#maybe other psychopaths like me would enjoy it idk

[yesimwriting]

Hi! I hope you're doing well!

I've recently watched scream 6, and while it definitely wasn't my favorite (the original cannot be beaten) I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.

I've seen you mention him a little, but I really liked Ethan. His betrayal felt kinda predictable, but he was cute and I'm a sucker for "soft/sweet/nerdy character is actually a killer".

Ig I'm just wondering if you have any more thoughts about him? I really like how you portray characters so I wanna know your take on him ig

hi!! i totally get what you're saying about scream 6 i can't imagine anything beating/slaying as hard as the originals but i did thoroughly enjoy it as it's own thing lol

especially ethan!! like him being a ghostface was so obvious, but his character was so awkward bf and i really like the soft/nerdy character as a killer trope too!!

i also feel like there's so much in the movie that gives us a way to characterize him so i have a lot of thoughts, some stick closer to canon and others are just vibe-based, ig? if that makes sense

idk if these count as headcanons, i feel like they do bc i have a lot of thoughts on him

have to immediately mention the "a special bond between a father and his first son" line, i love any excuse to give a character daddy issues 😭so maybe i'm projecting, but i can definitely see that relationship being strained and maybe a competitive relationship with his siblings, especially Richie

i'm not saying that this means he didn't want to kill!! between the cut stuff about their mom and the way Anika died, the urge had BEEN there lmao, and i think it actually would have added to any competition with Richie

like maybe growing up Ethan felt jealous of Richie in a way bc he had this outlet for exploring gory things bc of his interest in horror movies, but that's just not how Ethan's family saw him and not something he was particularly drawn to

or maybe he liked the movies and tried to bond with Richie over them when he was younger just to have that thrown in his face (siblings are such gatekeepers sometimes😭 Richie gives me mean vibes so i feel like he'd be the worst about it)

i feel like growing up he didn't have many close friends, like the jokes about being a virgin were obviously more about his romantic life but i think it kind of hints at him not being super socialized, and he dropped everything pretty quickly to just join a random college in NYC

ik Quinn did the same thing, but she seemed to click/adapt a lot quicker socially, like she was closer to the girls than Ethan and she was dating

besides the way Ethan switched up and became a Chad hater,, i could see that stemming from hating that kind of person, like maybe in high school he struggled bc of guys like Chad and that's where that aggression came from

this one is a bit more of a stretch, but going with the assumption that he had some kind of rivalry with Richie, i could see Ethan seeing Chad as competition bc of how easy college and pulling girls was for him

anyway!! that's a general psychological break down! let's get into more presumptuous/friendship/romantic relationship thoughts!!

i can see him being relatively used to having crushes on people/generally thinking someone's attractive so he wouldn't go totally feral over just liking someone

i think this is his most noticeable romantic difference from other ghostfaces i've written (cough, billy and stu, cough) bc i read him as having more psychopathic tendencies than sociopathic ones

BUT the second that that's reciprocated in anyway some switch flips in his head

like he's probably used to being an outsider in friend groups and feeling relatively disposable, so if you were to make a point of calling him a best friend or picking him over anyone else even in a small way,, poor guy wouldn't know what to do with himself

like that would take his crush to the next level and suddenly Ethan's like 'well ig i have to do whatever to ensure their happiness for the rest of time now'

it's not his fault :( it's just bc he's not used to having anyone pick him first

would probably be less inclined to follow through/have murder-y thoughts while being caught up in some kind of crush/relationship,, at least at first bc i can see him being content/distracted

but i see one exception with that:

i could see Ethan being super prone to jealousy and not even being aware of it until he really started to have a crush on someone/dating them

like before when people he liked would either blow him off or date other people he'd be like that's life, but with the only person that's ever made him feel irreplaceable?

he's not having it!! suddenly, he's imagining what it'd be like to brutally murder anyone that flirts with you/hints at liking you

not saying he'd act on it every time he felt jealous, but he'd think about it!!

would definitely be pouty though, trying to act cold bc he's mad at the other person and is trying not hold it against you but then he starts to wonder if he imagined your connection and if you've been stringing him along

but the second you make it clear that it's still him, Ethan's snapping out of it and is immediately all heart eyes

actually a vicious cycle because every time you "pick" him he just starts to feel even fonder for you and then that makes him more upset when someone else tries to come between you two and then you "pick" him again, so it keeps adding to itself lol

kind of random but i feel like he's closest to Quinn in his family, like yes they still might have competed a little but it wasn't that son vs son thing, so it wasn't as tense

if he had a crush i feel like he'd eventually tell Quinn about it, at first casually like 'omg y/n just showed me this song, that new perfume you got is similar to hers, ik we're here to avenge our brother but y/n needs help with her econ homework so let's reschedule the plotting session'

and then one day he's like 'i think i like y/n' and Quinn's like 'no way!! really🙄?!😒' and then she's instantly giving him all the dating advice even if the timing is terrible bc she's a real one and her brother never likes anyone!! let him hook up with someone for once!

i feel like after the ghostface thing starts his ego would switch up, like the adrenaline and confidence of knowing what he's doing and getting away with this would make him act different

nothing that you could quite put your finger on, but he'd be a little touchier, maybe care less about hiding clingy tendencies

his dad's sudden influx of approval would probably also make him feel more like a man, y'know, so he'd be able to accept/get you liking him more bc of that

despite the aggressive undertones that i've focused on here i actually feel like he'd be such a cutie while pining/dating someone

like he'd go out of his way to remember things about you, would want to ghostface anyone that upset you, definitely would give 'my girl is mad at me, i hope i die' before you're even officially dating

he's a whole puppy once you have him, but will still be happy to stab ppl

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this was a lot longer than i thought it'd be and it was really fun to write!! if anyone wants anything else ethan related pls send asks!! actually might just write a fic just bc lol

also a reminder that i'm generally open to writing about any scream character :)))

#scream #scream x reader #scream x you #scream 2023 #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ghostface #ghostface x reader

[chronic-boogara]

~Sliding in~ hello there! Random request but could we get a Billy loomis x reader where maybe his “mr bad boy” persona just breaks when she’s around him and the gang gets to see it for the first time? Idk I just think it would be cute

this is so cute i love this idea!! thank you for this. i have never written soft billy so this might be a bit OOC 😣maybe a bit too soft ? idk you tell me ,, hope you like it babes.

billy loomis. a name that commonly associated with all the bad things that happen around town. graffiti? billy. broken windows? probably billy. a building burnt down mysteriously? defiantly billy. he is every adults worst nightmare and he’s proud to have such a title.

but when the doors are locked and the blinds have been shut the boys sheds his outer shell and becomes his true self. his softer self.

only one person had ever witnessed this side of him and he preferred to keep it that way. but when she held him in her arms like he was fragile enough to break, he just couldn’t help himself. she was like the sunshine in his darkened world

“if it were me,well, i’d sneak behind the ghostface and when he least expects it i’ll pounce. i’ll drag a knife down his stomach and open it up , while he’s still alive of course”.

stu cringed at this comment and sydney looked sick to her stomach. tatum wasn’t listening, she has stopped listen minutes ago when the topic of murder even came up.

“jesus christ dude…”. stu knew he should’ve been accustomed to these comments from his best friend by now but they still caught him off guard after all this time. he helped the boy kill people for gods sake.

sydney on the other hand had a lot more to say. “how could you say something like that ? with all the shit that’s being going on ? you’re a fucking psychopath”.

billy shrugged. he spoke his mind that was one of his dispositions. “maybe you guys are just weak minded. this guy thinks he can take my life without a fight he has another thing comin i’ll tell you that”.

out of the corner of his eye he say y/n walking down the stone path towards the fountain. his heart began to beat a little faster and he did his best to conceal his excitement.

“hi billy, i missed you baby”. she spoke , sitting down between his legs. her back was against his chest “how’s everything”?

his expression immediately softened at her presence. billy wasn’t the type for public affection but today,for some reason, he lacked the control he usually managed to hold on to. he rested his head on her shoulder ,wrapping his arms around her waist. he enjoyed the closeness.

sydney was first to speak up. “your boyfriend exposed his sick fantasies to the group. i’m sure he’d love to share”.

she looked at him with curiousity in her eyes.

glaring daggers at his friend he kissed her forehead “dont listen to her babe, she’s just being dramatic”.

“billy told us his plan to murder the ghostface”. stu joined in , leaning forward with a shit eating smile on his face. “go on billy, tell y/n what you’re going to do”.

y/n looked skeptical. “my billy ? kill someone? i’m not sure about that”.

he held her a little tighter, so happy to have her in his life. she would advocate for him no matter what. for a moment he almost felt guilty for committing the atrocities he already had. almost

“and that’s why i love ya. you’re the sweetest girlfriend a guy could ask for”. billy peppered her face in kisses as she giggled.

tatum was at full attention now. stu couldn’t take his eyes off the scene he thought was not meant for human eyes while sydney was just in awe

once he realized they were staring he halted his movement, glaring at the three people beside him. “is there a problem”?

“nope”

“no, no problem at all”.

#request #lightningax3 #slasher request #slasher x reader #slasher x you #scream 1996 #scream #billy loomis x female reader #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis x reader #fluffy ficlet #blurb #esha writes

[will80sbyers]

people breaking down over het!henry or saying the spoilers aren't clear enough about pattyhenry being romantic 😂

I've not been seeing these posts tbh probably because I'm blocked but from what I know it's pretty obvious they are written as a love story

I thought people would be happy that they want to (apparently! I'm still praying for @therainscene awesome theory about Henry being the Mindflayer and possessing himself) completely redeem Henry?

I don't like it after everything they made him do in canon, if it's the alien doing everything it's all pretty pointless and not even that scary at the end of the day, because they remove the human components for just an inherently evil alien instead of a man that's expericing human conditions and being brought to violence by traumatic experiences...

I was enjoying him being as fucked up as he was and leaning into the bad side because of his own choice, being the stalker and predator of the show that would have get back his karma next season...

now unless they go with the other theory they will probably try to redeem him using Patty and it will be just depressing instead of satisfying...

Why would I be happy for the characters if at the end of the day they win against a random alien that has no real connections with them all and it's just evil because ???? 💀

Henry just becomes a tragic character but they didn't even make me like him before doing all of this because what they showed to me in canon was just his manipulative side... At least with Anakin I care about him as a character because I get to know him as a child, they here decided he just gets possessed as a 7 year old and don't even make us see him be redeemable except from a damn play that only 3 people can watch...?????? It's annoying

If the alien was neutral and removed from humanity completely because he was a freaking alien that would have made so much more sense and it could have opened the possibility of Will and this powerful being collaborating against Vecna which could have been epic next season... There could have been a contrast with Will and El choosing love against Vecna losing himself in anger and pain

Idk for me there are so many things we can criticize about this play but him being straight seems the less important lol

maybe they are so cute in the play that they could have made me enjoy even this writing choice that I don't like... Emphasis on the maybe lol

also he could still be bi if they want him to be? 😂

Oh another thing, it pisses me off that they have called him a psychopath multiple times now because if he's actually really possessed you can't call him that... So unless they follow that theory of the Mindflayer being Henry I call bullshit on the whole thing 👽👽👽👽👽

#henry creel #vecna #stranger things #st the first shadow #tfs spoilers #ask #will byers #patty newby #henry x patty #hentty

[nosleep83]

ROTTMNT SEASON 3 IDEAS!!!!!

(These are really messy cause I mostly just copy and pasted from my notes haha)

First of all, the main antagonist.

I think that the main antagonist for season 3 should definitely be the sister Kraang (I’ll be referring to her as Kraang 3 or just Three). Remember, she’s still alive. She’s only being contained. And considering how it only took 3 Kraangs to nearly take over all of New York, I think Three would be able to escape from any earthly containment. She also just has amazing potential to be a main villain. She’s definitely the most psychotic out of the 3 Krangs (Hell, the first thing she wanted to do when she was freed from the prison dimension was kill something) and loves to see people suffer. I could bring up many other times she’s acted like a psychopath but I don’t have time for that lol.

As for her motive, she didn’t seem hellbent on conquering Earth like her brother, she mainly just liked to cause pain. And with her brothers gone I don’t think she’d make it a priority to conquer Earth, at least not quite yet. I think all she wants is revenge. She’d want to torment anyone and everyone who messed up their invasion. And we all know who ruined the invasion…

Another thing is just how horrifying it would be for everyone to know Three is out there and wants revenge. They’ve all already been VERY traumatized by the Kraang and the invasion, and to have to go up against one AGAIN when they thought everything was okay and that they’d gotten rid of the Kraang for good would be insanely traumatizing. Basically I just want more trauma lmao.

I think it would be interesting if Three started becoming more present gradually throughout the season. Sort of like in Thanks To Them, how the entire time there was a build up toward Belos possessing Hunter at the end of the episode. I think it would be interesting if, as the episodes progressed, there would be more hints that Three is back. Maybe an episode about half way through the season it would finally be revealed to the turtles somehow (maybe they find her or it’s on a news report or smth idk)

Anyways moving on from the antagonist I want to see how everyone is doing after the invasion and how they’re each individually dealing with it. I want to see how Casey Jr is doing adapting to a normal life with the younger versions of his family and grieving the ones he knew. I want to see how Raph is handling being possessed and the guilt he more than likely has from hurting his family and helping the Kraang. I want to see how Leo is dealing with the trauma of being in the prison dimension and nearly (accidentally) causing an apocalypse. Obviously, I want to see how Mikey and Donnie are doing after the invasion as well, it would feel wrong if their trauma from the event was ignored, but I just can’t think of anything for them right now. My brain is tired haha.

The turtles’ issues and trauma, even from before the movie, just need to be addressed more. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like the writers did a bad job with their struggles. They did great, I just think more time was needed to talk about their issues more in depth. Another thing is that some of the turtles’ issues are talked about more than others. For example, we needed more time to see how Mikey feels like his brothers need to protect him because he’s the youngest and such. This part can mainly be summed up to me thinking we needed more time with each turtle.

Also I just want more of the side characters, man. Characters like Sunita needed much more episodes. I already enjoy the side characters, I just think getting to know them more would make me enjoy them more yk.

WE NEED MORE CASSANDRA. PLEASE. We didn’t get to see much at all of Cass being a good guy, and I’d just really like to see it. I would also LOVE to see her and Casey Jr interact and see what kind of dynamic they’d have.

Splinter’s neglect needs to be addressed more and he really needs to work on it more. I already now that throughout the series he gets better, but he still has so much making up to do. I want to see the turtles be really upset with him. To be hurt by the lack of attention he gave them. Raph in particular was arguably affected the worst by Splinter’s neglect (since he’s the oldest) and I’d love to see Raph talk to him about that.

