#don't worry abt the eye she got a new one

[dykeferatu]

sometimes u start drawing something as a joke but then u realize u could actually make it look really cool if u wanted and it completely gets away from u. anyway.

taeho (he/she) and his lovely sire jaeyoon (they/them) from a cyberpunk crossover chronicle :) textless under the cut

#edit: changed the text color so it's more readable hi. #q: why is jaeyoon naked #a: well they were wearing clothes but they had to take them off to transform rq #also free the nipple #don't worry abt the eye she got a new one #anyway. i'm so proud of how this game out omfg #my art #oc: taeho #ch: jaeyoon #chronicle: cmnd & cntrl #doodles #vtm #vtm oc #vampire the masquerade #cyberpunk #tzimisce #vamily #eye trauma #gore #world of darkness

[jymwahuwu]

Hello, it's my first time asking and it took me a lot of courage to do this. So I recently had a thought about what if the reader and Jing Yuan were childhood friends and she used to tease him a lot when they were younger but then she did something to get exiled from the Xianzhou and became part of the stellaron hunters but came back with blade and Kafka like in the story but after the whole phantiliya battle was finished she still stayed on the Luofu for awhile for nostalgia but got captured by the cloud nights and she was sent to see the general himself. But all this time the reader thought the general would have hated her for what she did but instead of hating her he was waiting for her to come back so he could see her and tease her like how she did to him. Idk if anyone else has already sent an idea like this but I just wanted to share my thoughts and I think it would be a pretty interesting storyline. Sorry if I was rambling but it's okay if you don't write abt this I'll be fine if you just gave some thoughts about it. Thank you for reading this idea of mine and don't worry about answering fast I know you have a lot going on in your life so just take care of yourself! (Also sorry if there are some things that didn't make sense I'm too scared to look back at what I wrote)

Love this idea!! It’s interesting and you expressed it clearly. Don't be afraid <3

Ah…turning the tables…my favourite 🤤😌 please provide me with more

-CW: yandere, non-con, kidnapping, threaten

In childhood, you and Jing Yuan were friends. Jing Yuan has precocious wisdom and is out of place among his peers, but you don't respect him. Maybe just…jealousy? These are for some childish reasons, maybe he gets perfect marks every time, he gets candy but you don't, and parents on both sides compare you to him. In your eyes, Jing Yuan is just a white-haired little boy who is similar to you. You occasionally pull his soft white hair, make him some strange braids, and often tease him, such as giving him nicknames and laughing at him. The strange thing is that Jing Yuan has never been angry with you and is as tolerant to you as the ocean.

As you grow older, you gradually drift away from each other. You also know that he joined the Cloud Knights and eventually… succeeded general. Seeing him on the Space Channel, the childhood friend you used to tease, became one of the leaders of this space civilization, and you had really mixed emotions.

You have taken your own path in life, become a member of the Stellaron Hunters, and fallen into the gray area. You and the members pick up Blade and accept him as a new member. I heard that he used to be Jing Yuan's best friend, but when you asked him about it, you found that his memory was also blurred.

Just like you.

Looking back on the past and reviving those faded memories, you are a little unsure whether Jing Yuan really never got angry, or whether you subconsciously beautified this memory. How can this be? He definitely hates you.

Before setting off back to Luofu, Elio's message said that this time the script is about Kafka, Blade and you. He tells you to be careful of General Luofu because this time you have only one fate, which is to be [caught], and only this fate can continue your destiny. It seems that most of the details are no longer visible, and your fate is shrouded in mist. You couldn't help but feel funny and told them you'd be fine.

What can Jing Yuan do to you?

However, the wanted portrait is indeed painted lifelike, in Xianzhou's traditional style. It's hard not to think that Jing Yuan provided an extremely detailed proposal in painting the wanted poster about you. It's kind of creepy.

You rescued Blade according to the flow of the script and met with Kafka. While they went to find the rumored Imbibitor Lunae, you spent some time reminiscing on Luofu. Just a moment. The moment you stepped into that familiar place, you immediately fell into unconsciousness. There was a very slight tingling sensation on your neck, like a small ant biting you, and then you fell into the boundless darkness.

When you woke up… your wrists were already locked with iron chains wrapped in feathers, right at the head of the bed. If you don't pay attention, the chain can even become invisible. Accompanying it was the general's narrowed smile, a little mocking but still gentle. The enlarged smile is right in front of you.

"Jing Yuan?! What are you doing?" A kiss electrified your heart. You watched in shock as your childhood friend held the back of your head and kissed you, lingeringly, lovingly. His eyes were closed, as if he was enjoying it, murmuring your name while kissing you. You pushed and kicked him, but he enveloped you like a quilt, crushing you. He places you in the mating position and bottoms out his cock inside you, emptying out his long-unreleased seed.

"Jing Yuan…? Stop! Stop this…"

Jing Yuan won't stop teasing you - you are too cute for him and that doesn't change. He continued to whisper lewd things in your ear, and occasionally lied about having sent a video of your orgasm to people who hated Stellaron Hunters. Your eyes were as wide as a frightened deer and you sucked his cock with resignation, tears falling. And the number of orgasms is so humiliating, you always deny it… You will not lose to the Jing Yuan you used to tease…

Jing Yuan likes you, but does not deny the possibility. Maybe Jing Yuan once really hated you, maybe he hated you during those teasings, but a long life is like peeling off the peel of a fruit in the end, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside. What remains are those sparkling memories. Your bright smile stayed in his memory.

#jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail x reader #yandere hsr #yandere hsr x reader #yandere honkai star rail #yandere jing yuan #yandere jing yuan x reader #honkai x reader

[ddejavvu]

MEIII!!!! Hope you had a good day!!!!

I was thinking 🤔🤔🤔 an ex gf of Hotch comes to work w the BAU & they hadn’t told anyone abt it but the Bau girls help R unpack find photo albums old pictures of her and their boss (hot)

You had intended to be more careful when letting your new teammates dig through boxes in your apartment, but they had each brought over bottles of wine as housewarming gifts, and the first thing you'd come across were your glasses. So now that there's a healthy buzz over your brain, making it just a little bit hard to focus, you don't notice Penelope reaching into the box that says memories.

She squeals at a baby picture of you, an album full of your childhood memories in her hands. You think nothing of it, still slightly intoxicated to where you don't forsee the next album she'll pick up. Emily and JJ flock to her side, crooning and cooing over your past self, but when they shut the album and reach for the next, and your brain finally switches on, you're not fast enough to stop them.

"Woah, that guy- holy shit," Emily laughs, her own mind clouded as she points sloppily at the man kissing your cheek in the first photo, "That guy looks like Hotch."

JJ snorts, but Penelope falls silent.

Of course, you think, of course she's seen pictures of when he was younger. You'd expect nothing less from the BAU's resident snoop.

"That is Hotch," She breathes, alcohol be damned as she puts the puzzle pieces together, "Oh my god, you dated Hotch!"

"Oh," Emily laughs, eyes wide and giddy and dazed, "You dated Hotch!"

"I- I didn't date Hotch," You huff exasperatedly, wine forgotten on the counter, "I dated a man from law school. He was not the same person."

"You mean this was before someone shoved a stick up his ass?" JJ eyes you incredulously, "I thought it was placed there at birth."

"He doesn't have a stick up his ass!" You feel the inexplicable urge to defend your boss, despite him having left you reeling in college, "He's- he's got issues. Stuff you don't even know about. Everyone does, we've all- we've all got issues."

"What happened?" Penelope asks, her voice soft and worried, "He didn't cheat on you, did he?"

"No!" You let out a huffy laugh, "No, he didn't cheat on me. We just parted ways because- well, our schedules were tight. We never saw each other, when I had a day off he was working, and vice versa. He wanted someone with a more adjustable schedule."

"That's not fair," Penelope's eyes glaze over with tears, that you're sure are only partially from the wine she's consumed, "That's not fair, to stop loving someone because they're busy. He was busy too, what- why were you the problem?"

"It wasn't like that," You gush, but it was entirely like that, "Listen, we were both stressed all the time. I don't know if you've ever tried to be lawyers, but it sucks. And- and we never saw each other, and we were young, and stupid, and we hated our jobs but we couldn't quit, and- and it was a mess! And I'm glad," You peter off your emotional speech with a soft whimper, "I'm glad he found someone who had the time to love him. Because both of us deserved that, just-" You sniffle, your eyes stinging with tears, "Only one of us got it."

"Oh, honey," JJ laments, reaching for you with both hands now that her wine glass is set aside. You dodge her hands, though, excusing yourself with a shitty excuse and a hurried walk to the bathroom.

There's no tissues. Of course there's no tissues, you haven't had a moment to live in this apartment since you'd set foot in it. Work was always getting in the way, like it had for your entire life.

You're not angry at Aaron for leaving you. You weren't a good fit for each other, not with your careers taking off as they were. In all honesty, you might have broken up with him yourself if it had gone on any longer. But you're jealous in a way, that he found someone who had the time for him while you didn't. And that's not his fault, you shouldn't be resentful that he found love just because you didn't. Your feelings for him comes from loneliness, not anger. But they read the same, and you're sure your new teammates think you're silently raging at your new unit chief.

After a quick wash of your face in the sink and a makeshift toilet paper tissue, you step back out into the living room, three pairs of eyes trained immediately on you.

