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silverbladexyz · 4 months

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This was based off a request in my inbox that I somehow couldn't find anymore ;w; but it was a cute one :)

The images do not belong to me. They belong to their original owners.

TW: Mentions of smoking. Gender neutral reader

Dazai, Iceman, and Ayatsuji with an S/O who has a pet kitty

Dazai:

-Despite Dazai being quite an energetic drama queen, I have a feeling that he'd be rather chill with your cat

-We all know that he has a special connection to a rather special cat (Natsume), so in the first few times he was alone with your cat, he definitely tried to find out if it was actually an ability user in disguise. And by that, I mean poking it a few times to see if his nullification ability could make it revert back to it's human form (spoiler: it did not)

-But suspicions aside, Dazai loves your pet kitty! When he comes home after a tiring day of work at the Armed Detective Agency, simply stroking your cat's soft fur is enough to temporarily distract his mind from everything. He might even hug the cat to his chest as he lies down on the couch, and prompt you to take a photo since he 'looks more handsome at that angle' Dark Era anime reference owuashaah

-If your cat doesn't warm up to other people easily, then you're in for a treat. Dazai would be chasing after the cat with sardines and toys and everything cats supposedly like to try and win it's affection and trust, while fake crying to you that your pet 'hates him'. He will even try meowing at your cat, and his meows are so surprisingly accurate that you sometimes think he's a cat in disguise

-Over time, your cat decides to finally trust Dazai, and he is overjoyed when it happens. Your beloved will become 10x more affectionate with the feline, and it is now a common occurrence where he hugs it and proclaims how adorable or beautiful it is; often sneaking in a compliment that it was almost as beautiful as it's owner, which is you :)

-Dazai definitely would try to teach your pet kitty some tricks to impress you. Some of the tricks he tries to teach it concerns you since 'no cat would need that knowledge', but he still insists on going forward with the training, since it 'might be useful someday'. You gave up trying to convince him, and you were glad that you did, because now you have one of the smartest and trick-y cats in all of Yokohama. Yay! Though you weren't too impressed when Dazai taught the kitty to fetch things for him... but you trusted his judgement

-He certainly loves having the cat perch on his shoulders while he does his paperwork at home (for once lmao), since I headcanon he likes the silky texture of your cat's fur against his cheek as he writes. Sometimes, when he takes a mini break, or when he's just admiring the lovely Yokohama scenery outside the window, Dazai would pet the cat's head, who in turn nuzzles into his palm

-On days where you're busy, he'll be more than happy to look after your cat for you! Even though he might purposefully mess things up just for laughs, Dazai will actually be more serious when it comes pet-sitting. He wouldn't want to let you down, and ensures that all care your cat receives will be top tier- including baths. You had never seen as many expensive cat shampoos than ever before in your life, and by the end of the entire ordeal your cat will be ✨immaculate✨. Dazai might even joke about starting to use cat shampoo too please don't let him use it

-Uses your cat as an excuse to slack off from work sometimes. Kunikida almost had a meltdown when he can't find Dazai in the usual places, only for Dazai to tell him through the phone 'But I just had to look after my lovely Y/N's cat!~ Or else they'll be quite sad that I'm not bonding enough with our precious child! u.u' #saveKunikidafromDazai'santics

-He would definitely take some videos of your cat doing tricks, and show them to Atsushi, asking him if he could do those tricks but in his tiger form. The poor boy is startled and is going all 'but I can't control my full tiger form!'; it does not help how Dazai says that his nullification ability could turn Atsushi back to normal if things were to go out of control. Fortunately Kunikida stepped in and reminded Dazai to get back to work

-Fun fact: crab meat can be a good treat for cats as it is rich in protein. And we know that our bandaged detective loves to eat crab meat too. So imagine if Dazai opens a tin of canned crab, about to eat it- only to see your cat sitting down at his feet, giving him the cute pleading Puss in Boots eyes as it stares at the crab meat held between his chopsticks. Sometimes, your lover would (begrudgingly) give the kitty his precious crab that was initially meant for himself to savour, but other times he'll just finish the entire can of crab meat while holding a staring contest with your cat as if daring it to do something

-If you wanted to get another cat, Dazai isn't opposed. The more the merrier, and he knows better than anyone else the feeling of loneliness. Be prepared for him to splurge a lot more money on cat products though; and don't even ask where the money came from /j

Iceman:

-Chill assassin dude doesn't show too many outward reactions with your cat, but don't worry since he thinks it's cute and would definitely take good care of it if you asked him to

-Oftentimes, you'd see them next to each other on the couch, with the cat on his shoulders or on his lap. Iceman will sometimes pet it, and despite his frighteningly cold demeanour most of the time, he's actually quite gentle when it comes to your pet

-Because your man himself is so calm and laid-back, he can make even the most energetic of cats be as tranquil as a lake. This definitely helps when you're trying to chase your cat down to give it a bath, because they run fast

-Iceman also stops smoking as often when he learns that cats dislike the smell of cigarette smoke. Keep in mind that he won't fully quit since it's difficult to do so, but he'll definitely be mindful about it and only smoke when he's certain that the lingering smell on his body wouldn't affect your cat

-He also plays music for your cat sometimes! It's scientifically proven that cats tend to like soft classical music, and luckily your partner has quite the collection of records that he'd put on for you, him, and your cat to listen to. It also calms you down after a stressful day, and it sets the perfect mood for your lover to embrace you in his arms

-When feeding your cat, Iceman sometimes leaves some tuna or sardines on top of it's food so that it would add some flavour to the kibble. He somehow always finds the freshest and best quality fish for his favourite feline, and don't worry about the cost since the Mafia pays quite a bit

-Is also the type of guy to buy plush and wicker cat trees for your cat to climb and jump on and off it. If it breaks, don't concern yourself with buying a new one because Iceman is actually quite good with his hands. In just a few minutes, he'd have fixed the cat tree up and made it look as good as new

-Sometimes, when he's had a tiring day, Iceman would cuddle you on the couch while your cat jumps onto your laps- and it's the cutest thing ever with all three of you sharing a nice big hug to wind down and relax

-If your cat is a rather mischievous one with dozens of antics, you can catch Iceman smiling a soft smile as he watches the cat being up to no good again. He'll always intervene and stop it if things were about to go south, but he does enjoy having a good chuckle at it's funny shenanigans

-Like Dazai, Iceman wouldn't mind if you wanted to get more cats, since he's quite easy-going with whatever you choose to do. And the fact that you have a soft spot for cats makes him soft for you too ❤

Ayatsuji:

-Now unlike Dazai and Iceman, Ayatsuji actually has cats too! And he's glad that you have experience in taking care of cats since it would make life much easier for him

-He definitely would introduce his cats to yours. They're actually quite well-behaved, and soon enough you'd have three gorgeous felines clambering all over Ayatsuji's office and being adorable menaces to anyone who visits the room. It brightens Tsujimura's day, but she'd never admit it

-Ayatsuji is a genius, which means that he most likely will also teach your cat some tricks. Such as sitting down, coming back when called, and many more! Even though he rarely would have time to play with your cats (yes his cats are your cats too now), he'd still try to feed them and pet them whenever he could

-Don't worry about your pet making a mess in his office, because your paramour will train it to be civil and docile, which can prevent many incidents from happening. Your cat does find some of the western furniture in there to be fun places to climb and leap onto, but it never damages anything with it's claws, which is what you're thankful for since you don't want a disappointed Ango on your heels

-Despite not being an affectionate person, Ayatsuji actually likes to pet your cat! It gives him a sense of relief and calmness, since he prefers to be alone with cats than with humans (you're the exception). If you ask him to, he'll definitely brush your cat's coat everyday; and he is so focused and detailed while doing it that it makes you think the cat was his own child (in some way it is hehe)

-He also likes the cat's company when he's looking over cases in his office. Ayatsuji doesn't bring your cat to crime scenes since he doesn't want to jeopardise it's safety, but when he is pondering over the perpetrators of the case, the feline would nuzzle itself up against his legs, which would make him become slightly soft inside

-Shopping for cat collars!! If you haven't noticed in the picture yet, Ayatsuji's cats both have cute collars that suit them very nicely, and there's no doubt he'd want the same for your cat (if you allow it of course). He has amazing taste, and knows where to get the cheapest but best looking cat collars in Yokohama. I headcanon he likes the collars with darker colours and a small bell on it; simplistic yet stylish

-As you all know, Ayatsuji likes dolls, and is talented at making them. So over the course of a few days, he might stitch together a few small dolls for your cat to play with. It keeps your cat entertained, and even Ayatsuji himself cracks a few rare smiles here and there at the adorable sight

-10/10 cat parent, and a 100/10 partner. Ayatsuji will treat you and your cat right :)

Now I want a pet cat too 🤧🐈

@circinuus @ruanais @yuugen-benni @oldworldpoolhall @kolyakisses @sariel626 @chocsra

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lostbookreader · 1 year

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Not So Secret Feelings

You have been friends with the Sam and Colby crew for a while now which is great except for the feelings towards a certain dark-haired boy that you can’t shake so Corey and Jake help you guys confess to eachother….

It was another slow morning in the house since no one really had any plans until later in the day which is rare nowadays with everyone's busy schedules. Like usual though you were not able to take the opportunity to sleep in like the rest of your roommates, so you were sitting in the living room editing your new video and enjoying the quiet while you could. Finally being able to focus and not feeling tired you were able to knock out a majority of it before you felt the couch sink next to you and have a kiss placed on top of your head.

Looking to your left, Colby had a smile on his face as he was watching the video play on your screen “This was probably one of my favorites we’ve done for your channel. Also good morning gorgeous I didn't think anyone else would be up yet.”

“Good morning Colbs. I've been up for a while and my brain wouldn’t let me sleep anymore so I figured I would try to get this edited before we go meet up with Corey and Jake.” You say before you quickly stop the video so you could cut out the part where you stuttered.

“Woah hey why are you deleting it you should keep it,”

“Absolutely not,” you say while letting out a laugh, “I hate it when I stutter, especially this bad. Plus I don’t want to see any comments about it”

“Well I like it and who cares what they think it shows them your human,”

Shaking your head you mumble about not needing the mix of comments about your stutter and the body or outfit comments that would definitely be in the comment section of this video. Quickly deleting the clip and saving it before Colby could do anything, you miss him looking at you and the sad look on his face. But you both continue to bicker about it as you continue to edit.

The video was just a you and Colby collab which definitely aren’t rare for either of your channels but it was one you were nervous to post. It was one where you bought each other's outfits and revealed them to each other with a try on portion at the end. You both had a blast being able to hang out and film a light hearted video but these ones tended to get more comments leading into the fans thinking you were secretly dating. Which isn't the case. You guys are just best friends that have very flirty and joking personalities which you've tried to make very clear to the fans.

You and him are in the middle of one of your bouts when Sam walks in laughing at you two,

“It’s nine in the morning and you two are already going at it? Just kiss already.”

“Very funny Sam. Why don't you kiss Colby instead?” you say with a laugh which caused the boys to join in as well. Shutting your laptop you stand and start walking towards the stairs, “I'm going to go get ready. Remember we have to meet Jake and Corey for lunch at noon!”

You don't remember when your feelings started for Colby but they have been around for a while and as hard as you try to you can't get rid of them. Ever since Kat introduced you to the group, you and Colby definitely hit it off right away and you were connected at the hip right away which is why after a while you think you started developing your crush. No one in the group knows except for Kat and Corey who picked up a couple months back and have kept it secret for you since. It still hasn't stopped them from encouraging you to admit your feelings for Colby. Which you haven't done obviously. You don't want to jeopardize what you have with him over the silly butterflies you get when you look at him.

What you don’t know is that Colby feels the exact same way about you and just hasn’t built up the guts to confess to you. The only people that know about his feelings towards you are Sam and Jake and just recently Corey. He found out thanks to Jake at a party a few weeks ago making a jab at Colby if he doesn’t make a move on Y/N he was which of course made Corey freak out.

“What's got you so down already this morning man?” Sam asks while tossing a pillow at a zoned out Colby.

“Nothing dude, just thinking. Y/N was editing the video we filmed the other day where we picked each other's outfits and she was so down on herself about her stutter but there's something more that's bugging her. So I'm just figuring out what.”

Sam just shook his head and looked at his friend, “When are you going to ask them out man? It's been what? Almost three years now?”

“Yeah something like that. I just don't want to ruin what we have. No offense but they just get me and it's never been awkward between us. If we started dating and it didn't work out I would be losing a best friend.”

“Except you would work out dude. You guys are literally a match made in heaven.”

“You're hilarious dude, it's never that easy. I'm going to go get ready.”

Ironically enough you actually decide to wear the shirt Colby bought for you in your video but work it more into your style. It was a cropped tight fitted red shirt that you decided to wear with your favorite black cargo pants, a necklace Colby got you guys for christmas last year and your favorite converse. With some extra accessories thrown into the outfit you made your way downstairs.

Kat and Colby are at the bottom talking about how Sam always took the longest out of everyone to get ready, but Colby stops when he sees you and smiles, “you're wearing the shirt I bought you!”

“Of course I am. I told you I liked it. I just didn't feel like me.” You say as he grabs you and pulls you into a hug.

“I thought you looked great but I definitely like your outfit more.” He says while he glances down and notices the necklace you have on.

“You two are adorable please tell me you didn't plan on wearing the same necklace today?” Kat asks while she gives you a quick hug and you mumble about how it wasn't planned.

Kat definitely always tries to get some rise out of you whenever Colbys is around, probably to try and get you to slip about your feelings for him. Thankfully you haven’t. Yet. The games continue throughout your lunch with Jake and Corey and like most social situations you and Colby tend to mostly talk to each other rather than with the group. Which caused you to miss them discussing the plan on getting one of you to confess to the other.

The plan happens a few weeks later when all of you are hanging out at the house having your usual pizza night and watching movies. You and Colby are sharing the big bean bag chair cuddling with a blanket while everyone else has their spot on the couch. Corey and you had kept making eye contact throughout the night where he would be making kissy faces at you and Colby and other silly faces which you responded with eye rolls and hiding your face in Colby’s neck.

At some point Sam needed to go to the bathroom so everyone was either on their phones or talking to one another. Colby and you were looking at his phone and you made a joke about him liking a random Instagram photo about you two dating which then in turn led to you being tickled.

“Colby please! I can’t breathe. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” you gasp out in between laughs which makes him smile.

“That's what you get for making fun of —--,”

He didn't get to finish his sentence because of Jake and Corey both standing up and the later exclaiming, “I can’t deal with this anymore. You two need to confess your feelings for each other.”

Corey picks you up and throws you on his shoulder while Jake takes Colby’s arm and takes you guys to Colby’s room.

He sets you on the ground before putting his hands on your shoulders and shakes you a little bit, “You two do not get to leave until Colby knows that you are madly in love with him,” before he turns to Colby and points at him “and until y/n knows that you have loved them ever since we met them. Do I make myself clear?”

You two just stand there limply staring at the two while Jake continues, “He and I will be outside to make sure but also know that we have three cameras hidden which we will be checking. So no trying to lie or scheme to get out of this. This has gone on long enough and we want you both to be happy. Now go.”

They both turn and walk out of the room shutting the door behind them, leaving you and Colby standing there not knowing what to do. You were the first one to break, not doing well with the silence and nerves building inside you.

“I am s-s-s-so sorry. I didn’t know they were going to do this and now it’s gonna be awkward. I get it if you don't feel anything for me. I really do. My feelings just kinda happened and came out of nowhere. I was just going to let them die out b-b-b-but they never did. I-I-I wasn’t going to do anything or tell anyone but then Kat and C-C-Corey found out and they have been trying to get me to do it since. Now it's awkward. B-b-but I can promise you I am okay with staying frie-,”

Your rambling gets cut off by Colby placing his lips on yours and him lightly cupping your face. Definitely hesitant to fully do it to try not to scare you but your eyes flutter shut and kiss back. He slowly wraps his hand around my hips as I cup his neck to get us even closer than before while he deepens the kiss by gently biting your lip and slipping his tongue inside to brush with yours. You're not sure who pulls away first but you are both smiling as you catch your breath.

“You are so cute when you stutter,” He whispers while he rubs your cheek and watches you bite your lip.

“If my stuttering gets you to kiss me like that every time then I suddenly love when I do that,” you chuckle before finally looking at him with a smile.

You both laugh before he looks at your lips one more time before kissing you again. He keeps it soft before pulling away too soon, “I know we just skipped a step or two but is now a good time to ask you if you will go on a date with me?”

Laughing, you nod your head yes before you pull him into another kiss.