Now, the most important part. WE NEED USAGI. We need rottmnt Leosagi I’m dying on this hill. Now that might just be me hoping since when it comes to gay relationships Nickelodeon usually doesn’t go farther than gay parents but hey, if The Owl House could do it, I’m sure if Rottmnt really tried they could too.

Anyways that’s all lmao thanks for reading all of this :] feel free to tell me your thoughts about it!

#I didn’t mean for it to be this long oops #idk how to tag this i already said a bunch of stuff #rottmnt #save rottmnt #tmnt

[blindmagdalena]

Okay,look I get it,Homelander is supposed to be a horrifying psychopath and not at all a good person but his character just makes me sad?Maybe I'm crazy and yeah I know the boys is meant to be a cynical look at heroes and how expecting people with ridiculous powers and fame could be in any way good is just naive and foolish,but personally I would like to believe that human kindness and our spiteful determation is the reason why we are surviving in the first place 1/?

2/? Obviously Homelander isn't meant to be looked at with sympathy but my thing is, he is a product of the damn organization in the first place,instead of you know teaching basic human empathy,they taught him basically that looking good is how he gets love and admiration,they didn't teach him that because he is the strongest he can help and save and protect others weaker no instead that's the condition to get any kind of love to him and no person can take that for long and idk I'm just sad over it 3/? The man genuinely doesn't have any kind of inter personal relationship and these fuckers didn't teach him shit other than how to act,had there been like one person with ounce of humanity working there when John was a kid that like got him out of there or shown basic human kindness,we would have a different man now,like Idk Homelander strikes me as a person that if you happen to kidnap him as long as you treat him to things like Mac n cheese he would probably enjoy it? 4/4How bad is this society that John probably would have benefited from some rando with basic humanity just snatching him away?Fuck this company,but anyway I find it interesting that people want a perfect superhero in Homelander and then get surprised over his psychotic meltdowns for a simple reason,humans aren't perfect,what they want isn't a human, it's something else and when that something else doesn't see value in their human lives they are horrified? Should have made him care for you Vought.

I don't know that we're not meant to look at Homelander with sympathy. Homelander as a character is nuanced, and is dimensional enough to be worthy of both critique and sympathy. Scenes like his torturous childhood, the blue blanket, the mirror scene, and even his milk fixation all demonstrate really... tragic aspects of the whole. a tragic backstory is motive, and as some dude once said, "Cool motive, still murder!" we can sympathize without excusing. imo, the show actually does a pretty good job at showing us that Vought and people like Vogelbaum are wholly to blame for the man that John became. another element to consider is that Vought wasn't trying to make a good person. they were trying to make a good product. It wasn't until Vogelbaum saw how unhinged John was that he realized he had made a mistake. you know who they WERE trying to make a good person? Ryan. Ryan is where we see exactly who John could have been. we don't even need to speculate, because the narrative is screaming at us this!! here!! look!! love is foundational to humanity!!! and to your point about kindness and the human condition, I don't think the show is QUITE so cynical. the fact that Homelander craves love and acceptance as deeply as he does, even with that other self of himself desperately trying to choke it out of him, even with everything that was done to him and withheld from him, is a testament to the strength of his humanity. you're right, Homelander is deeply flawed, deeply human, and he HATES it. villains aren't born, they're made, and that's exactly what Vought did. I think the fact you feel as badly as you do for Homelander is an excellent example of your own personal kindness and empathy. I think that on some level, we ARE meant to feel badly for Homelander. but it doesn't change the fact that his deeds are spreading the harm that was done to him, and that he needs to be cuddled to my bosom stopped.

#long post #homelander meta #ask and you shall receive #darling anon #i woulda kidnapped him too anon #my heart SHATTERS every time i am subjected do scenes from diabolical 8 or any flashbacks to the lab #give me that boy i would have raised him right!!!!!

[mikavlcs]

Hello darling!

Honestly confessing your feelings/not knowing how to do it if at all is such an uncomfortable situation and so painful sometimes. Wednesday could torture me and I'd prefer it to confessing. (Please abduct me Wednesday)

Wednesday not threatening you as much as others equals her practically saying "I like you, we are friends".

Lol I love that Wednesdays first thought to everything is murder. Lowkey same, people cam be so annoying 🙄

Oooh R isn't scared by Wednesday and even kinda enjoys torture facts. Two psychopaths have found each other!

A poem is a genius idea to confess to Wednesday. She's a great writer so if she doesn't appreciate it, nothing will ever impress her.

"After the 27th trashed page" are we talking about R here or was that you trying to come up with the poem? 😜

OMG A PUPPY!!! WE GOT A GOLDIE PUPPY!!! This is the best story ever! Well after the Thing pranks of course. But a puppy!

Yess we dognapped the puppy. That's exactly what I would do. Well done R! Wednesday will be thrilled 😂

Yoko, I love you girlie but let R take the puppy home in peace.

"I'm pregnant" BITCH WTF?? THATS THE BEST YOU COULD COME UP WITH?? Holy shit that was funny and just so stupid. At first I was gasping at my phone and then laughing. I love slightly dumb characters.

A beautiful and poetic name. Let's hear it! ...Choklit. I... I'm speechless. If R thinks THAT is poetic and beautiful then maybe writing poems isn't the correct thing to do...

Who the hell is Edgar?? Poe poe poe... (Eurovision Song Contest reference. My impulse control is also non existed. Sorry to all Americans who don't get this amazing reference)

WEEMS THANK YOU TALL SEXY LADY

Personal failure as a poet. How come when you come up with such poetic names like Choklit??

OH NO CHOKLIT IS GONNA RUN INTO WEDNESDAY WITH THAT POEM ISNT HE

Lol more exercise. I feel called out again... My small dog can outrun me too.

Ha, I knew it! LOL The werewolf line!! That was savage and utterly hilarious!!! Even Wednesday thinks so.

Choklit is the best wingman ever!

...a few lines above I said I like a slightly dumb character. That's me. Hi. I didn't understand a word Wednesday was saying about the poem. Wtf is a masculine or feminine rhyme?? I really know nothing about poetry...

Wednesday said yes!!! The poem was a success 🙌

For Wednesday I would also use the hell out of Google to impress her. Well done!!

hello!

i have no experience confessing to a crush but that shit seems so stressful 😭😭 (“please abduct me wednesday” is killing me btw) but a poem seems like a terrible way to do it idk. maybe that’s just cause i can’t write one well LMAO. and yes!!! a goldie! one of the three breeds i know of<3

the way “i’m pregnant” was just the first thing i thought of while writing SJSHSJ. i meant to change it but i guess it’s a good thing i didn’t 🙏 and yeah choklit is….a name!!! lol. the eurovision song reference was everything btw. that song was a Bop.

pls i had to read so many article and explanations about all those poetry terms (besides alliteration) because my stupid ass was just not comprehending it…poetry is so much more complex than i thought it was, respect to the poetry girlies bc i’m never touching this stuff again 😭🤚

thank you for reading‼️ your reactions are everything<333

#clexa is forever #now the poe poe poe song is stuck in my head…

[dollopheadsandclotpoles]

i saw your answer post and sameeee herreeee i stopped watching so many thai bls bc i got so bored and i needed something with more of a plot and not so bland lately okay but here is the real question what are you watching lately too i need a great recommendtation from you!!

Ahhh I'm so glad you agree!! I felt like most people didn't seem to find the storylines repetitive like I did, but honestly I was just getting so damn bored seeing the same "plot twists" over and over again haha.

I've honestly been playing a lot of video games lately because they have such unique storylines that I'm really enjoying, but I've been watching some great Korean series too. Currently I'm watching Again My Life because I love the main actor. The premise is very interesting, but the show is not as good as some of the others I've seen. Idk if you've watched any Korean series, but their crime shit is really top notch. But even their other stuff is so unique! If you'd like some recs, I'd recommend:

Flower of Evil: This is a show about a guy who is living a double life who married a detective who begins investigating a case which involves HIM. It's got romance! It's got drama! It's got the cutest father-daughter relationship this side of the pond!

Move to Heaven: This show is a drama with comedy elements about a boy with Autism whose dad dies and so his uncle who used to be in prison moves in to take care of him. It is SO good, and it makes you weep like a little bitch (or maybe that's just me)

Two Weeks: This is a show about a low level gangster who discovers he has a daughter who has cancer and he is a blood type match with her. She has to isolate for two weeks after which he will do an operation to transfer some of his blood marrow to her. However, he gets framed by his gangster boss for a crime he didn't commit and he has to be on the run for two weeks until he can go for the operation. I am also a sucker for the father-daughter relationship in this show (the guy who plays the dad is the same one in Flower of Evil and Again My Life so I'm biased ig cause I love him but he's legit so good), but honestly every single relationship is heart warming as fuck.

Psychopath Diary: This is a comedy crime drama where this guy basically get amnesia and thinks he's this famous serial killer. The concept is insane but they make it work and I love the main character, he's so stupid and so cute and I've claimed him for the aroaces

Signal: This is an older show so you might have seen it/heard of it? It's a show about a detective who finds a walkie talkie that allows him to talk to another detective in the past. It's so good. It's a little slow getting into but man is it exciting and moving and all three main characters are just the most loveable

Memories of the Alhambra: What would you do if your video games started taking over your life? That's the basic concept. Now imagine if YOU were like... a hot dude with dimples and a sword. A+ what more could you need from a show hgkjhfg

In terms of non-asian dramas, I watched Arcane which I just loved. It's an animated sci-fi/fantasy series and gosh, is it good. Highly recommend!

#if you want anything in particular hmu #I didn't know if you've seen kdramas or not and those are the ones I've been mostly into lately so I recced those #but if you want any specific recs like lemma know!! #my show recs #psychopath diary #flower of evil #again my life #memories of the alhambra #two weeks #signal #move to heaven #lee joon gi #arcane #anonymous #ask

[retvenkos]

oliveee just wanted to check in - it's been so long!

how are u doing? how's the winter break?

cam!!!!!!! hello! i've been okay (lol, i announced coming back from my hiatus and then just,,,, didn't for like two weeks, i'm a mess asdfghjhgfd) and i had a pretty good winter break! i went to hang out with my cousin and i had a lot of fun! other than that i cooked and baked a lot - i got a crock pot for christmas and am a Changed Woman. the ease of the crock pot,,,,,, not to sound like a middle aged woman but ohmygod,,,,,,,, i have been forever changed.

i also (!!!!!!) caught up on a lot of webtoons during my break, and since you're my webtoon mutual, i feel as though i must tell you about all of them:

red hood: outlaws is fun, but honestly, i'd probably like it more as a binge read, i don't feel like there's enough plot and engaging cliff hangers for me to get Really Into It.

seven years later is!!!!!! so interesting!!!!!!!!!! i definitely recommend reading it - while it's not the flashiest it has an engaging premise that delivers as it should <3

marry my husband is actually one of my unexpected favorites!!!! idk what it is about this plot line but i am hooked, line, and sinker and can't wait for the slowburn romance <3

i'm the queen in this life is SO!!!!! BALLER!!!!!!! this plot line is going so hard and for what??? for me to go feral over it??? while i'm not In Love with any of the characters, the plot is so engaging that i can't wait to see what happens next.

twilight poem is actually a really interesting read - the art is magnificent and the plot is engaging and while i want to scream at 89% of the characters a solid 96% of the time, i am really enjoying my time here.

there must be happy endings was one that i originally read because i just wanted an absolute 180 from what i had been reading at the time (lookism, asdfghjhgfd) but it's actually grown on me quite a lot <3

dark moon: the blood altar is actually one i have to catch up on (listen, i'm only like,,,, 5 episodes behind, this isn't a lookism asdghjhgfd) and for what it is, i'm enjoying it. i really just think the art is soooo endearing and i am a sucker for ensemble casts.

threads of love is another good one! i'm not exactly rooting for any of the relationships going on (JUSTICE FOR THE GYM TEACHER THO), but i like the whole ~past lives~ plot line, and i just want to know more about the prophetic dreams asdfghjhgfd.

harmonia is a webtoon i just started (and by that i mean i'm literally on episode 6 of 31 asdfghjhgfds) BUT!!!!!! I AM SO INTERESTED IN THIS SERIES WOW I WANT TO DEVOUR IT WHOLE. perhaps give it like 2 or 3 episodes to pick up (or maybe 6 asdfghhgfd idk your taste) but!!!!! i think this one will deliver.

i'm dating a psychopath is another interesting read that is so engaging, but idk who to trust and who to root for, i am simply here for the ride, waiting to become psychologically thrilled and eventually damaged beyond repair asdfghgfd.

and then how can i forget lookism!!!!!!!! i am not,,,,,, how do you say,,,,,, caught up (cries in episode 290 of 421) but i would absolutely DIE for this webtoon, bestie wAHT is happening, in the most affectionate and messy way <3 absolutely reeling from this.

true beauty. yes, i am keeping up with it still. listen,,,,, i have sunk too much of my life into now to ignore the spin off material. but JUSTICE FOR HAN SEOJUN WHO HAS AND ALWAYS WILL DESERVE MORE, HOW DARE THEY DISRESPECT MY BOY SO CONSISTENTLY

oh, also, i'm reading these too, i just don't have the energy to talk about them right now:

dark moon: the grey city

see you in my 19th life

so i married the anti-fan

brass & sass

lore olympus

batman: wayne family adventures

eaternal nocturnal (COME BACK FROM THE WAR PLEASE THE SEROTONIN IS RUNNING LOW)

freaking romance

maybe meant to be

reunion

here there be dragons

anyway, how are yoU??????? i hope you've been well and that you've been drinking lots of water in my absence. have you don't anything fun recently? looking forward to anything special?

#asks #mutuals #i don't remember what your mutual tag was give me 14 business days to update this under the right tag asdfghjhgfd

[darkdevasofdestruction]

A Thousand Year Love ~ Ryomen Sukuna x Kitsune!Reader

Okay, I wrote the Reader's name as "Kitsune", but that's mostly because I envisioned a nine tailed fox without an actual name, that everyone would just call her "Fox" as if she wasn't anyone worth naming, despite her rank.

This is a little fic which explored Sukuna's supposed backstory, 1000 years prior to he action of Jujutsu Kaisen - Idk if it's accurate, I didn't yet read the manga, I still have 6 more episodes from the anime, but I had this idea and I couldn't stop myself from writing about it.

Most of it builds up the bond that very slowly grows between Sukuna and Kitsune, then snaps during a scene somewhere around episode 4 of the anime, when Sukuna takes over Yuji's body, and Yuji can't switch for a while, but with enough altercations that it's not exactly the same as in the said episode.

