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inf3ct3dd · 4 months

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streamer!ellie pt.2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ewwwbruh: FACE REVEAL

ewwife: EW WE CAN SEE UR FACE

ewwife: JUST THE SIDE BUT WE CAN SEE YOUU

ewssidechick: her nose looks so rideable…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“…live streaming.”

(crowd cheering sound effect)

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

- meanwhile chat was dead silent.

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

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

- she just ended up naming him “chris phucker”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- shes ur biggest fan ongod

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

- OKAY SO BASICALLY.

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

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

- that wasn’t what you were streaming though.

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

-by literature i mean fanfiction. heaps of it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

- “who the fuck is elliam willace???”

- the fanfic was definitely very…graphic!

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

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

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

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

- creeperewman: im definitely real!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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pulpbeing · 7 months

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whenever i go to church, if im not asleep i always thinkin bout fuckin my fav on the altar (this case, dottie,,)

excuse me if this seems too. you know.. sacrilege ,, (i dont know if you actually like god or forced to like big daddy up in the sky) feel free to ignore my ramblings im a crazed man

yk,, thinkin bout maybe you're a priest. n you end up with a sinner of a lover.. he gotta repent, right? just bending him over the altar, making him wet the bible with his drool and tears.. poundin into him so hard and relentlessly but your words are sooo sweet and just praises, makes him so dizzy cuz you're tuggin on his hair harshly as ya make him read the bible,, tellin him good for tryin to read even tho his babblin and his eyes are blurry from cryin,, makin him bite onto a rosary as u cum inside of him, but never stoppin until you think he's repented for his sins despite him being so fucked out and cumming so many times he can't think anymore,,, only how good your cock feels inside of him 😰😰

of course can't forget about the confession booth. favorite place to think about doing it. making him touch himself on the other side as you tell him what to do, and allll the nasty stuff u want to do to him and he's whining for you because he can't possibly finish without you :( then stuffing his mouth full of your cock, telling him to be quiet as you let others in for confessions... n he's tryiing so hard to stay quiet but ohh he just loves how you grip on his hair so harshly and bury his face down to your crotch till he could barely breathe.. choking till theres tears in his eyes and he's gripping on your thighs until your skin bruises... n when they leave, you fuck his throat and express disappointment that he's not keeping shut, but you forgive him and that you believe that he can do better! and ofc he would,, so he tries and tries again at every person that enters the booth.. not getting a taste of your release bc he keeps failing,, n he wants to sob cuz fuck he wants your cum down his throat so bad.. but its worth it, you're always very generous when u reward him when he finally does it right 💞💞

basically sweet priest that has effectively broke his mind,, makin a man like dottore worship you like a god n would get on his knees for you without any questions... thinkin mindbreaking him with really sweet praises that he now can't live without em,,,

i was raised christian, specifically pentecostal and missionary, so i don’t have much experience at all with catholic practices beyond media i’ve consumed o7 and dw. i don’t believe in the man upstairs. sacrilege is my middle name with how much gay sex shit i be thinking in a church. if he hasn’t struck me down yet, doubt he exists as i’ve been told lolol. not like i’d want my church’s version of a hypocritical god.

n e ways

if he can’t even accept your god-fearing, pure love, you doubt he can accept god into his heart for sure. he’s too greedy, always begging for more of you, of your semen, more of you folding him in half and bending him over so roughly you leave bruises on him for days. watch how he shivers in sinful delight when you tut in disappointment into his ear, calling him a “worthless whore destined to an eternity of damnation” and a “greedy, filthy sinner.” the wood of the altar is only saved by the nun’s habit you have him wear, the modest dress flipped up and held from behind to expose his greedy hole, ring of frothy white around it that exposed just how sinful he’s willing to be if he’ll defile such a place with his filthy, dirty words and sins. but… it’s better if he only sins with you, and since your god is merciful, you just have to forgive him, make him repent and beg forgiveness from the lord as you pump him full yet again, force his head back by grabbing his dyed hair and make him look at the ceiling, to the heavens above as he screams your name. looks like you have to have him repent again.

like any pastor, one must guide their sheep through all, especially when they misbehave— especially ones like dottore, who at the moment, doesn’t even deserve to have you properly continue with his guidance with how sloppy and loud he is, sinful mouth drooling and slobbering with every bob of his head, so, in his punishment, you keep him from his reward. of course, you still have a job to do, still have others to guide, so while he pouts with his lips still attached to your sex, you attend to follower after follower, your merciful god granting them all forgiveness as you do with your pitiful dottore. like all lambs, he’ll eventually learn to listen completely lest they be led astray and be devoured by the wolves— so he takes your gift, his throat bulging with how you fill him like the holy spirit does to a true believer. he takes it all as he should, eyes fluttering to a close as he basks in your forgiveness and mercy.

ah, it seems as though he sees you as his god now.

#top male reader #top reader #dom male reader #dom reader #idfk i’m tired #genshin smut #genshin dottore #dottore x reader #dottore x male reader #bottom dottore #tw sacrilege #cw sacrilege

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magniloquent-raven · 11 months

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its midnight and im sleeby but i finished this thing i started scribbling out this afternoon based on @harringroveera 's post that i couldnt get outta my brain

i think i might have angsted it up a little cuz i can't help myself but its still cute so. pls enjoy

Billy's not super clear on where he is right now.

There are people everywhere. Yelling. Laughing. Music plays over a big fancy sound system. There's a blurry blue light glowing through glass sliding doors that he's been staring at for a little while 'cause it's…pretty. Twinkly and stuff.

He's too many drinks past a good buzz, that much he's sure of. His head feels. Floaty. And heavy. And if he tries to move the room starts to spin.

Whatever he's sitting on is comfy though. Soft. Softer than his damn mattress with that broken spring that's always stabbing him in the ribs.

He's tired. Really tired.

Feels like he hasn't slept in months.

To his left a girl starts squealing as her boyfriend grabs her around the waist, to his right a speaker vibrates against the wall, buzzing to the beat of a deep bassline. Everything sounds far away, though. White noise blending together while the edges of his vision go fuzzy and faded.

He feels his head tip, just a little, and then—

With a sharp inhale he jolts, blinks, glancing around blearily at a silent, empty room.

It's still dark out. The blue glow still shimmers at him through glass. A lamp lights the room he's in. Everything's…shapes. Colours. His brain is still mushy.

He blinks a couple more times. His eyes are dry. Wobbly. All the shapes are wobbly.

"Hey, man, party's over." A voice startles him. He tries to look around, but it fucking hurts, and moving his head is so much work. Whatever, it's a nice voice. Way nicer than the jarring silence.

Wait, why's the party over. He doesn't want the party to be over.

He wrinkles his nose. "Nooo…"

"...Yeessss." There's a pause. "Everyone is gone, dude."

"No." Billy rubs his eyes. The chair is still so comfy. He sinks further into it, unwilling to move. "You're here."

"It's my house. I'm allowed to stay." The voice sounds amused. There's some rustling behind Billy. Plastic crinkling. Maybe. Something being moved around. "Why are you even here, anyways?"

Hazy memories jumble together. A flask of vodka in his pocket, slipped under itchy robes. Sitting two heads away from Steve Harrington, sneaking glances between barely concealed shots. A droning speech. Another droning speech. Neil's solemn face in a crowd, watching him walk across the stage to shake hands with…the guy. The. Whatever.

Some girl digging her talons into his arm after he slipped away from Neil's attempts to maintain a public image by acting like he gave a shit about his son's accomplishments. Beer and cheap tequila and shitty music blurring into each other as he gets dragged around like a trophy dangling off the elbow of whichever nameless girl claimed him for the night.

"Graduated," he says, picking at a sticky spot on the thigh of his jeans. Pinching the fabric isn't doing anything but he can't stop prodding.

"Yeah, I know, with honors. Congrats." There's a huff. A silence. "Doesn't explain why you're here though." Footsteps, sneakers on linoleum, tap tap tap, meandering around whatever room is at his back. Glass bottles getting moved around. It's sort of soothing to listen to someone move around their house without any reason to be keeping track of their movements.

Well, unless…

Billy's stomach flips, and his chest goes tight. "You're not gonna kick me out are you?" he asks, his voice small. He feels sick, saying it. Thinking about it. He doesn't want to be anywhere else. This house smells sweet under the stink of spilled beer and leftover perfume. And he likes this chair.

The movement behind him stops for a second. "...Nnno?"

He breathes. Relaxing into velvety upholstery. "'Kay."

"You sure you don't have anywhere to be? Family waiting up? Girlfriend expecting a midnight rendezvous?"

Billy snorts. "No one gives a shit where I am."

Neil will care tomorrow when Billy makes him look bad by pulling up hungover and in yesterday's clothes, but that's a problem for tomorrow. He won't be waiting up for him, worrying about Billy's safety or whatever.

A glass bottle clinks against something. "What about your sister?"

"Pfff…" He snickers, and gives his head a tiny shake. The movement makes everything spinny for a second and he has to pause to swallow bile. The sour taste on his tongue feels appropriate. And gross. "I fucked up. Everything. Beat the shit outta her friend. She's prolly hoping I don' come home at all. Ever."

Another glass bottle gets set down, slower this time. Carefully. "...This friend of hers…"

"Steve," Billy sighs. His eyes fall shut and he leans back into a cushioned headrest. His insides do the stupid fluttery thing they always do when he thinks about Steve. Steve and his stupid kissable face.

"It was pretty dumb of him to pick a fight with you, huh," the voice says wryly.

"Mnh…I guess." There's a soft snort behind him. But something prickles at Billy. Guilt, maybe. It's uncomfortable. He chews his lip as his eyes start to burn. "Nah. No. Whole thing was my fault. All my fault. S'always my fault."

Saying it doesn't make it feel better.

"What do you mean?" There's sounds anymore. Just the voice, and Billy's heartbeat in his ears.

"It's…" Billy swipes at his eyes with the back of his hand. "It's a secret."

"I'm good at keeping those."

"You can't tell him."

"...I definitely will not tell him."

Billy hums. "He's real pretty, y'know."

"So I've been told, but what—"

"No, he's…he's so pretty. Like, I can't believe it sometimes, and I just wanna. Do something about it. All the time. But it hurts. Hurts so bad, and it's not supposed to, so I had to—I had to…I just got so mad. And I had to prove I didn't wanna kiss him, but I do. 'Cause I like him so much. Too much."

The silence is back. Ringing in Billy's ears. He sniffles quietly.

"Oh…"

"Please don't tell him. Or anyone."

"Billy…"

"Promise."

There's a strained pause. Billy fidgets, his insides twisting into knots.

"I promise." The voice is so gentle, and it makes Billy's eyes sting again. He blinks away tears and listens to more bottles being moved. Plastic cups hitting plastic bags. Sneakers against linoleum, and hardwood, and carpet. And after a while, "You're not gonna spend all night in the chair, are you?"

"You said—"

"I'm not kicking you out, I just meant. There's a guest bed, man,"

"Oh."

Sunlight hits Billy directly in the face and he rolls over, groaning.

The motion makes his stomach lurch, but he buries his face in…pillowcase. Unfamiliar pillowcase. Smells like honeysuckle and clean air and it's softer than any bedding he's ever touched.