"I appreciate that you're taking my side here," You hum, a knot in your throat the size of a fist, "But it's a closed matter. We haven't spoken in years, and I feel like we still haven't. He's different now, he's not the man I dated, and I would like it if you would be able to forget that this happened."

Emily is the first to speak up, "Okay. Okay, honey, we understand. But- but please don't ignore your feelings if they're starting to resurface. At the very least, you deserve closure."

"And hey," JJ smiles, trying to look eager but looking mostly sad, "If you wanna give things another shot, he's single and you work with him. At least all the time you spend working now is with him, too."

"Yeah," You let out a light chuckle, still bogged down by the ghost of the tears you'd wiped away in the bathroom. Penelope can't take it anymore, and rushes in for a squeeze.

"Oh, sweetheart," She gushes, "It'll work out! I bet you're gonna have this crazy-sweet second chance romance kind of thing, and we'll all be at your wedding!"

"Slow down," You laugh, thankful that you have her shoulder to snuggle into, "We haven't even acknowledged that we used to date yet. Let's wait until the proposal to start talking about the wedding."

A good-natured laugh is shared throughout your small apartment, and the photo album is set back in its box for safekeeping. They give you the courtesy of unpacking it yourself, just in case any stray memories come to haunt you. You're grateful for it, and it's easy to slip back into your wine-fueled giggle fest while working on your bookshelf instead.

--

Mere miles away, Aaron is sitting on the floor of his bedroom. There's a photo album in his lap, one half of a pair, the other half of which he hopes isn't in a landfill somewhere. His eyes are trained on a photo you'd taken on winter break from your sophomore year of school, skis strapped to your feet and poles in your hands as Aaron hugged you from behind. You'd done the Titanic pose on the side of the ski hill, your arms outstretched and Aaron's face twisted over your shoulder to gaze endearingly at you. It's a blurry photo, because your friends had taken it from the bottom of the slope, but the memories of it are crisp in his head.

He hears the patter of little feet down the hallway, and doesn't have the energy to close the book before Jack sees it.

"Daddy?" His son's little voice asks, "Who's that?"

"Do you recognize," He hums, flipping to a clearer picture of the two of you, and pointing to himself, "Him?"

Jack's face scrunches, nose wrinkled and eyes squinted, "Is that you, daddy?"

"It is me," Aaron chuckles, "I looked younger, huh?"

"Yeah," Jack nods emphatically, poking at his dad's cheeks, 'Now you have wrinkles."

Aaron scoffs, "Thanks, bud. What'cha need?"

"I'm just bored," Jack huffs, looking back at the picture displayed in the book, "That's not Mommy. Why are you kissing her?"

"I met her before I met your mommy," Aaron hums, ghosting his pointer finger over the page, "But we broke up. Then your mommy and I got married."

"Why did you break up?" Jack cocks his head to the side, "You didn't love her as much as Mommy?"

"I loved her," Aaron muses, "But we both had really busy jobs. And we never saw each other, so it made us sad. So we broke up so that we wouldn't be so sad anymore."

"Oh." Jack frowns, "Okay. I'm sorry you were sad."

"It's okay, buddy," Aaron slings an arm around Jack's side, kissing his chubby cheek, "I'm not sad anymore. Well- sort of. Do you know why I'm looking at these pictures?"

Jack shakes his head, "Mm-mm. Why?"

"She joined my team," Aaron informs his son, watching the gears in his brain turn. "So I'm a little bit sad now, because seeing her makes me remember how sad I was when we broke up."

"But," Jack drags out the vowel, "If she's on your team now, then you see her all the time! And you were sad because you didn't get to see her, but now you can be happy again!"

"That's- uh, kind of." Aaron shuts the book, turning to face Jack fully, "I think I might be a little bit sad forever about us breaking up."

"Forever," Jack frowns, relying heavily on the fact that he's been told he'll never be sad forever, "Why?"

"Because we can't fix it." Aaron sighs, "We can't go back in time and stay together."

"But you can date her now," Jack prods, and wow, Aaron needs to give him more credit, "Why do you have to be sad forever?"

"You'd be okay with me dating someone else?" Aaron asks carefully, "Someone who isn't your Mommy?"

"It it makes you happy again," Jack nods, "I don't want you to be sad forever, Daddy."

Aaron's struck with tears that he tries to tamp down. His nose runs, and he sniffles shakily, "Thank you, bud. You're sweet, you know that?"

"Mm-hm," Jack nods, "Penny tells me."

"Yes she does," Aaron laughs, a watery sound as he pulls Jack in for a hug, "Every time she makes you cookies, she tells you you're sweeter. You should know by now."

"So," Jack gets right to the point, "Are you gonna date her again, Daddy?"

"I don't know," Aaron hums, "Maybe. I have to ask her, first. And I don't think I should ask her right away."

"You should share your lunch with her," Jack instructs, "I gave Ellie one of my oreos at lunch, and now she's my girlfriend."

Aaron's brows raise, "Wow. Do you like having a girlfriend?"

"Yeah." Jack nods simply, "She's nice to me. We take turns pushing each other on the swings."

"Well, maybe we'll both have girlfriends soon," Aaron grins at his son, "Do you think we should go out on a double date? Like, we both take our girlfriends out to eat together?"

"Yeah!" Jack shouts, enthused by the idea, "We should go to get ice cream, though. Ellie really likes chocolate."

"Okay," Aaron chuckles, letting Jack wander off to pick through his toy box, renewed hope in his chest at the thought of sitting side-by-side with you in an ice cream parlor, "Sounds like a plan, bud!"

#aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner headcanon #aaron hotchner headcanons #aaron hotchner hc #aaron hotchner hcs #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotchner x reader

[rowretro]

Running from riki

Just a lil fluff imagine I wrote on wp

Warnings: none rlly just a bunch of cuteness<3

also im new to writting on here so idk how to make it pretty pls help

"Baby, listen, the whole time your hand will be in mine hmm? I don't want no running off kay?" Niki asked in a soft yet stern tone as You smiled nodding. Within the 5 seconds in which you entered the mall, your feet were itching to run to the nearest store, your mind already running from store to store as your eyes scanned the whole place.

"Baby- remember what I said-" Riki added, his eyes narrowing to the littlun beside him "Of course baby I will- OOH CLOTHES-" There you go, running to the clothing shop but Riki was quick to act...

In one swift move, he pulled you into his arms, hugging her securely as he stared down at your slightly flustered figure "What did I tell you, princess?" Riki asked as you hid your face in his chest.

The male smiled at this action, softly letting go, his hand still gripping onto yours as they walked through the mall. Yet again, your feet were taking you to all kinds of stores, Riki being quick to act, pulling her back, cautiously not wanting to injure her arm.

His eyes suddenly fell on a running toddler, the toddler's parents' holding the toddler on a leash "Babe- I think we need to go to a store that sells those leashes-" Riki pointed out as you giggled, mischievously.

"why? are we going to have a baby???" You asked giggling at the way his expression changed "WHAT- EH- NO- ONE BABY Y/N IS ENOUGH FOR ME-" Riki defended himself as you just laughed more at the poor boy.

"So what if I can't get a kids leash thingy- I can always get a dog leash- Im sure it'll fit around your neck-" Riki said as y/n kicked his ass. "OW-" Riki yelled and within seconds she ran off in a random direction.

"She a runner?" A man randomly asked, sighing as Riki noded, with a sigh "She's a runner she's a track star-" he replied "Mine too- so I put her on a leash-" the male said, pointing at his daughter as Riki simply walked away, searching for You.

"There you are, princess- I swear we're going to have to do online shopping from now on if you keep running like this-" Riki sighed as you giggled "But babe that's boring-" You whined as Riki placed a soft peck on your forehead.

His hand held onto yours again as you two left the store. Was it annoying? yes, was it exhausting? yes, but either way it made him happy.

It made him happy to see his beloved giggle and run happily when with him, and on top of that, it gave him a reason to hold your hand more often, he loved the thought of everyone in the store knowing he's your boyfriend and you're his girlfriend.

And overall, he loves you, the most important reason why he tolerates your chaos. "BABY BABY BABYYY- SCREW MC DONALDS IT'S TOO EXPENSIVE- LET'S GO WINGSTOP!" You squealed as Riki snickered, placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

"As you wish princess~" The boy smiled, his hand firmly holding yours, as he matched your speedy pace, the 2 of you walking to the food court as you ordered your food.

Poor Riki was met with an empty space beside him when he got the food, the male sighed as he looked around, only to see you sitting by an empty table, cleaning off the crumbs from the people before.

He walked over to you, hurriedly, hoping to not lose you again, he placed the food on the table and hugged you tightly. "You really are a runner- you scared me for a split second I thought I really lost you-" Riki mumbled as you blushed at his words.

You kissed his lips softly as you looked up at him "You know- you're really cute when you're shy- and worried- but don't worry- Im not going to disappear that easily-" You smiled as Riki ruffled your hair.

