#i never can watch a view to a kill and stay calm

[witchcraftandgeekness]

The Gilbert logic:

Jeremy: I can't complete the Mark because I don't want to kill innocents.

Elena: Okay, I have better plan – we will kill Kol (who btw wants to save us all from the Apocalypse, who cares lol) and with him the whole bloodline of thousands and thousands of innocent people who we don't know (and some of which may be newborn vampires just like me but not as important as ME ofc).

#rewatching season 4 again #for masochistic reasons #i never can watch a view to a kill and stay calm #i cant see logic #have you seen logic? #we lost it #btw all the lies elena tells are SO true #'if the whole world will perish then my wants dont matter' yeah bitch tell me about it #kol mikaelson #elena gilbert #the gilbert logic #jeremy gilbert #kol deserved better #tvd #tvdu #the originals

[inf3ct3dd]

streamer!ellie pt.2

summary: i hated the other one of this that i made, so REMAKE TIEM!!!

warnings: miiinor sexual content, shit talking, gay people 😒

authors note: heheheh ples don’t flop this time..

- during her faceless days, she opened up a po box so ppl could send her things, and she made an amazon wishlist and she unboxed stuff on stream 😍😍

- one day she was unboxing a giant box of cat toys. string, those little feather stick things, even that weird automatic flapping fish thing (that she secretly loves and taped to her back one time)

- she was playing with this one toy that was a little fishing reel, and it had string and a little fish on the bottom. she went on and onnn about how shes a self proclaimed “fishing master” while garf chased it around, letting out little meows and growls of frustration.

- eventually, she lost her grip and let go of the pole. she bent down to pick it up, forgetting that her face would be in view. thus, the chat started blowing up.

ewwwbruh: FACE REVEAL

ewwife: EW WE CAN SEE UR FACE

ewwife: JUST THE SIDE BUT WE CAN SEE YOUU

ewssidechick: her nose looks so rideable…

- she got distracted petting garfield, and didn’t realize anything until she stood up. she was getting tagged over and over again on twitter, blurry pictures of her face (curtesy of the shitty webcam) circulating through her subreddit.

- “guys. im gonna erase this from ur memory…” and she literally held up this goofy ass hypnotizer pendelum and started fake hypnotizing everyone like “that never happenedddd” “you don’t know what i look likeeee” “that was fakeeee” “chat that was not reallll”

- and everyone literally js went along with it and pretended it never happened. like ppl were tweeting about it and everyone was like “huh??? what are u talking about bruh??”

- she did the same thing after falling off her rainbow unicorn scooter 😞

- one time she revealed that the “ew” in her username stood for her initials, and everyone was making the most horrendous guesses. elliam willace being the favorite one.

- “guys, my name is not edward wilson??? i am…not a man”

- shes gotten into so much drama…multiple notes app apologies have been issued via her instagram story.

- people would ask her opinions on other streamers, and she’d literally just be like “…i have no idea who that is.” and people would get so MADDDD but homegirl is literally just blatantly unaware

- or she would know , and would literally be like “they’re honestly super annoying and i would rather kill myself than watch them but whatever floats ur boat ig!”

- she played that “womp womp womp womppp” sound effect on her soundboard afterwards.

- SPEAKING OF. she abuses that soundboard sooo much. its so obnoxious and annoying like I SWEARRR!!! she’ll tell a horrible pun and play the crowd laughing and cheering sound effects while literally no one laughed.

“guys. whats the best way to watch a fly fishing tournament??”

“…live streaming.”

(crowd cheering sound effect)

“nooo thank you thank you, you’re all too kind, really!!”

- meanwhile chat was dead silent.

- every time she gets to choose her own name on a game its some dumb shit like "jizzmaster" or "chris fucker"

- “it appears you have entered innapropriate content.” “OHHH LOOK AT EPISODE LOOK AT THESE CORPORATE BIGWIGS TRYING TO CONTROL THE LITTLE MAN???”

- she just ended up naming him “chris phucker”

- like when she played episode on stream and made up really annoying voices for all the characters and made her character look like an elderly man, and made the love interest look like you 😍😍

- she messes up sm on games when she streams normally, but when you're there? she is LOCKED THE FUCK IN. sitting there so focused the entire time just to show off

- whenever she randomly goes silent she just starts SINGING. it's either nicki minaj or some fucking fnaf song

"IS THIS THE THANKS THAT I GET FOR PUTTING U BITCHES ON???"

- speaking of, her favorite fnaf song is def “stay calm” cuz she loves saying “hey kids. Nice to eat ya.”

- bought one of those "i paused my game to be here" tshirts…ironically. you refuse to let her wear it in public

- beefs w kids on fortnite sm... she has definitely gotten banned for saying she was gonna bomb a kids house or fuck their mom 😞

- every time she plays a game, she'll literally sit there and watch an 8 hour long video about the lore. she'll plop down on the couch and watch it like a movie

"did you know everyone actually thought that fnaf one took place in 1993, but it was actually 1992?"

- she definitely had you sit next to her when she played through fnaf because she was lowk scared the entire time whenever she heard you walking around the house while she was playing she'd hear footsteps in the hallway and be like. WHAT THE FUCKKK

-she'd have you right next to her, laying your head on her shoulder and messing with her free hand. if you fell asleep, she would be sitting there slapping her hand over her mouth whenever she gets jumpscared bc she doesn't want you to wake up 😞

- sometimes, while she streams , she plays one handed games and lets you sit and draw on her arm for fun. even got you a whole set of those skin markers so u could go ABSOLUTELY HAM. she got one drawing you did that said “r + e 4eva” tattooed in ur handwriting…such a sap

- she loves watching fan edits of herself...AND OF YOU. she'll be on her burner account with a whole collection on tiktok of edits of you.

ewwsbiggestfan: shes so bad i want her to hit me w her car...

- speaking of. imagine her using that account to make shitty capcut edits of you like

- shes ur biggest fan ongod

-WHILE WE’RE ON THE TOPIC OF “fans”…what if i made a completely new origin story for streamer!ellie and reader. what if they were both streamers….

- OKAY SO BASICALLY.

- you had started streaming about a year before ellie did. butttt, you two did very different types of streaming.

- you weren’t very into like, SERIOUS video games. sure, you played some stuff, like animal crossing and roblox and the sims, but nothing more than that.

- that wasn’t what you were streaming though.

- ever since you were younger, you had been wayyyy into…literature.

-by literature i mean fanfiction. heaps of it.

- actors, anime characters, BOOK CHARACTERS, you were in DEEP

- sometimes, for fun, you used to read them out loud in stupid voices. when you were alone, or with your friends, it was very entertaining

- that’s when you got the idea to start streaming it. if it could entertain your friends, and you, whos to say it wouldn’t entertain other people.

- well, it definitely did. in your first year, you hit 10k followers. people loved you. theyd make edits of you, send in requests of fics for you to read, everything.

- a while later, ellie started gaining more and more popularity. out of all the incomes of fame, fanfiction was the most. abundant!

- one day, you got a request to read an ellie x reader fic. at the time, you barely had any idea who she was, but you decided to just go with it 🤞🏽

- “who the fuck is elliam willace???”

- the fanfic was definitely very…graphic!

- “your hips rolled onto her thigh, her slender, tattooed hand palming at your waist. ‘you’re doing so good babe, fuck.’-“ “GUYS. ISN’T SHE NOT ON MUTE RIGHT NOW???”

- you couldn’t help but giggle the rest of the fic, feeling a nagging heat in your core. you didn’t even know who the girl was, but if this fic was accurate, someone would have to sedate you.

-“im actually. gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure. GUYS. who is this woman…is she real… if she is. things are about to get WICKED.”

- not very thankful to you at the moment, she was very real. apparently, you and her were streaming at the same time, and your followers raided her stream telling her she was reading about you. her curiosity was obviously piqued, and why would she NOT join the stream?

- creeperewman: im definitely real!

- the text on your screen literally made your stomach fall into your ass. you stood up and legit just walked out of the room, camera still on. was she there the whole time???

- creeperewman: aww 😞 where’d she go she’s so badddd

- you eventually returned after a minute of calming yourself down, and low and behold, she gifted you 100 subs and followed you on instagram.

- she was definitely very real!! and that fanfic was…lore accurate. to say the least 😊

- after you two started dating, the two of you would often show up on eachothers streams. ellie, teaching you how to play cod, and you, reading with her.

- she secretly loves reading the fics people write about her and making fun of them, and every time you stream with her shes “subtly” hinting that you should read about her

sitting there pulling on her collar, looking away like “gee, wonder who you’re gonna pick today” with the worst fake laugh ever.

- “ellie can barely ride a scooter, idk why she’s in the mafia rn…” “you fall off ONE TIME and all of a sudden you cant ride a scooter. bullshit.”

- she makes fun of all the dumb pet names like “babygirl” and “darling” and randomly calls you them and bursts out laughing

- you still read those fics when you’re bored sometimes. and ellie MERCILESSLY makes fun of you for it

“yknow, if you missed me that bad, you should’ve just told me.”

#streamer!ellie #ellie williams au #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x f!reader #ellie williams x black!reader #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams

[imadhatt3r]

You know what? That one line from that Phantom Liberty ending where V can call Johnny a "big ol' softie"? They're right. They're absolutely right.

Johnny is a softie. He goofs off on multiple occasions in V's field of view despite knowing that nobody can see him, probably to his own and V's amusement. He screams on the rollercoaster and grins like crazy at V. He adores Nibbles. He wanted to check on Kerry when he heard that he was suicidal. He finally took Rogue on that car cinema date and can flirt with her in a goofy way straight out of his favorite "Bushido" movies. He has fun on the reunion concert and gives Kerry his DeLuze Orphean as a goodbye gift. He narrates that one quest like a noir narrator just to mess with V. He understands Barry's grief over his tortoise. He's respectful when watching Joshua's crucifiction. He's nice to Spider Murphy and calls her "Spider". He sheepishly apologizes to Alt in "The Sun" ending. He puffs up his chest when Denny says she misses him. He's fuming over the kids in "Talent Academy" being treated like products, probably because it reminds him of how he was treated in the military. He feels for Solomon Reed because he sees himself in him. He feels for Songbird because her circumstances remind him of V's.

And speaking of, he really loves V. He just loves them so much; He's always on watch for any danger and does his best to give them advice. He promises that he will do everything he can to cure them. He will encourage them to take a break if they're feeling sick. He will attempt the most dangerous stunts to get them to Mikoshi. He promises V to let them wipe him from the Relic and he keeps that promise. He will realize that they're his only loved one left and will ask for the last chance, and when he gets it he does everything he can to make them proud and happy. He accepts their decision no matter what it is, because it's their body and life. His worst fear is getting to live again, but without his friend/partner/soulmate/beloved (depending on interpretation) with him. He's proud to be able to call himself V's friend. He's proud of them. He's sad that he won't be able to see how V will change. He choses to stay calm and positive before he will be innevitably killed so that his beloved V will live to keep them calm and comfort them.

That whole hardass, asshole act? It's a ruse, it's a front, it's a persona he had to put on due to bad childhood, PTSD from being drafted as a teenager, seeing other teenagers die horribly around him, losing his limb and being branded with the Arasaka logo he did his best to scratch out and being tossed into a rockstar life of drinking, drugs and fans when he was likely not much older.

He might fight it, but he will never be the detached, emotionless action hero he wants to be, because that's not at all who he is! I think that his slight grin when V says it is one of relief, that he was able to show his most vulnerable, tender and gentle side to the one person he holds dear and not be punished for it, playfully teased but with clear sympathy on V's part. After decades of struggle with who he is being so different from who he wants to be, he can finally be seen for who he is, and who he would be if his life went oh so differently.

#cyberpunk 2077 #phantom liberty #phantom liberty spoilers #Johnny Silverhand #silverv #hatter blathers #hatter writes meta #i had these thoughts since the base game but pl finally added that one last puzzle to it #its literally like two sentences but its a key that unlocks his characterisation

[sweetchildcloud]

How Alastor would be as a boyfriend/lover

Pairing: Alastor x A!Reader

Tags:fluff,cute,maybe OOC?[out of character],kisses,pecks,snuggling.