Hope you enjoy this <3

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"What are we doing here...?" Kitsune asked her parents in a voice that was barely audible as she looked left and right at the huge estate's gardens.

Estate? Rather said, palace, since this place was grandiose - Most likely, even more so than the Emperor's own Palace, the girl thought to herself. Everywhere she looked, cherry, plum and pear trees were in blossom, even though it wasn't their time. Statues and little shrines, along with various small pools with flowers, lanterns and lotuses were scattered as much as her vision would allow her to see. Looking up at the estate, she realised just how small she was in comparison to the intimidating and imposing energies radiating all over the place.

"You are going to meet someone very important, dear." her mother spoke, yet her voice wasn't as gentle as usual, rather, it sounded stiff, on the edge...Almost afraid, maybe? It was foreign for young Kitsune, as she has been confined in her little palace her whole life under the pretext of keeping her safe. But it did exactly the opposite, she believed, considering she itched to explore and go on adventures with each second passing. "Who is it?" she asked as soon as they stepped inside the palace...But it was so dark, save for the red, malicious light from the lanterns and candles lit in just the perfect places so it would guide them to the room they had to go to. "...You will find out soon." her father snapped at her, and she could only frown, her fluffy ears flicking as her tails wrapped protectively around herself. She knew something was wrong, and she had half a mind to believe she was brought there as a sacrifice for some War Deity that would allegedly save them from this era of war...Or something along the lines.

After a longer walk than expected, they found themselves in front of two large, red doors, and without any kind of reticence, Kitsune effortlessly slammed the doors open and saw a dimly lit room with a few stairs and a throne where a man with short, kinda spiky pink hair, garbed in a loose, white kimono was smugly sprawled over that royally embellished chair, while tons of gorgeous women dressed in the most luxurious kimonos, their hair done up with intricate headpieces and flowers that would put any living being to shame...

But what is this about? Kitsune was more confused than anything, and she could only step inside the room, slowly and carefully, before turning to look at her parents, who had a pitiful look in their eyes.

"What is going on?" Kitsune demanded an answer, her voice agitated, her body ready to go into a fight or flight mode, her eyes darting rapidly between her parents and the man on the throne whose name she wasn't interested in finding out. "Well, darling...You see...You had to find you a husband. You are old enough to be married, and you can't stay with us forever. You need to have a family and children. You are the princess of the Fox clan, there is nobody more beautiful than you -..." her mother tried to reason, but the young girl wasn't stupid. She understood what was going on. "No. No. If you want to speak - Then speak the truth. Don't lie to me. This guy is strong, isn't he? Some kind of demonic thing that everyone is afraid off. You are giving me away to this guy...To be his...Thousandth concubine in his harem or something, just because you're too weak to take care of our kin. That's the truth, isn't it? Go on, admit it. Stop trying to sugar coat the situation." her nine tails opened from around her in a large, undulating fan, making her aggression obvious, as fire began to immolate the tips of her fur. "SHUT UP, IMPERTINENT, UNRULY CHILD!" her mother slapped her face, not wanting their benefactor to hear his future concubine speaking so foul of him. "You are a woman, and the princess, nonetheless, and your role is to continue our kin and obey your family and husband. Do not speak unless you are allowed to!" but before her mother could grab her face, Kitsune's tail slapped her hand away, and she stepped back. "I am nobody's toy. I will not obey anyone's orders. Not yours, and not his. I will not be just another concubine for some disgusting, good for nothing lecher with no redeeming quality." the girl snarled at them, ready to make her escape out of there, if needed. "If your sister was alive, she would have sacrificed herself for the greater good of this family! You are nothing more than a selfish brat!" it was her father's time to accuse her, which made her ears perk up, while her tails completely deflated. "Yes, of course, how could I forget. It was me who should have died, not my perfect elder sister. Sorry, but you should curse the Gods, not me for that. But, since it seems that my life is meaningless to you, then I will make you a favour! I will end it myself! I'm sure you'll be happy without me, won't you? Ahh...But how will you save our war-ridden? Too bad I won't be alive to witness your demise, huh?" with a dark chuckle, Kitsune's hand went inside her kimono, taking the small kodachi sword and unsheathing it, hearing only the gasps and shrieks of fright from the harem girls. Kitsune could only guess that these girls were all high-born and unfamiliar to the horrible things happening outside of these walls. "What the hell are you doing, you idiotic child?! Cease this madness at once!" her mother shrieked at her, lounging towards her, trying to stop herself from impaling that blade through her body, and yet...

The second the girl launched her hand down to stab herself...She got stopped. The whole place became instantly silent, save for the sound of a blade bouncing down as it fell on the wooden floor. "Enough." a dark, annoyed voice resounded through the place as Kitsune's wrists were grasped by the man's...Front hands? While her body was immobilized in an embrace by his other two arms. "I was promised a beautiful princess as a concubine, and you failed to do as you promised. Leave, before I get bored and kill you." he threatened the two adult fox people who scurried away in a hurry, leaving behind their only daughter without a second thought. "You, however...Will remain here." he chuckled in her ear, but Kitsune wasn't one to be messed with. Her answer came in the form of lighting up her tails on fire an wrapping them around the man, who hissed and unhanded her, allowing her enough time to go into a corner and get in a fleeing stance. "Why did you stop me? I have no intention of being one of your whores. You should have let me end it right there." she scoffed at the man, who dismissed the bottom pair of arms and laughed. It was almost a psychopathic laugh, she thought, and it made the hair on the back of her neck stand up - Unsure if it was from fright or disgust. "You amuse me, little vixen. Very much, you amuse me. Having a little fox wag her tails around this place, all fired up, would give some sense of fun, wouldn't you say?" his voice was grating her, and she only wanted to sock him in the jaw. "Keep on dreaming. I'm not your toy, and I'm not here for anyone's entertainment. You have enough girls in this place to amuse you. I'll be going now, and even if you chain me, you can't stop me from achieving my freedom." Kitsune growled at him, slamming open the sliding door that would lead into the balcony, from where she could jump the hell away from there. "You proved you value your life even less than your parents do, so chaining you would do nothing. I have never seen a woman as fiery as you. All the ones I have are the same. Meek, soft...Afraid. Boring. They all like the same things, and hate the same things." he groaned pitifully, evidently bored out of his mind. "They hate you, don't they? You want women, but you don't bother treating them right. Can you get even more typically terrible? Pitiful and disgusting, that's what you are. You just want to break people for your entertainment. You are nothing more than a selfish megalomaniac. No wonder you are in need of entertaining, you are thoroughly boring." Kitsune's degrading words, however, didn't seem to phase the man at all - In fact - It made him laugh. Never, in this life, has he heard anything this degrading before - Everyone tried their best to appeal to his benevolent and merciful side - To at least spare their lives. He was stronger than anyone alive, so nobody dared speak up in front of him. It was obvious she had no idea who he was - All the better - He thought. "Ryomen Sukuna, missy, but you can call me your Emperor." that confident laugh was enough to drive Kitsune up the wall with anger as she stomped to his side and actually punched his jaw. It was annoying - The height difference - As he towered over her entirely, but at least she managed to reach where needed, little miss firecracker. "Piss off." the fox girl growled in anger at him...And yet...He only...Laughed. And he cupped her face, getting his own so close to hers that they could feel each other's breaths. "You. Are. Mine." his grin was so wide and sociopathic that he might as well have had his face split in two. "I will never be yours. I will never be anyone's. I'm not an object. I will not obey anyone. The second you leave me out of your sight, I will flee, and you will never see me again. And if I can't, I will find a way to kill myself. I have nothing to live for, but everything to die for." Kitsune bared her elongated canines at him, and gosh, was she enticing. "And if I get rid of the harem?" he asked, not bothering with everything she talked before. "You'll be a heartless jerk who'll destroy

the lives of so many women." she refuted just as quickly. "And if I don't fuck anyone but you?" he threw that, wanting to fluster her, but the fire in her eyes only ignited even higher. "As usual, you can only think with the wrong head, can't you? There's nothing to you but your stupid little prick. How pathetic. And you call yourself a man. Go die in the war or something." she grabbed him by the loose neck line of his kimono, only to hear him laughing condescendingly. "But darling, that just couldn't possibly happen. I am simply too strong to get killed. Everybody fears my power, why else do you think your parents were so willing to give you away? They were weak, just like you said, and every weakling needs the help of Ryomen Sukuna, Japan's own God of War." this statement made the girl's gorgeous eyes widen in shock...Only to start laughing, almost hysterically. "Oh, bow down to the self proclaimed God of War! Can you believe that! Your majesty, tone down your arrogance, it's gonna get yourself killed! I knew it, you're absolutely useless! All you can do is bark, no bite, little puppy! The only thing intimidating about you is your height, other than that, you are just a generic man who thinks he's all to powerful. How ridiculous." the fox girl couldn't stop her degrading laughing, which confused the man for a while, only to smirk and pick her up bridal style, carrying her out of that room, not letting her get out of his grasp, no matter how much she tried to wiggle or burn him. "I won't let you go until you acknowledge my infinite strength, cute, little fox. But don't think that just because I favour you, I will let you get away with all the shit you called me." his voice sounded darker, more ominously, but it didn't seem to intimidate the girl. "Not in a million years. Not even in your sweetest dreams. You're pathetic and I'll never acknowledge you as anything else but a disgusting, lecherous pig!" she yelled at his face, to which he responded by letting her roughly fall on a soft futon, then crouching by her side and gripping her face just as her mother did before. "Say that again when you'll end up screaming my name as if your life depends on it." he laughed at her before leaving her new room, which she won't leave for a while.

This annoying girl, Sukuna was intrigued by her, but at the same time, he was very tempted into strangling her or snapping her neck - Despite all that fire she lets out, he was curious if she'd end up groveling in self-pity, begging him for mercy, going back on her previous misguided and foolish courage. Wasn't it bad enough that she had no idea who HE was? He also had to endure such disrespect - And even worse - Enjoy it? That little fox bitch was ready to commit seppuku in front of everyone just to prove a point, what the hell else could be more entertaining? All the women he's had were given away by their families as tributes, and none said a word. He was a jerk to them, he fucked them, he mistreated them - Sukuna didn't give a fuck about any woman, man, child, animal...Or any living being in the world, except for himself. All were beneath him - Unworthy, weak, frail -...

And yet, they still lie to his face, trembling as they say all the fake, sweet nothings - "I love you, My Lord" the women would say, their voice shaky, jumping in fright as he'd touch them. He was a rough man, he never knew gentleness, nor mercy, no love - Through all the words spewed by the firey woman, the part where she declared he had no idea how to treat women properly - Yes, it was true, but did he care? Of course not.

Humans were all puppets with whom he could play as much as he wanted - All instruments for his entertaining in this terribly boring world, he would manipulate everyone like dolls on his strings, and when they've exhausted their means of entertaining him, the string will be cut, and the puppets will fall in an abyss of infernal fire.

For the first two weeks, Sukuna and Kitsune were literally acting like a cat chasing a mouse - And each time, the cat would surprise the mouse just as she was about to survive - He was giving her hope of success, only to pick her up by one of her many tails, or embrace her from behind, pick her up, trip her, show up from behind a tree, play with her hair as he came up from a tree behind her, and sometimes, even going as far as to mock her by pointing her the way out of the place.

But very soon, she gave up, and decided to starve herself to death by not leaving her assigned room, ignoring him entirely whenever she'd get visited by him - But that ended in the worst way possible - With her fainting and unable to wake up, and Sukuna freaking out because he didn't want his little toy to die before she got boring.

He laid next to her on the futon, holding her in his eyes, brushing her hair out of her face, playing with her vivid red hair - She truly looked like a fox in Sukuna's eyes, and he almost felt his heart warm up as he felt up the soft fur on her tails, waiting for his cursed energy to heal her up. After some time, he noticed the little red ball of fur getting smaller and smaller as she cuddled into his chest, resembling a defenseless kit searching for warmth, love and safety from its mother. She was so much smaller than him - So frail, so thin, so soft...So cute? - What was it that he was feeling? Calmness? Protectiveness?

He was furious at her for neglecting her health just so she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of toying with her - But that was also endearing, in its own, messed up way? She would go to such dramatic extremes to prove him wrong...It seemed that no matter what she did, it would still make him enjoy her company.

Whenever he'd fuck one of his harem girls, he wouldn't stay over, not even for a kiss - Hell, he didn't even know most of their names - Why should he? They were all the same to him - But he felt such a strong sense of protectiveness over he - He didn't want to strangle her to death anymore - Maybe just a bit of fun, some teasing, some startling - His hand around her supple neck as she looks up at him with her sparkling eyes, calling out his name - Sukuna, Sukuna - Pleading softly, but desperately to him for her sweet release - Sukuna, Sukuna - And he will be merciful, for once, and give her what she wants.

Just as he was caught in his own, sick fantasy, he felt the girl move and grumble, turning on her back, her small hands flying to rub her eyes awake - And he rolled over her, a playful, teasing smirk on his face as he waited for her to realise the position they were in - And yet, she was still out of it, for her eyes were half-lidded and gleaming, she was still weak from her lack of self-care, and she could only look up at him, dazed..."Sukuna...?" she mumbled in a whispery tone - What is she doing to him?! How dare she entice him so much? He wasn't supposed to be attracted to her in any way, so why...?!

"Relax, sweet-cheeks. I'm here." he spoke in a low voice, not wanting to alert her...Wait, what - "...Thanks." muttering that, she let out a soft sigh as she closed her eyes again, the corners of her mouth slightly turned upright as she allowed herself to fall back asleep and rest, not caring too much that she felt a slight pressure on both of her hands, in the form of the demon man pressing his own hands to hers, intertwining their fingers together as he towered over her, watching her chest rise and fall rhythmically as she breathed, her kissable, pink lips just a tiny bit parted. He couldn't stop himself - She was too irresistible, and he was much too insatiable - And he leaned down, pressing his own lips over hers - Gently - Very gently in fact, almost as if afraid of breaking a porcelain doll, as if afraid to crush a snowdrop he just picked from a glade, one just just barely managed to get out from under the remaining, melting snow of early spring. "You'll be the death of me, cutie." he found himself saying as he licked his lips, taking in the sweetness of the kiss.

Since then on, despite not being exactly friendly with the man, the fox girl didn't hate him that much anymore. It even got well enough for them to eat in the same room, or play shogi - The girl beating him at it more often than not, which left mixed feelings in his heart - And then he showed her the musical instruments that the concubines would sometimes use whenever he'd want a banquet and more sinful indulgences. He didn't ask her to play for him, though. He realised that the more he tried to push the girl, the less likely she'll actually do anything he wants.