#imagine #colby x reader #sam golbach #colby brock imagine #sam and colby #fluff #imagines #fanfic #colby brock

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shalscumbunny · 1 year

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Safe place | Yandere Shalnark returning home after the death of his friends

Summary: Shalnark is tired after everything that happened in Yorkshin and just wants to be in your arms

Pairing: Shalnark X GN.Reader

Warnings: Kidnapped reader, mention of canonical character death in HxH (Possible spoiler), Slight change in the chronology and original story in HxH

Author’s note: I always mention it in all my writings in English, but better safe than sorry, English is not my native language so it is very likely to find many mistakes and also that I know practically nothing about writing “X character and Y / n”

Sites: AO3

It was late at night when you were resting, out of nowhere you got up, you took it as a bad omen instantly but you tried not to think about it, you just went to the bathroom and got a glass of water from the kitchen before going back to bed.

Shalnark had been gone for a week, you hated to admit it, but you even missed him, maybe because you hadn't spoken to a human being in a week, but you enjoyed that he wasn't harassing you as usual.

Just as you were beginning to fall asleep again, the bedroom door opened, however, it took at least a minute until footsteps were heard inside the room, shortly after you felt Shalnark's weight on the bed, his body for the first time shook. felt cold.

You were turning your back on him, you couldn't see him, but there was another type of atmosphere, one that you had never experienced with him, however, you didn't say anything, until you felt how his arms were around your waist and you were attached to him, supporting his chin in the crook of your neck.

"Shalnark, I'm not in the mood right now" You said with an annoyed tone, trying to get out of his arms.

"If you want, we can fight in the morning, please, not now" Shalnark said, hugging you tighter.

You froze at the moment you heard him, in the first place, you didn't remember that Shalnark had ever said "please" to you in a genuine way, much less had you heard that tone of voice, was it... Sadness?

"Shalnark?" You called him worried

He didn't answer, he was quiet, you just felt his breath on your neck, it was slow and tired in a certain way.

"Shalnark" You called him again

Again silence to your call.

Shalnark left your neck and hid in your nape, you felt strange, you had never experienced this with him.

You didn't want to turn around, it wasn't that Shalnark was scaring you right now, but it was something new and you didn't know how to react.

"Y/n" Shalnark called to you in a whisper

Before you could answer, you felt some moisture begin to form on the back of your neck, perhaps... Is he crying?

"Y/n?" He called you again

"I'm here, what happened?" You asked in an expressionless tone.

"Look at me, please"

"Since when do you ask me for things?" You asked with the same tone of voice

"Don't make me beg" He told you, hugging you tighter

You were silent, you're upset, but not with him this time, you're upset with you, it disgusted you to feel sorry for him, you felt sorry for someone despicable like Shalnark, you felt sorry for the man who kidnapped you, he took away your freedom, your dignity and several other things without any kind of contemplation.

"You've never begged me for anything, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm tired, please..."

You turned annoyed when you heard it, but you didn't look at it, you just started screaming.

"Tired of? You're not like that, you don't ask for things, you don't feel empathy for anyone, you're a monster that forces me to be with him, why would I have to do you some kind of favor!?"

You let out all your annoyance by saying that, you didn't even know where so much anger came from, and it was the first time you told him what you thought out loud.

You opened your eyes to see him, expecting some kind of typical reaction from him, but... He was still, motionless, just looking at you in silence with blurred eyes and an expression of sadness.

You were stunned to see him, the one who was next to you on the bed wasn't Shalnark, it couldn't be him.

"You finished?" He asked you in a soft tone.

You didn't answer him, your head was processing Shalnark's state and while it was happening he pulled you, hugging your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"You always make everything difficult, how annoying you are" He blurted out, resting his ear on your chest.

You looked at him surprised, you didn't understand what was happening, you didn't touch him, you just stayed there.

"What happened?" You dared to ask him

"They are no longer..." Shalnark answered with a tired voice.

"Who?"

"Uvo and Paku"

You remembered them, once they came to see Shalnark, but you ignored them, from what he told you, they were friends for years, members of the Gen'ei Ryodan too.

But you didn't ask him more, you understood what he meant, but you didn't touch him, you just looked at him in silence, you wanted to enjoy seeing him sad, but, you couldn't.

"You will not say anything?" Shalnark asked, hugging your waist.

"I have nothing to say to you"

"Do you enjoy seeing me like this?"

"No, I'm not like you, I don't delight in other people's pain"

Shalnark was silent, he just continued hugging you, he wanted to calm down, even if you didn't comfort him, your mere presence managed to clear his mind of the pain of losing his friends, after all, even against your will, for him you were his girlfriend , your duty was to be there.

When he listen your heart he felt calm, now he beat calmly, his body relaxed when he felt your warmth and your smell, he loved you so much no matter what.

He was like a child when it came to you, you were his safe place, even if you hated and despised him, he loved you, he loved your mere existence near him.

For you, he was also like a child too, omitting the long list of crimes, many times, he just wanted your attention, he loved being on top of you, kissing you, hugging you and keeping you only for him, you knew you were precious to him.

But now, he was not the capricious and selfish child that always hovered around you, now he was a child in search of comfort.

You just sighed before wrapping your arms around him, pulling him to your chest.

"I'm here" you said with a calming tone.

You weren't like him, that's why you do that, you weren't a monster. You felt sorry, just that.

Shalnark only held you closer, relaxed in your arms, he loved you, he loved you so much now, it didn't matter if your comfort was a lie, he loved you so much more now, he was sure now that he would never let you go from his side.

You were born for him, you existed to belong to him, your body, your soul, your life, all of that was his and as long as he lived he wouldn't let anyone else have you.

"Shalnark?" You called him

He didn't answer you, when you saw him, he was fast asleep, with a smile on his lips and the trace of a couple of tears in his eyes. He was clinging to you, like a child to his stuffed animal and like so many times, you knew he wouldn't let you go until he woke up.

You sighed before calmly caressing his hair and resting your head on his, falling asleep little by little, although, for the first time, you didn't feel like you were sleeping with your enemy, you felt like you were sleeping with someone you wanted to take care of, no matter how inexplicable it was, at least seeing him vulnerable made you hate him a little less.

Thank you so much for reading my shit 🖤

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kimtaesss · 1 year

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Summary: your ex boyfriend from 2 years ago has returned. Despite wanting to avoid him at all cost it’s impossible when you both share the same friend group. To make things worse, he has come back with a girlfriend.

Pairing: Taehyung x reader ; Yoongi x reader

Genre: angst, fluff, exes to (?), exes au

Warnings: starting with a flashback (again 😭); honestly this chapter is mostly flashbacks of how their relationship was before; y/n being a simp for Taehyung and Taehyung only; y/n is just a sad bitch tbh; a bit of Jimin’s and Yoongi’s perspective and yeah! Oh! Just a little fyi some phrase are repetitive cause they kind of share the same brain 🙄. Mini reunion between Taehyung and y/n at the end of the chapter ( but not really). Next chapter you’ll see the reunion of y/n and Taehyung!

Authors note: honestly I’m not really satisfied but I am? Let me know if I should rewrite this chapter tbh 😭 Also its 6 in the morning so if there’s some typos let’s just ignore that. I’m pretty sure I got them all though so fingers crossed.

Chapters: m.list | 01 | 02 | …..

"I-I don't think I can make it across" You yell as you pay attention to the ground. You're too scared to pay attention to anything else, even the voice of your boyfriend.

You've always been a homebody, you hated being outside, and being adventurous. Well, you didn't have that growing up, so you guess that added onto your lack of courage. And maybe deep down you wanted to try new things, but again, you had no one to share that with.

But Taehyung, your boyfriend, is trying to stop that cycle. He wants you explore the world, and not just with anyone, with him.

"It's okay! I got you" Taehyung yells back but with a more soft tone. He wants you to feel comfortable enough to take a risk. But he also needed you to hear him. He wants to make sure you know that he's got you, no matter what.

"No! You just- you go ahead and have fun. I can just stay back and wait for you" You move your hands all over the place, almost like you're shaking off water. And that was a dumb mistake, as you clumsily began to lose control.

You were standing on top of a rock, and you're not exactly the lightest human being. You're also not very coordinated, so you tend to fall a lot. But Taehyung still managed to convince you to do this, you're still not even sure what this is.

You trust Taehyung. Just as much as you love him. So, you didn't think you'd be feeling scared to the point where you feel dizzy. But here you are, feeling exactly that.

He never did respond to you. Technically, you did tell him to leave so you shouldn't feel mad or disappointed. But, you guess deep down you wanted him to fight for you.

Yup! You're being dramatic again. You definitely need to grow the fuck up.

"Ahhh" you scream as you kick your legs, and move your arms like some crazy person. You felt arms on your waist, and you could have sworn that you were about to get kidnap.

That was until you heard that deep voice, with an adorable laugh. Immediately you felt as ease. He didn't leave you. He didn't.

"You came back!"

"I never left. I'd never leave you"

Those words. It made you feel seen. It made you feel important. You almost wanted to cry, knowing that you have someone who is willing to put with you. It sounds silly, and you know it. But sometimes it's nice to know you're needed or wanted.

That day ended up with you both falling into the water. Well, actually Taehyung pushed you to fall on your own, but you dragged him down with you.

"I'm so going to be sick tomorrow" you laugh as you continue to splash water and throw some towards Taehyung.

"It's okay! That just means that I can cuddle you all night, and never leave your side"

"Gosh. You're so clingy sometimes" You say, even though you love when he acts clingy. It just means he’s not tired of you yet.

He laughs and carries the biggest smile you've ever seen on anyone. The way his eyes were shining, and staring directly at yours. Your heart beat kept rising, you could literally feel your heart beat out your chest. You were head over heels for Taehyung. You were happy knowing that you had found the person you want to spend the rest of your life with.

"I am. I really am"

You continued to stay in the water for hours, just laughing and playing silly little games. He had brought back the happiness you were so desperately were trying to find.

You were beginning to realize how life is so beautiful when you share it with someone.

Who knew dreams can turn into nightmares?

"Hey, y/n. It's me Taehyung"

Did you hear that correctly? Was your ex-boyfriend really on the phone? It didn't make sense, like at all. Still in shock, the phone slid down your hands, and fell onto the ground. You were in complete shock. This was most definitely not something you had planned happening. You're almost one hundred percent sure, that Taehyung also didn't have this planned.

"Hello? Y/n?!"

Taehyung tried to yell loud enough for you to hear him. He knew that the phone had slipped out of your hands, well because you were quite predictable when it came to reactions. But the yelling couldn't knock you back to your senses. Maybe it was the fact that this did not feel real, this felt more like a dream.

However, it was a dream you wanted to wake out of. This wasn't what you wanted nor needed right now. You were about to go outside and have your friends either hype you up, or maybe make some dumb comment that made you laugh. Either way, you'd take it. But now things took a drastic turn. Your hear a knock on the door, and shivers ran down your back. Immediately, you regained yourself, well sort of. You technically were now more aware of your surroundings, but your mind still felt foggy, and shaky.

"Are you going to show us the dress or not?! I can't promise I'll be nice, but I promise to tell you the truth!" The whine in his voice, yup! It's Jimin. Even though, you technically regained your senses, your mouth felt like it was glued shut. You couldn't let a single word slip out of your mouth.

"Okay! You leave me no choice but to come in there and see you butt naked! Is that what you want?"

Still no reply from you. You were once again in a frozen state, and all the effort to escape this mess was undone. You hear a loud noise, and you instantly knew that Jimin was in fact trying to break in. He didn't know about your current situation, but why was the idea of having him in the room with you making you more nervous? Is it because things could end horrible, and the whole birthday dinner would be ruined or... could it be something else? You just didn't know.

"Dude..what are you doing?" A new voice appeared and you could really differentiate who was who. Your mind was still stuck on the voice that you heard a couple of minutes ago. His beautiful deep voice, you missed it. You missed him.

"Trying to open the door. Duh?" Jimin was questioning Yoongi, rather than actually making a comment. He had that sarcastic tone, like he was answering a dumb child.

Usually you'd laugh to that. Or at least crack a small smile, but it seems like the things that are suppose to make you happy, only make you more sad.

"Why don't you just use the key?" Yoongi spewed back. He was also carrying that sarcasm with him. You just knew they were going to argue about this for days. These two, as much as they loved each-other, they are too petty at times.

At times it feels like Yoongi and Jimin are the exact same person. The only difference was, Jimin had no boundaries and Yoongi at least attempts to be respectful. Although he also has his few bad moments, and ideas.

"There's a key?" A smack was heard and that again brought you closer to your senses but not completely. Why did he say your name like that? And why couldn't you stop thinking about it? You wanted to do nothing but cry. For days, weeks, months or fuck it, years. You wanted to release the very few emotions you've tried to hold back.

"Y/n! Please help! Yoongi just hit me in the back of the head" Jimin continued to plead for your help.

"Yeah, well maybe stop being a dumbass and you won't be smacked" Yoongi's hot breathe, and extreme close proximity to Jimin's ear, lead to Jimin's outburst.

"Snitch" Jimin attempted, again, the key word was attempted to whisper. But if you heard it and there was a door in between you. Then, Yoongi was already planning Jimin's funeral.

You know. You know you're being ridiculous. You're 23 years old, and you're locked up in your room, crying for an ex boyfriend. And it hits you even more knowing that Taehyung hasn't cried for you, or had break downs while he was working like you.

You know that no matter how you're feeling, Taehyung was happy. He beat you. It's not like it was ever a competition, but you know that feeling when you see your ex boyfriend move on, and he seems to be doing better in life than you? It's almost like you were never needed, and instead you were setting him back.

You make yourself believe that you were the problem, even if you weren't. Of course, you had your moments, but who knows. Maybe, you're making yourself a saint, and were actually the reason behind the break up.

God. Some days, you just want to climb onto the highest mountains and just jump right off them. You doubt the pain would ever amount to the one you're currently feeling.

No. You need to get your shit together, and snap out of it. He has moved on, so it shouldn't be hard for you to do the same. But it's just a bit harder when you weren't the one who gave up, the distance never took away the love you had for him. It only increased it.

No. You shake your head, as you try to shake off those thoughts that keep haunting you. It's time to focus on your present self, and the dress that is attempting to cover your flaws. As it turns out the first time you "figured it out" , you had your dress inside out. Luckily there was no one with you, because that was truly just a brain fart moment.

"I-I'm going. I just need to figure out the straps" your voice was a little too squeaky. It was making your entire body cringe. And you hate it. You hate that your voice was tiny; you hate that you're acting like a child when they don't get what they want.

Even when you attempt to fix the straps on the dress, you're moving like a sloth. But you manage to do it, and you couldn't be more sad. It's just... it's too hard for you to act like everything was fine.

See, Taehyung was your go to person. He was the first person that made you feel comfortable in your body. He was the first person who would go out of his way, and drop you off food at work. He was the first person who could read your mind. He knew you. He exposed you to things you've always wanted but never had the guts to try on your own.

And trying on a dress was one of them. You never enjoyed putting on tight clothes. Not unless you were around Taehyung. It's not like you depended on him for a lot of things, and you probably sound like some desperate women who always need a man’s approval. And you don't and aren't.

But Taehyung let you take your time, and never pushed you to do or be someone you aren't. He would always reassure you, take pictures of you, and made sure you are able to appreciate yourself in them.

"Bitch you're slow as fuck! Hurry up!" Jimin's throwing a tantrum again. You hear the stomping and the knocking on the door, and it managed to crack a little smile on your face.

You walked towards the door, not even caring to take a look in the mirror again. Of course, you were afraid of breaking down, because let's face it you were an insecure person. It hit you even more, knowing that Taehyung was going to see you in this very dress.

Your hand grabs the door knob and twists it a little before you actually open the door. You take a deep breathe before you eventually open the door, and let your two stupid friends walk in.

The looks on their faces, made you feel some type of way. You weren't sure if you should be more insecure or if you should be over the moon. It definitely made you more self aware.

"Is it that bad? Or do I look bad?" You're roaming your hands all over your body, almost like you're fixing it up. Even though it's clearly ironed and nothing needs to be adjusted. You're just a nervous mess right now. They're too quiet.

"Oh. My. God. Let's fuck!" Jimin said that with no hesitation. It made you choke the very air, you depended on to live. Your throat was becoming dry, as you continue to cough.

"That's- I was not excepting that comment." You're not sure if you should take that compliment too serious. Well, you know that you and Jimin will never fuck. He just likes to play a lot. But still, you guess you meant if you were even attractive enough to do you know…that.

"Dude! You are so going to make Taehyung's girl jealous" Jimin let's just about anything slip out of his mouth. He even allowed Yoongi to punch him. Not that Yoongi ever needed permission, but he sure did not put up a fight.

