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wonwoonlight · 6 months

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are you like me too? / kwon soonyoung

⇢ Soonyoung x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: 1.1k

⇢ angst // breakup(??)!au // comfort?

⇢ A/N: i wrote this in like, 30 minutes bc i was watching the epik high and hosh's performance in akmu's show and got a random burst of writing juice so. enjoy? i'm obsessed w the song and this particular part btw so it's definitely inspired by that. as always not proofread but do enjoy somehow lol

요즘 뭘 먹고 마시고 어떤 행복을 찾는지 what are you eating and drinking these days? what kid of happiness are you looking for? epik high ft. hoshi - screen time

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Soonyoung has never felt so stupid.

But, then again, being drunk and regretful at the same time is an obvious recipe for disaster.

He doesn’t even usually get drunk, as he’s often already passed out before he gets to that point. But there’s something about tonight that compels him to keep on throwing back drinks over drinks even though Jihoon is already looking at him in worry and Chaeyoung is trying to stop him from getting more.

But of course, drunk Kwon Soonyoung is even more hard headed than normal Kwon Soonyoung and Jihoon eventually tells the younger girl to just stop trying because perhaps the guy needs it.

After all, Jihoon knows Soonyoung has been regretting his decision to end… whatever it is he had with a certain someone and he hasn’t had the chance to properly throw himself a pity party that it’s probably been eating him inside out for the past week.

“Why the fuck did I…” He mutters to himself, not even caring that two of his friends are there worried out of their minds. He eventually kicks them out an hour later because he can only handle so much pity being thrown his way in his own fucking house.

He’s pitiful–pathetic, he knows, but it doesn’t make things any better and he does need this to (hopefully) make peace with whatever stupid decision he made last week to end things with you.

You’re not even his girlfriend–and whose fault is that?–he swallows another shot bitterly. And yet suddenly not having you any longer feels more painful than the last time he broke up with his ex-girlfriend.

Is it simply the alcohol, bubbling thoughts into his mind? Amplifying the pains even though it’s not really all that?

He glares at his phone, silent with nonexistent notifications from you. And then he looks at the mirror and glare at himself for pushing himself into such a situation.

Why did he think it was a good call to cut you off his life when it was him who talked to you first, asked for your number, begged you for a chance to go on dates, and now grovelling in his own room because he told you that he thinks it’s better to stop seeing each other when you’re not even yet in a relationship.

What was there to end, really?

A possibility, perhaps.

Love that was possibly growing in your heart that he cruelly plucked when it hadn’t even bloomed.

Is that a good thing, then?

Would it hurt more for you if your feelings had grown deeper than what you currently harbour towards him?

He takes his phone and scrolls through your old texts once again. He can probably recite them in his sleep at this point, but he doesn’t care because he misses you and he wishes he still has you–your texts, your laughter, your touch, your voice–you.

🧡: look at this dumb dog lmaoooo

how can u call him dumb :(

hes cute u meanie :(

🧡: //youre/// dumb🙄🙄

🧡: you know i dont mean it like that 😠😠😠😠

🧡: how dare you make me a villain against dogs!!!!

He takes a deep breath as he plays the video you sent for the nth time, still having it in him to smile at your small dog trying to jump into the sofa even though you had laid out a perfectly new dog stairs right next to it.

He presses his lips together at the sound of your laughter in the background, probably the only way he’s still able to hear it now.

It’s only been a week. He knows it’s only been a fucking week. But he’s already wondering how you’re doing and who’s making you laugh, if you get to eat that dumpling that you’ve been wanting to try since last month, if you’re sending your dog videos to someone else now, if you’re still watching the drama that you were watching with him.

…If someone’s holding you because, maybe… and just maybe… you’re also as sad as he is.

He hopes you’re not though. He doesn’t wish this wrenching feeling in his chest upon you.

He hopes you don’t like him enough to be as sad as he is.

He hopes you don’t like him enough to drink yourself to sleep–to numb the pain and silence the voices inside your head.

Closing his eyes, he contemplates on calling you. But he remembers that it was him who rids himself of that choice.

“Hello?”

Fuck. He’s even imagining your voice now.

“Hello?” Your voice calls once again, and Soonyoung grips his phone tighter because it’s getting too real and perhaps it is time to stop drinking. “Soonyoung? Are you there? Are you okay?”

He jumps when he realises it’s actually you, panics when he realises he accidentally presses call when he’s too deep in his thoughts. For someone who contemplated on calling you just not too long ago, he’s suddenly hyper aware of the situation and no longer sure what to say.

He opens his mouth to say something, but a violent cough makes it out of his lips–enough for him to hit his chest because it feels like he’s about to vomit though there’s nothing in his throat.

He hears you panic from the other side, and as much as he wants to tell you not to worry and apologize, he couldn’t do it because his head is spinning and a part of him wants you to know that he’s hurting and he’s regretting.

You already hang up once he’s calmed down.

And it’s thirty minutes later someone knocks on his door, his eyes widening in shock when he finds you on the other side, seemingly running out of your place in a hurry because you simply have a jacket over your pajamas.

“Are you okay?” You look up in worry, your hand already busy trying to see his temperature. It’s when you realize that Soonyoung has been looking at you in silence that it finally hits you that you’re not supposed to do this.

That he… he breaks up with you before you even begin dating and you’re probably out of your fucking mind for thinking that you should rush to him the moment you think he might need help.

Mistaking his silence as resentment, you quickly retract your hand and apologize. But before you can even turn away, Soonyoung pulls you into his place and closes the door and then wraps his arms around you.

You can’t even begin to comprehend what’s happening, but when you feel his body shaking and hear him trying to hide his tears on your shoulder, you decide it doesn’t matter.

For whatever reason, Soonyoung is hurting.

Whether he’s hurting because of you or some other reason, he’s hurting and he’s looking for comfort in you if the way he holds you so tight that it hurts a little and the smell of alcohol on him says anything.

You hug him back and Soonyoung cries harder.

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©wonwoonlight – all rights reserved. I don’t allow any reposting, translation, and any other kind of redistribution of this fic. Please tell me if you’re aware of anyone doing this without my permission.

A/N: wow been so long since i wrote for him???

#soonyoung drabble #soonyoung scenarios #seventeen angst #seventeen au #seventeen scenarios #khione.fics #hoshi angst #hoshi scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenario #soonyoung angst #seventeen oneshot #hoshi oneshot

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sunflowersinheaven · 13 days

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Hi everyone, probably some of you noticed that im back. This was a very random decision i made yesterday, i actually didnt plan to come back for another 1-2 months. Thank you for the lovely tags on my latest post, it means a lot, and it made me really happy to read them and see people missed me 🧡 I missed you all too! I love this fandom and all the random people i got to know (even if we never talked, i see you all in my notifs).

The past few months, has been really hard time for me, and i have been struggling with my depression a lot. I pushed many people away, including the most important person in my life. I felt isolating myself would help to "fix" myself, but actually it just made everything worse. All the people that i hurt in the past few months, all the people whose message i ignored, all the people who were worried about me , im really sorry. I realised, lot of things that made me happy, i stopped doing, including posting here. Im not fully ready to be active as i was before, and im also really busy with uni (if you are a building services engineer reading this, please dm me, because welp), but i really want to get back into this, because this fandom really made my past few years and life better, and i will be forever thank you for that. Your support means a lot to me.

Im looking forward to be part of the codywan and star wars fandom again, and thank you all 🧡

(if you are a hater reading this, and want to send me an anon hate, please dont send me "kys" ones, i got a lot of it in the past, and while it didnt bother me as much, im not sure i can handle those kind of anons anymore. I dont want to turn off anon asks, but if it happens, i will)

#i love you all!! and thank you for the sweet welcoming bsck messages🧡#to the people i ignored and pushed away reading this: i will apologize in dms soon #im really sorry #and if that one person is reading this i miss you a lot and hope one day you can forgive me for all the pain i caused

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thesuperiorrobin · 2 years

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Damian Wayne, the blood son of playboy billionaire Bruce way. Damian Wayne doesn’t live up to the playboy title like his father back in the day

After the fourth bullet there’s a cut

-Damian, for the first few months, denies that he likes you in the first place. It takes him a while to own up to his feeling for you. Seeing as he was taught to push his own feeling asides and to never show them because it’s a sign of weaknesses.

-but eventually he surpass that mindset, and just let his feelings all out. With the help of his best friend, Jon Kent, of course. Wouldn’t admit it but he would rather die then tell any of his family members about you or his feelings. (Well not dead. He just isn’t really ready to tell them yet 💀)

-when you two start dating, he will keep you a secret. He will keep you away from his family. Not because he’s a possessive type or anything he’s just embarrassed. And he knows for a fact this his family will take you away from him. So he just wants you all to himself for a little bit until he actually has to introduce you to them.

-since he’s keeping you a secret for a while that means no public dates. Because the paparazzi and the media are quick. Heck the minute you and Damian are out in public holding hands you won’t even get five steps in before you get a notification of the Gotham news on your phone with a picture of you and Damian. The paparazzi is scary.

-and honestly you don’t mind being a secret, cause you keep Damian a secret from your parents too. I doubt they’ll be happy when they hear that their child is dating the famous billionaire playboy’s son. Parents first impressions matter too💀. And Bruce Wayne didn’t leave a good one at all.

-so your dates are in school during lunch. Where you two will sneak out of the cafeteria and sneak out of school make your way to the back where no one will bother you except for the janitors and old cafe ladies you tend to smoke their problems away. You two don’t mind and neither do they, since you are keeping it a secret about their little smoking habits since no smoking is allowed on school property. It’s only fair they do the same.

