose as he passes the chief’s office.

Raccoon City is a backwater bog, and to match the inhabitants are insular primitive beings who cling to antiquated ways. To be stationed here by choice was a lapse in judgement - snark is the currency of social interaction.

Leon is often taken by women.

He met this one back in Brooklyn, where he and his family lived above a Deli, an older southern lady with a gap in her teeth. Had the pleasure of crossing her path—Something about her just stuck. Led him to believe that all women round these parts had big hearts and even bigger bosoms. A place to rest his head for the night, a neck to hide his face in, blonde curls just shy of silver to tickle his skin flower-pink.

She talked all like:

Well, ain’t you just the sweetest peach I’ve ever seen! Oh, I could just eat a feller like you up, get me full as a tick.

Whatever it was that she said and meant, he liked it. And so guided by the expertise of his dick, Leon landed himself here.

There are a handful of beautiful women that Leon has seen, met, fucked.

(He weeded out the ugly ones the moment he was given access to the file room.)

The thing is, small town beautiful is different to New York pretty.

He has an ex over in Manhattan who could turn the sidewalk into a catwalk. She had Leon, a man built like a god, fumbling like a teenage girl. The last girl he fucked here was homely - she had the hushed urgency of a military wife and her monotony was sobering.

One girl he dated on and off for a year or two. She worked at a car wash and she was needy. Real needy. She missed the taste of his dick so he provided her with the scent of pussy instead. Every weekend he’d drive over and watch her clean the sex from the backseat of his cruiser just because he could.

Things are slow in this marshy cesspit, a never-ending conveyer belt of nothing much. The wind carries the scent of magnolia blossoms and sewage. It gives Leon a lot of time to think of the filth that is his underfurnished life. He lowers his head to the desk, allowing himself to fall in and out of spasms of lucidity.

Leon has done bad things, but he doesn’t qualify as a bad guy. The badge and the blue forbids it. Take Redfield for example, that guy got deployed in Penamstan. Y’know what happened there? He shot a kid or two and now he can’t get it up. He’s not a bad guy, not at all, he’s got a photo of his smiling face plastered in the lobby.

He’s a hero.

The only problem folks have with him is that heroes have nice, hard cocks and they fuck for hours. No matter his sex drive atrophied by gore splattered on the barrel of his gun, or how the studded underside of his boot caused flesh to crumple like the newspaper with his name on it—It doesn’t matter. To be built like a brick shithouse and have something soft between your legs, well, that just ain’t right, is it?

Over in Penamstan, he would say, you introduce yourself over the sound of gunfire, shake hands as the earth is split in half, kill an orphan to bond.

A good man for sure. So good his little sister went ghost.

(Leon finds her postcards in the mailroom. For Redfield’s sake, he hides them in the bottom drawer of his desk alongside all sorts of ephemera. He’s acquired quite the stash.)

Valentine is alright. She’s quiet. The moral fibre has been plucked out of her with a pair of forceps, and now she doesn’t think much about where she points her gun. They often sit in shared silence, and sometimes it is like looking in a funhouse mirror that creates a shape far slinkier than his bulk.

Chambers is too nice. Vickers is fat. Burton is old. Frost is ugly. These are all irrefutable flaws, but none of them are bad, and none of it is intentional. Not bad by Leon’s standards at least.

(The entirety of the STARS unit would be better off if they stopped kissing Captain Wesker’s flat ass, but that is like asking for sympathy from the devil.)

Man, he has too much time on his hands.

“Kennedy, you busy?” Rita knocks on his desk. The fabric of her shirt creases inwards to grasp the dip of her waist as she places a hand on her hip. She’s poised, but something about her gait is wobbly.

“Mighty busy.” He nods.

What they have is not history, but something much smaller. It is a word blotted out on a torn page from a burnt book, it is ground into powder by mortar and pestle.

It is Leon’s hand in her back pocket when nobody’s around.