"Do you ever just think before you speak? This isn't about Taehyung or his girl. This is about y/n! Which by the way, you look... gorgeous."

"Thanks Yoongi. It really means a lot" You sway your body, as you took in that compliment. Yoongi does compliment you, but it's on rare occasions. And usually you have to ask him, but today, he took the initiative. So you guess, you guess you look decent.

"I'm sorry y/n. I know you are your own person. I just- I didn't think. You look amazing, really! I mean I'd marry you, you know... if I was into you."

Yoongi gives Jimin a "what the fuck" look. But you just end up snorting and laughing like a maniac. Now, they are both giving you a "what the fuck" look.

Now there's tears streaming down your face. You were sad, but those tears weren't sad tears. They were more like, you're grateful to have two friends, who despite being idiots. Are always supporting you, and making sure you feel somewhat comfortable.

"I'm so sorry! Did I make you cry?" Jimin's panic mode, looks like a mother losing a child in a store. It's just hilarious seeing him all stressed out and worried.

"Nice going, dick head" Yoongi says as he rolls his eyes. He was so over Jimin and his stupid comments. He really just wanted to slap tape on his mouth and hope that would shut him up.

"At least I get head"

But Jimin just continued.

"Oh gosh. I'm leaving this conversation" You continue snorting as you walk to the kitchen. You needed a drink or maybe some pills to calm the arising headache you're getting from being in their presence.

"Can you bring back wine, while you're at it" Jimin shouts, as if your apartment wasn't small and had thin walls. He holds a mischievous smile, and you are shivering from the very thought of it. Jimin when he's drunk, is not the best influence.

And you drunk? Well... you're definitely a follower.

You just hope you can wake up for work tomorrow. Or you guess today. You needed a distraction before the stupid birthday dinner. Well, it's not actually stupid. Taehyung is.

Taehyung. How you wish you could turn back time.

Jimin ended up passing out after only one glass of wine. He probably had some earlier, he usually lasted longer than that. As for Yoongi? He was taking pictures of you, and attempting to guide you.

"I think it might be better if you... I don't know, put your leg forward? That's hot. Right?"

"I don't know" you shrug to emphasize your confusion. "You're supposed to tell me that" you laugh, as you see him constantly squint and attempt to find your angle. He is trying his best, and that's all you could ever really ask of him.

You continue to move around, or pose in a way, that doesn't look like you have back problems. Or shows just how poorly you can walk in heels, and apparently standing in heels is also a huge struggle for you.

You almost want to give up. In fact, you should. You know that keeping those photos in your camera roll, will be for no reason. You'll never have the courage to truly admire the details, without having something bad to say about them. And if by chance, you happen to look through your camera roll, you'll wake up with puffy eyes and stuffy nose.

"I mean... you look good" Yoongi hesitated for a while to make a comment, which lead him to stutter. You can see the instant regret and embarrassment all over his face. He even curses under his breathe, clearly ready to leave out the very door he snuck into earlier.

"Thanks" You simply reply, as a small smile plasters on your face. It felt forced but at the same time, you know you wanted to smile. He seemed... somewhat genuine about it. Still, his effort definitely lighten your mood.

"Anyway, I should...probably go" he points behind to Jimin and then the door. "He's drunk and I have work tomorrow. Or I guess today?" He freezes realizing how bad he fucked up. Yoongi takes a while to fall asleep, and now looking at the clock, he knows he'll end up showing up to work, without any sleep. He sighs as if had been holding his breathe in for a couple of hours. He's dreading leaving, knowing that he'll have to leave straight to work.

You understand that in so many ways. In fact, you're debating yourself if you should call out of work. It's not for any particular reason. Okay, you're lying again. It's the pain and shame in showing up in a place, that held so many memories.

Taehyung always felt like you're other half. Literally and figuratively. He was always with you, whether that be in mind or standing right beside you. He would always go with you to work and pick you up, just so you don't encounter some creep. Taehyung was half of your heart. He shared this bond with you, that at times it felt like you were seeing your exact reflection.

But when he left. In a way, he left with your heart and identity. You had no idea who you were without him. Maybe, that's why you decided to not reply back to him on the phone. You were unsure of how to respond to him, without remembering all those memories and words that were floating around your heart. You're afraid of admitting that the man you were talking to, or ignoring was not your Taehyung. It was just a different version of a man you used to or…still love.

God. How did you go from work to missing Taehyung? Your mind sure likes to play games with you. Yoongi is the one standing in front of you. Showing you just how much he cares. You should have the decency of keeping him in your thoughts rather than Taehyung, who is no where around.

"Thank you" You blurt out of nowhere. You kind of scared yourself, to be honest. You weren’t exactly sure where that came from.

Yoongi placed Jimin over his shoulders, grunting as he attempts to keep a good hold on him. But once he hears your voice again, knowing you were deep in thought, he turns around. Or attempts to have a better view of you, just as you of him.

"Don't. Thank Jimin, it was all his idea"

"I will. But I'm thanking you right now"

"Why?" Yoongi questions, clearly taken a back by your hard stance on thanking him.

"You made me forget about him. You made me think of me. I didn't think that was possible, even if it was just for a spilt second"

"You're an amazing person, you should think of yourself more often. Plus, it was you who made it possible"

"What?" You snort as you lean onto the wall behind you. "How? How did I make it possible?" You question him as if there was no possible answer to your question. Deep down you felt like there wasn't.

But he sure finds ways to surprise you. It made you feel all giddy inside, knowing that you still had someone who went above and beyond to make you feel like a little kid again. He made you feel... well, you're not sure if you can accurately describe it. But it sure felt nice.

"It's just easy to compliment and make someone feel special when they already are" he turns back around, as your eyebrows furrow. You were trying to take in his words, and the meaning behind them. It felt like he sprinkled your open wounds, with fairy dust. And the wounds were slowly closing.

He gives you one final look back. "Good night y/n"

"Good night" you whisper as the door slammed closed.

Instantly your body was sliding down the wall. As your brain was rebooting itself, and your tears were streaming down your face. You could feel everything and nothing all at once.

You're special? Like you?

Maybe just to him. Maybe he was just being a good friend, and managed to say the right words. Even when the right words felt wrong, especially the way it took your breathe away.

You stare in front of you. You stare at the broken glass that was left from earlier or yesterday. The glass that was holding up, the picture of you and your supposed soulmate.

And just like the glass, you were scattered on the floor. You were fragile enough to break with one sentence. You were broken enough to understand that no matter how much love and praise you get from others, you'd flip everything, and rain on your own parade. You loved yourself enough to hear those praises, but hated yourself to the point of turning those praises into pain.

Because if you were so damn special you wouldn't be in the place you were in. And he wouldn't be in the arms of someone else.

Even if he called you. Even if he contacted you first. You were always going to be his second option.

He managed to move on. without you.

"Jimin wake up" Yoongi rocks Jimin's lifeless body, well it felt that way anyways. Jimin was passed out. He's not even sure how he managed to do that, especially after only one damn drink.

"Mmm later" Jimin managed to slip out of his mouth, but it still sounded a bit slurred. Thankfully, Yoongi can speak hung over Jimin.

But just like Yoongi can understand Jimin, he knew the only way Jimin would wake up is if someone threw cold water to his face. Well, that or a slap. And because it was Jin's birthday dinner today, Jimin could not have any marks on his face.

Unfortunately.

After a couple of buckets of water thrown at Jimin's face, Jimin managed to wake up. A little bit too much for Yoongi's liking, seeing as Jimin can not shut up.

"I just know it's going to be super awkward, and I'm going to bust out laughing because of it. Like it's already weird enough that's Taehyung is going, but he had to bring some girl he just started dating. Like does he even think of y/n and her feelings like-"

"If you say like one more time, I'm going to strangle you to death" Yoongi interrupted as his head was starting to hurt from Jimin's constant blabbering. He knew that he had good intentions, but it's 10 in the morning, and honestly speaking, just the idea of seeing Taehyung is making him annoyed.

He's also a bit disappointed. He used to be close to Taehyung, but then he had to pull this little stunt.

He still remembers how Y/n had been knocking at his door at 3 in the morning. Her mascara was splattered all over her face. Her eyes were black, almost like she had been in a boxing match and lost, bad. The way her hair was sticking out, and clinging onto the corners of her face from her constant crying.

She looked so out of it. It hurt. It hurt to know that he couldn't protect her, even if he couldn't do anything to prevent her from feeling that heartache.

And the worst part was that Taehyung went mute when it came to explaining why he dumped her.

"Hello?! Are you even listening to me? God. I need a new fucking roommate, I'm amazing to talk to" Jimin didn't pay attention to Yoongi, and the way his face immediately changed.

"Sorry. What did you say?" Yoongi didn't even recognize himself. His tone, his voice. He felt and sounded so weak.

"Dude. Did you just apologize to me?" He points to himself as he stares behind him, in case he missed someone's presence.

This only annoyed Yoongi. He was always annoyed, and he hated it. For once, he wanted to feel okay. He wanted to stop this rage he carries with him. He wanted to feel nothing.

"Yeah? It's no big deal" His annoyance carried throughout his voice. He almost wanted to cry, because of how overwhelmed he felt.

How he hated emotions.

"It is if it's coming from you! You never apologize. Not even when you dropped food on my bed"

"I guess" Yoongi shrugs, as his eyes roll back. It was his way to disguise the tears that wanted to pounce out his eyes. Even that expression felt like too much, but it was just this strong feeling, that he couldn't describe it differently.

Why was he acting like this? He should just act tough, be the man he's suppose to be. Or whatever his father used to say.

"What's wrong?" Jimin questioned, after feeling that tension between him and Yoongi. He wanted nothing more than to hear Yoongi's truth. But he knew that won't happen any time soon or ever.

But he cared. He cared so much that it physically hurt him to see Yoongi like this. And he knew why, or at least deep down he had a feeling.

It was the same reason as his. He missed his old friend. He missed laughing at the same movie, because you guys could never agree on one, and resort to one you watched ages ago.

It was a comfort movie. It was. Until it wasn't.

"Nothing" he shrugs it off. "What's wrong with you?" Yoongi's throws back the question. But he could guess the answer that was going to slip out of Jimin's mouth. It would be the same as his.

"Nothing"

Knew it.

They both stayed quiet. They were used to this, the silence. It was different before, but that was a different time. It was a time where the trio were together, where the trio would do everything together.

See, when Taehyung left and dumped y/n, in a way he also dumped his friends. At least Jimin and Yoongi. They never got an explanation either, so the pain and anger y/n feels, they feel twice as much.

They knew him longer than y/n, but still he didn't act like he did.

And they try to hide it. They try to hide the fact that Taehyung broke their hearts too. Taehyung was their glue in a way. He was the one to convince Yoongi to be a bit more out there and enjoy life. And he helped Jimin understand when it's necessary to act like an adult.

He was the perfect person to put Jimin and Yoongi in their place. The only difference was they both didn't mind it. And when he left. It was difficult for them to help or guide the other one out.

"I missed him" Yoongi wanted to blurt out. He wanted to shout. Taehyung was like his little brother, and when he lost him because he did lose him. He just wasn't ever himself.

But he chose to stay quiet. As did Jimin.

They simply gave each-other a knowing look, as their eyes began to reflect their inner pain. One smile and they went their separate ways.

Sometimes it was better to leave than stay.

Maybe they had more common with Taehyung than they thought.

You woke up with the biggest headache and you knew it was a foreshadow for todays event.

You didn't want to get up. You didn't want to see him, even though you've been waiting for this exact moment since he left.

You even typed up a couple of messages to send to Taehyung before you eventually read them over and deleted them.

You wanted to know what he was going to say, and honestly speaking you would have sent them but you were afraid that it would be at a bad time. Or his girlfriend would see it and blame him or you for it.

You just didn't want to jeopardize Jin's birthday. And maybe you were afraid of the answer you'd get. Maybe it was a mix of both.

Sometimes you wonder if he's the same person.

Has anything changed? Well, apart from coming back and with a partner.

Has he dyed his hair the color he has always wanted? A lighter brown. Although the color sounds plain and quite common, Taehyung loved it. He said he found warmth in that color. He felt it every-time he would see that exact color in your eyes.

Has he been taking the writing courses he was saving up for? He used to walk around the streets holding your hand, showing you places, and making sure to bring a pen and notebook with him. He would bring you a pair as well. That way, you could write down what you saw, and your way of seeing the world compared to his. He wanted to learn a side of you, that only you can see. He wanted to make sure to learn and appreciate your vision.

Has he saved enough money for a car? You remember as you took bus rides to your dates, he would pick up pennies, nickels, dimes, and a couple of buttons because he couldn't see very well at night; and place them in his pocket. At first you were confused but then one day you asked him, and from that day forward, you both got to understand each-other in ways you never thought you could.

"Every-time I see a penny, nickel, or dimes on the ground, I have to pick them up. I know it sounds crazy, and I'm probably thinking too big, but I'm saving them up for two things."

And that's when you would butt in and ask him a very original question, "what are the two things?"

"Well they both involve you. Can you guess what it is?" Taehyung would always throw back a question to you, because he knew you'd get impatient and he found your annoyed face to be the cutest thing to ever exist.

"Come on! Just tell me! You know I suck at guessing. I'll probably just say something dumb too"

And as you went on with your whining, he would stare at you with pure adoration. Almost like he were looking at a cute puppy. He couldn't get enough of you. He didn't care if you or anyone else thought he was being extra or sappy, he just wanted to admire you every day.

"Well... okay! One is for a car"

"A car?"

He nods his head. "Yes! A car." He continues to admire your face, the features on your face were so perfect.

"That's great! I have a couple of coins that I can give you! It's not a lot but it's a step closer to reaching your goal. But wait, you said it involves me. How?"

"Well… honestly, I just want to be able to take you on dates without having to embarrass you. I know dating someone who uses a bus as a transportation isn't cool, so.. yeah."

"Woah. Slow your roll there buddy. Do you really think I care if you do or don't have a car?"

"No, I know you don't but I care. I mean I just- I see couples, where the guy picks them up in their own car, and takes them out and stuff. And all I can offer you is a bus ticket." He scoffs. "I want to give you what you deserve"

"Taehyung you've given me more than what I deserve. I mean I have you, and I clearly do not deserve you. And I didn't date you because of what you do or don't have. I'm with you because I know your heart, and I know that if I'm ever feeling down, you'd be there besides me, holding and making me feel better"

You can't see it because you're talking with so much speed and emotion. But something flipped in Taehyung's heart. He felt this urge to get on his knees and ask you right there to be his forever. He felt this urge to let you know, that if anyone doesn't deserve anyone, it's him. He didn't deserve you.

He didn't.

"You do all this without a car. You do all this without asking for anything back, even though I know I have a lot to repay you but-"

Your mouth was shut with a kiss. Taehyung had been hearing every single word that came out of your mouth, and each one touched his heart. He felt like he won a lottery, finding someone like you. And he knew that if he were to ever have to let you go, it would be one of the most excruciating pain he's ever felt.

You shake your head as you try to snap out of that memory. You don't even want to think of a time where you felt like you were going to be together for a long time.

You didn't even get to hear his second choice, if he were to save enough money.

It didn't matter anyways, and it shouldn't. It's been two years, so these random memories and past feelings should have been out of your system a long time ago.

You take a quick glance in the mirror, and get up with speed. You decided that today was it. Today was going to be the last day you cry and think of Taehyung. Because if you don't, you'll grow up old and sad.

And it feels stupid when you think of it. But maybe then you would convince yourself to let go. After all, today isn't your day, it's Jin's.

That old man is getting older and you need to appreciate his friendship and your other friends, before time passes by and you lose them too.

You've clearly been distant from them for a while now. You stopped going out with them, and meeting up with them in general. You always seem to use work as an excuse, and of course they never commented on it but they knew. They knew you were just drowning in your sadness.

But like you said, today was the last day. You're going to be more productive now. You'll fold your blankets, and fix up your bed. Maybe even clean your room a bit, since it looks like a tornado hit.

Your life was starting again today.

It only took a couple of hours, but you managed to clean your whole apartment, and just thinking about it makes you want to tear up. You thought for sure, you'd give up half way through cleaning, like you always do.

But for some reason, you didn't today. You accomplished something on your own, with no help. And it made you feel proud? happy? Maybe both. Because for the first time, you didn't rely on someone, and maybe you're over exaggerating, but for once you didn't care.

You were trying to let your emotions be valid.

Of course. You’re worse than today’s weather. You kept changing your mind. Because just like that, your happiness turned into nervousness.

You took a quick glance at the clock on your wall and it was time for you to get ready. You suddenly feel a slap to your face, as you're wanting nothing more then to call your two friends over.