His legs are tangled in sheets just as sweet-smelling and finely woven, and his guts give another heave as he realizes he's only wearing briefs.

Did…did he fuck someone last night?

He was definitely drunk enough to do something that stupid, if the cottonmouth and pounding headache are any indication, but he doesn't fucking remember. Which would normally be a blessing, except he usually doesn't stay the goddamn night.

Is he going to have some girl hanging all over him for the first couple weeks of summer? Until he can figure out how to ditch her without making it look like he's too eager to.

Or maybe he'll stick around for a little while, this bed is actually ridiculous. He might be able to fake his way through one shitty summer fling if it means sleeping like a goddamn king. There are like, five pillows, and it feels like he's laying on a cloud.

He nuzzles deeper into the pillowcase. Smells nice too.

His memories of the previous day mostly stop around Tammy Whatsherface dragging him away for a graduation afterparty. Maybe he shouldn't have started drinking at noon.

Christ, he's not even sure how he got here, or where his car is.

Or where here is.

It's one of the Loch Nora houses, probably. Nowhere else would have sheets like this.

Eventually he drags himself, reluctantly, out of bed. And immediately tastes bile.

Which is. Bad.

Being upright is bad.

And he doesn't know where the nearest toilet is. Which could be extremely bad. Girls whose carpets you puke on don't invite you back to sleep in their nice guest rooms.

So, he's very slow and careful about pulling his jeans on. And he makes sure to pause when he starts to feel clammy, sitting on the floor to stop his head spinning.

It takes him forever to get mostly dressed, jeans and an undershirt are enough. He can't find his button-up and socks require too much bending down, which his dehydrated brain does not appreciate.

Peeking out into the nondescript hall doesn't provide any more answers about whose house this is. It's all shiny boring expensive decor and not a single person in sight.

Oh, looks like there's a bathroom at the end of the hallway though, good.

He beelines for the sweet promise of a place to piss and rinse out his mouth, shuffling past a couple closed doors, listening for any signs of life and hearing nothing, until he shoulders his way into the bathroom and freezes in his tracks, because—

"Hey, uh. You're awake." Steve Harrington blinks at him, standing in front of a plain oval mirror, hairbrush in hand. Which he obviously hasn't used yet, because the bedhead he's sporting is kind of hilarious. It's all fluff in every direction. Billy wants to run his hands through it.

Worse, though, is the fact that he's bare chested, wearing an unzipped hoodie and soft plaid pants, with all that fucking chest hair, and he's looking at Billy with a curious expression that isn't remotely like any way he's ever looked at Billy before and this is…all very, very strange.

So, obviously Billy's theory about what happened last night was wrong. He's not even back to square one, he has less than no idea what the fuck is happening.

"...Yes," Billy responds after a beat too long.

Great.

Fantastic.

Very smooth.

The corner of Steve's mouth twitches. There's something soft and warm about the amusement twinkling in his eyes and it's making Billy itch.

"I think I'm gonna puke."

Steve snorts, and drops his hairbrush on the vanity. "Right, I'll get out of your way then." He sidles past Billy, far too close, patting his shoulder as he passes. Which does not help when he's just barely keeping his shit together.

His footsteps fade down the hallway at Billy's back. And Billy doesn't move.

What the actual fuck.

He slams the bathroom door shut behind him, and leans his forehead against it, trying to breathe slowly through his nose.

They didn't have sex last night. There's no way. He did not fuck Steve Harrington.

He couldn't have. Steve would never…

He's not…

That's just. Not what happened. Because that would never happen.

It kind of looks like that's what happened, but it's not.

He sits on the floor, head in his hands. And breathes.

It's unclear how long he stays curled up on cold tile. Long enough that his legs start to feel stiff. Nothing about last night comes back to him. He sighs.

And gets up.

And splashes some water on his face. Drinks a little from the tap. Uses some of the mouthwash he digs out from under the counter. Takes a piss.

He's still unsteady. His temples throb if he moves too quickly. But he feels a little less like roadkill.

Steve waves at him when he spots him coming down the stairs. Waggles his fingers in the air, like they're best buds and this situation isn't the most surreal thing to happen to them since the Byers' weirdly trashed living room.

Billy rubs the back of his neck. "...Hey."

"Coffee?"

"Sure."

Steve pulls out two mugs, one of his thumbs stuck through a hole in the cuff of his sleeve. There's sunlight warming the honey-coloured highlights in his hair.

Yeah, no, this is definitely more fucked up than finding Max in a random house with a busted window and shitty drawings everywhere.

He might actually have lost his mind.

"What the fuck happened last night?" He blurts, his cheeks hot, fingers jittery. He shoves his hands in his pockets, fists balled up against his thighs.

Steve glances at him out of the corner of his eye. "Ah, figures you don't remember."

"Don't remember what?"

"You were pretty out of it."

"Yeah, thanks, I know that part."

Steve snorts, grabbing more things out of cupboards. Billy's paying more attention to his hands than what's in them. "You didn't want to leave, so I let you sleep upstairs."

"...Why?"

"You didn't say, just said you didn't have anywhere else to be."

"That's not what I meant." He knows exactly why he didn't want to leave. All the many reasons why he'd rather be here than under Neil's roof. Or anywhere else. What doesn't make any fucking sense is Steve accommodating him.

Steve's eyes flicker to his again, briefly, before he turns back to the counter. When he shrugs the nonchalance seems forced. "You're a lot nicer when you're plastered."

"I…" Billy opens his mouth. Shuts it again.

What the fuck does that mean.

Steve fidgets with a spoon. "You got…kind of weepy, y'know."

Oh.

Goddamnit.

His shoulders go tense, jagged edges of a shield around what's left of his dignity. "Fuck you, Harrington," he snaps. It's all he can muster when he doesn't know what the fuck he was crying about. Every possibility is worse than the last.

"Yeah, you wish," Steve mutters.

Billy freezes.

And doesn't recover quick enough to hide it from Steve. Steve's eyebrows shoot up. "Holy shit, it's true isn't it?" He turns around fully, the mess he's made of the counter forgotten.

Fuck.

"I—don't know what you're talking about." His stupid deer-in-the-headlights expression is mostly under control but the sudden tremble in his voice definitely fucking isn't.

He backs away a step and then stops. Where the fuck is he going to go, he doesn't know where his car is, where his keys are, and he's fucking barefoot. Running upstairs and locking himself in Steve's bathroom seems just a little too pathetic but that doesn't mean he doesn't consider it.

Billy clenches his jaw. It makes his head pound. "What exactly did I say last night?" He grits out, crossing his arms over his chest.

Steve eyes him. Slowly, carefully. Deliberating. He chews his bottom lip. The silence is fucking agonizing.

"Can't tell you," he finally replies, his voice light. One corner of his mouth lifts into half a smile, and scratches his cheek. "I promised I wouldn't tell anyone."

"That's…" Billy rubs his forehead with the palm of his hand, like he's looking for the button to restart his poor, confused brain. He drops his hand, exasperated, eyebrows creeping up to his hairline. "Steve, what the fuck."

Steve cracks a full-blown grin. "I told you I'm good at keeping secrets."

"I swear to god—"

"Aw c'mon, I can't break a promise! Especially 'cause you asked so nicely. You were so polite. It was very cute."

"I…what?"

He can't have heard that right.

Or Steve's just fucking with him. That's what's going on here. Billy let something slip last night and now Steve's holding it over his head. Because why wouldn't he, honestly. He has every reason to want to mess with Billy, and now he's got the perfect leverage.

"Billy." Steve's voice is soft, suddenly. His expression gentles, and he moves to close the gap between them. And Billy…doesn't get it. He's stalled out and stuck trying to figure out how this is gonna go wrong, how it fits into whatever prank Steve is clearly pulling.

He doesn't know what his face is doing, but he's pretty sure he's being way more readable than he'd like.

He nearly jumps out of his skin when Steve touches him. A hand on his shoulder. A hesitant, awkward pat. Testing the waters, maybe. Trying to make sure he's real, maybe.

Is any of this real? Billy's still not convinced. He can smell Steve's shampoo and see all the little flecks of colour in his eyes and his shoulder is still burning where they made contact, but…

"I'm sorry I hurt you, y'know," Steve murmurs, his gaze dropping, hovering somewhere around Billy's crossed arms. He reaches out again, fingers grazing Billy's knuckles this time. All Billy can do is blink at him, afraid to breathe. "Doesn't have to be like that."

He tugs at Billy's hand, untucking it from the crook of his elbow, unfolding Billy's arms, and Billy lets him. One hand drops to his side and the other stays cradled in Steve's grip. He's…staring at it like he's studying for a test. Billy has no idea what's so fucking interesting, or what Steve's talking about, but he's also not bothered at this point.

His knees feel like jello.

"You could've just kissed me."

Billy nearly collapses. Like one of those swooning chicks in shitty romance novels. Breathless and flushed and overwhelmed. Except he just stands there like a moron, staring at Steve. And Steve's mouth.

"What?" he manages not to sound too strangled. Miraculously.

Steve smiles at him, almost sheepishly. "You still could. I wouldn't mind."

"You…wouldn't."

"Yeah, I mean, if you had morning breath still it might be a different story, but…" Steve gestures vaguely, pulling Billy's hand along with him as he shrugs.

Billy snorts.

And hey, maybe Steve is messing with him, and this will blow up in his face, but…

Well, he just really wants to kiss him before it does.

So he leans in and presses their lips together.

~~tag list @spreckle @growup-thatbeautiful @prettyboy-like-you @suddenlyinlove

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #a raven's writing desk #might post this on ao3 tomorrow but that requires more brain power than im willing to spend rn #i wish to sleep

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cupoftaae · 11 months

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HII i'd like to request prompt 11 "give me time, give us time" for kookiee? and if its ok id like to give u a small plot just in case you dont know how to work with this if thats okay 🥺

so the tiny tannie lil ol plot for this wuld be: jk being a bit of a workaholic (very much so.) and y/n is quite tired of it.. note that this is non!idol and married! :D they had a talk and a cool plot twist wuld be how y/n was actualy planning to surprise him abt being pregnant!!!GASPAND THEN KOOKIE NEVER NOTICED THE SYMPTOMS CUZ HES BEEN WORKING TOO MUCH!!! and like yeah she getzz rlly emotionsl

AND IF ITS OK CAN U GIVE LIKE AN AFTERMATH OF THIS? LIKE 1 OR 2 YEARS AWAY FROM THE ARGUMET? hope this isnt too much 😭

Hello!! oh my goodness this is so amazing, no one has given me a plot to write by, this is really cool and I hope that I do a good enough job portraying this for you! Thank you so much for sending this in <3

La La Land (JK drabble request)

warnings- mentions of drinking, angst, mentions of pregnancy, swearing, couple fighting, fluff, kissing (nothing major) I think thats all?

enjoy <3

"I cant tell, is this a positive or negative?"

Your voice was shaky and frail, holding up the test to your phone camera, trying to show your friend.

"blurry, cant see, read the box y/n. instructions are there" Your friend sighed, in her defense, it was late, and you called her out of slumber- but only because you were totally hyped at the sudden realization that you were finally possibly pregnant.