-when you eventually find out Damian Wayne is Robin. The dates change too. I mean you’ll still end up having your little lunch dates but now. You see him in the middle of the night, in his Robin uniform, and in your room. Apparently you know have a thing for guys who wear mostly leather uniforms and fight bad guy out in the night. I mean who knew.

-now you’re parents are wondering why you’re always falling face first into your morning breakfast. They threatened to take your phone away because they think that electric of yours is the main cause for it in the first place ;)

-you are the first to tell your parents about the two of you. They aren’t really happy about the whole idea of you saying a Wayne, but they can see how much you like Damian. When they meet Damian in person your mom is thrilled. And Y’know first impression count so he brought flowers for your mom. He was being shut a suck up to her the entire day. Your dad took him longer to like him, mostly because he was a Wayne.

-you dad was very happy when he was leaving tho.

-and when you do meet his family. Lets just say it’s chaotic. Damian is full on embarrassed at this family, especially Grayson. No DONT even get me started on him. The only person in the manor that he wasn’t mad/embarrassed about, was pennyworth 7-7

-but overall his family loves you. That includes his animals.

-Speaking of animals Titus and Alfred LOVE you. Damian gets jealous because his trusted pets are taking your attention away from him. You and Damian are now parents of the many animals Damian keeps in the manor. That includes the cow too.

-he absolutely will keep you a secret from the press tho. Because he knows how scandalous and horrific they can be. And he doesn’t want them to be the main cause for a future break up all because they don’t know how to mind their own business.

-Damian Wayne is a touch starved person. There I said it. Growing up the only touch he ever got was a pat on his head by his mother when he did something good when he was living with the league of assassins. Other then that that’s it. But after living with Bruce he’s gotten some hugs here and there by him and his siblings.

-he doesn’t like to ask for a hug or any form of affection, after all he is still getting used to the whole dating thing so you’ll normally have to make the first move. And Damian love loves loooves cuddling with you. He doesn’t ask for it of course but you can tell when he needs one. He either sigh very loudly to get your attention or stays quiet for the rest of the day.

-absolutely hates the fact that his brother tease him for being soft with you. It can either go with you trying to stop Damian from slicing them up or it can have you laughing while Damian pay no mind to them.

-hates it even more when you spend time his siblings and not him. Oh! You can over the manor to hang out with him? No, Grayson just asked you to come over so you two can go watch that new romance film Damian refused to watch with you. He thinks your there because you want his help? No you came to see Tim to help you with your science and math homework. Want to have a nice day together? No your hanging out with Jason and enjoying h the r he’ll out of Damian for the day. But despite the fact that you love hanging out with his sleeping at the end of the day you’ll always go back to him for cuddles.

-you were the first person to say ‘I love you’ after he had sneaked into your room late at night after a bad patrol. The villains he had to deal with got him good this time. You two had a bad argument about it and then it just slipped.

-now Bruce Wayne is juts happy his son found that makes him happy. He’s glad his son didn’t follow in his playboy title. He thanks the lord everyday🙄. He even thanks you in private for dating Damian and he’s glad your able to deal with him since he can be such a pain in the ass most of the time 💀

#damian al ghul #batfamily #batman x fem!reader #damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #robin x reader #batfamily x reader #damian x reader #damian al ghul x reader #Damian scenarios

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justalittleficsideblog · 11 months

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Heeeyyyyy

I saw your requests were open so here i am.

Umm maybe you can do a fic where Lucifer gets hit by a truth potion, so he starts acting soft and all with mc. But mc thinks that a love potion has hit him and he doesn't mean any word he says. But after the potion wears off, they find out that lucifer was being his true self afterall??

I really dont know where do i want this to go but after nightbringer angst some fluff is what o need.

Love anonymous👑

Hello there anon! This is such an adorable prompt omg omg I hope that this meets your expectations! <3. I kinda made this fluffy / angsty? Lucifer is horrid with emotion that isnt pissed off so here we go! Also this turned out a shit ton longer than I expected so...

synopsis: Sneaky Solomon slips something into Lucifer's tea after he becomes annoyed with his emotional constipation. How will Lucifer fare during his outing with you? wk: 1.6k You Can't Handle the Truth!

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Lucifer found himself rubbing his temples in irritation as Diavolo and Solomon eagerly continued on their private conversation.

“You are both aware that a meeting involves the entire body communicating,” he huffed, staring daggers at Solomon specifically.

Diavolo glanced at Lucifer and then back to Solomon, looking all to pleased with whatever their conversation had been about… Lucifer felt his stomach churn, Diavolo teaming up with Solomon never ended well.

“Let’s take a brief recess!” Diavolo sprouted, “It seems I am a bit distracted.”

Rolling his eyes but glad for the reason to stretch his legs, Lucifer pushed back from the table and hurried out to clear his head and look at his D.D.D.

MC: Hey, are we still on for tonight? I’m dying to try out that new bakery café restaurant thing

He smiled softly down at the notification from you, feeling some of his stress ease as he read the message over.

Lucifer: The meeting is almost over.

Lucifer: It will be nice to go over the items Diavolo needs us to prepare for RAD without my brothers around.

MC: ahh… ok!

Meanwhile, during Lucifer’s distraction Barbatos had readied fresh tea for everyone in the meeting. Unbeknownst to him (not really, he just pretended not to see to appease Lord Diavolo), Solomon had slipped in a tiny bit of truth potion into Lucifer’s glass.

Clicking off his device, he sauntered back into the meeting room. Now motivated to finish the meeting off sooner, he mimicked Diavolo as he sat down; sipping his tea he collected his notes.

Diavolo had a worryingly wicked grin on his face. “Are you truly this excited about the upcoming event at RAD?” he questioned, eyebrow raising thoughtfully.

“Why of course,” the soon-to-be-king sauntered. “And I presume that you and MC will be meeting soon to finish discussing preparations?”

“This evening, actually.” He admitted, strangely… quicker than he was expecting.

“Are you excited? To meet with them?” Solomon inquired, noticing Lucifer had drank a sizeable amount from his glass.

Lucifer’s breath caught, realizing words were spitting out before he could help it, “Yes. I’m very excited.” His hand slapped over his mouth, “What the hell is going on?”

Diavolo and Solomon erupted in laughter together, their bodies shaking at the eldest’s misfortune.

“Well… Solomon needed to try out a new elixir for a truth serum. And since you’ve been so…” He trailed off, looking towards his partner in crime.

“—emotionally constipated.” The latter quipped in.

“Ah... yes, I guess that would be a sufficient way to describe it,” Diavolo laughed. “We thought you could use this to loosen up with them tonight, your brothers won’t be around and I’m sure MC would appreciate the deep conversation I am sure you two will be having over dinner.”

With that, Diavolo stood. Meeting, adjourned.

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You started up with a jolt as you heard the door to the House of Lamination slam.

I take it the meeting must’ve not gone exceptionally well….

Grabbing your things, you headed down the staircase and met Lucifer, who had a very hard time meeting your eyes.

“Are… are you alright?” You asked, hand resting on his shoulder as you looked up to him in concern.

“No!” he blurted, eyes widening as you saw a blush creep it’s way up his neck. “Ahem… let’s just go. I assume you are ready?”

Shrinking back, you furrowed your brows in confusion at his attitude. “What the hell happened?”

Without a pause, he replied, “Solomon and Lord Diavolo have decided to test some sort of potion on me for the evening…” The words tumbled out of his mouth, and he slapped his hands over his mouth as he strode out of the house, you following close behind.

What the hell…? You thought. Studying Lucifer as you both went quietly to the restaurant, you noticed he had trouble looking at you, and was almost eager to respond to anything you had said. Did… Solomon give him….. a love potion?

You thought back to when you had eaten the suspicious pudding that had the brother’s going crazy because of the magical affect it had on them to be around you… was this something similar?

“So.. did Solomon trick you into eating or drinking something?” You inquired, entering through the restaurant’s door.

“Yes… and I am to assume the affects will last about 24 hours. I do apologize for this,” he finally looked at you before jumping into discussion with the host about his reservation.

As you were guided to the table you couldn’t help but feel like Lucifer was avoiding you, the way he tensed when you began speaking bothered you. Was being around you..difficult?

“Lucifer,” you started, taking a sip from the water that was placed on your table. “Is… is it hard to be around me?”

Damn the question for being so vague, Lucifer had no choice but to reply to your question in a general sense. “There are times it is painful to be near you, sitting near you even for this dinner is making me go crazy. My heart is beating erratically, and I can’t focus clearly on anything but you.”

He seemed to be breathing heavily, clearly upset by his own outburst.

Oh…. You thought, smirking slightly. It was most certainly a love potion that Solomon had given him. Poor guy, you rested your chin in your hand, fiddling the straw in your glass with your tongue. Catching Lucifer’s gaze, you asked. “Is something wrong?”

“Y-your tongue…”

“What about it?” you rested the glass down on the table.

“It’s... exciting me,” he coughed, his burning face turned away from you.

Oh… OH! Now you were the one who was blushing. I guess everything you do might be suggestive to him right now.

“Let’s go on towards the agenda for tonight,” you muttered. “Do you think Diavolo would wants these colors?”

Lucifer watched as you went on about the event planning, eternally grateful that you had changed the subject. If you had decided to ask him about his feelings somehow, he doesn’t know how he would manage. His blunder earlier had him crossing his legs, trying to shrink himself in embarrassment.

That fucking sorcerer, he seethed.

His eyes quipped towards you fiddling with the ends of your attire. Too caught up with his predicament, he had forgotten to compliment you on your stunning appearance this evening.

“Do you think Asmo went a bit overboard?” You suddenly piped up, gesturing towards your clothes. “I told him that I didn’t really like this kind of stuff, but he was so damn insisten—”

“I think you look particularly ravishing this evening,” he interrupted, eyes trailing down your form.