“I’m sure.” She straightens her spine, eyes heavy with the weight of her lashes. “Up in Black Water, something about a dead pig.”

“They have gators,” Leon points out. He may be bored to the point of suicide, but he is not in the mood to wrangle any gators.

“I know,” she says, lifting her eyes from the ground to meet his sidelong gaze, “go check it out, she sounded real spooked, take a dog if you have to.”

She, huh.

Wonder what she looks like. He hopes she has big tits. He hopes she isn’t a cousin-fucking, peat-smelling hick.

Black Water has a lot of those.

“Took ya long enough.” Your voice skims the air like a bullet, it strikes Leon in the chest.

You are she. And you, well—You’re both the needle and the spoon.

Doused in the lantern glow, the egg-whites of your eyes are streaked by small, bloody streams, your mac is zipped up to the chin, and your rainboots are the same colour of boxed rubber duckies.

You’re no sole-crushed peach, making the ground its canvas in a pitiful splatter, you’re a tart cherry that he would like to pick, melt into a glaze and store in a jar.

“Oh, we’re mighty busy.” Leon wipes Rita’s wet from his fingers on the front of his tailored pants, it’s gotten sticky like pomade. He thinks of her tailbone digging into the flesh of his stomach as he sits her on his lap.

“I bet.” You raise your brows. “How many lines did’ja do?”

Leon leans forward to watch your face with unblinking eyes. “Don’t say that too loud, Wesker’s gonna get worried, y’know, start digging through his stash.”

“Hah.” Your laugh is hidden into the collar of your mac. “He seems like the type.”

“You met him before?” An unpleasant squelch is heard when he steps where you do, it seems deliberate for a moment, that you’re avoiding a well-trodden path to give him a hard time. He stumbles forward in the dark—His shoes are fucked, and these socks deserve a funeral service.

“Think we all have.” Your body is lost in the shapelessness of your attire, clothes draped over your frame like you are more hanger than human. Effortless femininity lost to androgyny. “You’re not from these parts.”

“You don’t look like you’re from these parts, pumpkin pie,” he mocks your twang and is met with a tut.

You stop and Leon bumps into you with a grunt.

He shines his torch at the ground and isn’t quite sure of what he’s looking at. “That’s a pig alright.”

#leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy angst #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy angst #resident evil angst #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut

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hongjoongsslvt · 17 hours

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One bite ||Jeong Yunho (MDNI)

Pairing: Jeong Yunho X Fem! Reader (Non-Idol AU)

Warnings: Vampire Reader, Demon/Incubus Jeong Yunho, Deaths mentioned, Mentions of Blood, Strangers to lovers, thats all i can think off.

word count: 1.76k

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I finally put my headphones down, recognizing that I had streamed for over 6 hours, which was definitely one of my longest streams. Leaving my gaming desk, I dressed in a black overside tee and off-white sweatpants, combined with shoes and a baseball hat. I look at the wall clock that hangs directly next to the front door.

2:13 am. A great time to go prowling around the city looking for some fresh blood.

This is the society in which vampires, demons, angels, and other races live in secrecy alongside humans. So it is inherently difficult to obtain adequate nourishment, especially for vampires, whose primary source is blood. Pacts play an important function in this context.

Pacts ensure that no race exploits other races in need of nourishment.

Vampires can feed on anyone of any race, but a pact-bound vampire can only feed on its pact mate; the blood of any other living thing becomes poisonous.

I wander around town alleys, watching intoxicated folks brawl and lie around with no care in the world. I never fancied alcoholic blood, but I'm not in a position to pick favorites. It's easier to feed off a drunk than a sober individual because there's no screaming or running away.

I take a turn down the dimly lit alley, looking around for individuals or surveillance cameras. None. I proceed a few meters forward and notice a strong stench of blood. The sweetest smell I have ever encountered in my decades of life.

I see two bloodied bodies: one tall, well-toned, and the other unidentifiable and clearly dead.