You and Jungkook had not necessarily been trying, nor necessarily avoiding it.

You both wanted kids, but never really specified when. Considering the fact you have now been married for 2 years, and your relatives are up your ass about when it is that you will have a baby, even though its not their business at all.

You wanted this for you, and today might be the day you get what you wished for.

"You just took it, let it sit for a moment"

you nodded at your friends words as you placed the test onto the bathroom sink, moving your hands to rest on your hips as your teeth tugged at your bottom lip in thought.

"whats on your mind, hun?" she asked

"a lot..." you giggled, drawing your eyes back to her. "If I am, I just hope Kook is happy, thats all I want"

"mm his schedule is so busy"

"I know, work always comes first with him, thats why im nervous. Its not like he told me to take birth control or anything, and we have condoms he just refuses to use one" you snicker

She laughs, "well then yeah what did he expect?"

"but hes a head manager at the company he works at, hes spent so much time climbing the ladder to get there, what if this throws him in a loop?"

"y/n....girl...listen to me, he is partially responsible for this, so he needs to be accepting or I will personally come down there and make him accepting"

You laughed at your friend, thankful you had some humor relief out of all the tension.

"and listen, you are in your 30's, its not like you are 20 years old and unmarried, you know?"

"yeah...youre right...im gonna look now, I think its ready"

"okay"

You gently flipped over the test and held it close to your eyes, a faint blue plus sign appeared, making your heart thump so loud it was audible in your ears.

"holy shit, its positive!"

"its positive?" your friends voice shot up 3 octaves

"YES!!!" you jumped around, wishing jungkook was home right now to show him, instead bathing in the moment with your best friend.

"congratulations, y/n, oh my god im so happy for you!!!"

"thank you!" you wiped a few tears, gripping the test almost as if it wouldnt be real if you let it go. "oh jesus this is so....wow!"

"remember what I said, everything will be okay"

You nodded, taking a deep breath

"everything will be okay, yeah....your right."

Everything, in fact, was not alright.

It's been 2 weeks since that night you found out you were pregnant, and everytime you think you are ready to tell Jungkook, something happens.

"oh gotta go babe, they are calling me into work"

"too tired to talk tonight honey, i have to get up at 5am"

"not right now baby, maybe tomorrow?"

It never ended, he was in and out the front door constantly.

It was upsetting that the only time youve had to talk with him recently was when you both took a shower a few days ago.

"you look so tired" you frowned, pushing his hair back

"I know...I am"

"you need to sleep more" you kissed his chest, resting against it under the warm water.

He let out a soft laugh, "yeah...when is there time for rest?"

"its okay to take time off, you know? youre a manager, you have more control"

"I just need to prove to everyone that I am capable of handling the position" he insisted

"Obviously you are, they wouldnt-"

"y/n, just dont worry about it....okay?" he squeezed you softly, trying to change the subject and shutting you down, because you wouldnt get it

You wanted your husband, you wanted him more than anything, and this feeling only turned to anger as you sat with him at the dinner table one night.

You were now almost 2 months pregnant and still have not told him.

You planned a nice meal to eat, his favorite.

You cooked all the vegetables and spent hours slaving in the hot kitchen making sure everything was up to perfection for him, just for him to come home at 2am with no text in regard to him being late.

"its late, honey, im sorry, we can eat tomorrow"

You stood to your feet before he could leave the room, all of your dishes sitting on the stove, some now cold. "no, we are gonna eat now."

You know he smelled the food, and never did he once acknowledge the fact you made his favorite dish, or thank you for it.

His eyes widened, not used to hearing the sudden tone in your voice.

"please....please just sit" your voice cracked slightly as you watched him slowly walk back to the seat, sinking into it.

"are you mad at me?" he whispered, watching your back as you heated up the food into a plate for him.

"mad..?" you chuckle to yourself, trying to gather your thoughts.

"yeah, mad. are you?"

You took the food out of the microwave and handed it to him, sitting on the other end of the table and looking at him desperatley.

"jungkook...have you noticed anything...different?"

He smiled gently, confusion in his eyes, "what do you mean?"

Your expression softened from hopeful to dissapointment.

"you dont see...you dont feel like anything is different?"

"no?" he half smiled, looking around awkwardly.

You looked down at your plate, teary eyes overcoming you as you tried hard to prevent your breakdown- but its been a long time coming.

"wha-"

"jungkook!" you cry out desperately, leaving him shocked and confused at the odd behavior.

"baby why are you crying? whats going on? what is this?" he panicked

"You!! im crying because of you!!" you stood, covering your face as you felt the embarrassment fall over you.

"what did I do?" he got up and tried to come over to hold you, but you pushed him away.

He let you talk, not knowing how to respond to anything.

"you are never home, Jungkook. I fucking miss my husband, okay? I spent 4 hours in this kitchen, sick as hell, making your favorite dish and I dont get any type of thank you, instead you come home 3 hours late and decide its time to sleep, you reek of alcohol as well" you wipe you tears hastily.

He stood, looking at you as his eyes teared up

"I know work is important, I know it is, But I matter too Jungkook!! We are married, I am your WIFE! im not just the maid and chef here, you know?

"baby I never said any of that-"

"you treat me like one!!" you cry, pacing the room, "see, you still dont even notice anything do you?"

He looked helplessly, "Im sorry, honey, I really am, but I need work-"

"not this much!!" you looked at him sharply, "Ive been home alone these past few weeks, dealing with a certain situation ive been terrified to tell you about all by myself!"

"im here now, tell me! tell me! what is going on and how can I fix this?"

"I just want you, jungkook....One fucking day, one fucking dinner" you gesture to the table "When was the last time we even woke up together and cuddled, or had a fucking cup of coffee and talked? Months...MONTHS!"

"my angel im sorry ive been neglecting you, why didnt you say something to me sooner?"

"I was trying to understand, I was trying sooo hard to put myself in your shoes but damnit, jungkook, I cant hide it anymore" you sobbed, knowing how crazy you looked to him right now. "Its...its not fair!!"

He gently grabbed your arm, leading you towards him, his eyes searching deep into your own.

You sighed, trying to adjust your breathing, "g-give me time, give us time." you wrapped your arms around yourself and looked at him.

"us?"

You swallowed harshly, trying to steady your voice, "im pregnant, Jungkook. I found out weeks ago and since then youve left me home alone with not an ounce of time for me to tell you, which is now resulting in this"

He froze, his eyes softening at you as he tears up, "pregnant? baby..."

"yes!" you step back, "and...and you didnt even notice! I tried leaving clues, I left the test in your bedside nightstand and you never fucking saw it?"

"n-no baby...youre pregnant, oh my god, honey" he brought you back to him, a soft yet sad smile on his face

"Its been all me, im the only one who has to deal with it and its not fair. If you dont have time for me, how the hell are you gonna manage to parent our child?" you glared "I refuse to parent alone, this is a team effort, jungkook. Yes money is important, but I need you, I need you to stop being a manager first and my husband second"

He took a shaky breath, part of him scared to say the wrong thing, "I- I understand honey" he nodded, holding your hands as he cried "fuck- im so sorry" you let him pull you into a tight hug "Im so sorry holy shit...im such a fucking dumbass, how could I not know?" he ran his hand up and down your back, face hidden into your shoulder as you both cried.

"you need to understand, I am serious, things have to change!"

"they will! they will! I'll change right now I promise Im gonna be here for you, for both of you" his hands held your stomach, desperation in his voice "dont leave...." he whispered

"im not going to, jungkook. But you need to stop working so much, I cant do this by myself"

"you dont have to, im here for you, whatever you need, fuck I'll take the rest of the week off for you, just let me hold you" he squeezed you tighter

"I miss you so much" your voice was quiet

"I love you, im so sorry I never noticed, Im so dumb baby....I love you,I love you" he cupped your face and pressed a delicate kiss to your lips, forehead against yours, "thank you for all you do, im an ass for not recognizing any of it"

"I love you too....just please...do it for us...?"

He nods "anything....for you, i'll do fucking anything baby." he kisses you once more as you both gently sway in the kitchen. The tension of the argument still lingering in the air, thick and prominent.

This wasnt a fixed issue, more so a stepping stone to him proving his words.

If he wanted to be a dad, he needed to show you he was ready for it.

"he is crying again" you sigh, rubbing your eyes and sitting up to look at the baby monitor.

"I'll get him" jungkook immediately got up and walked down the hall, following the sad cries that led him to your baby's room.

"little man...its 4am...why the tears?"he frowned at his 3 month old who's arms flared around.

the first 2 months of Kaiylin being born, you kept him in your main bedroom at night but you wanted to test out how he would sleep on his own, and so far its not been good.

"you want mama, huh?" he picked him up, holding him close and gently bouncing his knees. He didnt smell, so it wasnt his diaper, and he had just been fed not too long ago, so it was easy for jungkook to know he just missed his mommy and daddy.

He slowly walked into the bedroom, you were about to fall asleep. "oh kai" you frown as your husband places him into the bed between you both, his body facing the smaller ones so he doesnt fall out or move around.

"aw baby" you rub his head softly, "its okay now, shh, shh"

Jungkook gives you an empathetic look, "I know you havent slept im sorry"

You shrug, "i'll nap tomorrow"

"I'll take him into my office, he can sit in his rocker while you nap"

You smile softly kissing your husband, "thanks, baby"

You had to admit, Jungkook has stepped up more than you assumed he would. Hes began to work from home, giving time for not only your little family, but especially you and him.

He has been such a help with everything, from watching Kai during the night, to cooking and cleaning for you, its been 100% teamwork since you gave birth and you couldnt thank him enough for it all,

Things were finally starting to even out and you could not have been happier, the man you married in the first place was returned back to you, in the form of a loving father.

"hes sleeping again, look" jungkook whispered

Your eyes darted to the newborn in between you and your husband, you slightly giggled, "poor thing"

"co-sleeping just works I guess" he smiled, leaning over to kiss you gently, "go back to sleep honey, ill watch him for a bit, its okay."

"I love you, thank you..." you looked at him

"I love you too sweetheart"

a/n- ahh! I really hope this is what you wanted, it was fun to write and follow the prompt. Thanks again for sending this in! -Nini

#bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook scenarios #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook drabble #bts fluff

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karlwriting · 2 years

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You lost Toji’s pay cheque

Featuring - Toji (contains spoilers)

re-blogs and likes are appreciated :))

Just fluff <3

You are in big trouble.

Toji gave you a cheque this morning before he went to work. He is in his usual tightly-fitted black t-shirt and grey sweat pants. You can never get tired of his physique. Lord his arms can just crush you.

"Just go to the bank and they know what to do, thank you kiddo. I am going now. Call me if anything happens." he gave you a kiss then headed out.

And you lost the cheque on your way to the bank.

If you remember it correctly, that cheque has 'USD$200,000' printed on it. Just thinking about it makes your whole body shivers. He never tells you how he got so much money every time, and you never bother to ask cuz you respect his privacy.

Although Toji seems to earn much, he never buys something expensive. He enjoys affordable healthy meal you two make together, staying indoors to watch documentaries on Netflix and cuddle (tho at the end you are not able to tell Netflix that you are still here cuz you are drowned in intense pleasure, Your man's stamina is no joke.)

