#i just want to be happy but i keep overthinking and feeling guilty and bad about evwry little thing and idk why and i rhink my pwriod

[kilibaggins]

// vent

#i just feel like crap #i didnt sleep enough and when i had the chance to sleep morw i DIDNT and now im just tired and sad #and im so ugh. #i just want to be happy but i keep overthinking and feeling guilty and bad about evwry little thing and idk why and i rhink my pwriod #is probably soon r soemthing but im just tired of this

[subbmissivesuccubus]

Be a good girl~

Disclaimer: Contains Daddy kink, Dom Uzui, Sub reader, Rough sex, some humiliation, degradation, size kink, brat taming, spanking, a bit of breeding kink

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Uzui didn't know how to explain it, but he's been craving for a bratty submissive to fulfill his desires. Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru were incredible women and he loved them with all his heart, but they weren't interested in being submissive in the bedroom, nor were they fans of rough, kinky sex and Uzui would never ask them to do anything they weren't comfortable with.

But his desire to fold a cutie underneath him and pound her till she was a crying, sobbing, blubbering mess- her ass red from his spankings, makeup running down her face as she begged Uzui to not force more orgasms onto her overstimulated body- wasn't something he could hide. So the four of them came to an agreement. His wives gave him permission to find someone who might scratch that itch for him, who'd be the submissive he needed. And the very day they had that conversation, Uzui met you. A couple of ranks below the Hashira but climbing the ladder pretty quickly, you were a formidable warrior oozing with talent and strength. You were one of the better fights in the corporation and he knew it was only a matter of time before you became a pillar. You were tasked with assisting him on a new mission to track down a dangerous demon. What was supposed to last till sundown was completed within a few hours, you and Uzui making a fantastic team. You tracked down the demon, avoided its traps and tricks and along with Uzui, the two of you cut off it's head. With time to spare and not having any other missions to finish, the two of you took refuge in the Wisteria inn.

After a nice soak at the hot springs, the two of you met up in your room to share some food and drinks. Cups clinked together as you both drank some nice sake, Uzui having convinced you to relax around him for tonight and to just enjoy yourself. Both of you dressed in soft, comfortable yukata's, the vibe quickly turned friendly as the alcohol allowed you to loosed up a bit around him.

"So, are you in a relationship with anyone?" Uzui asked you. "If I was, I wouldn't be in a room with you alone." you retorted. Uzui raised an eyebrow, "I have three wives you know and i'm in this room with you alone." "Oh yeah!" you said, having genuinely forgotten, feeling guilty for some reason, "I shall leave then. This might be seen as inappropriate-"

"Sit back down." Uzui ordered the second he saw you make a move to leave, smiling when you obeyed him, "My wives wouldn't mind. In fact, they've given me permission to pursue a fourth partner if I wanted to. So don't overthink it."

"Oh..." you said, not knowing what to make of that, "If you say so." Your heart skipped a beat over that news. You weren't blind to how ridiculously attractive Uzui was, the man a walking embodiment of sexy. He looked so good in his uniform but here, with his hair let down and wearing a loose Yukata, you had to avert your eyes more than once from his chest.

"So, assuming you had a partner, why did things end?"

"Huh? oh- uh- it's kind of embarrassing..."

"Hmm? Do tell~" Uzui said with a smirk, leaning back on an arm as he nestled his cup of sake in his hand, "I enjoy some gossip."

"Well, he..uh...he was kind of lousy in bed."

"Oh?"

"Yeah- like really bad. I don't think he made me satisfied even once."

"Oh, you poor thing." Uzui cooed as he took a sip, "That sounds frustrating."

"It was." You said with a nod, "Honestly, all the guys I've dated have been the same. And judging from the stories my other friends have told me, they face the same problem. Men just don't know how to please women."

"Well, I don't know what type of guys you've slept with," Uzui said with a smirk, "But I'm happy to say I do not lack in that department. You can't keep three wives without doing a satisfactory job."

"Hah! Yeah right." you said with a laugh, dismissing his brag, "I bet they're faking. Most men fail to satisfy one woman, let alone three."

"Perhaps. But I'm not most men." Uzui said, a twinge of annoyance in his voice over your bratty attitude, "with my stamina, it takes all three of them to drain my balls completely."

You hiccuped at his vulgar words, quickly gathering yourself before he could notice. Perhaps it was the alcohol that was making your bratty side come out, or maybe it was because of how comfortable you were around Uzui now, but either way, you couldn't control your tongue.

"Just because you have big muscles doesn't mean you have a big cock. And even if you do, I bet you don't know how to use it!"

"Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" Uzui asked, "Pretty little thing like you- you wouldn't be able to last five minutes if I speared you on my dick."

"I bet I could handle you!" You said, hands on your hips, leveling Uzui with a glare.

"Really?" Uzui asked, a twinkle in his eye as he looked you up and down, heart skipping at the idea that he might have found someone to play with already, "You sound confident."

"I am." you said, puffing your chest out, an action Uzui enjoyed ogling at, "I bet I can rock your world and not even break a sweat! and I'd bet you'd not make me cum even once." Uzui laughed, a giant smile on his face before he patted his lap, legs crossed and inviting, "Come and prove it then."

"Wait- really?" you asked, not expecting that response. You were just teasing, hoping to annoy him a bit but- "Sure. Unless, you didn't mean it. Chickening out already?" the Hashira asked.

With a huff, your pride refusing to take a hit, you crawled over to Uzui and sat on his lap, your Yukata bunching a bit around your thighs as you straddled him.

"Feel that?" he asked, hands having a tight grip on your hips as he made you grind down against him. You bit down a squeal as you felt his hardness press against your core, gulping as you could tell how big he was even through the layer of clothing. You tried to keep level-headed, but Uzui could see right through your poor attempts.

"And you know what?" he asked, hands sliding from your hips to your ass, the man taking greedy handfuls of your pump skin as he groped you, making you gasp, "I'm only half hard~"

"L-Liar!" You said, unable to bite your tongue from responding. He already felt so big against you- and he was only halfway there?! Uzui laughed, before saying:

"Yeah? Why don't you check?" the man asked, quickly untying the sash around his Yukata before leaning back a bit on his arms, a look in his eyes that clearly meant he was challenging you. You gulped as the fabric started to move aside, giving you a generous peek of his sculpted torso. A big, wide body with washboard abs and big pecs, you had to stop yourself from drooling.

"What's wrong?" he asked, "Just going to keep looking? I thought you said you could handle me."

"I-I can!" You snapped, your pride not allowing you to back down, "You're so impatient."

Uzui's chuckle made the hairs on the back of your head prick up, a certain darkness to it. "You know, I'm keeping track of all the bratty comments you make. I can't wait till it bites you in the ass~"

"Sh-shut up!"

"That's another one~"

With a huff, you leaned forward against Uzui's leaning body, gulping as you gripped the folds of his yukata and pulled them apart, completely exposing his torso to you. Never being one to be so forward but also refusing to back down, you pressed you face against his neck and kissed it, your soft lips touching his fair skin. Uzui's groan of content could be felt on your lips as you slowly started kissing his body, a hand coming up to run up his abs. You slowly got more and more confident, your tongue peaking out to lick at his collarbone, your hips grinding down harder against his member. But your pride took a hit when Uzui suddenly started chuckling, making you frown and look up and him.

"Something funny?" you asked, annoyed.

"Yes. You. Kissing and touching me like a blushing virgin. Is this what you meant when you said you'd rock my world? Because if so, I'm not impressed."

You scoffed, cheeks heating up in embarrassment, "You- well excuse me for not being a whore like you-"

But before you could finish your sentence, one of Uzui's hand shot up, grabbed the back of your hair and pulled harshly, making you gasp as your neck was suddenly snapped back. "Watch that filthy mouth of yours." he said, cock twitching as he heard your gasps, "I think it's time I teach you who's in charge here."

"Y-you started it!" you gasped out, head paining from how he was pulling your hair, words hard to speak from how your neck was being stretched. Uzui simply clicked his tongue, "Still have an attitude. I'm afraid I don't have the patience to wait for you to move things along." His free hand expertly tugged at the sash of your yukata and ripped it off of you, making you gasp as your body was exposed to him, no time to feel shy as he tugged your head down and met you for a kiss. It was a greedy and feral lip lock, Uzui immediately massaging your tongue with his own, dominating the kiss effortlessly.

Maybe you did bite off more than you could chew.

But damn, if you weren't excited.

"I've been wanting to bend your bratty ass over my knee and teach you a good lesson every since you opened your mouth." Uzui growled as he bit your lower lip, making you yelp, "Telling me you'll rock my world when you blush like a virgin when you grind on my dick- how adorable."

"That's not- I-" you tried to protest, not knowing what you were protesting in the first place.

"Shut up." Uzui said, kissing you again before picking you up with one hand, your legs wrapped around his waist with his hand under your butt. "We're going to the bedroom." he said, easily carrying you towards said room, "It's time I teach you some manners. And remember, five minutes are on the clock."

Uzui got you to cum in three minutes.

Once he threw you on the bed, he ripped your Yukata off, followed by your undergarments, leaving you completely naked. He shrugged off the fabric he had on as well, his cock springing out of its confines and you swear you forgot how to breathe for a second.

How on earth did you have the audacity to joke that his dick wasn't big? It was a monster of a member, long and thick with heavy balls dangling between his legs. You gulped as he crawled onto the bed, looking down at you like a predator stalking its prey. He grabbed your legs and spread them apart, exposing your sex to him. Gripping you on the back of your thighs, he pushed you enough to make your body bend, your cunt exposed to him even more obscenely.

"U-Uzui-san!" you squealed, face red hot at the way he was staring at your cunt.

"Daddy."

"Wha-"

"You're going to call me Daddy." he explained, licking his lips as he leaned down, his mouth inching towards your sex, "and Daddy needs to prepare your tiny pussy to take his fat cock."

And that's how you experienced the fastest orgasm of your life. Within three minutes, Uzui was drinking down your cum, the man's mouth and tongue so expertly pleasuring you, it was a clear loosing battle. He laughed into your cunt as you came, the vibration making your body tremble even more as he ate you out, paying extra attention to your clit as he took the sensitive bud into his mouth and sucked so hard, it almost made you cum again.