"Hey, "Are you Okay?" I ask the tall, toned man.

No response.

I let out a heavy sigh as I shred the linen at his thighs, sinking my teeth in, soaking up the wonderful blood and injecting a small quantity of my fluid.

Yes, vampires can inject fluid into the region to heal the bite mark and remove the evidence. While pure-blooded vampires can heal anyone, human or vampire, as long as they are alive, the other vampires can only heal less sever wounds, the bite wounds.

I cease feeding off of him, feeling full and satisfied, and wait for the fluid to work its job. I plopped him over my shoulder and walked discreetly back home, avoiding congested areas to avoid raising suspicions.

Placing him on the couch, I prepare the water for the bath while keeping an eye on him. It wasn't the finest idea to drag an injured stranger into my home, but the sweet, addictive taste of his blood overruled my reasonable reasoning. Well, if he is good and keeps his mouth shut, it will be a win-win situation for both; otherwise, what a waste of such sweet tasting blood.

I was quickly brought out of my thoughts as I heard the person groan and wake awake.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I inquired, studying his pale skinned face, which has the nicest but most gorgeous features. What a lucky find.

"Who are you?" the man asked, standing up, his body towering over mine.

"You first, because I am the one who saved you," I answered, looking straight into his eyes. His frightening atmosphere may have worked on others, but not on me.

"I am Jung Yunho," the man said, reclining back on the couch. "Is that enough?"

"Come on, I know that you are definitely not human" I say, checking if he takes the bait, "You gotta be careful, that body is almost unrecognizable"

Despite his calm demeanor, his face was filled with misery and hatred, and he spoke with a heavy sigh.

"I am a demon, An incubus to be precise, that body has brutally murdered my foster family"

"Rest easy, I made sure not to leave evidence" I remarked, setting down a pair of clothes and a towel, "Go get a bath, you are dirty, and I hate messy stuff in my room"

He nods quietly and enters the bathroom, while I clean the couch and vacuum the house.

3:44 am.

I plop down on the couch, searching through websites to update my book collection with new releases.

"I never thought your clothes would be almost perfect fit, how tall are you?" He asks, drying his hair with a towel.

Now that I can see clearly, this man is one of the most stunning people I've ever met, with breathtakingly beautiful body proportions and an ethereal face. I hurriedly return my gaze to the screen, hoping not to be caught salivating over his appearance.

"Probably 180 or 182 cm, so yeah, i am shorter than you by mere centimeters"

"So, since you knew my identity, its only fair to tell yours"

"I am Y/N, a Vampire, purebred," I add as I pay for the books I've opted to read. "Well known to people by the name Lynn, the streamer"

"YOU ARE THAT STREAMER??" Yunho shrieked, almost deafening my hearing; his eyes were filled with joy as he plopped right next to me on the couch, unwittingly releasing his tail and horns.

"You have no idea! I'VE BEEN A FAN OF YOURS FOR A LONG TIME," he said, going into detail about my previous streaming aliases and so on.

"Easy now boy, Put those horns and tail away" I say while asnwering his never ending questions.

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I normally stream for 20 to 25 years before taking a break and starting again under a different identity so that people don't have suspicions about my race. However, it is only effective against humans, who have significantly shorter lifespans.

"I have a deal, Since you have no where to go, you can stay here, but in return, let me feed on your blood" I' proposed.

"You do realize that biting an incubus is equivalent to forming a pact?" He questioned back. "You have no choice but to feed only on me and same is the case with me"

I really screwed up; I forgot that feeding off a demon is basically forging a pact, now I am at the mercy of this Incubus.

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The days passed pleasantly; I did my daily streaming, with Yunho occasionally joining in and playing with me. Well, thanks to him, more specifically for his honey sweet voice, which brought in more subscribers and hence more money.

Once a stranger, he now assists me with my daily activities and keeps the room clean. Despite being told that his voice and game play alone are enough to cover his living expenses, he persists on doing it nevertheless.