'Shit... where did it go?' you check your bag once more, but unfortunately the miracle did not happen. Toji is out to work and probably will be back by midnight, so you got a lot of time to look around. You start searching from your shared apartment to all the places you have been today.

'Its already 9pm... should i look for few more hours? I am so tired.' You sit down on the bench to massage your legs. You went to a few police stations, the cafe you stayed this afternoon, and many places but none of them give you good news.

You feel like you about to cry cuz you lost such a huge amount of money. You bow you head down to hold your tears, suddenly you feel someone is standing next to you. You lift you head to see who it is.

"Kiddo- Wait what happened? Are you hurt? It's alright now, nothing bad will happen to you cuz I am here, come here baby." Toji immediately kneels down on one knee in front of you when he sees you are crying helplessly. He came home early today but found the apartment empty, it worries him so much that he immediately went out to look for you.

He cups your cheeks with his huge palms, gently massaging them. you want to see Toji's face but your eyes are too blurry, you can only feel the leathery skin of his palms.

This man fears nothing in this world, except your tears. He doesn’t fear how the Zenin family treated him before he met you, but seeing you cry is unbearable. He pulls you close to hug you tightly, left hand stroking you spine like you are a baby. A smell of sandalwood goes into your nose.

"Sorry I came late." He kisses the corner of your eyes, heart almost broken feeling your upper body shaking.

‘Did some bastards hurt you?’ A huge wave of rage fills his heart.

'I'll torture those bastards in the most terrific way possible.' Torturing someone is a piece of cake to him, he even kills people without feeling any sense of immorality. But he never lets you know.

"Toji I lost the cheque on my way to the bank… I am sorry." You spoke with few hiccups as you feel better in his arms.

"Mhm, is it the only reason you are crying? Please tell me you are not hurt." He didn't stop stroking you spine.

"No I am not, but I lost the cheque-'

"Don't mind the cheque, money means nothing to me when I've got you. Now let’s go home, shall we?” He turns around and gestures you to climb on his back, he is gonna carry you home. He gets up carefully to make sure you are holding on tight.

“Aren’t you curious of how i got this much money?” He asked on the way home. His muscular back feels amazing to lie on, it’s like you will never get hurt when this man is around you.

“You will tell me when you want to, everyone got secrets.”

‘That’s why you are so special to me.’ Toji knows he is not a person who expresses himself openly. But to you, he will try.

On the way home, Toji tells you how bad he was treated in the Zenin family. He never got financial support, even got locked up in a room full of curses. After becoming an adult, he earned a lot with his ability but he never found true happiness. Before he met you, he spent all his money in a speed of light cuz he was gonna earn them back anyways.

“Then here you are, a kiddo who suddenly runs into my life. You make me want to plan my future - a future that i am not alone. I start to enjoy simple things, i even developed a daily or weekly routine with you which i never thought of. So what’s so important with money if my baby is not happy?”

Toji feels surprised that he actually opens up to someone, and it feels good. He decides to tell you about his job someday, he needs time.

“I won’t let that happen again, i promise.” Your eyes become watery again.

“I have a method to prevent this from happening again.” Toji smirks.

“And what’s that?”

“Punishment.”

Seems you get into a real trouble this time.

#jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji #toji fushiguro #toji fluff #jjk x reader #daddy toji #toji x y/n #toji x reader #jjk toji #toji zenin

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tht0nesimp · 11 months

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Yandere! Reddie X reader

TW: kidnapping, graphic murder, eddie is like kind of soft, richie is the biggest asshole ever, manipulation, cursing, reader doesnt know them, mention of humping, VERY VERY CLOSE TO SMUT

You walked down to the clubs secret hangout area "hello?" you called out to the endless night of forest and bugs

You found the entrance, climbing down the old latter slowly as to not trip. You felt a wet substance meet the bottom of your sandals, reaching down to inspect the strange and unfamiliar liquid was stopped by the smell giving it away, metal, It invaded your nose and you took a step back to be met with a chest

This was it, it had to be pennywise, He had finally gotten to you? or maybe it was pure coincidence

You went to look behind you but your wrists were locked by large hands and a light faintly clicked, the brightness was blinding to your blurry eyes that were beginning to flow with tears

but it wasnt pennywise, it was richie, with small amounts of blood covering his thin arms. Your boyfriend layed on the floor in the damp liquid that continued to wet the floor and seep through the cracks of the molding wood

"W-WHAT DID YOU DO?" you were loud, and a hand covered your mouth in a swift motion "shhh, thats no way to talk as a captive" you were sobbing at the point of realizing the man behind you was eddie, the same man who was holding your wrists, threatening to snap them in your compromised position

"hmm? all those nights i spent sneaking in your room,.." richie spoke as he poked the corpse with his pointer finger "i was so angry i could have killed you then and there, when you met this piece of shit" you thrashed and fought to no avail, almost as if to remove the situiation in its entirety, to be somewhere where there wasnt blood soaking your shoes or your two best friends taunting you over your now dead, at their hands, boyfriend who was now lifeless infront of you

"but your a creep too, we know what you did" you memories flashed back to the incident, you thought of all the times you humped their pillows desperately trying to pretend it was them instead of the white piece of cotton and cloth

"please, no, i didnt- i" eddie leans in close to your ear to whisper slowly, his words rattling your brain, "dont lie" he sounded almost angry with his words that met your very soul

"but i bet theres other things you did hmm? tell us darling" eddie lets go of your wrists and you fall to the floor in a desperate sob "NO- i mean... i just-" you were stuck between the two until eddie slowly kneeled down to the ground

"we"re not mad, but we will be" he seemed strict on the last part and you desperately rattled your brain for an occurrence you could tell them, you couldnt, the shame was masking over the fear of the knife richie had in his hand

"when...sometimes" eddie leans your head back "address it to him, he deserves to know right?" you gasp and twiddle your fingers before sighing "when i was at the sleep overs..-with them-" you gently pointed at the two "i would take their toothbrushes and id- i would use them" richie scoffs "thats weak youve done something worse i bet" you sniffle and wipe your burning eyes "and..beverly had things that she gave me cuz i dunno and.." you look down at the cold concrete ground "i would use them and pretend they were them" richie kneels down "that why you never fucked this asshole?" eddie leans the lifeless corpeses head up "we got him here cuz he thought you were gonna let him pop yer cherry.. too bad you were thinking about us hmm?" you nod

Richie kicks the corpse off the old mattress and pushes you on the old springy cloth. "The rest of the club said we should wait, till he broke up with you, but i just couldnt wait"

"we all love you. And we WILL kill anyone you try to get close to"

#yandere male #yandere scenarios #headcanons #yandere IT #Yandere reddie #yandere losers club #yandere IT chapter one #yandere richie tozier #yandere richie #yandere eddie kasparak #yandere eddie #yandere blog #CandiesActualFics

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rustboxstarr · 1 year

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Dating Eddie Munson: Your Instagram :)

Your insatgram if you had a shitpost account for your mates and posted stupid photos

Masterlist

Liked by DungeonMaster, Robbiebob 12 others

@Y/N.shitposts I think he’s incapable of sitting like a normal person…

DungeonMaster Perfectly normal 🖕

↳ Y/N.shitposts Its not you weirdo

SteveNotTheHair @DungeonMaster how’s that Adhd diagnosis going?

↳ DungeonMaster shut up

↳ Robbiebob I think he’s in denial

↳ Y/N.shitpost he is

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@Y/N.shitposts We got drunk and went to a playground haha

DustinTheKing Nothing out of the ordinary then?

↳ Y/N.shitposts Nope

DungeonMaster Still wondering why I wasnt invited

↳ Robbiebob We didnt want you there 💩

↳ Y/N.shitpost Girls night bitch!

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Y/N.shitposts too good not to post 🥵

DungeonMaster now that’s hot but when tf did u take this??

DustinTheKing ew

↳ DungeonMaster not ew, hot, and you are not the king!

ChrissyCunningham there’s just something about men’s backs idk what?

GarethVader all those tattoos and not a single one on his back??

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Y/N.shitposts All he did was win at Mariokart, also who still plays Mariokart??

DustinTheKing Cool people play Mariokart!!

SteveNotTheHair SMH 🤦‍♀️

↳ DungeonMaster ummm excuse me, i beat your ass so hard

Liked by SteveNotTheHair, DungeonMaster 15 others

@Y/N.shitposts So edgy 💉

DungeonMaster Wanna be alt

↳ Y/N.shitposts Says u

SteveNotTheHair Is that Eddie on the left?

↳ Y/N.Shitposts Haha no thats Robin, Eddie took the pic, he was so bossy about it

↳ DungeonMaster just tryna live up to your standars babe

↳ Y/N.shitpost its literally blurry

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@Y/N.shitposts Recent work for photoclass!! Thank you baby for being my model hehe

DungeonMaster How am I not beating girls off with a stick yet?

↳ Y/N.shitposts Cuz you're weird af, a total nerd and need I remind you, taken?

MaxMayfield Its actually surprisingly good

↳ Y/N.Shitposts Why thank you

Robbiebob Aww look at that smile, also awesome skills Y/N!

↳ Y/N.shitpost Cheers mate!

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@Y/N.shitposts Robins idea dont blame me

DungeonMaster Spoiler alert!! they both crashed it into a wall

↳ Y/N.shitposts Its called drunk driving 🤌

↳ Robbiebob We are very responsible

↳ Robbiebob Also it was so wroth it

↳ Robbiebob Worth*

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@Y/N.shitposts Haha were so cool

DungeonMaster No shit we are

MyNameJeff Question is why youre cuffing each other up outside of Eddies pit for a bedroom

↳ Y/N.Shitposts Cuz the idiot just wanders off and forgets his phone with me so I cant take him anywhere without having him literally cuffed to me

↳ DungeonMaster My room is not a pit 🖕

↳ Y/N.Shitposts thats a lie

Robbiebob What concert?

↳ Y/N.shitpost Sum41!

↳ Robbiebob well now im jealous

↳ DungeonMaster suck it, like they did, they sucked

↳ Y/N.Shitposts They did not!! and hey i saw you having the time of your life in the moshpit so shut up

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@Y/N.shitposts In reality i forced him to smile for this but were ignoring that fact

DungeonMaster Still not happy about it I look like a goof

↳ Y/N.Shitposts Aww but youre my goof x

↳ GarethVader Ew

↳ MaxMayfield So cute I wanna barf

↳ Y/N.Shitposts 😈😈😈

Robbiebob Least he smiled ??

