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t0shii · 3 years

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% comforting them when they're upset

.! oikawa, tsukishima, matsukawa (sep) x gn!r

.! angst + fluff/ breakdowns, crying, etc. lightly proofread bc im lazy so sorry for any mistakes.

.! im so sorry if this is absolute word vomit or horse shit 😭 i tried my best though 😌 uhhh sorry for not posting yesterday i got my daith pierced and i was in a lot of pain after that so i didnt feel like writing anywho enjoy this 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 p.s. i was originally gonna write for mad dog but i was struggling so i went with mattsun instead sorry. also idk why matsuns ended up being so short i didnt do him justice i apologize 😩

oikawa

— always gets discouraged when his knee bothers him. today was one of those days. his coach had made him sit out of practice because he had been limping a bit. he came home distraught and you noticed right away.

"what's the matter toru?" you asked opening your arms for a hug, which he accepted, wrapping his arms around your middle quite tightly. "my knee is bothering me again 'n coach made me sit out. it's just not fair." he mumbled into your shoulder. you could feel his tears soak through your shirt. you nodded and responded, "baby, he just doesn't want you to hurt yourself. i know it's not fair but-", "but i wanna play volleyball, i wanna get better and practice." he said, aggravated that you weren't exactly on his side, still he held you tighter.

"toru, baby, look at me." he does as told, and you bring your hands up to wipe his tear stained cheeks,"toru, you can't strain your knee anymore than you already do, you know this. i know you only want to play volleyball, baby i know, but you have to be patient." he nods in agreement and you do the same, then guiding his head back to your shoulder, "i know it's frustrating toru, but you can't force it, y'know? he wouldn't make you sit out if it wasn't for your best interest. you know that, deep down."

the two of you had been cuddling on the couch, his back against your chest when you heard him sniffling again, "toru, what's wrong?" you ask softly, sitting up slightly. "i'm so useless, my own knee can't even work right. the team deserves someone better and so d-do you" he hiccuped, hiding is face in his hands. you felt guilty for not comforting him more earlier. "toru, that's not true at all." you stated, forcing his hands into yours, "take it back right now." he looked at you confused. "toru oikawa i said take it back right this instant." you said a little sterner than before.

"no." he managed to get out through sobs, and you knew the stern method wasn't going to work this time around. "toru, please. you're not useless at all, not to anyone, not to the team, and especially not to me. you're the best teammate, friend and boyfriend anyone could ever ask for and your knee just needs a break sometimes, you just need a break sometimes and thats okay. needing a break doesn't make you useless or weak, toru." you say softly, guiding him to a sitting position, hugging him closely and tracing small, comforting shapes on his back.

"you're so so strong toru, and you're an amazing person, an amazing boyfriend, you're such an amazing volleyball player and i'm so proud of how far you've come since highschool." you say, kissing the crown of his head. "you mean it?" he asks leaning back to look at you, "i always do, toru. i love you more than anything, and i'm so so fucking proud of you, but you have to know, it's okay to need a break sometimes and it doesn't change who you are as a person and it definitely doesn't make you weak or useless. he nods in response, burrying his head into the crook of your neck. you both stay like that, you whispering words of affirmations, him listening fondly until he feels better a little while later.

tsukishima

— he usually didn't let the stress of professional volleyball get to him like this, but he couldn't help it he would be lying if he said he wasn't overwhelmed, from interviews, to extra practice to prepare for the overseas games he had coming up, he was exhausted, to add onto it all he had been neglecting you and he felt horrible for it.

you knew practice was going to be running late since your boyfriend had told you in advance, so you weren't initially worried as to why kei had been coming home late at night. this night in particular was the fourth night in a row kei been home late and you starting to grow concerned. you hadn't seen him hardly at all that week, which was unusual because he always made time for you no matter what. worried, you decided to stay awake and wait for him to get home.

when the time finally comes, your heart dropped at his appearance, he looked absolutely horrible, as if he hadn't slept right in weeks. "why are you up?" he mumbled, taking his shoes off rather sloppily, uncharacteristic of him. you made your way closer to yoir exhausted boyfriend, "kei, i'm worried about you. i know you don't like me meddling with your career, and please don't misunderstand my concern for that. i'm just worried you aren't getting enough rest and i've barely seen you at all this week." you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

you knew something was wrong when you saw the tear swell in his eyes, but he just stood there awkwardly, you walked closer toward him, "kei, what's wrong?" you ask, extending your arms toward him, which he basically fell into, he started sobbing immediately, shocking you initially. "i'm s-sorry for neglecting you this week, i didn't mean to i-i just-", "kei, i'm not worried about that, i'm worried that you aren't taking care of yourself properly." you mumble, patting his back comfortingly. to which he shakes his head no."work has been too much recently, i can't sleep and i barely have time to even think. its just practice, interviews, practice, interviews i-i can't handle it all anymore, y/n." he sobbed into your shoulder, you were speechless at his vulnerability.

"kei,-", "but i can't stop now because that'll make me a failure and i don't want to let you down and the team too, i just want to make everyone proud but i think i'm falling behind." he cried, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "kei, you could never let me down. actually, i think i've been letting you down recently, i don't tell you this enough but, i'm so so proud of you kei, so proud you don't even understand, i'm sorry for not expressing that enough to you. i understand that you feel as if you're falling behind but overworking and stressing yourself out isn't going to help you improve, kei, and i know you also know that."

"you're working yourself sick, kei and i can't stand here and continue to let that happen so you're taking a day off whether you like it or not. tomorrow will be a me and you day, how does that sound? i'll call your coach in the morning." honestly, you wouldn't have let him say no anyways, and he knew that so he just nodded his head. "look at me kei, you have to tell me when you're feeling overwhelmed. it's not good to keep things in like this, it's just like you tell me." he nods his head, but avoids eye contact, "and i'm not disappointed or upset at you, you know. but i can't read your mind, so please just tell me when things start to feel like they're crashing down on you 'kay? i'll help you just like you help me." you smile, he looks at you and nods, hugs you closer and whispers an "i love you" into your ear, which you return.

matsuwaka

— you knew his work was stressful and emotionally and mentally exhausting, so there were always worries in the back of your mind that he would become too overwhelmed, well today your worries became reality.

"welcome home issei." you called from the kitchen as your boyfriend walked through the door, though he offered you no response, which made you frown. "issei?-" you gasped when you felt a pair of strong arms sneak their way around your waist, "jesus, issei, you scared me!" you giggle placing your hands atop of his own, but you realized he was not laughing with you. "issei, baby?" concern laced in your tone as you maneuvered your way around to face him, "what's wrong baby?" you ask, taking his face in your hands to wipe at escaping tears.

"work was rough today." was all he said as he melted at the feeling of your thumbs running back and forth on his cheeks. "oh issei, i'm sorry." you mumbled, kissing the tip of his nose lightly, "is there anything i can do to help?" he didn't know why but something inside of him snapped when you asked him that, and sobs escaped his lips, he could only hide his face in the space between your neck and shoulder because for some reason he felt... ashamed to be crying in front of you like this. "please just hold me." he cried, so you did just that, shushimg him when his sobs got violent, rubbing your hand up and down his back soothingly.

the both of you stood there for a good 15 minutes before you spoke up after he had calmed down a bit, "is there anything you need to get off your chest? you don't have to tell me now or even at all but i want you to know that whatever is bothering you, you can tell me, anything at all. i know your job is mentally exhausting and honestly i dont even know how you do it but i dont want you thinking you have to carry the burden of it alone, okay? i'm so proud of you, so so so proud of you issei, i just wanted you to know that."

you felt him nod in the crook of your neck, a soft, "thank you." sounding shortly after, "of course." you responded, kissing his shoulder a few time.he wasn't sure when he would feel completely ready to get things off his chest but he felt loved knowing that you would always be there to comfort him, and for that he was forever grateful.

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geekwritersworld · 3 years

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Just a girl

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x reader (requested)

Warnings: none

summary:(stated in the request below)

Request: wonder if you could write a Tom Hiddleston x reader. She was content with her life. Her job was fine, even if the pay wasnt the best-she liked it! Second hand shopping was her thing anyway. The apartment was small, but enough. Reader never felt the need to change - until now...A twist of fate had hooked her up with no other than Tom Hiddleston! A famous superstar with top style, high personal ambitions and a sky rocketing career! Why ? What could a man like that ever see in someone so plain?..

a/n: @scorpionchild81 i really really hope you liked it, do let me know what you think ❤❤

Maybe it was the serenity that came with living such a normal life or maybe it was the gratitude , either ways , whatever It was, I was highly content.

I lived a good life, I worked at a bookstore in London, and the pay wasn’t the greatest, but it was enough. The life I led was enough.

i spent most of my time in my apartment, which was just perfect, small, but perfect. I loved every aspect of my life, and never once did i feel the need to change anything. Not once.

I was a morning person, something about the cold London air, and the quiet was just so peaceful and calming.

I held my cup of hot coffee and stood by the window and watched the cars drive past my window.

i got ready for the day shortly after placing my empty cup in the sink.

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Making my to my bookstore, i opened up the doors and started placing things where they needed to be before the customers started rolling in.

i took my place behind the counter and sat down, my book in my hand, i didn’t expect today to go any different than the others.

A numerous amount of people made their way in and out and as the sun started to set, and the skies outside started to darken, I decided to go get myself another cup of coffee.

Joe, who i worked with at the bookstore, kept looking at his watch every few seconds. I knew he was growing more and more impatient by the minute to get off his shift and go home.

“Hey” I called out to him “ 10 minutes, that's it, watch the store for 10minutes while i get my coffee and I’ll let you off early”

Needless to say , this had him awake and paying attention as soon as the words left my mouth.

I walked to the closest café; getting in , the smell of coffee hit my nose, I let out a sigh, making my way to the counter.

“Hey, Tyler, the usual , latte please” I knew Tyler from the very day I started working at the bookstore . He and I became quick acquaintances considering the number of times I’d gone in for coffee.

10 minutes later, I walked back into the bookstore with my cup of coffee.

“Jo- Holy shit” Good thing I’d placed my cup on the counter before looking for joe, because in place i saw myself staring right at Tom Hiddleston.

I’d staggered back into the counter , slightly dazed and finding it difficult to believe that tom fucking Hiddleston was in my store.

‘I-I'm so sorry , I'm y/n ,ugh is-is there anything I can help you with?” I stumbled around , trying to act normal and not fangirl.

he extended his hand , smiling “I'm Tom , Tom Hiddleston”

shaking his hand, I couldn’t help but notice how soft they were "well Mr. Tom- I mean Mr. Hiddleston, have you found what you were looking for’ I mentally cursed , and blushed.

His laugh, the signature laugh, that anyone could recognize anywhere , lightened up the dimming day.

“ I did actually , thank you sweetheart. “ his blue eyes , took in my facial features.

I’d never been timid or shy under anyone's stare, especially a man’s, but his stare , though it could hardly be called that, made me want to run and hide behind a counter and squeal.

“hey can I fucking leave n-” Joe came in, looking at his watch, but stopped when he looked up and saw Tom Hiddleston.

“Aren’t you Tom Hiddleston, like Loki?”

“I am” he chuckled, extending his hand , in the polite manner that he did with me.

“um” I cleared my throat ‘ joe, your shift is over, if you want to leave, that is” I smiled, looking down and making my way behind the cashier. I looked at the title of the book, the movie star before me seemed interested in .

“Shakespeare’ I whispered and smiled, as i bagged it, and told him how much he owed me.

“do you read Shakespeare?” he inquired , smiling and looking at me curiously while he placed his wallet in his back pocket.

“i do, one of my favorites .”

“me too” He took his book and stepped out, a cold gust of wind blowing past me as he opened and closed the door.

Joe and I stood there, trying to take in what had just happened.

“im-im going to leave now” Joe whispered, still clearly shocked.

I looked down at my phone, breathing out and trying to let it sink in that Tom Hiddleston just walked into my store.

The wind chimes rung, as the door opened up once again.” yes joe? “I said ,not looking up.

“You keep expecting joe, should i take that as a sign?”

My head shot up , my eyes landing on a grinning Tom .

“I- sorry, wait what?” I looked at him confused .

‘i actually came in to ask you if i could get to know you better over a cup of coffee?”

I looked at him , well stared ,actually, with my mouth hanging open

“im sorry , was that inappropriate ?” he asked, a look of concern taking over his features.

‘no-why do you-why me?” I had a thousand questions rushing through my head, why would a man like him, someone with a sky rocketing career and just overall someone so out of my league even want to get to know me at all?

“well, to be honest, i noticed you at the coffee shop earlier , and I’ve seen you there before, and I truly just wanted to get to know you better” he smiled.

*******

I’d seen Tom on and off since that evening 2 months ago, and i fell for him big time, and could you really blame me ? He was the most kind hearted and gentle souls, I’d ever come across.

he was pretty much the only reason i even bothered having faith in the male population. But it never made sense to me why he’d wanted to get to know me at all.

Tom’s pov

I’d noticed her quite often , grabbing a cup of coffee at roughly the same hour each day.

There was something in the gentle tone of her voice when she ordered her usual cup pf coffee and the glint in her eyes, that made me want to form a bond with her.

Over the months since I’d finally managed to ask her if I could get to know her better, I’d found out quite a bit about her. She lived a life completely normal and quiet, compared to what mine was.

She was content with the little things in life, she didn’t get upset easily and just enjoyed and took life in a stride. Of course she had her moments when she was down ,.

But it was inevitable that I one day found myself falling for her, and I realized this whilst i watched her put away a stack of books.

‘Why me?’ she asked me quite suddenly , to the say the least.

Y/n’s pov

It just sort of slipped out of my mouth.

“I'm sorry?” he looked taken aback.

“how does someone like you, someone just so....ambitious and who’s making it far in life , want to get to know someone like me, someone who prefers second hand shopping not just because its cheaper but because she’s got to?”

He put down his cup of coffee and walked closer to me, his scent hitting my nose.

“i think its the way you appreciate the little things in life, or perhaps the way you furrow your eyebrows while reading , or maybe its the way you're so passionate and gentle while handling a book, or its the way you feed the cat outside your apartment, even though it isn’t even your responsibility. Sometimes I think it’s the way you close your eyes and breathe in the morning air and the way you crinkle your nose if your coffee’s too bitter. I truly can’t place my finger on what has me falling for you love, but i know I'm far too smitten to go back” He looked at me , i was finding it hard to breathe.

His husky , yet soft English accent lingering in my head. His face was quite close to mine now and I could feel his warm breath.

“Can i kiss you , love?”