(A/n: This is cute-ish I guess- BUT WHY DID I PICTURE LILY TUCKER PRITCHET TRYING TO RUN IN DISNEY LAND WHILE MITCH/CAM HELD HER ON A LEASH? IF YK WHICH EP IM TALKING ABT)

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen niki #ni ki #nishimura niki #enhypen niki ff #ni ki imagines #niki enhypen #niki reaction #niki scenarios #niki x reader #enhypen riki

[neonghostlights]

what abt grumpy!rockstar!eddie x sunshine!shy!reader , enemies to lovers shes like his managers daughter so shes always around him & maybe her dad trusts eddie not knowing he hates her , her dad goes on a trip for a meeting so shes alone with just the boys & he says something mean to her in front of everyone so she immediately gets up and leaves but she gets in an accident and eddie is the first one there cuz he actually loves her 🤭🤭

Hi!!!! So, I changed it around a bit, so it wasn’t exactly like Wasted Years! I hope you still like it! Also, Eddie isn't so grumpy, and reader isn't so sunshiney I don't know what happened I'm sorry. AND it's kinda Halloween themed!

Warnings: cussing, everyones in their thirties, kinda doesn't make sense, panic attack, Eddie is mean to reader and cusses at her (once)

Wordcount: 2k

Fake Fangs

“And I expect you to behave. Both of you,” your dad said, eyes narrowed in the way dads do when they see through your bullshit. 

The room was tense. There was an invisible yet heated standoff happening that everyone in the room could feel. 

“It’s not me you have to worry about. It’s him,” you shot a glare to Eddie who sat smugly on the recliner in your dads home. 

You would think that Eddie would have something better to do with his time than to hang out at his manager's house in his free time. You think that maybe he did it just to torture you. 

Eddie had everything in the world, yet he still made a point to bother you. 

Your father was taking a well deserved vacation. After nearly ten years of putting up with Corroded Coffin’s shenanigans he was going to the beach on a month-long trip with his new girlfriend. You were happy for him and hoping that he would relax for once. 

You dad was a hands-on person, never trusting anyone else to assist him with managing the band. Since there was no one else to watch over Corroded Coffin while he was gone, you were his most trusted person. 

You had a career of your own, a business to run too. But all of that was being put on the back burner and into the  hands of trusted assistants and colleagues just so you could babysit a band of men. 

“I’m serious. All of you need to act your age or I wont go at all,” your dad demanded, arms crossed in a way that told you he meant business. 

You didn’t want your dad to miss his vacation. He had worked so hard for so long. He deserved a break. 

“We can behave. I promise.” You sighed, cutting your eyes at Eddie across the room. You were silently begging him to agree. 

“We’ll behave. Don’t worry,” Eddie reassured him. 

Your dad looked between the two of you a few times, knowing that you were lying but not wanting to cancel the trip he had already paid for. 

You smiled as he grabbed the handle of his suitcase and wheeled to the door where his girlfriend was already waiting impatiently in the uber. He opened the door and stepped outside, turning to say one last thing to you before he left. 

“Their schedule is on the counter. I left a list of numbers to get in touch with me and anyone else you might need while I’m gone. If you have any questions please call-” 

“Yeah, yeah. We’ll be fine. Bye!” Eddie cut your dad off as he got up and shut the door in his face. 

You turned wide eyed to Eddie, scrambling for the door handle which Eddie blocked with his body. 

“You know if you open that door right now he’ll just come back inside,” Eddie said as he shielded the door. 

You groaned, knowing he was right and that the timer had officially started for your babysitting duties. 

You got along with the band, you really did. You were twenty when your dad started to manage them, around the same age as the rest of them. They were new on the scene and fresh out of Hawkins, Indiana. Your dad built them up to where they are now. 

He took on a fatherly role to them over the years. You would think that that would mean you would be close with them but that didn’t happen. The rest of the guys were okay but the thorn in your side was Eddie Munson. 

You had a front row seat to watch him go from a cocky twenty something year old to a super cocky and famous thirty something year old. 

You were always butting heads over everything. You thought that maybe Eddie Munson lived to spite you. He had his own, very large, home but he never stayed there. Instead he happened to just show up whenever you were at your dads house. You had no clue how many of your visits had been ruined by him. 

“Oh, don’t look so upset to have to work with me,” Eddie cooed with an exaggerated fake pout. 

“I am not upset. If I was upset that would mean that I care about working with you. And I don’t,” you said as you grabbed the things your dad left for you and went to head out the door. You didn’t care if you were leaving the band alone there. At this point they all had a damn key to your childhood home. 

You still remember the horrible feeling when you walked into Eddie reading your diary in your childhood bedroom that your dad refused to pack up for some reason. 

The rest of the band was silent, knowing that if they got into the middle of this then it wouldn’t end well for them. 

“Whatever you tell yourself to make yourself feel better, sweetheart,” Eddie called after you as you stomped out the door. 

The night was a disaster. 

It was a week and a half into your month-long managing gig and it was already falling apart. 

You and Eddie had fought for the past two days over what was written down on the schedule your dad had written for you. 

You told him that the schedule said they had to arrive at the interview at seven. Eddie said it was at six thirty. 

And then that’s when you started arguing. 

You never understood why your dad insisted on doing this all on his own. You were so exhausted already. 

It didn’t help that it was the weekend before Halloween and instead of celebrating like you wanted to, you were stuck working. You just wanted a relaxing night, maybe watching some Halloween movies and eating too much candy. 

It was supposed to be a Halloween themed interview with the band on a live talk show. Just something small to promote their new album. All the guys were dressed in their respective costumes with Eddie dressed as Dracula, fake sharp teeth in his mouth and fake blood dripping down his chin. In the car he decided to take his finger and drip it in the fake blood, dabbing two little dots on your neck to make it look like he bit. 

You rolled your eyes and ignored it as he pressed his pinky into your neck, not giving him a reaction. 

You thought you were winning the argument over the start time, since you literally had the schedule in hand that your dad had written out himself. Eddie insisted that you call the studio to double check but you decided not to since you knew you were right. 

But that all came crashing down when you fought through LA traffic to get to the studio just to find out the interview was really at six thirty and Eddie had missed it. 

Everyone was already on edge from listening to you and Eddie argue in the car all the way here. The rest of the band just turned and silently walked away as Eddie glared at you. 

“Don’t give me that look,” you snapped at Eddie, the poor assistant that gave you the bad news stared at you in shock with their clipboard held tightly to their chest. 

“I wouldn’t have to give you a look if you just knew how to do your fucking job instead of worrying about being right all of the time,” Eddie yelled, voice echoing off the walls. 

Everyone bustling around the backstage area stopped and stared for a moment, all eyes pointed towards the poor person that was at the end of Eddie Munson’s wrath.

Your brain short circuited as you stared up at Eddie. He was red and the face and breathing deeply like he was trying to calm himself down. 

Not once in the ten years that you knew him had Eddie ever yelled at you or even raised his voice. 

You glanced around the room, seeing all of the stares of the people wanting to get a glimpse of the drama. 

You couldn’t take it anymore so you ran. 

Your arms started to tingle and your breathing became harder as you stumbled out into the daylight, temporarily becoming blinded by the late sun still shining through the clouds. 

You held up a hand, shielding your eyes and bumping into someone. They cursed at you but you didn’t stop until you walked around to a secluded side of the building. 

The bricks bit into your back as you leaned against them, trying to get a full breath in. You started to panic more, a hand clutched to your throat willing it to let air through. 

You felt so stupid to have let Eddie win and embarrass you in front of all of those people. Your dad would be so disappointed in you when he found out what happened. Even though he wrote down the wrong time it was on you to double check that it was right. 

And you didn’t do that because you wanted to prove you were right to Eddie. 

The world seemed fuzzier than it had been before and you barely noticed you were fighting your hands being pulled away from your face until you felt the calloused fingers gripping them tightly, squeezing until you let go of the death grip you had on your skin. 

“Hey. Breathe,” he commanded, firm yet gentle. 

“I-I can’t,” you gasped out, unknowingly listening to his command. 

“You’re okay,” he hushed you, “you’re breathing now.” 

You gasped a breath in, feeling it fill your lungs completely. 

You opened your eyes to see Eddie in front of you. He had ditched the fake teeth somewhere between where you got the bad news and here. He still had the blood on his face and chest, eyes still lined with dark eyeshadow. 

He looked pretty like this but you would never be the one to tell him that.You were sure he knew by the way both men and women practically swooned when he walked into the building. You also weren’t telling him how you didn’t like the way that made you feel, but learned to swallow it down over the past ten years that you knew him. 

He smiled at you, dark eyes bouncing between yours. He slipped the fake teeth back in his mouth, making his smile grow even wider. You knew it was just to make you laugh, just like you did when you first saw him in them earlier today. 

“You look ridiculous,” you choked out with a laugh. 

“They hurt my mouth,” he mumbled out, his speech affected by the thick plastic. 

“Then take them out,” you sighed as you leaned back against the wall again, closing your eyes for a moment. 

“Hey,” he said normally, “stay with me.” 

“I am. I’m sorry, Eddie. I should have doubled checked instead of insisting on being right and I-”

“It’s not a big deal. People are gonna buy the album whether we go on that stupid talk show or not,” Eddie interrupted you, ever so humble. 

“It’s not about that. I let my Dad down,” you argued. 

“Listen, I know for a fact that this isn’t enough to let him down. He moved all of the important stuff to when he gets back from his trip so you wouldn’t have to stress,” he told you, news that you weren’t aware of beforehand. 

“Really?” 