↳ Y/N.shitpost Took 8 photos for it

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goldmanguyperson · 2 months

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hot flag list

no particular order

this does not indicate my support for any government or ideology. im a leftist anarchist, in simple terms. i offer no apologia to any government ever

explanation: i am objectum for flags and conceptum for countries

please look at my list and weep. if i must live in a world with borders and ethnostates and horrible governments, please at least let me lessen the burden by finding something to love

people’s republic of china

i am obligated to have this on the list by my boyfriend’s mandate

it is a nice one

i love stars

im not that connected to china beyond my boyfriend but because of my boyfriend this flag must be hot

estonia

the bold color choices make me very happy

i might not wanna be with it but i do admire it in the way i may ogle a guy from far away

sadly im not very connected to the nation itself

chechnya

i love the design on the left side (I KNOW THE LEFT SIDE OF A FLAG HAS A NAME I FORGOT IT. i think it is fly?)

oh… the way the white eztends out from the left to make a perfect border! i lvoe you. a little kiss

Free the Chechen people from Russia now

amerca

ok first of all BLM and free Palestine and give the damn land back to the natives

the big one

i cannot properly explain to you why im here exactly

it is such a lovely flag to me despite its chaos

i count each alternation of the stripes and each star knowing well enough how many there are already cuz it was drilled into me as a citizen of this nation. i do it because i love this flag intensely. I lose count because i have dyscalculia and patterns fuck with my vision

i am very connected to this country. the US as a concept and place makes me feel very intensely

I wish the US were better

I would plunge the knife in and weep like i just had to kill my love. because i did. i love you

Russia (three major forms)

ok first off Слава Україна and every nation affected by Russia and all its previous incarnations uh. i had a weeks or months long anxiety attack and then depression spell when i heard russia was actually invading ukraine. The time is all really blurry now. probably worse than usual

obviously im really really intensely emotionally connected to russia and it brings me extreme pain to think about now. but as russia is beaten back it has made me feel better

Such beautiful blues and reds and color combinations

The modern and imperial russian flags are really good in their use of white. though it does look like one’s bald and one’s hairy. kind of like the alternation of russian leaders. but interrupted by so much fucking red holy shit

The red is so rich in this version. I dont know why they didnt keep it for the rest of the ussr’s existence, cuz they didnt. wtf

Really beautiful star. i want to see this star embroidered. i wanna look at the threads

russia you are beautiful. please get better

I love these flags

I love you

Give me your strongest face, not your most attemptedly powerful one. life has been so hard but you don’t need to make it harder. break the downward spiral!!

Please

#objectum #conceptum #objectum flag #objectum country #<- are there already names for this? i have literally no clie

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danepopfrippery · 6 months

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Ppl are goin nutzo with theories and shit rn (like the illogical one izzy lost his good leg what?!)

I play the game too but i still lose about 50% min (i get the big strokes but not everything).

Seems theres a grave allegedly in ep 8. I say allegedly cuz theres no proof its a grave other than the majority of the crew (minus olu, izzy and wee john) are looking over something buried including Zheng (i also didnt see auntie but its quite blurry and brief).

Well start w the obvious: may not be a grave, remember Stede and his love of buried treasure!? Why yes seems dumb but you cant prove to me thats not a possibility.

If it is a death im just going lime ricky. Hes clearly a moron and maybe some crew knew him before the evil turn. Seems like someone they could bury to be nice but not really care (ditto bronson pinchot).

David is a lunatic he just turned a man into a bird. But he clearly has no stomach to kill off crew members even as he sheds them for plot sake (swede and buttons, ivan before the season). Two of those are still alive. He ‘killed’ lucius for plot sake and no one believed him but he kept it up til the eps dropped.

I think we’ll have a vaguely clearer idea after next week but trust me one thing i can tell u is: dont trust david. And do freak out over fan theory

#ofmd #our flag means death

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helpwhatsthis · 2 years

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For your most recent post right this is kinda like a general fucked up type if shit so stay with me here. So basically 001 the reader and Eddie were all “working” for Dr.Brenner right and they’re like secretly dating each other type of shit like that. But like that we’re it gets fucked up cuz then mf 11 comes around n shit so that’s where it Lowkey fucks everything up. But then maybe MAYBE later on when 001/Vecna comes back he puts Reader and Eddie under his “spell” and they reconnect. 🤷🏾‍♂️ idk what I just wrote but yea.💀

remember- e.m. / 001

the post being referred to is this one!

thank you sm for the idea, love! i'm thinking of writing one where reader has powers, and they see their childhood friend (from before the lab) in their mind and it's eddie. so henry... kidnaps him for her, bc he wants to see his baby happy.

warnings: angst, vecna, eddie is a lil stupid, lots of blood, lots of death, deep descriptions of pain, it’s fucked, okay? very short but open for part two!

also for the fics sake, vecna is like twenty during the events of s4

you can't think. all you know is that the halls are too dark to see, and your skull is pounding. the hall, that of which are hawkins' lab, a place you hadn't set your eyes on in two years.

"y/n!" you hear it, the distinct sounds of eddies' cries. "y/n! henry! please!" his pained voice echos through the hall. your movement speed up, bringing you through the familiar path that leads to the janitors' closet. you pass bodies, and blood, so much blood. it doesn't faze you though; you've seen it all before, and you keep seeing it more every time you dare to sleep.

"baby-" you whine, finally seeing his trembling form on the cold linoleum floor. you don't have to look hard to know he's bleeding, both from his eyes and his nose. you wish you could forget the odd angle is arm is twisted at. you pull him into your lap, attempting to shush his pained cries.

"i don't wanna die." he sobs, and the words echo in your mind. you'd never be able to get them out of your head, not as long as you live.

"you won't, little one." the deep, grating voice comes from behind you. the soft pricks of claws nip at your scalp.

"who are you?" you whimper, "why do you keep showing me this?" you cry, pulling eddie into your chest. this thing, this grotesque and vile being kneels before you; it adorns a sad smile as is brushes the blood from eddies' face.

"because i want you to remember, my love." it growls, "i need you to remember the night she took you both from me." before you can process the words, its' claws dig into your skull. the pain is agonizing, searing. you can feel every twitch of its' fingers, burning your brain and melting your mind.

"henry!" you scream, sitting up in bed and choking on your sob. your head is still throbbing, making your vision blurry; but you're home. you're in bed, and eddie is beside you. he pulls you into his arms, cooing at your whimpers and whipping the blood from under your nose.

"it's okay, baby. you're okay, i'm here." eddie whispers, picking your body up with surprising ease and carrying you to the kitchen. he places you on the cabinet and begins to fill a glass with water from the tap. "was it... that night? again?" he asks, shuffling on his sock clad feet as he brings the cup to your lips.

images flash in your mind as you drink. the soft touches, the lingering of lips on lips; and then the blood, the way it all fades as eddie spasms on the floor and begs to live.

"it's him." you whisper, eyes finding his. "i don't know... how? or how i know? but it's him." he doesn't speak, just gazes at you tentively. "please... please eds? just say that you believe me?" you beg.

you don't know how much longer you can take this. how much longer can you withstand the headaches, the nosebleeds, knowing that the disfigured creature that haunts your nightmares is the person you loved. most of all; the way eddie seems to think you're losing your mind.

it's been over a year since you stopped going to therapy. you thought you'd accepted it; accepted that the girl, the child, had killed henry and your mother, and nearly killed eddie too. things had been... okay, after the incident. that man, brenner, had taken pity on wayne; had given him a document to sign, given eddie all the medical care he needed (free of charge), and gotten you therapy to deal with it all. to deal with losing your mother, who'd been a doctor at the lab since you were a child. to deal with losing henry, who you and eddie had fallen for all too quickly.

it was inevitable really, the three of you. your mother and wayne had been close friends through his maintenance job at the lab. you'd all been so young and had so much free time before the other children had arrived. it was nearly impossible to pin-point when the twisted form of playground, puppy love between the three of you turned into the real thing.

"babydoll," he hums, hands cupping your jaw. "he's dead." his voice cracks. "i want to believe you. you know that i do, but honey... whatever she did to him... there wasn't even a body left." you cry out at his words, and he lets you hide your face in his chest.

"if you could see, what i see. you would know." you whisper into his hellfire shirt, his own way of coping he'd picked up.

"he will, darling." the deep voice growls, making you sob into eddies' chest harder. "he'll understand soon enough." the dark groan turns into the soft, loving one you know so well. "you'll see, little one." henry hums. the fingers combing through your hair are still sharp, nearly breaking your skin. "i just need a little more time."

just a little more time, you'll both see.

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quirrrky · 2 years

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THE BOY NEXT DOOR 「02. THE NEIGHBOR II」

『MASTERLIST』 « PREV • NXT »

𐑂 2.7k+ words 𐑂 Your new neighbor, Miya Atsumu, is everything you’ll never ask for. With his annoying good looks and equally irritating charm, how can you not resist the boy next door? 𐑂 neighbors, humor, enemies to lovers, fake dating, friends to lovers

Moments ago you were scared shitless for your life because of Miya Atsumu. Now, you were at the receiving end of his burning admonishments for simply defending yourself. Why am I here Why do I have to be here?

He was relentless and he was not even done yet. "What kind of an idiot would just spray shit on someone else's face?"

Idiot? As far as you're concerned, you were never an idiot. And to hear that from someone who knew nothing about the shit you'd been through was unacceptable. You had to bear lots of paperworks at work, your officemates were complete pain in the ass, the rumors they spread weren't helping at all and, lastly, you hadn't gotten the much needed quality sleep to be patient through all this because of his noise. And now..

"Who's the idiot? You're calling me an idiot? It's you who ran towards me like it's your goddamn business!" You exploded.

Atsumu was taken aback. He never had anyone answered back to him like that aside from Samu.

"I thought yer in danger. I ran to you 'cuz you seem to be running away from someone!"

"I'm running away from you, you idiot!" You burst out. Tightly clenching your fists, your face all red now with all the pent-up frustrations you had been enduring all this time. Damn, it felt so good. You couldn't remember the last time you let out so much weight on your shoulders until now. You were never a confrontational person but there's something about Miya Atsumu that got you so riled up you were able to release this much.

He flinched and just stared at you, speechless. You were like an angry dragon! He never saw that comin' yet it was kinda' interestin' to see that side of you come outta nowhere.

"Still, you gotta pay for this." He said, looking away from you.

You sighed. You had too many burdens to even prolong this petty conversation. "Look, I'll just withdraw some money and we can talk about the compensation you need."

Money? "Do you really think you can just pay me and run away?" Atsumu scoffed.

"So what do you need?" You asked, nonchalantly. Let's end this now.

Yeah, Atsumu what do ya want? He asked himself. You, who barely pay him attention when all he try'na do was to befriend you the entire week, were gettin' so fired up because of him. It was quite excitin' What could be the most annoying thing you'd find right now?

Before he could even answer, the doctor came in to give some instructions.

"Since your vision is not in its tip-top shape yet, and per your manager's instructions, you will be admitted here in the hospital for a week. You said it's still blurry and you can't see properly so we'll be doing extensive examinations on your eyes." The doctor informed and continued. "It is also highly-advisable for you to have someone who can assist you around while you can't see properly."

That's right...Atsumu pointed his thumb over you. "Her...It'll be her. She'll be assistin' me." It was just his joke.

"What?" You protested in shock.

The doctor, then, acknowledged. "Oh, I see, your girlfriend."

"No!" You both exclaimed as you looked at each other then looked away again.

"Anyone can assist you. I'll ask them to prepare your room now. I'll be right back." The doctor excused and walked away.

"I'm sure you'll feel better soon Atsumu-san especially that Y/N here will be taking care of you!" Hinata said, lightening up the situation.