Ah hell, you had forgotten about the potion. Of course he would think you look good right now, he’s not in his right mind!

“I’m sorry, Lucifer. The whole potion thing slipped my mind for a moment,” you pondered sadly, your eyes gravitating towards the edge of the table where your food lay. “Do you want to end this early tonight?”

“No,” his own answer surprised him. “I do truly find enjoyment in your company. Having you to myself for an evening—”

It’s just the potion talking it’s just the potion talking, you reminded yourself. Oh, how you had hoped for the ever-stoic elder brother to utter those words to you. And maybe you could indulge in this side of him just once.

“And how do you feel towards me, Lucifer?” you teased, hoping to engage with this flirty side to him a bit longer. You had to admit, it was kind of fun.

You hadn’t expected his reply.

“It hurts to breathe when I look at you. Any time you enter a room all I hear is static and I lose the ability to focus on anything except you. Anywhere you touch me it burns, and yet somehow, I can never get enough of it. I am a moth to your flame, MC. I am hopelessly, irrevocably—"

“Lucifer, just stop. I know this whole love potion is making you say things you don’t mean.” You couldn’t bear to hear anymore, this was not a real confession.

He glanced up in shock, “Love potion? No, wait. You have the wrong idea.”

It was too late, you had already slammed your payment onto the table and walked out of the restaurant. You just wanted to sleep in your bed and forgot about the entire night.

As you climbed up the steps and swung open your door, you did not expect to see a silver haired sorcerer lounging on your bed.

“Well, hello! I was wondering if you have that textbook I lent you—”

“Cut the shit, Solomon. I’m not in the mood after the little prank you played on Lucifer today.”

To be fair, he really was there to grab a textbook, but now he was even more confused.

“What are you talking about? Didn’t things go well?”

“Quit acting like you don’t know! That love potion you gave him was a bit extreme, don’t you think?”

Suddenly, a grin broke out across the human’s face, his finger gently stroking his chin as he realized the situation.

“Darling, I never gave him a love potion, I gave him a truth elixir.”

You stood rigid, Solomon wouldn’t lie about that right…?

You turned around, but he was already gone. Collapsing onto the bed you replayed the events of the night. Oh god…. So that means, he really meant all of that?!

Tucking yourself into bed, you felt your cheeks grow hot.

Thanks, Solomon.

Maybe he wasn’t so bad, after all.

#lucifer x reader #om! lucifer #obey me #shall we date #solomon x reader #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #lucifer x mc #lucifer x you #did yall see the twilight line i threw in there #also when i started this it was not meant to be this long #but ugh it was so vesty i had too

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the-s1lly-corner · 3 months

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Anon who asked about the mpost/the one who had sent the tadc x wolf reader request here... Here's my new and improved version of the request!! And not on anon so I get the notification for it being completed :3

Okay so, tadc characters of your choosing (if you need specific characters then Jax, Ragatha, Caine, and Gangle) x a wolf!reader who is really shy, tends to be self deprecating, is a people pleaser, and underestimates their skills. Preferably platonic but romantic is fine!!

Caine, Ragatha, Jax and Gangle x wolf!reader who is shy w/ low confidence !

writing this then imma go work on my silly art eheheheheh unironically listening to hit my spot by ur pretty (do NOT listen to it without headphones if youre not alone it is literally gay sex song) on loop it has no reason to be so catchy gawd DAMN admins yapping aside i hope you enjoy this !! written more leaning towards platonic !!

CAINE:

i think he would try to hype you up and make you more confident in yourself! i think he would be a little confused on why you arent too.. self assured, i mean he thinks youre cool and talented and skilled and-

he could go on for hours.. i think sometimes you might cave into him and what he wants due to you being a people pleaser and it might take caine a while to catch on to that and try to pay attention to those smaller things, especially if theres something making you uncomfortable... the good thing about being a wolf is that you have ears and a tail, which do a lot in conveying how youre feeling in the moment! usually he pays attention to those things if youre the type to not like.. vocalizing your discomfort. hypes you up to everyone who will listen, stops just short of picking you up and showing you off to everyone/hj

RAGATHA:

similar to caine she uses your ears and tail as a means to gauge your internal feelings about things. ragatha is a lot more low energy and calmer compared to some of the other characters on this list... has the least issues of reading you. pulls you away if youre getting uncomfortable in any situation, and oftentimes stands up for you if someone is trying to push you something you dont actually want to do... a lot of the times those people tend to be jax.. but we'll talk about that in his part. I like to think she would try to give you little pep talks when she notices you're a little down.. makes frequent compliments to you and the things you do (skills, hobbies, ect). her room is always open to you whenever you need an escape!

JAX:

really a lot of his "coercing" is just him teasing you and, in a somewhat mean way, trying to subtly push you to get a backbone and find your limit. he wont say it or really express it, but you guys are friends and he does want to see you be able to speak for yourself... its just how he goes about it can be a little... erlrkgkh.... you know? since HES the one trying to test your boundaries and get you to snap at him. i dont think he would go as far as make fun of your hobbies and interests to make you stand up for yourself.. thats just. a smidge to mean, since youre his friend. definitely calls you wolf/dog-based nicknames, most of them dont fall into the "im trying to make you stand up for yourself" thing and more so "haha i think its funny and genuinely lighthearted"

its a little odd but there are good intentions in there

GANGLE:

she gets it, she really does... you two probably talk to one another about your problems to one another... you both find comfort in it and in a way it makes you both feel better. seeing you uncomfortable or anxious kind of empowers gangle to come and help you out, regardless of which mask shes wearing. i like to think it would to the same for you if the roles were reversed... its kind of like how you stop being anxious momentarily when you see your friend struggling and being anxious themselves and you back them up or speak for them, you know? or maybe thats just a me thing... shrugs. probably gives you bows and ribbons to put on your tail to accessorize it

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #caine x you #caine imagine #ragatha x reader #ragatha x you #ragatha imagine #jax x reader #jax x you #jax imagine #gangle x reader #gangle x you #gangle imagine

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virtualrealityshow · 6 months

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✦ WELCOME TO THE HOME OF VR-TV! ✦

HI! this is the vr-tv blog! second time im writing this since first time i wrote it tumblr just chucked the whole thing out the window. BUT THAT ASIDE welcome! :D

to clarify this isnt a narrative/interactive/arg blog but rather a dedicated blog for the vr-tv universe and just storing info, art, writings - whatever about it! yknow, for documentation's sake.

if you'd like to check out more of my work, my art blog is @y2kazoo . my main is @acnitemare if you wanna give me a follow there!

✦ THE BASICS ✦

(gonna keep this short and simple!)

TLDR: it's the 80's and a bunch of world-famous musicians across various genres have agreed to go on this experimental reality tv show hosted by a sentient AI named I. M. PEACEMOUTH. (he's up there waving & peeping over in the blog's icon!). the guy is formal and professional and a smooth talker, but clearly has shady intentions.

(to preface, this version of the 80's is way more technologically advanced than ours was, so in this timeline, around this time technical capacity for 3d virtual reality exists - albeit in a primitive form!)

the company that hosts this show is called CONGLOMOCORP and they're a massive enterprise with a big hold over a lot of markets but they've recently become pioneers in the field of music video production (think mtv type stuff).

they got the idea to make the 'ultimate music video', which is where we circle back to the musicians and the tv show thing.

you see, this 'ultimate music video' is actually a televised broadcast of a virtual reality simulation of this big, huge house thing that all the musicians live in for their time on the show - and the feed on it is always running (well, most of the time.)

in order to get on this show, all the musicians have had to go out to conglomocorp's studio and get put into a coma-like state; and from there, they were hooked up to these machines and their consciousnesses are the ones in the virtual reality. their avatars are shaped around the content of their souls, which is why a lot of the characters you'll see around here look kinda wacky and abstract!

conglomocorp sold the musicians on this idea by claiming that it was just going to be for 'about a year' and that their only intentions behind this project - named VR-TV - was that they just 'wanted to push the limits of technology to its fullest extent'. butttttt you know how it is with stories like this...

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

a list of content warnings for things you might see on this blog! (just so you know, if this stuff ever pops up it will be tagged accordingly.) if more things come up that need to be added, i will put them on the list in due time.

✦ references to drug use

✦ unreality

✦ themes involving loss of agency

✦ body horror

✦ digital horror

✦ blood/gore

✦ mental manipulation & other people being manipulated

★ OTHER THINGS TO KNOW!!! ★

✦ i LOVE getting fanart for my projects! if you make any fanart for vr-tv, be sure to send it in!!! i would LOVE to see it!!!

➢ side-note: the easiest way to get me to see your fanworks is by submitting it directly to this very blog! i dont check my notifications very often so if you just mention this blog or post it in a main tag for it, chances are i won't know. BUT if you just submit your fanart here, that's a surefire way to get me to see it AND i can display your work for all to see!!! it's a win-win :D

✦ fancharacters for vr-tv aren't just accepted, they're encouraged! if you want to make a wacky little guy for this thing then be my guest!

➢ side-note: it bares clarification here that vr-tv isn't a collaborative project, it's just something i make on my own. you're welcome to make fancharacters BUT they won't be considered canon! (it's just too much work for me to include multiple people's fan lore in with my own for this project, sorry!) you can still by all means draw canon characters hanging out or even draw oc x canon if you really like, but don't do so with the expectations of them being canonized if that makes sense! like with fanart, i encourage you to submit fancharacters here directly in the case that you make them!