Once you were down from your high, once he looked down on you as he wiped your juices off his lips- you knew you were fucked.

"So," he said, picking up the sash of your yukata from where he discarded it before wrapping it a few times around his hand and making a show of pulling it tightly to make a 'crack' sound, "Remember how I mentioned I want to take you over my knee?"

~~~~~

"Say it."

"I- I don't w-want to-"

"Say it or I'll spank you all night."

With a sob, knowing full well he meant it, you had no choice but to relent, swallowing down your pride as you said:

"D-Daddy please stop spanking my n-naughty pussy!"

Head hanging upside down from how you were placed over Uzui's knee, the blood rushing to your ears almost made you miss the way Uzui groaned.

"Is your poor pussy in pain?" he cooed, petting said pussy. It was hot to the touch, your pussy lips dyed a bright red, matching your ass. A man of his word, he spanked you as punishment for your bratty behavior and comments, holding you still as he rained spanks down on your poor butt, your hands tied behind your back, unable to do anything about it. Once he was satisfied with marking up your ass, he spread your legs a bit and started spanking your pussy, laughing at the way you twitched and shook, your cries of pain only making his cock get harder.

He slapped your pussy again, making you squeal. "Answer me."

"Yes! Yes- m-my pussy hurts so much Daddy!"

"Aww, poor baby~" he said, raining tiny pats on your cunt repeatedly, not as hard but still enough to make your body tremble, "have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes Daddy!" you said with zero hesitation.

"Are you going to act like a brat again?"

"I won't, I p-promise! I'll be good-"

"That's my girl," Uzui said, cupping your pussy gently, the warmth of his hand against your sore, red cunt making you gasp, "But we're not done yet. Make sure you keep your promise, alright?"

~~~~~

"U-U-Uzui-s-san! S-slow down p-please!" you squealed, voice jumping as Uzui jack-hammered into you, his hips practically a blur as he pounded your pussy. Fucking you from behind, he ignored your cries as he brought a leg up to better fuck you, laughing at your yelp and the way your pussy clamped around him.

"That's not my name," he growled, the grip he had on your hips bruising as he bashed his cock into your poor cunt, "What's. My. Name?" He spanked your ass three times to put emphasis on his words, your body jumping with each hit. Tears filled your eyes from the burn, no doubt a bright, red hand-print left behind on your already red skin. The burn of Uzui's hips slapping against you took your breath away, your poor spanked ass and pussy not getting a break.

"D-Daddy!" you cried out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Uzui showed no signs of slowing down- if anything you felt his cock grow bigger inside you- "Daddy please- please- please slow down? P-Please!"

"Shhh, you can take it, right?" Uzui said, snickering as a hand grabbed the back of her head and pushed, smothering your face against the mattress, "Didn't you say you could handle me? Where'd your fight go?"

Your sobs were muffled by the cloth, his grip on your head unrelenting. You gripped the bed-sheets so hard veins were popping out on your hands, hands no longer tied up, your tears soaking into the mattress. The lack of air only made your body get even more sensitive, your pussy clamping down harder against Uzui's fat cock.

"You were such a fucking brat-" Uzui growled, feeling the familiar knot in his abdomen start to tighten, "Talking such big- fuck that's good- such big game! Saying you could take me- but look at you now. Pathetic~"

He gripped your hair and pulled, ignoring your cry of pain as your neck snapped back, your body following the movement until you were upright on your knees, Uzui's firm body pressed against your back. With a laugh, he let go of your hair only to then catch you in a choke-hold. His huge biceps pressed against your neck, restricting your airways, the man snickering at your feeble attempt to grab him. You were held up by his arm around your throat and his cock slamming against you, completely at his mercy, as you were the entire night.

"I like them pathetic~" Uzui growled into your ear before giving your lobe a bite, pulling on it with his teeth, making you squeal. Your face was turning a bright red, your mouth wide open and eyes rolling to the back of your head. The force of his thick member splitting apart your poor pussy combined with the warmth of his body behind you and the tight feeling of his arm against your neck- you never felt like this before:

Completely and utterly fucked.

You had already cum three times, the man fingering you to your orgasm after he spanked you and fucking you to climax out when he stuffed you with his cock.

Being wrong never felt so good.

His hips kept working into you, the slap of his balls against your cunt so obscene, you could still hear it despite the blood flowing around your head. One hand gripping his biceps while the other went back to grab at his thrusting hip, you held on for dear life, thoughts leaving your head as you sunk into a mental state where all you could think about was Uzui.

"Ooh~ That's what I like to see~" Uzui groaned, the expression on your face making his sadistic side purr in happiness. Seeing you completely fucked out and at his mercy- this is what he needed- this is what he craved.

"Fucked the brat right out of you, didn't I?" the man said, reveling in his accomplishment, "What was it you said to me? I can't satisfy one woman, let alone three? Hmm? Hmm?"

With a slap to your thigh, you yelped as Uzui's free hand went between your legs, his rough finger starting to twirl your clit around. "Daddy- no- too sensitive!" you pleaded, body twitching underneath his hold as you felt spikes of pleasurable pain run through you as he toyed with your sensitive bud, "Please- i'm sorry! I'm- ah- sorry!"

"Sorry for what?" Uzui growled, pinching your clit so hard it made you scream, "Be specific you naughty little brat!"

"I'm sorry f-for making fun of you!" you confessed, "Sorry for saying you're not g-good in bed- you're amazing- fuck- ah- ah!"

"All it takes is some cock to get to behave, hmm?" Uzui snarled.

"Daddy- i'm gonna cum- can I cum? Please?" you begged, knowing well from last time that he expected you to ask for permission. "Go ahead." Uzui said, hand working your clit even faster, "Greedy slut. Cumming four times while Daddy hasn't even cum once. You better make it up to me."

He chocked you even harder, veins popping in his muscles as he took your breath away, literally. The lack of air made your body go into overdrive, face red as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Within seconds, you squirted all over his cock, the first time you ever experienced that, liquid gushing out of your pussy, dripping down both your bodies before seeping into the mattress. Uzui held your trembling body down, letting out a cheeky whistle as his hips didn't relent, fucking your orgasm for every single drop.

"Fuck! That was so fucking hot!" Uzui said with a laugh, "You're going to do that again." You could do nothing as he pushed you back onto the bed, your limbs having no strength to hold you up as you fell flat on your stomach, just lying down on the bed. But that seemed to be what Uzui wanted, the man following you as he lied down on top of you and started fucking you pro bone. You sobbed as his cock somehow went even deeper, slamming against your womb mercilessly. The weight on his body on you coupled with the ravenous feeling of his member fucking you within an inch of your life almost made you black out.

"Daddyyy!" you cried out, tears streaming down your cheeks as your pussy was pounded, "C-Can't cum anymore- please-" You probably said 'please' more time tonight that you had in your entire life. "You think you're done?" Uzui growled, hips not loosing their rhythm as he chased his pleasure, your pussy so wet and hot, he had to focus real hard to not climax immediately. It was only thanks to his training as a demon slayer that he could last this long- his breathing techniques allowing him to delay his orgasm as much as possible. If he was a normal man, no doubt he would have came ages ago. But it was thanks to his trained body that he could keep going which was good, because he wasn't done punishing you.