P.S: this is my first time writing about Alastor so im sorry if its not good :/

A/N: this picture is how Alastor will look at his SO and nobody can change my mind

Alastor is a very devoted lover and would often do thoughtful and charming things for you like leaving flowers on your doorstep (even tough you both stay at Hazbin Hotel in the same room) or cooking elaborate and delicious meals for you.

He never really strayed from his polite, elegant demeanor or charmingly cocky smile, and seems to truly care for you a great deal. (everyvone at the hotel will always look at you with a stunned look because the radio demon actually fell in love with someone?)

You loved how sweet and kind he was to you and how charmingly adorable he was as well.

He would often shower you with gifts (of stuff you like) and affection like holding hands and quick pecks on the cheek.

You can always rely on him to lift up your spirits whenever you felt down.

You two had a very healthy and happy relationship and brought out the best in each other.

When you two got home [Hazbin Hotel] from dates, you would often watch anime together[the most gruesome ones the better] while snuggling and discussing the episodes.

You especially loved how he would let you hold his fluffy tail and play with it whenever you wanted to and you would always told him how fluffy it felt [obviously in the privacy of your own room,who wants to see the all mighty and scary radio demon...being cuddles by their SO with his tail? probably killing them on spot so that they will not tell anyone]

He would make you hot chocolate and bring blankets to cuddle with on cold days.

On holidays like Valentines day, he would get you elaborate boxes of chocolate covered strawberries, and take you on romantic walks in the forest of his room where the two of you would hold hands, talk about your dreams and hopes, and enjoy the beauty of nature together.

His ears would flatten whenever he was in a playful mood, and they certainly seemed very fluffy. They often brushed against your face whenever he leaned close, and the feeling of his soft ears against your cheeks always made you smile.

Alastor would often let you play with his fluffy ears and would sometimes rub you head affectionately adding a peck on the cheek in return. His ears were soft and adorable to pet, and you really enjoy stroking and touching them whenever he let you. [I LOVE WHEN HIS EARS FLICKERS LIKE UGHHH]

Whenever you two have a disagreement and you start arguing, he becomes very calm and stoic. He is not easily provoked and is able to keep his composure even when you are angry and arguing at him. He never raises his voice or shouts at you, and rarely even scolds you. Instead, he listens to you calmly, tries to see your point of view and eventually tries to find a solution that works for both of you. He is a patient and understanding partner who values harmony and communication.[since he's the radio demon and stuff and radio is communicating trough words]

He recognizes that arguing and fighting is natural in any relationship, but he also realizes that it is not the best way to resolve issues. Instead, he seeks to find common ground with you and to find a compromise that works for both of you. He is also quite good at apologizing when he made mistakes, and is willing to accept his share of the blame whenever the issue was on his end as well.

But in situations where things escalate and you start to get overwhelmed and emotional, he will immediatly stop and comforting you and try to calm you down in a gentle manner. He will be very understanding and comforting, stroking your hair and holding you tightly, whispering soothing and calming words into your ear and even offering to make you a cup of hot tea.

 Alastor is very protective of you, since he had developed a very deep and abiding love for you. He is quick to defend you from others and will do whatever it takes to protect you.

He is a very powerful demon and when he is very angry or feels that someone has hurt you, he becomes very vicious and ruthless.

He has a fierce temper when he fels that anyone threatens to harm the ones he cared about, you most of all. The thought of someone even attempting to harm you incensed him and filled him with a burning rage. This trait is one of the things that you loved about him as you feel secure and safe with him.

When Alastor is upset or angry, his smile never fades from his cheeks but it shifts into a psychotic grin that frightens many,but not you. His eyes become hollow and cold, his breathing becomes rapid and his grin seems even wider than before. He gives off an air of menace and it is clear he is about to go on the attack. In this state, He often seems unhinged and out of control, but it is clear he still remains calculating and calm underneath. This state of his is frightening to many other demons, who tend to avoid him when he is like this.

When you're sick, he does his best to take care of you. He will cook you hot soup, brew you tea, bring you fresh water bottles and even rub your back and wipe your forehead to keep you comfortable. He is very attentive and caring when you are feeling ill and he will do everything he can to help you recover quickly and smoothly.

He will also do his best to entertain you while you are in bed, showing you all his favorite movies or programs [on his old tv],radio talking, joking around to make you laugh and even reading all the best books to you. [he will end up falling asleep cradling you on your bed,the radio will play 30' music,as Charlie gasps soflty saying how cute the two fo you looked as Vaggie tries to drags her gf away to do not disturb you.]

i hope you liked this and if you want more tell me and if you have doubts or questions if in the era of Alastor there were TVs, yes there were TVs at that time as the first TV was created in 1927 and he was killed in 1933.

i think Alastor would love old tvs unitl 1970 or 1980 because the others will remind him of Vox XD.

#hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader #fluffy #lovers #couple #romantic #couple goals #passion #affection #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #writer blog #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #writerscommunity #foryou #cutemeltdown #artists on tumblr #cuddling & snuggling #warm and snuggly #headcanon #alastor headcanons #alastor fluff #hazbin hotel x reader

[elvestoneanzelote1]

𝐀:𝐧- 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝗼! 𝐇𝗼𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥?

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝗼𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝗼 𝗼𝐟 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 (𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝗼𝐧𝐢𝐜) 𝐱 𝐄𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫!

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐱 (𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫) 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

𝐀𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝗼𝗺𝐞𝗼𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝗼, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐬... 𝐖𝗼𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐚.

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝗼𝗼𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝗼 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐭!

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 1 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

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Looking after Dazai was never a trouble for you or so you try to... Reassure yourself.

The Tainted blood painted on his face, his eyes dully walking at the doorstep of a shared house.

The house wasn't big... Well, more likely two buildings but there were at least six rooms. Precisely a room of yours and the other room for Dazai yet, he rarely goes to his room.

Even if he came home he would only stay beside you and at night he goes out again. In the morning he let himself sleep on your lap after the breakfast.

The concern you were as Port Mafia was not... So liking for you.

But who were you to tell him to quit it after all you... Didn't even come and visit him when he was just... 10-13 years old for Christmas nor vacations.

Perhaps it was Guilt on your part that made you stay and take care of him whenever he came home, tired.

The door opens as you gently smile at him, unlike the bandage on his eye isn't there today... His eyes held some sort of emotions that you couldn't recognise.

"Osamu?" You approached him as he closed the door behind him.

His long coat falls to the floor as he tackles himself onto you.

His hands tremble as he just tightly hugs you

Clearly confused, you hug him back comforting him with your warm smile and soft whispers.

"What happen... Osamu?"

"Y/n-neesan... Odasaku... He... Died and... I was too late..." Muttered Dazai as your eyes widened a bit as you recognized who that man he is mentioning.

Sakunosuke Oda is a man who doesn't kill people despite being in Port Mafia... He... Was a good friend no... Closes friend for Dazai... No wonder he seems so... Saddened.

"..." Your words was silence as you don't know what to say.

But for Dazai this pain makes him realise that... One day if he doesn't protect you... His sister who adopted him despite the people viewed him nothing.

You came back searching for him... Even if he was in port mafia.

You loved him dearly... But... He feared that love for him will disappear.

What if... You die like how- no he can't let you die... He have to take you with him right?

The only possible way is... You hide somewhere save...

"Y/n-neesan... "

"Yes, Osamu?"

"I'm going to leave... Soon"

"Oh? For how many days?"

"Until... My crime records are erased..."

"You... Are"

He nod as his hold on you tightens again as he let his face burried onto your chest.

"Yeah... But... There is possibility that the others will find you and-"

"I will be fine, Osamu"

"...but"

"No one will know... As my ability exist... Rest assure"

"B-but... What if... They and I wasn't there to-"

"I will be fine... Osamu... You can leave..."

He let you stroke his hair as the night went by as he stays in your embrace and warmed.

Without another word he left at midnight not... Another word but only a letter that he left.

You sighed out as you watch the sun rise from the east.

Lighting up the room of yours as you hold the letter.

A knock at the door makes your thought a halt.

"Seems like... Osamu was correct... Huh?"

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At the door was surprisingly it was the ginger hair male.

His eyes flickered onto yours as you gently smiled and let him in.

"Did that bastard came home... yesterday?"

"Am afraid... He didn't"

"...unbelievable lie... That Mackarel will come no matter what to you"

"You are indeed very much sure of... I guess that makes you his ally."

Chuuya huffed in annoyance as he side-glanced at you who held a gentle calm aura surrounding you.

'Are they even related to each other?' Thought Chuuya in suspicion which you took notice of and eventually told him about you and Dazai relation.

You adopted him when you were 16 of age around quiet... Illegal but you eventually work in illegal stuff either way.

"So, Why are you here for?"

"Just to see if... you left too"

"Huh?"

"That bastard sure is attach to you, I... Assume he took you with you"

"Do you... Want tea and strawberry cake? I eventually got it yesterday and it is still early morning you arrive so why not a slight breakfast?"

Chuuya just nod as he kept an watchful eyes on you.

Despite your nature being sweet... But he knows that... Perhaps you are somewhat forcing yourself to stay... With Dazai... Maybe Guilt? He doesn't know nor he care.

The weird thing is your ability had the power to erase complete evidence more likely relations or sort... So he wasn't shocked when the others didn't find anything relating to you been related to Dazai of sort.

He knows it for he was partnered with Dazai in most mission.

Perhaps even the boss who only sent him to keep a watchful eye on you.

But this eventually led... To something more deep fondness towards you.

He keep an eye on you by visiting you... Most of time and even keep in tract with your phone and whom you are meeting until.

This eventually lead him to keep an eye on you... Way personal then he should.

Yes, he respects you as you are two or three years older than him.

He envies those who gradually approach you... As he himself have to keep a tract on when to visit you.

If he repeatly visits you... You may get suspicious of his actions.

It was troublesome for him that you are not that naive of sort... Perhaps that's the reason why you adopt Dazai.

Mind thinks alike personality of sort.

To be honest Dazai did return... When Chuuya eventually had an oversee work to do for a month or two.

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Dazai was relief to find you save in your house and welcomes him happily too!

Oh how he miss your embrace and warm!

All this two years of torture ended and he was a changed man well trying to be.

"What do you mean... Mori-san and Ginger bread visit you?"

"Yeah... Chuuya was eventually just keeping an eye on me because you both are close friends perhaps he view me as an older sister too-"

"You are my Elder sister not his" said Dazai as you chuckle slightly.

To be honest you... were hoping Dazai was changed a bit to better but... His tone still makes you worried of his protectiveness towards you.

"But why does Mori-san visit... Are you harmed anywhere neesan?"

"No, I wasn't... He often come with the young girl Elise was it? She is very adorable girl"

"Did they harm you?"

"No? I was shocked too that he didn't just take me to the port mafia torture room to spill anything about you... But he didn't"

'What is Mori-san thinking?' thought Dazai as he hold both of your hands firmly alarming you.

"Osamu?"

"Neesan, Leave this house and settle with me in agency compartment"

"...b-but why?"

"Just live with me... Don't you miss me too? Siblings stick together so you will stay with me, alright?"

He wasn't asking he was ordering you.

You knew.

You already did once... Obey him and let him stay with you...

But never had you ever leave your house peacefully.

Hopefully this time will change right?

But you didn't want to leave this house... It held memories of... Your mother and you.

Before you adopted Dazai your mother was fond of him... She wanted to adopt him much earlier but... She passed away.

Perhaps that is the reason why you oblige while staring at his brown eyes that held desperation.

Those eyes that melt your mother heart.

And those eyes that... You want to fulfil your mother wish.

Of been a good elder sister.

"Alright... I will live in with you by tomorrow or-"

"Today"

"What?"

"I said, today!"

"But Osamu I still need-"

"Just pack your clothes and live with me! No need of those furnitures of sort! After knowing that the port mafia boss visit you and even that shorty visit you I can't let you stay here"

"Osamu..." You muttered a bit conflicted by his words as he seems so... Desperate for you to oblidge his order.

