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doodlebug-aboo · 2 years

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Steve doesn’t like to admit it, but he likes to snoop. He’s a nosy guy. Anytime he’s in someone’s house for the first time, he snoops through their bathroom when he’s in there. He lies to himself and says it’s to be prepared for anything. Figure out where they keep the painkillers, the first aid kit, the extra toilet paper, the towels, but really he’s just curious. He always has been. He never snoops around when the person is there, but he can never decide if that’s better or worse.

The first time Steve is allowed into Eddie’s room, when he isn’t fighting for his life against creatures from the Upside Down that is, Eddie’s words catch him off guard.

“Get your snooping done now, man. There’s a lot of shit to sift through.”

He doesn’t ask how Eddie knows he likes to snoop, but he takes the opportunity after getting express permission while Eddie leaves to grab them some drinks from the kitchen. There is a lot of stuff, like Eddie said, but not in a way that’s messy. Steve wouldn’t call his room messy, just maybe a little crowded. In the best way possible, though. It looks lived in. Like a lot of love went into creating this space just the way Eddie likes it. It’s comforting.

The one place Steve pays the closest attention to is the small desk, littered with crumpled papers, notebooks, maps of fantasy worlds Steve has never heard of, pens and pencils, dice, you name it. Looking through the papers, Steve sees most of them are notes about a new campaign he knows Eddie has been working on for the kids. Steve knows Eddie’s been pouring over it endlessly because Will is visiting for the whole summer and the kids begged Eddie to write a campaign and play with them, and Eddie wants to make it the best possible game for the kid.

When Eddie comes back into the room, Steve stops his snooping and sits on the edge of the bed.

Steve takes a look at Eddie’s desk every time he’s in his room, now. He likes to see what Eddie is working on, likes to be able to ask him about it and watch his face light up as he starts to talk about something he’s passionate about.

One day, Steve walks into Eddie’s room and sees the amount of crumpled notebook paper seems to have multiplied drastically. He normally wouldn’t un-crumple any of the thrown away ideas and stick to the ones currently being worked on, but the magnitude of papers littering the floor nags at his curiosity too much to leave them be. So he picks up a few of the balls of paper and smooths them out best he could to read what they say.

Most of the papers are filled with a litany of crossed-out words and phrases, sometimes whole paragraphs of text. After looking at each paper, Steve realizes they’re song lyrics. He knew Eddie wrote music for his band, but he still hadn’t heard any of their music. Not for lack of wanting to, simply because Eddie told him he’ll invite Steve to one of their shows when he’s comfortable. It hurt Steve a bit to know Eddie still wasn’t comfortable enough to show him his original music, but he also knows that music is much more sacred to Eddie than it’s ever been to himself.

The lyrics really stand out to Steve, though, and he tries to wrap his head around them. It looks like Eddie is struggling with one song in particular he wants to write, because the lyrics are similar but different on every page. It’s a song about someone, it looks like, and it almost sounds like a love song, but not the kind of pop-style love song Steve is accustomed to, of course.

Steve knows not every love song has to be about one person in particular, but he feels like he knows who Eddie is writing about. It’s on the tip of his tongue. He knows Eddie is writing about one specific person. Too many times are the lyrics hyper-specific, but those are always the ones that are crossed out. Many mentions of brown eyes, the way they style their hair, their lips. Comments about hands, necks. There’s even a long paragraph entirely crossed out detailing moments they’ve shared, and it sounds eerily familiar.

It’s a lyric on the last paper Steve grabbed from the floor that makes the realization hit him like a truck.

Matching scars across our skin

Can’t believe you let me in

There’s something crossed out so intensely Steve can’t read it, but he can read the lines right below it.

If you’re the king, I’ll let you reign

But loving you’s a losing game

Steve knows, immediately, who the song is about, and before he even has time to react to this new knowledge, Eddie is walking through the door to his room again.

As soon as his eyes land on Steve, he freezes. “You weren’t supposed to see those, Harrington.”

But Steve is looking at him with awe in his eyes. “Are you writing a song about me, Munson?” He means for it to come out more teasing, but his voice is soft. Almost shy.

Eddie pulls a chunk of his hair forward to cover his face, looking down and anywhere other than Steve. “Don’t be ridiculous. Me? Writing a song about King Steve?”

Steve smirks a little and walks closer to Eddie. Not too close, he doesn’t want to scare him away. There’s also a small seed of worry sitting in the back of his brain waiting to sprout that maybe, just maybe, he’s wrong about this. But he really hopes he’s right. “You know, you only bring out the King Steve shit when you’re too afraid to say what you’re really thinking.”

Eddie’s eyes widen and he looks at Steve in shock. “You… noticed something that specific?”