✦ do NOT create nsfw content of vr-tv characters!!! that's just crossing a line that i am not comfortable seeing my characters depicted in. please dont :c

✦ ASKS ARE HEAVILY WELCOMED!!!!!!!!!!! if you send me an ask about this thing i will do everything in my power to answer it to the best of my ability. you can ask me anything about this thing, what certain character's favorite foods are, how the VR-TV virutal reality works (but keep in mind i am bad at describing technology things lol), your headcanons/theories, questions about the lore or character's motivations.... PLEASE ask me any of those and so much more! i will be glad to divulge information to you!

✦ in the case that you want to make ship art between two characters, please reach out to me thru the ask box beforehand to get my approval before you start making anything. i wouldn't want you to draw something i don't approve of especially between certain characters, my characters are precious to me and im admittedly very finicky about how my characters get depicted. (and me giving approval isn't a sign that the relationship will become canon, it's just a signifier that im okay with seeing content of those two characters in that sort of relationship. just thought that was worth adding!)

so yeah - that should cover all the bases!

enjoy your time here!!! buh bye!!!! hope to see you around soon! 👋 ★

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nctsplug02 · 1 year

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What if Mrs Jeong has a really bad baby fever and all she wants is her husband to put a baby in her? Then Mr Jeong strictly warned Jen to keep Hannie busy as they would be occupied with an important task but their walls aren’t soundproofed anyway, so Jen could hear them going at it all day. 😂

[3:38PM]

GENRE: fluff and smut

WARNINGS: horny parents that fuck like bunnies, unprotected sex, creampies and yes creampieS, fingering, kissing, praising, degrading, spanking, rough sex, many positions, oral sex (f receiving), squirting, nipple play, pregnancy kink, breeding kink, and a good soft aftercare.

BUHDABING!

jaehyun sighs and picks up his phone, another message from you. a tiktok to be more specific. it was your one-millionth video you had sent him today and all of them were of babies.

baby ma: video attachment.

baby ma: babe :c

he could hear your whiny voice through the screen.

baby ma: look at the babbyyyyyy

baby ma: isn’t she so cute?!!

jaehyun sighs and clicks on the attachment sent. a soft laugh corrupts from his throat when hearing the giggle escape from the little one. jaehyun begins to type after watching the video several times in a roll.

me: yes, she is

me: but no more babies

me: period.

you’re quick to respond which shocks him.

baby ma: but, babeee?? we only have hannie

baby ma: don’t you want another? 🥺

me: you wanna deal with this again?

me: video attachment.

jaehyun looks up with a confused grin when hearing you let out a roar of laughter coming from the next room.

me: do your work, baby and don’t make me tell you again or you’ll regret it.

baby ma: make me regret it then and while you’re at it, make me pregnant too, thanks! :D

jaehyun rolls his eyes your response. “such a horny punk.” he tsks.

not even five minutes later and jaehyun receives another message— from you, of course.

baby ma: video attachment.

i replied to baby ma; video attachment— this video is just telling me that if we were to even have another baby, it would act just like you.

baby ma: WHAT

baby ma: I DONT ACT LIKE THAT JEONG

me: sure you don’t. :)

baby ma: SHIT UP

baby ma: SHUT*

baby ma: UP

jaehyun laughs and sets his phone down. “adorable.” he sighs with a head shake.

BUHDABING!

he sighs and picks up his phone. of course, it’s from you, again.

baby ma: video attachment.

baby ma: loooooookkkkkkk

baby ma: aaaaawwwwew

me: whys it looking at me like that?

me: 🤨

baby ma: JAE SHUT UP

as jaehyun goes to click his phone off, you text with another video.

baby ma: video attachment.

me: we can make a cuter baby.

baby ma: BE NICE

baby ma: but can we???

me: i’ll race you to the car ;)

jaehyun sits back with sigh and finally stands up, he does a quick stretch before shutting his laptop, swiping his keys off his desk, and taking is jacket off the coat hanger in the corner of his room.

“liz,” the black headed girl looked up from her computer screen and nodded. “cancel all of my meetings and calls today. i must run home, my wife.. is in a mood at the moment.” she clears her throat as she stifles a giggle.

in a mood, short meaning for baby fever.

“got it— have a good evening and drive safe, mr jeong.” jaehyun says the same and leaves the building. he enters the parking lot and huffs before fishing for his phone that was going off with notifications.

baby ma : babe, you’re taking foreverrrrr

baby ma: it’s been hours, where are youuuu?

jaehyun chuckles and tucks away his phone with a head shake. “so damn needy.” he says and finally makes it to the car.

“hey, sexy.” you purr, pushing yourself off the car. “hey, gorgeous. my needy girl.” he says with a teasing scrunched face. “am not.” you scoff as he opens your car door. “just get in— and, before we get into the baby making process, i need to eat. i’m hungry, again.”

he starts the engine. “why eat food when you can eat me out? boom, problem solved.” jaehyun laughs and you stare in shock. “what?” you question. “i can do that after i have a bucket of fried chicken.”

you sigh and click your seatbelt together. “i guess i could eat, too.”

jaehyun pulls away from your lips when pushing the front door open. “jen!” jaehyun calls out, holding you close to his chest.

“y—yes?!” jen comes running in with a tiny dress on, a tiny sparkly tiara and some fake clip on earrings. “sorry, hannie made me.” the plastic heels clicked on the floor with each step jen took.

you and jaehyun laugh when hearing hannie call for jen to come back because she wasn’t finished with the makeover.

jaehyun presses his lips to your ear and whispers, “i want you upstairs in our bedroom and i want you naked when i get back. nothing but your panties.” he then pats your hip telling you to quickly go— which you do.

“alright, jen,” jaehyun pulls out his wallet and pulls out a few hundred bills. “mrs jeong and i need a few hours to ourselves for.. work. so, if you could possible stay the night and just keep hannie busy— that would be great.” he hisses and decides fuck it. “ah, im sure this is $400– here.” he shoves the bills into jen’s hands which shocks her.

“w—wait— mr jeong, i can’t take this?!” she attempts to hand the bills back but, jaehyun steps back. “you can and you will. just keep her busy until she’s done for the night and when she falls asleep, you can head out or spend the night— whatever is fine.”

jen stutters and counts the bills— $600. clearly, jaehyun couldn’t count or he just didn’t care to. “thanks, jen. you’re doing mrs jeong and i a huge favor.” jaehyun gives a nod and a quick smile before rushing upstairs but, not without taking a quick glance in the living room.

there hannie was, organizing her play makeup and her makeover things. she was humming a tune which sounded like it was from tangled but, jaehyun was unsure.

as soon as jaehyun hits the top of the stairs, he untangles his belt and undoes his jeans. he pushes the door open to see you in bed, sitting on your back with your elbows propping you up.

“so perfect.” he sighs and locks the door shut. your eyes wander down as his pink cock springs free. “ah, ah.” jaehyun shakes his head when you sit up and try to grab his cock. “tonight is all about you. all you.” he grabs ahold of your ankles and drags you down to the end of the bed.

“let’s take a look at this pretty pussy that is begging to be touched.” your panties were damp. you had been having constant baby fever for a whole three weeks.

“yes, jae— please touch me.” you spread your legs wider. he smirks and drags your panties to one side, his pointer finger runs down your slit before slipping into your cunt.

jaehyun looks up when hearing you moan. “how does it feel, gorgeous?” your breathing becomes short and your chest heaves while your hips buck. “cmon,” he slows his hand. “tell me, love. how does it feel?” he repeats. “s—so, fucking good.” your head falls back.

a small smirk quirks on his lips and he continues to thrust his fingers into your cunt. “i can just smell your sweetness.” he whispers, bringing his eyes up to yours and then his mouth down to your clit.

“oh, my—?!” a heavy gasp corrupts your throat as a gush of pleasure hits you. “b—babe!” your fingers fights the urge to yank at his hair. jaehyuns eyes shift to your hands that pleaded to give a slight tug on his black locks.

jaehyun reaches for your hand and drags your hand to his hair. your body hits the mattress making the two of you bounce lightly.

“oh, god,” you cry out, bringing your knees up to your elbows and tugging more roughly at his hair— you swore it could’ve fallen out if you’d tugged harder. “b—babe— it’s too much!” your legs tremble in pleasure.

a chuckle corrupts your clit making you squirm. jaehyuns fingers curl, hitting your sweet spot in the most pleasurable way.

“p—please, baby! please?!” you plead, letting go of his locks and cry out. jaehyun pulls his mouth away and sits up but, his fingers don’t pull away— they keep put, buried in your pussy.

you bring your fingers to your mouth and you attempt to muffle your moans and cries. you clamp your legs shut as your bladder lets go— letting you squirt all over the sheets and his arm.

“there we go, gorgeous,” jaehyun coos. “there we go.” finally, his fingers are pulled away from your pussy, leaving you empty. “what a mess my needy girl has made.” jaehyun frowns and examines the wet sheets.

your sides dip with the mattress as jaehyun climbs above you, his body hovering above yours with this dominant aura that intimated you.

“one down,” he breaths. “and, many more to go.” your body quivers in pleasure. “you ready for my dick, baby?” you nod.

jaehyun spreads your legs apart, again. he softly strokes himself before sliding in without a struggle. “there we go.” he says, again while slowly moving his hips.

your eyes flutter and you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in. “jae,” he looks down at you. “i want it hard,” jaehyun slowly smiles. “and rough.” he groans with a half chuckle as pushes his chest off yours.

“you’ve got it, baby.” he grunts out and slowly begins to pound his hips. “babe,” you cup his face. “rough and hard.” you repeat.

your head sinks down between the pile of pillows as jaehyun slams his hips against yours. the head of his dick generously kisses your sweet spot.