"No. You're done when I say so, understand?" You sobbed as a response. "You're done when I empty my balls inside this perfect pussy of yours and breed you- got it?" "Y-Yes Daddy." "That's a good girl. Don't pass out on me now, alright? I'll keep fucking you anyway."

~~~~~

You woke up the next morning, every inch of your body in pain and sore, especially your pussy which took load after load of Uzui's cum. You lost count how many times you came, the rest of the night being a blur and you remembered nothing but him breeding you. At some point he caught you in a mating press and fucked you so hard you swore you temporarily blacked out, waking up only to feel him fill your womb up again.

You sat up on the bed, looking to the side and scoffed at your reflection in the nearby mirror. You looked like a mess. Exhaustion was clear on your face, your eyes sunken from the tears you cried, hair a mess and your naked body littered with bite marks and hickies. You looked at your partner, the man looking the complete opposite. Silky white hair draped over his pillow, his skin clear and glowing with a soft smile on his handsome face.

You had an urge to smack his pretty face, annoyed at how much he wrecked your body despite the fact that you enjoyed every second of it. He truly brought out something in you and it was scary- but damn it was fun.

Deciding to listen to your intrusive thoughts, you raised your hand up to smack him, when he suddenly opened his eyes, greeted to the image of you with your hand raised. Thinking quickly on your feet, you gulped and blinked your eyes as you slowly brought your hand down to cup his cheek lovingly, rubbing it sweetly like that was your plan all along.

"...Because I wrecked your body last night, I'll let this slide." Uzui said, grasping your hand with his own before placing a gentle kiss on it, "But I won't be so nice next time."

"So there's gonna be a next time?" you asked with a smile, plopping down against his broad chest.

"Of course." Uzui said, running a gentle hand through your hair, "You belong to Daddy now."

#subby writes #kimetsu no yaiba smut #uzui tengen #tengen uzui #uzui smut #kny uzui #uzui x reader #demon slayer uzui #uzui tengen smut #tengen uzui smut #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu smut

[whaledenwtf]

I'm such a sucker for Gale, and I want some fluff about him, maybe like what happened after or during the wedding, what would it look like? Like what would our man do

I'm such a sucker for Gale too, he's just baby. I'm not too familiar with Act 3 and the new epilogues they added but I'll do my baby justice. I'll be writing this with a female reader, so if you'd like GN! Reader I can try rewriting it.

As always, I try to keep Gale in character as much as possible. If you enjoy this fic, consider sharing it! I have requests open, which you can send here: Link I have a Masterlist for Baldur's Gate 3 works I've written, which also has a list of what I will and won't write here: Link

Gale x AFAB!Reader - Wedding Bells

Warnings: AFAB!Reader, Fluff, Mentions of Anxiety, Self-Deprecation (Poor Gale), Mentions of Mystra (Mystra when I catch you Mystra), Minor Angst if you squint.

WORD COUNT: 869

Gods he was so nervous. He kept pacing back and forth, subconsciously playing with his hands.

"Are you having regrets Mr. Dekarios?" He is snapped out of his reverie by Tara, who's watching him from a distance.

"Regrets? I could never regret my relationship with (Y/N), Tara. I am just... nervous. I don't want her to change her mind, is all." He tells her honestly. Tara struts closer to him, tail swaying behind her.

"I believe you are overthinking, Mr. Dekarios. After all, don't you think she would have changed her mind before the wedding day?" He ponders that for a moment.

"I suppose you may be right, Tara. However, I've come to realize there is no such luck for a fool like me. She may have changed her mind and is running out now-" To emphasize his point, he looks out the window to see if there is a runaway bride. He exhales in relief when he doesn't see you running off. Tara scoffs.

"Are you sure you won't be the one who runs out? Show some self-respect Mr. Dekarios. You are incredibly talented and a good friend. She loves you, in case you had forgotten." Tara sits, her wings twitching.

He looks away from the window, only seeing the wedding party seated in the rows and rows of seats, alongside your companions who were interacting with one another. The door opens, and Gale's mother walks in.

"Oh thank Mystra! My little boy is getting married- I was starting to get worried." Morena wails out, dabbing her eyes with a tissue. Gale rolls his eyes.

"Have you so little faith in me, mother?" She huffs, squinting at him.

"You were a recluse, Gale. A mother tends to worry when her son is aging without another by their side. I just want you happy." She tells him. He looks down, feeling guilty for worrying his mother.

"I am sorry-" Morena shakes her head.

"All is in the past now-" She claps her hands. She walks closer, giving him a once over, brushing non-existent dust off his shoulders. "I am very proud of you." She tells him quietly. He grips her in a tight hug, like a child would when they were scared. She caresses his back comfortingly, and he is filled with a sense of calmness. All his previous fears and anxieties dissipate. The door opens again. Morena lets go of Gale, giving him some space.

"Just coming in to check in. Am I disturbing something?" Gale hears your voice. Before he can take a glimpse at you, he turns around, eyes screwed shut.

"It is bad luck to see the bride before the aisle!" He shouts out. All the women giggle at him. You begin walking forward, smiling at Morena and Tara.

"We will leave you two alone. Come, Tara." They leave, closing the door behind them.

"Turn around, sweetheart. Who needs luck or gods, when we have each other?" You tell him, standing behind him. He sighs, turning around, eyes still screwed shut. You chuckle, taking his face in your hand.

"Open your eyes, Gale." He opens one eye, and his jaw drops. You were stunning; probably the most beautiful thing he has ever laid his eyes upon.

"Oh-" He opens both eyes, to look you up and down, multiple times.

"You're beautiful." He whispers, eyes watering. It never felt so real until this moment, seeing you devote yourself to him. You wipe the single tear that leaves his misty eyes. He blinks multiple times, willing himself not to cry.

"You don't look too bad yourself." You tease him, grinning.

"I wanted to check on you, see if you had changed your mind?" He looks into your eyes, seeing your honesty.

"Why would I change my mind?" You shrug.

"We don't need fancy ceremonies or gold rings to show our love to one another. All I need is you by my side." He takes your hand, kissing it.

"I can never regret anything I do if it involves you, my love." You giggle at his words.

"How are you feeling?" You ask him sweetly. He bites his lip.

"I am- was very nervous. For a moment I thought you would want to cancel the wedding." You shake your head.

"I love you, Gale. I'm not going anywhere. The tadpole couldn't keep us apart; nor the Netherese Orb; and definitely not some goddess." You end the sentence bitterly. He chuckles, putting his arms around you, kissing your forehead.

"We can do this, together." He says out loud.

"Together." You whisper, leaning into his neck and kissing him there.

BONUS: You close the door behind you, leaving Gale to his thoughts. You turn to see Astarion and Wyll waiting for you. You jump, holding a hand to your heart as they scared you.

"Gods! Don't sneak up on me like that." They both chuckle.

"Did he cry?" Astarion asks excitedly. You chuckle, nodding.

"HA! Pay up Ravengard." Wyll sighs, handing over a pouch of gold to Astarion.

"I knew that sap would cry. Shouldn't have bet against me." Wyll rolls his eye.

"Alright Astarion." Wyll tells him. You smile at the two, before pulling them away from the door.

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[midnightsun-if]

This is a tumblr classic but the ros' reaction to mc having a hickey on their neck only to find out it's a mosquito bite later on?

I went with the late crushing stage/early relationship stage for this.

Koda: Would honestly not even think it’s a hickey to begin with. Wouldn’t even cross his mind. Is it because he’s not used to seeing hickeys? Yes, but that’s not the only reason. He’d probably frown, tilt your head, and just ask you. “What happened to your neck, Anon? Did you slip and fall or something?” Would be relieved that it’s just a bug bite as he doesn’t want you to accidentally hurt yourself.

Scarlett: Her eyes would narrow, twin emerald flames, wanting to tear into the person that dared to mark what’s hers, before she’d force herself to calm down, sniffing the air, letting herself get wrapped in the scent she knows so well, and she’d instantly relax when she didn’t smell someone else’s with it. She’d, of course, not miss the opportunity to tease you though. “I’m not sure I like your new accessory, Anon.” Tugging you closer by the waist, Scarlett guides your body onto her lap, and lips ghost across the mark. “Have you been bad, my darling?” Would be instantly amused the moment you tell her it’s a bug bite.

Cyrus/Cyra: Their eyes would flash red instantly at the sight, body heating up at the mere implication of what it could mean. Before you’d be able to react they’d leave the room— fearing what their powers would do, and they’d never wish to harm you in any way. They’d be completely overthinking everything, but they know they needed to go back and talk to you— they just needed some time first. When they find out it’s a bug bite? They’d feel guilty instantly, but their relief would be so obvious. “I-I thought—” They cut themself off, simply shaking their head and pulling you into their arms. It didn’t matter now.

Quinn: With narrowed eyes, they’d just simply walk up to you, tilt your head, and peer closer to your neck, despite your confused questions filtering in their ear. They’re used to bug bites, know what they look like, and seeing it close up they’d be able to tell what it was. When they make the confirmation, they’d just step back with a rueful smile. “Sorry, I was just checking something.” They shrug. “Wanted to make sure I wasn’t seeing things that weren’t actually there.” They’d be more than happy to deal with your potential attitude after the fact— they got their answer in the end, and that’s all that matters.

Caden: They wouldn’t know how to react to be honest. Their entire being would just sort of…. Freeze? They’d grow instantly flustered, partially because of their distress and because they don’t know what to do and not look at it, which is something you’d probably pick up on. Probably wanting to approach them which would make them even more flustered. “I-I’m s-sorry for asking this, b-but what is t-that?” When it’s revealed it’s a bug bite they’d probably turn completely incorporeal due to their embarrassment.

Sloane: Anger and betrayal would lance through their chest instantly, a cavernous hole spreading out from their chest outward. It’d take everything within them not to shift, to give into the agony running through their being, but they’d give you the benefit of the doubt— you deserved that. “What’s that, Anon?” They’d ask, trying to keep their tone steady, unaffected. “Have some fun when I wasn’t here?” When they find out it’s a bug bite, they’d feel instantly better and guilty all at once— would apologize for doubting you instantly after learning it.

Blake: Would have an internal battle debating whether or not the “hickey” was actually a hickey— growing more and more upset with each moment the went on. In the end, Blake would decide to be petty because if it was a hickey then it obviously wasn’t done right. “Amateur work,” they mutter, tilting your head to the side. “Want to see how it’s really supposed to be done?” Their plan wouldn’t shift when they find out it’s a bug bite.

Reginald/Regina: They’d squint, debating whether or not they should ask. Maybe it was something that vampires sometimes got sporadically? I mean, come on, a vampire with a hickey, isn’t that too on the nose? The questions would abate the hurt they could feel welling within their chest, causing them to blurt out, rather abruptly, “Is that a hickey? Or did you have some fun with a vacuum cleaner?” Would immediately want to go and hide when they found out it was a bug bite.

#midnight sun #asks #ro: blake herrera #ro: koda kingston #ro: r presley #ro: caden randall #ro: quinn grant #ro: sloane addams #ro: c aurelia #ro: scarlett voltaire #scenario asks

[bigdumbbambieyes]

i can’t stop thinking of Billy & Chrissy

i just love these two so much 🤍

original post and handcanons one & two

• Chrissy always rides shotgun. Always. It’s Billy’s rule. And if anyone tries to take that spot from her, Billy glares at them as Chrissy awkwardly stands outside the Camaro, waiting for them to move to the back because she knows that’s her spot.