#tom hiddelston imagine #tom hiddleston x reader #tom Hiddleston x ofc #tom hiddleston x you #tom hiddleston x original female character #tom hiddleston request #tom hiddleston fluff #tom hiddleston one shot

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tinybibmpreg · 3 years

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finally i start another prompt challenge thing & finally i write a proper mpreg thing again lmao. anyways heres the first one im posting about my two villain ocs, Jack, the King of Spades, and Pastel. prompt 22 - Oh, you’re just grumpy

King of Spades: Just Grumpy

“Oh, you're just grumpy,” Pastel told her lover as he paced back and forth, complaining and grumbling. A few of their henchmen stood by, standing ramrod straight and still as statues. Pastel couldn't blame them for being so nervous. Jack was volatile even when he was in the best moods, and right now he was ranting and raving. “Cheer up, hon! Everythin’s on track today, you're halfway done making that new superweapon of yours, and Doc gave you a clean bill’a health this mornin’.”

Jack shot her an incredulous look. She gave him a big smile, which usually always helped to calm him when he was overstressed.

It didn't help.

Pastel supposed she shouldn't have been surprised. Doc had warned her from the start that as Jack’s pregnancy progressed, and knowing how erratic the man could be, he was bound to have moody episodes. So far the mood swings seemed to only enhance his usual ones during work- more intense anger while being thwarted by heroes, increased frustration at incompetent henchmen and difficultly building weapons, and an elevated sense of pride and elation whenever a plan or new device was successful. Not much of a change, and nothing unpleasant for Pastel. He'd settled a bit the past two months, but now that he was entering his third trimester the mood swings had come back with a vengeance.

It seemed Jack was hitting the next stage of moodiness. She hadn't been there to see what had set him off, but he had been working himself into a fit.

And now her best trick had failed.

Doc had said Jack might become unreasonable. He was pretty stubborn already, so Pastel had hoped she'd still be the one person that could always cheer Jack up no matter how upset he got.

“Just grumpy?!” Jack repeated, voice raised. Pastel laughed nervously. How wrong she'd been! Her laugh didn’t help either. “I’m miserable! This whole fucking freakshow is absolutely awful. I hate being pregnant! Having this stupid little parasite in my guts, making my life horrible-” He gesticulated wildly as he spoke, gesturing to his swollen belly as he referred to the baby as a parasite.

Pastel decided she wouldn't try to protest against him by listing what he himself had said wasn't horrible about being pregnant. He didn't look like he wanted to be reminded of his increased libido or that the baby would be inheriting his special blood type, which would let him use the child in his schemes. Maybe if he ranted for a while more he'd tire himself out and want to nap. Jack always felt better when he was well-rested. She tried to gently encourage him to get out what was really upsetting him beyond vaguely saying that he hated being pregnant. Maybe then she could help. “Oh, Pumpkin-”

She didn't get very far. “Don't ‘Pumpkin’ me! You're the reason I'm like this!”

“Actually that was Intoxic and Cal’s fault.” She wouldn't take responsibility for being pushed into their fellow villain’s weird experimental ooze twice by Jack’s nemesis, the hero Commander Cal. That wasn't her fault and Jack knew it. If anything, it was Jack’s. She’d told him both times it was a bad idea to work with Intoxic. They were brilliant at mass destruction and decommissioning heroes but had little control over what or who they destroyed and affected.

“Fine! Fine, you're right about that.” He waved that off. His anger began to morph into misery. “Sorry.”

“That's alright, hon. You're stressed. Did somethin’ happen while you were workin’ on that new thingy?” She tried to get him back on track.

“Yes. I can’t work.” Pastel glanced over at his work table. The new weapon he was building seemed to be fine, half-built as it was. There was no sign of anything having gone wrong. No burn marks or spillages, nothing smashed or scattered across the floor. His tools weren’t in their usual place, just thrown onto the table like when he got frustrated. It looked like he was screwing and welding something in place with small tools and precise measurements. She wasn’t sure what he was building, some new blaster or scanner of sorts, but it looked like it matched the blueprints Jack had hanging over the table.

Pastel wasn’t an engineer like Jack was, but everything seemed fine.

She rubbed his arms to coax him further, asking, “Why not, hon? Do you feel dizzy or tired?”

“No,” he answered, soundly utterly despondent. Their henchmen wisely all looked away, giving Jack the illusion of privacy. She lifted a hand to his face and he leaned into it. “I can’t use my tools. Everything aches and it’s too hard to walk around with my fucking back and hips, and my ankles and my hands are all swollen-” Glancing down at his hands let Pastel see that they were visibly swollen. The precise tools and tiny pieces he’d been working with would have been very difficult to use. Another glance at a nearby clock had her stifling a wince. Jack had been in his workshop since they’d gotten back from his doctor’s appointment. He’d been on his feet for hours. Jack did all his work standing and hated to take breaks while he was in the middle of a project.

No wonder he was on the verge of tears. It must have been hell on his back and ankles. Pastel sighed. She needed to start setting alarms or something to force him to take breaks. Maybe convince Jack to get a chair, at least until after he gave birth.

Those would be things to try to tackle later, once Jack was feeling better.

She stepped next to him so she could wrap an arm around him and give him a squeeze. It would have been preferable to give him a tight hug, but that was now impossible with his belly in the way and had been for a few months.

“How about we head on home so you can relax, Pumpkin? We’ll get ya off your feet and settled down, and I’ll rub your back and massage your hands. Saw something about that in one of your books.” She hadn’t thought too much about the different massage techniques one of Jack’s prenatal books listed, mostly focusing on what to do for the expected backaches. Pastel was sure it couldn’t be very different from a foot massage, which she thought she was pretty good at.

He glanced back at his work table, not too thrilled about the idea. Pastel stepped back in front of him and grabbed his wrists, lifting his swollen hands up between them. She jiggled them a bit, giving him a pointed look. “Hey…” he protested.

“Come on, hon. You know getting a massage always makes you feel better.” He grumbled and she insisted, “You don’t have to be embarrassed, hon.”

“Fine. We’ll head home.” He pulled away from her and quickly wiped at his eyes before stalking off. As he passed their henchmen, his face reddened and he hissed at them, “Not a fucking word about anything that happened today!”

A chorus of ‘yes, sir’s’ and nods followed them on their way out of the room. Pastel waved goodbye to them as she caught up with Jack, taking his arm. She took his car keys from his pocket and ignored his protest that only he drove his car. Since she was quicker than him now that he had extra weight and a new center of balance, he couldn’t try to get to the driver’s side before she was already settling in behind the wheel. She hit a button so his door slid open for him.

He grunted as he sat down, then hissed and turned away when he saw her grinning at him. “Don’t stare at me!” His ears went pink and Pastel was sure his face was just as hot. Jack was so easily flustered now.

“You’re so cute, Pumpkin.”

“Just drive.”

#mpreg #male pregnancy #i love jack n pastel a lot so i am going to do more prompt fills with them. jack hates being pregnant and pastel loves when hes pregnant #so its very fun to write lmao #oblio's fics #original story #Jack O. Spades (KoS)#Pastel (KoS)#King of Spades - story tag

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notanacousticsetcal · 3 years

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speak now - luke hemmings

summary - based off of the song speak now by taylor swift -- highly recommend listening before reading for the full experience.

warnings - none? nerves and kind of public speaking

word count - 1.6k - lyrics not included this time, lemme know if you guys prefer that

a/n - im SO sorry ive been MIA, i have had absolutely zero motivation. this is some trash i wrote a while ago and i thought i would post it while im trying to find inspiration to write something better. its the 5th installment of the song series so you can go check those out as well if you want! also, like i said in the word count, i did not include the lyrics this time around. i think i prefer that but im not sure, let me know if you guys want me to include the lyrics next time and i will! thank you for reading, i missed yall.

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Your mom’s old pale yellow dress didn’t fit as well as you had hoped but you had no other options, formal events were not a common occurrence in your life. The wedges pinched at your toes and the thin dress straps dug into your shoulders but the soft yellow complimented your skin and you liked the ribbon around the waist so it wasn’t a total loss.

You sucked in a sharp breath, adjusting the dress once more in the mirror before grabbing your purse and hustling out the door.

This wasn’t happening. You weren’t actually doing this. The girl who feels like she has to throw up before public speaking and stutters over small talk and avoids eye contact at all costs is supposed to stand up in front of 100 people and declare her love for the boy getting married to someone else? You felt nauseous thinking about it.

But you couldn’t sit idly by and watch the love of your life say “I do,” to the snobby girl that put gum in your hair in middle school. If there was ever a time that you would stand in front of a crowd voluntarily and speak, it would be now.

The venue was beautiful. The church had vaulted ceilings and large stained glass windows that cast colorful shadows on the hardwood flooring. There were cascading white curtains and pale pink tablecloths with little white doilies. It was pretty but humble and you felt a pang of jealousy in your chest.

Concealing yourself in the crowd wasn’t difficult considering she’d invited the county and all its neighbors. Everyone was in the pews standing and mingling and you noticed the only group sitting quietly was the family of the bride herself, all looking around carefully like the normal folk were unevolved cavemen. They wore coordinating lavender outfits with done up hair and hats with little feathers -- something straight out of a period piece.

You rolled your eyes at their judgmental nature and apparent superiority complex before your attention was drawn to the boys in the front row talking seriously among themselves, dread written clearly on their faces.

Calum, Ashton and Michael wore similar black tuxes, looking uncomfortable in the formal getup. You only watched for a few moments before you caught Ashton’s attention. He first looked shocked but his expression quickly became sincere. He gave you an apologetic smile which you returned before heading to the back to avoid any more curious eyes. His family would surely recognize you if they saw you and you didn’t want any extra attention on you until you were subjecting yourself to it.

As you waited for the ceremony to start, you stared fondly out the window at the snowy trees and calm serenity of nature before allowing yourself to be whisked away in a vivid daydream about what it might be like to tell him how you truly feel.

You jumped, pulled from your daydream by dark, heavy chords coming from the church organ. You cringed a little as the horribly ill fitting song continued, but readied yourself for the ceremony to begin.

The silk purple curtains concealed your figure enough in the back of the church and your heart rate began to rise. This was happening. You were about to profess your love to a man who might turn you down in front of everyone and their mother. But it would be worth it. You couldn’t live your whole life wondering “what if?”

You heard a squeak of door hinges from your right and held still. Any sudden movements might give you away.

A young girl came running through with a wicker basket in hand, poorly distributing rose petals along the aisle. Something caught your eye in the front of the room.

Luke stepped out, front and center, and straightened his tie. Your breath caught in your throat. He looked just the same as the last time you’d seen him on that warm summer night. You had expected some drastic change, to not even recognize him. But it was Luke. The same one that picked flowers with you at recess and stopped to wait for you whenever you needed to tie your shoe. The same one that was always there to dry your tears and to watch dumb romantic comedies with you without complaining. He stood there quietly, clean shaven and rosy cheeked, the same Luke you knew and loved.

You pushed away the more upsetting memories, like the one from that warm, sticky night. The image of his tear stained cheeks and pleading eyes.

Moments later, your eyes were pulled from Luke. Courtney came strutting through the open Mahogany doors, waving like she was fucking Queen Elizabeth.

You rolled your eyes at her bedazzled ball gown and fake pageant smile. She didn’t care about Luke, she cared about image and reputation. Which is why you were really about to piss her off.

You looked back towards Luke and tried to read his expression but it was stoic, unmoved. You wish that was me, don’t you?

Courtney reached Luke and shot him a wide smile, to which he returned. Except Luke's was empty, not sincere. Luke had always thought Courtney was beautiful and smart and made the decision from there that marrying her wouldn’t be so bad. After you had turned him down in the glow of the firelight on that July night. It broke him and you hated yourself every day because of it. You weren’t ready to love him then. But you were most certainly ready now.

Ready to risk everything for that blue eyed boy.

The ceremony progressed and the preacher neared the end of the formalities. You felt your time was nearing. Your knees were weak and knocky, your hands shaking.

The preacher paused, and with his booming voice said “if anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot lawfully be joined together in matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.” He looked down, preparing to move on and read the next portion, assuming no one would protest. No sane person ever protested.

Your breath hitched in your throat. It was now or never. If you didn’t find it in you to step forward at this moment, the person you love most in this world might be gone forever.

The room fell silent and you closed your eyes, pushing the sheer curtain aside and taking a shaky step forward. You heard heads turn and a few audible gasps.

When you opened your eyes, everyone had turned to you. Every familiar face, every friend, every stranger.

You caught Courtney’s eye and she looked as if every fiber of her being was on fire. If someone reached out and touched her in that moment, they’d get a 3rd degree burn. She looked like she was trying to strangle you with her eyes.

You flattened your dress once more and looked up, bracing yourself for the look on Luke’s face.

He didn’t look angry or upset, just… confused. And surprised.

You took that as a sign to continue. You softly cleared your throat, speaking directly to the man in front of you. “I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion but you are not the kind of boy… who should be marrying the wrong girl.” There were some shocked whispers and appalled gasps but you ignored them.

You walked forward down the aisle to get a clearer look at Luke and stopped at the stairs. You felt like you were alone with him now and it made it easier. “So don’t say yes, let’s run away now. I’ll meet you when you’re out of the church at the back door. Don’t wait or say a single vow, you need to hear me out.” You looked at him with pleading eyes and for the first time, his facade fell. You saw the glint of relief in his eyes and the slump of his once tense shoulders.

Luke looked around once more at all of the people that had gathered there today for him and knew he needed to make a decision. He turned to look at his friends stationed behind him, and to no surprise, their faces were lit up with pure happiness and relief. He couldn’t help but smile back at them. Calum threw him a thumbs up and Michael mouthed “go with her, dumbass.”

Luke turned back to the audience and spotted his mother in the crowd. He tried to read her expression but when she gave him a soft, curt nod, he knew what he had to do.

He quickly grabbed Courtney’s hands and your face immediately fell. He was going to choose her after all.

Then, he whispered something you didn’t expect. “I'm sorry, Court. This is a mistake, you don’t love me and I don’t love you — you and I both know that. We can’t do this. I have to go.” He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek quickly as she stood, frozen.

You felt a pang of guilt. But then you remembered that she would get over it and be marrying someone filthy rich by the time she was 25 and didn’t feel so bad anymore.

Luke then turned back to you. He jogged down the steps and pulled you into a hug. It was so silent in the church now, you could hear a pin drop.

He grabbed your shoulders and kissed your forehead. “Let’s run away now, I’ll meet you when I’m out of my tux at the back door.”

You nodded, tears in your eyes, and ran towards the double doors of the church. This was the best decision you had ever made.

You stood in the crisp, chilly air, waiting for Luke to come out of the door on the side of the church. Snow fell on your hair and eyelashes and you reached out a hand to catch some flakes.

In only three minutes he’d managed to change back into his black skinny jeans, looking like himself again. You could’ve cried at the sight.

“Hi,” you said. What else do you say to someone when you just got them to call off a marriage at the alter?

His smile grew and he ran forward, nearly tackling you in a giant hug. His hands found the back of your head and his eyes searched your face, memorizing every feature, worried that at any second, he might wake up from this amazing dream. “So glad you were around when they said speak now.”