“how’s that?” you nod, trembling hands reaching for his shoulder but his hand slams against yours. “it feel.. so.. too good.” his fingers tangle with yours as he speaks to you while pounding his hips.

you shake your head, feeling another orgasm arrive. “baby— i’m cumming.” it came out as a whimper “that’s okay. cum on my dick, gorgeous. show me how good i make you feel.”

your hand squeezes his as your orgasm hits hard and slow. it takes you a few minutes to recover from your second orgasm of the evening.

“you okay, baby?” jaehyun hovers above you. “yeah.. yeah..” you breathe slowly. “want some water?” you nod with a tired grin. “i’ll be back— don’t fall asleep on me.” he warns in a gentle tone and climbs off the bed.

you hear a few shuffles before the door opening and closing shut.

jaehyun clears his throat as he makes his way downstairs. it was six and jen was still with hannie— thankfully.

“daddy!” hannie squeals when catching a glance at her dad walking past the living room. “hey, baby!” jaehyun turns when hearing pitter platters on the floor.

“i missed you, daddy!” she jumps and jaehyun catches her. “ooohhh, daddy missed you, too.” he presses a kiss on her cheek and softly laughs.

jen clears her throat and tucks her hand in her jeans. “yeah, she’s been asking about you and mrs jeong all day.” jaehyun frowns and plants another kiss on hannies cheek.

“yeah, where’s mommy, daddy?” jaehyun inhales sharply and clears his throat. “mommy,” he drags out while walking to the kitchen. “she’s asleep right now. she’s very sick so daddy has to bring her some water.”

hannie pouts— she had your big pouty lips. “mommy’s sick?” jaehyun nods and sits hannie on the island counter. “she’s super sick.” jaehyun reaches in the cup cupboard and grabs a nice tall glass.

“can i see mommy?” jaehyun tenses up while filling up the glass. “sure— but, very quickly. mommy and daddy don’t want you to get sick, too.” hannie kicks her feet with a wide grin.

“i miss my mommy.” she says with a sigh and it slowly melts jaehyuns heart.

jaehyun picks hannie up and slips past jen without a word. jen follows quietly and quickly. “mommy,” jaehyun knocks on the door with his hand resting on the handle. “me, hannie, and jen are coming in.” he waits and listens to the soft shuffles before opening into the room.

jen takes a step in before stopping herself— the scent of sex assaults her nose.

“hey, sweet girl.” you mumble to the girl glued on jaehyuns hip. “hi, mommy. i missed you so much.” hannie holds back the urge to hug and kiss you. “aw, mommy missed you, too, baby.”

“mommy is so sick, right?” your jaw wobbles in confusion as your eyes glance from jaehyun to hannie to jaehyun then hannie. “i— y—yes, mommy is so sick.” you fake a cough and hannie covers the lower half of her face.

hannie turns and rests her chin on jaehyuns shoulder. “i don’t wanna get sick, daddy.” jaehyun hides his satisfied grin as he slowly walks out the room. “i know— go with jen, she’ll take you to the store so you can get whatever you want— okay?” hannie gasps and nods.

“bye, mommy! i love you!” she squeals to you with a wave as she climbs into jen’s arms. “uhh, jen,” jaehyun reaches on the dresser and swipes his wallet. “i gave you all i’d pulled out this morning so, use one of the bills and i’ll just give you another one tomorrow.” jen nods and walks downstairs with hannie.

jaehyun makes sure the coast is clear before closing and locking the door. “here’s your water, baby.” he hands the glass to you. “thank you— my throat is really dry so, thank you.” you chug until it’s nearly empty.

“cmon,” jaehyun takes the glass from you and sets it aside. “let’s continue.” you whine and toss yourself back down onto the pile of pillows. “ugh— it hasn’t even been ten minutes!” you groan in frustration. “it has, actually.” he tears off his clothes and yanks the blanket off of your naked body.

“there she is.” jaehyun licks his lips while his eyes devour your naked body. “babe,” you whine feeling the cold breeze hit your body. “don’t hide yourself— let me see how pretty you are.”

jaehyun parts your legs and bites his lip when feeling your wetness immediately coat his fingers. “still so wet, hm.”

your hand reaches down to his wrist and he slips his fingers in and begins to thrust his fingers. the buzzing feeling taking over your clit.

“j—jae,” you gasp, hips stuttering as you hide the urge to clamp your legs shut. “‘s too much.” you breathe out, slowly shutting your legs and turning on your side. “hm? can you repeat yourself?” jaehyun follows you, his fingers moving slower. “it’s too much!” you didn’t expect to yell but, you did.

“oh,” jaehyuns tone of voice drops. “there’s no need to yell.” he finally pulls his fingers out making you let out a sigh of relief. “i—im sorry, it was an a—accident. i wasn’t expecting my tone to be so l—loud—?” you gasp and turn your head when feeling jaehyun slip in his cock.

jaehyun softly scoffs as he slowly moves his hips. “i—i wasn’t ready!” jaehyun pins your hand in front of you and leans forward, lifting him more onto his knees. “that’s okay, let’s take our time.” liar.

the man leaves you a whining mess as he picks up his pace, pounding his hips against yours. his soft skin smacking against yours.

“y—you’re s—such a liar!” you grumble out, gasping and gripping around for something to stable you. your hand falls above you, straight onto the headboard as your head slightly smacks against it from jaehyuns rough thrusts.

it doesn’t take you a while before your third orgasm releases— jaehyuns followed shortly after.

“no, no,” jaehyun flips you on your back and notices your tears. he grabs your jaw and wipes your tears. “don’t cry— you wanted this, gorgeous.” your chin wobbles— he’s right, you did want it.

“it’s just,” you sniffle. “it feels so overwhelming.” jaehyun leans forward and presses a kiss on your forehead. “what does, baby. talk to me.” he continues to press soft kisses on your face and body. “having to cum so much— that was my third orgasm of the night.”

“fourth,” he corrects you— which he’s right about. your first orgasm of the evening was on the way back home. “and you did so so good. i’m so proud of you.”

slowly, the man flips you on your belly. “feel where i’m touching you, baby.” his hand was softly rubbing your belly. “this is where our baby is gonna be in— our baby is gonna grow in here.”

you start feeling yourself cry, again. he’s right once again. you want another baby so bad. so so bad.

“jae,” jaehyun hums, grabbing a pillow and slightly fluffing it before stuffing it under your hips. “please put a baby in there.” your voice was faint and it came out as a whimper. “that’s the agenda, gorgeous.” jaehyun teases your slit with the head of his cock before gently sliding in.

“be gentle, please. no more being rough, slow.” you grab jaehyuns pillow and you hug it. “okay, baby. no more being rough— got it.” he plants a kiss on your shoulder.

jaehyun listened and was gentle the whole time. he praised you with sweet nothings and made sure you felt relaxed and comfortable.

“can you give me another one?” orgasm, he meant. instead of answering, you nod. “good girl.” jaehyun softly praises while rocking his hips.

your grip tightens around the pillow as your orgasm plus jaehyuns crashes onto you like a tsunami. “that’s it, baby.” jaehyun says while still rocking his hip slowly.

finally, after a few minutes of staying put, he pulls out and gives your ass a nice smack. “tired?” you nod, slowly drifting off. it was already past midnight.

“okay, baby. let’s get you cleaned up and then you can sleep, okay?” you give a grunt instead of answering.

jaehyun climbs off the bed and retrieves a washcloth from the bathroom. “it might be cold, im sorry.” jaehyun wipes between your legs making you wince at the sensitivity. “want some more water?” he notices the empty cup. you nod, again.

he takes your cup and refills it. as jaehyun goes back upstairs, he cheeks in on hannie and sees she’s asleep with her favorite sheep stuffie. he softly smiles and goes back to the room.

“baby?” no response. jaehyun sets the cup down on your nightstand and climbs in next to you. “goodnight, i love you.” he presses one last kiss before hugging you tightly and shutting his eyes.

what a night.

A/N: thank you for reading and anon, thank you for requesting! i had fun writing this. my baby fever is going up so high right now it’s seriously so dangerous.

#nctsplug02 #ash talks #nct smut #anon #nct scenarios #nct imagines #kpop smut #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #nct 127 #jung jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut #nct dilf #nct dad au #jen the babysitter

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qierxing · 6 months

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A/N: For Trey's bday and also my brain can't stop thinking about this. I gotta go crazy(mera i'm stealing your naming of magicord thank u)

Prologue | Sex Doll! AU | Yan! Trey Clover x Reader TW/CW: Reader is a NEET, self harm idealization, bad coping mechanisms

You're attending your brother's wedding, right?

The text is simple and innocuous. It’s a perfectly reasonable question. There's no hidden sub context that your mother would leave in such a sentence. Yet it sends cold sweat running down your back as you begin to bite your nails anxiously.

Weddings meant people. People meant socializing and having to answer questions such as “So what are you up to these days?” or “Do you have a partner?” all while smiling and trying not to rip your own skin off.

You end up gnawing off a chunk of your nail off subconsciously, still stuck on the bright screen boasting the text message. Your thumb hovers over the textbox, unsure of what to even reply with that wasn’t a solid “hell no”. It wasn’t your brother or anything, and it would probably be nice seeing him again, but not when there’s the added pressure of other people and even worse, the subtle judgment that would definitely ensue at seeing your current form.

Sighing, you switch off your phone. You’ll come back to it later. Darkness claims your room again, but your sight’s adjusted well enough that you manage to avoid stepping on the various candy wrappers and instant noodle cartons littered around the floor. Pushing past the trash bags in the kitchen, you open your fridge and curse internally. Right. You ate the last frozen pizza from your stash. And of course, there’s nothing in your fridge besides milk.