So much for being independent and not needing to rely on someone anymore.

You walk towards the kitchen table, because you remember that was the last time you had your phone. And unknowingly form a pout, when you realize that your phone was indeed not anywhere near the kitchen area.

You sigh as you scan all over the rooms, under the couches, and even cross your fingers for someone to text or call you. But your phone is drier than a desert. And that was no where near an exaggeration, because it was the truth. its your fault though, you never answer peoples text or calls.

A knock on the door was heard, and you just knew that Jimin was behind that door. You also knew that he probably brought extra clothes, like some tights that would look "sexy" on you. Because Jimin likes to think that tights go with everything. And he also just has a weird obsession with tights if you really think about it.

Or worse, he's brought an even sluttier dress, because he just thinks that if you wear something slutty, you're automatically not sad anymore.

To be honest, the logic is there. Just not when it involves someone as insecure as you.

You also don't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your shocked face as you open the door, so instead you yell, "the door is open come in!" And continue searching for your damn stupid phone.

You decide to go back and check the kitchen one more time, and funny enough it's sitting right where you first had left it. You really need to get your eyes check, it's started to getting embarrassing.

As the door opens, you look through your messages and see one message from Taehyung. You debate if you should open it as your finger is placed right on top of the message. But instead choose to place your phone down on the counter and shut it off.

"I would have thought that the second time was going to work. I guess that’s why they say the third times the charm"

That voice. That bad humor. That deep awkward laugh. That feeling in your heart, when you think of him.

"Taehyung?"

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Truth or Dare, Lucifer?

Warnings: A bit NSFW, Body parts, No Miners

Thanks to the Artist: @51dog 😊

It's afternoon and no one except Lucifer is in the house -Daddy's busy with his paperwork. You were bored and decided to go and check Luci if he needs anything; you went because you KNOW he's done with work ^^. You knocked in your own way and entered.

Lucifer: Oh my dear, how long have I been working? Look at your bored face... Got very tired??

Y/N: Just like you. Here, I brought tea with some biscuit.

While you both were drinking tea, you thought of a game that you played a lot in human world but don't know how to suggest it (But there's NO worry, 'cuase Naughty Asmo is thoughtful 😉)

I heard a game called "Truth or Dare" from Asmo, he told me everything about it. Wanna play it? Because it aroused my curiosity to play it... with you 🤗

You're SHOCKED!! you're just like "You made it up or Asmo really said that?" and kinda confused because he said "Curiosity", which means he has a very DIRTY plan for you (In other words, you're going to BE FUCKED 😊... Soft or Rough, who knows?)

Umm... You sure? Because it's a human world game which you hate.

Hate? Where you heard it? Let me guess, while I was talking with Solomon? I didn't mean it because HE was the person who suggest it, not you. Now, I don't want to hear anything from that disgusting witch or else.

Shall we start?

I hope Asmo told you that saying "Dare" is too much risky, because whatever rival says goes; even it's too bad or you know things 😏 (With saying that, you made his mind so much clear of what you want from him)

He smirked and rolled the wine bottle (Such a Classic Man 👌... wine bottle instead of water bottle). The cork stopped towards you, so he asked: Truth or dare?

For a split second, you wanted to choose dare -wanted to have some fun- but then you remembered your rival is LUCIFER; the demon who would definitely ask you to do sinfully things (Yeah babe, let your imaginations go WILD). With a lot misery, you convinced yourself to not choose it.

Truth

Hmm. Well then tell me something that occupied my mind for a while. Last might at 10 p.m, when you were with Mephistopheles , what did you do? It didn't seem that you were sad by being with him, though he made you laugh a lot.

Wait, Wha.. Are you jealous? Because I was with him and laughed?

Don't think that you can get away with not answering, punishment's expecting you 😊

You damned Asmo, how far did he say about rules? And what rules he made up??? (The last one is the most scaring thing)

We went to buy notebook and highlighters and so on for the project. In the way home, we saw two cats that were fighting and he compared them to you and Satan. That's all.

I know you're telling the truth, my love

"Wait... My LOVE????? he called me my dear and now LOVE? Something IS wrong, I can feel it" said in your mind. You tried to not show any horror in your face and rolled the bottle -he figured it out, after all he's a DEMON!. Again the cork stopped against you -your face was just like this emoji 😶-, you looked at his face which is full of enthusiasm and enjoyment (Don't forget LUST).

You sure that you did NOT spell a curse on it?

He just narrowed his eyes and face turned to an evillish form, as if you're going to say "DARE"!! But you didn't, you out witted him 😎.

Truth

Are you going to keep saying it? Doesn't want to make some changes? -

No thanks, I'm fine -you knew that he meant himself not you but well, that's how you play.

Then, I'll ask interesting questions. What do you like the most about me? And please be comfortable, because I exactly meant what you're thinking.

You coughed.

Wha... what am I thinking about?

Pervert thoughts, of course. The way you're looking at me, shows how beautiful and imaginary that thoughts could be.

What the FUCK?!?!?! He knew it? Why i AM sooooooooooooooo obvious??? Wwwhhhyyyyyyyyy????? Calm down -you took some deep breaths; which confirms Luci's saying (You ARE an idiot, nothing more)

Umm.. What do I like the most? Maybe it's your lips 😶😶

Just that? You sure you don't like MORE PARTS of my BODY? Don't be shy 😊 (Yeah, don't be; after all he IS going to fuck you 🤗)

D..Don't get too much cocky and I want my privacy.

He giggled. He loves the way you shy and don't know what to do. He opens his mouth to say something, but just licked his lips... You knew that he did it on purpose! Was it an invitation? Or wanted to turn me on? That jerk knows how to act and make me horny.

If your bored with the way I play, then why don't you yourself make some changes? -you rolled it and FINALLY the cork stopped against him- Truth or dare?

Hmp, Dare.

You smiled -not in wickedly way.

What a good change! So I want you to wear CAT clothes 😊, which includes cat ear, tail and cat collar.

WAHT??? ha ha, we don't have any of nonsense things that you just said. I'm sorry.

Don't... Here, I HAVE ONE 😉

He's red, maybe because of embarrassment or anger. You gave the bag to him and stared to him which means "Go and try. If you don't, I WIIL do a terrible thing". He sighs and grabbed the bag. Asked you to turn back till he's done -you're so excited and nervous, because you don't know what's expecting you!

Oh, when you're done, MEOW to say that you're ready.

You wan to di-

Sorry, you can threaten me.

Why I can't?

Because if you do, I'll ruin your friendship with him and you will regret it. Sometimes you forget that you're NOT the only demon here, hone😚

He's shocked and disappointed at the same time, he's thinking about since when you've became so cruel?? Is it his effect on you or his brothers? He wonders. As you have no choice but to meow, you meowed (UNBELIEVABLE!!!!), in SEXY way 😎.

M.. Meow

You got a little bit naughty (Don't know why). When you turned, his fake cat ears caught your sight.

You're so CUTEEEEEE. Awwwwwwww😍 Come here I want to pet you.

You didn't wait to hear his permission -you knew he doesn'tlet-; so you stand up, got closer to him which you only have two inches away from his nose. He blushes and just looks at your magnificent eyes; the eyes that he has never seen before.

Master... Do you want something from me?

Can't you guess? I want to play with you (I DO NOT mean a simple cat game or any thing you're thinking.... I mean the PERVERT and DIRTY one)

He sat on the bed and bent his head for you which means "pet me". You pet him for a while and played with his cat ears. Since he was enjoying the feeling, you took a step further; you licked his ear -not the cat ear- and bite it smoothly. Suddenly he stands straight, however he lost his balance and caught you -hoped to get his balance- but you both fell on the bed. He hidden his face with hands, because you are on him and he unintentionally saw your breasts -how gorgeous- and feels them rubbing on his chest. (Bet you he's getting so much HARD)

You tried to get off of him and seat but as you're confused, you put your hand on his HARD COCK and SQUEEZED it!!! You didn't know where you just touched but you saw Lucifer's reaction; He suddenly moaned -in deep voice with a lot pleasure- and bit his lips. Now you understand what have you done😅 He breathed out, sat and looks at you with his devilish red eyes.

Just in record, you start it first...

Instead of getting scared or being afraid of what's going to happen, you smiled and bite your lip. For a moment, you analyzed and gazed at him; messy hair covers his face and doesn't let his reddish eyes be seen perfectly, just like a hungry beast. while you're drown in your thoughts, he puts his hand on your back and kisses you. His tongue goes to your throat -has a long tongue- and makes you to breathe hard, you felt that you're gonna faint; you pushed him. You cough.

Meow -wants your attention. Love, we are just getting started. I'll make you to go to depth of hell and beg me to set you free. But for now, I want to know who's the kitten here?

He takes his black tie and closes your eyes with it.

Wouldn't it be much more fun when you don't see? ,whispered in your ear.

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broke-art-girl · 26 days

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"Lick It Up." By Broke_Art_Girl

(This is an gift to A_Tw1nky_Guy on AO3)

Fandom: Bones and All, Kiss (Band), Webkinz.

Summary: Lee gets hungry after hanky panky. He ends up coming home in a lot of pain. Reader comforts him and gets him some Webkinz and KISS merch.

Words: 3k+

Characters: Lee, Gender Neutral Reader (specifically did not say Y/N))

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54960784

We sit cuddled up on the reclining sofa you bought after we.. broke the futon doing unholy things. Oops.. But you've kept asking for that position since, so…

“I wish this place had more of you in it.” You say out of the blue as we watch evening jeopardy and do aftercare.

Kissing and holding each other softly. Surrounded by each other's smells and warmth. I'm pretty tired, I figure I'll have to go find something in a day or two but I'm not too worried about it right now. I'm sure your tired too, so I keep good check on how much water your drinking and if you feel sleepy.

I chuckle. “My dirty boxers are all over the place, I think that's enough.”

I got a sharp punch to the arm about halfway through that sentence, but it was worth the blush on your face. “You know what I mean!” You hiss cutely.. I think it was meant to be harsh. “Other than your Webkinz collection, there aren't many signs that you live here.”

I sigh. Usually that's the point. Don't have a lot of stuff in case you have to bolt in the dead of night. I hate this but I still keep that old blow up mattress in my truck. Just in case something happens.

“Yeah. I just don't have much to put in here.” I say with the least amount of sadness possible in my voice.

“Well, we'll have to look for things you like when we go thrift shopping and yard saling. I bet a record player would be perfect right-” you drag it out, holding your thumb and index fingers up on both hands as if you were framing for a camera shot. “-there.”

You're focused on a small table under the mounted TV.

I nod. “It would.”

|✯|✯|✯|

Its 12am and all I can think of is Food.

Super sized burger combo? McFlurry? Fries at the bottom of the greasy bag?

No.

I want the server.

My head is foggy and my whole body feels like I'm on fire. My stomach is growling loudly.

I needed it. Flesh. Warm, bloody, human, flesh. I'm hungry.

And you're lying next to me.

I don't know what happened! It was fine hours ago, then all of a sudden, I felt like I hadn't eaten in months.

Sneaking out is always the hardest part. You're so sweet and understanding about my “condition” as we call it, but God bless you, you get so clingy every time I need to go.

“Lee?” You groan as I slowly slide my torso out from between your legs. I swear you treat me like a body pillow. I pretend to hate it but truth be told, it makes me feel wanted.

“Mhm?” I answer, hoping that you're sleep talking.

“Where you going?”

The tone of your little voice breaks my heart. “I'm hungry, I'll be back soon.” I whisper as I lay a hand on your arm over the old comforter. I felt like anything more would push me over the edge.

“Kiss?” You ask, practically beg.

I hate this part. The longing, the need, the lust, desire, and hunger that prevents all of it.

“I can't.” I mumbled through gritted teeth.

Usually I can give you maybe one or two pecks on the lips, every makeout session has to be broken up into little pieces, breaks in the bedroom. I have to make sure I'm careful with you.

“Oh..”

And my heart broke even more.

“I'll be back before ya know it, I swear, just go back to sleep.”

“Love you..” You whine, I can tell you're hoping that it will make me stay. But I can't.

“Love ya, too.” And as quick as I can I have my clothes on and shoes tied. It's only then that I notice one of my Webkinz on the floor. I quickly stoop low and grab him. A small husky I named, Bandit.

“Can you hang on to him for me? He keeps falling off the bed.”

You smile in the dim light. “Course.”

“Thanks.” I smile down at you. Yearning for that kiss I can't have.

I'm out of the room now, grabbing my pocket knife, phone, and keys to my old truck.

I hear you call for me right as I unlock the door. I quickly run back to our room. Well, your room, it's your apartment. I just live here...

“Yeah?” I ask.

“Be safe."

I smile to myself. “I will. Love ya.”

“Love you more!”

I chuckled. No way.

|✯|✯|✯|

My shoes kept sticking to the bottom of the sidewalk, I looked back to make sure there weren't any footprints left in blood. I can just imagine what I look like. The apartment security wont like that. God I feel sick to my stomach. I go around to the back of the apartment where there's a water hose. I use it to spray myself off as best as I can. The cold water and the pressure was like icicles stabbing into me all over.

I was soggy all over, my jeans causing me to chaf like balls all the way back into the apartment. I cringed at the feet squelching sound across the carpet and the puddle that dripped off me in the elevator.

After I snuck back into their apartment, being extra careful of the squeaky hinge, -God I need to spray some WD-40 on that thing, I keep forgetting.. Anyway! I creep to the bathroom under the mildly flickering streetlight. Dogs barked as the pipes rattled all the way down to the water heater in the boiler room. I hope they didn't wake you up. I'm sorry if they did, but I can't face you looking like this. Like a savage.

Excess blood that didn't come off with the hose dripped down my chin, sprayed across my abdomen. It's disgusting even to me, let alone the Non-Eater in the next room. I grabbed a black washcloth I stole from the salvation army.. sorry salvation army.

The Old spice you got me for Christmas always makes me feel.. normal.. somehow as it buffs away the gore I cause. You like the husky warm smell, and I like the attention you give me when I smell like that so that's a plus. I scrub everything away, making sure to take good care of my joints; under arms, neck, between my fingers, behind my ears, stuff like that. Cracks and runs in the skin where it could get stuck and dry. Especially in my nails.

I wash my hair with your shampoo, supposedly it's color saving somehow, I don't know. I just like the feeling it causes on my scalp. All bubbly and soft. It smells like you.

My stomach just keeps feeling worse and worse. I know eating junkies isn't the best thing to do, but nobody else was out at 12am. I've had to tough out many illnesses, thankfully the worst thing ive ever gotten is the flu.

Your name rings through my head the whole time. It's perfect. It's home. Even though you prefer a pet name; baby, honey, or the most heavily southern twanged version of darlin’ I've ever said, (and oh I love when you call me cowboy~) I like your name, your actual name, the best.

I heard the thudding of foot prints as the cramping almost folds me.

“Lee?”

“M-mhm.” I groan in discomfort.

“You okay?” That sweet little voice.

“Yeah, I'm alright, Darlin'”

I hear you get giddy, giggling and squealing in excitement, it distracts me for a moment as I smile.

“You hurt?” You ask.

“Nah, just a stomach ache.” I reply, starting to finish up.

I can see the outline of your pj's. My big ol hoodie that hits your body in just the right places to make you look like a little kid and a runway model at the same time. I remember days when that hoodie was the difference between just being cold and getting hypothermia for me on the road. I'm thankful I don't have to live like that anymore with you.

“I've probably just.. um..” I search for the vaguest word possible. “Food poisoning..??”

“Oh.. bad flesh?”

“Please,” I drag out the word. “-don't say that.” I shake my head, the warm water feeling less like a hug and more like tiny stabs. "That word should never come out of your mouth." I sigh.

You paused. “But, am I right?”

I give a deep sigh. “Yeah..” I say after a bit. The running water and small barking are the only sounds for a little. I feel like maybe you don't take this nearly as serious enough as I want you to. Like you think it's some kind of fantasy.

“Okay. Maybe tomorrow you can just rest.”

“Yeah, I gotta lay low for a bit. After.. you know-”

“-yeah.” You say as if it were nothing. “Well, I have work tomor-”

“-I'm gonna get a job too, don't worry, I just can't-”

“-yeah, right, I know.” You sigh.

We take turns trying to get a word in over each other until I'm clean. Probably twice as clean as anyone in a hazmat suit. I hop out, covering my semi chaffed junk and smirking because I know how you think. I think the same way.

I wrap a towel around my waist and immediately begin scrubbing my teeth. Pre-rinse, Brush, Listerine, Floss, everything. All while feeling like I’m gonna vomit any second.