It's adorable to see him play with his Spider-Man-themed game station and his toy collection; the once-empty guest bedroom has become his land. I look around the house, only to realize that it no longer reflects my tastes, but rather 'our tastes'.

Yunho, the more I got to know him, the more perfect he appeared to be. He took sure to keep his blood in blood packs in case he had to go outside for longer than intended, brought back plushies or anything with phrases like "This looks like you" or "This reminds me of you." My life suddenly feels really lively, and I'm wondering how I've managed to remain alone for so long.

and by the time I realized, i fell for him. My first love.

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One thing I've noticed about Yunho recently is that he's becoming paler by the day and spending most of his time curled up on his bed, and I haven't fed off of him in a long time. Unlike humans, I don't have to worry about a demon fainting or dying from blood loss, so I'd feed on him heavily at first and then stop until my desire returned.

"Yu, you gotta tell me what's wrong, I can't figure anything out unless you say so," I plead as I sat next his curled up figure on the bed.

"Its nothing, I am just having a little trouble, call mingi over and ask him to bring some meds yeah?" He whispered and shooed me off his room.

That's not it. I have to know what's wrong with him

I picked up the phone and instantly dialed Mingi's number.

"Dude, since you are the same kind as Yunho, tell me what's wrong with him" I said. "I know he spoke about his illness with you"

"Did you ask when was the last time he fed?" He inquired

Oh, the wheels in my brain started turning.

"Well he need to because the fluid provided by vampire is kind of like food to us incubus to live , but what we really need to stay healthy and replenish our powers is of course, sex" Mingi says.

"I'll call you back later," I quickly cut the call off.

"I have been feeding on him all this time and forgot that he needs to feed as well," I mentally slap myself before returning to Yunho's room.

"Yu, I have to feed off you," I add, to which he agrees and lies on his back, raising his wrist. "Do it"

I take his hand, but instead of biting my teeth into his wrist, I grasp both of his hands and straddle him. Yunho instantly stiffens and stares at me, puzzled.

"I really appreciate that you are trying to get me to feed off you, but Y/N, I want to do this with love, I dont want to just have sex for feeding, I dont want to impose on you and make you uncomfortable, I am fine with just your fluid" He looks at me with tears in his eyes.

"I love you Y/N, I genuinely do, I don't want to impose on you, you were there for me when I thought it was the end for me, and as time sped by, I got to see a lot of you. The streamer, the clumsy girl, the tech nerd, the loving one, Of course, you don't have to receive-"

I closed his mouth by kissing him. His lips felt unbelievably soft and full, and hot breath swept across my cheeks. It was a quick kiss, but long enough to let him know the feelings were reciprocal.

"I love you too, Yunho; only after meeting you did I realize that having a pact is a blessing, not a shackle; all of my lonely days are now replaced with joy and laughter; it's as if I've found everything I've ever hoped for in my life. You put life back into my spirit.

I grind my hips against him, leaning onto his body, unable to surpass the sweet whimpers.

"Yu, please~"

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REBLOGGING IS MUCH APPRECIATED ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

DO NOT PLAGIARISE

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#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez smut #atz #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez x female reader #ateez yunho #jeong yunho #yunho x reader #ateez x y/n #ateez x you #ateez x atiny #yunho imagines #ateez hard hours #ateez hard thoughts #yunho hard hours #yunho hard thoughts #ateez drabbles

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becca-e-barnes · 10 months

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Hiii I have nothing to do at work so of course I have to day dream about different dark!Bucky scenarios (I do not condone cheating but this is really hot to me aaaa)😩 like imagine your husband and Bucky have always had an ongoing rivalry, They worked together, went to college together, hated every ounce of each other. One night you’re at the bar with your friends when Bucky comes over to you and buys you drink after drink after drink, taking you back to his house. He’s throwing you on his bed and ripping your clothes off, kissing you hungrily. “Get ready baby, this is gonna be much tougher than you’re used to.” “Please.” “Yeah? Is he not satisfying you baby? This pretty pussy deserves to be treated right, luckily I’m here now.” He’s so rough with you, fucking you harshly, the dirty talking is driving you crazy. He’s so cocky and cruel, bending you in several different positions and pounding into you for hours. If only you had seen the camera… (part 2??? Bucky making your husband watch the video 😭) -💒

This, a thousand times over 😵‍💫 and I can just imagine throwing all the stuff at him that you wouldn't dream of doing with your husband. Maybe your husband really doesn't let you explore your fantasies and if you've got one chance to do that, you're determined to take it.