You’ve no energy to go walking to the grocery store, so you lumber back to your room like a zombie, picking up your phone again and switching the tab to the maps to look at take out places. A Magicord message notification banner comes up, distracting you temporarily from debating which takeout place would be the cheapest to get delivery from.

{21:37}: ohhh my seven, look at what they release!d!! [image attachment]

The image boasts a handsome man with sharp green eyes and long curved horns. He’s smirking as he brandishes a large staff at the viewer. A familiar gothic logo is splayed next to the figure. You roll your eyes. Of course your friend is going crazy over the newest Twisted Wonderland android lineup. She’s been going on and on about how their models are the hottest designs around and how cool they were. She even has several around (Sea Witch knows how much it cost) if you remembered correctly.

{21:38}: whos that lol

{21:38}: COME ON ISN’T HE HOT

{21:39}: it’s literally a robot what

{21:39}: 🙄 can’t even appreciate hot looking robots smh

You huff a tired laugh at the enthusiasm she has, even at a relatively late hour. Still though, you’re much too drained and worried to indulge in her endless fangirling.

{21:41}: i’ll start appreciating robots if it means i don’t have to deal with my brother’s wedding

Just as you settle on a fast food place for takeout, another message banner pops up and makes your eyes blink and widen.

{21:45}: wait bet?

Oh Seven–

{21:46}: bruh. dont you dare do smth stupid

{21:47}: >:3c

{21:48}: i swear to the seven what r u doing

{21:51}: dw bout it

You squint at your messages with suspicion before deciding it wasn’t worth your time to play mind games with her. A notification pops up about your delivery and estimation time for your food and you decide to take a well needed shower before the poor unfortunate soul could come face to face with you.

When you finally leave the bathroom feeling somewhat better and refreshed, a knock echoes on your apartment door. Great timing. When you open the door, however, it’s not a person holding a plastic bag that greets you, but a man with a huge box next to him. Your mouth opens and closes silently in confusion as the man doesn’t even blink as he holds out a clipboard for you.

“Signature, please.” He blandly says, as if you weren’t standing there gaping at him with baggy eyes with dripping hair.

“I-I, uh, I didn’t order anything?” You try to reassure yourself that the delivery man messed up your neighbor’s order, calming the flaring nerves as best you can before your brain starts shutting down. “I think you got the wrong place.”

The man purses his lips and checks the clipboard. “Are you [First] [Last]?”

“Oh, uh, yes?” You’re taken aback. Did you order something off of Sam’s Shop and forget about it?

“Then it’s for you. Signature, please. I need confirmation you received the item.” The man looks bored out of his mind and you’re not willing to make a bigger nuisance of yourself than necesscary, so you hastily take the pen and sign your name in a barely legible scrawl. The man drones an insincere thank you out before turning on his heel and leaving right away, leaving you with a huge box that will no doubt break your back if you tried to pick it up.

After much sweat and puffing, you manage to scoot the box into your apartment hallway, before you give up and decide that was enough. Picking up your phone again, several notifications show up on your lock screen.

[Your food delivery is delayed by: 10 minutes]

{22:30}: teehee, enjoy the free gift UwU

{22:31}: and no its not the new malleus guy. i gotchu smth u would like

{22:32}: YOUR WELCOME

You have half a mind to call her and start yelling her ears off, but that takes energy and effort that you’re not willing to afford right now. So you rub the bridge of your nose and take deep breaths in and out, and remind yourself you can’t afford to be in jail for a murder.

Okay. It seems that your friend got ahead of herself and got you an android that you probably will hate and even worse, would be expensive as hell to maintain. That’s fine. This is fine. You could probably just return the box or something.

Still, curiosity burns in you at what lays inside the package. You’re well aware that Twisted Wonderland has a variety of models, so what did your friend even get you? Couldn’t be a RSA model, they were often sold out and when they were in stock, it was always limited.

Ah, screw it. Throwing your inhibitions to the wind, you scour your drawers to find that dollar store razor you keep for situations like these and start tearing into the tape and cardboard. Finally managing to clear the tape, you open up the top of the cardboard box and your eyes widen at the contents.

#yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #my works #blasting for your entertainment by adam lambert bc the lyrics fit the idea so well >:3c

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bbyquokka · 1 year

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not alone

pairing: seo changbin x gender neutral reader

genre: angst, comfort – MDNI

synopsis: it's getting bad again and changbin knows so he comforts you the best he can, reminding you that you're 'not alone'

warnings: mental health, general feeling of very low moods, established relationship, pet names, negative emotions, soft ending

words: 1.7k ~ (1762)

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it's getting bad again.

your old habits are creeping up on you and as much as you don't want them to, you have no choice but to let them.

you look down at your digital sketch, hate, resentment and anger seeping from your pores. you hate it, you hate it so much you're tempted to erase it and start all over again.

you snap a quick picture, sending it to your friends in hopes that their words would help soothe your overbearing thoughts. when you see notifications pop up here and there, friends telling you how talented of an artist you are, it does soothe you–to some extent

however, that side is telling you differently. you know they mean well, you know their words are filled with love and that they truly mean what they say, but you can't help but feel like they pity you, just saying things you want to hear to make you feel better.

you don't want to hate your art. art is what you love most, finding inspiration from everything and anything. you tried one more time to fall in love with your current piece before giving up after you feel yourself getting angry at trying to fix the same wonky line.

“that's enough for today.” you mumble to yourself, leaning back in your chair. your phone pings, a message from changbin pops up. you press your lips together, placing your phone screen side down on the desk. “sorry binnie, not today.”

you chew on your bottom lip, the sound of your phone constantly vibrating causing you to get anxious as well as annoyed. letting out a hefty sigh, you pick up your phone to see that changbin has called you 4 times and left dozens of messages.

“I said, not today.” you grumble, throwing your phone on your bed. it lands with a soft bounce as you rub your face with your hands.

you gather the remainder of your energy to push yourself up off your seat. you drag your tired body to the kitchen, rummaging around in the cupboards in hopes to get some inspiration on what to eat. your mind runs on blanks, your mood dipping lower and lower.

you're tired. not psychically, mentally. you don't want to feel like this and you wouldn't wish it upon your worst enemy. at times like this it's easy for you to isolate yourself, stay locked up in your bedroom and sleep the days away–but a certain someone won't allow that to happen.

as you make your way to the bedroom to bury yourself under the blankets and watch some corny series, a knock at the door is brought to your attention. your brows furrow together, anxiety creeping its way up to the back of your throat.

who could that possibly be? you weren't expecting a delivery nor company. the thought of company drained you even more, if that was even possible.

you look through the peephole, sighing softly before opening the door to let in your boyfriend.

“why haven't you been returning my calls or messages?” he asks, looking at you as you close the door.

you swallow, looking down as you play with the sleeves of your oversized hoodie. you chew your lip, guilt sinking in along with the tens of thousands negative emotions you're feeling right now.

he knows. you don’t have to say anything. he's observant. he softly sighs, wrapping his arms around your frame and pulling you into his broad chest.

“it's bad again, huh?” his voice is so soft, making your resolve crumble. you grip onto his clothing tightly, eyes squeezing shut as tears suddenly fall down your cheeks like a waterfall.

“hey, it's okay. binnie's here, binnie's got you.” he wraps his strong arms around you, rocking you side to side as his fingers comb through your hair slowly. he hushes you, kissing your head gently. the material of his own hoodie getting soaked in your tears and snot.

your uncontrollable sobs shake your body, uneven breathing as you choke on your saliva and tears.

“hey hey hey.” changbin pulls away for a split second to cup your cheeks in his hands. you look up at him, lashes wet, eyes red and puffy as your cheeks are stained. “breathe baby, remember to breathe”

you look at him, coping his motions and techniques. you breath in, count to ten before slowly letting out your breath. you feel your heart rate slow down, mind feeling somewhat calmer.

“well done, darling.” he whispers before pulling you back into his chest. you bury your face into his hoodie, clinging to him like a new born baby as you inhale his scent that helps calm you down.

“why didn't you call or text me, baby?”

“i don't… i don't know, binnie.” you whisper, the same guilty feeling resuming and sinking in your stomach heavily.

“what have i told you in the past?” you look up at him with a sad pout, sniffling softly.

“t-to call you when i start feeling bad again…”

“mhm.” changbin hums, wiping away your tears and snot with the sleeve of his hoodie

“a-are you mad at me, binnie…?” you whisper, swallowing. you hope he isn't however you wouldn't blame him if he was. you did promise him and you broke it, it'd be understandable if he was.

“no, i'm not mad, baby. why would I be?”

“because i promised and i broke it…”

“that doesn't matter, baby. what matters is that i'm here now and i'm going to care for you.” you nod slowly, pulling away from his grip as you take deep breaths

“first things first, get dressed.” you look at him with a blank expression on your face.

“why?”

“we're going out.” you sigh deeply, shoulders slumping.

“binnie, i–”

“not asking, i'm telling and i won't take no as an answer. i'll give you 10 minutes and we're leaving, whether you're ready or not.” you nod once before dragging your body to the bedroom.

you settled on jeans and one of changbin's oversized sweaters, ruffling your hair to make it look better before walking back to him.

“ready?”

“i guess.” you shrug.

“let's go then.”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

changbin took you to an embankment next to a river. the sun is slowly setting, saying goodbye to the world before the moon and her children appear to light up the night sky.

you stare into the sunset, watching it slowly sink. the orange, yellow haze of the sky makes you feel warm, reminding you of summer. you wrap your arms around your knees, holding them close to you as a cold breeze suddenly hits.

“here.” changbin takes off the jacket he was wearing over his hoodie, placing it around your shoulders.

“thanks.” you weakly smile at him, before resting your chin on your hand.