Yes, Atsumu would be fine. In fact, he felt victory by pulling off that kind of trick. But I won't be... You thought. One week of Miya Atsumu and you might end up in a morgue at the end of it.

You were about to refuse him but you saw him wincing in pain. He couldn't even easily open his eyes. Guilt crumbled in your stomach.

"What time do you need me tomorrow?" You said.

Tsumu had his eyes wide. He...never expected that it would be okay for you? He gulped. Yer very unpredictable and it was surprising him in a different way.

"Whatever's comfortable with ya."

"That means I have to get home now since I'll be waking up earlier." You pointed at Hinata. "He's still here to look after you."

You headed out, feeling tired after a very long day. You were just there to throw garbage and this all happened.

"Wait! Wait up!" Someone called you and you stopped walking to look back.

"Hinata? Is there something wrong?"

"No, it's just...Atsumu-san. He asked me to walk you home since it's already super late and there's a serial killer going around."

"H-He did?"

Hinata nodded. "He also wanted me to tell you that you can just bring him lunch tomorrow, so you won't have to wake up early."

You were taken aback. You never expected a really kind gesture from him and it was throwing you off in a different way.

"Miya!" You called out loudly but he was still snoring. You were about to shake him off but you hesitated. Were you really that close to touch him? "Hey, Miya!" You called again.

Geez...

"Miya!" You finally shrugged his shoulder.

He complained. "Just a minute."

"I don't have a minute."

Wait...Realizing it was you, he sat up. "Y-Y/N?" He questioned and he was then shut up with a meal on his mouth. "What the heck- ish thish? 'm not even ready for that!"

"That's chicken teriyaki." You answered.

"Did you really cook this for me?"

You scoffed. "Stop imagining things. I got this from 7-Eleven."

"How can ya feed me convenience store food? It's bad for my die-"

Blah blah blah..."Just eat it. I was just kidding. This is the lunch I cooked for myself."

He mumbled as you continued feeding him.

"What's with the bandage?" You asked, noticing that he had one wrapped around his eyes.

"Doc said so I can avoid opening my eyes and let the meds do its work."

Oh I see..."Would you be alright here all alone?" You murmured almost to yourself.

"What?" He asked, not hearing you clearly.

"N-Nothing." It's not as if you cared.

He opened his mouth again, anticipating another spoonful.

"That's it." You said, packing up your lunch box.

"What? That's it?"

"Yeah, I better go back to the office now."

"Hey, that can't be it! I'm a grown-ass man. I need food."

You rolled your eyes. "I can't believe you. You're here complaining when I haven't even eaten yet and I'll probably just grab some random stuff from the convenience store."

Atsumu was about to say something but he closed his mouth and just turned away. "Fine, go now, go. I don't wanna owe you for bein late."

You were about to leave when three men entered his hospital room. It was Hinata with...the two from the night you first saw Atsumu, Bloody Crime Scene and Head Smasher.

"Hi Y/N!" Hinata greeted and you gave him a smile in return.

Head smasher gaped and exclaimed, "You are the neighbor! The one Tsum Tsum here can't stop talking about because he can't figure out how to talk to y-"

"Hey, stop it! That ain't true! Stop it! Shut up! Just shut up!" Tsumu protested.

You were curious and confused at the same time but you were seriously running out of time. "I really have to go now."

Atsumu was relieved that you left before Bokuto could say something that would embarrass him more.

"I heard you're still hungry." Bokuto said. "There's the hospital ration here. Do you-"

"No, just no. I don't wanna be fed by you!" Atsumu refused, which brought him back to the lunch you fed him. He couldn't believe it. You only ate that much? How could you survive the day with so little nourishment? That brought him back to his first attempt of befriending you.

He just got his supply of onigiri from Osamu back then and wanted to share some with you, but you just walked past him without even casting him a glance like you weren't even existing.

Ever since that day you hadn't even let him finish greeting you to have a great night, there was something about you that he wanted to probe further and he'd been trying to catch your attention since then.

Girls continuously knocking on his door and neighbors who did nothing but poke their heads on his life were the reasons why he transferred to a new apartment. He wished that he would get a new with a neighbor who would only care about not minding his personal business.

You were the only girl who didn't give a damn about him. When others would run towards him and scream his name, you looked away and avoided him as much as possible.

You checked out everything on his list yet...it didn't seem that fine. Somehow, catching your attention was surprisingly more interesting for him.

Breathing deeply, there's still 10 minutes left before you leave the office. Your officemates chattered around; through your screen, you saw them looking at you. You wished you had the courage to confront them about this, but they were too many and they were too good at comebacks. You always get tongue-tied in such confrontations. Miya Atsumu was an odd exemption and maybe you had the courage last night because you were at your limit.

"We haven't seen you in the cafeteria today." One of Nako's friends pointed out.

"I never thought you'd notice me." You said, turning off your computer.

"How can we not? You're always by yourself there." Nako answered.

You didn't continue further as you didn't feel like they have the right to know anything about your personal life.

You logged out from your work in a haste, trying not to catch anymore of their bullshit. You stopped by in front of the convenience store, remembering that you weren't able to prepare for Atsumu's dinner.

You turned the other way around, recalling that he's such a diva about his food and won't accept anything from a convenience store, so you were forced to shed out some cash to buy him something from a restaurant.

With a paper bag containing freshly-cooked tempura in your hand, you headed to the hospital, when the rain began falling. Great. Just great. Thankfully, it was just near the apartment building and you always had your umbrella with you.

Arriving there, you noticed that there was a lot of people near Atsumu's room; you were about to head inside but someone stopped you.

"You have to fall in line."

Fall in line? "What?" You asked.

"Yes, get back there before you could see Atsumu-senpai."

You looked through the line and it was insanely long. What is this? You didn't know he had consultation services too. He's not even a doctor to have a queue.

"Yes, get back there!" Another one complained and they all passed you backwards. One of them did it recklessly hard that you loosened your grip from the paperbag.

Noooooo! It was too expensive! It was more than your daily food allowance!

Much to your luck, someone caught it before it fell and also supported your back when you were pushed quite hard.

"I don't like people who are wastin' food." He said in a very sharp tone that scared the girls.

His voice. It's...

"Miya?" You looked up to find that..."Wait.."

He gave you a bright smile. "Osamu. Miya Osamu. The twin."

You gaped. "Oh."

"I assume yer Y/N."

"How do you know that?"

"You don't know me. His fan girls do." He explained, pointing at the long line. "C'mere! It's this way."

You went upstairs with him, wondering. "This morning his room was..."

"Yeah, rumors're fast. They found out he's stayin' there and the hospital had to move us somewhere they're not allowed."

You couldn't believe it...Atsumu's that famous? You were only hearing his name from your officemates from time to time, but you didn't expect he'd have this huge fanbase.

"His fan girls? He...has fan girls?" You voiced out in disbelief and Osamu laughed.

"This is why he talks a lot about you." He said.

"Me?"

"Yeah, he also told me to stay with him everynight 'cuz you won't be able to look after him. Somethin' about a serial killer." Osamu said and opened the door for you. "Here ya go."

Looking at Atsumu, his bandage was removed now but he still had his eyes closed.

"YN's here." His twin announced.

"She's here?" He asked, sounding like a dog when his owner finally arrived. Dry cough followed like he didn't care that much. "Not expecting that much from ya though."

You scoffed. You were sure he was kind of happy you made this much hassle to visit him tonight. Your attention was shifted from him when the news tackled something very familiar to you.

Another lifeless body of a twenty-four year old woman was found last night. The said woman was speculated to be murdered by the roaming serial killer. Investigators warned the public that the said killer is attacking single women around the public bathhouses.

"Can't say the same for Omi but I can tell ya we ain't no murderers. Another kill count last night when I'm all locked up here. Now, ain't that enough proof for ya?"

"Yeah, that you managed to escape out of the hospital last night." You teased.

Osamu laughed at your retort.

"Hey! I can't believe you! I can't see shit and yer saying I escaped here?"

You smiled a little. He was very dramatic yet it was kind of entertaining.

"Hey, hey, easy now. She bought you somethin' You should be grateful." Osamu interjected.

Geez....Atsumu opened the paper bag and the food container. His eyes widened with joy at the sight of tempura. He winced afterwards due to the slight pain. Remembering it was from you, he pouted and looked away. "T-Thanks."

"Welcome." You said.

"Here," Osamu called you and reached out a different paperbag. "You can have this for dinner. I made that myself."

Your eyes beamed not expecting you'd be eating something different tonight. "Thank you!"

"I don't know you can be that nice." Atsumu spat out.

"Well, your brother was a lot nicer than you." You replied.

Whoa! He did everything to be such a friendly neighbor to you yet...You're telling him that Osamu was a lot nicer than him?

"I don't want this anymore." Atsumu said, setting aside the tempura you bought for him.

You inhaled deeply, mustering the last string of patience that you have. "I...have to go buy that with the limited budget that I have. I even have to go here through the rain and bear the attitude of your fangirls! Then, you're telling me you're just gonna throw that away!"

He pretended not to hear as he folded his arms across his chest.

You sighed. "Fine, do whatever you want. Just don't expect me to be here tomorrow or the next coming days."

"Hey! We had an agreement."

"Whatever! I prefer you to be here anyway than having you next door!"

You stormed out and Atsumu was left hurt. How could someone tell him that? He turned to the food you gave him. Somehow, he felt really bad at how he acted.

Osamu watched him struggle to get the food back to his lap again, so he sat beside his brother and assisted him with it.

"You acted like a bitch y'know that, right?"

"I know! I know! I know!" Dammit! Now, he felt really bad for it. Just when he thought he could finally talk to you properly, it looked like it's all back to zero again.

You rushed home that night with mixed feelings. You knew you went overboard, but you were really offended when he just took the food you put too much effort into for granted.

But maybe...you shouldn't have involved his brother. What if they have the usual sibling drama?

You sighed, tousling your hair.

The next day came and Atsumu was up too early...maybe because he hadn't gotten any sleep at all, feeling bad about how childish he acted towards you last night. Aughhhhhh...Why was he overthinking about this? He usually didn't care about what others would feel!

However, his internal struggle was cut when he heard the door opening.

"Y-Y/N?" He squinted his eyes to look carefully.

"A promise is a promise." You said, sitting by his bed. "Besides, this is only just for a week. Augh! I almost forgot. You'll live next door again when you get out of here." You said in exasperation.

"Hey, I can hear ya. I'm just here y'know." He fussed out and a soft chuckle slipped out of you because of his annoying yet humorous expression. "Wait, wait! Did I just make you laugh?"

You shut him up by stuffing food in his mouth. "You're delusional."

Atsumu smiled though his munching while you caught yourself doing the same. You immediately wiped it off. No way! There's no way Miya Atsumu was getting through you.

𐑂 AN : Next week’s gonna be a big chapter! It’ll definitely be a major turning point so watch out for it! 🫶 Chapter 3 will be on Thursday and 4 will be on Sunday (my graduation day)!

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merakiui · 2 years

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MERAAAA I HAD A 3AM BRAINFART WHILE READING MANWHAS AND I JUST HAD TO SPILL IT OUT RN!