“Really. You’re not supposed to be stressing right now, you’re supposed to be having fun. We all know that you’re doing the work for two people while running your business. And I’m sorry, okay? I’ve been a pain in your ass for the past few years-” 

“Ten years, actually,” you interrupted. 

“Right. Ten years. So what do you say? We have a night off now and I think there’s some scary movies calling my name..” Eddie trailed off, walking backwards a few steps as he stared at you expectantly. 

“You don’t have any cool celebrity parties you wanna go to tonight?” You asked. 

“I’d rather spend the night with my victim instead,” Eddie said as he popped the teeth in his mouth and pointed to the fake bites on your neck. 

You rolled your eyes and started to walk to the car without him, waiting for him to catch up. 

And when you felt his hand slide into yours on the way there you looked up at him to see another wide smile full of fake fangs.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson au #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson request #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar!eddie x reader #stranger things fanfic

[jinnie-ret]

HIII so I'm the one who asked Abt the sister reader and I wanted to rq a older brother skz x adoptive little sister reader where shes 15 and cusses a lot and is always getting into trouble like piercing her ears without anyone knowing, loud introvert, things like that and how they react to it? Love ur writing btw!🫶🏻🫶🏻

rebel

stray kids x adopted sister!reader

genre: fluff

content warnings: none

word count: 0.6k

summary: the boys are too used to their little sister's rebellious ways by now, but that doesn't stop them from worrying every now and then.

Hi thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy this one! :)

As always, like, reblog if you enjoyed, and my asks are open for any requests you may have. And let me know if you'd like to be tagged when I post :)

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You had just arrived back to the dorms in the morning after coming back from your friend's house and spending the day with them all yesterday. It was silly of you to think that that boys wouldn't be awake at 10am in the morning.

"Ah, Y/N, nice of you to come home," Changbin says sarcastically, arms folded as he leans against the kitchen counter.

"It's not that late...?" you tried to get around the awkward situation, as you saw all of the boys eating breakfast with their phones out, and if you looked closer you would have noticed they had it open on the groupchat they had with you, waiting for a message to know when you'd be back.

"You could have told us you'd be ok," Han sighed in relief, coming up to you and affectionately stroking your hair back, but his fingers caught your ear, where you had gotten your second set of piercings done.

"Ow," you winced, causing him to raise a brow at you.

"You good?" Felix stood next to him, the September twins wondering what was the matter.

"Yeah, yeah, it's nothing," you shrugged them off and hopped onto the kitchen counter, nicking a piece of toast from Hyunjin's plate.

"I'll let that slide only because we were worried about you," Hyunjin sighed, still giving you the side eye despite his comment.

"Why were you worried?" you bit into the toast.

"Maybe because we haven't heard from you since 2am? What were you doing up at that time anyways?" Chan sighed, walking up to you and getting up from his seat at the table.

"Just watching films and that," you shrugged, mistakenly brushing your hair back.

"Oh, and what else did you get up to?" he frowned, huffing out a breath though his nose as his finger brushed against your new piercing.

"Ow... fine I got my seconds done," you admitted, looking away.

"With what money?" Jeongin laughed, "you only went to that local gig with your friends recently, and you can afford to have another piercing?"

"There was a discount! I got it done for ₩15,000!" you said happily, feeling like you had gotten a bargain.

"Oh dear, well hopefully you've got enough money left to pay for antibiotics when you get an infection," Minho wrinkled his nose.

"What do you mean?" you frowned.

"₩15,000?! That's too cheap, who knows if the metal is good quality, or if it was sterilised," Seungmin spoke up.

"Ah, well, I'm sure it'll be fine, only live once don't you?" you waved off their concerns.

"Yep, with infected gunky ears," Hyunjin patted your head.

"Stopppp," you whined at their teasing. But you didn't expect anything less from your brothers.

"Look, next time just tell us where you are and if you're ok, yeah?" Chan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, Felix thought you died," Changbin giggled.

"I did not! I just thought she got kidnapped..." Felix trailed off after his attempt at defending himself.

"You do worry about me a lot," you laugh poking Felix's cheek.

"You're still a child, of course we worry," he hugs you to him.

"Ah, I'm not that young, I'm mature enough," you smile at them all.

"Yeah right, we still hear you cursing like a sailor when you're on the phone," Seungmin exposed you with a smirk.

"Who corrupted our baby y/n?" Han shook your shoulders, making you almost dizzy.

"Ok, ok, calm down," you giggled at him.

"I remember when you were 11 years old, so innocent, and now look at you," Changbin cried out, putting on a fake emotional voice as he covered his face.

"Such a rebel now," Hyunjin laughed, shaking his head at the scene in front of him, as Felix clung onto you and Han, Jeongin and Minho where now inspecting your piercings.

tagged: @skz-streamer @backintomykpopphaseagain @hannahhbahng @kiraisastay

#skz #stray kids #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #skz x reader #skz angst #straykids imagines #stray kids fluff #skz fic #stray kids imagines #skz sister #stray kids sister

[how-do-i-delete-this-acc]

"i'm sure. i promise."

suna rintaro x reader

summary: you're feeling a little insecure about you and rin's relationship. but who could blame you? you're at a party with a bunch of people you don't know and your boyfriend is catching up with an "old friend." that would be fine except for the fact that this so-called "old friend" is his ex and looks like she came out of a magazine.

hurt to comfort so its kinda angsty ig?? but not rly bc my heart can't take it lol

warnings: insecurities, body image, post time skip, mentions of alcohol

a/n: IM SORRY IK I WRITE ABT SUNA TOO MUCH I JUST LOVE HIM

a/n pt. 2: i wrote this at like 1am bc i woke up and this is low-key inspired by the dream i had hehe bc u should always follow ur dreams 😀👍

this. was. the worst.

to give a brief overview, you were at a club with at least a bajillion people because your boyfriend told you that it would be a "fun new experience." he gave you a kiss on the forehead upon seeing that you were nervous and the two of you walked in together.

now, you were sitting at the bar by yourself watching as another girl flirted with your boyfriend.

you were filled in on the backstory earlier. she went to inarizaki and she and suna dated for their first year and a small part of their second year of high school. she then had to move to the united states (specifically los angeles) and they ended up breaking up.

you had transferred to inarizaki in the middle of your second year, and you and suna started dating 3/4 through your third year, so you had never met her before. your classmates had never mentioned her before either. and when suna introduced you to the girl as his girlfriend, she shot you the nastiest glare before smiling sweetly at your boyfriend.

anyways, one thing led to another, and they got so caught up in chatting that they hadn't noticed how bored you were, nor had they noticed when you silently walked away.

after taking another sip of your drink, you let your eyes wander to the two of them.

a fatal mistake.

she was beautiful. no, stunning. no, show-stopping-looks-like-she-just-stepped-out-of-the-front-page-of-a-magazine-absolute-drop-dead-gorgeous was probably more accurate.

she was wearing a tiny black figure-hugging bodycon dress with a cutout just above her chest that looked amazing on her beautiful hourglass figure. she had platinum blond hair that was pulled up into a long high ponytail, big grey eyes, and shiny, clear skin.

you looked down at your own figure. then at hers. then back at yours. then hers.

though you knew it wouldn't do any good, your mind began to wander.

are these the kinds of girls rin likes?

she's so beautiful.. her waist is so tiny

i wish i could be half as pretty as her

what if rin still likes her?

what if rin doesn't actually love me..?

you knew that you needed to stop. you decided to slip out to get some fresh air.

you sat down on a bench at the park across the street (don't question why a place where children play is directly across from a club. just don't mention it) and inhaled the cool air. you were so relieved to be out of that club. so relieved that your eyelids began to feel heavy.

you awoke to a string of "ping! ping! ping!" rubbing your eyes sleepily, you opened your phone to see who would be texting you so urgently.

rinnie <3: where'd u go

rinnie <3: where r u

rinnie <3: hey bb where'd u go

rinnie <3: bubs?

rinnie <3: hey r u mad at me

rinnie <3: what did i do

rinnie <3: im sorry

rinnie <3: ok srsly where r u

rinnie <3: r u ok

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

rinnie <3: no srsly im actually worried where did u go

rinnie <3: BABE

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

There are 83 more messages from rinnie <3. Click to continue!

oops.

you: sorry babe

rinnie <3: WHERE R U

you: i went outside for some fresh air

you: im at the park across the street

the club doors swing open and see your boyfriend's head furiously whipping around, trying to find you. when he sees you, he sprints over to where you're sitting.

"sorry babe." you apologize. "i didn't mean to worry you." you had never seen him look so frantic before.

"so you mean to say.." he starts before pausing to catch his breath, "that you thought that leaving without telling me and not responding to my texts wouldn't worry me?"

"i'm sorry." you say, before adding on a quick and quiet "to be fair though, you were having such a great time with ms. los angeles model that i didn't think that you would notice."

though it was quiet and muttered under your breath, suna heard it loud and clear. he sighed.

"look, we didn't break up because she was moving. we broke up because i was sick and tired of her nasty attitude. i just didn't want to be rude and say that in front of her. the only thing that's changed about her is that she's learned how to put a smile mask over her disgusting personality. a really phony one that's made out cling wrap with a sharpie smile and a bow."

you giggled slightly at this.