“why didn't you call me, babe?” you shrug, swallowing a burning lump in your throat.

“because it's easier if i don't talk about it. it's not real that way.”

“but you shouldn't have to struggle with this alone, darling.”

“i-i know but i don't want to be a burden. it's bad enough i have to live with it. i don't want to push it onto others as well.”

“when we got together, what was the first thing i said to you?”

you clench your jaw, furiously blinking back tears as your bottom lip quivers. changbin smiles softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you close to his side.

“t-that i'm not alone.” your voice breaks, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“exactly. so you shouldn't suffer alone, babe. i'm always here for you just like everyone else around you because we care and treasure you!”

“but what if… what if you get sick of me and leave? what if i'm too much for you?”

“you'll never, ever be too much for me babe. you're stuck with me forever. life works in mysterious ways. sometimes it treats us well and sometimes it treats us like shit, that we cannot help. however–” he pauses, taking your hand in his gently. “–it's how we deal with the rough that makes a difference. sure, you can go back home, bury yourself in your duvet and isolate yourself from everyone, but what good will that do?”

“it doesn't. it just makes it worse..”

“exactly. so why do it babe?”

“because i don't want you to hate me, binnie and i don't want to hate you either, but sometimes it's too loud up there that i project my negative feelings onto others which makes me hate and fall out of love with things and people.”

“then hate me because at least you're still here to hate.”

“b-binnie–” you look up at him, tears cascading down your cheeks. he wipes away your tears with his thumb before stroking your cheek.

“i know, deep down, that you don't hate me, that you love me more than anything. i know that babe. i want you with me, i want you by my side. there is only one of you on this earth, so treasure yourself like everyone else around you does.”

“but my feelings–”

“are valid. you're valid, babe. i know it gets loud up there but surround yourself with people who help lessen that burden, who silence the noise.”

“why do i feel like this, binnie…”

“because you're human, my love. you feeling things and emotions, whether they be good or bad, proves you're alive.”

“why me..? why do you put up with this when you could just easily leave, find someone else and have an easier life.” you mumble, biting your lip gently. changbin sighs softly, cupping your cheeks in his hands.

you look in his eyes, suffocating with the amount of love his eyes hold for you. you place your hands on top of his, feeling your worries melt away. all the negativity and angst slowly washing away as you get lost in his eyes.

for the first time in a long time, you could feel your heart beating hard against your chest, threatening to break free.

“because i don't love anyone else other than you. i treasure the good and the bad. you hurt, i hurt. i want to protect you, be a shoulder for you to lean on. till death do us part.”

you laugh softly, rolling your eyes at him.

“binnie, that's something you say when you're getting married to someone.”

“maybe i want to marry you.” changbin says, nonchalantly.

“d-dont play with my heart binnie.” you stutter, cheeks flushing pink at the thought.

“who says i'm joking?”

note: the last instalment of starry's treasure trove!

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linahopeeeee · 1 year

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Hi babes❤️ since your request are open I was wondering if you could do one where Todoroki forgot about your anniversary dinner even after you worked so hard to make everything perfect but he makes it up to you later that night if you know what I mean😜😜👀

ღ Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x reader

ღ Words: 1400

ღ Notes: first of all i truly apologize for this taking so fucking long😢 but here it is, and hopefully you dont hate it. i also think this is the longest request i've ever written so please let me know if you enjoyed it!

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9:30

Your eyes glance over at the clock once again, shoto was supposed to be home hours ago so that the two of you could spend your anniversary together.

Your eyes move down to the phone on the table as, yet another text message goes unread, your calls all being sent straight to voicemail.

And at first you were worried, thinking that maybe something had happened and shoto was injured, but then a notification on your phone told you that that was most definitely not the case.

No, why you were at home working so hard to make sure you and your boyfriend’s anniversary was perfect, he was instead hanging out with Izuku, doing what ever the fuck it is they do on their own time.

A sigh leaves your parted lips, eyes watering before you force yourself to blink away the tears. You are not going to cry.

No, what you are going to do is put all of the food away, and then take off that uncomfortable ass dress that you put on in order to make this night feel special, then you’re going to take off your makeup and throw on your favorite pair of shorts and one of Shoto’s hoodies and you're going to eat an entire tub of ice cream while watching shitty reality shows.

An hour later and you’re halfway through the list when you hear the sound of your front door opening and closing, the sound of shoto’s footsteps get closer and closer as you take off the last remaining makeup, throwing the used wipes into the trash. You look through your makeup bag for your favorite lip balm, applying a bit to your lips.

Your force yourself to not look towards the door, knowing Shoto is there watching you, as you grab your phone and start carelessly scrolling through your socials.

You’re completely still as Shoto wraps his arms around you from the back “I’m so sorry” he mumbles against your head

His apology goes ignored as you stand and walk out the door, determined to finish your list, you head to the kitchen, taking the ice cream from the freezer and grabbing a spoon before flopping down on the couch.

The couch dips under shoto’s weight, and you can feel his eyes on you, burning holes into the side of your head but you just ignore him, turning the volume on the tv up louder incase he tried to talk to you again.

“I’m sorry” he tries again, moving closer to you. He takes your face in his hands, gently turning your head so that you’re facing him. “baby, I know you’re upset, and you have every right to be but I’m going to make it up to you. I promise” he tells you before releasing your face and standing from the couch.

You watch as walks away, going into your bedroom. He’s in there for a couple of minutes before the door is being pulled open and he’s standing in front of you, this time with a bag in his hand.

“I know this doesn’t make up for me missing our anniversary but I really am sorry” he says holding the bag out for you. You eye it for a few moments before your hand is reaching out for it.

You can’t help but gasp as you stare down at the piece of jewelry in front of you, the same diamond bracelet that you couldn’t take your eyes away from at the mall sits on your lap.

You didn’t even think he was paying that much attention that day at the mall, every time you looked over at him, he seemed to be engrossed on his phone.

“thank you sho, I love it” you say sitting the box down on the table before throwing your arms around his neck, pushing your lips into his. He kisses you back instantly, tongue swiping over your bottom lip.

“I want you” you whisper against his lips, and he groans, hands finding your thighs and your quick to jump into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist as he carries you towards your bedroom.

He gently places you on the bed, quickly taking his shirt off before crawling in between your legs, lips back on yours as he fingers sneak under your hoodie.

“take this off” he mumbles against your lips as he tugs at the bottom of the hoodie, he helps you pull it over your head, throwing it off somewhere to the side.

He’s surprised to find your chest completely bare, your nipples hardening as the cool air hits them. “fuck I love you” he tells you before taking one of your nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling around it for a couple of seconds before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it.

He releases it with a small pop before moving to the other one, hand palming himself through his shorts, trying to give his aching member some sort of relief because he knows he’s going make you cum multiple times before he even thinks about cumming himself.

“wanna taste you” he says as he pulls your shorts down your legs, your legs instantly parting as he takes you in.

Your folds puffy and glistening with slick, clit peeking out, just begging for attention.

One swipe of his tongue through your folds leave him desperate for more, your arousal coating his tongue and he’s quick to swallow it down. “fuck you taste so good” he mumbles against your pussy, the vibrations causing you to moan loudly “you always taste so sweet for me baby”

The words force a whine from you, hips rolling as you grind yourself further into his face, coating him in your slick.

You can feel the familiar tightening in your stomach, as shoto moves from your clit down to your hole, tongue prodding at your entrance as more slick continues to pour out of you.

“ ‘m cumming” you whine out as you fall over the edge, shoto helps you through your orgasm, slurping up all of you, making sure not to waste a single drop.

Shoto doesn’t stop, even after you’ve came, tongue continues to swirl around your clit as you try to push his head away from your sensitive pussy. You fail miserably, both of your hands are being pushed away from Shoto’s hair.

Two of shoto’s fingers are being pushed through your walls, curling instantly as you let out a strangled groan as he finds that spot within you that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, tongue poking out to wet your dry lips.

Two fingers turn into three as he fingers you open, getting you ready to take his dick.

Your second high hits you like a ton of bricks, it leaves your legs shaking, heart pounding in your chest.

You’re a whining, whimpering mess by the time shoto finally finishes licking you clean, you can barely keep your eyes open and your body feels gross and sticky with sweat.

But you don’t care

All you care about is getting sho inside of you as quickly as possible. The need to feel him stretching you out is all you can think about as your run your hands through his hair and pulling his lips down to yours, moaning as you taste yourself on his lips.

You’re not sure when he took of his pants and you don’t really give a fuck when he runs the tip against your folds, gathering up the slick that’s already began to gather at the thought of shoto stuffing you full of his cock.

He pushes in slowly, the two of you moaning together as he stretches you out, the feeling of him filling you up inch by inch.

You already feel yourself getting close and he’s barely even started thrusting yet, walls clenching down around him

“fuck, if you keep clenching down on me like that I wont last long” he hisses out, rolling his hips against yours, eyes glued to where your bodies meet, where your sucking him in so tightly.

He pulls out, leaving just the tip in before he slams his hips back into yours, quickly picking up the pace as he fucks himself into you, loving the way you cry out for him.

Its like his name is the only word you know, as you repeatedly moan it out.

“Sho! Sho!” you cry out as he angles his hips up and hits that spot, all it takes is his thumb rubbing circles on your clit.

The feeling of you cumming around him, walls tightening around him is all shoto needs, with two more thrusts he’s emptying himself deep in your walls.

He doesn’t pull out right away, instead choosing to leave kisses along your neck and jaw, still muttering out apologies for missing your anniversary and promising that tomorrow the two of you will have the entire day to do whatever you want.

its hours later when you and Shoto as cuddled together in bed, limbs tangled together when you remember that you never put your ice cream back into the freezer.