But today you won't obey his order or his demands... After all this is your house with your mother memories in it.

And he is telling to just pack the clothes and leave? You can't just leave those... Furniture's that costs a ton!

"No..."

"Huh?"

"I will do packing tomorrow and settle after it"

"But neesan! Your life-"

"My life was never in danger before you came... Osamu I have to packed those furniture at least... Some of it"

"..."

He frown resembling how some things doesn't change.

"...then I will help you packed"

"You will?"

"Yeah, Even if I hate doing work but the faster we finish packing the earlier you and I will be together!"

You smile gently but deep down you feel an eerie feeling creep into your mind.

That... Perhaps your freedom is more narrowly cut down... If you live with Dazai.

And perhaps he will be more dependent and clingy towards you.

you must not let him control everything in your life.

You won't.

You won't let that happen even if it means straining of you and his bond.

After all... Your an elder sister... An independent woman who raised Dazai as your own brother.

And you will make sure... That there will be terms listed for both of you... For your own... Freedom.

"Also, will I be able to meet your colleague?" You asked gently as Dazai paused on keeping away your stuff in the cartoon.

"They... Are not that important neesan, You should only concentrate on me, after all siblings bonds should be stronger then anything else!"

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A:n- that's all good day/night to all!

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[iwas-princess]

hihihi can I plzpkzplzpkz have iwaizumi hajime w a oikawas little sister!reader

iwaizumi hajime • my pride and joy

genre: fluff/suggestive

“babe, should we bring the watermelon or beer?” hajime called from the kitchen. his eyes were fixated on the brand new bottle of wine in his hands as he read the label curiously, a crease forming between his brows and a frown on his lips giving away his current emotion.

“um, i think kawa is going to bring the watermelons.” you answered as you entered the room after getting ready in the bedroom. “wait, no- matsukawa is.”

“so beer it is.” he sighed before settling the bottle into the open tote bag on the counter, his attention having yet to travel on you ever since you walked in.

“sorry.” you apologetically mumbled, watching his back muscles contort briefly when he set the wine down.

your prideful older brother, toru, was hosting a celebratory cookout in honor of his departure to argentina next week, gathering everyone he had ever met in his luxurious backyard this evening.

you were already practically sick that he would be so far away from you for a pretty large period of time, and this crowded get together didn’t help calm your nerves. if you weren’t dating his best friend, you easily could have gotten away with not attending and rescheduling with him in the morning to go out for lunch instead. but, iwaizumi persisted that you both go, reasoning that it would ‘matter more in the future’ and ‘you’re his favorite person, you have to go’. it was pathetic how well you listened to him, you decided.

his breath hitched as he turned around and caught sight of you, suddenly feeling anxious for the following few hours with you and two hundred other people. hajime always knew you were gorgeous, even as a child, but it never failed to take his breath away at how well you cleaned up.

“hey, sexy.” he mumbled under his breath before cockily leaning against the marble counter and shamelessly checking you out.

your cheeks heated at his attention, his predatory gaze and sly smirk making your sundress feel suddenly tight. you knew it was one of his favorites, but had faith that he would try to keep it together just for today— even at home. but, obviously you were too hopeful because now he’s practically drooling on his shirt.

“haji, wait until we get home before you start flirting. you’re only going to work yourself up with no relief.”

he groaned like a angsty teenager, throwing his head back dramatically at your denial. he understood why, of course, given that you both were staying at oikawa’s until the later when party had ended, but he still found himself slightly disappointed. it would be hours until you arrived home, hours of other people gawking at you while trying to hide from hajime’s view to avoid getting killed and he really wasn’t in the mood to watch you cry as he and toru argued over a ruined party.

since childhood, iwaizumi had been scarily protective of you, even more so than your own brother. everyone was terrified of him when it came to you, and even though you were hot, they all knew better than to pay you any mind. any more than a quick ‘hi’ would send them home battered and sulking, and absolutely no one planned on that fate tonight.

but, he was sure someone would try to tempt him with the way that dress hugged your curves.

“oh, stop acting like a child. you’ll get your fix on the car ride home— if you’re good.” you placed a quick kiss to his jaw for reassurance as you left the room once more, heading to the bathroom to finish your makeup.

good, he’ll be indeed.

—

the party was chaotic, just as you and hajime had suspected. your brother’s two acer backyard was filled with far more people than he had claimed he invited, and the many conversations overlapped each other loudly.

it was gorgeous though, the decorators sure outdid themselves with the many yards of fairy lights that hung over everyone’s heads and the floral arrangements took all of the guest’s breath away as they entered. drinks were in each hand, the variety being either a wine glass or a beer bottle, most picking the former.

tonight, you and iwaizumi chose to stay near the gazebo where oikawa and his fiancé stood as they greeted all of the guests and old friends of his with large smiles on their faces. most old high school teammates would make their way over to you two next, itching to catch up with the former ace and his girlfriend— his captain’s baby sister.

all of sejioh remembers the infamous oikawa y/n, the girl who was very off limits but everyone wanted, especially her brother’s teammates. it had been a common locker room joke that she would marry one of them someday, and they would gush about how great of a wife she’d be. iwaizumi would often find himself in a good amount of trouble afterward for getting physical with whoever would bring it up, or take of too far, and you had never loved him more than when you heard all of those stories.

“i just can’t believe that you were her pick.” an old teammate shook his head in disbelief as he downed his wine. “i mean, don’t get me wrong, iwa, i’m not surprised you were in love with her, especially after all of those punches i got back then, but wow. i’m just shocked she chose you and not hanamakki. they were good friends there for a while, y’know?”

you could practically feeling the anger fuming off of your boyfriend as your arms linked with him, his tan skin feeling clammy and heated against yours. his face was slightly red, tinted with light frustration from his old friend’s tipsy ramble. it was his second glass, and he had been talking both of your ears off for an hour now about ‘the good old days’. you wouldn’t have minded if hajime hadn’t felt so stiff and hot with each word the man spoke.

“yeah, well, i guess i was more her type than makki.” he shrugged, trying his best to come off as unbothered. “right, babe?”

you nodded, flashing a tight smile at his forced tone.

the flex of his arm as it suddenly tucked you closer to him caused a wave of need to flash through you, his possessiveness and strength making him even more attractive tonight.

you glanced at his face, but soon regretted it once you found that you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. he was a hunk, his face flushed slightly out of aggravation and lips in a very forced smile, as if he was trying his best not to frown angrily. you’ve always thought his hotheaded nature was attractive but tonight, it had done something entirely different to you.

you didn’t feel the insatiable need to tear his clothes off, or makeout with him in the bathroom until you both got caught— you felt proud.

proud that you had been lucky enough to find someone so obsessed with you that the mention of your ‘choice’ had him fuming and tightly trapping your arm in his.

also, so very proud that he was trying his best to appear far more positive than he actually felt, an accomplishment that he had never been able to achieve. but for you, he did.

and you had never felt so perfect for him than now.

“yep, definitely my type.”

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[justsomegdude]

Pass the time.

Leader!Negan x Alexandria!Gn!Reader

summary: Negan visits alexandria for his weekly supply and decides to flirt with y/n to pass the time.

warning: Negan is a warning in himself, sexual tension!

A/N: Who knows i might make a part two to this. i wrote all of this today because i felt bad that i hadn’t posted since last month!

The weeks seem to just play on repeat when Negan comes to visit. He pesters Rick, Gets his men to get the supplies, Sometimes dealing with conflict depending on what happens in the day. As the familiar sounds of trucks come into earshot, Alexandria’s residents went silent and most went inside houses instantly, The kids rounded up by their parents and forced inside too.

You stopped caring about hiding from Negan weeks ago now, before anytime you saw his face you would remember the ones who you lost by his hands, rather by his ‘most precious lucille’s’ hands. Now? You don’t think about what you’ve lost by him, instead about what you could still lose. You’re close to Rick and his family since you’ve been in his group for years now. So you always make sure Carl and Judith aren’t in harms way.

The gates were opened by spencer, to allow Negan and his men to step foot inside. Familiar whistle ringing through your ears, you turn away to stay on the porch of the house you were gratefully allowed to stay in. If someone needed you, they’d come to find you. You watched Negans men start spreading out into a few groups going to the only places they really take from now, The pantry being the most common. Although it is rare for them to venture into the infirmary, weaponry, or houses, they’ll do it every so often.

Your eyes connected with Negans accidentally. You groan to yourself that he was most likely watching you for a minute before you noticed. Now you wish you’d just stay inside, hoping that he wouldn’t come up. Your prayer was answered and somehow, Negan didn’t come up to you. Instead he strutted over to the pantry along with Rick close but clearly at distance. Sometime you wonder how Negan took Rick by the balls and twisted him into submission.

He used to never be anything but the leader since you met him at the farm. When he was diffusing conflict, helping hershel, beth, maggie, even me. Or how he had killed Shane the night the barn was burned down.. He was always meant to be a leader, so how Negan took control of Rick, it was scary in a way.

You didn’t even realize you started day dreaming until you heard noises, loud noises, from over at the pantry. Instantly standing up to get a good view, Negan seemed to be upset at Olivia, that poor girl. A slow pace towards the pantry to see what’s happening.

“Why can’t you do your job right?” Negans voice spoke menacingly as he leaned in, more so over, Olivia to scare her. Rick was seen near Olivia trying to get Negan to calm down. “Rick, you should really consider a new manager of the food around here, clearly she doesn’t take enough responsibility!”

Your eyebrows furrowed, quickening your pace a little so you were a few feet away from Negan, and Rick. “What’s happening?” You spoke.

Negan turned on his heels towards you. “Little miss manager-of-food, over here didn’t count her supplies correctly!” He said fast, looking back at Rick, then Olivia. “You’re lucky i’m feeling generous today, or else i’d do something physical about this.” Negan seemed more frustrated rather than angry, of course he didn’t care if there was a missing can, he just hated how often people around here wouldn’t do their jobs correctly. “I’m taking an extra can for this… waste of time.” Negan snapped and his men were instantly on it and grabbed an extra can, along with the others already taken and left in a hurry towards the trucks.

You hated this little game Negan played at, his boundaries were but also weren’t set. You wanted to speak up, tell him off, but of course you knew better.

“I’ll be taking a trip to the infirmary next week. If the person who works there, messes up, someone will die.” Negan spoke firmly and with that turned on his heels and walked towards his trucks. Your eyes connect with Ricks, and then you looked at Olivia.

Rick was the next to leave towards the gate, probably the one to close it behind the saviors today. Olivia was crying, she was so sensitive you felt bad for her. “Olivia…” You said her name quietly and went over to put your hand on her shoulder. “It’s just Negan being Negan, you don’t have to cry over it..” You put on the best reassuring voice you could. Olivia nodded and wiped her tears.

“I swear i counted correctly this time..” Olivia’s voice was cracking, and soft. She meant it, and you felt bad for her.

“Hey it’s—“ you were cutoff by someone yelling your name. “Sorry Olivia gotta check on what that’s about-“ With that you left with a quick pace towards the yell, the main gate.

“Y/N!” Yelled again, now closer you knew the root of the noise. Rick. Now jobbing over towards Rick. The gate was closed and the trucks were gone, the saviors already left. “y/n.” He spoke lowly. “We got a team heading out in a few hours for a supply run nearby, i’m going with. I need you to stay with Carl and Judith for me, okay?” Rick smiled. This wasn’t a reason to yell your name, so you softly shook your head and pinched the bridge of your nose. “I didn’t know if you were still at the pantry or not, sorry if it seemed like i was in need.”

With a sigh you looked back up at Rick. “Yeah i can watch them. Come find me next time, thought i was in trouble or someone else was.” He nodded in understanding. “I gotta get to the infirmary, check on those supplies for next week’s visit from Negan, come by when you’re leaving so i can head over.