Even more, the more time they spent together, the more his concubines would get neglected - So much that he was completely drawn to this fox girl and all the other women were completely wiped from his head. - And he started gifting her a bunch of beautiful kimonos, only to find them in front of his room's door, rejected. She didn't want anything from him, nor did she want his favour, so she continued wearing her simple clothes.

Until...

Until one night - It was a special night, really - For the moon was full, and big, and gleaming with such a beautiful silver light that neither of them saw in the many years they've been alive. And Kitsune dressed in one of her festival yukatas and went to the lotus pond, surrounded by a few wisteria trees, as the mirror of the water reflected the celestial orb like sparkling zircons. The fox gingerly jumped in the middle of the sheen, walking on it like a spirit, only her feminine silhouette being seen, as her long hair was gently blown by the warm spring wind and her tails were dancing around her in perfect sync. As her feet moved to the sound of the melody she played on a vertical flute she was given by the owner of the place, Sukuna found himself unable to move from his place on the palace balcony, his sight fixated on the woman's form as she alternated playing the instrument and dancing with ribbon-fans.

Her moves were fluid and mystifying like those of a priestess leading a will'o'wisp to rest into kakuriyo, the land of the dead - what was he supposed to do now? He was confused and mesmerised. He's seen his fair share of beautiful women playing instruments and dancing for him - Hundreds of them, in fact - But none could match the effect this nine tailed fox girl had on him.

This continued days on end, but he never admitted to her that he was stalking her every night, nor that he was completely enchanted and under her spell, at the point of no return.

"I'm going to war tomorrow." he told her one evening as he poured himself some sake. "...Good for you. Finally, more entertaining for the most powerful man on Earth...Or something. Bring me a souvenir when you return, I guess." the girl merely shrugged her shoulders as she took the tea pot and poured herself some tea, not bothering with any reaction. "You're not worried for me, are you? What if I die tomorrow? Will you weep for me?" he leaned forward, taking her chin between his fingers. " 'Course not. You're the one who keeps boasting about how you're the most powerful man on Earth and The God of War or something. Besides - If you die, I will just steal all your money and get the hell out of this place, so I can finally see the world through my very eyes, not through inked letters on paper. I want to be free and fly. Life here is boring. I've had enough years of being home stuck, don't you think?" she snapped at him as she snatched the now empty sake up and poured herself some alcohol. "And what if I promise to take you out to see the world when I return?" he smirked at her, watching her ears perk up a bit at the proposition. "...I don't believe you." she looked away before she could reveal any real emotion in her eyes. "I promise. But you also have to promise to relax around me. You're always on the edge, even if you've been here for a whole year. I saw you play in the winter, jump to collect autumn leaves taken by the wind, pick up fruit after climbing up the trees, and make flower crowns in spring. I saw you get buried completely in snow, only one of your tails being seen, I saw you make fruit wine in autumn, send paper lanterns into the sky and bathe in the lotus ponds. We're not strangers anymore, and I've never hurt you even once. So, do we have a deal?" his hunter-like eyes carefully watched her every reaction, noticing how her bottom lip quivered ever so slightly, before biting into it softly - She was nervous, that much was obvious - And Sukuna was now a pro at reading her behaviour. "...I'll try. But if you go back on your promise...I promise you, you won't wake up the next morning." she scoffed, threatening him, but it only ended up making him laugh. "The little kitten has claws, how adorable. That's fair, I'll let you have that." the man chuckled at her, petting her hair just between her ears, making her close her eyes and blush just a tiny bit. He was finally able to reach her - Not by much, but even this much was enough for him...For now.

For a whole month, Kitsune was all alone in the palace - Or so she felt, despite the numerous harem girls and the servants - All who had to obey her every order - But she refused any of that. If she wanted to eat, she would make food for herself. If she wanted to drink, she'd get some herself. If she wanted to bathe, she would prepare the bath herself - Just as she's always done. However, all this time, she was never in need of company. She couldn't handle people, nor their fakeness and many other useless emotions that would only make them vulnerable and susceptible of being used and taken for granted.

She's been through that numerous times while living with her family, and she wasn't about to let that happen again.

Thankfully, Kitsune never felt lonely, nor bored - However, she realised that she actually enjoyed Sukuna's annoying presence, and somehow, she found herself awaiting his coming back sooner.

"Master came back, vacation's over. Take care, everyone...I heard he's been injured. Can you believe it? Never thought demons can bleed." the many rumours circulated around the palace, but the fox girl only snapped at the gossipers, glaring at them to shut up. But she didn't go to greet him, like everyone else did. Instead, she waited until night to go to his room, and she found him on the ground, calmly drinking some sake.

"Ah, look at this, a little fox found its way in my humble abode. What ever could you be doing here, I wonder?" he chuckled teasingly, as she only looked down at him, giving him a slight head tilt, yet no expression on her blank face. "Are you wounded?" she muttered in a low voice, almost half-wanting not to have been heard...But she was. "Ha! So you heard those rumours too, haven't you? How ridiculous! Me? Ryomen Sukuna, the God of War, getting injured? Preposterous!" his bark-like laugh echoed through the place, but it didn't move the girl in any way. Instead, slowly crouched next to him, snatching down the already loose kimono top from his torso, letting it fall down to his chest, as her delicate fingers traced his chest, arm and back, analysing each and every fresh wound and scar alike. "I thought you could heal. Cursed energy magic or something. What you did to me when I passed out. Stupid liar. All you know how to do is to boast to everyone, but you can't even admit that you are still capable of making mistakes sometimes." her voice was obviously pissed off, but not enough to sock him in the jaw again. "Anti-regeneration magic. I didn't know something like that existed. Gimme a break." he scoffed, looking away in mild embarrassment. "Lucky you. Now don't move, or you'll really piss me off." she sneered at him as she made blue fire light up her palms and focused on healing him. It was then that she realised how good it felt to feel someone's bare skin, to feel his muscles, sore from fighting so much. He was finally beginning to look more like a man - A warrior - Not like some obnoxious, bratty, entitled casa nova. "I didn't know you could heal people. It tickles." he smirked slightly, turning his head to watch her focused face. "You don't know many things about me, Sukuna. Don't even bother trying, you'll never be able to, anyway." she scowled at him, but this time, it wasn't as aggressive as usual. "I've always loved a challenge, sugar." he chuckled boastfully, only for her to frown and look at him. "Is that all I am for you? A challenge?" she asked in a softer voice, sounding almost disappointed. "Not anymore. You've always been an enigma for me. You were fun, that's why I kept you around. If you weren't, I'd have killed you. I have no regrets about killing anyone, reason or not. But you got under my skin. I don't want to unveil the enigma behind you anymore. I just want to know you." carefully, his hands found their way on her hips, just before pulling her on his lap, only for her to stiffen up completely, her hands quickly taken off of his skin, as she quickly snapped her head away from him, her face covered by the long hair that resembled the blood he spilled on the battlefield. "Aww, are you shy, cutie~?" his seductive voice was back again, one of his hands reaching up to cup her face - But she couldn't bring herself to speak - Instead, she just gulped and jumped away from him, taking a few deep breaths before getting out of the room, and climbing up to the roof, hugging her legs to her chest, leaning her chin on her knees, her bottom lip bitten into to the point of drawing blood.

What the hell was she thinking, letting herself getting touched like that? By someone like Sukuna, nonetheless, who, if given the chance, would have his way with her, then toss her aside like he did with all the other women in his enormous harem. Her heart was beating so hard, so fast against her chest. It was a foreign feeling that scared her so much that for a long while, she couldn't help but avoid him once again, going out of her way to only leave her room when she was sure he wasn't there. It didn't always work out as she wished, but she still tried nonetheless, as succeeded for most of the time.

"Are you scared of me?" Sukuna asked the girl one night, when he found her softly shedding tears up on the roof. "...No." she offered a monotone answer. "Then why are you avoiding me again? Do you hate me?" he asked again, only for her to hang her head and hug herself. "I realised that I shouldn't be alive. All my life I've known only two emotions - Hatred and Rage - All of them masked by a facade of complete neutrality, passiveness and uncaring. But, now...I can feel my heart beating. And it hurts. I was so ready to throw away my life, and I knew I would have no regrets. I lived for nothing. I have no memories of anything good happening in my life. I thought that...I thought that maybe...I would be able to feel, staying here, with you. I wanted to feel something good, for once. What was that called...Happiness? Love? I wanted to feel those too. I guess it's too much to ask from this cruel life. The second you touched me, I started panicking and I got scared. I was afraid. Not of you, but of the idea of possibly getting hurt. I don't know how to feel, and I don't think I'll ever be able to be a proper being...But maybe...Someday...I will be able to look up at the same sky, at this very same moon, and the very same stars...And smile...And my chest won't be hurting anymore. And I won't be afraid anymore. Maybe, in the next life...Or the one after that...I will be lucky. Maybe times will change, and people won't be so cruel anymore. I'm sorry, Sukuna. I didn't end up being who and what you thought I'd be. I will forever be a disappointment to everyone I meet." she wasn't sure if her words were directed to anyone at all, or if she just found the courage to speak for the first time in her life - To acknowledge the existence of feelings altogether - But Sukuna understood her. Except for the thrill of the kill and fleeting quenched lust, he didn't feel any relief. Just like her, anger and hatred, for the entirety of his life. How different and similar the two of them really were, he realised, as he went to hug her from behind, resting his chin on top of her head. "You have never disappointed me, Kitsune. You cannot disappoint me. I understand what you're feeling. It's a cruel world, and we are much crueler to everyone around us, including ourselves. If you ever think you have it in your heart to accept me, I will be waiting. Forever, if needed. And if not, I will be awaiting in the next life. Or in the next one. I won't give up on you." and saying that, he planted a kiss on her temple before leaving her alone to watch the same silver moon they've been looking up at for so long. "...Thank you." she spoke to herself after who knows how long.

And she smiled.

Every day passing, she would look at the pink haired warrior, and every day, she'd want to throw herself in his arms, but every time, she'd start shaking, and she'd turn around and leave the place. This whole ordeal continued for well over three months, until one day, the palace was attacked with burning arrows, and the whole place was lit aflame.

In the mayhem in cause, the fox girl made sure to gather all the civilians in the huge estate and lead them to safety, and by the time she was done, she rushed to search for Sukuna, the person the enemies wanted to bring down, once and for all. However, by the time she found him, the whole place was ablaze, the once blooming garden was now turned into ashes, and the Demon God of War was heavily bleeding, slouched and leaning his back against a wall.

Opposite of him, many meters away, a menacing looking enemy who had spears in his hands was ready to throw them at him...And Sukuna merely smirked, defeated, and closed his eyes, awaiting for the impact of his ultimate death.

"Sukuna...Keep your eyes closed." Kitsune's low, shaking voice called out to him, but instead of doing as he was told, his eyes snapped open, only to widen in terror seeing the girl he grew to love, impaled by numerous spears, acting as a shield for him. "K...Kitsu...Ne...?!" he managed to usher after getting over his shock. "I told you...To keep you eyes closed...Idiot." she shook her head as she curled her fingers on the wall, taking a few deep breaths, despite her legs shaking. "Idiot. Idiot. You are such an idiot." "No...You...You were supposed to run away...I told you to run away...I told you...To...Live..." his voice was desperate, trembling, not believing what he was seeing before his very eyes. "Not without you...We were supposed to...Go...together...And be happy...And look at the moon...And stars...Together..." but as she said that, she heard the air getting split by yet another set of spears that go through her tails and torso, making her lose strength and fall over the man she was shielding. With her last strength, she punched back the spears out of her body and crawled on his lap, cradling his body, wrapping it up protectively with her tails, holding tightly onto him. "I never learnt how to fight...I never had anything to protect...Until I found you. I have no regrets dying, if you live. Close your eyes, Sukuna. I...I love you." and just before all strength left her body, she cupped his face and stole a weak kiss.

She was happy. She finally found her courage to act as she wished - With her heart, not with her fears. She was finally able to expel all the bad things possessing her. She died, and yet, she was finally smiling. She regretted nothing.

She was really happy.

"...Look there, Kitsune. Look at the moon. And the stars. And we are together. In this life. And the next one...And the one after...I will find you. And I will protect you. Don't be afraid anymore...Nothing will hurt you again. Until then...Sleep well, my Princess...Wait for me...Very soon."

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"Don't worry, Yuji! We will find all the victims of this place and rescue them! You'll see!" the cheerful nine-tailed girl wagged her fluff left and right as she dragged her best friend to the ominous place, as their other two team mates followed soon after, both having different reactions, as usual.

As her shikigami fox and Megumi's white wolf were assigned to make sure no cursed spirit would sneak up on them, they tried to make heads or tails of the distorted reality inside the place - They knew they may be dealing with a Special-Grade monster, but to have power of such magnitude seemed...Unreal...And unsettling.

"Guys, calm down. This is the Innate Domain...Cursed energy made this foul play...But I've never seen anything like...This. We have to move fast, and not split up, or we'll get picked one by one." Kitsune gritted her teeth, feeling the fur on her tails stand up. "Where's the door?!" Megumi yelled, turning around, only for everyone to gasp, realising the way they got through completely disappeared. "Th-The door's gone?!" Yuji blinked, incredulous at what he was witnessing. "How?! We just came in through here, didn't we?!" Nobara freaked out, only to make a short, brain dead dance with Yuji. "Calm down. The dog remembers the scent of the entrance." saying that, the two fawned over the two canines as they let them lead the way, only to find three mangled corpses, one of them having a name tag - It was the name of the child of the desperate woman outside of the place, pleading to the police to rescue him.

However, a fight erupted between the two boys who couldn't decide whether they should run away or rescue the corpses, as closure for the woman outside, at least, and while Nobara yelled at them, trying to make them stop...She...Disappeared?! Through a makeshift hole in the floor that wasn't there before.

"B-But...Megumi's demon dog and my fox should have been able to sense the curse...!" Kitsune then quickly turned around, only to gasp, noticing the bloody corpses of the said shikigami protruding from the walls. "NO! CYNDER!" she whimpered, hating to see her lovely companion in such a state. "ITADORI! KITSUNE! WE HAVE TO RUN! WE'LL LOOK FOR KUJISAKI AND -" but before he could finish speaking, Kitsune's whimper, that grew louder, along with the presence of the demon she was pointing at, staring straight at her...Made both boys stop in their tracks, wide eyed and shocked...And very much afraid.

The trio was sweating bullets, trying to move, trying to get the hell away from there - But Yuji moved first, taking out his knife, slashing at the Special-Grade....Only for his hand to go flying far away...From the impact.