• When they get high together, Chrissy calls him ‘Silly Billy’ because Billy gets giggly when he smokes. He hates the nickname, especially when Eddie begins to use it, but he can’t be too upset since he knows Steve thinks it’s cute.

• Chrissy softens Billy in the same way Billy hardens Chrissy. He holds his tongue more and considers putting himself in other people’s shoes while Chrissy speaks up a little louder when she’s uncomfortable and begins to talk back to people when they’re rude to her.

• Before Billy and Steve start dating, they hang out as a group with Chrissy and Robin, just to…test the waters. To see if they’re allowed to be near each other again and try to make some kind of friendship work. The girls call their hang outs ‘friend dates’ because they both know that their guys are into each other but they’re taking it slow. Almost too slow. Eventually, once they’re comfortable, Billy and Steve stop asking the girls to hang out with them and the girls are ecstatic.

• When Chrissy and Eddie get married in their late twenties/early thirties, her father has passed on and her mother outright refuses to go to the wedding - so Billy walks her down the aisle. He manages to keep a poker face until he sees how blissfully happy she is to take Eddie’s hand and stand next to him, joyful tears in her eyes as the couple quietly giggles in excitement together. Chrissy’s happiness means the world to Billy and he wipes at his eyes when he’s sitting down again, feeling Steve rub his back soothingly as they watch their friends marry.

• (tw minor unintentional self harm) After leaving the hospital, Billy’s anxiety can get so bad that when he overthinks, he chews on his fingernails until they’re red and sore - even picks at the skin of his thumb nail until it bleeds, but he never notices until it’s too late. Chrissy, on the other hand, does notice and tries to help by bandaging what’s hurt and carefully applying lotion to his hands, even brushes on some cuticle oil from her manicure set. It helps sometimes, but it isn’t until Steve gives him a silver ring to twirl around his middle finger that he significantly stops biting and picking.

• Billy picks out Chrissy’s nail polish when she can’t decide between two colours. Usually he leans towards blue, specifically powder blue, but he also thinks pinks and purples look good on her.

• After Steve asks Billy to go to a movie, with just the two of them, Billy asks Chrissy to help him pick out an outfit for the date. She knows that he doesn’t really need help with it (he probably had the outfit picked out months ago) but she knows that his anxiety has probably skyrocketed. He fiddles with his hair too much in the mirror, tries to get ready as he usually does by hyping himself up, but he’s so nervous. He really likes Steve and doesn’t want to fuck this up, not again, so by the time Chrissy arrives at his house he’s so close to cancelling the date. She sits him down on his bed and sternly tells him no, he’s not going to do that to himself and Steve, that’s not fair to either of them. And he knows she’s right, so he quietly thanks her and gives her a quick hug. It helps his anxiety to have Chrissy tell him what’s what.

• Billy and Eddie can sometimes be seen tying up their hair with a green scrunchie on hot summer days.

• (tw ed recovery) Chrissy can sometimes forget to eat when she’s busy, and while she does try her best with her recovery, it happens. She has complicated feelings about it; she wants to slip back into old habits and return to that familiarity, but then feels guilty about feeling that way. She opens up about it to Billy, who can’t fully understand but he acknowledges her struggle and gives her his support. When she’s busy with school and practice and homework, he’ll often pack her snacks in little ziplock bags and silently hand them to her when they’re alone in his car or at school. She eats every single snack and squeezes his hand in silent thanks, unable to believe how lucky she is to have such a friend in her life.

• When they graduate, they get matching tattoos: a small, simple sun in black ink. Chrissy gets hers on the inside of her left ankle while Billy gets his on the inside of his left wrist. They agreed on the sun because they had found solace in each other at what was the darkest time of their lives - they were each other’s sun, providing warmth and comfort. They keep the meaning of the tattoo to themselves because it’s theirs, so when people ask, Chrissy says it’s to remind her to be happy like the sun and Billy says it’s none of their goddamn business (but he’ll tell his friends that it’s a reminder of home: California).

#harringrove #eddissy #hellcheer #billy hargrove #chrissy cunningham #eddie munson #steve harrington #headcanons #billy and chrissy #y’all seem to like this so i’m not stopping #best friends chrissy and billy #bambiwrites

[sarahrogersevans]

You’re Not A Secret Nor A Joke- Sebastian Stan xreader Fan Fic

Summary: Sebastian is about to go to another movie premiere and offers to take Y/N and a misunderstanding occurs & Sebastian fixes it

Warnings: Angst, fluff, mentions of a misunderstanding, happy ending

(Sebastian’s POV)

I was getting ready for another movie premiere and I was really excited because I was gonna invite my girlfriend Y/N and she’s never been to a premiere with me yet and I know she’s always wanted to and I always felt bad I haven’t had her come with me to one yet. I got my suit on and went to find Y/N and saw her in her hoodie and sweatpants and said “Y/N, darling wanna go to the premiere with me tonight? Y/N looked at me with an upset look and said “really.. you didn’t have to rub it in.” She started crying and I noticed she thought I was being sarcastic and I felt so guilty even more when I made my girl cry, I never wanna be the reason she’s upset. I hugged her and said “doll I wouldn’t ever treat you like that Y/N, I was serious I want you to be by my side tonight. Listen doll, I know in the past we were keeping this private but I thought about it and I love you so much and you shouldn’t be a secret ok? I wanna show you off and honestly going alone wouldn’t be fun knowing you’re here at home by yourself.” I kissed her and smiled at her and said “so what do you say Y/N? Would you come with me?” She smiled and said “of course Seb! I love you too and I would to, I’ll go get ready.”

(Y/N’s POV)

I was putting on my favorite red dress and doing my makeup feeling so excited about going to a movie premiere for the first time, though I was really anxious about being in front of a lot of cameras but I knew as long as I had Sebastian by my side that I’d be ok. After I finished getting ready I walked out to where Sebastian was waiting and he looked at me crying and came over and said “wow.. Y/N you look beautiful! I love that dress on you.” I was overthinking and said “yea?.. I look ok? You sure?” He smiled and kissed me and said “doll you look amazing, you look perfect in anything, ready?” I blushed and saw his hand ready for mine and I put my hand in his and we got in the car.

We got to the place and Seb squeezed my hand seeing me looking anxious about the cameras and said “hey, I’m right here doll don’t worry it’ll go fast I promise I’ll be by you the whole time plus we’ll have some friends here with us too.” I breathed and said “ok, I’m ready.” Seb got out with me and we walked over to where his assistant wanted us for photos and we smiled and had a lot of people asking us questions and Sebastian kept bragging about me and I heard him say “oh Y/N here, she’s the love of my life and the one who always supported what I do and I love her so much I wouldn’t be here with her.” I blushed when he smiled at me and we kept walking around I was so proud of how far he’s come and just knowing he was serious about us made me love him more.

Sebastian whispered “ready to go home doll?” I nodded feeling tired and he took my hand and we went home. We both got changed and I went to cuddle with him on the couch and he put his arm around me and said “so did you have fun Y/N?” I smiled and said “I did that was really fun tonight, thank you for inviting me to join you babe.” Sebastian kissed my forehead and said “sweetheart it’s my pleasure, I hope you’ll come with me more often I mean it, I’m happy more often when you’re with me, I hope you know how much you mean to me darling.” I cuddled closer to him and smiled up at him and said “and I love you more Sebastian, I’d be honored to be by your side for anything I’m not going anywhere.” Sebastian lifted my chin up and leaned in to kiss me passionately and said “neither am I sweetheart I promise, let’s get some sleep now we had a long day.” I closed my eyes and Seb kissed my forehead and whispered “goodnight doll I love you forever.”

Hey lovelies!!! I hope you enjoy this one 😊♥️xx

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[bluegekk0]

23, 38, 48 for the ask game! you can answer with any character(s) you'd like to

i'll go with fpk (shocking i know)

23. What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?

oh what DOESN'T he feel guilty about. even something as simple as misunderstanding what others asked would get him to feel guilty. his sense of self-worth is almost non existent, so he always feels like he's a burden to others. and if they show even the most subtle signs of annoyance, he'll start apologizing and thinking of ways to make up for his "horrible actions". it's hard to pinpoint a very specific scenario, since he's notorious for overthinking details other people don't even pay attention to/don't remember

38. What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

hm. i could totally see him getting good at playing an instrument (maybe something like a violin? or something of that sort that would fit in their universe) after learning how to do it in private, but his anxiety would ruin any kind of performance he could put on. even in front of his family he'd make so many mistakes you'd think he just picked up the instrument. so if he has a hobby like this (playing an instrument is the first thing that came to mind, but it could be something else), he tends to just keep it to himself out of fear of embarrassing himself

48. Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

years ago it would be the white lady. she's quite intimidating, and during their marriage he struggled with paranoid thoughts about her potentially abandoning him if he failed to make her happy. after meeting grimm he slowly realized how toxic of a mindset it was and that was one of the factors that led to their divorce. but while they were still married, he would attend any meetings or social events she dragged him to, and always said yes. because what else could he say? if he says no, she'll be unhappy or start asking why, and he didn't want to upset her. so he agreed every time

these days, i think he's a little bit more assertive when it comes to that. it's still relatively easy to convince him, but he's not as afraid of saying no. he'd instinctively say yes to grimm since he wouldn't want to disappoint him, but grimm never lets him - they'll only go if they're both comfortable with it. of course, if some sacrifices for the sake of the other are still within the realm of a healthy relationship, but grimm would never force fpk to do something he hates, and vice versa

#ask stuff #feral pk au #ask game

[hazzyking]

Act one headcannons cause I finished it so why not just add my thoughts

@fanaticsnail requested to be tagged in all things Astarion

• Lovissa kept a journal. Night one, after she met Astarion, she wrote about the pale elf who held a knife to her throat and had never been camping, "What a silly thing. What elf had never gone camping?" She wrote.

• Astarion most likely cried that first night when he said he'd keep watch, the threat of the Mindflayer, and the first few breaths of freedom, all so overwhelming, I imagine he went hunting and then just cried that night

• when Lovissa saved Lae'zel, Astarion got a little jealous that they talked the entire way to the Emerald Grove, and left Astarion in the back.

• Lovissa showed off to Astarion during their first battle together, she knew he was older than her and she really wanted to show him what she was capable of, in the beginning though, Astarion would never admit that he was auctually impressed by her.

• Kaga definitely told Lovissa off for being a Wood Elf and not following the life of a Druid. That night, Lovissa hid in her tent and cried, Astarion paced outside her tent, her quiet sobs twisting his heart in two, but not sure how to comfort a complete stranger.

• Astarion joked with her and flirted with her while they walked, and then, being happy that he was able to walk in the front of the group with Lovissa, he'd feel his walls comming down whenever they talked. But before he got too comfortable he'd put them back up

• the night Astarion attempted to Bite Lovissa, his heart was racing, but he somehow knew she'd be the easiest he was caught.

"You dont... hate me?"

"You're just a vampire. It's nothing special"

• the first time Lovissa herd about Cazador was when they had defeated the Gur, Lae'zel and Shadowheart desperately attempted to have Astarion thrown from camp. But Lovissa wouldn't listen to them, and that's why Astarion pursued her.