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As you sat down in your chair at the infirmary, checking over supplies. You weren’t like Olivia, you’d triple check everything even when one thing is added to the supply, you’ll check everything again. It was one of the things to cure your boredom or when, cases like this, happen. Your feet propped up on your desk while there was a box in your lap. You organize everything about twice a week now. It was just a way to pass time. Sitting at your desk for hours now, you lost track of time until there was a knock at your door, writing down the count you had, and then separating the counted vs uncounted so you could finish later.

“y/n?” Rick voice was heard as you walked towards the door. The door creaked while you opened it. “Hey! We’re getting ready to leave in a few minutes here, you got-“ You cut him off.

“Watch over Carl and Judith, yep!” You smiled, and grabbed your notebook from your desk. “I’ll head over now.” Ricks hand went to your shoulder.

“Thanks y/n, i know i can count on you.” Rick spoke, leaving shortly before you did.

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Over the week, since Negans visit, you’ve checked the infirmary multiple times. You didn’t want to lose anyone. Negans patterns on showing up varied, sometimes he’ll show up days early, or days later. Shocking enough, he visited exactly a week from lasts visit. He had to mean business on what he said with the stock. Quickly making your way to the infirmary, to avoid them going through it without you.

Once inside the infirmary, and since you already checked the stock many.. many times, you sat on your desk and were just doodling in your notebook. You kept that notebook on you almost all the time, there were doodles and sayings, but you also kept things special to you written in it, people’s names, items from your childhood, it was just a reminder for yourself that there are good things to think about in this new world.

You heard a knock at the door, assuming it was Rick you just said, “Come in.”, still doodling in your book. Once the door opened the footsteps that followed were heavier than Ricks. Your eyes shot up and instantly connected with the man just a few feet from you. Negan. “oh, i thought-“ You started but it would sound dumb so you didn’t finish. Closing your notebook and setting it aside.

“You thought..?” Negans eyebrows raise as he takes a slow, dragging, walk over to you. Intimidation tactic that didn’t quite work on you.

“I thought you were Rick.” You spoke truthfully, you didn’t have a reason to lie, but you did have a reason not to tell him. He nodded and leaned against your desk.

There was an uncomfortable silence. How to stop it, not sure. You felt him staring so you looked up at him. connecting with his hazel eyes, that you damned yourself for realizing the color of. “So Ricky the Pricky got you doing infirmary work?” Negans voice filled up the silence, you couldn’t tell if silence or his voice were worse.

“I enjoy it, and am probably the only one to actually know what they’re doing.. so yeah?” You said back, finally forcing your eyes out the window instead of at him.

Your peripheral though, kept him in view. you saw his face rise up and you glanced at him. he was smirking. Knowing a stupid remark was coming. “Are you calm around me, or are you just the shy type?” That wasn’t that you expected of him.

“What?” Your eyebrows stitch together as you looked back at him, this time his eyes trained on the floor.

He clicked his tongue before talking again. “most people here, would be glaring up a storm. talking me out of being in the same room as them.“ He finally met your eyes. He was smiling, his stupid usual smile. “Hell, some would flip me the bird by now. Not you, why?” He was one for always keeping eye contact, so you did too.

You took a little longer to answer, thinking of an appropriate response. “I don’t know.” You shrugged. What were you supposed to say? The reason people cower away is because well.. they’re cowards. You’ve been put in situation and Negan, as intimidating as he is to eveyrone, doesn’t intimidate you. “Why should i be scared, when all you’re doing is sitting… well leaning, next to me.” Was all the reason you could muster up.

This made Negan let out a laugh. “Honestly i’d get upset if you were scared of me.. you’re such a pretty (girl/boy) I mean, why would i want someone like you scared of me?” He flirted, you don’t know if it was to purposely make you uncomfortable, or just him being bored, hell maybe he just wanted to flirt with you. you didn’t know. Finally breaking eye contact to look down. “Ah, did i strike a little sensitive spot? can’t handle being complimented?” Negan was talking in a way that made you feel like you were being made fun of. He was just playing his game, this wasn’t anything to do with you in specific.

Your view was set onto the floor under your feet. Not looking back up at him. You didn’t want to reply until he took a gentle grasp of your jaw and made you look at him. “Don’t get all shy now.” His voice was low and raspy, purposely sending a shiver down your spine. He kept his firm grip, and stared into your eyes.

“I..” you started quietly, you don’t know what to say. “It was just..” You paused, not knowing how to word it. “I just don’t get compliments a lot, and it’s weird coming from you..” You spoke truthfully.

He hummed quietly, nodding. Still not letting go of your jaw. He wanted you to look at him. “You’re trembling.” He smirked, you didn’t even realize but when you did your mouth opened to say something, but Negan being faster. “I bet i could get you wrapped around my finger if i tried. Compliment you more.” His smirk increased as he leaned in. it was only teasing.. he’d never actually kiss you.

“Negan..” You whispered his name. He shushed you, his hand moving from grasping your jaw into pinching your chin in between his pointer and thumb. He lifted your head up a little.

Negan moved his body to standing before you, his grip still just as firm. Subconsciously your legs separated as you leaned back just a little, a way to get further away from him. He took this as an invitation, stepping in between your legs. His hand went to the table right next to your hip, leaning over you now.

“Do i scare you y/n y/l/n?” Negan spoke. Your breathing quickened. Maybe you were uncomfortable, or maybe you somehow found this attractive. He leaned over just a little more, his thighs rubbing against yours a bit.

Negan licked his lips. “No.. of course not.” You spoke, less firm than you wanted too. “I’m just…” You actually didn’t know what to say.

Negans hand slid from the table onto your thigh. His eyes went to his own hand before back to your eyes. “so if you’re not scared.. why is your breath heavy?” He smirked, knowing how he affected you.

Your eyes went to his arm, since his hand was still on your chin you couldn’t quite look completely at where his hand laid. Negan finally let go of your chin. No response from you.

“Speak when spoken to.” He spoke, you leaned up to sit a little more comfortably, even though getting closer to Negan. His thumb rubbed your thigh, made you even more speechless.

“I’m.. awkward, under the circumstances.” you whispered, you watched his thumb rub at your thigh. “Why are you doing this..?” You tilted your head.

He leaned closer now your lips only a few inches apart. “Because you’re letting me.” His gripped your thigh now instead of rubbing it. No one’s touched you like this and you didn’t know how to react. “Can i kiss you?” His voice was quiet, his eyes weren’t looking away from your lips.

You didn’t know, you wanted it but remembering who he was your hand went to his chest and gently pushed him back. “This is a bad idea.” Negan only smirked at your response. His hand stoped holding your thigh, grabbing the bottles of medicine and stepping back.

“Well i hope to see you around y/n. Keep me and what i just did in your thoughts.” He winked, leaving the infirmary. Instant regret with how you just rejected something that you most definitely wanted. You damned yourself for being scared.

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[nrdmssgs]

Price comforting reader

Masterlist

Comforting series: Soap comforting reader König comforting reader

Hurt/comfort, fluff

Pairing: John Price x reader

Summary: You wake up from the nightmare, understanding, this is yet another night, when you won't be able to fall asleep again.

TW: reader has a PTSD, mentions of civilian surviving the aftermath of hostilities

AN: to my friend D. I miss you.

Third night in a row. This was becoming too much. You awoke with a heartbeat throbbing in your throat, echoing somewhere in between the temples. Only your hands clutching on a pillow are keeping your body from trembling of horror. 

White stars, sharp shards of white light descended on the city in a wide arc. You expected that the rumble of a volley was about to reach you. But there was silence all around. A deafening, painful silence. 

For others this could be a nice dream: watching the fireworks from your bedroom window. But not for you, because that window, that bedroom, that house and that part of the city were no more there.

Although it was so long ago, that you've got used to your new view out of the bedroom window, these nightmares of your previous life still haunted you. It didn't happen every single night - sometimes you even had full months without bad dreams. But they always came back sooner or later. 

This time it was particularly bad. You did everything, the doctors prescripted you to do: sport, walks before bedtime, chamomile tea with mint, medication. You even managed to start having that smartphone-free hour before bed.

Ok, to be absolutely honest: John managed to get you to put your phone down a couple of hours before bed. And all the week that he stayed with you, you repeated the same ritual. In the evening, he sat on the sofa next to you and held out his open palm.

“You know the drill, love: doomscrolling ends in a minute. One way or another. You can make it easy for yourself if you cooperate.” For the last three evenings, you didn't cooperate. But Price had his ways to make you forget, you even had a smartphone in your hand just 10 minutes earlier.

So you both did everything possible to get you relaxed and tired by the end of the day. Sadly, it didn't help.

You've slept at most 10 hours in total over the past 3 days. But what made you outrageous: John barely slept too, as he was up the very next second after you whimpered in your sleep. You still didn’t understand what happened, you didn’t wake up from a nightmare fully, and his hands were already wrapped around you.

“Sh-h-h, love, you're safe, you are safe, it's just a dream. Come on, breathe for me. Yes, just like that. Very good. Nice and deep inhale, now hold it for a few seconds and an exhale. I'm right here, you are safe with me. This won't happen ever again, I'll make sure of that.”

You tried to calm down and go back to sleep. Every time, you tried so hard, but it just didn't work. You ended up too hot, worn out with an aching head, incredibly tired and crushed by guilt as you notice dark circles under John's eyes.

So when you wake up on the third night and see John still sleeping, you sneak out of the bed and sneak into the only place that seems safe to you after such a dream. You stop in the doorway between the kitchen and the hallway and slide down the wall. Then you shrink, curl up and wrap your arms around your knees.

You don't even have enough strength to cry. Your head is killing you, and visions from the nightmare still haunt you. 

Why the hell was everything dead silent in your dream? Just like here now, at this late hour.

The bed creaked a little, and you heard John's footsteps. He found you instantly and already knew what to do. He turned on the table lamp in the next room to illuminate the surrounding space a little, but not to hit the light in your eyes. Hastily returned and sank to the floor next to you.

“Which one this time?” He asks. “The white one.”

He froze for a moment. He wished his military background would never come in handy in his domestic life. At least not in this way.

“I was standing before the window like a complete idiot. I should have run, sought for a place to hide, reach the shelter… And just stood there.” You mumble, dropping your head between your arms. 

John engulfs you, cradles your limp, exhausted body and plants a kiss on your forehead.

“I`m sorry, you must have seen it for a thousand times on your… work. It must be insignificant to you John, please go back and rest. I don't want you to hate me for depriving you of sleep because of such a trifle.”

“Under no circumstance will I ever feel anything like hate, when it comes to you.” His voice is a tad husky after waking up in the middle of the night. “Those animals doing this to you, tearing your home apart, are the ones, for whom I have hate. A lot of it.”

He pulls you closer to keep you warm. “And your health, your wellbeing, is the most important thing out there. Believe me, whatever filth I've seen on a battlefield - it pales in comparison to the mere thought that you are suffering.”

He doesn't rush you off the floor, he gives you time to recover by massaging your wrists and talking softly. John knows that his deep voice has a calming effect on you.

He periodically leans closer to whisper how much he loves you and how much he appreciates every minute spent next to you. Even such a minute when you are both exhausted and sitting on the hard, cold floor.

He rejects all your offers for him to go to sleep alone.

“Go sleep knowing, that you are here in such a state? Not going to happen.”

He takes you to the couch, brings you water, and watches the first lights of the dawn with you. You tuck your face in the crook of his neck and let your worries gradually dissolve.

Maybe this is not the last bout of insomnia in your life. But from now on, you are sure, you'll always John by your side.

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[scribble-dribble-writes]

Plastic Hearts - (13)

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Sometimes you have to choose love.

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He was upset as he turned away from you and it plummeted you into the depths of anxiety. All that free flight that you were enjoying, died, like the wind stopped blowing your way.

“I need you to come with me.”, he said, knowing well that it had the real possibility of killing whatever it was that was growing between you both. But as he took your hand, he was certain of one thing. He could sacrifice being with you but he could not stand by and watch as he lost you again.

“Ok.”, you said as you fetched your bag and turned off the lights. All this could be cleared later, the worry in his eyes were so palpable that you began to wonder what the issue was.