"Megumi, run away! Go find Nobara, I'll stay here and create a diversion! Give us a signal when you're out of here! Yuji can get Sukuna and save us!" the fox girl yelled at her brunet friend desperately as she pushed him away, but a mouth on Yuji's cheek, speaking very derogatory, pointed out he doesn't give a fuck about Yuji's body, and that he won't die, even if his vessel does. "Nope~! Even if parts of me inside you die, I've still got 18 other fragments of my soul! Still, irritatingly enough, I don't have control of this body, so go away and switch, if you want! But once you do...I'll kill that brat before the cursed spirit can! Then, I'll go for that woman. She's a lively one. I'll have fuck with her. And then...I'll claim this cute fox girl that you care so much for!" Sukuna kept talking, and it was creating a state of panic in Yuji's heart. "Don't listen to him, Yuji! I know you won't let him take over you completely! You can't hurt us!" Kitsune yelled at her friend, trying to snap him out of the trance Sukuna put him in. "No, no, no, darling, you're wrong. If he's too focused on me, his friends WILL die~!" the demon kept laughing at his vessel, until the Special Grade unleashed a full blast of pure, cursed energy. "Yuji, look out!" she jumped at him, getting him out of the blast's range. "Stop listening to him, and take care of yourself! This isn't Jujutsu, this is pure cursed energy! We have to buy Megumi and Nobara enough time to get the hell out of here! Look at this jerk, he's having fun. I'm sure we can figure something out." the fox girl gritted her teeth in anger, but before either of them could try to attack or dodge - In the blink of an eye, really - She felt herself getting picked up and slammed on the wall before her by yet another blast of cursed energy - Followed by another, that flew her on the bridge in the next room, rendering her barely conscious. "KITSUNE! KITSUNEEEE!" she heard her pink haired friend's desperate wail as he tried to shake her awake. "...Sukuna...?" she asked, her shaking hands trying to rub away the tiredness from her eyes, as she looked up at him with gleaming, half-lidded eyes.

Before he could answer, shocked that she would call him by his demon's name, and even more, his own demon shocked, hearing her say something like that, she managed to cling onto the boy enough to get herself back on her feet, turning towards the attacker, her big, fluffy tails opening like a protective fan for the boy, as she created a blast of blue spirit fire to try to counter the cursed energy blast from the enemy. It made her growl from the pain, but her mind was blank - She had no regrets - No matter what life she was living, she will only get stronger and stronger, until she succeeds and protects the ones dear to her.

But not in this lifetime.

She wasn't strong enough yet. She was nowhere near her mentor, Satoru, in power. She had no way to compete with him, nor could she protect her friends when needed.

How pathethic.

It was her last thought before the cursed energy took over her, burning away some of her skin and creating even more damage after getting slammed and breaking yet another wall. With the last bit of consciousness she was able to hold onto, she saw her pink haired friend still alive and well - By some standards, at least - And she could merely smile and fight back the darkness threatening to take over.

But...Something happened, for the boy now seemed fearless - And he even taunted with the special-grade...And then he healed his own arm, before going to her, looking down at her, shaking his head. The markings on his face...This wasn't Yuji. This was...

"Idiot." a much darker, more masculine voice came from the body of the teenage vessel as he crouched down to the girl. "You never change, no matter what life you reincarnate into, do you? But that's the charm about you, stupid fox. You never really lose your memories of the past, do you?" he gently caressed her face, feeling his heart beating a bit faster as he noticed she was smiling and leaning into his touch. "You said you'll find me...So what is there to fear?" she mused weakly, before she got picked up bridal style, allowing her to cuddle into his chest, finally allowed to rest at ease. "Let's teach this weakling a lesson and get the hell out of here. The moon is up." Sukuna chuckled as he walked up to the demon, effortlessly punching in the head, slamming it into the bridge, only to smash his foot into its head, breaking the bridge altogether. As they fell, the monster grabbed his leg, but the fox-fire burn on his hand was enough to get his to shriek in pain and let go, as Sukuna jumped on one of the falling rubbles, taunting and laughing condescendingly, as he ripped apart the monster limb from limb before impaling it into a wall, as soon as they reached the watery ground. "Honestly, I'm jealous. I could never get to your power with jujutsu alone. Satoru said this thing is 80% born talent. How disheartening." she grumbled, feeling better already. "There's nothing cursed in your heart, sugar. Let the killing to me. I promised I'll protect you, I'm not going back on my word. I'm not going to see you die again." he threw her up a bit to get a better hold on her. "Hang onto me, foxy. Let's show this sucker how we do things." seeing his infamous smirk on his face, she threw her arms around his neck, holding on tightly, seeing as he did a hand seal, calling out his Malevolent Shrine...And they were back home, dressed the same as they were so long ago...A thousand years ago...And the monster got split in 5 slices, before Sukuna dug out another one of his soul-fingers, and he started grinning even laughing even darker, realising that Yuji couldn't switch bodies again, which made villain jump out of the facility, right on top of it. "I guess...No matter what life we live, the sky is going to be forever beautiful." Kitsune sighed as soon as he let her down, but she didn't let go of him. Not this time. Fears won't take over her life anymore. "And yours is even more eternal than the moon's or the stars." he cupped her face, taking in her beauty for the first time in over a thousand years. "It's been to long. I made you wait far too long. I hope you didn't miss me too much." one of his hands found its fingers raking through her hair, and she closed her eyes a bit, taking in the warm, loving feeling that completely took over her. "I'll forgive you. You did take your bloody time...But at least you're here now. And you're not going anywhere. I won't let you." her hands slid down to the neck of his blouse, pulling him to her level, which only made him smirk smugly. "Good. That was my intention." his charming, dark voice spoke, making her heart beating faster, and feeling the hair on the back of her neck and the fluff on her tails stand up from excitement. "Won't it be weird? Being Yuji's body...?" she asked shyly, as he only chuckled, pulling the same Malevolent Shrine trick, so they finally looked as they did when they first met. "Better, sweet cheeks?" he pulled her flushed to his body, as she got on her tippy toes to get closer to his face. "Spectacular."

As the fox girl couldn't stop touching his face, raking her fingers through his hair, feeling his body closer to hers as her whole body felt hotter than ever before - It was just a kiss - His lips so sweet against her own, his arms, so strong, holding her, feeling her, loving her.

It was only them, under the gentle light of the silver moon, guarding them, as the stars softly twinkled, embellishing gold into the dark sky - Just like this love light up the darkness in their hearts.

Her tails wrapped around him instinctively, as they pulled apart, and looked each other in the eyes for the first time since they've known each other. Her eyes were sparkling with happiness, her lips were curled into a kitten-like smile, and she was glowing - It made Sukuna's heart have a pleasant arrhythmia as he saw in front of his very eyes a sight that he's been dreaming about for over a millennium - The woman that captured his heart - Happy, in his own arms, safe, and very kissable.

This feeling and image were worth waiting a thousand years.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine #ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna imagine #sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna imagine #yuji itadori #kugisaki nobara #megumi fushiguro #gojo satoru #kitsune #kitsune reader #fox #feudal japan

[wenwenbittercake]

Inuin and Y/N

(This is a normal AU where Inuin and KoKo are your best friend and Inuin have a crush on you but you like KoKo-nut more. He’s stuck between wanting to break their friendship and want to kiss you senselessly.)

Warnings:yandere contents, swearing, spicy🌶🌶

(Sorry for late posts, I just got really depressed after my recent submission got 4 likes 😫😫😫Sorry if I haven’t written your submission because it’s probably not finished yet or It’s too uncomfortable for me to write. With that, enjoy.)

“Hey Inui!”

Someone hug Inui from behind making him snap out of his daydream. He turn around from his chair to see a familiar face that create a tint of blush on his cheeks.

“Y/N why are you here this early?”

“Early? Look around you dumb ass.” KoKo said as he comes into the class.

Inui lazily look around him to see the class empty. He must had fallen asleep.

“Oh.”

“Wht do you mean “Oh”? Pack your stuff or we’re leaving you behind!”

“KoKo don’t be so harsh on Inui, he’s just tired from his part time job.”

KoKo got a frond on his face when you defend Inui. Inui on the other hand blushes while putting his things in his back.

“Oh yea? For a person who sleeps around in class of cause he’s going to work in that shabby motorcycle shop.”

“Hey.” You warn Koko. Both of you look each other and inspect Inui’s face.

Inui is used to the constant slanders and being beaten around by Koko, It’s not that he’s a bully, he’s just like that. He would apologies later about it but what he said is true. Koko is a smart kid who get all A’s in his class. He’s the brightest kid in their little friend group. So, the brightest flower catches the most beautiful butterflies, and that butterfly is you.

For the first time in his life, he craves for someone and that someone is you. He misses you 24/7. Always wanting to see your face, hear your voice and feel your touch. He even goes as far as going to your house one night after work to see you. But unfortunately, you were asleep. It doesn’t matter much when he climbs to your window to see you sleeping so soundly.

You can call him a psychopath but he’s just making sure your save by hacking into your phone and looking through all your social info and private messages.

You can call him a creep for following you around at night making sure no wolfs can catch a cute bunny like you.

You can call him a sociopath for lying to you as he only sees you as a friend when he craves to feel more of you then your hands.

He doesn’t care what you call him, he’s doing all this to keep you save form the dangerous people out there or to feed his desires.

Now you both are in a hotpot restaurant. Koko apologies to Inui by treating hotpot and BBK to both of you. All of you talk about school life, how hard to weekly test was or gossip about that one kid in class that reminds the teacher about the homework. Noting goes into Inui mind as he’s too focus on you and Koko interactions.

Koko is talking about these facts he knows of, and you listen to him with wide eyes. Then he whispers something in your ears making you blush. Inui clench his jaw seeing that. Koko looks proud that he’s getting all your attention to himself. On the other hand, Inui watch Koko and you with a sad look with a dash of jealousy.

“Oh, look who’s jealous.” All the spotlight is now on Inui making him slightly uncomfortable.

“Why are you all looking at me?”

“Oh, we all know you’re the jelly one here.” He teases as you switch your seat near him.

You close your space between you and Inui, your face so close to his, a slight movement from him can make him go for a kiss. Your eyes half lid and tease him as you trace his collar with your slender fingers. Not touching him but so close to. Inui’s breath become heavy, his head even feel cloudy to the situation, both of you look at each other’s eyes with lust.

“Tell me baby.”

He just wants to push his head forward and give a deep long kiss, but Koko’s clap snaps him out of hid fantasies. You giggle and hop off Inui’s lap and go sit beside Koko.

“Koko did you see that?”

“Yes, you did a great job.” He said as he places his arms around your shoulder.

“What’s going on?” Inui looks confused.

“It’s a prank! Got you!” You shout and laugh with Koko. In that moment Inui felt both embarrassed and mad. It’s definitely not your idea. Your inexperience ass would never. It gotta be Koko’s.

“You guys are dicks.” He said as he stood up a leave.

“Inui wait- “you were about to stop him when Koko pull you back in his arms.

“Leave it, he’s fine. He’s just a little embarrassed.”

That Bitch

That night Inui can’t get you out of his head. He can’t when you look so cute and sexy when you did that half lid move. The way you touch him felt so different from how you use to touch him. So soft and teasing. He tries to memorize it, but it slowly fades away. He can only remember how hot and lustful it felt. How he got hard just by your voice. He needs it again.

“Inui, I’m going to ask Y/N out.” Inui nearly chokes on his lunch.

“Wait what?”

“Yea I’m gonna ask her out.”

“Wait wait where? When.”

“Tonight, at the playground we use to go at.”

“Wait isn’t it too fast?”

“Wdym it’s fast? Look I realize my feelings for her are real and I just need to let it out. I just want you to know that.”

Inui looks shock as Koko left from the cafeteria. No way this is happening. His best friend with the girl he loves the most. He tries to think positive. Maybe it’s the best for you. Koko is perfect for you, he’s smart, he’s rich, he can fulfil everything you need. He can make you happy. But seeing you with Koko make his heart aches. The thought of how Koko can make you feel complete tortures him every bit.

The rain was pouring like there no tmr. He looks at his clock, 7:30 pm. Koko is going to ask you out at 8 and he’s here sweeping floors. What a fucking loser, he thought of himself. He looks through his phone to pass time and see your message.

Koko told me to wait at the playground we use to play. Idk why but I feel like something serious is going to happen.

I want you to come by that’s all.

It’s fine if you’re busy.

What is he doing here? Y/N needs him. He’s supposed to do whatever you desire right?

He rash out of the shop, even Drakun was shocks at the speed. He run desperately like a predator meets his prey. This is his only chance to feel honest with you. After Koko ask you out, it would be too late. You will be Koko’s. The thought of it filled him with agony.

He stops in front of the playground; his eyes scatter the play. There he finds you standing there with a yellow umbrella. He knows it your cause he bought that umbrella for you.

“Inui? What are you doing here? Omg your soaked.”

He stands in front of you, his eyes fill with desires. He feels like burning. The only thing that’s keeping him cool is the rain. He felt happy when he realizes Koko is nowhere to be found.

“Inui?” You look up to him with wide eyes.

Fuck Y/N

He pulls you in his arm and kiss you. It feels so longing. You yelp in shock giving him a chance to enter his tongue in your mouth. You panic causing your umbrella to drop. He let out all his needs, his urges with action. His fantasies are becoming a reality. Your taste, your touch, the way you whimper in his hold. It all feels so good, he’s starting to feel feverish.

The rain pours all over both of you. It feels like you’re in a movie. Actually, you’re not sure if you like Koko or Inui. You’ve spent so much time with them yet, you still don’t have a sure answer when it comes to both of them but now. You’re sure now.

You both parted from your feverish kiss, you look at each other eyes. You look at him with wide eyes, your lips swollen. You hold on Inui’s shirt, trying to not fall from your shaking knees.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I just can’t take it anymore.”

“I-it’s actually fine. I kinda like you so..’’

“Wait are you serious?”

“Of cause I’m serious! What you don’t wanna take responsibility now?”

“No, it’s just- “

“Shut up and just hug me.” You hide your embarrassed face in Inui’s chest. He chuckles at your action and wrap his arms around you tightly.

“Let’s go home.”

From a far, a man with a chain earring stood silently behind trees as both love birds left. He grips his umbrella tight as he glares at Inui. The envy he’s feeling is strong enough to kill a man.

“That Bitch”

(Thank you for reading my fanfic. Also sorry if I made a mistake or it's not that good. This is my first time writing a yandere character so forgive me. 🙏🙏🙏also i'm sorry I don't put the artist name for the headline. I don't know the artist who draw it that's why. If you know, ur more than welcome to tell me. Thank you ❤🌹🙏🙏)

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[tbtssstuff]

Only her || kth

Summary: Kim Taehyung and his twin brother V always shared everything with each other. Food, clothes, and the love of killing. No one ever understood them until they move to Seoul and meet y/n,the pretty barista at the coffee shop down the road. Now they had to have you in their lives and no one could stand in their way.