"look," he says softly, lifting up your chin to look you in the eyes. "you're the only one that i love. i promise, ok? you're so beautiful and sweet and it's crazy to me that god finally decided to give me some help and give me a chance with you."

he gave you a small smile.

"i love you, y/n. i love you so, so much."

and with that, he swooped you up in his arms bridal style and started walking.

"WOAH- rin where are we going?"

"home."

"but it'll take a while to walk home from here. shouldn't we just uber like we did here?"

"walking gives me more time to be close to you and talk to you."

"but you'll be walking while simultaneously holding me for a while."

he blinked. "i play professional volleyball. if you think that i can't take a walk home with my girlfriend in my arms, i'd honestly be pretty offended."

"right."

there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you.

"i'm sorry if i made you feel sad today, bubs. i love you so so much and i'll stop at nothing to make sure that you know that."

you smiled softly.

"that's what i like to see." he said, peppering ticklish kisses onto your neck to make you giggle a little.

"rin! stahahap-!" you giggle, trying to scrunch up and protect your neck.

"your laugh and smile are the two most precious things in the world."

you and rin talked the rest of the way home and he kept reminding you of how much he loved you.

when you finally got home, you asked him one final question.

"rin, are you sure that there's no more chemistry going on between you and ms. los angeles model?"

he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"i'm sure. i promise."

#suna #suna rintaro #suna rintaro x reader #haikyuu suna #suna fluff #suna x reader #suna comfort #haikyuu comfort #haikyuu x reader #suna scenarios #haikyuu tickles #suna drabble #haikyuu drabbles

[akutails]

"EX-GIRLFRIEND?" - dazai osamu

✁you find out where dazai gets his fix of fake bombs and love letters. based on this tweet abt bsd's untold tales. warnings : mentions of bombs, obsessed ex-girlfriend (?).

"you got the bomb from who?"

"i get them in the mail sometimes from this girl with notes, turns out that's her way of telling me she's obsessed."

you and kunikida could only stare in disbelief, blinking foolishly as dazai picks up the fake bomb that was used earlier for atsushi, the agency's new recruit, in his entrance exam.

"once i found out who it was, i told her to stop and that it wouldn't work out between us. besides, i wouldn't enjoy myself if i just kept receiving bombs everyday." dazai says casually, which ticks you off a bit, and which ticks kunikida off a lot.

"how could someone like him be a catch with women? what's so appealing about him?" kunikida mumbles but immediately straightens up and clears his throat when he feels your burning glare from behind his neck.

one of your eyes twitch at the way dazai nonchalantly carries the fake bomb under his arm, hoisted above by his hip while chatting along with atsushi and the others. how could he be so unserious about the fact that someone out there is obsessed with him and knows how to make or knows where to purchase fake bombs?

maybe you were just annoyed at the fact at how lowly he values his "romantic" relationships. well, you had no right to pry or judge the poor woman, you liked dazai osamu as well. at least you didn't send deadly firearms as a way to show your infatuation, right?

"i expected this reaction from kunikida, but from you, belladonna? why are you so worked up?" speaks the devil, wearing a sly smirk.

okay, maybe on second thought, leaving deadly things on dazai's front step is more appealing now.

"it's concerning, that's why," you sigh, crossing your arms while avoiding his teasing gaze, "what if she starts leaving real bombs? or maybe she knows you work for the agency. a lot of things could go wrong with your crazy exes."

"or maybe you're just jealous, bella."

you're this close to choking him. of course i'm not jealous. what kind of psycho gets jealous of having to get someone's attention using bombs?

"it's kind of impressive, actually. for a civilian, it's hard to find a supplier for these things, much less actually make them yourself."

now you're a bit jealous.

"just don't make it our problem. keep your insane ex-girlfriend to yourself." you spat, turning around to get back to your station when he tugs on your arm and pulls you back, pressed up against his chest and staring directly into his eyes.

he giggles at your flustered expression before dragging his index finger over your jaw and secures your chin with his thumb, smile widening at the warmth of your face.

"don't you worry, darling, you know you're the only one for me."

"w-what the fuck do you think you're doing?"

╰─▸ ❝ @[akutails]'s work is not open to reposts, plagiarism, and the likes. (09/02/22). taglist: @sips-tea-cutely

#✎-love letters #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai x reader #bsd dazai osamu #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #dazai fluff #bsd dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #dazai imagines #bsd x reader #dazai bsd

[mrvlbimbo]

heyy <3

Thanks for responding to me btw, but anyway I was think Eddie x bimbo!reader ofc but like she’s very aggressive when ppl make her mad and she scares ppl a lot so like I have this scenario of let’s say one of the girls calling bimbo!reader a slut and since bimbo!reader is already having a bad day she gets super mad and ends up flinging the girl to a wall and like the girl had to go to the hospital and like news got out that she’s in a coma but like the principle doesn’t do anything to her since y/n’s parents r scary asf but like they end up finding out anyway but they r like proud of their daughter 😭 and like Eddie is always bragging to everyone abt his adorable airheaded but aggressive gf to like everyone <3

please- he'd go fucking insane

I don't think she'd put anyone in the hospital (at least not on purpose) but she def would beat the shit out of someone

But I don't think it would be someone calling her a slut, I think she would be more upset if someone was saying something bad about Eddie

Like imagine some cheerleader is going on about them, and she just happens to listen in. She's like "yeah she's such a slut, otherwise no way she'd be fucking that freak."

And then maybe she just happens to grab the girl by the back of her ponytail and slam her face against the lunch table repeatedly. But who's to say, it just all happened so fast.

She's not going to stop until Eddie literally picks her up and carries her out of the cafeteria kicking and screaming like "C'mon babe, gotta keep your cute little ass out of trouble."

(he had already failed at keeping her out of trouble, considering the fact he watched her fighting for a good while)

He takes her home after that because everyone is giving her weird looks and she's sensitive :(

Back at her house she's crying because she's worried about getting in trouble and he has absolutely no idea what to do. So they're just sitting on her bed in silence.

"Are you m-mad at me?" she whimpers, picking at her nails and looking down at the floor.

"No baby, of course I'm not mad." He reached an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his chest

"I know I shouldn't have lost my temper, but I just- I couldn't help myself when I heard her say those things about you." She buries her face in his chest, clutching desperately at his shirt as she shakes with tears.

"You did that for me?" He was in shock, a bit less than gently, he grabbed her face and looked into her eyes.

"Yeah, of course Eds. 'M not gonna let anyone talk bad about you." She nodded, blinking her tears away rapidly.

"Seriously?”

"Of course. I love you, silly. Thats what people do for each other when they're in love." She tried to wriggle out of his grasp so she could kiss him but he held her there, instead leaning in to initiate the kiss himself.

“I love you too, so much,” he whispered, tucking her head back against his chest and holding her tight like she was going to disappear.

#eddie x bimbo!reader🎀 #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff

[ittoslefttoenail]

How the Tables Turn

( sorry abt the lack of "read more" i'm on mobile, it's my first smut so hope u like it :D )

sub masochistic brat Kaveh, overstim, degradation with some praise, spanking, dacryphilia, femdom she/her reader, sharing apartments with both him and alhaitham ♡ strap can be read as cock

It's no surprise Kaveh is a biiig brat, always trying to outpower his mistress, as his deepest desire is to be thrown around like a ragdoll, and that's the easiest way to get it.

He, however, wasn't expecting it to be this rough today.

He's been pissing you off ALL DAY. teasing you during work, messing up on purpose whenever u asked him to do something, trying to get the control in general. You really had to teach him a lesson.

"Let's go home now, I think we are done for today" speaking innocently, you pull out your keys.

"As u wish, my lady" he says with that wicked, stupid grin.

Once the door locks behind u both, already aware of what was gonna happen, he pretends to be surprised as u pin him against the wall and start the scolding.

"What the FUCK did u think u were doing?! this was a important meeting, not a appropriate moment at all for u to sneak under my desk like a desperate bitch! I could've lost my job if they noticed us"

"I'm sorryyy~"

"You don't mean it."

The tent under his pants getting bigger by each second, how couldn't he be excited? the woman he fell for, the one he would gladly die for, getting clearly aroused by his actions but still trying to hide it! He thought it was really hot.

Usually you would deny his orgasm, which he was quite used to despite failing to hold it every single time, but this time u just wanted to destroy his smug little face and see him cry.

He kissed u eagerly, taking off his shirt while you guided him to the bedroom. You hold his wrist tightly as he was about to touch the last buttom.

"Let me do this instead."

He looked beautiful from this view, staring at your breasts like a pervert once you bent down to reveal his slightly toned abs, his blonde hair falling on his shoulders like silk.

Suddenly, you pull off his belt to use it as a makeshift handcuff. He struggles against it and u search on ur vanity for some...stuff

"Hey babe, what's going on???" he asked, trying to hide how nervous he is.

"Don't you try and get any answer from me, just take it like the needy brat you are."

"AH-"

In the blink of an eye you pull down his pants and shoves down the fleshlight with no lube at all, in a fast and unexpected pace.

Kaveh growls and whimpers, begging for u to slow down, and the only thing he got from it was a good slap and a red mark on his ass

"You wanted it so bad all day after all, do u think i'll pity you at this point?"

Oh, these words got to him, the both shame and pleasure he gets from being talked down to like that is the biggest turn on, his filthy fantasies clouding his mind.