Ok so yk how we have the current manwha au for genshin? Yeah lets start a different version of it, maybe where the mc is a villainess but is actually smart and maybe aria like with a mix of Cayena (The villainess reverses the hourglass and The villainess is a marionette, idk if you read them but if you haven’t I definitely recommend)

So lets start this a little cliche, lets just say your the youngest daughter of a powerful Emperor and lets say your father was Zhongli (I kinda want him to be our dad in this au totally not because I want Ganyu and Xiao to be my siblings).

In the novel “Rose amongst thorns” it was described that the villainess had the knowledge rivalling the God of Wisdom, filled with questionable curiosities, an appearance fairer than the moon, a voice comparable to sirens, although stubborn as her father and a heart cold as ice. It was written she killed herself when the accusation of her poisoning Lady Lumine, a beautiful woman possessing a rare type of magic (light).

Like here is a small part of it and yet again im not a writer.

“No matter how much she pleaded everyone turned a blind eye to her pitiful pleads and tears of innocence, even her own family refused to look at her nor help her.

With that the fair maiden took off and ran through the endless halls with the guards shortly chasing after her trail. She had only then stopped by the room of the deceased empress, her mother who had sadly died a few days after her birth.

Taking the dagger that was hidden underneath her skirt, that was gifted to her by her no other than her father, she took heavy breaths as she took the dagger out of its sheaths, slowly facing the blade towards her with shaking arms and a blank face with red under eyes still slightly wet from the previous crying.

The door suddenly bust open to see her only brother and sister there with guards behind them, before her older sister Ganyu could even peep out a word, the villainess abruptly stab’s herself with tears in her eyes and a yelp of pain.

Her brother dashes through the room towards her with her sister quickly trailing being him and quickly takes out the dagger that was directed to her chest.

In her last moments she felt numb, her vision started getting blurry she could hear the silent plea of her brother and sister to hold on and not die, the sudden heavy footsteps that certainly belonged to emperor, in her final moments and breaths she whispered loud enough for the people around her to hear

‘I wish to never be born into this family again for all you done nothing but bring me to my death’

and with that she took her final breath.

It was only then a 2 days it was discovered that the youngest princess was no more then innocent the poisoning was done by a daughter of a influential Marquis household, it was said the family had begged for forgiveness but in the end they had experience the wrath of the Emperor.

The Imperial family hasn’t had her funeral not yet ready to burry her, then on the year of XXX, the year of the rabbit she had her funeral and to remain asleep in a glass coffin for everyone to admire her beauty and to finally lay rest in her eternal slumber.”

So like I said im not a writer but that’s something from the “og” novel.

Since she was the youngest she had been the last one to inherit the throne and considering her brother is the youngest Yaksha and Ganyu being an assistant to the Liyue Quixing, I don’t think she won’t be getting the throne anytime soon. Plus its not she wanted it anyways with all the responsibilities and shit.

(to the people who are to add more ideas for this au please make sure Xiao and Ganyu won’t have any romance with Darling, I would like it to be very platonic I don’t want either of them to be a Derrick)

Oldest- Ganyu

Middle- Xiao

Youngest- Darling

I hc her being reincarnated with her previous memories (both her past lifes cuz she was the og!villainess) at the age of 12.

She promised herself that she will not die in vain but live a peaceful life, and get revenge on the people who had wronged her.

For that she started distancing herself and started to eat inside her room and did most of her studies privately.

Of course that wasn’t un noticed by her family. When they started to ask her why she hadn’t been showing up to dinner, she only answered that she wasn’t really needed and its not like she was important to them anyways to why should they bother snd meddle with her private affairs?

I hc she learned how to sing and act in her past life so at night she would sneak out and preform on stage with a alias as “Siren”. (Ofc the people don’t really know how the princess look like considering she was extremely sheltered by her father)

Anyways yeah thats it, pls add some ml recommendations I could only think of the fl’s pass and shit.

Although can Aether be one of the mls? I dont wabg him gone in this one.

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Oh, that’s so good!!! Xiao and Ganyu would be so protective of their young sibling!! :D It would be interesting if she performed with Xinyan, Yun Jin, or Barbara!

As for male leads, Aether would be a good male lead! He’s such a sweetheart! Ayato and Childe also strike me as interesting male leads. Thoma would definitely be the childhood friend! Kazuha, Kaeya, and Dainsleif could also be great male leads. Aaaa it’s difficult to choose because all of the male characters could fit as a lead!

Maybe Childe is the type who falls for her and is so set on proposing that he tries to see her in person, only to be turned down and shooed away by Xiao because he just doesn’t trust someone like Childe to marry his young sibling. Ganyu won’t say it outright like Xiao does, but she’s also a little iffy about Childe. He’s infamous for all sorts of wild reasons.

#chit chat #🌿 anon #genshin manhwa au

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weirdcat1213 · 9 months

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AJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJ HAPPY DAYS AJJAJAJAJA :D YEY TRIGUN BOOKCLUB :D

THOUGHTS :D

chap 1:

-happy days and everything is going to shit...yeap thats trigun

-i just noticed they have separated rooms and that makes me sad for some reason

-i love to see that rem was nice to everyone but was also getting annoyed by that guy, shes not perfect and I LOVE HER

-ngl, im not sure if the other guys did something

-its so cool to see the scientists joking around for a bit but then getting to see them in silence cuz IT IS a weird situation to be in. you are alone in space and something happened "on its own"..... It makes the situation more serious

-LMAO HER FACE I LOVE HER SM

-it hasnt even been that expanded in 98 (im sorry for the spoiler ig) or stampede (YET), but rem is so funny. shes more than a living saint and im glad we get to see more of her here. shes the only mom ever

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RIGHT

-also i thought knives *fixed* the thing, i forgot he caused it lmao

-arent they adorable? :3 pls dont touch them :3

-"it could end in disaster" you dont say....you dont say....

-NOT THEM SAYING YES IMMEDIATELY I WILL CRY

-BABY KNIVES WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU (ik what happened to him)

-"if you can love someone with all your heart then its alright".........im gonna take so time to think about that cuz....yeah, i guess thats true isnt it?

-oh that doesnt age wel...not even story wise but life wise....if we could only talk with each other

-ok so...is that a fucking ghost? and if it is, did she really appear when knives's faith in humanity was at its peak? really :c?

-OH ITS MY TIME TO GET SICK :D

-OK NO THATS SO INTERESTING CUZ HERE IS VASH WHO IS CURIOUS ABOUT TESLA AND WANTS TO READ THE REPORT BUT IN STAMPEDE (spoilers coming im sorry) IS KNIVES WHO WANTS TO READ IT. DID HE LOSE THIS FAITH *WAY EARLIER* THAN TRIMAX KNIVES??? HOW TF IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?????

-great....scientific....discovery.....you say......... so the scientists were ready for another tesla situation....

-pls no pls no pls no. you teach her how to speak and then you do that shit. stop

-by looking at the pictures and descriptions we can say that the scans began on her 13th day of life (multiple scans as the chapter mentions), and 87 DAYS LATER they started to ask themselves if that was correct to do from a moral standpoint...87 days. and just after they started to question themselves she started dying. just 10 days later...fuck

-"we have no desire to rest" WHAT ABOUT YOUR "SUBJECT" THO ASSHOLES

-its never not gonna make me sick how they killed a child in 100 days. thats all it took.

-ajjjj :c im fucking sick

chap 2:

-same vash same

-ily rem but no, thats too fucked up to forgive

-knives, my poor baby :c

-"i wish i could cut myself from everything too" oh mood, i mean what

-ok but rem trying to pick vash up and he refusing has to be so fucking heartbreaking for rem cuz thats her fucking child no matter what

-imagine your child who loved you so much rejecting you like that. i would literally shatter

-"you can continue the experiments with us" vash stfu i swear. catch me actually crying over that line btw im not ok

-INTERESTING how rem says she felt powerless (and i get why) but during the whole thing the crew had so much power over her life

-it fucks me up this is a one year old trying to die of starvation. yeah he looks older and etc etc but hes still less than 2 years old. life is pain. why nightow.

-also idk if im interpreting the panel right but i think he *was* going to eat but saw rem in his room so he stopped

-or are those different days? idk

-alright, today you are eating you sick son of a bitch :]

-NO STOP THAT YOU FUCKING CHILD

-the panel being blurry on purpose, 10/10

-hes sitting the same way rem did- oh im ending it all

-i feel kinda weird saying this but i just fucking love that story: the metaphor, how she tells it. it really feels like a parent trying to teach a kid something. its sad but feels comfy. i could literally read/listen to her telling that story of the train in her dreams over and over

-[pause for crying]

-its "separated ways" cuz that talk with rem lowkey divided rem i think. knives would be way different if he had heard what rem said. damn it why did he had to faint

chap 3

-"king of loneliness" pls i want to stop crying

-i know he didnt block the memory, i feel it

-yey creepy knives is here....yeyyy....

-amazing transition btw, gives me the yibbies every time

-HES RIGHT THO MF, YOU ARE AFRAID

-why he looks so cool while being creepy stop it knives stop it

-idk if im understanding it right, but i think knives did the thing he did in the first chapter but for all ships. it comes full circle

-god i hate when hes right

-im sad to say he looks beautiful and epic. also for the life of me i could not say if that plant agreed with him or not

-yknow what i think she didnt agree to that

-age of chaos wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :D

[i took a one day break cuz the volume made me too sad BUT IM BACK BABY]

chap 4

-yeah ig my baby has been to so many funerals if you think about it

-YEAH TO THE RESCUEEEEE

-wolfwood: you dont wanna mess with this guy he will break you

the guy in question: :c

-aw his cute little and stupid face :3

-i love to see vash having a good time :') god he needed that

-oh man we're getting sad again

-also yes they take those people who did whatever they did but the bartender is also taking vash in, even the demons get to drink there huh, nice

-why tf is this guy so wise, why is he saying what vash (kinda) needs to hear? amazing, im devastated

-wait so the feathers or whatever hurt??? because of the face he made. SO DOES IT HURT???? NO :C

-knives can you not-

-ITS HIM IN ALL OF HIS FUCKED UP GLORY :D

-SHUT UP VASH, GEESUS

-the final panel its so cute and then there's the fucking speech bubble that says "dumbass" its true tho xd

chap 5

-NOT THE FUCKING FEATHER i dont want to go there

-he looks so tired :c

-oh shit i forgot about that panel of his face wth

-OH SHIT WOLFWOOD NO

-OH THATS CREEPY AS HELL YO WHAT

-"the last thing i want to do is be a burden to him" STFU WOLFWOOD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-SHES HERE OH SHIT OH SHIT

-"youre the one who needs to be careful" I WILL CHEW GLASS

-FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

-OH GOD OH NO ITS HIM GET OUTTTT

-elendira ily sm

-thank you wolfwood for saying trans rights lmao

-HES ASLEEP. KILL HIM VASH KILL HIM

-oh no his glasses :c

-ah fuck hes awake noooooooooooo

chap 6

-LEGATO IN THE METAL HANDBAG :D WHAT WILL HE DO

-dont you bring tesla into this >:[

-idk whats happening but KILL HIM

-*sigh* i hate when knives is right

-DONT YOU DARE SAY THAT AFTER STAMPEDE MF :C "if they come for us lets just run as fast as we can" YOU ARE MAKING IT SO HARD TO READ THIS MAN

-also yey he regained his eye :3

-:cccccccccccccccccccccc im so happy that talk was in stampede

-also yeah vash hates knives with a burning passion but EVEN THEN he still was willing to give him a chance and live together with him, i cant do this anymore really

-im picturing legato kind of jumping in his metal handbag to move around as if he was in a sleeping bag cuz i think thats way funnier lmao

-:cccccccccc vash pls

-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :c his armmmm

-oh geesus oh god no OH HELL NO

-ohhhhh i see. look at legato being useful lmao /J

-THE ARK IS HERE WOOP WOOP

well that was certainly a volume

#trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #im in so much pain and turmoil #but im also having the time of my life #but then again chapter 2 wreck me for the rest of the day and i read that at like 10am yesterday

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nxh-the-musician · 2 months

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Sorry in advance (/s) for my bad English (/s), I am not a native speaker (true).