Especially if Bucky is quite a bit rougher than you're used to while still being so respectful. He got the impression that you're not being fucked how you want to be and he wants to give you everything you dream of when you touch yourself. He's not necessarily rough with you because he wants to be. He's rough because that's what you want.

If he's feeling extra filthy too, he'd fuck you in the bed you share with your husband. You're on your hands and knees on the bed, presenting your glistening pussy to him, enjoying the sensation of him smearing your arousal over the tip of his cock.

"Fuck, do you know how bad I want this?" He hums quietly, trailing his leaking tip over your slick folds. "Do you know how badly I want to press inside you? You've made such a mess. Bet you feel like fuckin' Heaven and he doesn't even appreciate it."

With his free hand, Bucky grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing just enough that you feel it hurt.

"Don't want to rush this though." His tip lines up with your entrance, teasing the little fluttering hole and God, you're desperate. "I want to take my time. Want to make sure every time your head hits this pillow, you remember how it feels to have every. Last. Inch of me slip inside you."

You can't have him wait any longer though so you press your hips back onto him, feeling just the tip slide into you. "Good girl, that's it. Fuck yourself on me. You need this, don't you? You need to be fucked right for a change."

He's not wrong. You couldn't stop now, even if you wanted to so you keep going, taking all of him. The weight of him inside you is delightful.

"Oh God, you're perfect. You feel like you were made for me." He doesn't dare move. Instead, he takes a second to just enjoy the wet heat of your body and the snug fit of you around his cock.

"You are. A fucking. Dream." He tests the water with a few shallow thrusts, rutting his tip against the sweet spot inside you. You're so wet, you're convinced you must be dripping onto the sheets and your eyes roll back in your head at the very thought.

This is how sex is supposed to feel. You didn't think you could crave anyone the way you do now. "Buck, please." You whimper, rolling your hips back against him, pressing him as deep inside you as possible. "Don't be gentle."

You hear him groan and feel his fingertips trail down your spine, making you arch your back into the bed. "Is that what you need, sweetheart? Can tell just by looking at you that you need it hard and fast and rough tonight. I'll be gentle with you tomorrow morning, I promise. Gotta work some of that tension out of you first. Bet you haven't cum in months."

You don't like that he can tell so easily but you're not surprised either. The first sharp thrust knocks the air from your lungs but all you hear is a pathetic sob, followed by the crack of a hard spank to your ass and the blossoming, stinging pain he's inflicted.

You're not surprised that it only makes you wetter.

#asks answered <3 #💒 anon #becca writes spice #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky barnes smut #I've got no words for what I've just written #I think I made myself dizzy #I want to give this like nine more parts eughhhhhh #and I think I'll definitely give it at least one more #tw: cheating #there's nothing I love more than finding someone you just click with #I usually stick with the same hairdresser #but my hair was sitting weird and I was desperate to get it cut so I went to a different stylist at the same place I usually go to #and we just vibed #she's the coolest #within half an hour we were planning how she's gonna tell the new man she's seeing that she's starting her first round of IVF #We talked the entire 3 hours I was there #and she said she hopes her daughter turns out like me 🥺🥺#like no girl I swear you don't #but that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said

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he-who-devours · 3 months

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My friend: you are the forest to me

Me: *cries*

#otherkin #cryptidkin #therian #real events #sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me

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send-me-a-puffalope · 3 months

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I hope you realise you are almost single handedly responsible for my growing obsession of Elizabeth lail

If obsession is contagious then call me COVID-19 cause I don’t stop spewing utter nonsense.