You align your double sided strap to his entrance, not taking your hands off the fleshlight abusing his cock, not even for a second.

He throws his head back and cries out from this new form of stimulation both of you never tried until tonight.

"What a-about- Alhaitham???!" he manages to babble through his anxious, shallow breath.

"Oh? you're afraid he might catch us? dont worry, I know u would like that."

"Of course I wouldn't. D-don't be stupid!"

"To be caught by your dear friend while getting pegged by your goddess, sounds nice right? you're such a slut, Kaveh. Disgusting, really."

His face is bright red and sweaty, the worst part is that you're not wrong. With your other hand u proceeded to pinch his nipples, he brings his tied arm up to bite down on it to avoid screaming at your flaming touch, as much as he wanted to scream your name, the fear of being caught still got him shaking.

The knot on his stomach got tighter, unleashing his orgasm without warning, thinking he would be punished for cumming without permission he trembles.

"Don't worry, you will get to cum more than u want or deserve to." slapping him once again, it's a quite cute view. His tongue lolling out and his eyes watering as your cock hits the right spot over and over, his cute dick all soaked, you can't help but want to ruin him.

"Please, no more-"

"Aww, cmon baby, u can do one or two more for me yeah? don't you wanna be a good boy for mommy?"

His thoughts start going blank from the sudden sweetness in your voice.

"Nghh..good boy...g-good boy good boy"

His back arches once again, you're in for a good and long night ♡

#kaveh smut #genshin impact #genshin #smut #kaveh #hes such a cute himbo I wanna make him miserable #MEOWWWW #feeling kinda cringe

[maleyhae]

WE FELL IN LOVE IN OCTOBER g.s x fem! reader

Gustav x Reader

warning- rushed(?)

A/n- best way to start the even:3 thinking abt giving some of my socials let me know!!

i don't consent to my work being copied, translated, or posted on any other website thank you <3

READERS POV:

I've known my friend Georg since the start of his brand new career of a guitarist and his band 'Tokio hotel' though I've never met them but I've heard of them as Georg talked about them and this friend who is the drummer named Gustav. He must've thought it was a great match since I was a drummer in my band (band-name). I'm meeting the band today ok October 1st a couple days into my favorite season Fall. It was cliche yes but it was whatever. I walked to the coffee shop we were meeting at thankfully I was on tour in Berlin, Germany where they lived and not in any other part of Europe. "Hi can I get a (coffee order) please?" I asked as I had accidentally gotten there early due to me mis-reading the time Georg sent me.

As I finally finished my coffee they walked in and order whatever they order and came and sat at my table "Hallo ich bin ___" I said in german as I did when I meet new people it's a weird habit of mine that I got from my mom. "Hallo! Ich bin Kaulitz Bill!" Said the lead singer of the band. "Ich bin Tom." The one with dreads said following Bill they kinda looked like twins. "Hallo ich bin Gustav..." The I assume drummer of the band as he fit Georg description of the drummer said quick as if he did not want to be here. It felt like Cupid hit me with his arrow and I had Hearts in my eyes almost. "Nice to meet y'all and hi again Georg!" I said nervous in English.

GUSTAVS POV:

Georg has been telling me about this ___ girl said she was a drummer and that he thinks I would like her a lot I didn't really pay attention till October 1st when she was available as he said. I honestly thought it was to hook me up with this random girl he meet. No! They actually knew each other. And my god she was beautiful.

Her hair, eyes, smile, laugh, hoe she was blushing all the time. I had to snap out of it quickly as tom hit me to tell her my name and dear heavens above her voice was almost as beautiful as her. We hung out I was quite as I didn't feel wanted in most of the conversations which I was used to from the interviews.

Then ___ said "Gustav how are you I haven't heard you talk since you introduce yourself to me?" She asked in a worry type way "oh, um, I'm good and yeah sorry been thinking a lot how are you today?" I asked back and she smiled at me again me and her talked for a bit then Tokio hotel had to leave for a interview or something I don't really remember and I grew a pair of balls and I asked if I could talk to her.

"Hey Gus what's up?" She asked me "I wanted to know if you wanted to go out with me one on one maybe as a date I know we just meet today but I'd love to get to know you more. " I said fast I'd be surprised if she understood what I said. "Huh?" She said I knew this was a bad idea. "Never mi-" I started then she cut me off with a "Yes I'd love to Gustav"

So kids that's how I meet your wonderful mother and how we feel in love in October

#maleyhae fanfictions #gustav schafer x reader #fall #maleyhae halloween event #halloween #love at first sight #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #georg listing #gustav schäfer

[immaeatingwood]

I wrote an Anxiety x Ennui fanfic

It's about my Russian Reality AU, so don't be wondered abt the names.

Rating: G/PG/idk how to rate Categories: F/F (Ennui is a girl here) Tags: OOC, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, AU, Drabble, Romance

Everything's under the cut!

In Raisa's head everything was as usual.

No, of course, with her growth, many things changed in the Headquarters. There are new emotions, a new remote control, a new… design? Who would know what it's called. And the biggest changes occurred at the age of sixteen - emotions received names, ordinary, human ones.

Of course, not everyone liked it. Fear, Anger and Anxiety, the current Sasha, Gosha and Tanya, were clearly not happy with such innovations, and the former Disgust, who was now called Bogdana, did not like this. But you get used to everything - and they got used to it.

Everyone got used to it except Tanya.

In fact, she was always nervous. Not like Sasha, a little different. She wasn't afraid of everything, she didn't make lists of dangers - she just felt bad for no reason.

But she was always at peace with one emotion, and that emotion was Tonya - the former Ennui.

Tonya was not nervous. She wasn't emotional at all, although that's an oxymoron. Her face usually didn't express anything, she was calm, and maybe just a little sad. But she sometimes - very rarely - smiled when she held Tanya’s hand.

And Tanya smiled too.

But one day she did not leave her room in the morning, and Tonya could not help but worry. This was a new feeling for her - it was somehow very painful. Tonya couldn't do anything about it. She went to the door, knocked, and listened. She heard only quiet sobs and soft footsteps. The door opened slightly.

" Tonya… Is it you?"

" Yes, it's me, don’t worry. What has happened with you?"

“Come in…” Tanya opened the door wider, looking at her friend from below. “I don’t want anyone else to hear about this.”

Tonya slipped into the room. The lights were off and the curtains were drawn—nothing could be seen. But there was a night light hanging on the wall near the bed, warmly illuminating a piece of space.

Tanya sat down on the bed, pulled Tonya there and buried herself in her shoulder. Confidentially, and with such bitterness that even a piece of concrete would be moved. But Tonya just didn’t understand anything yet - nevertheless, she patted her friend on the back, trying to calm her down as best she could.

“You see, I…” Orange emotion sniffed, her big green eyes filled with tears again. "I'm so, you know, useless. Everyone around helps Raisa with living, everyone has something good, but I… I’m only turning our girl’s life into a nightmare. Maybe it would be better without me…"

Antonina was taken aback. What could have pushed Tanya to such thoughts? Why did she, nervous, but seemingly holding on to the positive with all her might, suddenly turn out to be so broken, so unhappy?

In any case, all Tonya could do was comfort the emotion close to her.

"Hey, listen… You're not useless, okay? You're not harming anyone. You and Sasha work together, right? You protect Raisa from dangers. Both from a real threat, and simply from looking stupid. And you play a big role in this."

The words came out of her head slowly, barely, like melted toffee, but, fortunately, Tonya managed to somehow form these thoughts into words.

However, to her surprise, Tanya bursted into tears even more.

"Tonya… Thank you, thank you so much, you have no idea how… How important this is for me! You see, and also, also… You… I… I love you, very much!"

There was an awkward silence in the room, but Tonya's mind seemed incredibly noisy. Everything somehow fell into place, maybe. She just realized what this mysterious feeling really was, tearing her usually icy heart apart every time they were close. From their very first appearance, then Ennui was always next to Anxiety, supporting somehow - even if not very skillfully, but still.

"…"I understand. I love you too. That was what I felt all the time, you know… It's a good feeling. I don't know if I should feel it, but it definitely won't make it worse." "Y-you… Really?! I’m so glad, Tonya, this is the best day of my life!"

How quickly Tanya changed. Now she looked like a firework.

"So, well, what should we do next? What… Do people who love each other usually do?"

"Don't know." Tonya spoke honestly. "But we can… Sit like this for a while. And then go have breakfast, you’re very late. Everything will be fine… Let's drink tea. With sandwiches."

Tanya smiled, nodded and pressed herself closer to Tonya.

They are unlikely to be missed, and the day is still so long.

And in Raisa’s head everything is as usual.

#inside out #inside out 2 #inside out anxiety #inside out ennui #inside out fandom #fanfic #fan fiction #inside out fanfiction #anxiety x ennui #disney pixar

[silly4sillinger]

𝘽𝘼𝘿 𝙄𝘿𝙀𝘼, 𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏? 𝘼𝙐 𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂:𝙆𝙄𝙍𝘽𝙔 𝘿𝘼𝘾𝙃 𝙓 𝙁𝙀𝙈!𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙊𝙉𝙀

"What do you want now?" Colton asks, answering the second facetime call in the last hour. He was trying to act annoyed but failed to hide his smile.

He wouldn't admit it but he already missed you. The two of you had shared an apartment in Chicago but you recently got transferred to the office in Montreal and had to move.