Ash-Veil Lane is a Deltarune ARG series that has themes about being alone and getting lost in the sea. I blame it for having given me this strange dream.

In the dream, I went to the same high school with my cousin (which from now on I will call “Bravery”, or “Br.” , since that’s what his name literally means in our language. He doesn’t have an orange soul though.) After the opening ceremony of the new school year, we went to the beach together. I don’t remember where this school or this beach is. We both dived in, and then some time later-

Br. and I were playing this co-op ocean exploration game together. I remember there weren’t much in said ocean: no coral reefs, little seaweed or kelp, very few fish. There were, however, many twisting tunnels leading to darker, deeper waters, which we spent quite some time getting lost in together.

That’s right, we somehow went from going to the beach IRL to doing it in a video game. The line between these was very blurry during the dream, and I didn’t question it, because nobody ever does when they are in a non-lucid dream.

(The tunnels had sharp, zigzag walls. In fact, they look like a wave section layout you’d see in Geometry Dash videos, for some reason. Completed with the default blue background too, since we’re below sea level and all.)

In the last “event” of the dream, we were diving into new territory, though it looks pretty similar to the other tunnels we had explored. A few minutes into the playthrough, I lamented in the co-op chat that I forgot to bring my camera. (I have a hobby of filming random moments of my life: https://youtu.be/UZgC6kHWLow) Br. reminded me that I can just use my screen recorder instead. (I forgot about this because, again, the video game was also real life, and again, I didn’t question it.) I went to setup my screenrec software, which I probably pirated, just like every single software I have on my real computer.

Here the details are fuzzy. For some reason, I zoned out and looked out the window of my bedroom (which I am sitting in to play the game) for a good minute. When I snapped back to reality, I went to chat to announce that I’ll be backtracking the tunnel for a bit to record some earlier stuff I saw. I froze when I saw a long chat thread between “me” and Br. About a Chess.com puzzle rush I just did, with a bunch of images attached to some of the messages. I didn’t do any of these.

I immediately started typing an ALL CAPS message to Br. how somebody must have hacked my account and sent all this stuff. But as I was typing, the textbox suddenly gets fillled up with a long message with very accurate grammar and spelling about how I am a burden to everybody and I should distance from my cousin before I make someone else hates me, and such. I only skimmed the message before frantically deleting it to continue typing my original message.

I don’t remember what happened here, but I went to check Br.’s in-game profile. In there I see many things, including his POV. And since he was looking at me, I get a photorealistic image of the character I was playing as. One of its eyes were gone, the other glows an eerie violet, the skin of its face is also gone, and it was grinning at me. It almost looks like sans in the Last Corridor, if he was actually horrifying to look at.

I was so shocked and scared that I was jolted awake from the dream entirely. Just rolled out of bed to write this on my laptop. At the time I began writing this, it’s 6:48 AM, Saturday, 2nd March 2024. I not awake enough for this shit.

I am very pissed off. Not only because some sort of ocean parasite(??) has taken over my character and impersonated me, but also since this game doesn’t actually exist, I cannot play it and see what happens next, cuz “seeing something so terrifying that you get booted from the dream and wake up alone in your dark bedroom” means my subconscious definitely plagiarized OMORI. Though, iirc, Toby Fox had the idea for Deltarune during a fever dream. I have also started playing around with game development – especially the music composer side – for about a year now, and around autumn of this year I am also studying abroad in Computer Science. Could this be a sign???

This is the first time in forever that I actually rewrite one of my more vividly remembered dreams.

Some more details:

1/ My cousin and I haven’t been close for years, and we have never playing video games together. Also, neither of us are native English speakers, yet we chatted very naturally in English while playing that game.

2/ I have a good family life.

3/ I spat out saliva mixed with blood earlier, which explains why I tasted metal when I first woke up.

#deltarune #omori #geometry dash #help me spread this plz #weird dreams #196 #reddit

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stayxlix · 4 months

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AYY MOOTERS ON MOOTERS THEY KNOW HOW TO MOOT! TUTTER PULLING TO THE PARTY IN MY CRAZY PINK WIG!!!! BEST WRITER? BEST WRITER? BEEN A FAN SINCE PART ONE!

I was getting beaten to lunacy, depression, delusion, confusion even. I got the 1st grade knowledge beat out of me with this one, i couldnt count for a sec. My vision got all blurry, thought this was chapter 17 for a minute there👹

Bitch, out the gate you be coming in HARD. You know how to set the mood, I get scared for their asses! It feels like being on drugs or something (though i aint never been on drugs, but this is how i imagine it feels like👀) I visualize like I ain't ever visualized before, put on some music reading this at night, DAYUM🛐‼️

I reread this tasty ass story atleast once every week. It's tradition at this point.

1."The physical contact was grounding—you were grounding. A lifeline anchoring Felix to the reality he so desperately needed to return to." This fucked me up😪 So beautifully written!

2. "How he'd transformed from someone potentially willing to end your life, to someone committed to protecting it at all costs." Had to pause, take a breather, and look out my window to reflect on who I am as a person, then keep reading. Absolutely Precious.

3. "Some day," he dropped his voice, "When all of this is over, I'm going to carry you back into that palace." His lips found the curve of your jaw, trailing a heated path down. "I'm going to take my time with you, princess," he nipped at the sensitive skin on your neck, causing your core to flutter with anticipation. "And then," he whispered, "I'm going to lay the world at your feet." I was hyperventilating baby I couldn't breath for shit reading this 👀

4. "Minho sighed in annoyance, as if holding a conversation with you was some sort of burden. “I didn’t want to discuss it with the others,” he snapped." TIRED, TIRED OF THE WAY HE TREATS ME. (Jk lol I get his stress but chill out, damn.)

5. "You were always mine," Felix breathed, "before we met, before all of this, you were never their princess," he leaned in, pressing his lips to your forehead. "You were always mine.” I had to stop reading and get some water, my throat dried out.

6.“You can’t,” Felix emphasized. A distant look clouded his eyes, a flash of whatever it was that had crossed his features after the nightmare seemed to resurface. “You grew up with servants to meet your needs while the rest of us bled for every scrap of food and warmth. You can’t understand, y/n. And even if you could, it won't change who I am or what I've done. The blood on my hands will never wash away.” This is where the problem occurs. Cuz what are you implying? You ate this part so much you gotta be locked away like that one song. 🗣 IM LOCKED UP THEY WONT OUT, THEY WONT LET ME OUT IM LOCKED UP🗣

7. "Go collect your friend," the man waved a hand at the door, "I will shelter you for the night. You're young, exhausted, and it looks like you've been through quite a lot." I LOVE HIM ALREADY DAMMIT

8. You knew this would not last forever with him. Nothing ever does. And you wondered if you will ever be able to accept that, even when you no longer have a choice. But in that moment, Felix was there. You extended a hand, and he was warm. He was real, and he felt more like home than anything ever had. You loved him too, and it was a feeling you did not dare let go." MY HEART! RIPPED OUT MY CHEST! I CANT BREATH! IM SOBBING!IM DEVASTATED.

IM FEELING LIKE IM ON THE LAST BITE OF MAC AND CHEESE ON THANKSGIVING, IM GUTTED, I DONT WANT IT TO BE OVER!!

But as always, let me calm down and get a lil sensitive. I love you my pookie bear❤️✨️

Your adding some good into my world with this story that i really need. Its like the same day everyday for me, then out of the blue, you pop up and you give me something to look forward to.

Like most people, there's lots of things I need to be distracted from, and you do just that for awhile❤️ I appreciate this lil story more then you could know, and I always get SO happy seeing you posted a new chapter. I can tell how much passion and effort you put into this story, and I applaud you for that🫶❤️ Take your time, take care of yourself, and feel no pressure on when you need to put a new chapter out, YOU should always come first❤️ -👹

hihi my spicy little👹💕once again, i truly have no words for how thoughtful and sweet all of this is. im so grateful to have you with me on this journey (since part one, day ONE) and im so glad its been able to keep your interest after all these months.<3

"got the 1st grade knowledge beat out of me" literally had me CACKLING please!!😭✋ your excitement and the photos you send (which are hilarious too btw) always have me grinning from ear to ear. i swear my favorite part of reading feedback from you is that i will NEVER be able to predict whats coming next.😂 seriously though, im so glad youve been able to immerse yourself in the story like this (if we're being honest i definitely lose touch with reality a little bit when i get lost in writing it lol) but im so touched that it could evoke such a response in you too. (ps "i reread this tasty ass story atleast once every week. It's tradition at this point" might just be one of my favorite compliments ive EVER received about my writing. this is literally one of the nicest things you can tell someone who writes imo🥹).

MY HEART! RIPPED OUT MY CHEST! I CANT BREATH! IM SOBBING!IM DEVASTATED

(okay but why is this literally me reading any of your asks) this was also one of the most fun parts of the chapter to write omg. i love writing the end of a chapter so much that sometimes its the first thing i do.🤭

the detailed journey through each little part of the story that you go through in your asks always leaves me on cloud nine.!!! i love this so so much, i swear it does not get any better than when someone quotes the story back to me.<33 so thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to share your thoughts on these specific moments. i loved reading every. single. one.💕

Had to pause, take a breather, and look out my window to reflect on who I am as a person I was hyperventilating baby I couldn't breath for shit reading this 👀 I had to stop reading and get some water, my throat dried out.

(also btw if it makes you feel any better i had a similar reaction to ALL of these after i typed them out. felix really does things to me, i probably need an intervention or some shit but here we are.🥹)

knowing that this story adds a touch of goodness to your world means more to me than i can ever express. :( im sorry to hear that you’ve got some challenges to face, but like you said i know we all do from time to time, so im just forever grateful that my writing can provide a little distraction for you in the midst of the everyday chaos.<3 (ps. if things ever get too rough, you know where to find me!!❤️)

okay okay i’m cutting myself off here, but i really do appreciate the little reminders to take my time and prioritize self-care too.<3 the way you express yourself is so unique, please never change. i love that you’re as insane and unhinged about this story as i am.🥹 as always thank you so much for the continued support, it is more appreciated than you could ever know.🤗💕

#alex answers asks♡#otde.feedback #👹

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