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If you come back to this, would you consider doing hcs for the rdr2 boys coping with bad breakups? 👀🙈💖👉👈😳

I love your stuff btw! Hope the hiatus is going well and you're having fun being absorbed into new fandom stuff <3

JSKajhdhajfskhjdkajsh AHHHHHHHHHHH YOU ARE TOO SWEET WTF🥺🥺So I just went ahead and wrote this request for you LOOOOOL😎💘😳🤠

even tho I would still say I’m on hiatus.... I was just thinking about Mister Arthur Morgan today and how much i want to sit on his lap and hug him and kiss his cheeks and hold his face against my chest.... So I figure this is as good a time as any to write some stuff for rdr2...

Plus... I really am happy about the fact that people like my work enough to still send me asks!!! I miss the rdr2 fandom a lot tbh because as I’m sure you all have been know... The bnha fandom is a little..... wack tbh..... But regardless, I am having as much fun as i possibly can under the circumstances!!! Theres a lot of good content there...

and just in case u like bnha... you can actually find me at @ihatebnha if you want to read any of my current BNHA stuff (tho im sorta taking a break there too temporarily). Either way, even if you don’t, i appreciate u all for sticking with me and I MISS U GUYS so i hope this does u all some justice!

anyway... i hope this is what you were looking for because I LOVE UUUUUU!! ENJOY💚🧡❤️

Arthur

First of all………. If you break up with Arthur I personally will come beat you up

Secondly….

Honestly, he probably just goes completely numb

He doesn’t have the emotional stability or strength to handle unpacking how or why it’s happening

You ask to break up with him and his soul leaves his body and he’s just “Ok.🙂Whatever you think is best, baby.”

And that’s the end of it. Won’t even let you explain.

This means don’t prank him by pretending to break up with him either because you’ll accidentally kill him

Like he genuinely probably thinks that he deserves whatever it is that made you want to break up with him and that there’s really nothing he can do to feel better about it

Even if was just something like, long distance problems or needing a break

This also hurts so badly because I feel like… getting to the point where Arthur even wants to date you takes FOREVER… He really really needs to trust and love the person who he’s with…

And so to see them leave would just break his heart up into pieces and he wouldn’t be able to handle that all over again

He just… becomes a ghost

Anyone from the gang even mentions it or asks how he is and he just tells them he’s fine and doesn’t need to talk about it

Even if he really is aching deep down… He just can’t bring himself to talk about it because it still doesn’t make any sense to him

And honestly, he just doesn’t want things to hurt any more than they already do by acknowledging them or facing them head on

So he just submits to it all being his fault, it was the right thing to do, that you’re happier without him, etc. and permanently shuts himself off

If you left him, that would be the absolute final straw and he would just throw himself into his work and never look back

And honestly wouldn’t even notice if someone else was making moves on you, that’s how out of it he is.

You wouldn’t even notice something was wrong unless you TRULY knew Arthur

He’s a tough cookie

John

John is the guy who acts like he’s fine if anyone sees him but cries 24/7 when he’s alone

If anyone asks him about it he’s like “I don’t care, it’s fine and I respect their decision… I’m a man, not a baby.”

But the truth is…. Sir… You ARE baby

Honestly…. He’s just saying all that so people don’t really know how much he’s hurting or think he’s weak and try to help

And in a modern setting, Abigail, Arthur, Hosea, anyone really, can’t go to his apartment because he’s lost all motivation to take care of himself

Dishes piled up, laundry everywhere, he’s been wearing the same pajamas for a week, his trash is full of microwave meal packages… It’s just so fucking bad

Single Man Shit

Probably goes through bouts of rage too

Was he not good enough? Did you think you weren’t good enough? Was it the fact that he has Abigail and Jack? Is he too ugly for someone pretty like you?

It’s in these moments that he starts throwing stuff around and kicking chairs and whatnot

I imagine it’s all pretty nonviolent but he still just wants to make a mess to release all that pent up frustration

But he always just ends up on the floor or in bed crying again because he really doesn’t understand what went wrong since he was trying so hard to be a good partner

He wanted to be good for you :(

At least to make up for what he did to Abigail

Probably a couple months after the breakup he starts feeling better…

Picks his laundry up and does the dishes and starts to open up to the gang again

He’s definitely still sad when he thinks about it all… But he knows he’ll get over it as long as you seem happy from afar

If any of the other boys from camp try to make a move on you, he does his best to ignore it… Knowing it’s not his place to speak for you anymore, even if seeing you with someone else does make him sad

And he probably takes some extra time to spend with Abigail and Jack, too

There’s really no one like your family (even if they’re chosen) to make you feel better in situations like this

(Especially since they went through the same thing as him BY him)

Karma’s a bitch, lol

Charles

Charles... My love….. My baby…….

He takes a while to fall apart because honestly, he’s just so confused

He definitely does not recover quickly, but of course, appears to function kind of normally

If anything, he just gets more quiet and distant than before, simply because he needs a lot of time and space to think about everything

And because looking at you hurts so badly

When you mention breaking up, he probably just stands up and walks away

And if you chase after him trying to explain, he’ll tell you that you don’t need to justify yourself, and that he just needs to be alone

However, deep down, he’s gutted and really just needs the space to process what you said and then calm down

He doesn’t want to face the gang, and possibly you, again, crying, hence why he doesn’t come back for a while, but he knows that he can’t just run away from everything

He never thought that you’d be capable of hurting him in the way that you did

And he wonders what the final straw that pushed you over the edge was

He definitely saw you staying together for a long time, and had a lot of ideas for your future, so the breakup was especially surprising and devastating for that reason alone

And he would probably never want to speak to you again

Not really because he hated you, but because it would be too emotional for him to be around you knowing you didn’t feel the same as him

And even though he’s okay with emotions, the gang just isn’t exactly the right space for him to deal with them

Though he probably eventually talks about it with Arthur after a couple months, once he finds another normal, and bonds with him over the shared experience

He would never be able to ask you this, but he wonders if the reason you left him was for the same reasons he’s shunned in society

I think that would hurt him the most… if you didn’t want to be seen with him in public

Even though he knows that it’s unlikely, since he didn’t want to hear your reasons for leaving, it’s something that he thinks about

Even if it would hurt him to see you with someone else, he wouldn’t do anything about it

And as always, he’d just stay quiet, watching

Micah

Micah blames you

Everything is your fault. Everything.

Oh, you want to break up with him? When he’s been so nice to you? So good? He’d literally do anything for you, and you’re not happy with that? You’re such an ungrateful bitch! Fuck you! He never even wanted to date you in the first place, so it’s your fault for making him love you. Sorry he tried soooo hard.

Any semblance of sadness he feels about losing you turns to rage so quickly since he just really cannot fathom why you’d leave him

Genuinely thinks he’s the best boyfriend you’ve ever had and ever will

SIR…????

Despite his anger, he probably is sad deep down… He just doesn’t really recognize it as sadness in the first place

His chest aches when he thinks about you? His eyes sting and burn when he looks at you? His stomach hurts at any and every thought of you?

You’re just an ugly witch who wants him dead.

He has never felt any of these things before, and frankly, he hates feeling like this.

And absolutely refuses to admit to himself that maybe… MAYBE… he just misses you and wants you back…

Honestly though, you will never get word nor wind of this, and before long, he really just does start to hate you.

If you weren’t in the gang, and were ever in a situation where you saw him again, he’d try to make your life a hell.

He’d tease you in front of whoever you were with, talking about how he’s probably the best fuck you’d ever have and that “if you still wanted to fuck him,” he “wouldn’t blame you…” and might even think about it going at it on more time

In a modern setting, he’s definitely a hate fucking type of ex

And if he ever saw you with a new boy, he would probably try to lay some hands on them for even thinking about touching you

AND STILL doesn’t realize that this means he still loves you… But whatever

If you break up with him, guaranteed you’re probably never getting back together

Dutch

Dutch is a tough one… I feel like it really depends on how long you’ve been together, the reason why you want to breakup, and how much value he has for the you and relationship itself

I think he’d be more upset about a long term relationship ending than anything and he’d definitely try to argue with you about any of the problems you bring up

He definitely hits you with the, “you should’ve known what you were getting into,” which, honestly, is a pretty fair point

He doesn’t actually want you to leave him, though… He just doesn’t really want to change

Which is why the whole thing ends up being so T O X I C

But if he realizes that you are actually serious about breaking up, he isn’t above saying that he’ll put the work into fixing everything

Though that’s kind of a lie, since he’s mostly just saying it to get you to stay

If the argument gets too intense, he’ll let you walk away

But only because he’s going to brainstorm about how to get you back

I’m sure this is a given, but none of the other boys at camp are allowed to even think about getting close to you

It wasn’t so bad when you and Dutch were still together, but if he wants you back, everyone is a threat

Arthur and John are given direct orders to not even comfort you… And Dutch even tries to get Miss Grimshaw to be mean to you

At least so he can swoop in and save you… Thinking that you’ll run right back into his arms if no one except him is nice to you

Because that’s where you belong

If he doesn’t manage to succeed in winning you back, the moment he realizes that everything is over, he will 100% start ignoring you

And don’t put it past him to try show off the fact that he’s found someone new to fuck

Honestly, since he’s the leader, at this point, he’d probably just be looking for a good way to get rid of you

Nothing violent, just find a little brothel he can pop you in when the gang’s about to leave some random town

Seems like a good idea to him… Since if he’s not special, no one is.

Same reason why, if you cheat on him, you will never see the whites of his eyes again

Much less anyone from the gang

Kieran

To give Kieran some credit... He’s probably the most in touch with his emotions

He doesn’t respond very well to the breakup, just says okay and lets you walk away, but he’s not above accepting the truth and just crying about it for a while

First and foremost, you need to be happy, even if it means without him

Part of him wants to beg for you to stay so badly… Hold onto the bottom of your shirt and cry… But I know that he probably thinks he doesn’t deserve to and would be able to stop himself

Obviously, you know better than him about everything so why would you be wrong about breaking up?

His work definitely lags and he ends up spending more time with the animals than anyone else, but he’s okay at holding himself together

No one would even know he’s still suffering unless they talked to him about it

Which they don’t, really, and honestly he’s sort of glad, because it gives him a lot of time to think about everything

Which is why, even months after the breakup, if he hasn’t found someone new, he still thinks about what it would be like if you stayed

Daydreams about cuddling with you, about dancing with you, about brushing the horses with you, starting a family, everything…

He wishes it were his so badly

And so seeing you with another boy, especially if it were someone else at camp, would absolutely kill him

And yet, he’d still manage to keep it all to himself. Nothing but his greedy eyes left

Self esteem gone forever… He’d take you back in a heartbeat

Doesn’t help that the poor baby definitely gets clowned by Dutch and Micah about not being able to keep “a good fuck” around

It really hurts… But in the end, he knows they’re right

Javier

Javier probably gets over everything the quickest out of all of the boys.

I just see him as having the most romantic experience out of all of them, so he understands how relationships (and breakups) work

His logic is, why would he want to be with someone who doesn’t want to be with him?

Which makes getting over you faster than normal

Especially since, regardless of why you wanted to leave, he’s going to respect your wishes

Definitely a little peeved at first though because he thought things were fine between the two of you

He’s just not going to bother trying to get you to stay

Especially since he knows that he can be kind of flirty with people even when he’s with you

That being said, if he sees any of the other boys at camp trying to get with you, he’s going to be BIG MAD

First of all, he was there first, so they should know better than to touch someone else’s things

And second of all, it would just feels like they’re showing off the fact that you left him, rather than the other way around

But honestly, he probably wouldn’t care if you found a stranger to mess with. It’s not like they know your relationship history, and honestly, he knows it wouldn’t be fair if he were ever to find someone else he likes.

So he’s fine watching you run around

It’s only ever late at night, if it’s been a while since you’ve spoken to him, or he’s feeling lonely, that he thinks about what things would be like if you were still with him

He wonders what really made you leave, and if you were honest with him during the relationship

Overall, he’d be okay, but would definitely still be down to fuck if you ever wanted! You may not want to be with each other anymore, but it doesn’t change the fact you guys had some bomb ass sex

Sean

Sean is another boy who’s going to be a bit more angry than sad

That being said, he’s no where near as bad as Micah and knows that the anger comes from the sadness

He’s just extremely frustrated that things didn’t work out, and resents the fact that you didn’t even want to try and fix things with him

It’s not like he really blames you for that… But he wishes that he could

Especially since throughout it all, even now, he doesn’t actually hate you, and still wishes that you would come back

He’s knows his personality can be a little overwhelming, but he would’ve been willing to change if it made you happy!

But honestly, since he doesn’t need to anymore, everything about him just gets a bit… Worse

Constantly making a show of showing off for the other girls at camp, always trying to flirt with the girls at the saloon, talking the boys’ heads off about anything and everything…

Just to distract himself and prove that he’s doing fine… That you didn’t hurt him at all, and he doesn’t need you

But even he’s not all that convinced

If any of the other boys at camp start messing around with you, he’ll definitely start a fight with them, feeling like were just doing it to piss him off

He’d lose, though, and would end up just going to bed and crying.

If he saw you flirting with a stranger, he’d be equally as mad, but he probably wouldn’t do anything other than get super drunk in front of you to ruin the mood

Eventually he starts feeling more like himself, and it definitely helps if you don’t treat him weirdly, but he finds that he does still think of you when he sees cute married girls or children, wondering what he would’ve had if things didn’t go wrong.

Especially since he also gets teased by the gang for not being able to hold it down… Despite his constant talk

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 headcanons #arthur morgan x reader #red dead redemption 2 headcanons #rdr2 #rdr2 x reader #I HOPE THIS IS WHAT U WANTED #ur ask was just so sweet i had to write something for it #and this was fun #anon #ask #Anonymous

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fleetwoodmak99 · 3 years

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Primed for Sin (2/10)

SUMMARY: This is Arthur's point of view of meeting Elena and the effect it has on him. Arthur doesn't really know what he's gonna do but he doesn't know that she's the one.

WARNING: Delusions, masturbation, smut, stalking, smoking weed and mental illness (Borderline Personality Disorder and PBA)

Please kindly do not read this if these offends or triggers anyone. Im always here to listen if someone needs it.

Hey again. This is part 2 of idk how many parts to the Primed for Sin story. Like I said before idk where I'm gonna go with this but this chapter is gonna be more dark when it talk about stalking and mental illness. I decided to have Elena too have stuggles with mental illness as well because I felt it better represent what I'm going through with my own mental health. So I apologize if I offend anyone or if anyone feels misrepresented.

Primed for Sin Part 1

Arthur could feel his whole body ache as he sat on the couch in the apartment he shared with his mother. His legs bounced as he sat back on the couch. One of his hands coming up to his mouth to take a drag of a cigarette while the other one held the boys toy train. He could feel another one of his laughing fits hit once again.

He couldn't help the raging fits of laughter that escaped him as he felt the sharp pain of anxiety shocking his body. He remembers the events that had happen earlier that day.