Pairing: Yandere!Taehyung x Reader x Yandere!Twin!Taehyung (V)

Genre: Smut, Horror

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: Mention of killing animals, obsessive behavior, murder, blood, threesome (m/f/m), fucking in front of corpses, oral (m and f receiving), dry humping, idk if I forgot anything if I did I’m sorry

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AN: Y’all really seem to like horror smut with Taehyung. I don’t mind though. Just for clarification MOTS7 Tae is Taehyung and Fake Love Tae is V. I tried to balance the interactions between Taehyung and V, but Taehyung was definitely the more dominant of the two. Thank you to @mochichiminie for requesting this! I hope this is alright.

-TJ/ TacoAdmin 🌮

Freaks. Unnatural. God’s mistakes.

Just a few things Taehyung and his twin brother, V, had been called all their lives. Being the only set of twins in their small town was hard enough, but the moment everyone found out it was them who killed Mrs. Kim’s dog, everyone - even their own parents - kicked them out.

For years Taehyung and V were moving from town to town, city to city, only for the same thing to happen.

The world was cold and cruel. All they had was each other because no one else could be trusted. That was until they moved to Seoul when they were twenty three and they met you.

While Taehyung was out at work, V wanted coffee after pulling an all nighter painting. V went by Vante, an upcoming artist. Here in Seoul they would try to change, make this place a permanent stay.

Just down the road from their apartment was a café. V knew he had to get his coffee quickly to get back to painting.

Opening the door to the café, the smell of coffee and fresh pastries flooded his nose, V almost floated over to the counter with how good it smelled.

A faint giggle pulling him out of his own little world. The sight before him was even better.

You hold your hand over your mouth, face flushed. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to laugh, but you looked like one of those cartoons.”

V felt his heart stop when you moved your hand and he saw your beautiful smile. No one had ever smiled at him like that before and it made him feel a warmth he had never felt.

“Taehyung? You okay?”

Taehyung? You thought he was his brother? V’s shoulder slumped, visibly upset, but on the inside he felt furious and betrayed. He and Taehyung always told each other everything, shared everything, so why keep her away?

How dare he keep an angel like you all to himself? How long had he known you?

“Actually, this is my twin brother, V.” Taehyung’s voice came from behind him, slowly V turned around to see his brother, still in his suit and tie, right there.

“Oh!” You sound surprised. Had Taehyung never mentioned him before? “I didn’t know you had a bother.”

Of course he hadn’t mentioned me. V thought bitterly.

“Yeah I meant to introduce you two tonight.” Taehyung smiles.

Tonight? What was going on tonight? By the look on your beautiful face, it was something that was planned for a long time.

“That makes sense. I can’t believe Hoseok canceled on me just like that.”

Taehyung shook his head, a frown on his face, but V could see the absolute joy in his eyes. Almost as if Taehyung had something to do with this Hoseok guy canceling.

“Well we shall see you tonight, y/n.” Taehyung smiled, patting his brother’s back before leading him out of the cafe. V was so furious that he didn't even realize that he didn’t get his coffee.

The moment the brothers were home, V went off.

“Who was that? Why the FUCK would you keep her a secret? I thought we shared everything!”

V stormed back and forth in front of his brother, who was scaringly calm. Taehyung rolled his eyes. His brother was always one for the dramatics. Of course Taehyung had a reason to hide you from V.

He wanted you to himself. The one thing he didn’t feel like sharing with his brother, but after a while Taehyung felt guilty about it. He loved his brother. He loved you. So after he kidnapped Hoseok, Taehyung made sure to convince you to come over to his house for dinner. He wanted to introduce you to V, knowing he would love you just as Taehyung did.

“Her name is Y/n and I met her about a month ago. She’s beautiful, isn't she?” Taehyung smirked as V’s face flushed. “I knew you would like her, because I like her too.”

“W what…” V fidgeted now, something he did when he was nervous. He felt silly when his brother was just being considerate. “What is she like?”

Taehyung smiled, patting the couch, beckoning V to come sit with him. “She’s sweet and funny. She smells like vanilla, your favorite, and she has two small dogs. Sweet things, but also way too noisy. They got in the way.”

V nodded. “And this Hoseok guy?”

Taehyung growled, fists tightening at his side at the thought of Hoseok. That sleazeball had the gall to call you his girlfriend, when from the moment Taehyung met you, you belonged to him. 

He got tired of seeing Hoseok come in and attempt to kiss you only to have you push him away. So just last week, Taehyung snapped. He learned Hoseok's schedule and followed him late at night, jamming a syringe into his neck, before dragging him home and chaining him in the playroom.

Taehyung took his time slowly torturing him and took immense pleasure in his screams.

“Locked up in the playroom.” Taehyung laughed as V smiled.

V jumped up to his feet, excited at this information. “Then come brother. We have a play date.”

The night went off without a hitch.

You showed up around six pm, looking more beautiful than either boy remembered, and you enjoyed the dinner V cooked. Everything about you just made them fall faster and harder than ever.

You were meant to be here with them and no one else.

“Could I use the restroom?” You ask.

Taehyung nodded. “Right down that hallway, third door on the left.”

You smile and nod, getting up to find the bathroom. V and Taehyung were absolute sweethearts. You were happy that you decided to take Taehyung up on his offer for dinner and you were low key hoping that this was a date.

Not only with Taehyung, but V as well.

You were so lost in your little fantasy world that you didn’t notice that you had opened the door before the one Taehyung told you to open. The strong smell of copper yanking you out of your thoughts.

You try to see into the dark room, wondering where that smell was coming from, but it was no use. Always the curious bug, you wander further into the room, hand out in front of you to feel around. It wasn’t until you came into contact with a cold, sticky, surface that you stopped, basically choking as the smell was so strong there.

Running your fingers over the soft surface, it felt kind of like soft flesh. You press further, the skin like material collapsing under your touch. Why were you enjoying that? Just the way it felt under your hand, whatever was sticking to the material, it all just felt so satisfying. So thrilling.

Then suddenly the light to the room came on and you were face to face with a dead body. The face was peeled off, the red blood caked down the entire front of it’s chest, it was missing both of it’s eyes and more than half of its teeth.

You wanted to scream, but whatever voice you did have was stuck in your throat when you heard a sigh behind you.

“Y/n.” Taehyung came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist “You know it’s not polite to snoop around in other people's rooms.” You could just hear the smirk in his voice making you bite your lip at how sexy Taehyung sounded.

“I I’m sorry. I must have opened a different door by accident.”

Taehyung hummed, his face buried in your neck, the warmth of his breath sending shivers up your spine. “How do you like Hoseok? V felt that peeling off his face was a nice touch. I agree, don’t you?”

Your eyes widened, staring at the corpse in front of you, the corpse of your best friend. You wanted to cry or feel sad, but you couldn’t. All you felt was confusion.

“Why kill Hoseok?”

“He was in the way.” Taehyung answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world and to him it was. “He dared touch what belonged to us.”

“Us?” You whimper as Taehyung ran his tongue up your neck and to the shell of your ear, pulling the flesh between his teeth. God there was something about the way he held you so possessively that had your panties soaked.

Taehyung didn’t answer you, instead turning you around to face him, his dark eyes clouded with lust, and kissed you harshly. It took you a second to realize what was happening, but once you got your footing you kissed him back with the same amount of force.

His hands made their way from your waist to your ass, pushing your hips into his, groaning at the friction of you against his hard cock. You gasp at the feeling, never wanting it to end, grinding against him again and again, almost like a bitch in heat.

Though with the way Taehyung made you feel, you might as well be.

Taehyung pulled back and his cock twitching at the sight of your flushed face. “Yes,” He breathed, “Us. You belong to me and my brother.”

You lick your lips, glancing behind Taehyung to see V standing in the doorway, his hand palming himself over his jeans. You pressed your thighs together, feeling turned on by the action.

Maybe you were crazy for being so turned on by these two psychopaths, but just the thought of them taking pleasure in killing someone that dared to touch you was electrifying. No one had ever done that for you before.

“I belong to you.”

Taehyung grinned, stepping aside, allowing his brother to come up to you. V smiled, running his thumb over your lip. Something only Taehyung knew was that V had an oral fixation, so just the thought of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock was enough for him to spring into action.

V ripped your shirt down the center, you yelping at the action, but moaning the moment his big hands came in contact with your breast, kneading and pinching your nipple through your black lace bra.

Taehyung went behind you, kissing your neck, his hand working on your other breast while V got down onto his knees, his head disappearing underneath your skirt. Your scent intoxicated him, driving him crazy, he had to taste you.

You cry out as V starts to tongue your folds, hand reaching behind you to rub Taehyung through his dress pants.

V pushed your panties aside, burying his face further into your cunt, his tongue swirling around your clit, licking and sucking on the bud. Your legs shook, pleasure over taking you.

The mix of the pleasure V was giving you and the smell of the blood was pushing you higher and higher, nearing your end. It was probably the fastest you came to cumming. You mewl and moan, grinding your cunt on V’s face.

Taehyung pulled your head to the side, kissing your lips, running his tongue over your bottom lip to which you opened your mouth for him. His tongue dives into your mouth melding with yours, fighting for dominance, Taehyung winning easily.

V reluctantly pulled his head from under your skirt when he felt you getting close, you whined against Taehyung’s lips. “No please, please! Let me cum.” 

“Not so soon, Y/n.” V smirked, tugging your skirt and panties down your legs, helping you step out of them before tossing them to land in front of Hoseok’s dead body.

You had completely forgotten that it was there, but to be honest what they had done to his body was grotesque and beautiful all at once. You smile before turning around to unbutton Taehyung’s dress shirt.

Taehyung knew what you wanted so while you worked on his shirt he unbuckled his belt, taking his pants off. V following suit. Soon enough the three of you were naked and Taehyung had you on all fours, moving behind you, hand giving his erection a few pumps, lining it up with your entrance.

V was on his knees in front of you, your face in his hand. “Open wide.”

You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out, ready for him. V groaned at the sight. You were absolutely perfect and all theirs. You lick his tip, the salty taste was a little strange, but nothing you couldn’t get used to. Closing your lips around him, you suck hard, head moving down to take more of him in.

V gripped your hair and moaned, looking up at his brother who was very much enjoying the sight in front of him. Taehyung’s fingers dig into the flesh of your ass before pushing into you, shivering at how warm and tight you are.

You moan around V’s cock, the vibrations making his clutch your locks harder, the mix of pain and pleasure was amazing.

Once Taehyung had bottomed out, he gave a few shallow thrusts before pulling out, leaving the tip inside, pushing all the way back in. He watched your ass jiggle as your backside met his hips. This was heaven. His brother fucking your mouth while he fucked you from behind, Hoseok’s body being one of his favorite things. It was as if he showed that piece of shit exactly who you belonged to.

“You know.” Taehyung groaned. “Hoseok cried like a baby.”

V laughed, licking his lips. “He did. He was so p pathetic. I was so glad to c cut out his tongue before peeling his face off.” V moaned as you hollowed out your cheeks, your head bobbing even faster.

Hearing all the horrible things they had done to your best friend excited you. You had driven two extremely handsome men so madly in love that they were willing to kill for you. Who knows how many others they had killed. You made a reminder to ask later.

You could feel yourself getting closer, not really fully recovered from the tongue lashing you got for V, Taehyung’s hips hitting that perfect spot inside you. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. You quickly became undone underneath them.

Moaning around V’s cock, you came hard. Taehyung groaned at the sudden tightness, hips never letting up as he helped you through your high.

Once you had come down, Taehyung pulling out of you, his dick covered in your juices. “V.” He commanded and V pulled his cock from your mouth, pouting slightly. Taehyung chuckled at his brother’s reluctance. Honestly he didn’t want to stop either. He was so hard that it took everything in him not to drive his cock back into you and fucking you even though you would tell him to stop.

The thoughts of your cries make him twitch in excitement.

“To the bedroom.” 

V grinned as he stood, picking you up into his arms. “Yes brother.”

“We aren’t done with her yet.” Taehyung stepped aside, allowing his brother to leave the room with you in his arms. With one finally look back at Hoseok’s corpse, he couldn’t help but smile crazily.

He would make sure that no one would ever come between them and you ever again.

#kim taehyung x reader #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung smut #kim taehyung x reader smut #taehyung x reader smut #kim taehyung #bts x reader #bts x reader smut #bts smut #yandere!bts x reader #yandere!taehyung #Only Her #tacoadmin #tbtsstuff

[zevlors-tail]

But Yandere!Izuku and Villain!Deku are same person? Talking about (his) their personaly/ities? (being psychopaths and obsessive to possessive)

Alright, this will probably be the last ask I answer this week for a while (don’t hold me to that, some asks are easier to answer than others for some reason?). Character analysis time! This isn’t the first time someone’s said this so I hope this helps and clarifies some things! And for the record, this is just my personal opinion/my own viewpoint. Under the cut because it’s super long and I got carried away, sorry!

Firstly, Villain!Deku and Yandere!Izuku are not always one in the same for me. They can be, like how Izuku is in my fic “Stained Glass”, but to me they’re often different. I think it’s all in how you interpret both of them. 

Villain!Deku: A lot of the times I see Villain!Deku portrayed as an insane psychopath who’s extremely possessive/unhinged and crazy about his Doll/so, but he doesn’t have to be that way. Villain!Deku could be many things; crazy, soft (a personal favorite of mine), caring (believe it or not), scary, calculated, cold, stoic, aloof, nonchalant... The point is, he can be a villain without being psychopathic and obsessive. Those certainly are considered more “negative” qualities that relate more to villains, but villains can be more than just crazy. They can have depth, still live normal lives to the best of their extent, or even be completely coherent with a brilliant plan that the hero has to work against the entire time. Take his motives into account. Did Deku become a villain because hero society was just too much to handle and it slowly corrupted him, or was he always a little unhinged right from the start? Did something happen to Inko? Was it the rejection from All Might? Was it all of those things put together? Was it how Bakugou bullied him?

There are plenty of reasons Deku has to become a villain (shoutout to canon Deku for staying strong and pursuing his dreams, you GO baby boy!), and depending on the severity of the trigger(s) and how it affected him, he very well could be leading a semi-normal life even as a villain. Ultimately though, it’s all in the eyes of the beholder; the writer creates the world however they want.