• After Astarion and Lovissa fucked, Lovissa was distant, she had thought she wasn't satisfactory for Astarion and that was the first time he broke her heart.

• When Lovissa used 'slight of Tounge' to get the ring off the goblins toe, Astarion asked to hear every sordid detail of where she learned that, and she blushed softly, unable to find a way to be mad at him.

• After the team successfully defended the Grove, Astarion actually tried to find a truly romantic spot for him and Lovissa. He kicked himself for overthinking and caring about her.

• the second time Astarion broke her heart was when he said "I love you" at the Tiefling party. But he didn't really mean it

• When they walked to the Underdark, Lovissa got the sense that Astarion wasn't really a fan of the Underdark, and it made her feel bad...

• she helped Astarion decipher the marks on his back, her touch gentle and made his hair stand on end. He felt so guilty that she was helping him.

• "all of Cazador's spawns have this marking?"

"Not sure... we didn't really braid eachothers hair and swap stories~"

• Klarach and Lovissa talking about Aatarion and giggling,

• Astarion being able to hear them even though they are quiet and he's in his tent, blushing madly.

• Lovissa, feeling awful about the way she treated him when she finds out Astarion only wanted to sleep with her that first night because he needed protection

#bg3 astarion #bg3 spoilers #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #bg3 headcanons #bg3 astarion x tav

[remcycl333]

Rem, I need a friend. I was recently diagnosed with BPD. I mention it because I think this issue has to with my condition, and I don't know if I'm wrong but I read a post from you once where you said you had BPD and ADHD –correct me if I'm wrong– and I thought maybe you can understand me.

Anyways, my issue is, I struggle deciding what I want. Recently I had a situation with a guy, he has ADHD and him being forgetful, triggered me and had me begging for his attention. He was very kind and never reacted badly, but then he ghosted me, which triggered me again. My mind keeps telling me maybe it was his ADHD and maybe he now just feels guilty and feels like it's too late to answer (it's been weeks). I planned on texting him again but I don't want to fall into this dynamic.

I was thinking, "if I want to date him I should just go to the end and focus on that". Then I was like "Do I really want to date him?" Then I had another thought of "Maybe I should move on" and then "Wait, I actually do want to date him" and then "No, I just want validation" and then "Nope, I don't give a damn about validation he ain't even that good" and then "I do like him, maybe we should date" and then "I don't even want to have a conversation with him" and then "I want to know more about him" the point is, I always start a process of manifesting something and then the next day (sometimes not even a day) I want something else, and it's a mess because I end up manifesting NOTHING, only more frustration.

Tbh, if I wasn't triggered, I would 100% like to date him. I mean I met him 6yrs ago and liked him for months (we never talked but we were classmates in uni and he was super hot), then never saw him again until this year and when I saw him I was so happy and excited, and the crush I had on him resurfaced and it felt like a new chance to try. Until now that I am feeling so confused, and when it seems like I made up my mind, I then remember why I'm triggered and slip out again, and when I have "given up", I want him again, and it's exhausting.

omggg yes, i do have bpd and adhd and this was so crazy to read cuz it was like i was talking to my younger self! i went thru the EXACT same situation with my old sp. i manifested him back after he broke up with me (and before he broke up with me he'd forget to text me back all the time bc of his adhd) and it would trigger me so bad and i'd start doing the most outrageous things. and then when i was manifesting him back, i'd also constantly go from "fuck him im better than him" to "i want him so bad i need him" to "he's just gonna ignore me again i hate him" and then "no he's the love of my life" to "if he texts me im not even gonna respond bc he doesn't deserve me." and i was in a cycle of that for MONTHS. but like you said, i knew that if he had never rejected me in the first place (and therefore triggered me) i wouldn't have felt like that and i'd still want him and see him only in a positive light.

i think that what really helped me was just going straight to the end, like you said. whenever i'd start overthinking about whether or not i actually wanted him, i'd take some deep breaths and just go to my imagination and experience a reality where my sp never ignored me and he treated me how i wanted to be treated. i also reminded myself of how long i had wanted to be with him, and that when all was said and done, even if i had made up my mind that day that i didn't want to be with him anymore, the next day i would be upset about not being with him again. i wouldn't have been stuck in the cycle for so long if i didn't actually want to be with him. i was just feeling hurt and lashing out.

i also found comfort in knowing that i could create a new version of my sp where he was attentive and gave me the amount of attention i needed and wanted. i didn't want to manifest his adhd away or anything, but i wanted to create a version of him that was able to remember to reply to me lol. i knew that as long as i imagined my sp to be the version that i wanted, he wouldn't show up in my 3d as the old version anymore. the only way he could ignore me or ghost me again was if i imagined that he would. if i focused on the version of him that didn't, however, he never would! so whenever i felt worried or anxious that he'd do that again, i'd retreat to my imagination and experience the version of him that i wanted.

another thing that really helped me was to forgive him. i was always angry at him and imagining getting into arguments with him about our break up and imagining what i'd say to him when i manifested contact. but the thing about that was i was manifesting "the end", and the end was us already being in a relationship together. so if we were already in a relationship together, we would have already talked through our past issues and i already would've forgiven him. so i couldn't manifest us being happy together and forgiving him if i was constantly imagining scenarios where i hadn't already forgiven him. if that makes sense?

these thoughts still naturally popped up all the time. "what if he doesn't change" "what if he does it again" etc. and then when we were back in contact again, "what if i say something wrong and he stops replying" etc. but i just kept persisting, and every time my minded wanted to go back to scenarios like that, i'd shift back to my desired state and tell myself that we were already together and there was no reason to worry about stuff like that anymore.

anyway i hope this helped!! if u have more questions feel free to ask <3

#asks

[sweetmage]

TW Chronic illness, mental illness, disability stigma, venting (putting it below the cut) Also sorry for sad posting on this fun fandom account so often. I do not have close people I can discuss these things with so sometimes it just helps to yell into the void 😅 Block #Jun Rants to not see it!

I am having a very bad flare up of my chronic illness. Worst in a while!! It affects my emotions very badly. Constant weeping and feeling sick and nervous and very sad on top of that physical illness symptoms and pains like aches, fever, heart flutters, dizziness, headaches, etc. 😭 I developed PMDD about 2 years ago. I went to the ER because I thought I was having a heart attack because I was so weak and dizzy and scared and my heart was beating very fast. It was a panic attack brought on by physical symptoms caused by what I later learned to be PMDD.

I like to be open an honest about my disabilities (such as my vision, being neurotypical, and so on) but I have struggled with this one due to how often it gets downplayed due to misogyny and misinformation. It is not "a bad case of PMS", it is a serious and often times debilitating mental health and physical health condition that can completely wreck your brain and body once every 2-3 weeks or so and leaves little time to recover in between. It's exhausting. I feel sad because I think I have lost a bit of myself due to it. I have always struggled with mental health, but since my body decided I needed a new condition I have become a lot more moody and nervous and depressive. I mourn the fact that I am not as fun anymore (and struggle to have fun myself) because often I am self-conscious or sad. I try to project a happy image and push myself to be more outgoing, but it's very difficult and my real emotions slip through a lot. I feel guilty about it, i don't enjoy being a downer and I miss feeling semi-normal and not constantly feeling sick or shaking from fear of everything (intrusive thoughts, fear of judgement, overthinking everything I do or say, etc.). I try to interact with people more but I feel scared a lot. I have a handful of close people in my life but they have their own problems and I don't think I can come to them. I try to make friends online but I feel embarrassed when I say anything to people no matter what it is, even if they aren't actually judging me. I tried to get medication for my depression last month but the psychiatrist was horrible and cruel to me and was very judgmental. I'm not sure what else to do or if there is anything at all I can do. I regret mentioning having this condition to a male psychiatrist... Even today I am feeling very sick in my head and stomach and shaking a lot, but I tried to go outside and have a decent day because I don't want to give up even though everything is hard and has been hard and keeps getting harder. I don't know, at least rambling into the void kinda helps a little. That's all I can really do.

#pmdd #jun rambles #jun rants

[readingslover]

Chapter 5

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Amory Madden was a girl of strong morals. She knew what she thought was right and tried not to stray from it often, having a strong conscience keeping her on track. This made her honorable and trustworthy, however, it also made her overthink a lot of situations, having internal debates on different moral dilemmas.

Now, sitting in the gallery watching Meredith’s open heart surgery, Amory sipped her coffee and scanned through another article, her head resting on George’s shoulder.

“I wish I could hold a heart,” George complained.

“A monkey could hold a heart.” Cristina pointed out.

“At least, Mer has a better view. you’re just mad because Burke didn’t pick you to scrub in.” Amory sighed and Cristina frowned at her.

“George, I need more ice chips.” Izzie joined them.

“Who else did you invite?” The boy asked.

Amory wasn’t one for parties. She liked going to the occasional club, but house parties just felt way too much of a mess. And, to be honest, she knew she was one of the people that would clean up all of it alongside Izzie.

“We said the list was jocks only: surgery, trauma, plastics.”

Amory narrowed her eyes at the guilty expression that came on Izzie’s face. “Isobel Stevens, who else did you invite?”

“Just some people from peds.” She answered with a shrug.

“Some people from peds…! You invited the preschoolers to Meredith’s house. Next thing you’ll say is you invited the shrinks.” Cristina complained. At the tall blonde’s silence, the curly-haired exclaimed. “She invited mental defect. This party is DOA.”

“Cristina, that’s not ice. And, by the way, pediatrics is one of the most competitive specialties. Besides, the nurses from there are all really nice.” Amory scolded.

“Fine. I’m sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Now happy?”

“Very.” She flashed her an adorable smile.

“Meredith thinks this is going to be a small, meet-your-boyfriend, cocktail thing. Did you clear this with her?” George asked, hoping Izzie already did that so they don’t have to explain why a lot of people are in her house.

“No, but I will.” The three flashed her accusing looks. “I promise!”

“Why are you wasting the only weekend your boyfriend’s in town on a big party? Is he bad in bed?” Amory giggled and Cristina looked at her with a soft smile.

“No, I just want him to meet some of my friends.”

“Right. Sixty geeks in scrubs are your friends.” Cristina’s pager went off and she got up to leave. “Bad sex, sucks for you.”

“I hear there’s a party tonight at Meredith’s house.” Alex comes in.

“News to me.” Izzie denied as Amory looked down with a guilty look. She didn’t yet know the boy well, but she had a feeling he wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought he was.

Just then, the heart monitor started beeping in the OR below them, and the interns continued to observe intensely. Eventually, the surgeon managed to get the patient’s heart to start beating once again.