He tried to think of something else, anything else but he couldn't stop himself from thinking of how beautiful that girl was when she had smiled at him earlier. How she smelled of peppermint, it reminded him of Christmas. Even though he never really was able to really celebrate it, something about the season always brought him comfort.

He felt his pain starting to ease as the laughter once again started to die down for what seemed to be the millionth time today. Ever since this morning he's been having laughing attacks left and right. He squeezed the toy train even harder. His thoughts beginning to roam again. He didn't know anything about that girl but he knew he needed to know more. No, craved to know more. There was nothing that would keep him from her. He already knew this, he just didn't know how far he would take himself for it.

He imagined that she would be the perfect good girl for him. She's already seemed to be a mother figure which delighted Arthur. Maybe one day she would be round with his child.

No. Stop it Arthur, he thought to himself. There will be plenty of time for that. For now, he wanted to know more about the boy she was with. Who was he to her? Her son? Has she been with another man? Is she a virgin?

The thoughts ran rapid through his head as he started to spiral. Nothing made him more upset than thinking about another man's hands on her. So he did what his thoughts told him to do. He gathered information on her. Anything he could find. The easiest way to do this was to follow the woman as she goes about her day. He knew it was wrong, the small voice in his head told him so but there there even larger voices telling him to go through.

After a few days of this, he was able to find out more about the sweet girl. Her name was Elena Wheeler. She worked at a comedy club, one that Arthur had gone to often. She did singing gigs on the side while she bartended for the most part. Arthur noticed she like to cover 50s songs as well as write some of her own songs. Arthur would find himself relax while enjoying her voice each night. She would work this job most days while the boy would go to a behavioral center for children.

The boy on the other hand wasn't her son but her younger brother, yet she was the one who had custody over him. This was most likely so he too wouldn't end up in the system.

This gave Arthur some relief as his virgin theory might be true. He'd watch the two of them interact with one another. Almost being jealous of the way they played together. He wish he had that with someone. He will, soon.

It was obvious that the boy had some major abandonment issues. He would cry every time she would kiss him goodbye. Only calming down hours later when he's starts watching a cartoon or until she returns. But Arthur could also tell that Elena had some issues of her own. She too would be antsy every time she was away from the child. Never allowing herself to rest until she knew she was ok.

Arthur would watch her through the window of the complex building. One thing he did notice immediately was the constant hits from a bong. He was honestly surprised how much she could smoke. If she were drinking, he would actually be concerned for her. The girl was small and shouldn't take much to get a high yet there she was coughing up a storm from hitting it so much. Michael was in the other room watching his Thomas show. Arthur couldn't help but wonder why she did this so much. Maybe she was lonely too.

Arthur was able to keep track of her favorite things, what upset her, what made her happy. Everything and anything. He would notice her moods would change frequently. She would be happy one minute and crying the next especially when she was away from Michael. He could see her trying her best to hold it together for the little guy. He really did. His heart leaped just watching it. His heart leaped even more when he saw he watching the Murry Show being played most nights after putting Michael to bed. She's perfect.

Arthur started to understand her more when he was able to get his hands on some of her records. He won't say how but let's just say he has his ways aka breaking and entering. He was glad he did when he saw an entire file dedicated to her.

She had been diagnosed with Boderline personality disorder when she was 18. She herself had been in behavioral centers for having difficulty controlling her anger. She also lived in foster home for most of her childhood it seemed since both her parents abandoned her when she was around 4 years old. Even though her parents had started coming in and out of her life when she turned 18, she never really gained anything from it.

It saddened Arthur to see she had had to struggle so much but that just seems to be a common theme around here in Gotham.

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After a long day of clowning around at his extremely emotionally draining job. He had done his nightly routine of watching Murray and cooking for his mother. After what seemed like an eternity, his mother had finally drifted off into sleep. He felt himself finally relax and with this he let his mind wander.

He wanted to see her. Just see her face. That's all he needed. Even if it was through a window in the freezing cold in the ally way behind the building. Luckily she didn't live on a high floor. That was enough for him to take action.

Arthur quietly grabbed his coat and shoes as he slipped out the door and into the cold. He shivered as the coolness hit his body.

Finally making it to his usual spot for that last few days and set himself up, only looking up when he was finished. His eyes focused on Elenas apartment window. It was dark with the only light coming from the TV in one of the bedrooms. He figured she had put Michael to bed because he could see her all alone, he paused, in only a gray tank top and black panties.

His heart started to race and he could already feel his throat starting to react. The laughter was ready to pour out.

Maybe this isn't a good idea, he thought to himself as he started to reach down to grab his things.

Yet he still couldn't tear his eyes from what he was seeing. Her tangled in the covers with her short brown hair all messy from moving around. It certainly was a sight to see. His cock agreed as it immediately started becoming hard.

The small voice in his head told him to stop. He knew it was wrong to watch her but when her hand started to move up and down her bare leg he knew he couldn't turn away. It was like she knew he was there almost. Like she was putting on a show just for him.

He grew harder and harder the more he watched. Watching her eventually making her way down to her panties, slipping her hand just inside. It didn't take long for her face to start turning and her body to start squirming. It didn't take long before he became hard enough it started to hurt leaning against his pants. He wanted to relieve himself so bad. More importantly he wanted to relieve himself in her but knew that couldn't happen right now.

He couldn't take it anymore when she started to grab at the sheets of the bed. He pulled out his cock that was already leaking with precum. Arthur didn't get a lot of action so when he did he just couldn't contain himself.

Arthur placed his dick in his hand as he started to slowly pump himself. He tried to match the same movements as her, trying to think it was her hand instead. He imagined they would be gentle and soft. His were the total opposite.

He imagined her saying his name. Whispering as she cums or screaming it as he fucked her. He knew he wasn't gonna be able to last long with all these dirty thoughts roaming his head. To his delight she couldn't seem to either. Elenas back was arched as her hands started to tease her breasts underneath her tank top.

He was right as her body started to shake, her chest move up and down swiftly as she starts to come down from her high. This gave Arthur the silent ok for him to cum as well. And when this boy cums, he cums everywhere. He just can't hold himself back. Shamefully cumming in a nearby trashcan so no one would see.

He quickly cleaned himself up, looking up and down the ally to make sure no one is watching. He couldn't help the connection he felt with her. She was so sweet the first time they meet and she's perfect now weak against her mattress.

Ok its time to make a move.

#arthur fleck x you #arthur fleck x female reader #arthur fleck x reader #arthur fleck #arthur fleck x y/n #joker #arthur fleck smut

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nekowriteshaikyuu · 4 years

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Afraid

even if you’re afraid in falling in love again, i’ll wait till you’re ready.

pairing : kageyama x reader

a/n : so uhh,,,the next few weeks(let’s just be safe and say the next month) i have tests after tests, and some of them are graded TmT. So this mean i’ll have to take some time off writing because- as much as i say f school and that it sucks, i still have to at least ace it so i’m trouble free TmT. So,,yeah. But do send in some requests and i’ll (hopefully) make drafts of them when im free and soon publish it.

but for now, enjoy more milk boi content:) (i hope i dont f this up like my previous one hngg)

yall know the drill: apologies if it doesn’t match the characterrrr. okay enjoy:)

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you look absolutely stunning. your smooth, silky hair, your heartwarming smile, your toned body and perfect glossy eyes, every little detail about you just makes kageyama fall into a deeper hole. Ever since you moved in to karasuno, you had people drolling over you. Including the hot-tempered setter.

Honestly speaking, you could have gotten a boyfriend by now after the popular boy in the school hit you up. But to his surprise, you turned him down. Every boy who tried to ask you out or confess their feelings for you, you constantly turn them down. Not one of them did you accept. This brought kageyama to the thought that if he were to shoot his shot, it’s very clear he wouldn’t even have a chance.

But just seeing you everytime during practice, talking to yachi about your school work and other stuff, he just can’t thinking of you. He’d shoot glances at you from time to time, making sure he’s not being suspicious at the same time.

Hinata actually noticed this and took this as an advantage to tease the setter.

“hmmm? Is kageyama seeing someone ??” He cooed. Kageyama would have grabbed his hair and yank him to the wall but he stopped himself to not make a scene. after you left the gym, he was finally able to breathe normally. Your presence always tense him up, hoping he won’t embarrass himself infront of you.

Practice ended and everyone was changing when kageyama sighed heavily which caught everyone’s attention.

“aw, is someone upset that he can’t win a person’s heart?” tsukki said along with yamaguchi giggling afterwards. Kageyama glances his way before picking up his bag. Before he could even head out the changing room, Daichi stopped him by putting his hand on kageyama’s shoulder.

“you know, if it really bothers you, you should just go for it. Even if she were to turn you down, at least get that feeling off your chest.” Sugawara nods is agreement along with ennoshita. Kageyama couldn’y do anything but sigh, then nodding afterwards.

“alright, i’ll do it. today.”

“eh?! uhh- i mean take your time and find the right moment kagey-”

“thank you, daichi. I’ll be off now.” Kageyama bowed before leaving the captain standing still, facing the door that was shut closed.

“don’t worry, daichi, i’m sure he means well.” suga tried to comfort his captain who is dreaded with fear for his teammate.

“y/n !” you heared someone calling you from behind. You turned to see kageyama running towards you. You stopped your tracks as you slowly waited for him to get closer.

“kageyama ! finished practice ?” he nodded as he tried to catch his breathe. After a while, he stood up straight, clearing his throat before speaking.

“let me walk you home.” you could feel your heart throbbing. But you shook your head, declining the offer.

“no it’s okay, i’m fine. well, i’ll see you-”

“please, it’s late and very dangerous.” He pleaded. You sighed before allowing and you both then began walking back to your house. The walk was silent, with an awkward tension and a small gap between the both you. You both barely spoke to each other, just occasional ‘hello’ and ‘how’s your day?’, so to walk home with him is something you weren’t prepared for.

You both reached the playground near your house and you stopped for a second. Kageyama noticed and he stopped his tracks, walking back to check if you’re okay.

“y/n, is something wron-”

“i’m so sorry kageyama. but i don’t like you” your sudden of words really shattered him. He wasn’t ready yet. He wanted a few more moments before accepting the fact. But the truth has been told, and he soon have to accept it.

“it’s okay, im not forcing yo-” his words were cut when he noticed tears rolling down your cheeks. You tried your best to hold into the tears but after feeling his sudden touch, rubbing your shoulder, you couldn’t help it. You bawled your eyes out and kageyama was freaking out internally. He didn’t what to do. So he just guided you to a bench, sat you down, and waited patiently as you let loose of this tight feeling.

you’ve never really told anyone that you’ve always been afraid of falling in love ever since your previous relationships. To date someone and fall in love with them so deeply, only to realise they don’t feel the same way anymore after some time. Everyone you loved, left you. not one of your lovers ever stayed for long. This resulted you into losing hope, feeling unwanted or just used. So to constantly get love letters or being confessed under a sakura tree, it really upsets you that one day any one of these boys will leave you if they ever get tired of you. Which is something you never want to experience, ever again.

Kageyama sat down beside you and patiently waited as you eased up. You slowly catch your breath, sniffing and wiping the excess tears. After a while, you’ve slowly calmed down from the sudden outburst.

“i guess i shouldn’t really keep it to myself” you smiled to the ground and kageyama looked at you with concern.

“take your time, i’m always hear to listen” he reassured. God, you miss this feeling. The feeling of someone taking their time to just sit down with you and listen to your thoughts. You let out a heavy sigh, before looking at him with puffed up eyes.

“i’ve been into a few relationships. Unfortunately, all of them didn’t turn out well. I felt used, unwanted. Because of this, i’ve always thought that every boy who i’m going to date, will eventually leave me. That is why, i constantly turn them down, just for the sake that i won’t go through the same thing over and over again.” you admit. You were expecting kageyama to tell you to just ‘go for it’ or ‘don’t be scared. you won’t know if it will work out this time’, just like every boy said to you. But all he did was looked at you, staring deep into your eyes, as in he was guilty to make you speak up about something personal.

“i understand.” he cut the silence. He smiled slightly as he look at you. His smile, just something about his smile made your heart skipped a beat. Before it could go any further, you sprung up, grabbing your bag before turning back to kageyama, flashing the same smile which is now known to kageyama that it’s fake.

“well, it’s late. i have to go now. i’ll see you tomorrow !” you waved before walking away. Kageyama took a few moments to recollect his thoughts, before grabbing his bag and sprinting back to you again. no, he can’t let you lose hope. He wants to be the one to change your perspective of love. He wants to show you that he generally cared. and most certainly, he wants to let you know, that in any circumstances, he would never, ever, leave you.

You felt someone caught your wrist before pulling you closer towards them. You spun before looking directly at kageyama, who’s giving off an expression that you’ve never seen before.

“ I don’t care how long will it take for you to slowly open up again. Days, weeks, months, even years.But I want to let you know, that i’m always here. I’m never leaving you alone. Whatever it takes, i’ll trade anything, absolutely anything, to see you happy once more. So,,even if you’re still afraid of falling in love again, i’ll always be here. waiting.” The way kageyama spoke didn’t feel like a lie. It felt as if he really spoke from the bottom of his heart. he slowly loosen the grip around your wrist, bowing politely and walking back home.

you slowly watch him walk away, clenching your heart. Did he really meant that ? Was he really stating the truth? whatever it is, you felt that kageyama would actually keep his promise.

Maybe, he is right. You shouldn’t lose hope. Not all of the boys are the same, because someone made you think otherwise. Which was none other than Kageyama Tobio.

a/n : OKAY!! Due to personal reasons, i will now dig my grave ;-; but yeaah hope this is okay. Wrote this on the spot when i had a sudden thought about love. Technically i do feel like love is really,,,a jigsaw puzzle. In order to work things out, communication is key. But i’m afraid a few of the relatonships i have observed didn’t work out well because they lack in that aspect. but this is just my personal opinion (please don’t attack me). Anyways yesshh uhmm i’ll be taking a break for now, but i’ll still be active (reading other people’s haikyuu hc huhuhu) and stuff. Also once again, feel free to send in request or just random questions (i love doing Q&A lmao) and i’ll answer them :3 alright, see yalls in a few weeks time ;)

#haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #kageyama x y/n #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio #haikyuu!#kageyama #tobio x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu tobio #haikyuu x you

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mother-snake · 4 years

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self preservation

@idkanameatall enjoy the angst!

to everyone, ask and the next story i write i shall tagg you if youd like so you dont miss out!

(sorry for this lengthy boi. Also, my cat missy says hello

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angst. very angsty and i dont know what else to put as a warning cause i wrote 90 precent of this around two weeks ago... please say if there is something im missing... :P

- janus helps the others but can they help him, thast baiscaly the plot-

The first person to get a slight feel for Janus’s intentions was Logan.