#this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me #ask!!!#anon

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moominpopzz · 23 days

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Got upset thinking ab my ex for a second then I remembered one of my friends said to me recently “Have I ever told you your smile makes me want to explode into a kabillion pieces?” after I’ve spent years being insecure about my teeth and had recently also gotten insecure about how my top lip looks when I do and also have just bascially never had someone compliment my smile before

#chat what do we think should I kiss her next time/J #it was genuinely one of the sweetest things anyone’s ever said to me though #everytime I get insecure when starting to smile now I think about it #I love her:(((/p #moomins yapping<3

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scattered-winter · 9 months

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horrifying self recognition through the other aside this has been an actually not terrible start to The Family Gathering tbh

#my cousin who i havent really seen in a while came up to me and asked abt my pronouns because i came out to the fam a while ago #and he didnt really remember what id said (which. fair. its a big family w lots of things to remember)#and so he asked what my pronouns were and i told him and he promised that if he ever messed up i needed to make him #do like 5 or 10 pushups lmao #and ngl. its the sweetest thing anyone in this family has ever said to me abt that #everyone else has kinda just. moved on. and either forgotten that im not a girl or purposefully ignoring it.#and idk maybe i should stand up for myself a little more but ive been practically a doormat all my life #and idk. its hard using my voice and establishing boundaries when ive let ppl bulldoze over me for almost 20 years.#sigh. anyway.#im gonna be thinking about that all day tbh it was genuinely so sweet #and i am also being consumed by The Loneliness again <3 #just. i want someone to just talk to about all this??? someone who isnt in my family because they all have stakes in it too?????#we're all grieving. i aint special.#i just want to talk to someone about it in person so they can hold my hand while i cry myself to sleep because ngl #thats what it looks like we're doing tonight #im just. tired of feeling alone in this enormous family where it seems like im the only odd man out #and also ykw the Not Having Any Irl Friends loneliness too. thats also pretty significant.#not saying my internet friends arent great i love yall so so so much but it has just been .#a really really long time since ive had a good cry n hug session w someone.#sigh. im tired i need to go to bed #winter speaks #personal

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476b · 3 months

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hehehehe

#the new guy ive been seeing surprised me w this #like holy fuuuuuuuck im so happy #literally he was over on tuesday #we played some taiko and he asked 'hey why dont you have a drum controller' an i said 'i really want one but its expecsive'#and today he sent me a 'check your front door :)' text #quite possibly the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me #the bar is on the floor etc etc but like 🥺 he thought of me #and got me something i really wanted 🥺#and paid for two day shipping 🥺🥺🥺#weve known each other like 2 weeks btw

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ughgoaway · 4 months

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also (late) merry christmas ace!! hope you’ve been having a nice holiday season *a spam of virtual hugs

ur little fics have genuinely made these last few months for me and i know you panic every time u post them and never seem to think they’re good enough (the anxiety is relatable tbh 😭)- but they genuinely make my days when i come home and see that youve posted smth so…personally who needs one day of christmas when i can get silly little blurbs and writings from u ab our fav au family all year round :D

just wanted to say a quick hello; bff anon loves u ace <33

oh merry late Christmas to you too my love!!!

this ask literally made me CRY. my mascara is everywhere rn, and I do not even care. my sweatshirt is stained black, and I couldn't be happier about it.

words can not even say how much this means to me, I overthink about everything I post and genuinely consider deleting everything weekly, so knowing someone loves my work is just so so amazing to me.

the fact that I make you feel even fractionally better inspires me to write SO MUCH. and all your ideas and contributions to this au have made it so much better and more fun.

you have made my year AMAZING. and I. LOVE. YOU.

it makes my day whenever you send an ask!!!! I love hearing from you. Genuinely, I am the no.1 bff anon stan. I'm obsessed with you basically....

you should see how I react when I get an ask from you... I giggle like a school girl and re-read it like 10 times, it's so funny.