“Is everything alright?”, you asked as you got up, his distant eyes found yours and brought him back to the moment.

“Yeah.”, he said it but it wasn’t believable and he knew how that could have scared you.

“I had a lovely night.”, he drew closer, to cover you with his leather jacket, to give your hand a gentle squeeze as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. He didn’t want that truth to be lost in everything he was about to say.

Actually, as he felt your hand in his and with the sudden awareness setting in, that danger was imminent to this world around him, it began to scare him all the more.

Was he going to have to give you up too?

But he put on a smile and began to head back to his apartment. He had to show you the doomsday meter and tell you about the skates. So he set his mind to it, if he thought about the various other outcomes, he was never going to have the courage to do it.

He walked beside you and held your hand as though it was an anchor, that the gesture was meant more for him, while you were trying to figure out what had spooked him.

Maybe it was you.

Maybe it was something else.

You focused on the concrete in the pavement to stop the nervous thinking from eating you away. His jacket feeling like an extension of him trying it’s best to help you retain your calm.

You got into the elevator that was wide enough to fit two people. He pressed the button to his floor and the doors closed. He was on the tenth floor, but you couldn’t put a handle on the worry you felt.

Was he going to leave?

As he stood there in front of you, watching the numbers change on the dial, you wanted to step forth and loop your arms around him. To hug him like before but instead you just wanted to stay there, in the hopes he might stay longer too.

But the dial chimed and the doors opened, he held out his hand for you to walk out first as he followed you, the sound of keys jiggling in his hand as though it was an ode to the tension in the air. He came to a stop before his unit and unlocked the door.

He went ahead to turn on the lights but somehow seeing him move around in a domestic space was amping the stress all the more, because with every second that passed you were falling in love again and you were scared he wasn’t.

His home was different to what you had thought, it had a lot of horse related artefacts but it was enhanced well with good interior design. The windows from his living room had a wonderful view of the neighborhood. His space had a lot of scented candles that made it smell like a mix of cinnamon and leather.

“I hope you don’t mind the mess.”, he put away his shoes as he waved his hand around even when there was no mess to be found.

“I had to relearn the aspects of housekeeping.”, he chuckled as he made you feel comfortable, asking if you wanted to put away his jacket but you held onto it.

He popped open the double door fridge to get you a drink as he helped himself to a soda too.

You took a seat on the sofa with the cold soda can giving you hope that what it was he wanted to say could not be as catastrophic as you were thinking. But he sat across you instead of by your side and that smile of his was no where to be found. He took a quick sip before he turned to you.

“The skates that brought you here.”, he began and you could feel cold needles of ice pierce through your heart.

“How do you know –

“Brie, those were doomsday skates.”, he continued as though he needed to get this off his chest.

“It's slowly destroying Barbie land and along with it the imagination of all the girls and women on this planet.”, he narrated and your gradual onset of sleepless nights and the lack of dreams fell into place.

“You need to get those skates back to Barbie land as soon as possible, if you wish to save it.”, he held his hands together as his eyes grew distant again.

"If I wish?", you questioned. The news was a shell shock. Your selfish desire has caused the worst disaster.

"What happens if it don’t?", you leaned forward, trying to keep panic at bay

"It fades away forever, erased from history.", he continued.

"No, what happens to you?", you stopped him to ask more precise details.

"I disappear along with it.", he shrugged his shoulders as though he had made peace with the concept.

The panic you wished to keep away flooded your system.

"Without Barbie land, I don’t exist.", he found your eyes, his blue waning to a grey almost as if he believed it.

"But you can.", he said with a fervent tone.

"The skates grant you one wish.", he took another sip and sat back.

"You can choose to be human and start a new life.", he said it to you as though he was relaying new strategy.

"How can you say that?", you grew angry but the sadness was causing tears to flood your eyes.

"I’m just being realistic.", he met your steely gaze with resistance of his own

"About what?", you sniffled throwing your hands around in frustration.

"About how you have a life here.", he said it seriously.

"And you don’t?", you reached out to him but he got up to pace around.

"Brie, I was sent to get you.", He placed the cold can on the side of his forehead to ease the stress.

"That was all this was?", you asked in shock. Unable to believe you had become a fool yet again.

"God, no.", he furrowed his brows.

"No.", he said more calmly.

"I fell in love with the version I was here.", he replied.

"My job, my home and my car.", he had a small smile on his lips.

"The kids, the school ...", He paused his steps but didn't look at you.

"You.", he said softly before he resumed to his walk.

"I want to be here.", he said like it was his dream.

"But I can’t.", the melancholy in his voice was breaking you down.

"I'm not of this place.", he shook his head as he stared out the window.

"That doesn’t make sense.", you challenged his argument and his logic.

"The tunnel plays you an advertisement.", he stated and you could understand where all these thoughts were coming from.

"That garbage.", you began to push it away but he shook his head.

"No, Brie.", he caught your attention again.

"I didn’t have one. Just a line, stating if a Barbie chooses to exist then a Ken can.", he found your eyes for a second before looking away defeated.

"So without a Barbie back in Barbie land, I’m a goner anyway.", he downed the contents of his can and chucked it in a Bin with a frustration. Because it wasn't fair.

"I will fade away all the same.", he pursed his lips

"And I know.", he glanced back at you. The very sight of you giving him a few extra minutes in life.

"You love it here.", he smiled.

"Do you now?", you answered with sarcasm because how was he to know how it actually was.

"Yeah, Brie. That glow from within you. That’s something Barbieland could never give you.", he pointed his hand at you, his eyes glimmering as he drew closer to you.

"No that's became of you, Ken.", you held his gaze as you said it.

"With you, I feel like the sun. For five years, I lived a life of hopelessness. Struggling to find worth in my work, to discover myself when I’ve been so blind. That the best version of me is the version that exists now.", you explained the truth behind why you truly felt alive.

"Then you take my world by storm only to take it away again?", you couldn't look at him anymore as it stung you.

"You can’t do that to me.", you shook your head.

"What do you want me to do?", he raised his voice in anger, out of hopelessness because this was a dead end. He wasn't the hero of this story. Getting a good ending wasn't in his hands.

"I lose you all the same. All I have are seconds with you when I want it all. Brie, I won’t force you to come back. I know what it’s like to have found an identity to then lose it.", he shook his head with vehemence.

"So this is it?", you looked at him, utterly broken.

"I guess so.", he said it half heartedly.

"So these past few days have all been a lie?", you couldn't believe it, you didn't want to believe it. Not when it felt so true and real.

But He found your gaze and eyes flicked like blue flame.

"No. I craved the real thing, Brie. I had fallen in love with you the moment I knew I had lost you. And for the next five years, I hated myself for not choosing you sooner. I spent every day and night scourging the streets of this city in search of you.", he held on to the sides of the kitchen island because he needed the strength to say the next few words

"Because I love you Brie. That’s all there is to it. I love you. I have loved you and I will continue to. But the choice to save Barbieland is in your hands. And only you can determine if it was worth saving.", he said it as though that was the most purest form of truth he had ever held.

"If I’m worth saving.", you heard him and his eyes pierced your soul.

He wiped out a watch that had a meter on it and placed it in front of him. The needle now at the start of the red zone, it was true.

But it was all too much, all at once, the heavy decision to save Barbieland, to leave this life behind and go back all while getting know that he had loved you all this while.

You needed some time away, cause if you continued to sit here you were going to be sick.

So as he stood by the kitchen, bracing himself, you put away his coat and took your purse. You walked past him, unable to look him in the eye cause if you did you were going to breakdown. He didn't try to stop you and somehow that made it all the more worse.

You walked away and stomped down the corridor, upset and angry, pressing the elevator button to call it to the floor you were in. But the truth of his words sunk in. That you stood to lose him forever this time.

To continue to live in a world that will never have a trace of him.

The elevator chimed it's arrival but you turned away from it. You ran down the corridor, this time, you weren’t going to run away. That here you could own up to your feelings, that you could have everything you wished for. So you didn’t have to chose between yourself and love. You could have both.

You stood in front of his door, you held your fist up to knock but the door opened on his own.

He had his jacket on halfway as though he was coming to chase after you. His eyes widened with surprise as you stood there.

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[lauriegraham01]

i know you

pairings: will graham x gn!reader

summary: wills just been released from the baltimore state hospital for the criminally insane, he's lost parts of himself and you try to calm him through the storm that is his mind.

wc: 1,202

a/n: inspo from two songs actually: bobby by alex g, i know you by faye webster, and maybe a line of maroon by ts.

will, you have been my rare gift in this life- <3

It's been four days since Will had been released from the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane.

Not even within the hour of being released, Jack Crawford had him back on the field. You added to your list of grievances against Jack when Beverly shot you a text saying Will was working on the case of Miriam Lass. You felt defeated as one of the poisons in Will's life had managed to seep his way in again.

Jack wouldn't allow you to visit Will while he was admitted. He said your personal relationship would interfere with the case against him. As your boss, you knew he was in the right, but as someone who also knew Will, he knew the harm he was doing by placing you out of reach.

When Jack came to your office to tell you of Will's attempt on murdering Hannibal, he had expected any other reaction then the one you had given.

"He's been telling you from the start Jack but you won't listen." Looking up at him you see the unamused look on his face from where he stands towering over your desk.

"What are you implying then?" Leaning over he gets closer as he carries an edge in his voice. You know an intimidation tactic when you see one and you remain unphased underneath his gaze.

"You kill Hannibal, you kill the Chesapeake Ripper. Once you see the murders have you stopped, then you'll believe that it was Hannibal all this time."

You get up from your desk and grab your coat as you make way for the door before granting him one last look.

"Just like Will has been telling you."

Now Will's home, but he's not. After spending a few months locked away as a pawn in somebody else's game, he came back a different man. He lost a piece of himself every day. As everyone turned against him, and without having you as an anchor, he questioned his mind, his sanity, and his reality.

Right now you both sat side by side on the front porch of the farmhouse as you watched the dog's play around in the snow. You never thought that you would get this back, to be able to feel things were normal for even a second and Will wasn't battling forces of evil that were far too intricate for you to comprehend.

"I missed this," you break the silence that hung in the air. " Things feel normal for once."

"I don't think normal is something that I can go back to y/n," his voice came out hoarse, sleep still evident in his throat.

"There's still a chance though, right?" You throw a side glance of him as you bring the cup of your coffee within your hands, up to your lips.

Will stays silent for a while. You weren't sure if even you were waiting for a response, understanding if he didn't. His mind is no longer the way it was months before, operating in an entirely new way as he viewed the world through a different lens.

Yet you remained the same in his eyes. His perfect design. He knew that Jack was punishing him by preventing you from seeing him, and not seeing you for a long time caused irrevocable damage to him. The voices in his head told him that you wouldn't believe him, that you couldn't be with a man as broken as he was, that you didn't love him anymore.

He turned his head to look at your face. As you felt his eyes on you, you met his gaze and he felt his heart swell within his chest. He still felt that rush that surged through him whenever he was near you. Will has loved you through your toughest storms, but he didn't think he was worthy of your undying loyalty, love, and patience.

"Where's your mind at Will?" Voice gentle, afraid that he may shut you out at the sudden curiosity.

"I told everyone Hannibal was a killer...and nobody believed me."

There's a pain so evident in his voice that you've never heard before. An ache so profound so desolate, that it just confirms how it'll be a long time before Will would get even a fraction of his mind back.

"I did," you softly affirmed.

"I do."

"How can you love me?"

"Do you remember when we first met?" His eyebrows scrunch up, not understanding the connection or relevance to the topic at hand. Taking his silence as means to go on, you think back to all those years ago to when you and Will were still in your lunchbox days.

"I grabbed your hand and you tore my dress after I got so upset at the amount of mud that caked at the bottom of it. You've cleaned up so many of my messes over the years Will as I have for you. With you, I've felt things I can't express and I know you've lost your way and made your messes but I'll clean it for you."