He had huddled himself into his room for a couple days, trying his best to make a schedule that he knew would just end up being forgotten by the others. his computer screen was blank. He hadn’t even started. The knowledge of the fact that it wasn’t going to be used stopping him. Why should he do this if it will just be disregarded? he knew they wouldn’t listen to him I he just asked for them to try and stick to the plan. They would only ignore and apologise. He’d forgive them and it would continue like that.

His eyes were heavy. He hadn’t felt like this in a long while. Not since Thomas was a teenager, when he was always being worked overtime.

He was fine. He was going to be okay. They would listen this time.

It was then that he sensed the other presence in his room. He didn’t need to turn to know that the deceitful side was there. It was six, he would always visit around this time every other day.

But when he looked at the time, he knew it was for another reason. It was three in the morning, and he had visited yesterday. so why was he here?

“lying to yourself I see Logan,” he let out a sigh, “get some rest, you’ve been in here for four days,” “I can’t, I need to get this done,” Logan muttered to himself as he stared at the screen. “Logan, your over worked, you’re tired. Continue this tomorrow, it will still be here when you wake up,” the scale covered side closed over the computer screen and stared at the logical side with a small smile.

It was then that Logan realised he had actually started crying.

Janus held a hand out to the other who took it thankfully. His legs shook as he tried to stand up. the bed looked enticing to him. He was hit by a wave of pure tiredness.

He didn’t remember falling asleep? he felt something giving off a small amount of heat and tucked himself closer. He heard a small chuckle. That wasn’t normal. he cracked his eyes open to be met with Janus smiling at him. Oh… he forgot about the other side.

He locked gazes with the other side for couple seconds before looking away with a small blush. “how do you feel?” Janus asked. “I… don’t feel anything” he stated. “that’s a lie, try again Logan,” “I… I feel better,” he did feel better, just a little bit drained but not as much as he did yesterday.

Half an hour later they were downstairs in the kitchen. Logan being the earliest up wouldn’t be a surprise to the others, but Janus still lived over in the dark side. he had always wondered what it was like over there. He wondered if it looked anything like the light side’s commons. How many other dark sides where there.

For the first time as the kitchen light flickered on, he caught something familiar the other side was wearing. Several things actually.

“is that Virgil’s old hoodie?”

The back hoodie was one he wouldn’t forget. The green fabric around his neck acting like a scarf he recognised as Remus old sash. It was bizarre to see. But he didn’t mind.

“yes, he gave it to me when he changed his outfit,” Janus spoke as he grabbed two bowls from the coubard.

“so, the scarf I take it was Remus old sash?” he only got a nod in response.

The deceitful side put a bowl of chocolate pebbles in front of Logan who sat down at the table. The other side had a bowl of krispies. Oh, he hoped that roman didn’t think it was him that stole his cereal again.

The two ate in silence. Both found it quite pleasant, but for two different reasons.

One because he hated how loud the others could get, the other because he had some company, something he hadn’t had in a very long time.

By the time the others had come down the stairs, Janus had long gone knowing they wouldn’t take too well to his company. A small part of him was upset that the other wouldn’t stay longer.

Patton had been the first to arrive. He smiled as he saw Logan sitting at the table. the next two to come down were the twins. Both giving a loud hello to the others in the room. the last one up was Virgil. Upon entering the room, he could feel the slightly heightened anxiety coming from the logical side. He gave Patton a quick look. He must have sensed something too.

Logan looked round the now busy room and made his way over to the exit. He was aware that Virgil had left after him. So when he was tapped on the shoulder and turned to see the anxious side he just stared. “you okay specks?” “what do you mean Virgil?” “well… I can feel your anxiety coming off you for one and second you were staring at the door for a while,” “oh, I see. I didn’t mean to stare, just have a lot on my mind, still got the schedule to finish,” his voice ending in a whisper.

Virgil looked at the other. He rarely showed emotion, this must have been affecting him.

“well, take a break and watch a movie?” Virgil began, “ill let you pick,”

It wasn’t noticeable, but a small smile appeared on his face, “that sounds reasonable,”

If he had arrived in his room, he would have caught deceit sitting at his desk for a while with a smile on his face. He could feel the others emotions falling back into place from there.

The next was Patton. He had been known for stress baking. Every night instead of sleeping he would bake cookies. The unfortunate part of that today was the fact he had enough cookies to feed a small village.

He grumbled as he looked at the enormous pile of chocolate chip cookies, peanut flapjacks and muffins. A thought crossed his mind.

Thus, he picked up a tuber-ware box and began to fill it as much as possible.

When he knew he could get no more into it he proceeded to make his way somewhere he hadn’t thought he would ever go. the door to the dark side was black with one panel of yellow glass, but it was to blurry to see anything on the inside. He could hear however what sounded like a movie playing.

He gave the door a quick knock. The noise stopped and replaced by shuffling, the door creaked open and he was met with a yellow eye. “why aren’t you here Patton?” the voice was smooth. “I brought you something, I hope you don’t mind,” he scratched the back of his head as he lifted the rather large container up a little.

The other side looked surprised before he opened the door the rest of the way and gestured the other to come inside. he gingerly made his way and was immediately hit with the smell of fresh bread and coffee. It was a welcoming smell.

“would you like some tea?” the other asked.

Not wanting to be rude he gave a small nod. “just set it down on the coffee table, I’ll be back in a minuet,”

True to his word he came back with a cup of tea. It was also then that Patton had seen what he was wearing. A smile appeared as he saw the dark sides toothless wonzie. It made sense, he was half way through the second movie. “you like how to train your dragon,” Patton grinned “what gave it away?” he passed the tea over and opened the box of goodies pulling out a muffin.

He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over the both of them. Patton smiled at the gesture. Soon the movie was back on. as it continued, he could hear Janus mutter almost every line that played. Then when the credits came, he sang the song. the third movie was put on. He could feel the others emotions. It was mainly happy but he could feel a deep sadness. “you okay kiddo?” he whispered. “of course, just don’t like the fact it’s the final movie, knowing it’s going to end hurts I suppose, but at least I can reply the movies,” Patton pondered that for a second.

When the movie ended Janus and Patton were both in tears. But both eventually calmed themselves. “I must ask Patton, what was the real reason you’re here?” Janus asked to the other. “don’t tell the others, but I tend to bake when I can’t sleep and I made far too much today,” Patton said. he shifted his gaze away from the others inquisitive gaze. “well the, perhaps next time if you’d like, we could do this again?” Janus spoke. “would you be alright with that? I don’t want to wake you by accident,” Patton responded. “it will be perfectly fine Patton, now I suggest you head to bed and try to get some sleep,” the window behind the tv showed that sunbeams were beginning to peak over giving the room a slight yellow huge. “alright kiddo, same goes for you, you need some sleep too,”

A couple minuets later he was back in his room. He practically collapsed as he made his way to his bed. The softness of the sheets lulling him to sleep.

Roman was the next. he hadn’t spoken to Janus since that incident around a month ago. it was two days after then that Remus had moved his room. But the two had connected together. Remus right now was in the imagination. Leaving him sitting in the shared room.

A sigh left his lips as he looked around the room. He just didn’t know. He wanted to apologize for making fun of the others name. but he didn’t know if he was ready to face the other. Logan, Virgil and Patton were busy as of right now, so he could easily watch some Disney for now.

That is how he found himself staring in the light sides living room at a familiar figure watering the few plants that lay around the room. he stood still for a couple second. this was fine.

“I could hear that lie from over here,” he groaned, “don’t worry ill leave if you want me to,” his voice was softer than normal, his gloved hands picked away at the bottom of his lose shirt.

“its fine, actually I would like to speak to you, if you don’t mind,” roman spoke.

Janus just sighed in response and sat down on one of the armchairs. roman sat near on the sofa, not really sure where to start. “well… I suppose I should say sorry,” roman began hesitantly, “I’m sorry I made fun of your name, that wasn’t my best moment,”

Roman shifted as the other stared at him.

“you shouldn’t be the one to apologise roman,” Janus muttered,” I was the one who manipulated you, I pushed you further than I should have. I also apologise for what I said after, I know that it was a dirty move,”

The two sat there for a while. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. But they both felt slightly better. Not as good as before but still better none the less. the silence was interrupted by Remus yelling. He was coming close. “well then, best be on my way,” Janus smiled at the other weakly. “id like to talk to you later if you wouldn’t mind Janus,” roman said, “I’d like to try out some scripts?”

The deceitful side nodded, and as soon as Remus was in the room, the other side seemed to vanish.

Later that night, they were setting up the table. Roman stared at the table. A couple seats were empty. Not enough people to fill them up. he stood still for a couple seconds too long. Logan and Patton who had been cooking and were just beginning to put the food on the table looked between each other with worried looks. “are you okay roman?” “yes, I was just wondering if we could perhaps invite our resident snake?” their shocked looks didn’t go unnoticed. “you two have talked then,” Logan stated, getting a nod in response. “very well the, go quickly,”

Roman excitedly made his way down the halls of the mind palace. He didn’t forget where the door was. He remembered when he was younger, he used to sneak here to play with Remus.

Then the door was there. The door had changed. Instead of three different coloured glass panes there was only one.

He quickly knocked on the door. It opened a couple seconds later with Janus standing looking confused at the other. Mildly confused as he was grinning.

“I am here to invite you to dinner my good sir,” roman said as he outstretched his hand. “do the other know you’re here?” “Logan and Patton do, if that’s what you mean,” “fine, but I can leave if I want to,” he took the others hand.

The walk was silent. The noise from the kitchen getting louder. He could feel deceit start to freeze up. he gave a quick squeeze as they continued on walking.

They arrived there sooner than they imagined. Patton noting deceit gave quick wave, Logan did the same and gestured for them to sit. the previous dark sides hadn’t been facing the two so when they turned to see the scales of the other, they immediately went silent watching his every move.

Janus sat down in an empty seat next to Logan, but opposite to roman. The ex-darks only sent sharp glares to the scaled one.

The dinner was quiet, no one spoke, the tension thick enough to be cut with a knife. Eventually Janus stood up, he gave a quick goodbye before he left. Virgil let out a sigh of relief as he left the room. Remus relaxed as well. Logan looked at roman with the same expression with one another. The plate that Janus had been eating from was barely halfway eaten.

The two seemed to have a small eye discussion before Logan stood up and left as well.

The day went on semi normal from then on. Roman glanced back to where the logical side had disappeared.

It was the next day that he saw the logical side, he was sitting in the kitchen once again. A book he hadn’t seen before in his hands. The words were covered but he did manage to find a name ‘the maze runner’.

He wasn’t normally up this early, Patton would be up before hand most days, but occasionally this ended up happening.

Thomas was the next. This day was different than normal. He had meant to go on a date. But when he had arrived there was no one there, two hours later and no one had arrived.

So now he was sitting in the living room watching steven universe trying to ignore the feelings that were creeping up on him. so he was rather surprised when he felt a weight sit down next to him. He had thought it was Patton so he didn’t really mind. But if had turned to look he would have seen a figure in a black wonzie.

He was just staring at the screen, not really watching. He felt and arm wrap around him and the figure pulled him close to their chest. His eyes felt heavy as he leaned into the soft comfort of whoever I was. soon he was fast asleep.

When he woke up, he was still lying on the sofa. It was then that he realised there was someone he was using as a warm pillow. as he cracked his eyes open, he tilted his head up to meet the face of a sleeping snake boi. to say he was surprised was an understatement, but he didn’t move in fear of waking the other side up accidentally. Thus, he stayed unmoving for another thirty minutes. it was when he felt the other shift did, he realise the other had begun to slowly wake up. Thomas sat upright to give the other some space. it was then that he realised the other was waring a wonzie as well. A toothless one that seemed to be one size to big. he smiled as the other muttered a quick good morning.

“how long were you there Janus?” Thomas asked. “since last night, you were unknowingly lying to yourself and summoned me,” he yawned. “oh sorry for that then,” “no need, I wasn’t really doing much in the first place.”

Thomas stood up and clambered over to the kitchen and took two bowls out of the coubard. When he turned to ask the other what he wanted, he found no one there. he looked at where the other had previously been and began to worry. A small part wondering what the other was planning… but another part happy that he had been there for him. maybe in the future he could repay that.

Remus… oh how he missed his friend. He was angry at himself for messing up what once had been a chaotic friendship. he knew his words would have an effect on the other the moment he would hear the words that had been spat like venom.

Virgil, he wouldn’t be surprised if his mother and son relationship had been torn beyond repair. He missed his dark shadow. Wished he could take those words back from their final meeting. But alas, the other wouldn’t even bat an eye in his direction anymore.

And that’s how he found himself curled up on his bed crying silent tears. He had been doing this well… it was the only thing he could do. He barely had anyone. The light sides were only just warming up to him along with Thomas. and yet his room unlike the others stayed still. And he knew why.

Virgil and Remus, they believed that the others had accepted them. They knew they had been.

Janus knew he wouldn’t be. No matter what was spoken. No matter who said the words. He was deceit. Lying was always wrong. His scales were hated. He was hated.

Then the tug. That tug he had never felt before but Virgil had described it long ago. he was being summoned. He ignored it. He wasn’t wanted. They were just going to throw his ideas to the ground and say he was lying.

Then the tug came back a little stronger. And again, and again.

He tried his best to compose himself as Soon he couldn’t block the feeling anymore and could feel himself being pulled into the real world. He appeared in a spot next to the stairs. Logan was next to him looking at the other with a slight worried look. One you’d find if you payed close attention.

He took a deep breath before it hitched as he looked around the room. Everyone was looking at him. “may I ask why you weren’t so insistent on summoning me?” he said. “we were wondering if you were okay, we hadn’t seen you in a while and we were getting concerned,” Thomas stated, worry laced in his voice. “I’m fine, I assure you,” Janus said staring at the other.

“see I told you snake face was fine,” grumbled Virgil on the stairs. Janus winced at the harsh words. They had all seen it however, the small flinch as Virgil verbally attacked his scales.

“Janus?” Patton mumbled. “I’m FINE.”

Everyone looked wide eyed at the others outburst. Even Remus and Virgil. It wasn’t often they had seen this type of emotion coming off the other. Virgil could feel the intense spark of anxiety that had filled him as he spoke.

Remus heard his thoughts. His mother figure… god if he could stab everyone other than Janus then he definitely would.

Patton could feel the sadness roll of him the moment he had appeared. But now it was so visible it made him take a breath that he hadn’t realised he had been holding.

Logan looked at the other with wide eyes. Not expecting the only other functioning braincell to have such an outburst.

Roman just felt guilt. He knew that this was long overdue. He knew the other wasn’t fine. He knew how easy it was to hide under a facade of fake emotion. That sooner or later it would overwhelm.

“I’m sorry,” Janus whispered. he had begun to sink down when I hand caught his arm. His eyes snapped to see the logical side before being pulled into a hug by him. His embrace was tight. Janus only cried at the warmth and comfort of the other. then he could feel another join. He didn’t look up. but only cried harder. He hugged Logan back ad best as he could.