Steve just shrugs, closing the distance between them a little more, only about a foot and a half separating them now. “I notice a lot of things about you, Munson.”

Steve sees Eddie’s shoulders relax slightly from where they raised up closer to his ears. “If you’re just saying all this to pull a prank on me or something, that’s really fucked up, Steve.”

Steve quickly shakes his head. “I’m not. I promise I’m not, Eds. I would never.”

Eddie seems to be thinking really hard for a long moment, once again looking away from Steve. He fidgets with his rings a bit, spinning one slowly on one of his fingers. Steve’s eyes track the movement. Finally, Eddie looks at him again. “Fuck it.”

Eddie closes the distance between them, grabs Steve’s cheeks in both of his hands, and slams their lips together. It’s not a graceful kiss by any means, and not exactly what Steve had imagined their first kiss would be like. If he had imagined it before, which he definitely didn’t do, especially not every day. But regardless, it’s still one of the best kisses Steve’s ever had, and he’s had a lot. Everything about it is just so Eddie, he can’t even describe it. The gentle, almost shy hesitation he can feel mixed with the desperation of a man on his death bed. Steve wraps his arms around Eddie’s waist before they pull back, smiling at each other.

Eddie’s grin is almost blinding as his eyes scan over Steve’s face. “I’m almost finished with the final version of the song… you should come see us when we’re ready to play it.”

Steve’s eyes light up. “You mean I get to finally go see Corroded Coffin perform live?”

Eddie laughs. “Yes, that’s what I mean. I’ll let you know when we’ll play it for the first time. I’m not the singer, so you’ll have to hear Gareth singing about you, but at least you’ll know the lyrics are mine.”

Steve smiles, pressing a much softer and gentler kiss to his lips. “You’re more of a sap than I thought you’d be.”

“Oh, shut it, big boy.”

#steddie #bug writes #just a little thing i thought of and needed to get out there #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve likes to snoop!!#but eddie does too so its okay #i just really needed to write something about steve finding eddies lyrics #specifically lyrics about him!!!#also jesus i am not a songwriter please dont judge the lyrics too harshly i tried

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journen · 2 years

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Done for the “Kiss it better” prompt for the @codywankissbingo. Full bingo card under the cut!

This is my first fill. I was thinking about an au where Cody somehow survived everything and is maybe a part of the resistance people on Jabiim? Him and Obi-Wan reunite after the events of episode 3. It is tense at first seeing eachother again after so long, but Cody helps with his recovery from Vader burning him. 🥺

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transexualpirate · 3 months

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ok but here's the thing. if you look deep enough into any asshole you're bound to find some amount of gross shit. it doesn't necessarily mean they haven't washed their ass. it does mean that you're creeping into other's butts. do you understand what i mean

#this is deep and profound in my head #im so tired and on (PRESCRIBED!!!) opioids rn so dont judge me too harshly. please #mine #not to be taken seriously

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mybikeasmypride · 2 years

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Life Preserver

A Domino x Seeker fic

Some hurt/comfort as well as cute flirting

Another dawn, another day of playing manager/cat wrangler. Though, honestly, I'm still getting my bearings after the emotional roller coaster of the past few weeks. I'd agreed to a more relaxed schedule, but I was still in a state of constant turmoil from the most recent revelation of the truth behind the charity match at Pengy Land. Domino, being so good at reading people, noticed this and invited me out dancing to help unwind. Honestly, an escape sounded good, even if it was temporary, anxiety-inducing crowds be damned.

Thankfully he took me to one of the 'smaller' clubs. We found an empty table and sat down. The room was lit with neon pink and purple lighting and the music was thumping and everyone was dancing as if it was their last day on earth.

Domino catches my eye and I bite my lip feeling my cheeks flush. I think I might have seen him flush too but with the lighting, it's hard to be certain. I can't help but get the warm fuzzies whenever our eyes meet or he gives me one of those private smiles. Not the ones he usually wears when engaging with people, but a smile full of warmth. I get so flustered and embarrassed it's hard to keep my head straight. I don't know what to do. So, I do what I've always done best, crack jokes to lighten the mood or enjoy polite and safe conversation. Honestly, some of the feelings I've been getting feel similar to the rush I felt whenever I was around my rival. That rush of adrenaline, that heat I just can't seem to quell, where fight or flight kicks in as the roaring wave comes in ready to crash over me. I shake my head trying to clear it. No sense getting wrapped up in my own head, I need to focus on the here and now.

“I'll grab us some drinks,” Domino offers. “What'll your poison be tonight?”

“Surprise me,” I reply with a grin.

He smirks and I squee a little inside. “Adventurous, are we? Don't go regretting that decision later.”

As he scoots off to get the beverages I take a glance around the room. It isn't exactly my scene, but I'm steadily getting used to crowds. Maybe someday I might even... whaaaaaaat the heck is my rival doing here???