~~~~~~

Dr. Bailey had paged both George and Amory to work with her on a case. The blonde girl loved working with her resident, so she was more than thrilled to tag along. Now, looking at the patient’s scans, the older women questioned them. “What do you see here?”

“Hyperinflated lungs clouded with bullae. Seriously diminished capacity. She must be having trouble breathing.” The boy answered.

“Course of action?”

“A bullectomy procedure,” Amory answered. “Remove the bullae, reduce the pressure.”

“It says here we operated on her back in ‘99, so Mrs. Drake has been through this before, but talk her through it anyway. And resist the anti-smoke lectures, she feels bad enough already.” The chief instructed them.

“So, do you think if they put a picture of these in a pack of cigarettes people would stop smoking?” George suggested, looking at his friend with adoration while they walked away.

“Don’t think so. Maybe some but not most. Addiction is complicated.” The young girl responded.

~~~~~~

“The surgery before was supposed to help, but it never felt right.” Mrs. Drake told the pair.

“Probably would be a good idea to quit smoking…” George let out, earning an elbow in the ribs from the small girl standing next to him. “George!”

“Oh, it’s fine dear. I did! Four-pack-a-day habit. it was hell. Didn’t do any damn good.”

“Well then, it seems congratulations are in order, Mrs. Drake.” She smiled at the woman.

“Well, it looked… I mean, from the damage, we all thought you were probably still smoking.” George informed.

“Cold turkey, five years ago, and what did I get for my trouble? I still had to quit my job at the restaurant. But even sitting, it hurt. Nobody believed me, they said it was in my head.”

“We’ve seen the films, and it’s clearly not in your head.” The blonde girl told her.

“Come here, the two of you.” The woman signaled them to come closer and said in a tone of secrecy: “You’re damn too young to be doctors.”

“Hey! I’m older than I look.” The boy defended himself.

“I’m probably not, but rest assured that I’m qualified for this. We test it before we even begin our Med school.” Amory smiled once more.

“Do you think this is gonna work this time?”

“I think it’s your best option,” George said.

“And we certainly hope it does work this time.” The girl added.

“Straight shooters, huh? I like that… you’re a nice couple.”

“A.. eum, a… what?!” George squealed, the blonde’s eyes widening in shock.

“Oh, no, we’re… we’re not.” She attempted to explain, blushing.

“Huh, could have fooled me.” Mrs. Drake answered, the interns looking at each other.

~~~~~~

Later, at the nurses' station, Amory watched with furrowed brows as Dr. Burke gave Cristina a cup of coffee. Not wanting to be a gossip, but certainly being too curious to ignore it, she overheard their conversation.

“Just coffee.” Dr. Burke said.

“Good.”

“Okay.”

“Okay,” Cristina answered as he left.

The blonde grabbed her charts and approached her curly-haired friend.

“You are sleeping with him.” She pointed out.

“Is that a question?” Cristina asked.

“No, more of an accusation.” The girl joked.

“How… how do you know?” The Asian asked.

“Ah, when are you all going to learn: I know.” She took a gulp of her friend's coffee.” There’s a reason I graduated a year early.”

“Not a word of this. To anyone.”

“My lips are sealed.” The girl promised her friend.

~~~~~~

Now observing their patient’s surgery, George and Amory listened to Dr. Bailey’s explanation.

“They call this a spaghetti procedure. We cut and deflate the bullae to facilitate gentle manipulations of Mrs. Drake’s ling.”

“Dr. Bailey, did you see that?” The chief asked pointing out something inside the patient.

“Sir? Oh, my ever-loving…” The woman trailed off.

“We need to open her up. I’m taking out the scope.”

As George’s expression was one of confusion, Amory seemed to have caught on to what was going on. “I think that was something that’s not supposed to be there.” The girl explained to her friend in a hushed tone, him giving her an appreciative look.

“You heard him, people, let’s move.” Dr. Bailey pointed out as her interns looked over her shoulder.

As the older surgeons operated, the interns watched intensely, until the chief pulled something out of the woman.

“Is that a towel?! Where did that come from?” George questioned.

“I’m guessing her surgery, five years ago,” Amory suggested, her mouth slightly open in disbelief.

“Something careless this way comes.” Dr. Bailey said.

~~~~~~

Walking down the hallway with Dr. Bailey and Dr. Webber, Amory, and George filled Cristina in.

“A towel?” The woman said, shocked.

“She complained of pressure on her chest, but nobody took her seriously,” George explained.

“She says she’d always know the surgery didn’t feel right and that it hadn’t helped.” The blonde girl informed, seeing her friend’s expression turn into an even more surprised one.

“Not good for the patient, not good for the hospital. Not good.” The chief told them.

“I’m guessing particularly not good for her surgeon.” The blonde girl whispered so that only her fellow interns could hear.

“Cristina hit the files. Find out everything you can about that initial operation. Who was in that room, and who was responsible for closing? George and Amory, you stay with the patient and keep her happy. She seemed to like you two.” The girl nodded and just as she was about to take off she heard her friend and stopped in her tracks.

“Right, okay, eum... how long do you think… it’s just technically, I’m off at six.” George said.

“Am I invited to the party?” Dr. Bailey questioned.

“Well, yeah, yes, of course…” He stuttered, Amory only managing to hold in her laughter long enough until the resident was gone before letting it out.

“What was I supposed to say?!” The boy asked.

“Ughhh!” Cristina let out. Letting George know she wasn’t happy about it.

“Anything, George. Anything, but that.” The blonde girl pat her friend’s back as he let out a frustrated sigh.

~~~~~~

“They told me I had a towel inside me.” The older woman complained, laying in her hospital bed.

“Who told you that?” George asked, with Amory by his side.

“A surgeon, an older man. Handsome.” It came out weakly, as if even talking took up too much energy for the woman.

“Must be Doctor Webber. He’s chief of surgery.” Amory informed, looking at the woman with compassionate eyes and a small smile.

“It was a towel somebody left last time.” The patient shared. “Who would do that? That doesn’t seem right, does it?” She teared up slightly.

“No, it truly doesn’t. But I’m sure they’ll find whoever made the mistake and take the needed measures to prevent it from happening again.” The blonde attempted to calm her down.

“I was walking around with a towel inside of me. How could that happen?” Amory looked at her friend as sees he appeared to be as distraught as she was.

“I don’t know, Ma’am. You’re ok now, though. You’ll get better.” She held the woman’s hand, attempting to give her some comfort. George watches her in awe, but that goes unnoticed to the girl.

~~~~~~

In the tunnels, Amory laid with her legs over Cristina’s, eating an apple.

“You got called before the chief?” George asked, playing with a glove he turned into a balloon.

“Tomorrow morning. I could get kicked out of the program, I could, right?” Meredith asked.

“You’re not getting kicked out.” The boy said.

“Patterson is just gonna sue.” Cristina shared and Amory nodded.

“Patterson’s not going to sue and you’re not getting kicked out!”

“What were you thinking, telling burke? So stupid.” Cristina told her.

“I told her not to,” George revealed.

“Thank you, very comforting.” The dirty blonde reacted sarcastically.

“She should have! It is good you mentioned it to Burke, okay maybe better not to have done it in front of the patient. Imagined if it’s caused a problem and you didn’t say anything, then you probably would get kicked out of the program. Plus, I think the chief will see that you actually revealed professionalism and honesty by coming forward.” Amory gave her little speech between bites of her apple, making Mer smile tightly.

The troubled intern’s phone rang and she got up to take the call, as Izzie arrived and took her place.

“Okay, so beer is coming at seven, and four nurses are bringing wine.”

“Nurses? You invited nurses?!” Cristina complained.

“Did you clear this with Meredith?” George wondered.

“A few more people aren’t gonna make a difference. A party is a party.” The tall blonde answered.

“Actually, it is. She has an important meeting tomorrow, so you need to fill her in. It’s her house.” Amory let out, like an angry mother scolding her child.

“You know, you get scary when you’re mad,” Cristina says. “Anyway, the bigger the part the less time for bad sex.”

“Can you stop saying that! Hank and I have great sex all the time. In fact, we’ll probably have sex after or during the party.” The tall blonde snacked on some fries.

“As long as you clear it with Meredith,” George told her and Amory made an approving noise.

“Hank just needs to realize that doctors can have fun. We’re not all workaholics with god complexes.”

“We are, Izzie, there’s no need to make it seem like we aren’t.” The short blonde stole a few chips from her, as George showed them the glove balloon, which now had a face, making Amory giggle.

~~~~~~

Late that night, Amory sat on one of the benches in the locker room with yet another article. However, this time, she couldn’t bring herself to actually read. She’d just watch Izzie and Alex scrub in on a surely, even though she was supposed to be home already.

Earlier, she had seen Dr. Burke and Dr. Bailey speaking, and, by the look of the conversation, had realized that Burke must have been the surgeon responsible for leaving a towel inside her patient. It had scared her. Granted, the girl didn’t take a particular liking to the man, but he was a damn good surgeon, a competent surgeon. If he’d make such a blatant mistake, what would stop others from doing the same? Worse, he hadn’t come forward about the problem, endangering a woman’s life in the process.

Now, the heartbroken woman’s complaints and the sight of the towel coming out of her, five years later, wouldn’t leave the girl’s head. In her thought, she barely noticed Alex entering the locker room.

“Hay, what are you still doing here?” He asked, making the blonde jump. “Not in the mood for a party?”

“Just a weird day. A lot of things to think about.” She told him. He started changing out of his scrubs, while she stared into the void, thoughts still running through her head.

Looking at her with compassion in his eyes, the boy sighed, as if trying to convince himself not to continue this conversation. However, he caved in moments later and sat down next to her.

“Want to talk about it?” He asked.

“It’s not that big of a deal, really. It’s just, in my patient we found a towel that was there from the surgery she had five years ago. She spent those years in pain, while no one believed her…” The girl trailed off for a moment. “It makes you think about how much responsibility we really have. We can change someone's life in just a minute, by not double-checking things or getting distracted. We could make a fatal mistake, compromise someone’s future… I just like to think that I’m actually helping someone and not making them worse.” She ended with a sigh.

“You’re too good for your own good, Madden. This job can really suck sometimes.” The boy agreed.

They fell into a comfortable silence for a while, Amory’s head resting against the wall.

“I should go. The party must have died down by now.” She said and got up, putting her article in her bag and adjusting it on her shoulder.

“Not one for parties either?” Ales asked with a soft smile.

“No.” As she walked to leave the room, she stopped and looked back for a moment. “You know, I don’t think you’re as bad as they paint you out to be.” Amory said softly and left the room, leaving Alex somewhat stunned to think about what she’d just said. It felt good to have at least someone believe in him.