YOU ARE QUITE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER. WHO NEEDS CHRISTMAS WHEN I HAVE SILLY LITTLE ASKS FROM YOU!!!!!

I love you soooooo much, this has made my entire fucking month 10000x better. I am giving you a kiss on the forhead rn. MWUAH <333333

(p.s. I am working on the incredible ask you sent yesterday and can't wait to scream about it with you :)))))) )

#WHY AM I SOBBING IN BED RIGHT NOW #HOW AM I SO LUCKY TO GET THE SWEETEST ANONS #bff i LOVE YOU.#this might the nicest thing a human being has ever said to me....#i cant quite believe anyone likes anything from my brain this much.#you are the most kind and thoughtful person ever.#i will be re-reading this whenever i am self conscious to remind myself that people are lovely and i should be less insane!!!!!!!#bff anon <33333 #anon!#teacher au!

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caryophyllenes · 4 months

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it always feels kind of shitty when i tell people at work that I've never left the state and they all react with pity or confusion about why i haven't.

but yesterday i was having lunch with this very nice lady at the office i was visiting, and it came up in conversation that i haven't been outside of Texas yet. i was already dreading the usual responses i get, but she immediately broke out into this huge grin and said, "oh my gosh, you have so much life to live!"

#it was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me #shes right i do have so much life to live #she told me abt how she didnt start traveling until her mid 30s and how much shes enjoyed it #literally keep (happy) crying when i think abt it. i have so much life to live #README

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bewilderedbunny · 11 months

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Having someone compliment your laugh/smile is actually one of the best things in the world

#i was laughing at one of my own jokes (as per usual) at a piercing shop and the piercer stopped what she was doing #to tell me she loved my laugh #and that its the kind of laugh that makes you feel warm #and i think that may be the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me #now im emotional #just something about 'hey the way you express joy makes me feel happy' is so special #sally says stuff #personal

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passivenovember · 1 year

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hello i am coming here straight from ao3 <3 i just. literally read every single harringrove fic you’ve ever written and holy shit, you are incredible. the way each steve&billy are different in your fics and yet feel so familiar? you’re easily one of the best writers this fandom has and i’m forever honest to god indebted to you. also, i wanted to ask if you would be down to continue super dark times 2? i think the duffer brothers should just adapt your series as a screenplay at this point. god knows they can’t write half as well as you.

This,,,,,is SO kind. I read it last night and I had no words and even now, after a full night's sleep, I still don't know how to articulate what it means that you would not only read my work on ao3 but follow up here with such a sweet compliment. Thank you so so so so much, you're an angel and I'm going to tuck this into my heart and carry it around with me for rainy days.

*hides under the table* I almost passed out reading this. I don't know about me being one of the best writers in this fandom, I feel like such a sham all the time, but I thank you for saying that. This place is stacked, wall to wall, with heart and soul and oozing genius. (and i have to take this moment to applaud some of my personal favorites @cherry-sorry @eternalgoldfish @lazybakerart @witchsickness @heck-in-a-handbasket @cherrydreamer @steviespanties @chrisbitchtree @catharrington and so many others. There are a great many INCREDIBLE devoted, compassionate, kind, and talented artists in this fandom. Go check out their work!)

As for SDT2, the short answer is yes! I plan to return to it very shortly. One of my writing resolutions this year is to go back and do a big re-write for the series. It was the first thing I ever scribbled and published that wasn't a theatrical play, and it was my first swing at writing fanfiction period. While I'm still proud of it, I'd like to move things around, add additional chapters, and take my time making it something special. It deserves more than the amount of attention I gave it.

AAhhhhh, thank you again for everything. I hope you have a wonderful week <3

#harringrove #this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me #yall can't tell me NOTHING #I'm about to be so insufferable

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