"I hate it here. I miss Chicago." You tell him, running your hands over your face.

"You just moved to Montreal. Give it sometime and you'll fall in love with it. Why don't you get out of your apartment?"

"I don't know anyone here, C."

"That's a lie. Kirby is like fifteen minutes from you. Getting out could help you make new friends too, you know." He says, propping his phone up against one of the pillows. "Do you want me to text him and see what he's doing tonight?"

"No. He'll just make fun of me."

"He makes fun of you regardless, Bugs." Colton yawns. "I'm gonna nap before practice. I'll call you after, okay."

"Kay. Bye, love you."

"Love you too."

About twenty minutes after Colton ended the call you get a text from Kirby.

kirby dach: hey loser ur going out with us tn meet us at McLean's at 9

you: says who.

kirby dach: ur boy toy who is worried you arent going to have a social life & become depressed its just gonna be us & a couple guys from the team nothing to worry abt

you:k

you switch chats and message Colton.

you: you're dead to me.

… You meet the guys at McLean's at nine. Kirby spots you immediately and waves you over. You weave your way through the crowd and can't help but feel a mix of nerves and excitement.

Kirby greets you with a smirk. "Glad you could join us, newbie."

You roll your eyes. "Yeah, yeah, thanks for dragging me out."

Kirby wastes no time in introducing everyone, and soon enough, you find yourself engaged in a conversation with Juraj.

"What do you do for work?" He asks, sounding genuinely interested.

"I'm a graphic designer. Recently I've just been designing logos." You tell him.

"Pool?" You hear Cole ask and everyone except for you and Juraj get up and leave the table.

KIRBY DACH POV

As we played pool, the guys couldn't resist bringing up the topic of me and y/n.

"Seriously, Kirby, how haven't you tried to get with her yet?" Arber asks.

I laugh, focusing on my next move. "I've known her for years. We're just friends."

"Yeah, but she's hot," Cole chimes in.

"I swear there's something secretly going on between her and Colton," I say, making my shot. "They've always been close."

Arber raises an eyebrow, leaning against the pool table. "I don't think there is. I bet you can't get her to fall for you."

"What's in it for me?" I ask.

Arber smirks. "If you win, I'll give you five grand."

I nod. "And if I lose?"

"You owe me a favor."

"I don't like this idea. I'm going to get another drink." Nick says, walking away from us.

I think for a moment, weighing the options. Trying to make Y/N fall in love with me seemed like a long shot, but the idea of winning five grand was tempting even if I didn't necessarily need it.

"Deal," I say, extending my hand to shake on it.

#kirby dach #kirby dach x reader #kirby dach x fem!reader

[a-aexotic]

HEY IM SO SORRY IDK IF YOU WRITE FOR POPE BUT LIKE A SPEAK NOW ABT HIM PLS?

ren's notes ! heyy babe ❤️❤️😩, no worries! i do write for pope :)) and ofc i can, i hope u enjoy it! idk if this is what u asked for bc i kinda forgot this was based on speak now but i still hope u like it <3

pairing. pope heyward x fem!reader requested? yes no

warnings. nothing but fluff, mention of insecurity, exes to lovers angst and ofc a kiss at the end!

summary. y/n misses pope, but little does she know, so does he.

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Your heart dropped when Kie had mentioned Pope going out with another girl this upcoming weekend. She noticed your shift in behavior and she asked if you were okay but you just shrugged it off as being tired.

You just didn't want to tell Kie you were back on the Pope train again. You guys dated for a few months ago and you guys broke up because you thought you'd be better as friends. And now, you regret it.

It was going to be the year anniversary of your break-up and you still have feelings for Pope.

You were being selfish, you kept repeating to yourself. You had your chance and you lost it now. You have to let Pope move on even if you can't.

You can't risk hurting him again. You'd much rather hurt yourself than see the pained look on Pope's face when you broke up with him.

You and the Pogues were at yet another Boneyard party. It seemed like they were endless during the summer: one after the other, mistakes repeating all over again.

You were having fun with Sarah and Kie before you looked over and saw Pope dancing with the girl he was going to go out with later this week. That same jealous sickly feeling came over you and you'd stop interacting with the girls.

Sarah quickly noticed. "What's wrong?"

"Mmm, nothing." You sighed, making Kie furrow her eyebrows. She looked over to where you were looking and connected the dots in her head, Sarah quickly doing the same thing.

"Is it Pope?"

You looked surprised but you knew that they'd eventually figure it out. "Is it that obvious?"

Sarah was empathetic towards you, frowning along with you as Kie looked at you like you were crazy. Sarah rubbed your back comfortingly.

"You know that Pope would leave that girl for you, like two days ago, right?" Kie said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You glared at her as she shrugged and raised her hands up in defense, "just speaking facts over here."

Sarah sighed. "She's right."

"You don't understand. I don't want to hurt Pope again."

"Then don't." Kie said simply. Kie was never wrong - I mean, would be that hard? But you still didn't want to risk it.

Sarah smiled as an idea popped in her head. "Why don't you go find a cute tourist and have a rebound for the week, maybe that'll help. It might also make him jealous so he'll come running back on his own!"

Kie shrugged, "Not a bad idea at all."

You nodded along with them. But you didn't want to. No one was ever going to measure up to Pope, no matter how hard you tried to find a replacement. "I don't know guys..."

Sarah looked behind you and smiled. "Look behind you! He's literally just your type, now go and talk to him!"

You turned around and saw a guy you found kinda cute. But you still had a bad feeling about this. Sarah pushed you slightly and you sighed and got up, making Kie and Sarah cheer. You rolled your eyes at your immature friends at you walked up to the guy.

He turned and smiled at you.

"Hey, do you want to go get a drink maybe?" You asked, shyly. It's been a few months since you've properly flirted so this was kind of a new experience.

"Sure! I'm Jordan."

You smiled, "I'm Y/N."

Pope turned around to look at where you were and he panicked a bit when he saw you weren't with Sarah and Kie. His eyes gazed through the crowd trying to find the bright pink top you were wearing; he couldn't miss it.

He then found you talking with another guy. He felt his heart drop. He knew that John B and JJ's plan wasn't going to work. Him making you 'jealous' wouldn't work if you didn't actually care but they insisted that you did. But now he knew he was right.

He excused himself from the girl and he started to walk alongside the beach, in thought.

He still liked you even after a year of you breaking up with him. He never truly got over you and now he's sure he never will. He was convinced you were his soulmate but he's not sure he's yours.

As you were dancing with Jordan, the awkward phase had just melted away and you easily could converse and joke around with him. But there was a nagging feeling something was just off.

It wasn't Jordan himself, you started to realize after you took a good look at him. He just wasn't Pope. No one was Pope and no one could ever replace him.

"Hey, do you want me to go freshen up our drinks?" Jordan asked, a smile hanging on his lips. You nodded as you took his.

"Yeah sure, I'll be right back."

As you refilling your cups, you saw Pope walk away from the bonfire and you decided that it wouldn't hurt to go talk to him. Maybe something happened with the girl?

You walked towards Pope, beers in hand. "Hey, you okay?"

He turned around, startled but relaxed once he realized it only you. "Yeah, yeah. Just tired."

You smiled. "We've all heard that before and I don't believe you. What happened?"

He stay silent.

"Did something happen with that... girl?" You tried your best to disguise your jealousy with concern. A friend-type of concern. I mean, that's what you and Pope are, just friends.

He shook his head at the mention of the girl. "No, it's just that..."

Maybe it was the alcohol speaking Pope was just going to rip the band aid off. What was the worst thing that could happen? Nothing could possibly hurt him more.

"Are you dating that guy?"

You were surprised at Pope's questions. Why did he care? Wasn't he dating that other girl? You furrowed your eyebrows; since when did he care for your love life? "I don't know, maybe it dep-"

You were cut off by a scoff. "Really, Y/N?"

"What do you mean, really?"

"Jordan? He's like the biggest asshole ever."

You rolled your eyes. "He's nice to me."

"Doesn't mean he's nice to everyone. Plus he's a Kook and like dickrides Rafe like the rest of 'em."

"I don't care if he's a Kook because I'm not shallow, Pope. He's nice to me and honestly that's all that matters. And why do you care, don't you have that girl?"

"I care because you're my friend... and I care about my friends." It hurt Pope to play it off like they were just friends but it hurt you more hearing it. This argument was supposed to prove that he was jealous and that Sarah's plan had worked.

"Sure." You sighed. "Okay, you're right."

Pope felt like a dick after saying that. You started to walk away before he shouted, "Wait."

You turned around. "You're more than a friend, okay? Is that what you want to hear?"

You paused. "Wait, what? Are you serious?"

He also paused, his eyes widening. Did he read the room wrong? Did he just singlehandedly embarrass himself in front of you?

You felt like you didn't hear him right. He still liked you? "You still like me?"

There was no way he was going to lie himself out of this one. He sighed, putting his hand on the bridge of his nose. "Yeah. I do. I have, for a while now. I never really... got over you."

You felt guilty for feeling a tiniest bit relieved that he had liked you. You've always thought he had gotten over you because of how easily he played it off. Pope was just masking up his real feelings.

"R-Really?"

Pope rolled his eyes. "Yes, I did. I do. I'm just going to keep walking now because I just embarassed myself and I don't wanna make this more awkward."