Soon he was sure that a couple more had joined in the cuddle pile.

His eyes were heavy, but he was waking up? his eyes opened, he was sandwiched between Logan and Virgil. The ex-dark had his head tucked in the crook of his neck. Logan had an arm wrapped around his waist.

Patton and roman were on the other side of the couch. Thomas was lying with his head in Patton’s lap. Remus was spread like a starfish on the floor.

He mentally freaked out for one or two minuets before the events of yesterday came pooling into his mind. ah, they had fallen asleep watching how to train your dragon.

Everyone else was still asleep. And he knew he couldn’t move. But one thing had crossed his mind. A happy thought he hadn’t been able to think in months. was he accepted? Well, he would wait for now.

And if later he had gone back into his room and open his door, he would find a hall filled with other multi coloured doors. Well, he would smile wide and join the others for breakfast and attempt to strike a conversation with Logan, and it would lead to Virgil and Remus laughing so hard that they would fall to the ground in tears. Patton and roman would only look on in confusion. But they would still be smiling.

After all their famILY was complete.

#Janus sanders #Roman sanders #Sander sides #thomas sanders #remus sanders #Virgil sanders #patton sanders #angst #janus angst #i need a nap #please enjoy #hello there #dark sides #light side

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how-do-i-write-plz · 4 years

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Trans! Tim Drake

Commission for @prygelknabe

This was so much fun to write! (be sure to read the notes at the end!)

With a heavy sigh, Tim plops down onto his bed with the Robin suit in his hands. He stretches it above is head and furrows his brow in confusion. Before now, things didn’t feel this... complicated. He was so sure of himself and his want to be the next boy wonder. He was so excited, but once the costume was actually on he felt so uncomfortable.

He of course blamed the suits tightness, but hearing how that woman referred to him as the boy wonder made him feel so conflicted. Perhaps it was the pressure of living in Dick and Jason’s shadows? There’s so much to live up to, was he truly ready? His head rushed with so many scenarios of what made him so uncomfortable. Now his head was pounding and with frustrated grunt, he threw the costume away from him as he turned over and hid into the pilloiw he was clutching onto.

“Ok geez I’ll come back later.” A joking voice came from the doorway. Tim felt a course of fear, thinking for a moment that it was Bruce, but it was Dick. The joking look he had on his face softened into concern when he saw how upset Tim looked. He sits on the bed as Tim desperately tries to dry his tears.

“I-I didn’t know you were coming today?” The corner of his eyes felt raw as he kept wiping away the leaks from his eyes.

“It was a surprise visit, wanted to see how your first real mission as Robin went. From the looks of it not so good huh?” Tim looks at him with surprise and shakes his head causing Dick to look confused.

“No, no the mission went surprisingly well. This,” he gestures to himself and the suit, “is nothing. I’ll be fine.” He forced a smile, but Dick didn’t look convinced.

“It’s not nothing if it’s making you this upset. I know Bruce has this whole thing about emotions when in uniform, but right now you’re Tim not Robin.” He puts a hand on his shoulder and gives him a reassuring smile. After a few moments of contemplating, Tim broke down and told Dick everything; how he felt about the costume, his worries of not living up to the expectations of being Robin, and how he’s disappointed since he’s dreamed of this for so long. Dick listens carefully, letting Tim get everything out of his system before offering his advice.

“Are you sure that’s the issue?” Tim looks even more confused. “From what you said, this all stems from being called the boy wonder.” Tim stiffens at the name, unaware of how much until he relaxes. “So is it the stigma behind the name, or the name itself?” Tim’s brow furrow’s with frustration.

“I-I don’t know!” He covers his mouth suddenly; he didn’t mean to yell. “I’m sorry I just- I don’t know what im feeling and its- its so hard.” The tears blur his vision as he holds himself, but immediately melts into the hug Dick gives him. He sniffles softly as his lip trembles. “I love being Robin, it’s something I've always wanted to be...” he tries to wipe the tears from his eyes, but fresh tears immediately form, keeping his vision blurry.

The two sit in silence for what felt like hours. Dick wanted to help, but was drawing a few blanks. He rubs Tims back softly just waiting for him to calm down.

“Do-” Dick freezes a moment, unsure if he should say anything, but if he doesn’t mention it how could they cross it off the list. “Do you think that you’re having issues with being the /boy/ wonder?” Tim tenses, especially they way Dick says boy. “It’s possible that being a boy makes you uncomfortable, not being Robin. Fresh tears fall.

“I- I don’t know...”

“We can try using different pronouns. Maybe start with they/them and then try she/her if you want.” When dick receives a small nod he smiles. “We can also just call you Robin. It’s a pretty gender neutral name. “I’m sure Bruce can have a new outfit made for you.”

“I don’t want Bruce to know!” There was fear in their eyes. “N-not until im sure y- y’know?” Dick offers a smile before ruffling their hair.

“Bruce doesnt have to know until you’re ready Robin.” They felt themselves calm down the moment they are referred to as Robin. It felt better then Tim.

“Thank you Dick.” They hug him tight before laying down, now physically and emotionally drained. Dick offers a smile before leaving them to rest. It’d be hard to hide from Bruce, but luckily Bruce knows better than to bombard Robin with questions or accusations.

Over the course of two months, Dick varies the pronouns for Robin. At first he starts using they/them. Robin visibly seemed happier with this change. When dick began using she/her though, Robin told him that they liked they/them better.

The costume hadn’t changed though, Robin was afraid of Bruce finding out too soon. Dick decided that when he could, he would deter the crowd from using he/him pronouns. For the most part, the crowd went with it. They claimed to see that Robin had long hair or that its too dark to really see. It made Robin feel better.

Robin sits by themselves, enjoying the clear night sky. They’d be lying if they said they weren’t skeptical at first. They never even considered themselves non-binary, but they do admit it feels nice. Only Dick knew about this, but having one person was better then nothing. They continue to think about who else they could trust with this information.

“You need to tell him, or at least tell him that you want the costume changed. Your comfort is important.” Dick says as he catches Robin sitting outside by themselves. Robin jumps slightly, not hearing him as they were lost in thought.

“I- I know...” They sigh softly before coming through their hair. “I’m just scared... what if-” They shake their head before covering their eyes. “What if he kicks me out?” It took a lot to surprise Dick, he never even considered that being Bruce’s reaction. “I mean, I just hear all of these horror stories of kids getting kicked out and it makes me worried. It’s so hard to tell what he’s thinking sometimes...”

Before Dick could say anything, Bruce walks past him. He was definitely too quiet. Robin freezes when they see Bruce and begin to panic. What was he going to say; is he angry? Not knowing almost brought Robin to tears, but they couldn’t cry. When Bruce was close enough, he stares down at Robin. He opens his mouth to speak, but closes it quicky. That did it, and Robin couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

With wide eyes, Bruce kneels down before pulling Robin into a tight hug. Dick smiles at the sight while Robin looks up at the sky, the stars looking streaky and blurred from their tears. Bruce whispers softly, so softly they almost can’t hear it at first.

“I should have never made you think you couldn’t come to me. I’m sorry.” Robin’s eyes widen before hugging Bruce back and burying their face in his shoulder. Relief courses through them and the worry washes away. This was their home, and they were loved.

(A/N: ok i just don’t want anyone getting mad at me for using he/him pronouns in the begining. My idea was to start using they/them pronouns when they realized they were in fact nonbinary. I’ve talked with the commissioner and they are fine with it)

#tim drake #bat family #dick grayson #they/them #nonbinary #bruce wayne #batman #robin #commission #commission work #trans!tim drake

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god-shops-at-thot-topic · 4 years

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Okay so I had a real wack idea and that is: Jekyll and Hyde but in Danny Phantom AU. Basically it would be like an episode where Dr. Henry Jekyll becomes a new teacher at Casper High and right after he arrives a new ghostly menace (Hyde) shows up to terrorize Amity Park. I’ll put more info under this if you’re interested in my ramblings.

Okay so basically, when Henry Jekyll was in college he got in an accident that involved a homemade/really shitty ghost portal that he and (Hastie? Robert? Maybe something else?) Lanyon built. Lanyon and him had a fight over it and after Lanyon leaves the room to calm down Jekyll says “fuck it yolo” and decides to start up the machine himself. It blows up in his face giving him a scar on his right cheek and turns him into a half ghost. His halfa form appears younger than Henry and seems to have a bit of a mind of its own (due to the shoddy construction of the ghost portal). He calls himself Hyde because his first instinct was “HIDE” when security, medical personnel, and other assorted people on campus run to the wrecked lab. The name Edward comes later mostly as a personal “Ooo I like that name” kinda thing (if anyone has a better idea for this please share because im a dummy and can’t think of anything). Jekyll comes back and since he has the scar on his face Lanyon thinks he caused the explosion on purpose and whoop there goes their friendship. They end up both getting the blame but it’s less of a “you tried to blow up the school” thing and more of a “you really fucked up on your experiment and must have really miscalculated” thing. The school has their families pay for most of the damages (which is a-okay because they both come from wealthy families) and it just ends up becoming sort of an on campus joke.

Years go by and Hyde ends up getting more and more of his own personality. At first he was almost completely influenced by Jekyll but now it’s become more like Hyde is a separate ghost possessing Jekyll. This becomes a problem when, as Jekyll is working in his lab, Hyde decides he’s bored and takes over. Jekyll ends up developing a chemical to control the transformations (HJ7) and put him back in charge of the situation. It works for a while but then Henry starts seeming black out for times, and what he hears about his actions as he’s blacked out makes him realize that Hyde is taking control/possessing his human form (basically green eyed Jekyll type scenario). This freaks Henry out, so he decides he’s going to find professional help. Low and behold, Amity Park, the town where some of the most famous ghost hunters live in, has a job opening for a new chemistry teacher at the local high school. Jekyll easily gets the job and starts working immediately.

Henry soon becomes the teacher everyone either totally loves or totally hates. He’s very passionate about chemistry but knows a lot about other scientific fields and will talk to students about their favorite studies. Because of his passion for chemistry though, he grades very harshly and does not tolerate disruptions such as talking during lectures and arriving tardy (without a good excuse). This is what causes the great divide on the students opinions of him. Everyone stands on one side or the other. Everyone except Danny Fenton. Danny is the child of scientists, the local ghost hunters Jack and Maddie Fenton, and is very passionate about astronomy and wants to work for NASA when he grows up. The problem is he’s always either missing, tardy to, or sleeping in class. He also doesn’t really seem to grasp the material. Dr. Jekyll is torn because he can tell that Danny loves science and he has had really great conversations with him about astronomy but he’s just upset at how Danny is in his class. He ends up deciding that he will take the boy under his wing and tutor him to help him pass. This will also get him closer to Danny’s parents who he thinks can help him with his Hyde problem.

Danny goes after school for tutoring (surprisingly there were no rogue ghosts attacking today) and waits for Dr. Jekyll to show up. And waits. And waits. Then his ghost sense goes off and he just can’t wait anymore. Danny grabs his bag and runs into down the hall to the boys room where, with a quick “I’m going ghost!” he’s off to fight the ghostly menace of the day. When he spots the spirit, he sees this is one that he’s never fought before. He’s tall and quite lean with bluish skin, venomous green eyes, green hair pulled into a flaming ponytail, and a nasty scar across the right side of his face. The ghost takes notice that Danny’s there and a fight ensues. And then it ends when Danny gets yeeted through a wall and the ghost disappears. At least Danny was able to pick up that the new ghost’s name is Edward Hyde during the fight. He goes home to work on his homework go to sleep. He just crashes right into bed and sleeps till the next day.

When he gets to school, Dr. Jekyll comes up to him and apologizes that he couldn’t make it to the tutoring session and that an emergency had come up that he had to attend to. Danny was like no biggie and continued on with the day. He talked with Sam and Tucker about this new ghost. They go over where he may have come from, if he’s working for Vlad, and all the other possibilities including that it could be that Dr. Jekyll may be a halfa like Danny and Vlad, but that got brushed off as wrong (”That ghost did not seem like the kind of guy who’d have a PHD. He’s a MR. Hyde at best, not a Dr. like Jekyll”). The school day ends and Danny’s off to learn the ways of chemistry. This time Dr. Jekyll is there and the lesson goes according to plan. At least right up until Danny’s lesson is about over. When the topic of talking to Danny’s parents about his tutoring (and the possibility of them helping out with Jekyll’s halfa problem) is brought up, all of a sudden a change comes over the good doctor. He starts saying nasty things and acting like real bitch. That’s when Danny notices that Dr. Jekyll’s eyes are a vibrant shade of green. Seeing this as a sign that Jekyll has been possessed (hopefully by that Edward Hyde ghost from yesterday, Danny wants a round two with him) Danny goes ghost (because it’s not like Dr. Jekyll will remember anyway he’s possessed.

This freaks the shit out of Hyde because a. he thought he was the only halfa there was b. holy shit this little scrawny kid is that ghost that nearly kicked his ass yesterday c. he thinks he’s been found out and d. holy shit this little scrawny kid is that ghost that nearly kicked his ass yesterday. Since he’s so freaked out, he slips a little and Jekyll comes to for just long enough to be punched in the face by the kid he thought would be his favorite student. This “little” punch shakes up Jekyll but acts as a snap back to reality for Hyde who makes them go ghost. When Danny sees the rings go around Dr. Jekyll turning him into Edward Hyde, he realizes he fucked up. A fight ensues which ends with an agreement between the two (three???). Basically Danny will leave them alone and not tell his parents as long as a. Hyde doesn’t forcibly take over Jekyll and when he’s out he doesn’t cause problems and b. Jekyll doesn’t try to destroy Hyde.

(when Danny tells Sam and Tucker about all this Tucker yells “HAH! I told you!”)

I think Hyde still gets up to mischief but he’s not a real villain just more of a pest. The real villain is Jekyll who goes to Vlad Masters for a side job (cause teaching don’t pay nearly enough as it should) where he ends up helping to develop ghost weapons. I’d actually see him being able to get close enough to Vlad that he learns a lot of his little secrets, just not the one about Vlad being a halfa. (I think Jekyll might be brought in to help with cloning Danny.)

And that’s pretty much all I got. I might make a fic if anyone wants it but there’s no real guarantee on the quality since I haven’t taken a creative writing class in over 4 years.

#jekyll and hyde #danny phantom #au #halfa jekyll au #henry jekyll #edward hyde #my art #i sorta drew all this really quickly because the only other drawings i have of it are two years old #and also i wanted to post something for strange case day #i probably should have put a danno in here or something but whatever

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pandawritespoorly · 5 years

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With Time: Chapter 7 - The Best Group Chat

Author’s Note: A short chapter - just a quick catch-up. Next update will be Saturday, and oh boy we've got another akuma. If I'm so insistent on writing them I should probably figure how to actually write fights.

Chapter Summary: Some text interactions of the Quantics and Felix and what they've thought of Marinette up to this point.