You reach out for his hand and with fingers intertwined, he feels a sense of comfort-something that had almost become foreign to him. But of course you were the one to remind him of that feeling, because even after this time you were the candle burning in the bleak of the night. The one shred of hope he had left that there was good in this world, that the raging seas that his mind traveled through would one day calm down to still waters.

"Did you ever lose faith in me?"

"No," you immediately replied.

"I told you a long time ago that I had enough faith for the both of us and I meant it." Squeezing his hand, he took note of how your eyes shifted around as you tried to fight off the intense wave of emotions he knew were consuming you.

"I didn't lose it then even when you tried to have Hannibal killed. I know you had your reasons and I could understand why you did what you did. And there's no way in hell i'm gonna lose it now."

"I love you unforgivably Will, without hesitation." Your voice comes out high pitched towards the end as you felt your throat tightening.

"I'm here regardless of the pain, don't ever tell me to go away from you. I know you, Will. I love you."

He lets go of your intertwined hands before wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him. He laid his chin on top of your head as you burrowed your face into the side of his neck. The scent of his aftershave filled your senses and you let out a heavy sigh, grateful that moments like these could happen. Grateful that Will was here and hopeful that there could be a path to healing.

"I know you too, and I love you y/n," he whispers as he pulls back to capture your lips in a soft kiss. The lips that he knew he could always call home.

#nbc hannibal #hannibal #will graham x reader #will graham #hugh dancy #jack crawford #madds mikkelsen #slight angst #hurt/comfort #hannibal tv

[couldntbemestaysafeyall]

Watch out

✧ ｡ pairing: Ushijima x fem!reader

✧ ｡ genre: hurt to comfort

✧ ｡ warnings: cursing, rejection, light injury, jealousy, Not proofread, 3100+ words

✧ ｡ In which Goshiki's clumsiness helps you get with your crush

You first met Ushijima in middle school. He was so put together, clean, stoic. Never a hair out of place. He was perfect. Well at least in the eyes of a pre-teen girl who had cystic acne and barbed wire in her teeth he was. All those things couldn’t compare to his determination. He never gave up not on volleyball, not on group projects, and never on his friends. After admiring him throughout middle school you finally held a conversation with him in your first year of high school when you two were placed in the same group. Of course, by high school you had grown and matured. You recognized that you could no longer admire others more than you’d admire yourself. This didn’t stop you from sneaking glances and scribbling down fun details about the boy when no one was looking. You also won’t deny the fact that the main reason you joined journalism was so you could take public pictures of the boy without being viewed as a stalker. In your first year of high school, you finally realized that you idolized the boy more than you thought.

In your second year of high school, you began to recognize Ushijima as a human being. Yes, it sounded horrible but honestly before that year you viewed him as a character written in a book. That all changed when Ushijima asked you for notes from the previous class he missed because of volleyball. After that day you both became mutual notes and homework buddies. Whenever the other was absent you’d give them your notes. You don’t know why but it made you realize the boy couldn’t do it all. In the middle of second year, you realized that you had now formed an ACTUAL crush on the boy. Not the boy you idolized in previous years but the boy you got to know this year. Ushijima Wakatoshi. Not the perfect boy you happened to meet in middle school. The actual Ushijima Wakatoshi. The one who had a soft spot for cats. The one that would offer to walk you home if you both stayed after school too late. The one who’d get embarrassed when reading in front of the class and slipping up. The one who was allergic to peanuts. But of course, you recognizing this would do nothing, though the boy was a gentleman it was obvious only one thing clouded his mind and that was volleyball.

“Tendou if you don’t hurry up, I’ll stick my foot so far up your ass you’d wish you were dead” you grumble at the boy taking his sweet time at the vending machine. “Hey hey calm down sweets its not like he’s going anywhere” the red head winks as you slap him on his shoulder lightly. He was right Ushijima wasn’t going anywhere you knew he’d be in the gym until it was closed for access which wasn’t until hours from now. “Ouch. Ok Ms. lovebird” He picks up his drink and you roll your eyes. As you get inside the gym you hear a loud scream coming from inside “WATCH OUT” you wish you heard it sooner or you wouldn’t be in the situation you’re in now. Which is sitting on the bench with an icepack on your head and Goshiki apologizing profusely. “Its alright kid I’m fine” that’s probably the biggest lie you’ve ever told. Your head is currently killing you. And your crush is continuing his training as if you aren’t sitting in pain on the bench. “Tendou take her to the nurse’s office” Ushijima says as he waits for another ball to practice spiking. “Sir yes sir” Tendou jokingly responds as he rushes you out the gym.

“Who would have thought you would be my ticket out of practice thanks Y/N” you shove the boy in an agitated manner “Shut up before I follow through with my threat from earlier” you mumble as you get in the nurse’s office “I mean can you believe that, he barely even looked at me” you sigh as you plop down on an unoccupied bed “Boy problems again” the nurse chuckles looking at Tendou and getting an ice pack from the freezer. “When is it not” Tendou laughs sitting on the edge of your bed. “I just don’t get it he said when we were walking to school, I was one of the people he was closest to, but he doesn’t even care I got hurt?” you whine as the nurse gives you the ice pack “Honey don’t think it’s time for you to branch out its your last year of high school and you’ve been stuck on the same guy” the nurse says as she hands the boy who came with you a ice pop. “Thanks Ms. Suzuki” he smiles widely as he opens the cold treat “I know it’s just…I feel there’s something there one second but then the next I feel like I’m a nobody to him" you sulk deeper into the bed “I think you should confess it wouldn’t hurt to try” the boy who’s been trying to get you to confess for months say “The thing is it would hurt…like a lot” you say as you try to kick the boy off the corner of your bed causing the nurse to chuckle “Ahh I wish I still had the chance to my high school crush” she sighs continuing the paper work she was doing before the two teens appeared. “You know what I’m gonna do it” you quickly sit up discarding the ice pack “Sure” the annoying boy speaks his doubts. “Shut up” you say as you quickly pack your bags and run out the nurse office “Thanks for the motivation, Ms. Suzuki” you give her a wink and leave “HEY WAIT FOR ME” the boy rushes out also thanking the nurse for her time. “Ah to be young again” she laughs as she continues her work.

Today was the day. The bump planted on your head had officially gone down and your skin was as clear as day. Your uniform was crisp, and your hair was just the way you liked it. As soon as the bell rang you jumped out your seat and ran to the gym there you found a place where you knew no flying balls would hit you. Today was going to be THE day you confessed to Ushijima Wakatoshi. As the gym flooded with the volleyball players you could see the red head boy winking and giving you a thumbs up. You also see Goshiki coming up to you with an apology basket and note. “I’m so so sorry again for what happened” he bows, and you pat his head “Shiki you don’t have to keep giving me gifts the swelling has already gone down” you giggle at the apologetic boy ushering him off to practice. It’s been at least a week since the incident and he’s still bringing you apology gifts “Hey Ushijima” you yell at the ace “Can you walk me home today” you ask as he places his bags down “Sure” he nods with his perfectly chiseled stoic face…. Anyways this was you chance it was your time you’re calling your “WATCH OUT” oh god you are now putting an ice pack over your eye “Oh my god” Goshiki says almost about to faint “Y/N is your face a magnet to balls” Tendou laughs uncontrollably. “Your face is about to be a magnet for my fist if you don’t shut up” you groan. At this point the Goshiki is now on the ground pleading for forgiveness. “Y/N” you turn to see your crush says looking you in the eye “We can leave early today” those words make your heart skip a beat. “Sure” you nod as you get up waving goodbye to the team.

“Are you ok” Ushijima looks at you in curiosity. “Yeah, nothing I haven’t been through. literally.” You chuckle and he smiles “Maybe Goshiki doesn’t like you” he concludes as he walks you home “Maybe” you laugh not knowing when the right moment is. You guys are almost there, and you still can’t think of the words to say. “Do you like me?” you ask mentally kicking yourself and stopping in your tracks “Well none of the balls thrown at you have been by me so I guess” he looks back at you and you can just tell he’s not getting the memo “No no Wakatoshi I mean like like” you say looking at him with hope “I’m not understanding” he looks at you confused “Do you like me in a girlfriend and boyfriend way” you say louder and after that is nothing but silence so you continue “Because Wakatoshi I like you in a girlfriend and boyfriend way, I’ve liked you in that way for a long time and I was hoping you’d like me that way too. Since middle school I admire your determination and skills but not too long ago I began to like you as a human being.” You finish your speech with a puff and the moment you look into his eyes you know his answer “I appreciate you a lot Y/N” he starts off “And your one of the closest people to me” he pauses “But I cant accept” he sighs looking at you and your heart breaks again “I care about you a lot and I know that the mentality I’m in currently wouldn’t be able to care for you the way a boyfriend should” he bows at you “My only and main focus right now is volleyball and you deserve someone who’s main focus is you” he looks back up and sees the tears coming up in your eyes and it hurts him to he goes in to give you a hug but you decline “I can walk the rest alone” you say sniffling leaving the ace alone only looking at your fading figure.

It’s been exactly 5 days since the whole ordeal, and you haven’t attended any practices “Y/NNNN please come back” Tendou nags you as you get some books out your locker “Tendou please just leave me alone right now” you say sighing you honestly do want to go to their game tomorrow but the awkwardness from being around Ushijima would crush you and the rest of your dignity. “You’re seriously not coming to the game Y/N” he whines more, and you just walk away. Sadly, you bump into the one person you don’t want to see Ushijima Wakatoshi “Hello Y/N are you ok” you nod and walk past him wishing the day would just end “Soooo toshi” the red head boy says to the older boy who is still watching you leave “You know how coach banned us from overexerting ourselves before a game. The older boy nods still looking in your direction after you left “We should invite the team to a relaxation movie night” Tendou says causing the ace to finally look back at him “Ok” is all Ushijima says before walking away with newly slumped shoulders.

Ushijima never really watched movies. It was never his thing. Of course, that was until he became friends with you and Tendou. You guys had begun a new ritual after every game, winning or losing, you’d watch a movie that was voted upon. Ushijima never really enjoyed them, but he did enjoy you arguing with Tendou to shut up and you screaming in fear. He thinks his favorite part of the movie is after its over and you’d debate topics and point out details you thought no one else noticed. A secret he’d tell no one is that he’d never remember a single detail about the movies you guys watched but he’d remember every detail you said about the movie afterword. He loved to hear you speak it became one of his favorite things over the time of your friendship. Which is why he was so bitter when you didn’t speak a word to him the past few days and the way you just nodded at him and left without even saying anything. He hated it and he also hated watching movies without you. He saw no point if you weren’t going to tell him your theories and recaps after it was finished. But he wanted to get his mind off everything, and he thought watching a movie with his team would help… he was wrong

Tendou’s sappy self of course had to choose a romance movie. Even after the whole team protested, he still sat nice in comfy in his blanket and played it. This was meant to distract Ushijima from you but honestly the first thing he thought when it was turned on is how much you loved romance movies. How you’d gush about how the male lead treated the female lead and how they were always so cute. How you’d say how much you’d want a love like that. As the movie progressed those thoughts in his head grew and grew until he began imagining you and him in these cliché situations. When the movie ended Ushijima was left bamboozled, he didn’t know what was going on, but he knew he wanted to experience every sappy scenario in the movie with you. From the cuddling to the gift giving and even sometimes kissing even wandered his mind. He thought this movie night would help with his confusion, but it just caused more. Honestly, he couldn’t grasp what he was going to do all he knew is he did like like you…

Shiratorizawa Academy won yesterday’s game as expected but there was still a saddening cloud hanging over the team’s head. “She didn’t come because of me” Goshiki says saddened “I threw a ball at her face twice she’s never gonna forgive me” the future ace whines “Goshiki I’m sure she’s not that mad at you she was probably busy” Semi consoles him “Or she didn’t want another ball sent flying at her face” Tendou cackles and the younger boy whines more “She’s so sweet and kind and pretty but I keep taking advantage of that” Goshiki nearly sobs and the whole gym goes quite “Oh” Tendou’s devilish smirk appears “Does our little first year have a crush on Y/N” Tendou jokingly gasp looking at Ushijima who is stunned “No- its just- I admire her a lot and thinks she’s really pretty” the first year quickly says “if you like her so much you should tell her” Tendou teases “No” Ushijima says causing everyone to look at him “Hmm why is that Miracle Boy” Tendou smiles evilly. “She has a boyfriend” Ushijima quickly and nonchalantly says as Goshiki looks at the ace in shock “Really who” Semi chimes in “me” and the entire gym is left in shock.