You give me small light kisses on the hand that's gripping yours as we walk to the bedroom. You insist I lie on the side you usually sleep on, because it's warm, so I do because I don't feel like arguing. I wrap my arms around you and you do the same, nuzzling into my chest. You try to help me feel better, offering me pain killers that grew too weak when I was like.. nine, cigarettes, and eventually give up.

“I just wanna sleep.” I whine, holding the cramping spot on my stomach.

“No cigarettes? Wow you must be really sick.”

I chuckle. I do need to quit, road jitters aren't the best. And a pack only lasts me a week nowadays. “Yeah. Like I said. Food poisoning.”

“I understand.”

“Good.” I say as I pull you close. You take your hand and start rubbing circles on my abdomen. I grunt and groan as you hit sore spots but all in all it feels good.

After the bite of quietness we both took, I whisper, “I'm glad I have you.” as you keep rubbing.

“I'm glad I have you, too.” You whisper.

You cuddle and nuzzle my chest and face as I get tired. My eyes get heavy and I start to slowly pant after the pain gets a little bit worse until finally it calms a bit. After more kisses to my cheeks and eyelids, I'm finally able to nod off, uncomfortably.

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The next morning I wake up and you're at work, I assume. I feel a hanger pressed under my thigh. I smile as I take it away and bring it up to scratch my back with. Then I chuck it across the room in the pile of clothes you went through before picking whatever you wore. I'll just have to see this evening. I go to sit up and immediately fall back to the mattress. My stomach aching all the same as it was hours ago.

I groan, holding myself. I raise the sheets and look for a plushie, any plushie. Something I can hug for comfort. I can't just white knuckle my way through it this time. I’ve gotten some serious virus or something. I don't Google it though. I don't wanna be convinced I'm dying before I really am.

Finally I see one on the floor. Ugh. I reach down painfully and pick them up, holding them to my chest and gasping as I feel a little of last night's dinner digest. It hurts a lot, but all of a sudden, the pain fades.

Probably a bone. I suddenly thought. They could hurt like this.

I sigh thankfully. My guts are still sore from (probably) being scraped around by a finger or something, but whatever it was hit my stomach acid and like magic, it was defeated. I lay still, hurting. Until my bladder said he needed attention. Now!

I sat up and tasted blood in my usual acid reflux. Yep definitely a bone.

I waddle to the toilet, flip up the lid and piss a big ol piss. I close the lid and flush, washing my hands with the bath and body soap you bought for this month's “holiday.” I've told you a million times. “They're smoking crack and taking your money.” but truth be told… It does smell good. I like the little kitty cat sanitizer you put on my keychain. It smells like eucalyptus.. and sometimes it helps me not be so stressed. When I see it, I think of you.

After I wash my hands I go to get a fancy bottle of water from the fridge door. Fiji? Feejee? Feje? Fi-jeez. I got a Fij-headache. I guzzle some of it and plop down on the couch grabbing the remote on the table. Suddenly I hear;

Yeah yeah!

Don't wanna wait till you know me better!!

I let out a frightened yelp. Where the hell is that coming from?!

Let's just be glad for our time together!!

I look down at the remote in my hand. Not the TV remote. Yamaha? What's that??

Life's such a treat and it's time you taste it!!

I agree, Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons, but why are you in my house?! I turn around and around looking for a speaker or anything.

There ain't a reason on earth to waste it!

It aint a crime to be good to yourself!

Oh, investigations can wait, I can't help but sing;

"Lick it up!! Lick it up!! U-U-UP!"

"Lick it up!! Lick it up!! U-U-UP! Oo yeah!"

As the chorus plays out I burst into the bedroom and grab all my Webkinz, I grab your hair brush. Setting them down on the couch and rushing back to “the stage” just in time to catch the next verse.

Don't need to wait for an invitation!!

"Da nuh nuhh. Da nuh nuhh."

You gotta live like you're on vacation!!

"Da nuh nuhh. Da nuh nuhh."

There's something sweet you can't buy with money!!

"Lick it up, woo, lick it up!"

It's all you need, so believe me, honey!! It ain't a crime to be good to yourself!!

Then as I'm getting ready to start the chorus, the music stops. I let out a loud groan, only now remembering that I didn't put it on. I finally see the little box sitting on the table under the TV. I walk over to it and see a hoodie and a note.

“Here's to my little cowboy. I love you, I hope you feel better. I'm out getting your other gifts, so jam out.”

And your name written right at the bottom. In your unique little scribbling.

I just die a little inside. And get hard.. but that's not the point

Yamaha is printed on what looks like a record player, sitting right where you wanted it. A hoodie with the Lick it up album photo on it. I look at the tag and see it's my size. I immediately throw it in the wash with a couple other things so I can wear it as soon as possible.

What else could top this.. I wonder. About this time you walk in the door.

“Lee! I'm home!”

I rush out from the laundry room and wrap you in a big hug. “Mhh! I love it!!”

“Aw, I was hoping I could see your fac-”

“Wait, why are you home? It's like 2pm, you don't get off till 5pm at least.”

“Well, I got off early after I saw some stuff on Facebook marketplace. I wanted to get it for you and the seller wasn't available after 2pm.”

You hand me three Walmart bags. Eatch one is filled to the brim with Webkinz plushies. Each one is one I don't have. They all have their codes and they are in perfect condition. As I'm sitting there in shock taking them all out of the bags, you hand me what looks like a picture frame of the Lick It Up album cover.

“Oh my God!! Wow, thanks, you didn't have to."

"I know but I wanted to."

"I could have just hung the record sleeve. I mean you got me all these Webkinz!!”

“Oh no, this is not an album sleeve. Look closer.” You say in a teasing way as you point to something in black ink.

Signatures.

Paul Stanley. Gene Simmons. Eric Carr. Vinnie Vincent.

“I got it for like a hundred bucks. I had to go pick it up. That's why I was gone.”

At this moment, I don't know why, but my body decided it was a good idea to scream at the top of my lungs like a little fangirl. And cry. Yes. Cry.

“Aw! Baby!” You coo at me as I sob happily, my knees buckling under me.

“T-t-tank you!!” I stutter like a child. All soaked with tears, hugging all my plushies and the frame. My heart is racing and I can barely breathe.

“You're welcome, cowboy.” You chuckle. “Feeling better?”

“M-m-mhm!!” I hum as I pepper a dozen kisses all over your face.

You giggle and kiss me deeply on the lips. “I'm glad. Now go put it on. Your fans are waiting.” You say as you wave your hand towards the Webkinz.

Immediately I ran over to the player and put the song back on seeing that it had skipped. That's why it stopped playing earlier. I put all the new Webkinz on the couch with the others and grab your hair brush ready to jump and dance around, belting my heart out until I've lost my voice. Then you join so I wouldn't sound quite so bad “on stage.”

After this, we may need a new bed.. ;)

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dotster001 · 1 year

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The Sorcerer's Fiance Pt 2

Summary:Simeon x gn!reader. Solomon fears Simeon is trying to take his fiance. Simeon is just scared for Solomon.

CW: Verbally abusive Solomon (but less so than the last chapter) definitely not healthy Solomon with not healthy boundaries and not healthy posessiveness

A/N: so....this got long so there will be a part three 😂 yay

Part One Part Three

"What do you intend to do with my fiance?"

Simeon stiffened. "I…nothing. I'm not-"

"Please!" Solomon growled, the air growing charged with electricity. "Don't think for a second you ever fooled me about your feelings for them! Listen to me angel," he gripped Simeon by the chin. "Y/N is mine."

"Sol, I can't find the spare sheets."

Both men heard your voice at the top of the stairs. As you came into view, Simeon couldn't help but marvel at how quickly Solomon was able to return to "normal".

"Second drawer in the guest room dresser, darling," he said calmly.

"Thanks," you smiled down at the two of them. "It's so nice that all of us are together again."

"Yeah," angel and human alike had the same answer for you.

"Kay, off to bed for real this time, night!"

You disappeared again, and Solomon turned to Simeon expectantly.

"Well?"

"You asked me to take Y/N out. So I did. End of story. I just want to help you, Solomon."

"Bullshit."

"Solomon, you're being ridiculous."

"I really don't think I am," he turned on his heel, and made his way up the stairs. "Tread carefully, angel. And keep those hands to yourself."

Simeon silently watched him ascend the stairs, before releasing a pent up breath.

….

"You promised Asmo you'd be there," you said with a sigh. You didn't seem surprised at all by this turn of events, just sad.

Simeon and Luke both remained silent as they continued to eat their breakfasts. Simeon hadn't told Luke about the situation, but Luke was smart enough to know when to not interfere.

"And I will be there! I just have to see Maddi first," Solomon said.

You looked unconvinced, as you pushed your unfinished plate towards Luke, who added your leftover pancakes to his pile.

"I will! I promise! It won't take long, plus Luke and Simeon will keep you company…"

"But you promised you'd be there…"

"And I will be! Maddi just-"

"Whatever," you stood up. "Luke and Simeon, I will see you both in the foyer when you're ready to go."

Then you stormed out.

"What does Maddi have for you?" Luke asked innocently.

Solomon smiled kindly. Maybe you were right. Maybe some of him was still there.

"I've been working on a project, and the great witch Maddi says she has something that will help."

"I thought she hated Y/N though. Will she really help you? Will what she has make you less sick?" Luke said, blue eyes staring expectantly at Solomon.

Solomon looked at Simeon with a raised eyebrow, but Simeon was just staring at Luke.

"What do you mean, 'make him less sick', Luke?" Simeon asked, having not mentioned the sorcerer's condition to him.

"Well, he just doesn't feel well," Luke picked at his pancakes instead of making eye contact. "And you look tired, you're not sick with something bad, right?"

Luke was starting to cry now. Normally, Simeon would react immediately. But he needed to see how Solomon reacted.

Solomon stood quickly and moved to kneel next to Luke's chair.

"Hey, hey, look at me," he said softly, grabbing one of his tiny hands in his own. "Yeah, Maddi has found some medicine for me, and once I get it, things will get better."

"Really?" Luke sniffle.

"Really," Solomon promised. "Now how about you go find Y/N. It's supposed to be even colder today, so they'll find you something warm to put on for Asmo's concert."

Luke hugged Solomon close, and then nodded, before moving to find you.

Solomon remained kneeling on the floor, gazing at the door, before sighing.

"Don't look at me like that."

"I'm not looking at you like anything," Simeon hummed, as he stood.

"Don't give me that," Solomon snapped. "Once Maddi and I have our chat, I'll be at the concert. You won't even miss me."

He stood as well, adjusting his cape, before giving a stern glare.

"Try not to steal my fiance before I get there, if you would be so kind," he said, before vanishing from the room.

Simeon snapped his fingers, and the breakfast plates cleaned and stacked themselves, before joining you and Luke on the foyer.

…..

"Can I use this one?" He pulled out a clearly handmade scarf from the closet.

"Absolutely. I made it for Sol, but he never uses it, so you're welcome to keep it if you want," you said, trying to sound disinterested.

Simeon hesitated, before putting on the scarf.

"It looks great on you!" Luke said excitedly, as you finished tying his own scarf.

You looked up and smiled sadly. "It really does."

You walked over to him and, with shaky hands, tied the scarf neatly around his neck.

"Like it was made for you," you whispered.

You then sighed heavily, before putting on a cheery smile.

"I'm sorry for bringing the mood down. We're gonna have lots of fun at the concert, with or without Sol!"

…..

"He's not coming, is he."

Asmo stated it as a fact.

"He said he'd-"

"Look Luke, he always says he'll be here and he never shows. I don't know why I even invite him anymore."

"Cause otherwise he wouldn't let me come?" You spoke up.

"True," Asmo sighed. "Damn, Y/N, you're so lucky, you guys have the easy part of a pact."

You and Simeon shared an unconvinced smirk.

"I mean, you don't constantly need my or my brother's validation, right? We need our master's validation all the time. Sol is really starting to wear on me."

"Am I not enough?" You pouted.

Asmo giggled and pressed a chaste kiss to your temple, "Always. I'm so happy you're here. Hopefully you three have a great time! I'll get you some mech afterwards…Chihuahua, you're an xxxs, right?"

"I'm not a Chihuahua! And I've grown to a small, thank you very much" Luke shouted, before getting into a "battle" with Asmo.

Simeon took the opportunity to whisper in your ear.

"He wouldn't let you come?"

"Can we not talk about this now?" You said a little firmer than you had meant to, but it still failed to distract from your eyes beginning to water.

Simeon nodded, and hoped you didn't notice his clenched jaw.

….

As both you and Asmo had predicted, Sol did not show at the concert. But you all had a great time, then went to a restaurant, then parted with Asmo for the night after taking a selfie in your new merch.

When you returned to your house, Solomon was standing in the foyer with an enraged look on his face.

"Simeon, put Luke to bed please. Then come see me, we need to have a little chat."

Simeon made his way up the stairs, trying to remain as calm as possible so as not to scare Luke. He prayed nothing horrible would happen while he did this.

….

"How was Maddi's?" You asked, recognizing the aura coming off your fiance. It was only a matter of time before his eyes were black and he wasn't him.

He relaxed a little, before pressing a kiss to the back of your hand.

"Very productive, actually. You see, she helped me realize something."

Suddenly he was kissing you. No matter what about him changed, his kisses always remained the same. Sweet. Innocent. Longing.

He pulled away, seeming relaxed.

"You see, I don't need a pact with Lucifer. I just need one with you."

Tag list-@aliciabell

#obey me x reader #obey me #obey me solomon #om! solomon #simeon x reader #om! simeon #tw verbal abuse

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sanchoi21 · 11 months

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Escaping Reality

Ash Ketchum Vampire x Reader Part One

WARNINGS: Mentions of vampire's bite and blood drinking. Otherwise it's fluff.

VAMPIRE - A mysterious being which haunts the nights, lived in an abandoned castle in the middle of the forest. His name was Ash Ketchum, once who gracefully lived amongst his family and the members of Dark Blood clan which were soon destroyed by humans due to their misconception about these creatures. Now the one and only survivor and prince of the vampire clan lived alone in this castle which was once his warm household. Living alone in darkness without anyone except your pet pikachu was definitely not easy. He had to hunt animals for blood as he can't afford to kill humans. He thought it was cruel. Though he resented the cruel sentiment of distrust among humans he still didn't hate humans as a living beings. He hated the crime and not the criminal.

Thus he often visited the human town at night to get rid of his loneliness. He observed humans as they carried out their nightly routines and eventually slept. He was getting bored watching the same thing always but that day he saw something new.

A girl in her 20s with beautiful golden locks was sitting by a flower shop gazing at the moon and flowers. She seemed very sad by the broken and tired look on her face. Though she looked tired, she still was definitely the most beautiful girl Ash had ever lead his eyes on. The girl was probably looking for an escape from her monotonous life. Just like him who wanted to escape his reality and dream about his happy family again. Something about her he found very similar to himself so he decided to approach her. It was a risk but somehow he thought it's still worth it.

He approached her in his long cape which reminded her of the veil of darkness. As Y/n saw him climbing down from the roof she was surprised as to who would be there at this hour but still continued observing. Once he came closer, she could finally take a good look at him. He had a great physique and his blood red eyes were something which she had never come across. He was indeed very handsome, so handsome that many females as well as males will flock around him for his favors.

Y/n Pov

The mysterious man who looked out of this world, asked me in a calm yet soothing tone, " Are you sad my lady? Had a long day?" Something about his accent was quite off. He seemed to be in his 20s yet this accent was used centuries ago, but I still replied as I found myself enchanted by him. "Yes I had a really long day. Same monotonous life which I wish could change. What about you? Were you alone too?" Hearing my questioned he seemed a bit surprised but answered none the less, "Yeah I always have been." I could feel the sadness in his voice, I know that feeling. Though I am surrounded by people I am still lonely, as none of them ever understands me. "So let's change that for tonight!" I said merrily and took his hand and led him to the flower fields behind my house.

Ash Pov

How can anyone be so carefree and take a predator like me with her? Her scent is the sweetest I have ever experienced! It's becoming so hard to resist biting her. But I won't bite her no matter what. I don't wanna lose her.

The field was full with beautifully blooming red roses, lavenders and daisy. I was enthralled by it's beauty. As the moon light shined above us I could see that the garden was well taken care off. For me she was the most beautiful flower among them, which shone brightly in the moonlight. She gestured me to take a seat beside her on a bench. As we both sat down I couldn't help but gaze at her.

Third Person Pov

They both sat beside each other saying nothing but feeling each others presence. For the first time in their lives they felt so much alive. As slowly their loneliness was fading away they found themselves leaning in for a kiss. But none of them resisted and kissed each other gently, letting all their emotions out. Surprised, Ash pulled apart.