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spookylittlefoxx · 1 month

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elanorpam · 7 months

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Hey, ive been a fan of your cultstuck series since i first read it 10 years ago and its one that i hold dear along woth toastyglow and their siblings' works. Given that we are all adults now with very busy lives, i dont expect you to kerp up with an old project like writing a fan novel fpr free, but i am curious as what ur current plants for earthbent are, if there are any atm.

(Tbh id be happy with any answer you provide, whether its a detailed outline, an unsure shrug, an excited wink hinting at a deadline or an announcement of permanent hiatus. Youve given so much with your writing, thst i just want you to be happy with whatever plans u have)

hey there! i'm going to go with unsure shrug as an answer here.

see, I did have a detailed outline for cultstuck-- i wrote it all down at around ...2015? very soon after the second eridan chapter, and sent it to my beta, who then proceeded to ghost me forever. I was already sensing she was growing disinterested in the fic/the fandom, giving constant excuses, and I myself was dealing with an anxiety/depression combo that would sharply nosedive by the time the finale came around, so i just... let it go. She didn't care. I wasn't in a good mental place to care. We went our separate ways.

I decided to take a mental health sabbatical, and now, after a few years of sertraline and therapy, the thought of picking it back up is very, very far down my list of priorities. I have so many other fics I want to write, for media which hasn't let me this profoundly down! And also, Cultstuck was conceptualized in the post-cascade hiatus, in chat logs and rough outlines, and was never supposed to take later canon into account unless it dropped any interesting, matching lore...

...but late act 6 took such a dump on the characters and the setting that it took the joy right out of playing on my patch of sandbox, fenced off as it was. And I couldn't connect with the Retcon timeline at all, but some of its developments are so popular and so deeply entrenched that I hesitate to contradict them even though i kind of hate the whole thing and never meant to take it into account?

Let's take the strongest example: Davekat. Dave and Karkat in Cultstuck were never meant to be anything more than mutually annoying acquaintances connected only indirectly via Terezi-- Dave was to be her moirail, and aro-ace besides. This was because for the entirety of the comic, that was the only vibe I got from Dave as a character, and from his interactions with Karkat as a whole-- he and Karkat felt too similar in mutually unpleasant ways, like a cousin that's just enough like you to give you second-hand embarrassment. So by the point the comic was playing coy with pushing the New Dave and New Karkat action figures together, you couldn't get me to care about Davekat if you put a gun to my head. This really hasn't changed in the least. And that means whenever I think of dealing with disappointed Davekat fans in the future of the fic, I just feel an all-encompassing, soul-deep exhaustion.

but i also don't want to drop the fic altogether, for some reason? Like, I might not feel this way forever. So idk, i'm keeping my options open i guess. Subscribe to the fic/series and maybe 10 years from now you'll get a notification like a holiday miracle. Who knows.

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onepawproductions · 5 months

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please dont put ai art in main fandom tags thank you.

Hi, I'm not sure which post or fandom you're referencing? Also not sure what you mean. I don't put random art generated by an Ai on here. I use Ai tools as part of my process to help bring what's in my head to the screen. I have a disability that severely limits the use of my hands, and Ai tools have given me back my ability to create art again. It's been such a blessing to my life, honestly. It was so depressing to spend my entire childhood learning to draw and paint and sculpt, then go to school for it, only to have EDS/MCAS/Epilepsy/detached retinas (amoung other stuff. It sucks, I know) smack me on the nose with a rolled up newspaper in my mid-twenties.

I know there's a lot of misconception about Ai Art right now. What is is, what it isn't. Like those one-shot gens pushed out by people using highly modified ai generators, putting out massive amounts of art that looks super pro but without soul. That's not what I'm doing, but I can totally understand the mixup! What I do doesn't come from a website where a descriptive sentence will give you jaw- dropping art. It's more similar to digital artists using Adobe Photoshop, and is a very involved process requiring days and sometimes weeks of work, several hours a day.

I tried for awhile tho include more about the process, so people can see how hard it is, but this doesn't seem to be the right forum for that. I think Tumblr is maybe more of a "show me the finished stuff" thing? I could be wrong, tho, for sure.

Or, am I miss-tagging? I know a lot of my art is not just fanart, but fanfic fanart. Is that it? I do wanna get my tags right... Hmm

Let me know! Since you posted anonymously, I'm not sure if you'll get a notification of my reply. Go ahead and PM me, if you like. I think I have the PMs open. :)

Meanwhile I'll tag this to the fandoms I'm tryna make inroads with. Maybe someone there will know!

Oh, right. Here are some examples:

A Harry Potter chapter heading for the fanfiction audiobook Im recording, shown here mid-process. I can see it in my danged ole head, but its over a week in and still struggling. I had to even uninstall/reinstall my entire system when it went belly up due to a bad extension, yargh. The scene is chapter 17 of The Muddy Princess, by Colubrina.

These are a culmination of about a month of work trying to hone in on Taylor Heberts face. I picture her as an amalgamation of about three different awesome women I've known in my life...plus Claudia Black! I think they're pretty good, but not 100%. I'm still trying to find the right place to post my art and discuss with people, but tumblr seems to be not the place for that sort of thing.

But anyway. Yeah. Where should I sort these so the people who wanna see em can see? Am I getting it right?

#fanfic #dramione #draco x hermione #taylor hebert #worm #worm fanart #parahumans

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bubblepopsims · 5 months

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It didn’t take long for a notification to pop up on her phone and she immediately went to listen to it.

T: “Yeah. I’ll come over to smoke, I’ll bring supplies, and also stop by your favorite burger joint and pick you up something. I’m currently in the grocery store so if you need anything let me know.”

Rubys eyes wandered and her lips turned into a thin line. Finding herself both annoyed and happy at how good of a guy Tobias was and is. Picking up her favorite food.. asking if she needed anything, and the tone in his voice told her that he was genuinely happy and surprised at her message. “You do no wrong do you…” she sighed and responded back with her favorite snacks. Waiting impatiently for his arrival.

It took maybe a solid hour before Tobias arrived, Ruby had taken down her hair and let it hair dry for the most part, even put another load of laundry into the washer. her back was towards the door not even hearing the door open or close. T: "you should really start locking your door you never know who might come in."

Ruby slowly turned seeing the smug smirk plastered on Tobias face before it subtly turned stern. his eyes wandered over her and made his way to set the bags down in the kitchen before plopping down on the couch with a light huff. Ruby followed slowly watching him settle in before looking up at her with a certain concerned expression. "he wants to talk.... fuck."

T: "do I even have to ask?"

Ruby said nothing hoping, prayinnnggg to fucking god he would just leave it alone but. T: "whats going on? you send your brother to tell me you don't want to see me? i thought we were better than that." Ruby sighed "Tobias, please... i dont know what Josiah told you specifically but i didn't mean any harm with it."

Tobias sighed and looked down at the floor briefly just to raise his eyes back up to Ruby. T: "you could have just told me." R: "i know.." she let out a deep breath coming to the realization that this was not the last of it. so she plopped herself down next to him on the couch.

R: "honestly i dont want to talk about it..." Tobias groaned and leaned back against the back of the couch shaking his head. T: "you are frustrating you know that?"

Ruby huffed and nodded "Trust me i know i am.. its just he brought up the wedding okay? brought up Izzi.. and well you kinda know the gist of it." T: "A gist? say more like a corner of a whole foot-long sub." Ruby couldn't help but chuckle and gave him a reassuring look. R: "Look... This... is not something i can just turn on and off.. trust me i wish i fucking knew how but i cant.. everyday.. everyday i look in the mirror it's there.. right there on my face. the memories. And now i find out the person i was so into for so long.. dealt with trauma and heartache and pain is getting fucking married. and its not to me.."

R: "its not easy for me to just get over it. I am damaged in more ways than one, but i am getting better.. doesn't mean i won't have slip-ups or fall back into old habits of pushing people away... pushing you away. you've been there.. back then when i first arrived here, i didn't know where i was going.. i didn't know what i was going to do.. and than i tumbled into that shitty fucking bar -she chuckled- and see you.. you didn't ask questions, you didn't hit on me, you just passed me a beer and gave me a nod. you didn't judge, you weren't scared, you were just genuinely giving me space to breathe." A small smirk formed on her lips "Well that's until you passed me your number on a wet ass napkin."

Tobias shrugged with embarrassment and let out a small laugh "god yeah... i remember that... shit... ahaha... but i get that you need time and space to figure out your thoughts and feelings.. it wasn't that, that got under my skin.. it is- Tobias hesitated on stating what he truly wanted to "i fucking love you and i just want to be there for you damnit.. you are such a fucking stubborn woman." but decided against it.- just, I am sorry.. I took it personally when i knew I shouldn't have. i know that it must be painful to hear that the person you love is about to marry someone else."

Ruby's mouth fell open ready to object to the words love as a present tence but the more she thought about it. the more it was true. she did genuinely love Izzi... was Ruby still in love with Izzi was the thing she didn't quite know for sure.. but seeing tobias so concerned, and troubled by his own feelings, warmed her heart a bit. R: "i am usually not the one to request things like this.. but can i have a hug?" Tobias face softened and looked over at a vulnerable? Ruby and let out a sigh "of course, come here."

Tobias took her into his arms, this was the closest they have been in weeks and part of him missed it.. he could tell she washed her hair today, the subtle scent of florals radiated from the still slightly tamp set of curls that spilled down her back. To his surprise he felt her grip grow tighter around him, nuzzling her nose into shoulder and take a deep exhale.

"he smells so good... like fresh cut wood... tall forest trees and the lingering scent of a lake near by.. i oddly missed his scent...his arms around me, that warmth that radiates off of him. "

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