This was gonna be your first day going to a training after… the incident. The only reason you were going is because you needed more pictures of the volleyball trainings. Mostly because before you slack off and just admire Ushijima’s unfortunately perfect face. So, this is kinda karma. The moment you walk in the entire gym goes silent. “Hey, I came to take some pictures for the yearbook” you smile shyly as if you haven’t been in this gym ever in your life. Goshiki is the first to greet you and apologizes profusely again. “Sweets you don’t have to apologize I know you didn’t do it on purpose, and I admire your ability to apologize so sincerely” you smile and pat the boy on the head causing him to look at your rumored boyfriend. Semi is the one to bring up the question “Are you and Ushijima actually dating” he says with a confused look. You feel as if your heart just dropped to your ass, and you looked shockingly at Ushijima who comes closer to you wrapping his arm around your shoulder and nods. Your left short-circuiting while he goes back to practice while you take your pictures. “Y/N” you recognize the voice immediately “I’m gonna walk you home today” he says smiling at you “WATCH OUT”

But this time it isn’t you getting a ball to the face it was Ushijima “Captain I’m so sorry” Goshiki apology to the captain sounding way less sincere than his apology to you “It’s fine I’m leaving early anyway” he says holding the ice pack to his eye and grabbing his things “come one Y/N” you get up saying goodbye to the team. “You didn’t have to tell them we were dating to save me from the embarrassment” you say looking down. You assume Tendou slipped and told everyone about your confession and to make you feel less like a loser he pretended to accept it. “What do you mean” he says as he continues to put the ice pack on his eye. “I’m guessing Tendou told everyone about my confession?” you ask “No” he says stoic “Then why did you-“ your cut off by Ushijima pulling you towards him “I like like you” he says looking into your eyes “I already knew I liked you but between you ignoring me, me imagining you and I together, and Goshiki having a crush on you I realize that I want to at least try and be the boyfriend you deserve.” All his words coming at you like a wrecking ball. “You imagined us- GOSHIKI HAS A CRUSH ON ME” you yell in shock quieting down when you take in the entire situation “I don’t like that that’s the main detail you picked up on during my confession” and he pouts Ushijima Wakatoshi POUTS at you. Something you never thought you’d see, and it causes you to laugh insanely loud “What’s funny” he says in a sterner voice “Your just so cute” you say as you finally look him in his eye “Really” he questions “Really” you answer pecking him on the cheek “So are you my girlfriend” he questions with a slight pink tint to his face. “PFF, you made me wait almost a week and you think a slimy confession is gonna work” you tease which confuses the boy further as you make it to your doorstep you tell him to wait one minute. You come back outside with a freshly new ice pack “Maybe if you watch out next time, I’ll think about it” taking the old one and giving him the new one you pull him in one more time and put your lips on his. “Night hun” you say hurriedly getting inside ready to facetime Tendou and tell him all about it. Also planning to see the nurse and tell her. Ushijima on the other hand is still in shock. But he’s ready. And next time he’ll certainly watch out.

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Haven' posted in a while hope yall like it!!

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[im-657-mv]

fading beat

yandere vampire choi beomgyu

[inspired by bite me - enyphen] & the vampire diaries

word count:808

"I'm telling you Bonnie, I'm being haunted."

"You know there's no such thing as ghosts. You've said it yourself just a week ago. Why the sudden change?" She laughed knowing you sounded crazy and a little bit hypocritical.

"I-"

"Don't tell me you've actually been seeing something."

You closed your mouth embarrassed to actually say it out loud for once. How could you? You were being haunted... or maybe just paranoid. But it still didn't change the fact that every time you slept the same man appeared out of nowhere. You've never seen him before so why now? Why does he now just show up causing your heart to race?

"Look I'm going to be late to class. I'll see you later." Bonnie left with no other words leaving you to contemplate even telling her in the first place.

You know you sounded crazy but it's the truth. Every dream he was there. Soundless, distant, threatening. And every time it was the same thing. You'd wake up looking around your room in confusion and there he was. He was always standing by your opened window staring at you with no expression.

It scared you. He scared you. And now you saw him all the time. In the car, in the reflection behind you etched with a smile. You've had enough and you were about ready to explode.

Exasperated you turned around heading to your next until you saw him... In the distance hidden by the crowd of people there he stood beckoning you to follow him. Your eyes widened as you witnessed this thing motioning for you to follow him. Of course, you rushed past pushing and shoving without care.

You continued in his path as you saw him push open the back exit.

Your moms going to kill you.

You left the school and saw a glimpse of him looking back at you smiling before walking past trees and heading deeper into the forest. Dropping your stupid bags you ran after him trying to catch him before he decided to disappear but it was too late. You ran deeper into the forest looking left and right without him in sight anymore. Panicked you continued searching not caring about school anymore.

But he wasn't here. He just vanished without a trace. Discouraged and a little lost you leaned against a tree wondering what the hell was happening. First your dreams and now this. What was going on?

"You seem a little lost."

Immediately you looked to see him just standing there calm and collected with a grin.

"Who are you?"

"I think you know who I am, Y/n."

He took a step closer but you rushed past the tree putting as much distance as you could between you and him.

"Who are you and why do you know who I am?"

"Well, I'm not a ghost if that's what you're thinking." He smiled his eyes showing hidden knowledge you didn't know.

"Why-"

"Your dreams must be so interesting for you to willingly come with me."

"Answer my goddamn question."

The man just laughed before moving behind a tree vanishing instantly. You looked around before feeling his breath across your neck.

"You know I can hear your heart beating. Do I make you that nervous?" He laughed as you scrambled away from him as he took pride in your fear.

"What are you?"

"I"ll show you." He whispered as he vanished again appearing not even a second later behind you holding your arms by your side.

"Don't scream too loud," The mystery man smugly stated before piercing the side of your delicate neck with his spiked fangs. You tried to scream but you could only gasp in horror as you felt every ounce of blood being sucked out of you. You could only let out pitiful sounds as your hands sadly tried to pry his jaw off your neck.

Eventually, he let off allowing your weak drained body to fall to the ground. You tried to hold onto your consciousness but the world was spinning so fast that your head couldn't keep up. Everything was moving too fast for you to comprehend.

The man watched as you struggled to stay awake proud of his work. He made his way slowly into your view crouching so you had the pleasure to see his satisfied smile.

"You tasted delicious," He whispered as he listened to your labored breathing.

"We'll have to do this again sometime Y/n." And as he vanished away from your sight you thought you could still feel his presence like a parasite living off your misery. But you knew deep down through your slowly fading consciousness that he was telling the truth for that very moment you'll see him again. Whether in your dreams or a trap made for you, the predator always catches its prey.

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[yanderes-galore]

Can I ask for a general romantic concept of Bruce Wayne aka Batman? Just any version you want!

I kept it general, any Batman could fit this I think. Didn't really do too much character personality research for this so let's see how this goes. I hope I depicted a yandere Batman well, I love him but have no idea how to write him properly ;;

Yandere! Bruce Wayne/Batman Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Stalking, Threats, Manipulation, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Implied delusional behavior, Trauma, Dubious relationship, Isolation, Violence, Lack of privacy.

Batman, or Bruce Wayne, would have a hard time connecting with his darling.

He is a man who never sees the world in a shade of gray... it's always either black or white.

He is dedicated to preventing others going through the trauma he's went through.

He would be a strange yandere to have.

He's technically a hero yandere, which makes him protective.

Yet his darling doesn't see him half the time in the beginning.

Yandere! Batman acts as a guardian to you from the shadows.

He may not kill, but he will threaten and manipulate others to "protect" you.

As his Bruce Wayne persona he'd act flattering to you.

His more romantic intentions are shown through Bruce Wayne, while during the night he shows his yandere behavior by watching over you.

It sounds romantic... but he eventually becomes a suffocating yandere.

Batman really does mean well in his obsession but he is blind if he does something "wrong".

He and his darling have very different world views.

It's like he's incapable of seeing the world in a morally gray view.

His darling most likely knows both personas at some point.

Let's talk Bruce Wayne.

He's flirtatious, a billionaire playboy.

He'd be caring and loving towards his darling, carefully hiding the fact he protects them at night until they do find out.

You may think he's just a playboy trying to seduce you yet he's more than that.

It's just the extent of his care is mostly shown while he's Batman, his persona in the day is meant to distance others from what he truly does.

Batman dedicates himself to your safety and protection.

Before you know that Bruce and Batman are the same person he deals with your safety differently.

He watches over you in the streets of Gotham until you get home.

If a crook tries to target you... he takes care of it quickly before you even see it happen.

When you do get home he watches from your window on a rooftop just to make sure you sleep well.

He hates leaving your side to deal with other crimes but his city needs him.

If you're in danger he'll always try to be there.

When he does save you from danger and gets to physically hold you and comfort you the best he can, Batman feels calm.

Your presence puts him at ease.

Carrying you to your home after a rescue is one of the best feelings to him.

He loves to keep you safe, it gives him peace of mind.

If you already know he's Bruce then he'll step up security.

He has the money to install a high-quality security system in your home to take care of you.

That or he offers to let you stay at the Batcave/manor.

He wants you in a safe place... it's a dangerous world.

Gotham is dangerous...

He'd be so torn if you were taken away from him.

He wants you to know that everything he does for you is because he cares for you.

He wants you to never forget that.

The security is necessary, him watching you is necessary, beating up "potential crooks/threats" is also necessary.

Bruce/Batman seems like the type to struggle with affection at times.

He'd reciprocate if his darling started it.

A kiss when he got home... an offer to cuddle and ease his nerves...

He accepts such invitations.

Starting them himself is difficult for him.

He seems like a yandere whose very closed off to that.

His obsession is mostly over seeing you safe rather than actually supplying you with affection.

How else should he show he cares for you than protection?

You are one of the safest people in Gotham.

With someone like Bruce, THE Batman protecting and obsessing over you... no one's getting close.

Unfortunately... what causes strain in your relationship is your lack of privacy and the feeling of suffocation.

It's nice to be so protected...

But do you need all the cameras?

The doors are always locked... no one can get in or out except Bruce.

Alfred tries to tell you his master is looking out for you since he loves you and you're his lover.

You begin to not feel like a lover-

You may not like having to initiate affection yourself...

That and Bruce ignores you at times to monitor crime.

Bruce is not the best with relationships.

Of any type, really....

He can't seem to choose between fighting crime and catering to you.

This fact drifts you two apart... if you felt love for Bruce before then it dwindles more and more now.

What's even worse is it's like he won't let you go, either.

If you tried to break up and tell him you need to part ways... he refuses.

It's like you have no choice once you move in with him.

He can keep you locked here for as long as he wants...

He just doesn't accept the break up.

"You need me in this world. Without me you could get hurt. The crime rate is high... it'll be better to stay."

Argue as much as you want, Bruce is stubborn.

The home you once loved to share with Bruce now feels like a prison, similar to the ones the criminals of Gotham would be sent to.

You can try to talk him out of it... you won't get far.

Bruce takes his role of protector seriously...

It gets to the point that he neglects his relationships.

Bruce tells you it's all to keep you safe.

Every beat down he delivers... every camera he sets up... every. single. locked door...

It's all because he wants to protect you, it's all because he loves you...

He may mean well... but he's blind to the fact this obsession only drives you further apart.