Ash: You know you shouldn't kiss someone you just met.

Y/n: And you are the one talking?

Ash: I am serious! You don't even know me! I can be quite dangerous!

Y/n: Ash I know you and also the fact that you are a vampire.

Ash: How?

Y/n: Your blood red eyes, your odd accent, the clothes you wear and the way you were all this time staring at my neck. It's just way too obvious.

Ash: Then aren't you scared?

Y/n: Why would I be? It might sound a bit ridiculous but you are the first person that has ever asked me if I was sad? No one has ever cared about me. I found you quite similar to myself that's why I called you here. I found comfort in you and I also feel quite safe around you. I somehow know that you wouldn't hurt me. Even if you bite my neck it's fine as I know the pain doesn't last longer than the pleasure accompaning it.

Ash: I guess you had read too many vampire fantasies? But yeah it's true. Wanna try out?

Y/n: Yes sure provided I don't turn into vampire.

Ash: You won't as there's a different ritual for that. I approached you because I felt the same way. I saw myself in you.

As Y/n slid her blouse as Ash blushed at the site. He took her permission and soon leaned in, heavily breathing her scent.

Ash: You smell so good!

Y/n blushed

Y/n: Then I guess you should have a taste.

Listening to these words drove Ash crazy and he couldn't control himself. He still managed to gently nibble and then bite her neck. As he started sucking out her life force he could tell that it was the sweetest blood he had ever tasted in ages. NO! He never had tasted anything like that. Y/n soon started moaning with all the pleasure that he was giving her. Hearing her moans Ash snapped out of it and detached himself from her comforting neck.

Ash: A-Are you ok Y-Y/n?

Y/n: Yes I am. Pl-please c-c-continue.

Seeing her in this state Ash couldn't help but smirk devilishly. He teased her.

Ash: Does it feel that good, my lady?

Y/n's cheeks burned

Y/n: Y-y-yeah i-it d-does.

Ash found her very adorable, he kissed her and after having a little more of her sweet blood he stopped. They both blankly stared at each other.

As all these emotions gave both of them narcolepsy they soon fell asleep in each others arms and in each others presence.

Next Morning

Y/n Pov

I was soon woken up by the bright sunlight hitting my face and the sting in my neck. Soon I saw beside me that Ash wasn't there instead there was a story book written as the Vampire's Flower. Looking at this I smiled wryly as I came to know that it was yet another of my fantasies to desperately find an escape from reality. Yet the sting in my neck said something else. Picking the book, I got up but a piece of paper and a blood red rose fell out of it. I quickly picked it up and read it.

It read, "Let's meet again soon, my beloved Y/n."

-only yours

Ash Ketchum

part 2??? maybe? Let me know if you want it.

#ash ketchum x reader #ash ketchum #ash ketchum vampire #vampire #ash ketchum vampire x reader #ash pokemon

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doppel-dean-er · 1 year

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im really tired so probably none if this is canon compliant but hhh Community characters and what pets they would have

Jeff: A big dog, maybe a rottweiler or any kind of mastiff. defo will use the dog to win women over emotionally. he considered buying it clothes so they could match (double the women points) but he thinks that's corny, so he just got the dog a raincoat and called it a day. for the name i'm thinking something too human sounding like "Hank" or "Brenda"

Britta: we already knows she has one-eyed cats, but why not some three-legged dogs? a lil bird missing a wing?? she's gotta name them super stereotypical names like "mittens" "beef soup" "fartshitter the squeakquel " you get the gist

Abed: betta fish. he doesn't trust himself to take of something bigger and frankly likes how quiet fish (not the filters. fuck the filters are so loud) are. they're (almost) all named after movie characters, and even though they're basically indistinguishable Abed always knows which is which. there are actually two named nemo, one after the Disney character and one after Point Nemo which is the furthest place from land on earth.

Annie: Annie seems like the type to get a ferret on a whim because they're cute (after doing extensive research of course to make sure she has enough space and the means to take care of it), and then continue to love the little guy after it fucks over her sleep schedule and makes her room smell like rotting shit. she also likes to hold the top in one hand and the bottom in the other and then wiggle it around (but not often because she doesn't wanna hurt it)

Troy: the exact opposite of Jeff, only small dogs like a dachshund or a yorkie. he likes to pick it up and put it under his arm or in a bag like rich people do in movies just for funsies. not for transport or anything, that would be cruel, but just for little bits and such. whenever the dog stops to sniff something or hears something in the distance, Troy always goes out of his way to investigate too because he wants the dog to feel important. for a name i'm thinking more movie references, maybe a name. imagine "yeah this is my dog Indiana jones, and my other dog Paul". also he HAS to match with the dog, he has a bunch of harnesses with different colors on em just to match

Shirley: so many hamsters. so many. there is a graveyeard in her back yard full of small animal carcasses in boxes because her kids have no idea how to take care of something. at one point, after buying like 50 hamsters, she just got them one of those mice people buy to feed their snakes and it lived for two years. she never gets to name the things because they're her kid's animals, but she frequently has to stop them from naming them "fart" and "butthole"

Hickey: firm animal hater. he definitely has some sob story about how when he was a child he had to kill his dog, and that dog was his only friend or something and now has a deep-seated distrust of all animals because they all will hurt him. so sad for you cry about it, ration man

Frankie: I don't think she would ever commit to having an animal because having to deal with the Dean is like having a dog anyway but she always dreams about having a cat one day. a little orange one that's lazy that she can talk to and pretend it talks back just for funsies... yes she does want Garfield, okay? are you happy? she dreams about having Garfield. she doesn't even like Garfield and god knows she hates Jon Arbuckle with every fiber in her being but god dammit, she wants a Garf.

Pierce: friends with a dog breeder. treats dogs the way the Kardashians do except n o o n e thinks its cute when he does it

The Dean: honestly I don't think we should allow this man within 50 feet of a Dalmatian. no pets

Chang: befriended the mice and bugs that live in the walls. has a cat named "shit"

#chang's cat named shit is my favorite #community #community nbc #abed nadir #troy barnes #nbc community #jeff winger #britta perry #annie edison #shirley bennett #frankie dart #ben chang #dean craig pelton #pierce hawthorne #buzz hickey

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imhereforscm · 10 months

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"Two different worlds" Part 5

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: My fingers are slipping from the sweat, omggggggggg I'm surprised I can still type anything lol. Btw I'm sorry for the slow updates on the series, my loves. But at least it's here now! I hope you enjoy!🎀🎀🎀 (I have a feeling I had something else to say as well, but I can't remember for the life of me. Anyway!—Oh! Yeah! I remembered! The headcanon that Tauxy Tauxy is a very light sleeper is from an anon! So credit goes to them😚❤️❤️)

You sneezed. You sneezed again.

"Here." Tauxolouve said softly, offering you a napkin.

"Thank you." You said, just as another sneeze came forth. How did you come to this point? Gods weren't supposed to get sick. But at least now you knew that the rumours of gods getting exceptionally tired on Earth was true.

Tauxolouve sighed and patted your head softly, before walking to his own chair in his art studio. "You shouldn't have walked in the rain like this."

"It was so warm and sunny just a day before, how should I have known it'd suddenly start pouring?" You said, your memories taking you back to your dance, beneath the rich fabrics of the golden hour and the melody of the birds. The mental images made you smile, even though, your head felt foggy and was aching for the first time in your very long life.

"Well, I can't force you to pose for me like this." He said and you looked down at your dress in guilt.

"I'm sorry." You said and your shoulders jumped as he walked up to you and curled his fingers beneath your chin, tilting your head upwards.

He smiled sweetly at you as he spoke. "I don't want to see my muse sad. So smile for me?"

'His muse'. You... Didn't hate that. A soft smile spread across your lips the more you repeated that word in your head, your stomach feeling a ticklish sensation, one that made you feel like a teenager again. How come a human man could tell you exactly the things that made your heart beat this way and gods—with supposedly more experience in the field of compliments and women—never could.

"Now that's what I like." His hand fell away from your chin and he offered you another napkin. "But..." His eyebrows furrowed a little in skepticism, as he looked into your face, which had lost most of its colour, due to the cold. "Being sick in a hotel room... I can't imagine worse."

You smiled at him, gently waving your hand at his direction, with the intent to ease his worries. "I'll be alright. Thank you so much for caring, though." After all, you were still not human. Therefore, your limits and needs were not the same.

And yet, he still didn't feel content with the situation. "You can come over to my house."

"Excuse me?" You asked, your eyelashes standing up in surprise.

"Oh!" Tauxolouve's face cracked into one of shock for a moment as well. "I didn't mean it in a weird way!" He rushed to explain himself, raising his hands before his chest defensively. "I just thought I could take care of you for the time being. Since you don't have any friends or family in Paris that is. Spending an illness inside a hotel room? Sounds a bit lonely."

Your lips parted a little, your reaction to his thoughtfulness, wordless. Tauxolouve never meant you harm or any ill intent, you knew that much. He only proposed the idea with your best interest at heart. "No, I'd be too much of a burden." You gently shook your head, declining.

"I beg to differ." He said. "I proposed the idea, because I can handle it and... I think it's a good way to thank you for modeling for me all those days... But I won't push it further! The decision is up to you and what you feel comfortable with!" Tauxolouve got up from his chair and pushed the packet with the napkins closer to you, across the table—which was now much more organised than the first time you came here—and reached for the pitcher, pouring tea into his cup. "Would you like some as well?" He offered, with a smile.

You didn't reply for a few moments, flipping around the potential decisions in your head. You trusted him. And looking at it from another perspective as well, you had no clue of human colds. How were you supposed to care for yourself at this rate? "Can I... Accept your offer?"

The two of you made your way to his house. He unlocked the door and stepped aside to open the way for you. "Ladies first." He said, his slanted eyes narrowing and bringing out his mature charm, through the dark gems he had for irises.

You smiled to yourself as you made your way inside. Physically, you weren't feeling at your best, but mentally, you felt so beautiful by his gentle treatment.

The atmosphere in the tiny house was warm and a welcoming aura filled the thin hallway. It wasn't just a house... It was a home. A true home, unlike most big and luxurious houses in the Heavens. You were always intrigued by humans' simplicity and getting this close to them made you love their way of living even more. You had relaxed so much into this peaceful house, that for a split second, you swore you could give up godhood to experience this warmth forever.

"Let me show you inside." Tauxolouve's voice snapped you out of your trance and you followed him inside, your eyes never growing tired from taking in all the things the faces of your world would call classless, pitiful or cheap.

Tauxolouve opened a door to a bedroom, with a single bed and a table beside the window, which overlooked into a street full of people walking off to their different lives. "Make yourself at home." Tauxolouve said and placed the keys on the beside table. "I'll leave the keys to this room's door and the outside door here, so you can feel safer. Anything you'd like to eat? Or anything you'd like to drink?"

You thought his question through, as you slipped into bed. "Do you have something warm? Anything."

"Of course, should I leave it a surprise?"

You nodded chuckling softly at his idea of a little game, as you soaked into the softness of the blanket.

Tauxolouve left the bedroom and you listened to his footsteps walking away, as you laid back onto the big pillow, looking up at the ceiling.

It all started as a vacation merely for sightseeing. And you ended up meeting Tauxolouve. Your heart raced a little at the memories of his thoughtful actions. He never made you uncomfortable nor feel unwelcomed. He always had manners towards you and treated you with gentleness and respect.

And thinking further back into the past, you've never been treated this way by a man before. You knew these feelings were wrong. You shouldn't have gotten so close, but what could you do? You couldn't possibly shut your heart even if you tried.

"And behold..." Tauxolouve's voice emerged from down the hallway and he entered the room, holding something, hidden beneath a towel. He placed it on the beside table and pulled the towel off. "Voila!"

Your eyes widened and you smiled with great interest at the chocolate steaming in the mug.

"What a cute face." He commented, chuckling a little, affectionately.

"This looks delicious." You said in awe, taking notice of the marshmallows placed on the plate beneath the mug. You remember Aigonorus telling you about these, but you never actually had the chance to try some, since he always let you know he got himself some after he had eaten all of them. You laughed at the thought of him.

"What is it?"

You took a marshmallow between your fingers and looked up at Tauxolouve. "I have a friend who really likes these." You took the soft, tiny pillow into your mouth and its sugary taste coated your tongue, making your eyes practically light up at the delicious taste. "Where had these been all my life?" You said to yourself, looking down at the rest of the marshmallows.

"Wait, you've never had marshmallows before?" Tauxolouve said, a little surprised.

"No, it's thanks to you I'm trying some for the first time." You said with a big grin, as you ate another one.

"Thanks to me?" Tauxolouve's smile became mature and you found yourself swallowing thickly at the sight of it. "I'm flattered by the way you worded that."

Your cheeks warmed up and not knowing what else to do under Tauxolouve's sensual gaze, you pulled the blanket higher, covering your cheeks with it. "I didn't mean it like that."

He laughed and approached you, stroking your beautiful hair gently. "I know. I was only joking. Now now..." He said, clasping his hands in front of him. "I will give you some peace and alone time. Feel free to do as you please."

It didn't take long after you finished your hot chocolate for your eyes to close, your eyelashes resting on top of your cheeks. Sleepiness was an odd feeling, but you didn't mind it and allowed it to overtake you, cradling you in its cloudy arms.

The sleepy veil, Hypnos draped across your eyelids fell after a few hours and you shifted around the bed, until you could process your surroundings again.

You sat up and rubbed your eyelids, your eyebrows rising, still a little sleepily, at the man kneeling beside the bed and sleeping onto his folded arms, which held him up on the bed.

The room was dipped in silence, giving you enough peace to listen to Tauxolouve's slow beaths. His lips were parted slightly and his sleeping face seemed so calm, that you couldn't help finding it cute and precious.

A single strand of hair had fallen from its slicked back state and into his face, which seemed too porcelain in your eyes to belong to a human.

Quietly and gently, you reached out a hand towards him and tucked the dark strand behind his hair.

Tauxolouve's eyelids squinted and opened slowly, revealing his deep eyes, still unfocused from their slumber.

"Oh, Heav—my... My god!" You said, fixing your little slip, which wasn't too big, but you still wanted to be sure your identity was completely hidden. "I'm so sorry for waking you up. I was trying to be as gentle as I could."

"Don't fret. I'm just a very light sleeper." He smiled softly at you and rose to his full height, before taking a seat on the bed.

"Also... Why were you sleeping on the floor?" You asked, confused. Did humans enjoy floors so much? And why have you never heard of that before? What is Karno hiding from you?

"I came to check on you and I noticed you had a fever, so I stayed by your side, waiting for your temperature to cool down again, but... Uhm..." He looked down at his hands, a terribly faint hint of embarrassment showing on his face. "It seems to me that I fell asleep."

You laughed softly and looking into his beautiful face as he yawned, you identified something in your heart, that was both a gift and a curse in your case.

You were in love with the very person you weren't supposed to fall in love with...

#scm #star crossed myth #scm tauxolouve #fanfic scm #scm fanfic

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carlosfruitsnacks · 2 years

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"you're the one that I want"

PART 1

summary:

— You decided to get yourself together and go over to Carlos so you can tell him how you really feel. Luckily, you know a perfect song to let him know he's the one you want.

genre:

— songfic & modern au

notes:

— gender-neutral reader. I do not speak fluent Spanish and all of the Spanish here is translated from google, feel free to correct me.

warning/s:

— none

a/n:

— i planned to make this into 2 parts because i love both of the songs sm

Weeks have passed since the performance at Carlos' gig. It was difficult to get the memory out of your head, every now and then it would replay as it would toy with your emotions. Your feelings for your best friend were rupturing and fluttering all over the place. It was blatant that you loved him back yet you have no idea how to tell it to him.

You sat deep in thought with a frown as your friends chattered their way during lunch, not sparing you a glance. Carlos has been deliberately avoiding you and evidently not in the mood to interact with you to talk about what happened at the gig. You badly want to tell him you feel the same but it sounded mediocre. A profession of returned feelings shouldn't be boring.

"Oh my god have you heard about the upcoming festival here at school?"

One of your friends mentioned and it catches your attention as an idea sprouted in your head. You turn to your friend.

"When is the festival?"

"In two days"

"Perfect. I was wondering...can you guys lend me a hand?"

All of your friends tilted their heads and shared a puzzled look. You smiled and huddled close to them, forming a circle. In a hushed voice, you laid out your plan. Your plan to confess to Carlos Madrigal.

Camilo was growing tired of listening to his twin brother playing sad melodies on his electric guitar. So, he confronted Carlos about it and he was not prepared for his brother to explode and groan about how much of an idiot he is.

"I fucking hate myself, Camilo. This is all your fucking fault!"