~~~~~~

As she ended up falling asleep in an on-call room, Amory gets home the next morning to find an extremely dirty house.

“What happened here? How many people came to this party?” She said scrunching her nose in disgust as she sat down on the couch by Meredith, who was lying on the floor.

“I don’t know. I’m too hungover to think.”

George came in and handed Meredith some coffee. “ Why didn’t you come home? I was worried?”

“I fell asleep in an on-call room. I was too tired to come to the party, no need to worry. When’s your meeting with the Chief, Mer?” She answered with a sincere look in her eyes.

“In an hour.” The girl replied with a raspy voice as Amory pats her head.

Izzie then came in with a face that Amory had just a few seconds ago. “Holy mother of destruction!”

“You missed doctor-palooza. I should probably never speak to you again.” Meredith joked.

“I’m so sorry Meredith, I had no idea it was gonna get so…” The tall girl sat between George and Amory on the couch.

“Crazy? Destructive? Messy?” Amory suggested, Izzie glaring at him playfully.

“It’s ok. Really, I don’t care. What would I be doing anyway?” The dirty blonde forgave her.

“Preparing for a career-altering meeting?” George said, earning him a slap on the back of his head from the short blonde girl. “Ouch! Sorry.” He says as he rubs the back of his head.

“The heart wall shouldn’t have torn…”

“Anything in the patient’s history?” The model tried to help.

“Husband said she was in the best shape, she lost a hundred pounds last year.”

“Hundred pounds in a year? That might be it, the muscle mass is not that great when you lose so much.” Amory suggested, her eyes widening at her discovery, Izzie took a gulp of a random bear.

“It’s 7 am, Izzie. Do you even know whose that is?” The girl complained.