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Kid Mime: So!!!! Wat do you all think of our new frend that weve had 4 a weeekkkk!!! Because I love herrr!!! We r going to keep her right!!!????

Melodie: Oh you bet we are. I’m a little worried about her though, I mean did you see that bruise?

Melodie: Also she is precious and very sweet. If she doesn’t seem uncomfortable with the arrangement, we should keep hanging out with her.

Felix: Are you referring to the bruise on her face? It did seem unlikely to have been caused on accident.

Melodie: WHAT BRUISE ON HER FACE?!

Kid Mime: SHE HAS A BRUISE ON HER FACEEEEE?! MOMMM SOME1 HURT UR NEWEST CHILD!!!

The Mom Friend: Wait wat? When did you see that Felix? r you sure?

Felix: On Thursday, when she seemed overly tired. She was falling asleep in class and her palm wiped some make-up off of her face. She excused herself to the bathroom when she realized, but I did see a rather concerning bruise on her face, and there seemed to be scratch above it. I assume you were referring to another bruise?

Kid Mime: HOW MANY BRUSES DOES THS PRECIOUS ANGLE GIRL HAVE!!!?

The Mom Friend: enuf that im concerned

Melodie: The make-up means that she’s hiding it, and come to think of it, she is dressed rather warmly for the current weather.

Melodie: I meant the bruise on her arm, it was pretty big.

The Mom Friend: yea long sleeves an pants in early spetember is kinda wierd

Felix: While I find this to be disconcerting, we would do best to avoid jumping to conclusions. It would also be for the best to avoid mentions of her past school - when it was mentioned on Monday, she seemed rather uncomfortable.

The Mom Friend: yea we don’t want to make assuptions and i don’t want to upset her

Melodie: She’d better have just fallen…

Kid Mime: Al’ no murder

Melodie: …

Kid Mime: DOES ANY1 NO HOW 2 GET OUR AMAZING MARI TO HANG OUT W/ US??? I ONLY GET 2 SEE HER AT ACHOOL AND IT SADDENS MEEEEEE

Felix: She may just be shy, it would be best to give her time to adjust to her new environment.

Melodie: I do hope she decides to join us soon though. I think she seems like a pretty cool person, especially if she could get out of her shell.

The Mom Friend: allegra, give er time dont want to force her it might make her uncomforable

Melodie: I know, that’s not what I meant, I just worry about her.

Kid Mime: Im with u there. i wory about her sometimes something just… i dunno

Felix: It is understandable to be concerned. It seems likely that she may have rather low self-esteem, and lacks confidence in herself. That, as well as the fact that we still do not know where she got so many bruises.

Melodie: I think we were right about why she was wearing longer clothes, did you guys notice she’s wearing short sleeves now.

The Mom Friend: poor thing at least she heeled now

The Mom Friend: does anyone no y mari was so tired today

Lovable Grump: I noticed, but she did not mention any reason in particular.

Lovable Grump: …

Lovable Grump: Claude, I’m changing my password again.

Kid Mime: NOOOO pls we all have fun nicknamesssss

Felix: Your nicknames have a tendency to be longer than my actual name, which makes them unnecessary.

Melodie: Accept your fate Felix. Claude can not and will not be stopped. Also Allan, I don’t know know about Marinette. She did seem pretty tired today though….

The Mom Friend: hmm…

Kid Mime: FEEEELLLIXXXXXXX NOOOOO UR NAME IS SOO BORING NOWWWW!!!

Felix: That is unfortunate for you.

Felix: It is not the first time that Marinette has seemed overly fatigued. She does commissions does she not? Perhaps one of her projects kept her up.

The Mom Friend: maybe she should take on les if shes being overworked

Kid Mime: *mom instincts activated*

The Mom Friend: im just concerned about her health

Melodie: He’s got you there, Allan.

Kid Mime: I CANT WAIT IS SCOOL OVER YET

The Mom Friend: only a little longer

The Mom Friend: then to mari’s

Kid Mime: I KNOOOOOOOOO

Kid Mime: I CANT WAIIIIIITTTTTTTT

Kid Mime: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Felix: Claude, you should calm down. You do not want to overwhelm her.

Melodie: I’m excited too! She actually wants to hang out with us after school and she invited us over to her house!

Kid Mime: do u think i can finally get her number

Felix: I doubt she’s interested in your memes Claude.

Kid Mime: but i cant even send her cute baby animal oictures

Kid Mime: or texxt her good moring

Melodie: You mean texting her good morning like five minutes before first hour? After you’ve already seen each of us in person anyways?

Kid Mime: YES!

The Mom Friend: all of u guys need to pay attention in class

Kid Mime: :(((((( fine

Melodie: Why did she give us a bunch of pastries and thank us?

Felix: Perhaps she thought we were rather nice guests. Though I will admit I thought it rather odd as well.

Kid Mime: as much as i like baked goods i don’t get it??? I feel like were missing something? It seemed liek she was thanking us for soemthing else????? all we did was come over

The Mom Friend: did anyone notice that there was a school right across the street?

Melodie: Hmmm.

Felix: As much as I wish to get satisfactory answers, it is not our place if she does not wish to share.

Melodie: Fine, switching topics: Thoughts on Adrien?

The Mom Friend: u mean the boy you accused of bullying her

Melodie: >:( I just thought he seemed suspicious

The Mom Friend: u meant well

Kid Mime: PERSONALY I DONT NO Y SHE HID SOME1 SO GREAT FROM US

Felix: Marinette was correct. The two of you should never have been introduced.

Melodie: He seemed nice. (Besides the puns) I liked him

Melodie: He’s got my approval

The Mom Friend: thats good i dont think it wood be good if two of her friends didnt get along. He seems to understand when shes upset so thats cool very good

Kid Mime: does our mom have another child now?!

The Mom Friend: …

The Mom Friend: …maybe

Kid Mime: :)

Felix: Moving on, I’m impressed with the connections she has at such a young age.

Melodie: RIGHT?! WHAT KIND OF BEAUTIFUL TALENTED STAR HAS BEEN GIFTED TO US?!

The Mom Friend: allegra stop snooping on the internet we just agreed not to do that sort of thing

Melodie: …

Melodie: Fine…

Kid Mime: i still didnt get her number :(

Felix: Perhaps you could ask her at school.

Kid Mime: BUT THATS SO FAR AWAY

Felix: It really is not.

The Mom Friend: let him be dramatic

The Mom Friend: its his middle name

Kid Mime: it is

Kid Mime: as my unofficial official mom, he wood no

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Author’s Note: So basically, they're worried, but want to respect her privacy. I could have just said that, but I love their interactions. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ They're all just such sweethearts.

One thing I forgot to put in the note at the end of chapter 6 was my reasoning for Marinette getting to that point. I forgot one big reason (I'm sorry. This is why i need to write things down.) But for the most part it's that Marinette often takes the blame/apologizes for things that aren't her fault, so I feel she is quick to blame herself. That, combined with how she sees the good in people, I think she could have trouble identifying that she isn't at fault for how things turned out at her old school.

Okay, so this past weekend I was struck with the ability to write - don't ask I don't understand either - so basically now I'm writing chapter 11. Yeah, I managed to write the next 4+ chapters in a day. As much as I'd love to post them all now, I need to keep a regular schedule for the sake of my sanity and still need to edit them a bit. But hey, at least there's no chance of waiting too long now.

I really love seeing your comments so don't be scared to write one! I can assure you that it's one of my favorite parts of this.

Thanks for reading, and constructive criticism is welcomed! See (well, not 'see') you guys Saturday, with an akuma that doesn't like being lied to.

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#miraculous ladybug #transfer #with time #fanfic #chameleon #salt #marinette dupain cheng #quantic kids #ml felix #text interactions

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crispyapplepies · 4 years

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Copy pasta improvised terra-slept-with-joshua-and-ven-is-upset-about-it fic i wrote in a discord chat for any terravens willing to overlook the present tense sketch writing, i hope you enjoy the angsty comedy drama --

so by chance, vens assigned gym partner for the day is joshua~ sora is stuck with roxas in the bg which is also amusing if you wanna know the background noise to this xD ven is an utter sweetie and has no personal problem with joshua so hes happy to pick up his slack on their activities today since he understands some people just dont care for athletics, especially when they have pretty looks to preserve for rehearsal tonight^^ at the end of class joshua offers his coy appreciation to ven who was such a cute gentleman today in getting him through that~ and then he makes some remark about how he never wouldve guessed ven even was that physically inclined given what he thought terras taste in men was~ ven lowers an eyebrow and asks "huh? what does that mean? =o=" and joshua chuckles "oh it was a long time ago, nothing to wonder about now~ i will say this though, you my friend? are one very very lucky bottom ;) keep a close eye on him." and then he saunters off to his next class. ven squints =.= hes a lil grumpy now x)

come lunch time, terra and aqua have already sat down at their usual table, seniors come in first, and theyre settled in with aqua going over some extra terms with terra for their history exam. sophomores finally file in and ven marches over with the tray of food he didnt even look at when he was at the counter. terra turns with a smile to see him and plants his usual kiss hello on his cheek as ven sits down with a slight fwomp, not responding to it. terra asks "everything okay? :o" and aqua looks over to check if hes feeling alright, not spotting any signs of sickness. ven responds almost gritting his teeth "i've been better. =_ =" terra tells aqua he'll help her study in a minute, cuz obviously upset boyfriend takes priority<3 he sinks his fingers into vens hair and asks him if he wants to talk about it. and ven takes a deep breath, trying to resume his usual Good Boi Angel attitude, gently swats terras hand away and says "Maybe later, you and aqua can go ahead and study! 8) I'll even help you if you like~" terra recognizes that this is certainly not over but hes not gonna force ven to talk or anything so he kinda nervously says okay.. and then tells aqua "Wanna quiz me?" and aqua says sure, and starts reading off the list of vocab words only for ven to suddenly smack the table and turn sharply to terra and ask "WHEN WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME YOU SLEPT WITH JOSHUA????" and terra just- O//__//O oops.. and aqua looks at terra all disappointed and grossed out and groans "Oh, terra, you didn't... >~<" and terra is so embarrassed and tries to explain to ven's scowl "i-it was a long time ago! really it meant nothing! :'D... a-and besides it was even before I met you! so.. thats- alright?" and he glances over at aqua hoping for some kind of validation but she just goes "ughh..." in the most smh big sister voice xDDD

ven exhales, trying to cool off and be rational, but his usual sweet happy face just cant help being all =_ = at terra, and he says "I guess its- fine, but- gosh, really? joshua? you didnt have feelings for him, did you? er was this just a fling? how long ago was this?" and terra stumbles to answer saying "i-it was- um... back when i first came out! people were telling me i couldnt say i was bi if i'd never had sex with a guy too, so i- had to prove it! thats all, really, it was nothing meaningful to me, honest<3 :'3 I'm not like that." as he cups vens cheeks playfully, but where theres usually a smile between puffed out cheeks theres still just a >:T ven folds his arms and tries again to collect himself and says "i guess i get it.. i guess xT thats really all it was? no more secrets?" and terra swears with his hand up and his eyes closed "I swear thats all it was v_v." aqua shakes her head and tells terra "Youre gonna owe ven preeetty big after this blows over :/" but before ven can even respond terra has already jumped in to tell her "I'll do anything to make ven happy! theres absolutely nothing to worry about~ :')" and ven is still kinda pissed but he finally says "okay. i'll let it go. here aqua, i can read off the list and quiz both of you" and aqua slides ven the paper to read off while she glares at terra who glares back at her as if to say 'drop it =.='

so thats the end of it for the day, and the next day too, but then the next day is gym again, and whatever sora and roxas are struggling with in the bg is still going on xD and ven and joshua are partners again. ven is still not comfortable with the idea of his terra sleeping with joshua, the twink incubus of the school fdkjgh but hes a nice boy so hes going to continue being nice and get joshua through this "drag of an hour, and not even the fun kind" pff joshua can kinda tell ven is pretty tense today though, unusual for him since ven is always the nicest kid in the whole school next to maybe sora. so finally near the end he asks if something's on his mind and ven realizes ack, what am i doing? there is no reason for me to be such a jerk. so he tells joshua "im really sorry, I mean it, I have no business acting like this;; i just- when i found out you slept with terra i was kinda.. uncomfortable about it to say the least, but i have no reason to be, youre perfectly nice :) besides, it was before he even met me so it doubly doesnt matter~^^" but thats where joshua raises an eyebrow. "oh? i think youre a little mixed up there cutie pie~ terra and i had sex together last year. some time after you transferred. I was amazed at the offer, really, i honestly thought that once he met you, none of us other cuties had a chance. but it looks like he landed you in the end, so it is of no matter. but i do certainly hope that you and he are happy, terra is quite the catch and we'll all be quite jealous of you til the end~ catch you around ;)" and thats the end of that conversation. ven. is. livid. 8)

so ven actually skipped lunch with his friends 8) terra looks around curiously, he still isnt showing up and hes not texting him back either. aqua asks him "doesnt ven have gym today?" and terra answers like its a dumb question pff "yeah? its thursday, everybody has gym today. its gym day." and she shakes her head at him and says "I think you should give him some space. im pretty sure i know where he is. :/" terra looks uneasy tho. "do you think hes okay?" and aqua says "oh... im sure he will be." terra grips his arms and tries not to think about it 8)

senior gym class is last period and they start filing in as the juniors file out. terra fist bumps riku on his way in xD terra is practically exempt from whatever is on the activities list cuz hes.. terra and gym class is honestly childs play pff he finishes everything in 2 seconds anyway. so usually the coach just lets him bench press for a while. highschools are bullshit xD aqua has that privilege too but she considers it a warm up before her practice later and does them anyway. terra takes his time prepping the bench, saving himself the trouble of dealing with the crowd in the locker room, and once they all run out he yoinks his gym bag up to his shoulder just to be extra pff and marches on in there to change. weird that everyone is snickering at him on their way out though... he walks inside, humming mindlessly to himself cuz gym class is his chance to relax after school before his practice. and then he half screams in surprise as his gym bag falls to the floor. ven is sitting right there in front of the lockers with the angriest look on his face terra didnt even know he /could/ make jhdfgl ven "sings" out "hello, terra. >8(" and terra just- run kdjfhglhdfsg

terra runs back to the bench as if he can just- run away from reality kdjsfhgljkdfs xDDD and start bench pressing cuz he doesnt know what else to do sdklfjhglsdj im having too much fun with this i love dumb ass jocks and soft cuties xDDD ven launches himself on top of terra pushing down on the weights terra was about to pump up and yells "YOU SLEPT WITH JOSHUA WHILE YOU WERE COURTING ME?!?!?!?!!!!"