Clearly, he was embarrassed about doing Camilo's suggestion at his gig. Carlos had to endure his brother laughing at him for five minutes until finally turning sympathetic.

"Ay, hermano. It was worth a shot"

"No, it wasn't! You weren't there! You don't get to see that look on [Name]'s face like ughhhhh! It was the fucking worse that's why I dipped when the show was over"

"Okay, okay. Stop crying you big baby, you'll move on from them"

"And what if I don't?"

Camilo rolled his eyes and pinched his brother by the ear, causing the other to yelp. Carlos appreciated Camilo lending an ear but he couldn't get rid of the heavy feeling he had inside. He figured that you never liked his performance at the gig so he left in a hurry. He completely shut everyone out to wail about his pathetic love life, he still wasn't done about it though. Camilo exhales through his nose.

"Heard the school's having a festival"

"I'm not coming"

"Oh, come on Carlos! Use this as an opportunity to meet someone new, maybe that'll help you move on from [Name]!"

"Shut up, I'm not going"

"I'll break all of your guitar strings and amplifier"

Carlos gasped and looked at Camilo with disbelief, the latter crossed his arms with a sly smirk. Carlos knew his brother like the back of his hand, he knew how crazy he was enough to ruin all of his things just so he can agree to one of his stupid ideas. With a loud groan, Carlos scowled at Camilo.

"Fine..."

Two days eventually flew out of the window as Carlos finds himself avoiding every social interaction at the school festival. He was glad that Camilo ditched him and go be the social butterfly that he is. Hours passed and he was considering leaving the event. Admittedly he wasn't the best at finding human connection though he tried, only to fail. Carlos would rather go home and cry to his guitar up in his room than forcing himself into a social situation.

He sighed, there was no way he was going to move on from you. Everything you did got him locked in cupid's chokehold. And honestly, he liked it even if it hurt. Just when his mind was flooded with the thoughts of you, he never would've guessed who showed up.

"...[Name]?"

Carlos choked out. He rapidly blinked to take in this new sight of you. All dressed in leather and black, your hair was styled as a cigar dangled between your fingers. He gulped when you took a quick drag and looked intently in his eyes.

"Hey there, rockstar"

You called out to him. Your friends all snickered behind you in delight to see Carlos' face go pinkish. Out of nowhere, music begins to play as the beat urges the Madrigal to look around and finally realize what is happening. So, he grins and walks over to you as a challenge.

"I got chills, they're multiplyin'. And I'm losin' control"

"'Cause the power you're supplyin'. It's electrifyin'"

He begins to sing and slowly shrugs off his leather jacket, you copy him as you remained in eye contact with him. Carlos waves his jacket around and shakes his hips before falling to the ground, full of dramatics. You turn to your friends, not knowing what to do. They tell you to drop and stomp on your fake cigar. You do as you were told. You gently kick Carlos back up to his feet as you start to sing.

"You better shape up. 'Cause I need a man and my heart is set on you"

"You better shape up. You better understand, to my heart I must be true"

You point a finger at him and walk up causing him to go backward. So far, he's getting what's happening that's why he keeps smiling at you.

"Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do"

Carlos dances along to you with the beat, unable to believe that all of this was real but he keeps focusing on you.

"You're the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey, the one that I want"

A crowd was forming around you two and started singing along as you both sang in unison, getting lost in both the music and in each other's gazes.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey, the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh. The one I need, oh yes, indeed"

You take Carlos' hand with a gleeful grin as you pull him away with you. Carlos couldn't argue a thing and let you steal his heart all over again.

"If you're filled with affection. You're too shy to convey"

"Meditate in my direction. Feel your way"

The smooth sound of your voice as you shook your hips along with the song made the Madrigal swallow and merely lose his composure. The reaction amplifies your confidence, but he steals your breath away with his voice.

"I better shape up 'cause you need a man"

"I need a man who can keep me satisfied"

"I better shape up if I'm gonna prove"

"You better prove that my faith is justified"

Carlos duets with you and it was beyond heavenly. Whenever both of you would sing, your faces were inches apart and enough to snag a kiss, but he holds back in hesitation. Carlos needed a confirmation.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure down deep inside"

Your eyes reassure him and you can feel his heart flutter in utter delight as he sings back. Carlos smirks when you let him chase you and twirl you around.

"You're the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey, the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh. The one I need, oh yes, indeed"

You jumped into Carlos' arms as he catches you and spins you around. He gently sets you down to dance with you while the music continues. The smile plastered on both of your faces told each other the feelings that were held deep inside.

"You're the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey, the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh. The one I need, oh yes, indeed"

People gathered around to watch you and Carlos sing and dance, but both of you couldn't care less who was watching because all it mattered is that you two are in sync. He wished this song would go on forever because he couldn't get enough of being beside you.

"You're the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey, the one that I want"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh. The one I need, oh yes, indeed"

You enjoyed every moment with Carlos and you're glad that you were able to express how much you loved him back. Fortunately, it brings his hopes up because he's finally confident enough to say it face-to-face that he wants you and you only. The music comes to an end as you and Carlos smiled at each other, deep in each other's eyes.

"You're the one that I want"

Both of you told one another. The huge audience clapped and cheered for the sudden performance. Carlos and you were surprised as you two took a bow. After being showered by various applauds and compliments, Carlos softly drags you by the waist into a quiet area.

"[Name]...are you for real?"

"Oh my god, yes, Carlos! I wouldn't have pulled that stunt back there if I didn't mean it!"

"So, it's true? I'm the one that you want?"

Air gets violently knocked out of Carlos' lungs when you grabbed the sides of his face and gave him a tender kiss. He returns the kiss as his hands snake around your waist to pull you close. Two of you pulled away, foreheads touching each other and extremely filled with love.

"Yes, Carlos. You're the one that I want"

"Te quiero, [Name]"

"I love you too"

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deadmandreams · 1 year

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⚠️: cursing, mention of scars etc.

Three | Four | Five

your hands were hurting so bad. you put frozen pees on them and you hissed as you tried to cover them with bonds. suddenly toji came to the kitchen.

"y/n...I'm sorry about all of this believe me I have to do it-"

"leave me alone toji. I don't need to hear your reasons for this. thought you're better than them but I was so wrong. what I've done in my life that I deserve this? all I asked from this world was a better tomorrow, a better chance for my family, and a better life for my little brother and sister, but in return, I always got hurt. I just don't want this life. if it wasn't for them, I would give up living a long time ago." toji looked out the window.

"yeah, you're right... I'm a shitty person. truth be told I wouldn't come back if it wasn't for my mission."

"you didn't come back for me?" toji looked at you with sucha cold look. it was like he sold his soul to the devil a long time ago and he forgot what would feel like to be a human.

"no. I came back only for my payment."

you felt so cold and alone under his watch.

"I don't know why I expect you to be different from them."

he smirked and looked away.

"anyways I'm not here to waste my time with your preachings. give me your hand." "why should I bother?"

"tsked... you're so lucky that naoya is in a good mood today. I know him very well to say he's being kind to you. by the way don't think I'm doing this cause I'm into you princess, naoya said his plan to me and you can't keep a gun straight with those hands."

"fuck you, I don't need your help bastard." you were running away from him but he grabbed your hands and pulled you to his chest. you were buried in his tight black shirt. he whispered his words to your ears. "this is what we're gonna do. I'm gonna take out small glasses, rub betadine on your scars and I will cover em with bondage and you on other hand are going to keep your voice down and be a good girl for me. you better do as I say or you'll see the dark side of me. and when I show it to you, you wish you were good for me."

"I hate you."

"no one likes you either."

he pulled out beer glasses out of your hand as you bite down your lip.

"ok, you're clean now. the easy part is over." "what do you mean is over? you brought my whole life infront of my eyes and you call it 'the easy part'?"

"don't sweat it princess. it will sting a little at first, but you'll get used to it."

"yeah sure thi- AUCH...AW AW....cut it toji it hurts so much!"

"what are you eight? said so much about how hard your life is but you're almost dying from a simple disinfect"

"you know what? I'm so tired of how you pretend you have the saddest backstory here. face it you just don't care about others."

"what did you say?" he looked shocked, it was your first time seeing him like that. "yeah...you're a fine hitman or whatever you are that is making a shit ton of money and you're so deep into this swamp like others that I bet you're even worst than naoya in inside."

his reaction was flat. it wasn't his first time getting judged by people like this he was used to hearing it all time. but hearing those words from you made him feel something after decades. maybe it was sadness, anger, or a simple desire for being understood by people. he grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eyes.

"what do you know about other's past? you were probably working here your whole life in this shitwhole. you people disgust me, thinking you're better than anyone and judge them without giving them any chance to defend themselves. You're all talk sweetheart, all talk believe me. 's not your fault, you're just like this. You're no different from them. I guess every fucking time that I trust someone, and think we understand each other, they have to let me down somehow."

you saw that look again. it was freezing. his eyes pierced through your soul. you felt suddenly naked. his green eyes were looking so deeply through you like he could see all your desires, hopes, and fears. after that horrifying storm, you saw a part of him so warm and free of this undeniable anger. as if it was real toji was hidden someplace between his layers. wished to see more of him like this. more of his vulnerable part. the part that is still awake not buried deep down his heart. you believed this man is far from what he displays. and you felt bad. you felt bad for all of that cruel words you threw at him. you were sorry

"I'm sorry. wished that I know you at another time and place. maybe I wouldn't be so harsh and crude. maybe this time I won't have to judge and you to hide your real self from anyone. you're right. I am truly sorry for judging you so unfairly." he stilled silent

"is alright, give me your hand. we're not finished yet." you gave your hands to him. he put more betadine on them but as he said, you did use to it. he finished his wrapping and your hands were as good as new, he held them in his

"let me make it all up to you. let's start all over. friends?"

his eyes weren't cold anymore. it was different, good different.

"Whatever."

you smiled and he watched you. what world did to this man that his warm eyes can have sucha cold look?

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abysslll · 11 months

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listening to the dazai playlist! forgor if u sent link or not n too lazy to check so im just hoping the "dazai osamu vibes" one is the right one

idk whats been saying in the first song but wooo! woooooo!!!!! adventure!!!!!!!

the GUILT this man has is violent. i am choking on it. but like guilt in a very numb way if that makes sense? hes done horrible things and hes just fucken desensitized by it at this point that he cant even bring himself to feel bad about it, but some part of him still hurts.

anger issues he explodes constantly. very slow work up before it just goes bOOM

revenge. hunting down the people who hurt him

i already know this mfer does not wanna live but ive still gotta mention violently suicidal and self destructive. idk if ive asked but do we know why he has so many bandages?? constantly flipping between killing himself and fucking over life and living

very fast speeding connections in which he gets attached and gets hurt? when he does really connect to someone they mean a lot to him. keeps promises like hell and fuck. he has strong bpd vibes.

religious trauma?

sommmeeeeeetimes a little cuckoo crazy coco puffs. like really insane and violent and overall he turns into someone you dont want to be around. he can disconnect from everything around him easily so at that point, he doesnt care what happens

sexy

boogeying these tunes are so good and i feel like there should be a lot more pure screaming in this playlist like dazai probably listens to screams of anguish while falling asleep

very sneaky scary little man i think he would like guns and should not be trusted around weapons of any time. very smart also.

GET MENTAL HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

walks around in life just really angry and resentful towards everything idk why hes still alive but maybe spite or just pure hate towards everything he cant even bring himself to really die. feels very unloveable and alien (okay fine yes i did read no longer human by the real osamu dazai)

mfer is always wearing a damn mask to please people!!!!!! stop people pleasing!!!!! be normal!!!!! or actually dont i think neither would be very good

his trauma made him angry and mean and unpleasant to be around instead of soft and caring and strong and hes so so angry about that and like. idk what his trauma is but its giving Why Would You Do That To A Kid vibe

fucked up morality. good or bad? who knows!

suuuuuuiiiiiccccciiiidaaaaallll i see you im so tired and last words of a shooting star. feels like all would be best without him around but doesnt really wanna hurt the people he cares about too much (though he wont let himself admit this)

AUHGOAUHGOAUGHAOUGHAOGUHAOGUHUAHGIAUGOUAHGO

reading through this grinning and laughing like a madman YOU ARE SO RIGHT FOR THE MAJORITY OF THESE OPINIONS!!!! i am going to go through and give way too detailed responses to most of this bc i am very normal here we go

numb guilt is SO TRUE for him i don't have a better word to describe his views like there's this scene where he's talking to kyouka and she tells him she can't live anymore because she's killed 35 people and he looks so sad when he says "so what? what's a mere 35 people?" bc hes killed HUNDREDS and he doesn't even really feel bad for it while this girl is in despair from a (relative to him) small amount

no anger issues actually but you've made me REALLY want to see an angry dazai now so i'm gonna have to write that revenge fic 😭

it is not said why he has bandages but there are two major theories in the fandom, one is that he self harms and doesn't want other people to see and the other is that he's actually the Book which is hard to explain concisely but is a reality-altering book that everyone in the series is trying to find. whatever is written in it will become reality so it's a theory that all the writing is on his skin and he's just kinda hiding in plain sight! nobody knows for sure tho

HE DOES HAVE BPD VIBES

he totally does switch personalities in canon, like most of the time he's all cheerful and woo happy go lucky eyehey and then whenever he's facing off against the villains or doing something a lil morally wrong he just completely shuts off any kindness he might have mustered it's fun to see but also yeah. Scarey

he absolutely would just listen to straight up screaming you are so right

crying at sneaky scary little man that is the best description of him i have ever heard and i am going to steal it for dialogue in the fic i'm writing rn. he should NOT be trusted around weapons but for some reason he's like the only guy in the detective agency who has a gun

i think thr people pleasing is better than his true self lmao 😭 idk if he even has a true self at this point tho </3

i almost wish we knew what his trauma was in canon but i prefer it being a mystery bc 1) i quite honestly don't think they could write whatever it was without making it seem underwhelming for his character bc tragic anime backstories are So common and he's so much more fucked up than your average anime character and 2) people write the most horrific fics about their versions of his backstory and i love reading them sm. i want to read them forever

thank you for listening !!!! hope u enjoyed and i will get to peyton's playlist tomorrow if i have time :DD <333

#bat <3 #endless asks #my playlists #<- i THINK that's my tag for this #idk #bsd tag

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mbti-notes · 1 year

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Anon wrote: Hey, I really like your blog, thank you so much for your hard work!! I need help with my type, I want your opinion. I want to know my type so I can learn more about myself and really understand me in a deeper way. I suspect I’m ENFJ or INFJ or ENFP or INTJ. I know for sure I’m N.

I apologize in advance for the length of this message. I hope you don’t repeat yourself in your responses. I tried to search for this in your blog but I never really understood the functions very well, I guess it’s my fault because all of this is hard sometimes, trying to type myself I mean.

Important data: I suffered from depression and severe verbal bullying for years, and consequential self-loathing, I had therapy and still have but I’m way better now. I can say I’m healed so my functions developed in some way or another and this might be a clue to finding them in specific. My parents are very Se-Ti (I think, I’m 97% sure of it) and I’m an only child who was very influenced by them in the past.

I will explore each function below.

ENFP:

Ne – I constantly make up stories inside my head, I like writing novels (although I don’t write as much as I imagine it), I like learning new subjects that are outside of my reality, example: history, psychology, philosophy, learning Chinese language and Chinese history when I’m European, I also explore world religions even if I don’t adhere to it, I like learning just for the sake of learning. I want to explore the world, going everywhere and I am curious about how to change the world for the better, I prefer thinking about world-size issues like politics than every-day struggles like taxes. – this is constantly throughout my whole life.

Fi – I presume this function is about honoring our emotions and feelings. I am much better now that I learned that I need to put myself first before everyone else so I can really help them and also to make sure they don’t abuse my generosity. – I learned this lesson after a very bad experience (a year ago) when people disrespected me because I also didn’t respect myself because of bullying but I finally learned that I need to do want I like beforehand.

Te – I want authority to like me and to realize I’m special, that I’m responsible and that I follow the rules (even though I don't always like rule), basically I want to be the good student. At school I wanted the teacher to like me and to say I was his/her better student even thought I wasn’t A+ but B- but this only happened at the teacher no one liked (if they were good teachers).

I also like when older people give me reason, example my parents, teachers, boss, older people in general – I want to be seen as organized and polished and responsible. I also like to make my opinions after gathering data because I want arguments to back-up my argument, I don’t feel comfortable just having an opinion or a decision without someone giving me reason. I want to be a leader (even though the consequences of it can scare me), I do want to me remembered forever for doing something no one else has done for the benefit of humanity.