I’ll do my best to paint a picture of how I see Villain!Deku most of the time in my head, because he’s probably a lot different than what most of you think. To me, Villain!Deku is often a character who’s been failed by the heroes, who learned how to do things on his own, who climbed the latter of villains through his own means and hard work. He’s charming, flirty, mentally stable/available, and still feels empathy for a select few people, his s/o and mother included. He’s a critical thinker who analyzes things before acting, who plans out his moves down to every last possible consequence before coming up with a plan. He can be caring, he’s observant, and he does everything with purpose. He has goals. The point is, he’s not just a psychopath who’s possessive.

Now, Yandere!Izuku on the other hand...

Yandere!Izuku: Here’s the thing. While there is still variety in Yandere Verse, I personally think it’s a little more clear cut when it comes to underlying motives and personality traits. Yes, Yandere!Izuku will eventually become possessive or obsessive in some way; it’s how yanderes are. Whether he goes full on psychopath or not is up to a writer’s discretion, but yeah, most of the time it happens in many of the fics I’ve read. Yandere!Izuku usually has one goal, and that is to be with the reader/his s/o. Now he might do this several different ways, but the end goal is ultimately the same. Usually possessive yanderes don’t really care about anything else if it’s not related to their darling, so unless it’s interfering with his relationship with his partner, he won’t care (at least not as much as he should).

Now let’s throw in a villain aspect to Yandere!Izuku!

There are a couple different ways to go about this. First, Izuku could have been a villain before he became yandere. Maybe he saw the reader one day while he was working or met them through his villain connections, idk. Whatever floats your boat. He turns (he’s not a vampire, Sweater, he’s a yandere), and now he’s both a villain and yandere. The second possibility is that he was yandere for the reader before he became a villain, or that he became a villain because he’s yandere and would do anything for his darling. Maybe he did it to prove he could keep them safe. Maybe it was a show of his love for them. Either way, he’s now a villain. But then we have a third option, and that’s that Yandere!Izuku never became a villain at all. He went to school, became a hero, and then became yandere somewhere along the line while he was still a hero. I love this option the most because it’s so contradictory in the fact that he’s technically a hero and yet he’d be willing to do things that are illegal or immoral just for the sake of his darling. 

(TLDR) Which leads to my conclusion:

Villain!Deku and Yandere!Izuku are not always one in the same. Villain!Deku isn’t always a possessive psychopath, and Yandere!Izuku isn’t always a villain. They can be the same, or they can be different.

Thank you for coming to my seminar about Villain!Deku and Yandere!Izuku. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day!

#villain deku #villain!deku #yandere!deku #yandere deku #yandere izuku #yandere!izuku #character analysis

[peach-pops]

the perfect pear || oikawa drabble

synopsis: argentina timeskip where you and oikawa enjoy fruit by the beach with a side of light bantering 

word count: 854

warnings: wanting to kick a kid PFT IDK??? there should also be a warning cause i was gonna name this “argue-tina” cause get it ? whatever i thought it was funny- 

authors note: based off a dream- nothing deep, just wanted to have a bit of teasing while also thinking about how much oikawa is thriving in argentina 

you took in a deep breath and sighed contently against the warmth of the beaming sun. argentina was gorgeous. 

you loved everything about the country from the kind natives who were always so welcoming to help you learn more about their culture to the mouth-watering food stands that you swore were blessed by the gods themselves.  

you never thought you would end up across the world to visit your boyfriend in south america, but the longer you stayed, the more you knew how much you would miss it all. 

when oikawa had told you that he wanted to visit argentina for volleyball, you remember telling him how crazy he was. 

he could play volleyball anywhere, what was in argentina? 

oikawa swore up and down how this had always been a huge dream for him and begged you to say yes. 

(you explained to him multiple times that he didn’t need to ask permission and while you fully supported his idea, you did suggest he be the one to pay for the international texting charges) 

you knew it was all so crazy and everything happened so fast. one minute you two were graduating alongside childhood friends and the next, you were helping him find a place to live in south america. 

you were nervous of course cause it meant spending a few months relying on facetime calls to get you two by but you both wanted to make long-distance work. 

you listened to the percussion of the waves and the tourists laughing rather loudly in the background as you sanded down your surfboard. in the next few weeks, the beaches would get less and less crowded due to the tourist season coming to an end and it was your own wake-up call that this trip was only temporary. 

“ took me a minute to find you, i swear you’re blending in with the locals now,” oikawa teased as he nudged your lower back with his foot,” but of course, i can still spot your beauty from a mile away.” 

you looked up at your boyfriend, who graciously rocked a blue muscle tee that not only showed off his biceps, but the growing sunburn that was spreading across his shoulders and cheeks.

 you smiled and greeted him with a soft kiss as he sat down beside you,”ah yes, speaking of beauty, i told you to put on sunscreen didn’t i? you look like a tomato.” 

“ a sexy tomato?” oikawa teased as you stared back at him, expressionless,” tough crowd okay- I didn’t have time, I was too busy fighting a lady over the last guava.”

“ and what was the verdict?” 

oikawa reached into his tote and to your amusement, he pulled out an assortment of pears,” clearly i was no match.” 

you both shared a hearty laugh as oikawa carefully cut the fruit. once he cut a full sliver, he moved the piece close to your mouth as if he would feed you. you leaned in, none the wiser, as he pulled the piece away and popped it into his mouth. 

“ im breaking up with you.”

“ and you call me the drama queen- you’re really going to break up with me over a pear?” 

“ maybe that was the last straw,” you sighed as you faked a pout before oikawa quickly cut you another piece and fed you for real,”hmm... i’ll keep you around for now.”

the two of you chatted about your days respectively and continued to eat the fresh pears until there was only one more left. you both looked at each other but before you could grab it from the tote, oikawa snatched it up.

“ too slow.”

“ whatever, i wasn’t hungry anyway.” 

as much as you two always teased each other, you both were absolutely head over heels for each other. even though others would disagree, you knew oikawa was a gentle and loyal soul who was more than just an attractive, hardworking player...yet yes, he was also a stubborn baby who will scream into the void about extraterrestrial life like it’s no ones business. 

oikawa could go on and on about how much he loves your smile and your eyes but what really made him fall in love rested safely behind your ribs. your sweet heart belonged to him in every way and he wasn’t ashamed to say that you had his. 

“ do you ever get the urge to kick a kids sandcastle down?” you asked, breaking the comfortable silence as the two of you stared at a small child playing in the sand. 

what was he saying about you being oh so sweet?

“ if you’re asking me if i would kick a kid then yes, absolutely.”

“ i- when did i say kicking the kid you psychopath,” you gasped as you slapped oikawa hard on the shoulder, earning a lousy whine from his lips,” and i don’t know how you’re going to kick em with one good knee.” 

“ okay that’s the last straw, we’re done. im booking your flight back to miyagi right now-”

“ oh just hush and cut me another slice,” you said as oikawa smiled to himself before cutting the last slice of the prickly pear in half. 

he kept his eyes on the horizon as he aimed the sliced pear towards your mouth yet when you leaned in to take a bite, he pulled away yet again and ate the last two slices in front of you.

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[villanelleskiss]

KILLING EVE SEASON 1 EPISODE 5 REVIEW

so like i’m gonna be honest with y’all, all i came here to really talk about was villanelle and eve’s first official meeting. i usually take notes about parts of the episode to talk about but i got nothing for this one really besides a few big talking points.

so without further ado,

i love how elena is just screaming at eve to stop being a dick and drive, but what does eve do? she stops and gets out and does just that. has a face off with villanelle

got nothing else to say about this one besides just stating how great carolyn looks here

this is a great metaphor however, for how eve has found a tiny niche of something and she just keeps prying into it until it breaks. her and those around her. foreshadowing perhaps.

babies first mug shot :(

welll!!!!!

look what we have here. two gay ladies just casually having dinner together and totally not being gay.

also, call me crazy but i think there was some bit of honesty in villanelle’s fake little cry she had when she said she was being forced to do this to people and to kill them. i think that villanelle was so traumatized after Anna, who made her believe that she wanted to be with her and not her husband, that she killed her husband so they could be together. brainwashing?? maybe of sorts. idk. but villanelle was so young, she may be a psychopath but she is certainly the perfect example of “nature vs nurture”. and she had been in prison for so long that she would have been very easy to make an impression on. easy to train, etc. she was brainwashed possibly again, to believe she is only good for one thing and that is killing.

that’s not to say that she doesn’t enjoy killing bc she certainly does. but i don’t think she particularly wants to do it and has no other option besides to kill or else they kill her.

i do love her expression tho when eve calls her “Oksana”. and i think this scene goes so much farther than just a tense meeting. eve tells villanelle she knows who she is, that she is all of these spectacular things and i think villanelle starts to possibly believe that.

MARTIN!!!!!

well… she chopped his knob off

anywho this goes further to prove my point about the whole 12 making her do this thing. she was taught not to ask questions, to do what she is told to do and nothing else. but now she starts to understand that she is being used again. and her mentioning anna in this scene also says so much. the first few times i watched thru, i thought oh maybe she’s just nervous bc of what she did and how anna will react.

but no, it’s the exact opposite. anna abused villanelle and she doesn’t want to be reminded of that yet!! everyone keeps throwing it in her face. i don’t think she fully realizes what anna did until later on, (probs like season 2-3) but she knows that she was taken advantage of. it’s like how anyone would react when someone throws their abuser in their face to remind them of what they did and the fear of possibly running into them again. it’s scary shit. i used to like konstantin but now i am starting to dislike him a lot bc he is intentionally putting villanelle in these situations where he opens her trauma back up to take advantage of her.

rating 10/10

#killing eve #villanelle #eve polastri #killing eve review #villaneve

[puckinghell]

idk if your still doing blurbs, their so good btw, but ❝ don’t you dare touch him/her. ❞ with carter hart or nate mac

Normally you love walking your dog, because it means going outside, getting some gentle exercise and watching her living her best life, but it’s a lot less fun when it’s raining this much.

“We might as well just step into the shower,” you grumble as you grab Kitty’s leash. She’s bouncing up and down with excitement, completely unaware of the terrible weather that is waiting for her outside. If she knew, she would probably just run back to the couch.

For such a big dog, she’s stupidly scared of everything, and that includes water of any kind.

Unfortunately you don’t have much of a choice. Dogs need to go outside and you already tried to put it off, having your morning cup of coffee first. But it’s 8am now and Kitty isn’t waiting anymore, her nervous pitter patter making it hard to enjoy your coffee.

The park is close to your apartment. It’s pretty much empty, which isn’t surprising considering the fact that it’s so early in the morning and the weather is this horrific. Big rain droplets are already soaking through your – supposedly water proof – coat, and you’ve stepped in too many puddles to keep your feet dry. You’re pretty sure you’re gonna have to lock Kitty in the bathroom when you get back to save your furniture from being ruined.

Maybe it’s the rain, or the time of day, that has you a little dazed. You’re paying attention, but apparently not enough, because later all you can remember is this:

There’s a movement to your right. Kitty jumps, wags her tail in excitement and pulls. The leash slips from your hands. And suddenly she’s gone, standing by a person who is definitely on the floor.

Oh fuck.

“Kitty!” you call, but she doesn’t listen to you. She usually doesn’t, to be fair, but it’s normally not as bad as now. You run towards the person: when coming closer, it’s very obviously a guy, now sitting up on the pavement.

And he’s petting your dog.

“I’m so sorry,” you exclaim, leaning down next to him. “Are you okay?” You yank on Kitty’s collar, pulling her away from him. “Don’t you dare touch him, Kitty, you’ve done enough damage!”

“Her name is Kitty?” the guy asks curiously, and to your surprise he’s smiling. He doesn’t even look annoyed, which means he’s maybe a psychopath, considering the fact that he tripped over your dog and is now laying on a wet, muddy park trail.

“Yes, and she’s very sorry.”

He laughs. “It’s fine. I’m alive.” He starts crawling up and it’s only when you’re both standing that you realize that he’s really attractive.

Like, stupidly, make-you-forget-how-to-talk attractive. And he’s grinning down at your dog with kind eyes, scratching at her head.

“You might wanna, uhm, go home and change?” You awkwardly motion towards his now wet and muddy clothes. Running clothes.

Was this idiot was going for a jog in this weather?

“Why, you don’t think this look suits me?” His smile is a little lopsided and a little sharp, his eyes fixed on you.

And if you didn’t know any better, you’d swear he’s flirting with you.

To be fair, you think anything would suit this guy. But you can’t very well say that.

“It’s… eclectic?” you decide on, and he laughs brightly.

“Cool. That’s exactly what I hoped pretty girls would say to me when I bought these clothes.”

You’re stunned: he’s definitely flirting with you, which is maybe the most ridiculous encounter you’ve ever had. But he’s also really hot, so it’s also an encounter you’re gonna tell your friends about later.

Then you remember something else.

“Oh! Let me give you my number, I’ll totally pay for your dry cleaning. My name is Y/N, by the way. So you know whose name to put on the bill.” You laugh a little awkwardly, trying to get your phone out of your pocket with wet hands. It’s not as easy as it looks, and when you look up, you’re pretty sure he’s laughing at you.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” he says. “I’m Carter. And I’m sure my washing machine can handle this just fine, but thank you.”

“Oh, right.” Stupid offer. Of course he owns a washing machine. Not everyone lives in dingy flats with laundry mats that look like they’ve been murder scenes, after all. “Well, sorry, again. I’ll have a very stern talk with Kitty when we’re home.”

You go to step back, pretty sure he’ll want to go home and get out of those wet clothes, when he holds up a hand, stopping you.

“Hey,” he protests, “I didn’t say I didn’t want your number.”

“Oh. But you said…”

“I said I didn’t need you to pay for my dry cleaning.” Carter raises an eyebrow. “I might want your number for other reasons.”

You’re pretty sure you’re blushing so much you’ve turned the color of tomatoes. And with the rain surely turning your hair into a wet mop, you really don’t get why this guy is interested.

But you’re not about to turn an opportunity like this down.

“Like to see Kitty again,” Carter adds with a grin, and your dog wags her tail in response.

Traitor.

But after all, she did turn your morning into the start of a romantic comedy movie, and you go home with your number in Carter’s phone and a text from him waiting on yours, so you can’t be that mad at her.

In fact, when he calls you later, you slip her an extra treat as a thank you.

#no more requests please! #carter hart #regular blurb #blurb

[detectiveinchicago]

Sparks Fly: Chapter 10

Chapters list here

Note: Hi guys! I’m sorry for taking so long with this chapter. I had problems with chapter 9 too, Tumblr deleated chapter 9 idk why. Thank u for all the comments and reviews, you are amazing. If you want to be tag in this story please let me know. English is not my first language. Enjoy xxx.

DISCLAIMER: GIF IS NOT MINE.