“I was hoping it was George’s,” Izzie says and Amoy lets out a giggle, mixed with a disgusted expression.

~~~~~~

“What do you think?” Izzie asks Cristina, George, and Amory as they waited to see how their friend’s meeting goes.

“Fifty says Meredith gets tossed out on her ass and Burke walks away clean.” The girl continued while Amory eyed her with narrowed eyes and gently hit her arm.

“Be nice.”

As Meredith walked out, she informed the group. “One-month probation. Burke saved my ass in there.” They all sighed in relief.

As Amory learned that Burke had come forwards about the towel situation, she felt a weight lifted off her chest. Maybe he’s made a mistake, but he’d taken responsibility and tried to fix it. And if he had, what would stop others from doing the same?

#grey's anatomy #greys abc #meredith grey #cristina yang #george o'malley #izzie stevens #alex karev #preston burke #derek shepherd #miranda bailey #richard webber #grey's anatomy imagines #grey's fanfic

[spaceyflowerswriting]

Hello, hello! I requested a letter for Seongjun Baek a while back and I really loved it. If your requests are still open do you think I could request a small fluffy one shot with SJ and reader? Maybe a friends-to-lovers thing?

Thank you very much

Also, may I be known as 🌙

soft hearted (seongjun x reader)

details: fluffy drabble (with a pinch of angst), gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au

summary: seongjun thinks about you.

a/n: im glad u loved that letter T_T heres ur request, thank u for sending it in! + u can always check if reqs are open anytime in my description or pinned post :] !!

happy to add u onto my list of anons, 🌙 anon <3

×

You were a joy he thought impossible to have in life ever since the passing of his mother. He never even thought he had time for friendships, yet here you two were. Somehow, things worked out, and the relationship between you two bloomed.

Maybe even too much, because it soon became apparent to Seongjun how much he wanted to love you in a way different from how friends love one another. He had tried to ignore it at first, but how could he when you constantly danced around in his mind? And how could he not fall in love, with your friendly personality, your charms, your tender touch?

You were irresistible, and therefore dangerous.

Despite that, he found himself inching closer to you with every passing day. He couldn't stop himself no matter how much he tried. You were like a guilty pleasure--something genuine he was undeserving of with the kind of life he's lived, as the kind of person he was. Still, he wanted you.

Fortunately for him, the feeling was mutual.

Emotions spilled on that late night, the night you both spent an evening at his place, watching movies and cuddling on his couch until midnight passed.

Seongjun thought about this often, and his heart always had the same flutters it did whenever you said, "I love you," just like you mumbled that night. He was always filled with the same warmth as well, that gentleness washing over his coldness. He often wondered what he made you feel, too, but seeing the shy smile on your face whenever he complimented you made him believe you felt just as strongly.

~

Here he laid on his bed, overthinking with you by him, resting peacefully against his chest. He stared up at the ceiling, listening to your soft breathing.

"I don't deserve you," he whispered, glancing down at your sleeping form.

Guilt always seemed to keep a firm grip around his neck whenever he spent loving moments like this with you. At the same time, he would try to reason with himself at any given chance, to have his guilt leave him alone just once.

"I'm a bad person, and bad people don't feel guilty for being selfish. Therefore, wanting to be with you is selfish, and I don't need to feel guilty about it."

He chuckled a little at his strange logic. It didn't help anyway. He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt you stirring under him, and he adored the sleepy look on your face as you lifted your head to look at him.

"You're not asleep yet...?"

"I will be." He smiled. "In the meanwhile, you should go back to sleep, darling."

"Okay." You made an attempt to move upwards and kissed his jaw (were you aiming for his cheek...?) before flopping back down and muttering, "Good night, again. I love you."

Seongjun merely blinked in surprise at your small show of affection, but it made his heart beat faster nonetheless. It also made all his previous thoughts scatter and he took a moment to appreciate this special feeling you always gave him before replying, "Good night. I love you, too," and closing his eyes.

He slept with a faint smile.

#how to fight x reader #viral hit x reader #seongjun baek x reader #seongjun baek #requests #🌙 anon #inspired by @ 4ut0p5y's style ! #ive always enjoyed their compact 'short n sweet' style and felt like i wanted to try it #since my writing is usually dialogue heavy and can drag on ;; i still ended up writing more than planned lol #btw sorry if this isnt exactly fluff T_T i tried to do the fluffy scenarios i usually do but nothing came out right #i might post the scraps i came up with at some point tho !

[prideofcelestia]

Congratulations again, now here's my proper ask for the event..

I'm a bi she/her. I'm 5'5 and my mbti type is intj. I'm also a dec sagittarius. I'm someone who values respect and freedom over anything else which sometimes makes me wonder if pride is my sin but when i do explode after trying to keep prim and proper, i fear my anger myself. I'm often compared to a grumpy cat and i also say that I'm an old soul. I have a bad anxiety but my face deceives my emotions and make me appear unapproachable. My love language is acts of service and words of affirmation, but once I'm really comfortable with the other person i get clingy that it almost gives me a separation anxiety. Although I'd step back if that person's happiness is with someone else. For me, the happiness my loved ones matters the most. I haven't dated yet because i also fear the heartache yet i yearn for one lovely connection, a soulmate who'd understand me even if my face remains neutral. On a lighter note, I'm mostly into mature type but if i happen to fall for someone a little childish then i guess it can't be helped. I'll babysit them for the rest of my life as I've been doing for my friends.

I'm really sorry for making this long but my hands couldn't stop typing ;-;

bsjwkk dw buddy! don't be sorry! i enjoyed reading it. ^_^

*drumroll* i match you with

solomon

with a man like solomon who both values and is accustomed to respect owing to his knowledge and freedom due to his immortality and lack of close bonds, reciprocating these for his partner comes naturally. life is a wonderful gift and you bring additional colour and warmth to it. he prioritises your comfort and understands your boundaries because those are a part of you and he loves everything about you. he accepts all of you - the parts that you love and the parts that you feel are your flaws.

with pranks up his sleeves and teasing words at the tip of his tongue, he can be quite trying. when you eventually explode because of his antics and lash out despite not wanting to, he knows how to own up to his mistake. yes, he took it too far if it upset you because that was never the aim. he is sincere in his apologies when your emotions overtake you. if you need him by your side, that is exactly where you will find him. in case the reason of your anger is something else, he is willing to hear your side of the story and offer his opinions. wanting the best for you, he points out when he thinks that you are in the wrong without sugarcoating his words.

he understands that you feel guilty after letting your rage out, and he tries to reduce the negative feelings as best as he can. mentioning some experiences from the past, he tries to make you feel normal about your heartaches. "shhh, my love, i am here for you. don't overthink and put all the blame on yourself. that's unfair. you are not alone. tell me how you feel. i am all ears."

he tries to make you smile and lose any awkwardness you may have. in private, he is extremely sweet and tells you how he enjoys your company even if you two are just hanging out for fun.

"two old souls belong together," is something he often whispers while hugging you tightly.

"my happiness lies in your smile, my grumpy kitten. so, as long as you are with me and love me and let me make you happy, i think i can survive a few more centuries... pleasantly."

he indulges you and finds extreme joy when you act clingy. with a smug smirk, he pats your head, rubs your back and says, "oh? you must be too deeply in love with me to wanna be so close always. haha not that i am complaining, i think it's really cute. i wish the brothers could see us like this. imagining their conflicted expressions is a lot of fun."

he is glad that you adjust so well. he can be mature and mischievous in the same breath, giving quite a logical solution while pissing everybody in the room off with his next words. he sometimes wants to baby you while at other times, he wants to be babied by you. you make him so happy that he wants to bask in your very essence, be it while helping you with your tasks judiciously or being playful by holding you prisoner in his arms. keep looking after him and come to him in your hour of need.

#matchups #1000 followers #shion event #obey me #i hope you like it :") haven't done matchups in a while i am rusty

[cherryblossom41]

2/24/23

right now im feeling down. its nights like this when i really just dont like myself. i hate to say it but ive been feeling like this for a while now, again. i feel like shit. its not supposed to be like this, i should be healing and happy and love myself. but right now i hate myself.

i really feel like im not good enough for anyone. im always the second choice. always getting left for someone else. left for another girl. i dont know what im doing wrong honestly. i give my everything to a guy and they just throw me out without a thought. and i know i shouldnt base my feelings and self worth because of a guy, but i am. im human and when something hurts me it breaks me.

my ex left me broken. he took everything i had in me and threw it in the fucking trash. i had a great soul then, i wasnt perfect but i was ok and alive and content. he came in and tore me apart piece by piece and burned them. he hurt me, really bad. and it still affects me to this day, a whole year and a half year it still hurts me. i loved him with my whole heart and he made me feel like i was loved in return but i wasnt. i got treated like shit but i was so blinded by my feelings for him i couldnt see it.

this is how every man treats me now and i allow it. its all i know when it comes to love. this has lead me to where i am now. crying in my bed at 1:38 am because i hate myself.

i hate how i look. i hate the bump on my nose. i hate how my skin never looks clear. i hate how my body is proportioned. i hate how i never know when to shut up but at the same time im never able to speak up for myself. i hate how i care too much about others opinions about me. i hate how i let it get to my head. it hurts me alot.

i know im going to feel like this forever. this continuous back and fourth of feeling fine then feeling like my world is falling apart. i know i will get through it every time. but i hate going through the pain. Every time i want to give up and just throw in the towel. i just want to give up. but i know i cant because it will be over in a while and i will just have to joke about how dramatic i was being since it will be fine. but in reality i though about it several times those days when i was just sick of feeling like my body is caving in on itself. i feel numb but i am feeling everything at the same time. every emotion that exists and nothing at all. it just hurts my head.

im sick of feeling like this. im sick of feeling this hurt every month or so and just having to laugh through it as if nothing is wrong with me. as if i dont constantly check myself in the mirror or my phone camera to make sure i still look fine and presentable. im tired of feeling this weight on me that just keeps dragging me down. im sick of zoning out for who knows how long because my brain feels the need to clock out on everything. i just want to love myself entirely and be fine.

i want to get up early in the morning and eat something before noon and not feel guilty. i want to let people in without being scared of the outcome and overthinking everything. i want to be able to sit with my family and laugh and talk to them instead of isolating myself in my room. i just want to be fine. thats all im asking for. because when i say "im fine" im simply not and thats all i want is to be able to not lie when i say that. i want to be able to say it proudly without putting a smile on my face and acting like everything is ok. i just want everything to be fine all the time.

[remirem12]

Random

Idk just warning ask and I’ll add. I’m new don’t judge also I know this is cringe so I’m sorry.

 L a m ‘ b u r g a sweet unfinished symphony 

————- It was a cold morning but still comforting as the morning mist was still in the air, around the room or should I say office there were stacks of paper that where finished last night. You where asleep in the desktop, you slowly open your eyes and you can feel yourself wanting to sleep but you can’t as you stand up you back starts to hurt since you were not in the most comfortable position on the desktop.——————

T h i r d person P O V

————-As you stand up and walk to the door you get a familiar sent of cigarettes and cinnamon you look up because you just realize you’ve been looking down the whole time and see Jschlatt sitting in the living room area of the offices. You where about to speak but it was too late….————

“Long time no see, and before you say anything about why I’m here I would like to do a proposal to you?”- he said with such dignity and confidence that I could not copy .

“H-how did you get in here?”- you said with a shaking voice and then it hits you, one a long time ago you where a part of lama’bur… you were friends with everyone until they decided to backstab you and betray you. Wilbur your lover for which you still has his promise ring told you that you where evil…..

You snapped back to reality and said…

“What type of proposal  are we talking about?” In a very but very intriguing way…

“ oh… I like where this is going, we’ll to be my assistant in helping hand to run the government of lam’burg…. I know this is such short notice but I would appreciate the help and you could get promoted!” He said  every word in a very interesting manner to the point I would say yes right away but I thought

What better way to get back at your enemies to them see you in power…..

“ and where would I stay if I decide to agree to this plan of yours?” You said trying not to sound interested…

“ in a house we built for you outside of the nation so if war happens you won’t get involved!” For the first time Jschlatt the “president “ was kind enough to not let me get involved in there shinanigins but I had to ask one more question..

“ who else is in lam’bur right now.?” I said with a cold stone soft but stern voice 

“ everyone that was there originally the election are in a month so I needed a assistance fast and I heard you are the best am I wrong?” 

“ no you are not….” You pause for a moment and then say” so do we have a deal?” To be clear you could have said it a different way but there was no time to overthink it right now. I slowly put my hand out for him to grab it.

“ With pleasure I’ll pick you up tomorrow so it’s better if you pack right now” he said with joy with still holding your hand.

And with that he left and you where smirking? 

Y/n P O V 

Why? Well you are getting revenge? But why do I still have the things they gave me? Do I at least feel a little guilty? Why don’t I feel bad? Am I the bad guy?

Am I the bad guy? Why don’t I feel bad? I keep trying to get these thoughts out of my head but I couldn’t the rest of the night I keep beating myself up for not feeling bad about them….

Before I realized the morning came…. It was weird I was happy? I got up to hear a knock I knew who it it was so I wasn’t worried about it. I open the door to see Jschlatt there standing 

“ Good morning y/n! I’m here have you packed?” He said with a genuine smile…. But I had trust issues so I did not know it I could trust him yet

“ Yea actually I couldn’t sleep so I has a lot of things to do!” Trying to return the smile that was givin to me… but it was not as genuine as I thought it looked oops I guess?

He looked at me and then he got some of my bags of the floor and help me get them on a horse out side he had a big smirk on his face which did not help the fact that I was about to have a panic attack of the nerves, anxiety and panic of when the others see me. I have not been in l’manbur in 2 years,2 fucking year….

He got on the horse and signaled me to get on mine, so I did and we begin to get to lamanbur. As we rode our way over there I began to hum to a song I had wrote to try and calm myself down, apparently Jschlatt noticed this and began to hum along even it it was of key… then we talked and we became friends friends was I moving forward to quickly? I mean he did some awful things but in all he seemed like a good person. 

should I do more?

[hyunjinspark]

hi jade !!! oh my gosh i just finished reading chapter 9 and the amount of emotions i felt is insane 😵‍💫

starting of with the yongbok situation, oh god how do i start. FIRST of all i don’t know if i’m starting to dislike him, but i do feel a little bit bad for him, i mean i get what yeonjun said, he might just be insecure after being y/n’s best friend for years, he’s used to y/n being always next to him, and hanging out with him all the time, he might just be scared that hyunjin’s taking his place or maybe he’s scared that they will fall apart, but i still don’t think this excuses the way he treats her. he should try to at least talk to her about it instead of blowing up and leaving y/n to be confused or lead to her overthinking. i mean they’re BEST FRIENDS and i thought there’s supposed to be no secrets kept from one another yk? yeah i don’t know if i’m mad at yongbok or not but ik i just don’t like him rn, maybe he’ll have his redemption arc when he finally tells y/n what’s going on 😕

ANYWAY moving on to hana ! she didn’t really make much appearances in chapter 9 but re-reading the last chapter, i just noticed how manipulative she is to y/n, i don’t know if it’s on purpose or she really doesn’t know she’s doing it BUT sometimes i feel so bad for y/n when hana starts talking sometimes, especially the time she was planning yongbok’s birthday, i wouldn’t be happy to be called “a pain in the ass” either. but yeah, i really need y/n to talk to her about this if hana continues to speak hurtful things about her, like if she’s doing this on purpose i need y/n to drop her ASAP. also i feel like she has a trick up her sleeve.. i can’t explain it but she’s a little suspicious 🧐 i guess we’ll see in the next chapters though :D.

OKAYYY now about yeonjun. i feel really bad about him honestly, especially with how his best friend doesn’t want to talk to him, aka yongbok, but i think he’s happier and i’m glad y/n saw him at the bar and kept in touch with him. i know hana and his break up probably hurt him too, and the way they’re treating him is so unfair, because like they said, hana broke up with him. they could’ve made it work even if he moved to another city. i know hana was probably scared but the way she keeps blaming yeonjun? it’s really unfair :( but either way he’s been such a good friend to y/n and he’s probably one of my favorite characters ! the way he didn’t hold grudges, love that for him <3

okay now for y/n. i feel really bad for her, that’s what i wanted to say the most. she has been feeling probably like shit lately with yongbok arguing with her and the hyunjin situation. i’m glad she has a friend like yeonjun for her to lean on bc if it weren’t for him she would probably be in a worse mental state right now. but yeah anyway, she’s probably really guilty with how everything is turning out and thinks everything is her fault even though it’s not 💔 i really hope she gets to resolve the argument with yongbok so she can help him with his issue or talk to him about what’s happening. she really doesn’t deserve how she’s being treated rn because all she has been was nice and sweet idk what their problem is with her, but they do take advantage of that a lot, knowing y/n will always forgive them and make them think she’s always at fault.

lastly, THE hwang hyunjin. it’s funny how much he denies that he likes y/n, i mean it’s so obvious to everyone about how in love they are with each other, even yeonjun thought they were together !!! hyunjin really needs to make up his mind because y/n is starting to think that he just sees her as a friend and him avoiding her probably made her feel worse but i am glad that he wants to talk to y/n about his art again and probably explain himself which will probably lift some weight off her shoulders. i really hope they resolve this issue bc he’s so good to y/n :( this is yongbok’s fault /j.

ANYWAYYYY oh gosh i’m so sorry this is so long 😭 but thank you sm for this chapter !! i’m looking forward to what’s gonna happen in the next one 🤩 stay safe and take care lovely !

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idk how i missed this 😭 thank you for sending me such a beautiful review of part 9 🥺

understandable, yongbok is in a sad situation and doesn’t really know how to act regarding it. definitely letting insecurities and jealousy getting the best of him 😔 as for hana,, im not sure if what you were talking about was resolved in part 10. but she can be manipulative, even if unknowingly.

happy to know that yeonjun is one of your favorite characters, and yn definitely did go through all the shit with feeling guilty and like its her fault :/

don’t apologise for it being long, im sorry for missing it in my inbox 😭 thank you so much for telling me your thoughts :)

#star lost with you #part 9