#yandere dc comics #yandere batman #yandere bruce wayne

[alohajun]

♡ MARRY ME — CHOI BEOMGYU

bf!beomgyu x reader | wc : 0.6k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationship, comedy, fluff, proposal au, mentions of petnames | loki's lines : this is the one (of a couple) entries for the exchange event by @kflixnet. this one’s for @boba-beom ahh, smiles, i am sorry i didn’t reveal myself sagsrfhgd and i really hope you like this little drabble i wrote for beomgyu! have a great day, take care and stay safe &lt;3

it was the perfect day to propose.

the sun was shining; the birds were chirping, and you were absolutely sure of your feelings for your boyfriend.

you and beomgyu had been dating for almost five years, and even though you knew you two were still young, you wanted to propose.

it was just a proposal, after all. you weren't asking to get married that second. maybe in a year, or two … or ten. 

"you've brought me to the woods," beomgyu claimed, smiling teasingly. "are you going to kill me?"

you laughed, shaking your head. beomgyu has always been the clueless one in your relationship, and it was no surprise how oblivious he was now, too.

you'd been hinting about proposals for the past few weeks, and he never caught on to the hints, always focusing on something else.

it was no surprise to you, really. 

this was the exact guy who was surprised when you asked him to be your boyfriend because he thought you guys were always dating.

yep, oblivious and clueless indeed.

"i wouldn't kill you now," you joked. "maybe after we are married, so i can claim your life insurance."

beomgyu chuckled. "ah, so i am being killed," he stated. "just not now." he intertwined your hands, swinging them as you two walked.

a massive hint, yet the man remained clueless.

the two of you finally got towards a clearing in the woods, overlooking the little town you two grew up in.

it was quite a sentimental moment for you as you took in the view, realizing you had come so far with beomgyu and were about to take the next biggest step in both your lives.

"gyu, the reason i brought you here today," you paused, taking a breath to calm yourself, "is because i wanted to ask you something."

beomgyu turned away from the view to look at you, an oblivious smile on his face. 

"the location and view seem romantic," he stated, “are you going to propose, y/n?"

you could tell he was trying to tease you with the way he smiled, but not getting a response from you gave away that it was indeed the reason you had brought him there.

"wait … you are not saying no."

"i am not."

"oh, fuck." beomgyu had a look of horror on his face as he realized he had just ruined the surprise for himself. "no, i ruined it! do it again!"

you chuckled, amused by your boyfriend's reactions. "babe, it's fine–" you tried to console him, but he was already pacing around.

"no, no, no." he shook his head, adamant. "you are gonna tell me you have to ask me something again, and i will not jump to conclusions and let you ask the question."

"gyu, it's–"

the brunet was already running away, hiding behind a tree as he attempted to fix the proposal he just messed up.

"babe, what are you doing?"

"restarting!" he yelled from behind the tree. "now, call me out, and let's start from the top."

you smiled, knowing then and there that you were making the best decision of your life. 

of course, you wanted to marry choi beomgyu. how could you not?

"hey, gyu. i wanted to ask you something." you played along, stifling your giggles as you watched him peek his head from behind the tree.

his cherry red ears didn't go unnoticed as he looked at you, making it harder for you not to laugh. "yeah, babe. what's up?" he asked, trying to be as nonchalant as he could.

just like you had planned, you held onto your boyfriend's hands before kneeling on the ground. smiling as you looked into his eyes, you asked the question he already knew was coming.

"would you do me the greatest honor and marry me, choi beomgyu?"

the brunet smiled brightly, tears glistening in his eyes as he nodded. "of course i will. you redid an entire proposal for me after all," he said, pulling you up towards him. "how could i ever say no?" 

yep, it was indeed the perfect day to propose.

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[wanderingthinks]

AU RAMBLE!

After MONTHS OF NON-CREATIVENESS, I AM BACK WITH ANOTHER AU.

//Please note that I unfortunately have not yet watched Hazbin Hotel as a series and am working with the information I had beforehand, so the lore given may not be accurate and may be edited after//

Ramblings as I lose my braincells:-

So, AU idea.

Lucifer darling has amnesia. That is, forgetting things temporarily or entirely.

Plus, he’s delusional. He hallucinates about things. My guy is so hurt by the past that he mentally shut down to protect himself. And his daughter, Charlie.

All his memories are just pieces of a puzzle that don’t come together. He’s seen it before, HE’S BEEN THERE BEFORE. Then why can’t he remember…? He can’t remember where it happened, why it happened.

With such little information, you can imagine what would happen.

Let’s brainstorm some things up.

SO, Lucifer was one of Heaven’s most beloved angels. He has several other brothers and sisters in Heaven. He fell because he taught humans to ‘sin’. He gave them the apple of knowledge, of free will. He fell because he loved a human; Lilith. Lucifer fell from Heaven because he gave the apple to Eve. That is, Roo; Root of All Evil. He gave the apple to Adam first. He refused so he turned to Eve.  He's eventually left with the guilt of having failed humanity.

Lucifer lost everything. His daughter, his love, his heaven [pun intended].

So, what does he do?

He pushes his family away. While he’s left to his deteriorating mental wellbeing. BY HIMSELF. 

So let’s see what can happen if we just make this situation a little…worse.

Rough storyline below cut!

Charlie calls. He does not pick up. She leaves a voicemail for him explaining that she needs help with heaven. One or two days later, he reluctantly goes to her hotel. Everything plays out, well and good. But he does not agree with her idea. He says that “Heaven never listens. They didn’t listen to me, and they won’t listen to you.” Therefore, further solidifying his grudge against heaven and its ways.  Time skip to Extermination Day. Adam attacks the hotel. Everyone is in grave danger. Skip to Charlie’s point of view. Mentally and emotionally drained, she misses him by a split second and Adam gets the chance to make her lose her breath. Vaggie dies in the rubble, shortly after witnessing Charlie's death with teary vision. Angel, Husk, Niffty, all the demons are held hostage for the exterminator’s sadistic enjoyment. Angels win. Lucifer stays in his office by himself. The extermination was being broadcasted live on TV. Through that, Lucifer gets a head-on view of his dead daughter with the last remnants of her life staining her face in the form of tears.  He loses himself at that sight. He goes down to the battle field and finishes off each of the exterminators he could see. Adam and only a lucky few manage to escape. Unknowingly enough, he (nearly) kills Husk when he’s in his rage.  Angel and Niffty rush inside the hotel with a bleeding Husk in their hands. Trembling, cowering in fear under the reception Desk while Lucifer is outside. Once he calms down enough to feel the weight of the situation, he turns to his beloved daughter, one who he loved dearly and sacrificed everything for, now lying on the ground among the rubble with a tearful expression on her features. He gently picks her up and sobs. Sobs and sobs, wailing and crying as he blamed himself for her unforeseen fate. Angel tries to approach him but is met with a cold order to ‘stay away’. With a gentle stroke over Charlie’s hair, her body disappears, now nowhere to be seen. “Stay away sinner.” Another sentence, another threat. Angel stumbles back, staring at the fallen angel with fear and dread. For the once cheerful and jolly one had turned to an emotionless puppeteer.  He’s going to make Heaven pay for everything now. And he won’t hold onto morality anymore.

So, in conclusion, Angel, Niffty, Cherri, Alastor and Husker are left to take the story further along with Lucifer. Plus Heaven and its angels ofc.

Feedback appreciated!

@hahskeleton @chongkychonk @bapple117

EDIT: This AU is now officially called 'Plight of the Fallen Angel'

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[cassberry]

(Some links if you want to watch 3rd Life or Last Life first! EDIT: And here is Limited Life! )

Welcome one and all to the life series soulmate AU season! I seem to have got into the habit of making a new one of these whenever the new season is literally just around the corner. And I use them as an excuse each time to re-watch the life series and to ramble about it lmao

Now thankfully the core mechanic this season of soulmates made collating this guide 1000% easier then 3rd or Last Life. With a few exceptions, soulmates tended to stay side-by-side the whole session. Now don't get me wrong although some perspectives can be interchangeable, they are all a great watch! I have just put the POV I believe to show more of whats happening on the server or an incredibly important moment.

WARNING: Once again an incredibly long read more where I expound at length why I chose these specific POV's lol enjoy!

SESSION ONE

Grian - I'm keeping with tradition and recommending Grian first because in all honesty his first episode is a fantastic watch. Between the reveal of who his soulmate is and various shenanigans, this episode was so much fun.

Cleo or Scott - Cleo and Scott probably see most of the server trying to find their soulmates so either of these POV's are fantastic.

Pearl - Pearl bounces between groups for quite a bit of this session, so she's great to get a good look at multiple dynamics. However, its the last 5 or so minutes of her episode that really set in motion some of the leading conflicts of the season that you don't want to miss.

Etho - Just a fun episode honestly! His soulmate reveal with Joel is so freaking funny and I called it my 3rd Life post that when Etho and Joel team up, they just become little gremlins lmao I think they spend half the episode giggling.

SESSION TWO

Impulse - The Real Housewives of the Mid-Century Modern Home is a totally true and totally real show that happened during Impulse and Bdubs episodes this week. They are happily married and will prove that fact by breaking up every other couple on the server.

Scar - With a combination of swindling and major arson, Scar really does do it all this session.

Scott - The interpersonal drama this season is amazing and Scott being right in the middle of it makes this POV a great watch.

Tango - Absolutely not related to another POV this session, but making the Ranch out of wood was probably not a good idea in the long run.

SESSION THREE

Big B - The drama between Big B and Ren this session is so juicy. Between secret soulmates, Scott testing their relationship and [SPOILERS] becoming the first reds on the server, I don't know how they survived as long as they did.

Jimmy - Along with his soulmate, Jimmy and Tango welcome a beautiful baby boy into the world this week and probably cause the most chaos I've ever seen in the life series.

Martyn - Man, he is really bad at maths.

Pearl - Being the lone wolf (heh) of the season, her POV is great to get an outside view on events.

SESSION FOUR

Joel - I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard at the beginning of an episode before. Also fishing rods are to OP, mojang needs to nerf them before they claim even more lives lol 

Cleo - So much happens this episode, its ridiculous. But Cleo has a good blend of chaos and calm.

Ren - The most elaborate plot to kill others never seems to be as good as just a weapon in the end. 

Martyn - As Martyn is inviting everyone to a pool party, he probably sees most of the server, so he is great perspective to see what everyone is up to.

BONUS: watch Scar’s POV around 26:10 for the ultimate badass moment.

SESSION FIVE

Scar - Scar goes through it this week. I really can’t say much more without major spoilers but oh boy, this is an exciting POV.

Etho - The boat boys have wayyyy to much fun being red this session.

Jimmy - At this point I think there is someone out there has a personal grudge against him lol also if you want to see a fandom go nuts over a Ferris Bueller quote, watch the end of Tango's video.

Big B - Just a good solid episode and the ending is actually tragic.

SESSION SIX

Pearl - The most essential POV of the season. Heartbreak! Betrayal! Just general badassery! It's all here and its all amazing!

Bdubs - Gives a good overview of the Red Alliance and the chaos that happens when a group of people have nothing left to do but hunt others down.

Cleo - Watching her and Martyn try and outrun the reds is so incredibly stressful. Watching her turn red is so incredibly satisfying.

Grian - After he kicks the bucket due to... reasons, he sticks around in ghost form for a bit. Also his credits honestly makes me a little emotional.

In Summary...

And that's it! This season was incredibly short due to the shared life mechanic, however it was no less amazing than the others. Can I just say the fan content that came out of this season has just blown me away. It's just all so damn good.

Also I had someone ask why I do it this way rather than just recommending specific POV's to watch all the way through. It's really because I believe the best way to watch a Life season is to binge all the POV's of one session at once, completely break down over the sheer amount of content and then move onto the next week lmao just like as if it was live!

But really, there is something magical about watching multiple perspectives of the same event one after another that just gives the life series its charm. You see everything there is to see and then your anticipation for the next session is super high which just makes the experience so much more exciting. Anyway I hope this helps you on your Double Life adventure!

#double life smp #dlsmp #trafficblr #mcyt #life series smp #i really like making these ^-^ #there is something so fun about putting this together #please excuse me if there are any mistakes #its so late here i need to sleep lol #berry.posts #long post