WARNING: Bad language, mental illness, PTSD and drugs mentions. 

What smell was that? Lemon maybe? Caitlyn could feel her head throbbing. She was going to need an urgent Tyrol. Why did her eyelids suddenly feel so heavy? How long had she been asleep? Light. Why was there so much light? Couldn’t someone turn it off? Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the white light. She opened her eyes slowly as she concentrated on the beeping of the machines.

“You’re awake.” Why was Kenny even talking to her? God, was last night a dream? Judging by the pain in her shoulder, she could tell it had been real. She finally finished blinking and turned her head on the pillow to see him. He had a bruise on his jaw she was sure he hadn’t in the warehouse. 

“Who did you fight with?” Caitlyn asked in a raspy voice, “What happened to your face?”

“Your brother punch me” Kenny replied

“Oh, God” Caitlyn muttered “I’m sorry” she added embarrassed 

“He’s furious that you didn’t tell him we were married” Kenny informed her, “I think you missed that little piece of information, it was a beautiful family reunion”

“My brother and I are not exactly on good terms” Caitlyn replied with a small cough.

“Were you ever on good terms?” he asked raising his eyebrows, pouring a glass of water and offering it to Caitlyn

“Thanks” Caitlyn drank “FYI, the relationship is worse than ever, did Will intervene?”

“To be honest, he was more concerned about your medical history.”

“Of course” Caitlyn replied, “Did you ...?”

“Yes, no latex, no penicillin, and no opioids” Kenny informed her. Caitlyn smirked, he still remembered it.

“Did Will try to stop Jay?” she asked out of curiosity

“I think he was too shocked to think” Kenny said, “Jay tried to make me his punching bag in the waiting room” He said. Caitlyn lowered her gaze to look at his knuckles and Kenny seemed to read her thoughts “I didn’t hit him, I have my anger under control, thank you very much for asking” replied the annoyed by his gesture.

“I said nothing Kenny” Caitlyn replied

“But you thought about it” he replied, getting up from the chair next to her bed.

“Why are you coming if you’re always going to be mad at me over nothing” Caitlyn rolled her eyes

“Well, even if you haven’t been there for me when I needed you, I’m here for you” Kenny replied dryly before heading out the room. Caitlyn leaned her head against the pillow. Perfect. Yet another problem to add to the list. She closed her eyes. Maybe she should get some more sleep. Her shoulder was killing her. Where were opioids when she needed them?

“Caitlyn! Your husband told me you were already awake”

Dammit. She just wanted to go back to sleep.

“He’s not ... Never mind” Caitlyn mumbled “Good to see you again Dr. Marcel”

“I’d say the same if it weren’t because every time I see you you’ve been stabbed,” Dr. Marcel said and Caitlyn smirked, “And because you altered Maggie’s waiting room”

“Sorry about that” she wrinkling her nose “I’m sure it was a disaster”

“I thought it was going to be worse, to be honest” Dr. Marcel replied as he took some notes from the monitors and a nurse walked through the door “Dr. Choi and I were ready to intervene but your husband never raised a finger” he informed her as Caitlyn raised her eyebrows.

“Really?” she said “We have been separated for almost five years, technically he is my husband but we are not together” Caitlyn commented to the doctor as the nurse changed her bandage.

“Maggie must surely still be mad at Jay for disturbing the order in the ED” The nurse told her with a small smile

“Will told me that Maggie rules the ED” Caitlyn answered causing a laugh from both

“He’s not wrong” Dr. Marcel replied, “You don’t want to mess with Maggie”

“I’ll write that down for future references,” Caitlyn said with a brief smile.

“Since the stab was in your shoulder and provided that no nerves were damaged, you just needed 48 hours in here so you will leave tonight”

“Tonight? I have slept for almost a day?” Caitlyn asked 

“Yes, it’s 6AM so you still need to wait for tonight” Dr. Marcel answered, “You will need to rest Caitlyn for a few weeks and you won’t be able to chase anyone for almost a month until you come back here”

Caitlyn rolled her eyes, “I forgot how much I hate to be hurt”

“You guys need to get a hobby” Dr. Marcel answered shaking his head “Cops keep telling me how much they hate to on desk duty”

“I don’t have time for a hobby and all the hobbies I have are sports” Caitlyn told him while the nurse finished taking a blood sample. 

“I would also recommend you to take painkillers” Dr. Marcel added writing something down in her file. 

“Opioids?” Caitlyn asked while he looked at him.

“He told me you have some history with oxy” and by “he”, Caitlyn assumed Dr. Marcel was talking about Kenny “But we have to sedate you to remove the bullet and then we gave you small doses of painkillers” 

“You must have seen my file, I had a lot of things when I was a teenager and I was really closed with oxy” Caitlyn said. 

“Don’t worry but you will have to monitor your pain in case you need them” Dr. Marcel informed her “How much pain from one to ten do you have?”

“Maybe a seven” Caitlyn answered

“That’s not so bad,” Marcel told her, “We can work with that, I will see you next week, if you feel your pain increasing you call me” He finished before getting off her room. 

“Hey “ O.A greeted standing at the door with Jess, Clinton, Hanna and Sheryll.

“Hey guys” Caitlyn smiled briefly

“How you feel?” Sheryll asked, sitting in the chair that Kenny previously occupied.

“As if a truck had hit me” Caitlyn replied sitting on the bed

“You were lucky the guy had such poor aim” Clinton replied, “He was close to the neck”

“Please” Caitlyn replied “I’m a tough bitch, he needs more than a stab to kill me”

“I told you she will say that” Hanna told Clinton.

“What happened with the case?” Caitlyn asked.

“It turns out that this guy was a psychopath as we expected, but he was medicated, sometimes he had these breaks where he went out to kill” Jess informed her about the case “He stopped taking the medication, accumulating the prescribed pills and with that, he drugged his victims “

“We think he started accumulating pills a year ago after his mother died,” Sheryll added.

“I took the trouble to take a picture frame of her mother, look at this” Hanna said handing her a bag of evidence. Caitlyn took it and raised her eyebrows.

“She looks just like Amelia Roberts” Caitlyn observed.

“And similar to all his other victims” Hanna added, “She was an exotic dancer before she became a prostitute”

“We talked to some neighbors, and they lived in the same house their whole lives, the neighbors said that the mother was quite a character and not in a good way” Sheryll informed her.

“How many victims?” Caitlyn asked.

“Fifty-five at the moment but labs are still running” Jess replied.

“And the lipstick?” Clinton added, “The mother had a box full of red lipstick”

She took a brief nap after her friends left, promising to meet them that night for a drink at a bar called Molly’s. They were going to join her brother’s unit for a job well-done celebration. They had discovered who the murderer was and he would spend a lot of time behind bars.

“Hey” her brother Will greet her “Marcel told me you looked good”

“It still hurts though” Caitlyn commented giving him a small smile.

“You and Jay must stop getting shot or stabbed or you’re going to drive me crazy” Will muttered taking a seat in the chair next to her while Caitlyn giggled “Kenny was still here” Will committed causing her to turn to look at him, “I told him to go to rest but he seemed to be angry when he left“ he added curious

Caitlyn rolled her eyes, “He’s always mad at me”

“You know Jay wanted to kill him when he found out, right?” Will added by pouring a glass of water to his sister and handing it to her.

“Dr. Marcel told me, did Kenny hit him?” Caitlyn asked curiously to see what story her brother was going to tell her.

However, Will confirmed Marcel and Kenny’s story.

“He didn’t raise his hand” Will shrugged “Jay was being a jerk, I probably would have hit him if I were Kenny.”

Caitlyn shifted uncomfortably in bed for having judged Kenny too quickly, although she would continue to maintain that her husband had gotten angry with her for no reason.

“So ...” Will began, “Are you going to tell me how this all happened?”

“We got married and then we weren’t married anymore” Caitlyn replied and her brother rolled his eyes “Truth is, nobody ever made me feel like Kenny”

Will raised his eyebrows “That’s a revealing confession isn’t it?”

Caitlyn rolled her eyes “Shut up”

“Why didn’t you get divorced? You’re not together, ” Will asked curiously.

“It was too painful at the time to see us again and then it was just easier to stay married, the taxes and all that” Caitlyn replied distractedly, although she never believed she could have the courage to let Kenny go for good.

“Are you telling me you didn’t get a divorce because of your taxes?” Will asked, raising his eyebrows.

Caitlyn glared at him “It’s harder than you think, Kenny will probably always be my great love”

Will nearly choked on his glass of water, “Excuse me?”

“It’s ... difficult” Talking about her feelings with her brother was harder than she thought “My feelings are complicated; God, I’m doomed” Caitlyn snorted, resting her head on the pillow.

“I couldn’t tell you if it’s bad or not, but he seemed worried about you when you came” Will commented, scrutinizing her.

“PTSD sucks” Caitlyn told him “It’s what ruined my marriage”

----flashback----

Even though Kenny had PTSD he had never had major problems, yes he had nightmares, yes he sometimes had bad and terrible days, and yes he had seizures but Caitlyn knew herself that coming back from the war was more than difficult. That’s why she didn’t judge him. She understood him and tried to give Kenny space when he needed it.

However, they had a case where a veteran sniper with PTSD, a war hero, had killed five people after his best friend, another soldier, committed suicide. Caitlyn knew that her husband was struggling. She had mixed feelings about the case, but Kenny was showing signs of stress. The night before she was sure that he had not closed an eye and he was quiet. 

That night Caitlyn had fallen asleep while Kenny was still watching television. However, she woke up hours later to moans and complaints coming from her husband. When she settled into bed still half asleep herself, she saw Kenny shifting between the sheets and murmuring in his sleep. Caitlyn looked at him carefully. Should she wake him up? That was probably her first mistake.

“Kenny” called Caitlyn moving him by the shoulder and approaching his face “Kenny, wake up”.

Kenny opened his eyes suddenly and Caitlyn received a punch that destabilized her and made her back up before she could even move, Kenny had her arms immobilized to the bed.

“Kenny!” Caitlyn moved to escape his grip “Kenny!” she exclaimed again as he left her arms and started choking her “Kenny is me” she said raising her arms and trying to touch his face as she felt the air escaping from her throat “Ken ...” she repeated unable to finish his name due to lack of air.

When she saw spots in her vision and as her arms tried to touch her husband’s face, she moved her legs and kicked him in the testicles. To which Kenny responded by coming out of his reverie and leaning over on the bed in pain.

Caitlyn crawled out of bed to the floor as she tried to catch her breath. Once she could stop seeing dots in her vision, she got up on shaking legs and locked herself in the bathroom. She slid through the door to the floor and sat there as she tried to get all the air back into her lungs. Caitlyn knew how PTSD worked, she believed that everyone who returned from the war somehow had PTSD, if it wasn’t for the war it was for life.

She didn’t judge Kenny, but she had to admit that being attacked by the person sleeping next to you in bed was scary on another level. You think she would be used to that kind of thing and she was, but not at home, in the place where she was supposed to be safe. She hated to admit it but it was the same feeling she had when she was still living with her father, walking around looking over her shoulder because she never knew when she was going to get a bottle from the back. And she hated to admit it too, but Kenny in that state scared her a little. She knew that in her work she looked fearless and reckless, but deep down she just wanted to feel safe and have someone to hug her at night.

Caitlyn walked over to the mirror and noticed that her cheek was swelling and that her neck had grip marks. She got out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen in search of ice to get high; she sat on the couch while tilting her head, holding the ice.

He had already suggested therapy, a dozen times at least, Caitlyn had begged Kenny to go to therapy for him and when she noticed he didn’t want to do it she asked him to at least do it for her. It didn’t work either. He insisted that he was fine.

Caitlyn leaned back in the chair with her head spinning and fell asleep. The next morning, she awoke to the sound of the coffeepot and as she remembered what had happened the night before, Kenny offered Caitlyn a cup and sat next to her. They both sit in silence, taking the first sips of coffee. Kenny reached out and ran his fingers across Caitlyn’s neck. She just looked at him and pouted.

“I’m sorry” He said finally.

“I know” Caitlyn replied.

“I’m sorry” Kenny repeated “I didn’t come to tell you yesterday because I thought you wouldn’t want to see me”

Caitlyn fell silent and took another sip of coffee.

“You’re good?” she asked after a while.

“Yes,” Caitlyn replied turning to look at him “It doesn’t hurt, but I’m going to report sick for work on Monday, I don’t think the swelling will go down by then” She could tell that he felt guilty, however that wasn’t enough for her.

----flashback----

“Do you have PTSD?” Will asked her.

“Nope, Kenny used to but I think we all have PTSD, if it’s not war, it’s life” Caitlyn answered looking at him “He used to have episodes and he refused to go to therapy” she added “so I left, I didn’t want to repeat cycles”

“Like dad?” Will asked curiously 

“Yes, like dad” Caitlyn answered briefly and Will could tell she was in a bad place “Dad got the worst out of me”

“What do you mean?” Will asked, raising his eyebrows. 

“He made me feel on the edge all the time” Caitlyn answered looking aside “I never knew what was going to happen, he made me feel anxious”  

“Dad was complicated”

“Dad was more than just complicated,” She said “I was just a teenager and he was such a bad person, I was supposed to enjoy the senior year and instead I ended up almost drunk every day”

“How could you…?”

“I ended up in hospitals, a lot” Caitlyn explained “And doctors gave me oxy, a lot”

“At that time I thought you were still going to Stanford” Will whispered “I’m sorry” he added taking her hand into his.

“It’s okay” Caitlyn said, “Truth is; it was easier to explain my injuries since I used to be an athlete, doctors believe me”

“I’m sorry” Will repeated.

“I know, I’m afraid that I will become addict to oxy at any second, the doctor once told me I wasn’t abusing pain killers because I was in real pain because of my injuries” Caitlyn confessed “But I realized know that I was really closed of becoming an addict”

“I saw your medical record, you needed those painkillers,” Will told her “I wished that Jay and I had been more attentive”

“I know you tried, I mean, I have been angry all these years but you are trying now and that’s enough for me to talk to you at least,” Caitlyn said with a little smile “Because Jay is definitely not talking to me”

“He is just trying to do things right” Will added

Caitlyn rolled her eyes “You should have seen how he looked at me when we were working, he hates me”

“He doesn’t hate you, he is just angry” Will told her. 

“If you say so” She answered unconvinced 

“You should talk to him” Will suggested. 

“I will not talk with him, if he wants to talk then he should come to me” Caitlyn answered. If there was one thing Caitlin and Jay shared, it was that they were both stubborn when it came to pride. Will doubted either of them would give their arm to twist.

“You are both so stubborn” Will said, shaking his head.

“Stubbornness is in the family” Caitlyn answered briefly.

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