(everyone in the gym is cackling quietly to themselves at the display sdfkjgh this AMAZING xD) terra looks up at ven in fear and stutters "I-I didnt think i had a chance with you! you didnt seem interested D:!" ven yells "OF COURSE I WAS INTERESTED YOURE JUST SHIT AT FLIRTING!!!!!!!" terra tries to calm him down "youre gonna break the bench press, ven! D:" the coach comes over at all the yelling and yells at them "HEY, break it up--" only to be shut right up when ven glares at him and growls and terra looks at him utterly terrified dfkjhg and motions for him to leave them alone. the coach is both very scared of ven xD and also doesnt wanna lose his quarterback so he smiles and holds his hands up in surrender and says "hey, you know what? why dont you two work it out amongst yourselves?^^;;; maybe somewhere that isnt my expensive bench press though?" ven yells "FINE." and grabs terra by the wrist and drags him back to the locker rooms using a scary strength terra didnt know he had dkfjglh O_O;; aqua pauses her stretches and shakes her head and mumbles "it was nice knowing you, terra. :/" and then resumes her work out xD

well ven flings terra into the locker room and shuts the door with a slam and chews him out. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HUMILIATING THIS FEELS?!!! YOU SLEPT WITH THAT LITTLE HORNDOG AFTER I CAME HERE AND THEN YOU LIED TO ME ABOUT IT SO I HAD TO FIND OUT FROM THE HORNDOG HIMSELF?!!! GIMME YOUR BEST EXPLANATION FOR THAT, TERRA, JUST TRY ME!!!! >8UUUUUU" terra reaches out his trembling hands bravely to try and calm ven down, before he pulls his hair out and he cries out "I'm SORRY, i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry, okay, I didn't do it to hurt you!!!! It was just a small thing-" "AHAHAH IS THAT WHAT IT IS THEN??? WELL IF IT WAS SUCH A SMALL "tHinG" THEN WHY WOULD YOU LIE TO ME ABOUT IT, WHAT OTHER SECRETS HAVE YOU BEEN KEEPING?!!! DID YOU SLEEP WITH RIKU TOO? ANYMORE CHEERLEADERS I DONT KNOW ABOUT??? OR MAYBE JOSHUA AGAIN AT SOME POINT????!!! >8'DDDD" ven is about to lose his mind sdjfhg terra is starting to feel upset too ;~; "No, I don't have anymore secrets, after we started dating I havent even so much as THOUGHT of anyone else! I mean that! :'U" he pleas, finally managing to place loving hands on vens shoulders as he prays for forgiveness dkfjhg ven finally just cries it out letting himself sob into his palms and terra steps in closer, hating to see ven cry, and this is much worse knowing hes the cause of it ;-;

ven glances up again, terras scent hitting him and that warm chest right in front of him that he loves and he just buries his face in it not knowing what else to do dkfgh terra holds him, stroking his back, mulling over in his head how many ways he could apologize for this but then ven pushes himself away again, hes still so upset >~< and he sniffles "why. did you lie to me about it." terras face goes red and he fishes for his words "because i- i care what you think ven." ven scoffs, but his frown hardens and he wipes his eyes "you care what i think, and so you LIED to me? what am i supposed to think?" terra replies quickly "i dont know :'u i guess i just didnt want you to think..." ven holds himself and turns away. terra supposes he has to just- be honest then, its worth a try if it keeps him from losing the love of his life. "Look, I- I lied because the way you look at me matters to much. I care what you think of me more than anyone else, ven." ven sniffles, his back still turned to terra "oh yeah?" and terra glides over to turn him around and look at him, taking vens hands in his. "yes! ven youre the nicest, kindest, most pure hearted person i've ever met. i cant even imagine there being a darkness in your heart. who even says "slept with" and "courted" anymore besides a sweetheart like you? youre like an angel to me, but i- dont have the best reputation anymore. and the number of partners ive had seemed to disgust you. it broke my heart the way you looked at me the other day knowing that id slept with joshua. like you thought i was- i dunno.. im sorry i did it, i really am. i never wouldve done it if i'd known you really did want me too." ven reaches up and places a hand to terras cheek promising "Terra, I think the world of you. i wouldnt be with you if i didnt think you were a great person. the best even! you know how much i admire you. i just- was I just a fling? how do i know im not the next joshua or shiki you sl- have sex with and drop?"

and terra leans down to kiss his forehead and chuckles "because you're you, silly." that gets ven smiling again, the cornier the better with him<3 he presses his nose to terras chest and slides his arms up over his back for a tight hug and terra is so relieved they got through that dkfgjhdjl f ven tells him "I'm sorry for making you feel judged. i was way too rash about that whole thing." terra tells him its alright, imeanididlietoyouafterallahem.. ven goes = _= for just a second, cuz yeah that sure wasnt cool dfkjgh but he removes it cuz mostly hes back to smiling and he pulls himself away to look up at terra again, admitting with a blush "i guess i'm still in disbelief that youre really mine. maybe in 5 years or something i'll believe it" ven chuckles at his joke, but terra smiles down at him very sincerely and says "then i'm counting the years with you til then~" and that just tickles him and he jumps up to give terra make up smooches for a while<3 eventually they emerge from the locker room, ven clearly looking like hed been crying but smiling away again, even feeling okay enough to go to class now, cuz hes a good boy who wouldnt just ditch at that point like i would xD terra looks relieved too. aqua breaks formation when she sees them come out and runs up to ven to ask if hes okay and hug him if he needs, but ven says "everythings fine :) thanks aqua~" and aqua looks up at terra to double check that and terra nods affirmatively that yes, everything is fine. ven nudges aqua "see you at practice today~" and waves at terra too, knowing he prefers not to smooch in front of the other seniors;; but terra tells him to hang on and he runs over to give him a smooch goodbye and all is well after that<3 and axel snarks "tchh- drama queens :/"

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jace-beleren · 5 years

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Qs & As

@astraldawn tagged me in a thing a day or two ago and it’s painfully slow at work today, so now is as good a time as any.

1. Does arguing make you upset? I hate that the honest answer to this question is yes. I seem to get more heated than I mean to and definitely more emotional. But not always, sometimes I stay perfectly calm. Who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

2. Do you tend to make or follow decisions in your friend group? In terms of my Mtg friends, I make most of the decisions. I’m always the one planning travel details or making tournament arrangements. With my close friends I tend to follow more often than not.

3. Do you have any serious regrets that you would change if you could? *obligatory mention of emotionally abusive relationship* Any other serious regrets stem from when I was much younger and a much shittier person. I grew up very religious and very conservative and I was just...not a good human being. I’m eternally grateful to still have friends from that period of my life, which is basically from birth to freshman year of college. Call that time period Myles 1.0

4. Pancakes or waffles? I actually don’t have a serious preference. If I’m out ordering breakfast I’m almost 100% to order pancakes, but I love making hotel breakfast waffles

5. Do you get over fights easily? Yes. Side effect of abusive conditioning, I’m usually fairly quick to let it go. Especially if it’s a fight with someone I’m close to.

6. Do you subscribe to any superstitions? I wish on eyelashes. I knock the nearest surface when all the numbers on the clock are the same. I shuffle my opponent’s deck 7 times before a game.

7. What genre do you listen to most right now? It’s less a genre than like, a few select groups. My music app algorithms are having fits because I’ve got all the same artists on repeat. Jon Bellion, AJR, dodie, Walk off the Earth.

8. What generation would you describe yourself as belonging to? I’m a millennial through and through. Even though I don’t like avocados.

9. What’s the nerdiest thing you’ve done that you can remember? I’m not sure how to answer this question because like...my whole life.

10. Do you notice yourself forming judgement about people when you do? Yeah, I’m pretty aware of my perceptions of others as well as my biases. What I didn’t know until recently is that I’m known for forming a negative opinion of someone and then NEVER CHANGING IT EVER.

11. Do you know the technical definition of introvert and extrovert? I thought I did, but then I read this question and I doubted myself. I do count myself as more of an introvert, which can be frustrating because I know I used to be an extrovert but that got lost somewhere in the reassembly of my personality. Oh whale.

There we are, all 11 questions done. Now I’m supposed to tag 11 more people, right?

@finnglas @hallaheart @littlemousebot @littleblumoose @esper-etherium @elvish-memesmith @unexpected-phyrexian @yuginarumon @northernvvinds @bisexual-beleren @take-on-meme are the first ones that come to mind, feel free to take a crack at the following questions (or don’t, I won’t tell you how to live your best life)

1. Do you think aliens exist?

2. What’s your favorite tv series and why do you like it so much?

3. Preferred color of pen ink?

4. Is there anything you find yourself constantly reorganizing into a certain order? Documents at work, browser tabs, etc.

5. What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

6. Hummus. Thoughts?

7. On a scale of 1-10, how messy is your room on average?

8. What’s your Chipotle order?

9. What album could you listen to on repeat?

10. Any funny stories from work this week?

11. How do you stay focused when writing/studying/working/etc?

#just fuck me up

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tenrkarchive · 5 years

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happy #rkfifth ! PT. 1

so, i’ve finally found some time to get around to this! rkfifth is a big thing for me, so i definitely wanted to write something for it!

i first joined rookies back at the very end of 2015 with rkjaehyung. he was a pet shop worker who managed to hit it off with a lot of people really quickly, but sadly he didn’t last long, and was soon replaced by a muse i still hold very close to my heart despite him not surviving long either. that muse was rkhansol/solrk. he was my first dancer muse who, in all honesty, wasn’t very nice to begin with. it took a special friend (rkbyxngjoo) to loosen him up and make him a lot less cold towards people he didn’t know. sadly, having been hit really hard by his first failure after trying to get signed, and rkbjoo’s departure, i let him go, and subsequently took a break from rp for a few months.

when i returned, i came back with rkhyukkie. he was another muse i cherished a lot (which was clear from how many times i brought him back over the years). to this day i still somewhat miss him, and have to stop myself from throwing everything away to bring him back. he started out as a playful, witty, and genuinely surprising (for me) at how he changed from me thinking him up, to him actually interacting with people. he fell in love, but he ended up being dropped too, then brought back a few months later, and once again didn’t last long. i realised there was something off with him, that kept me from finding a comfy way of writing him, to keep him a stable muse, so i left him alone for a while.

after him, i had multiple muses, i also brought back rkhansol, who was now solrk. he was nicer, having been living life peacefully pursuing dance in the months i hadn’t rped him. he was still in love, and still living in a dingy little apartment though, but this time he managed to snag the boy, and eventually decided he’d rather not be an idol, but simply stick to dancing in other ways, so that he could have a more peaceful life with his boyfriend.

after this point my memory gets hazy and i know i had rkshiah (who may have been before solrk but im super unsure on this one) for a while somewhere, but she didn’t have as much impact on me as minhyuk and hansol had.

then comes december 7th of 2016, and this is where something frankly miraculous happened. tenrk was born. i’d been a very casual fan on nct since they debuted in april of that year, but hadn’t gotten truly deep into stanning them. on a whim i thought ‘hey this guys cute, i’ll rp him and see how it goes!’. i had no idea at that time that tenrk would become something so special to me. he started out very different. he was sarcastic, and liked to tease people. he liked sports, and was more creative than charismatic, but after i started stanning irl ten, tenrk became heavily influenced by him (without me even trying). he softened up a lot, and his attention moved away from creativity, and he became less of a cheeky, annoying teen boy, and more of a tender, sweet young man who loved nothing more than dancing and his friends.

throughout 2017 i had multiple muses, all of whom i cannot remember (i’m so sorry to all of them). none lived long, because beside tenrk, none of them could really stand up to how important he was to me and how much i enjoyed writing him. towards the end of 2017 i had dahyunrk and rkdaniel, but later dropped dahyun and swapped daniel out for rkhyuk.

now, to this day i still adore rkhyuk, who was a more mature, calm version of rkhyukkie. in a way, he was rkhyukkie, but with a few changes in his past. he lasted quite a while, which was rather surprising to me after how rkhyukkie didn’t hold up well, but rkhyuk, sadly, went through multiple heartbreaks in his time here. people he cared about leaving took a toll on him and eventually he became lonely, and being an idol just wasn’t what he wanted anymore. he tried his hand in the mgas, but it only solidified for him how he didn’t care much for performing anymore. whether it was due to the sadness he was battling with, or him just having grown out of his desire to be an idol, i’m still not sure, but i do know i still miss him, and i still want to rework him as a muse and if possible bring him back one day to try and get him that happily ever after he always dreamed of.

during the time i had rkhyuk lucas debuted, and as adamant as i was about not falling for someone so loud and seemingly heterosexual (lol im sorry down with the hets bois), his soft side quickly showed, and i fell for the tall goofball. yukheirk was born on march 7th 2018. he was one of those muses who seemed to hit it off well with people to begin with (though that died down a lot later on sadly). he was that typical hetero ‘no homo bro’ type guy, which was really just him hiding a deep fear for his suspected bisexuality.

yukheirk went through a lot in only his first few months here. he dated two girls, kissed na jaemin (sorry donghyuck), had a sexual awakening and feel in love, all before his horrible accident that ended his skating career. he became rkxuxi after adopting the nickname sicheng called him as his official name, since the name he chose for his skating career, lucas, now brought only bad memories. he’s still recovering now, many months after the accident, but now he’s got the boy of his dreams, and is working towards full recovery, and a happier outlook on life. he has some exciting things planned, and a bit of a change of direction in a way, but you’ll just have to wait to see all that!

now, for my newest baby, who honestly, i’ve been neglecting a little (especially since i started working recently it’s taken up a lot of my time). on september 26th 2018, rkguanheng arrived in rookies, who i talked about a lot before actually bringing him in. for a while he was just for fun dm rping, but he seemed so different to my current muses that i felt it would be beneficial to me to bring him in. he’s not as easily pacified as ten and xuxi, and speaks up when someone does something that bothers him. he’s not afraid of ruining budding relationships by speaking up when someone’s done something that upsets him, and that’s what i like about him. ten and xuxi are more likely to grin and bare things in silence, guanheng, however, knows when something isn’t fair.

guanheng is the most focused muse i have - he’s a creative writer. currently not a great dancer (and i don’t think he ever really will be) which is so unlike my muses (i’m such a sucker for dancers). i really like him so far, and am excited to write for him more when i find the time to plot more and get him really going.

but for now i think that’s the entirety of my history here at rookies. i didn’t really go much into depth on tenrk, but all i really can say is he’s been through so much over the years, and having just passed his two year mark (which i studpidly missed as usual), he’s my longest ever tumblr rp muse. writing for him is almost like writing a journal sometimes, because out of all my muses, he’s the most like me. i put so much of myself into him that i suppose that’s why he’s lasted so long. to lose him would be like losing 2 years of my life. he’s had heartbreaks, emotional rollercoasters, and became one of the first boys in rookies to debut. when i first came to rookies, all those years back in 2015, i never thought i’d be here today, with a muse lasting longer than 2 years, who’s debuted, and had such a long romantic storyline, but, here’s the proof.

this is only part one of my rkfifth post, and since this has gotten so long, i want to stop here and make another post to thank each and every person who has made my time here so amazing.

#rkfifth #ooc

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