You shook your head. "I like you too. I haven't.. I never got over you and the only reason I broke up with you was because you needed someone better than me."

Pope was confused, but his heart hurt nonetheless because he made you feel that way. Even if he didn't, you still felt that way. Which was beyond crazy to him because you're the best he could ever get or want. You're his absolute dream girl, how could you feel that way?

He chucked, "You serious right now? There is no one better for me, you're all I want. You're my... my dream girl, Y/N."

Butterflies filled your stomach. "Really?"

He smiled. "Really."

You guys both were silent before a moment. Pope felt like he was on top of the world, he felt brave. He then slowly walked up to you and put a hand on your cheek as you looked up at him.

"Let me prove it to you." He whispered as he leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on your lips. It was slow at first but Pope needed more, fast.

JJ and John B had caught sight of this from the bonfire and gave each other a swift high five. "Another good plan, brotha."

John B nodded. "Pope's really lucky to have such good wingmen."

Sarah and Kie overheard them and rolled their guys. "They wish. They totally got together cus of us."

"Definitely." Sarah nodded.

#pope heyward #pope heyward x reader #pope heyward x y/n #pope heyward x you #pope x reader #pope x cleo #pope x kiara #pope x jj #pope x you #obx jj #obx s3 #obx #obx fanfiction #obx2 #obx season 3 #cleo obx #outer banks #obx 3 #outer banks season 3 #outer banks spoilers #kiara carrera #outer banks fluff #outer banks fic #outer banks fandom #outer banks fanfiction #outer banks season three #obx3 #outer banks jj #outer banks rp #outr banks x reader

[definitelynotshouting]

helloooo friend :D !! tis i, bug anon

saw you weren't doing great from previous asks, hope whtever is happening gets better :(

my college searching thing is going a bit (?) better BUT i have major concerns about being discriminated about at the university my parents want me to go to which sucks :/

in other news, i accidentally told a customer "happy valentines gay! :)" and she was like "???? thanks ?" I WAS MORTIFIED DUDE

also! if you don't mind, could you tell me a bit abt your religion/who you worship? the only reason i would ask is bc i saw your prayer thing for jellie and had never heard of that god/goddess before (i believe she's from Egyptian mythology? idk) anyway if you dont feel like sharing, no worries :D

-🐛

HEY BUG ANON!!! :D thank u for the well-wishes, i really appreciate them a ton!! I hope the college searching goes better, it sounds real rough on your end :((( also AKSNAKDNKS HAPPY VALENTINES GAY....... THATS SO FUCKJNG FUNNY HELP MEEEE if someone said that to me while out and about i would be ecstatic truly KSNDWKNDKSNSJSNS

Sure, i can try and give a quick crash course in kemeticism if you're curious!! (As a general disclaimer to any OTHER kemetics who might see this, im gonna attempt to keep this very layman-friendly, so if i skip nuances in favour of simplifying stuff thats why. I'll leave some resources at the end of this post!)

Uhhh okay so kemetic paganism is a neopagan religion based off of ancient egyptian religious practices. There are a lot of different ways folks practice kemeticism-- such as reconstructionism (or recon; aka strict adherence to the rituals of antiquity), revivalism (adapting ancient rituals and practices into the modern era), and eclecticism (for the sake of simplicity, we'll say this is essentially taking several different practices from many other religions and combining them all into one personal practice). I fall somewhere between revivalism and eclecticism, mostly by virtue of also working with Hermes and Loki, though my practice is primarily kemetic in nature.

In short, i worship the ancient egyptian gods-- my patron, or a god whom i am particularly close with and mainly dedicated to, is the cat goddess Bast (also known as Bastet, although thats actually a mistranslation of her name). Bast is known by many epithets, but one translation of her name is "Lady of the Ointments"; its written with the hieroglyphs for a bas-jar (aka a perfume/ointment jar) and a loaf of bread (the "t" sound). She's a solar goddess associated with protection, is an Iryt Ra (Eye of Ra; Goddesses who protect and nurture the sun god Ra), and like many (and i do mean many) other kemetic gods, also holds ties to fertility. In the past she was depicted as a lioness, then later became associated with the domestic housecat, where she picked up additional ties to motherhood; she also began picking up attributes from close association with Het-hert (Hathor), which resulted in further associations with music, dancing, and the arts. She's often depicted holding an aegis (a collar-like necklace with a deity's head on it) and a sistrum (a musical rattle).

She's a very fierce but loving goddess whom i have been worshipping for the last 11 years :] i also work with other kemetic deities-- of my "personal quintet," as i like to joke, i work with Djehuty (Thoth), Sekhmet, and occasionally Sutekh (Set/Seth) and Heru-wer (Horus the Elder). And, ofc, from outside the kemetic pantheon i work with Hermes and Loki, who happens to be my other patron!!

Im very glad that my formal petition to Bast for Jellie has brought those who have seen it some much-needed comfort, and its nice that its also made some people curious about kemeticism!! If youve got any specific questions, feel free to drop me a line off anon or in dms! :] im always happy to chat!!

Some further reading if you're interested:

Per-Bast (a website dedicated to Bast that holds very good information and resources)

Kemetic Starter Guide

Kemetic FAQ

#shouting speaks #asks #i want to avoid posting TOO much about kemeticism outside of relation to my fics and art if only bc this is meant to be a fandom blog #but i dont mind answering general questions like this!!! #very flattered u got curious!!! :D its been a while since i got to hand out resources fksbdksndj #im not active on kemetic tumblr like i used to be so i usually only hand stuff like that out in private convos these days #long post #txt

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

Tbb Season 2 SPOILERS below cut

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY, OKAY

Ik I'm like a day late to the party, but that was a JOURNEY. Here are ALL my thoughts that no one asked for :)

FIRST OF ALL, TECH. MY BOY. MY LOVE. (do not watch ep 2 a day before ur period if ur a tech girly. just don't. especially if u want ur make up to stay in tact. that was so rough yall)

me @ tech the entirety of episode 2: honey baby sweetie, pls sit down. sit down, pls. pls honey pLS I AM BEGGING SIT. DOWN.

Also @ all my fellow tech girlies, I hate to make it worse, but I don't think Tech passed out from exhaustion, I think he passed out from pain. because he broke his femor. HIS FRICKIN FEMOR, LIKE,,, THAT'S ONE OF THE MOST PAINFUL BREAKS AND THIS MAN IS WALKING AROUND

TECH SIT UR ASS DOWN, BE HUMBLE FOR FCKS SAKE

AAAAAAAHHHHH

anyway, now that that's outta the way

love that echo is willing and ready to rejoin the fight

love that Hunter recognises that a warzone is no place for a child (would be the first star wars character EVER I think)

I think it's gonna lead to a lot of conflict which I'm excited for tbh. Would love to see them emotionally maturing and realising that maybe they can't stick together. Maybe Hunter and Echo grew in different directions, and Echo needs to go back into the fight, while Hunter needs to take care of his ad'ika. Its okay to walk different paths in life and I would love to see them learning that.

Would be interesting to see where Wrecker and Tech land in that split. honestly, to early on to tell, I think.

Also, where is Crosshair, is he alright, is he okay?

Realising while writing this that I am still THOROUGHLY on my Tech bs, so more Tech from here on out lol :)

did he ever make it off that landing platform? when will we see him?

LOVED Wrecker btw. Seeing him pull a Tech and throwing a weapon together in the middle of a blast zone was just *chefs kiss*

Honestly, the only person that kinda sorta underwhelmed me is Hunter, but we got a lot of growth from him in the last season. I think that now that his relationship with Omega is cemented we finally get to see some more of the others and I'm ready for it. Just hope his character trait for the entire season doesn't stay "worried dad, yells at all his coworkers (BROTHERS), because they are getting his child into a dangerous situation (which is in fact inaccurate. they are just in a dangerous situation. with his child. anyway, I didn't like him yelling at Tech that one time that's all I'm saying)"

MY BOY DIDN'T EVEN REALISE PHEE WAS FLRITING WITH HIM IM---

YEA THAT'S MY BOY RIGHT THERE

(also, phee's name is pronounced like mine phie and it tripped me up for a good minute. anyways, kudos to her for picking out tech from the line up, she clearly has a good eye)

me @ tech when he fixes the data thing for his new friendo: YEA THAT'S MY BOY

also me @ tech when he didn't realise omega was missing: that too, is my boy :') (bc if there's anything I can relate to it's hyper focus)

Also, did yall notice that Hunter never found out Tech's wounded? they're on comms twice after his injury, once to tell them abt radio silence and once to tell them they're back online and transmitting coordinates. both times Tech levels out his voice when talking to Hunter, when he sounded like he's in pain before and after, which I find VERY interesting. Is Tech scared to show weakness to Hunter? Where would that come from? What happend there?

final thought for the night: ECHOS FACE WHEN CID CALLED HIM KILLJOY?? honey sweetie sugar-cubey, I know it hurts when ppl tell u harsh truths but you've seemed tense for A WHILE, DO U NEED A HUG OR SOMETHING?

#gonna try not to ramble in my tags for too much bc spoileeeeees #anyway #star wars #the bad batch #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb omega #clones #swtcw #tbb s2 spoilers #tbb s2 #tbb spoilers