I also get very angry when I give my friend the solution to her problem and she still keeps talking about it when I already gave her my advice, it’s very annoying, it's like these people prefer just having problems and complain rather than solve it as much as you can and move on. But this is just with some friends. I also have another friend which annoys me a lot because she doesn’t obey me (my advices for her own good) – it can also make me feel as if my opinion is irrelevant but this is way less common nowadays (because I don’t speak to her everyday), she’s very stubborn and that annoys me so much.

I hate when people tell me what to do but I love telling people want to do lol. – this is constantly throughout my whole life. HOWEVER wanting to me tuff all the time is tiring, I used to not want to cry and to feel things (society told me I should always "suck it up" and not feeling anything sad and we all know that's not healthy). I know now I need to cry if the body wants it, if I feel sad but I always cry in private. I try to never put myself in public vulnerable positions.

Si – this is not inf in my opinion because I am responsible, I take valuable lessons from my past and I don’t like taking as much risks as Ne-doms use to (this is constantly throughout my whole life). I do like doing new things, I have that hunger more now that I’m more independent now (I have a job and a car) so I can go anywhere I do the things I want to do but I don’t think everything that has over years of experience should be put to death. I do like some old approaches once in a while and I do value security. // however, when I was in depression I just got scared about the world and the people around me, I didn’t leave my house and I thought that no matter what happened I never had hope for getting something good out of anything. I was very victim-mentality at the time even though I wasn’t complaining out loud, it was more from me to me.

INFJ:

Ni – same as Ne – I like planning (sometimes), I want to do something with my life that people will remember me decades after I’m gone and I do want to make the world a better place.

Fe – I tend to put people above me (but not always). When they talk about something that I don’t find amusing, I don’t tell them in their face, I keep smiling because I hate conflict and criticizing someone’s tastes is not correct. I just criticize when they do something wrong (Te/Ti) but because I want to help them, but I only get verbally angry with close people. With people I don’t know very well, I tend to smile and agreeing because I prefer this way. Many things in my life is made for the benefit of others I guess: I want to be seen as pretty, competent, intelligent, skinny, sexy.

I do love making friends and having a good time, just telling whatever comes to my mind when I’m in the flow of fun in a great conversation rather than thinking how saying X or Y will make them betray me. I just like having friends and talking about everything I like with them. My friends have different tastes of mine, I say I don’t like because of X but I’m not sincere, if I was I would say “why do you like that? Why do think like that? That’s dumb!” I don’t do that because it’s not okay.

I also don’t wanna be special (unless I’m better than everyone else) but stuff like “I suffered bullying so I’m more important than you” is never my thing, I just want to be like everyone else in that regard but I do like being better than others, more extroverted, more intelligent, more pretty – it doesn’t always happen but I’m describing my thought pattern. I also know it’s not fair to think like this but I don’t take advantage of it.

Ti – same argument as Te. + I have become more independent lately and I want that. I hate being contrived by anything (telling my parents where I’m going when I’m going out, submitting myself to do things I don’t want to because of society’s pressure’s - example “you have to get married and have kids everyone else is doing” I hate it, the “everyone else is doing so you must too” I hate so much and it’s stupid because I’m not everyone else, I’m a person. I prefer when people follow me and not the other way around, not that I’ve influenced people, I wish I could, I wish I could also manipulate them so they can follow my advice for their own sake for once. (I do know that being manipulative is not a good thing to do).

Se – when I’m bored and nothing much is happening that is new, I tend to “extrapolate” and “do something crazy” which involves buying books or clothes or going to the mall and drink some coffee. I also eat candy a lot more lately because it’s so delicious and I got a severe healthy diet for a year and after Christmas I just got into candy a lot. I guess it’s the most rebel thing I do, lol.

ENFJ:

Fe – same argument as Fe in INFJ

Ni – same argument as Ni in INFJ

Se – same argument as Se in INFJ

Ti – I used to really put myself down to other people. The worst experience I had in my life as when everyone were putting me down, making me feel like shit because of mistakes I’ve made, calling me arrogant and selfish, I got so hurt because I really hate disappointing people and after bullying I still have that scar a little bit, every time I did something and I couldn’t help someone, I was afraid I was hurting the person or disappointing them. // I also thought for years I didn’t reserve to be loved because “everyone hated me at school, so they must be right because they all agree with each other” I thought. I know now that there’s nothing wrong with me and that I deserve to be loved for who I am.

INTJ

Ni – same argument as Ni in INFJ

Te – same argument as Te in INFP

Fi - same argument as Fi in INFP

Se – same argument as Se in INFJ

Function stack information:

I do get loop sometimes, I suspect the 3rd is a T function because I valued competence instead of my desires and it gave me a fake optimism/defense mechanism about myself. I did got so much better after honoring what I want. So I suspect the F is 2nd because the 1st must be N. the order would be N F T S which leaves ENFP and INFJ. What do you think? Did any of this made sense to you?

Also important:

1) I imagine I have a boyfriend for years now but in the past I always thought that it was never going to become reality because I hated myself cuz of bullying (I thought I was stupid and ugly) but now my imaginary boyfriend comforts me when I feel sad and I know he's going to come to me and I know I deserve to be loved by him and that he loves me unconditionally for who I am.

My boyfriend is very sweet and kind to me because of the result that I didn't feel enough love in my childhood - my parents are very action oriented which is fine but I need those words of affirmation and physical touch literally like a baby, I feel so safe in his arms like I am his baby and he pampers me and takes care of me and always says sweet things example "I love you so much my love I'm so proud of you, you are my baby sweet love and I love you so much."

I presume this is Ne or just a defense mechanism because I want a boyfriend now but I don't have it (for now). I do feel an urge to be intimate with him because I feel like life without love is boring, I think a lot about love and how love makes me feel loved and safe.

I avoid watching sensitive scenes in movies like violence and hate because I tend to think about it, I absorb it and I know that's not gonna be good for me, because I get pessimistic and afraid that's going to happen in the future so I'm just going to try to be positive and thinking (or convincing me) that I'm safe by God and everything will be good and happy in my life.

I want my boyfriend to be a specific way (ethnicity) and have a specific personality (affectionate, kind, supportive) because I have my type, everyone has a type - maybe this is Ni?

I used to be obsessed with being in a relationship (even though I still never had one) and I used to had shame for being single since birth but after putting myself first and honoring my beliefs and who I am (and also knowing that it’s just life’s circumstances) I do not care anymore honestly. I also only go to this imaginary boyfriend when I’m sad and I need emotional comfort or when I miss thinking about him because he's such a breath of fresh air to me, no show me results, no suck it up, just a healthy comfort zone where I can be a little baby (not literally) and be loved by him.

2) I do get afraid about death, i think about that a lot, what if there's nothing after death? What if there's no heaven? I tried Buddhism for a year because I wanted to feel part of something bigger than myself and Buddhism really did help me a lot, meditation and mindfulness made me stop thinking about the ruminating thought and made me relax and enjoy the present moment. However Buddhism is very identity-erasure to me (the part of the Non-Self) and doesn't believe in a creator God, which I deeply do inside of my heart. I do understand we can't put our identity in our beauty or money or body because that's not permanent forever but I don't see a problem in loving our personality and body and being proud of becoming who we want to be - high Fi?

3) For the function stack, I do understand if I'm ENFP except I think I'm too risk-averse for being inf Si. I do get the hunger for new things, doing new things and meeting new people, but I also like to recover in private and I do identify more with the introvert descriptions than the extrovert ones but this can be misleading because of my past bullying. I have been a lot better in the past months and I do prefer to recover in private although I am very curious about going out with friends but it's not a big hunger. I have a bigger hunger for buying things I like. Introvert means INFJ or INFP and I think I'm none because

1) inf Se is strange (I do get the urge to do something new when I'm bored usually is eating too much candy or buying books but the whole Beth Harmon-let's-get-crazy never happened to me, never got drunk or lost my responsibilities. The craziest thing I've done was going to bed at 4am after planning novels inside my head and listening to music lol)

2) Inf Te is probably not it because I never put myself above anyone else in a unhealthy way (like unhealthy Fi would), and after my point in Te in ENFP I do think I'm not inf Te because I do value how I'm praised by others in terms of competence).

As you can see I'm very confused. I apologize again the length of this. Thank you so much for your time. Keep up the good work.

I wanted to say something more that I forgot. I'm 25. My parents are pretty sure Te and Si doms (I put it the other way around, my mistake sorry) and they were unhealthy types at the time of my upbringing I'm sure of it: very easily angry and not toughy-feely, they were when I was a baby I presume but after that it was gone. I felt a huge necessity for expressing love in this manner, hence the whole imaginary sweet boyfriend thing I guess.

I hope it's okay to send a 2nd message, I apologize for the inconvenience. There's more text mistakes but I presume it's understandable my point of view. Also I'm not a native-english speaker, so I apologize any English problem. Thank you so much, have a nice day.

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For INTJ, you said "the same as INFP" but that was not one of the types you were comparing, so I'm forced to assume you meant ENFP. Your analysis of ENFJ and INTJ functions shouldn't be the same as the other types. Functions operate very differently in different positions of the stack, therefore, e.g., auxiliary Fe cannot stand in for dominant Fe, and lower Te cannot stand in for higher Te.

If you are ENFP, your negative experiences with depression and bullying have presented serious obstacles to your function development. I don't think you are fully aware of how deeply tertiary loop and inferior grip have infiltrated your mind, attitude, and worldview. Long term problems with loop and grip during childhood and adolescence will impede healthy growth and expression of the dominant function. This may be enough to explain why you are not as confident, adventurous, and impactful as healthier Ne doms.

The instructions for submitting a type assessment require you to respond to every point in the Function Theory Guide. You didn't do this, so your function descriptions aren't detailed enough. If you don't provide exactly the information I asked for, I can't do a thorough type analysis. All I can say is: INTJ is highly unlikely because none of the functions fit. INFJ is doubtful because you don't seem to have any deep grasp of dominant Ni. ENFJ is possible, but I can't do the analysis since you didn't provide the information. ENFP is a better fit than INFJ. Although ENFP is a decent fit, I am unable to draw a firm conclusion because there isn't enough information for me to definitively rule out every other possibility.

#typing #ask

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l-r-christian · 2 years

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Title: 'Beauty and her beast' part four

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Human!Reader, Past!Elijah x Hayley

Warnings: Angst, angry!Elijah, Death, Fluff, soft!dad!Elijah

Tags: @casedoina @cleverzonkwombatsludge @bywie

Part one - part two - part three - part five

A/N: I did a sad and I wanna do more part

French translation

Je t'aime, ma douce âme sœur - I love you, my sweet soulmate

Je t'aime aussi, bien-aimé - I love you too, beloved

It was a little past midnight when Y/N's water broke waking both Y/N and Elijah as Davina had came to help Vincent with the birth of Elijah's child. Finn and Kol watched the noble vampire pace hearing Y/N in pain as she was in labor and Elijah wanted to comfort her. It was quite after nine hours of labor and Elijah was finally allow to see his soulmate, Y/N looked tired and sweaty as she held a baby.... his son as it made his heart flutter.

"Eli, meet Emilio....your son." Y/N said softly smiling watching Elijah gently taking hold of the new born boy softly rubbing his round cheek as he yawned looking up at his father. Emilio may have Elijah's warm eyes but Elijah found it quiet adorable that Emilio had Y/N's cute round face.

"He is a cute baby, elskan." Elijah says moving next to Y/N who smiled weakly laying her head on his shoulder feeling Elijah kiss her head before falling asleep. It happened in the morning that Y/N fell ill as Finn watched over his new born nephew while Davina and Vincent were trying to find out what was wrong Elijah held her hand rubbing her forehead with his thumb hating how weak she looked.

"The link is broken."

"Fix it Vincent." Elijah said looking at the witch as Y/N's breathing got shallow as Davina and Vincent looked at one another as Kol stepped forward knowing Elijah will not like the answer.

"It is going to take great magic to fix it, brother...."

"Whatever you need of me, Kol. I will do it, please do not allow her to die." Elijah said looking at his brother sounding broken as Kol swallowed nodding as he moved to help the witches.

"Eli....if I don't make it....please adore Emilio for me....it was an honor to be loved by you. Je t'aime, ma douce âme sœur."

"Je t'aime aussi, bien-aimé." Elijah whispered feeling Y/N's hand go limp as her heart slowed tears fell from Elijah's eyes as in the next room Camille covered her mouth. Davina hugged Kol while Finn hushed Emilio and Vincent looked down when they heard Elijah let out a heartbroken cry.

It took Klaus by surprise when out of nowhere Elijah slammed him against a wall with his hand in the hybrid's chest. It the attention of Rebekah and Freya as they ran down to see an angry Elijah squeezing the hybrid's heart.

"Elijah!" Rebekah shouted making the noble vampire throw Klaus as he growled looking right at Freya making Rebekah move in front of their sister.

"You killed her."

"Oh please Elijah, she was just was a human that you shared a soul link with." Klaus said getting up as Elijah looked at him with a dark look growling lowly. The three froze seeing that Elijah had opened his red door.

"No she wasn't! I let her in, I told her everything about myself. Told her things that not even you know about Klaus." Elijah said lowly as Klaus's eyes flashed with hurt as no matter how angry Elijah got with him. Elijah always called him by his birth name and to hear him call the hybrid Klaus....hurt.

"And you, Rebekah, how dare you stand beside the monster that had always ruined your love life. Freya, I can not believe you allow yourself to get on his level. Klaus, I am no longer your brother but an enemy. I do not want you anywhere near my son or our home."

"Elijah....what are..."

"I don't want to hear your apologies, excuses. The only thing that is keeping me from killing you, Klaus is Hope and I refuse to be like our father so consider me no longer family." Elijah says walking out passing Hayley as she moved to stop him but saw the rage in his eyes and took a step back watching Elijah leave.

"How....how is he, Finn?" Freya asked softly as it had been the first time in a month since she seen her brothers as Finn refused to be with his siblings choosing to stay with Elijah helping him with Emilio. Finn looked over at Elijah seeing him reading to the month old who squealed happily whenever Elijah would make silly voices as he read to his son.

"Doing well. He is still very angry....he is hurting Freya."

"And you don't think Hayley isn't?! She loved Elijah and he abandoned her." Freya whispered yelled looking over seeing her nephew and how much the boy looked like his mother, a gorgeous light bronze baby with dark curls and had Elijah's warm mocha eyes.

"You killed his soulmate."

The Nine covens were angry as the Ancestors had cut off the flow of magic as punishment for not protecting the soul link enough so in turn the covens cut Hope and Freya from their covens. Elijah was no where near forgiving his siblings as this oddly brought Elijah closer to Kol and Finn as Emilio loved his uncles as the month old was with at lest one of them always.

Klaus was angry and went to see Vincent with Hope to see Elijah with Emilio on his arm sucking on his pacifier playing with Elijah's tie. Elijah had came over to Vincent's when the witch called saying he had a few children books for the baby boy.

"Your witches seem to believe they can cut my daughter from their covens." Klaus said as Vincent rolled his eyes as the teen witch waved at her uncle as Elijah gave her a soft smile before Emilio grabbed his attention when the boy whined.

"That is because the Ancestors cut off the magic when you broke Elijah's soul link." Vincent tells Klaus giving a children's book to Elijah as Emilio grabbed it when Elijah showed it to his son. Klaus frowned looking over to Elijah who had been nothing but cold to the hybrid.

"So the witches take it out on Hope?"

"Look Klaus, I don't control the witches. I have to find away to get the Ancestors to allow the covens to use our magic." Vincent said as Klaus narrowed his eyes turning to see Hope next to Elijah meeting Emilio, her baby cousin and Klaus tune in on their conversation.

"Are you ever coming home uncle 'Lijah?"

"I don't think so Hope." Elijah says watching Emilio grab Hope's hand squealing as he made small noises. Hope frown as she missed her uncle her but understood that he was angry.

"Okay....mom is doing better...she is dating a guy named Declan, he is a great guy." Hope tells her uncle as Elijah paused his heart aching at the idea that Hayley got to be happy while he was hurting missing his other half.

"Does your father know?"

"He does....uncle 'Lijah I hope you come home soon." Hope said as Elijah smiled kissing her forehead before walking out leaving the teen with her father who was hurt that Elijah no longer looked to him.

Caroline and Stefan came to visit with Alaric and the twins as they heard what happen as the magic was also cut off to Bonnie and the girls. While the adults talked, Hope grabbed Lizzie and Josie pulling them into a room.

"I need your help." Hope tells the witches as they blinked before nodding as Hope had an idea to bring back Elijah's soul link as she wanted her uncle back but needed help to draw in powerful magic.

"Okay we will help."

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