For a moment I pray it's the trick of the light, but no. I don't know anyone else who wears cockiness like a three-piece suit. Forget speak of the devil, just thinking about Hunter caused him to manifest! My heart speeds double time, an unfortunate habit by this point. I'd been crushing on Hunter for a long time, long before I met the GCF crew. Turns out just because I found feelings for someone else, those old feelings aren't magically erased.

Before our eyes can connect and hurriedly look away and pretend I don't notice him. For a few, heart-pounding seconds, I think it worked.

“Seeker,” I hear my rival say right above me. “We need to talk.”

“Seeker is not here,” I say in a robotic voice. “Please leave a message at the sound of the--”

I'm cut off when his hand thumps down onto the table, cutting me off. “I'm serious,” he says, and when I chance a glance up, he looks it. “In private. Please?”

I take a quick look around for Domino, but he's still across the room at the bar getting drinks. I look to Hunter, frowning. Perhaps I might get some insight into what happened that day at the charity event. If he went out of his way to come looking for me and this wasn't just some wild coincidence, it couldn't hurt to at least hear him out. “Fine.”

Hunter leads me just outside into the neighboring alley. Before I could open my mouth to ask what this is about, he pulls me into a tight hug. My cheeks flame and I instinctively squirm out of his grip.

“Whoa, hold the phone,” I say putting at least an arm's length of space between us.

'What?” Hunter says, his usual smirk back in place. The one that always made me giddy inside. “Am I not allowed a friendly greeting?”

I fold my arms across my chest. “Last we spoke you said we were at war. Your words, not mine.”

He places a hand on his hip, while the other rubbed sheepishly at his neck. “Come on, you know how things get in the heat of the moment.” His eyes meet mine and his voice becomes husky. “We've been dancing this dance a long time, you and I.”

Maybe too long. “Why are you here?” I demand, trying to sound annoyed.

He takes a couple of steps toward me and my knees lock up. The wave that is Hunter is slowly crashing down around me. “I wanted to check up on you. One of your teammates came by and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

“You couldn't just call me like a normal person?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

“It's not that simple.”

“Nothing ever is with you.”

His face hardens and he takes another step toward me and I immediately step back. Right into a wall. Before I can move out of the way Hunter places both hands on either side of me, trapping me against the wall. My heart is thumping wildly, my face flushing at the proximity. All it would take is one little shift and our bodies would be touching.

“Let me keep it simple then,” Hunter said, voice low. “I want you to leave your team and join me in team P2W.”

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure Valkyrie doesn't want me on her team,” I say flatly.

Hunter smirks. “She actually sent me to invite you since you and I are so... close,” he butters that last word.

It's hard for me to swallow. Hard to think. A quick glance around tells me there's no one in sight.

"Come on, Seeker." Hunter reaches up, toying with a strand of my hair like he always does when he wants to be playful. “Watching you faff about with this team is cute but it's getting old. You belong with the winners. You belong with me.” The implication of those words sends another rush of heat to my face. Hunter shifts closer and I can feel his body against mine.

I want to push him away but I'm not the gutsy sort. Instead, I try to gently nudge him to get the point across. “I'm not just abandoning them. They are my team. My friends.”

He doesn't take the hint. Hunter just keeps pushing. “You say that yet every chance you get, you reach out to me, approach me. And don't say it's because we're friends. I know the truth. I know how you make how I make you feel. And if you come with me I can make you feel so much more.”

I can feel his breath on my face and my body once more freezes. I think of Domino, all of his warm smiles, his off-color jokes that make me smile, and I can't take any pleasure in this. Hunter leans in and in a blind panic I shove him and he stumbles back looking shocked.

“Ahem.”

A very audible throat-clearing causes Hunter to jump but when he sees Domino his face falls into a disgruntled frown. “Oh,” he says folding his arms. “It's just you.”

“Yep, just me,” Domino says, his usual grin plastered on his face. I feel so mortified I can't even bring myself to meet his eyes. “Gonna have to ask you to stop harassing our manager.”

“I wasn't harassing her,” Hunter rebuffs. “We were just chatting. Isn't that right Seeker?”

I don't answer. I feel so ashamed I want to melt like a puddle and evaporate.

“You know, it's so sad,” Domino says with a sigh.

“What's that?” Hunter asks.

“You. You're just so incredibly sad,” Domino says his voice slipping into a dark place as a familiar, rictus grin slides into place. “You're so desperate to keep Seeker around, so terrified that one day she'll wake up and realize she doesn't need you in her life. And you know full well how absolutely kindhearted and charming she is, how she could get anyone if she put her heart into it. So, you dangle yourself like a piece of meat, give her just enough positive attention before snatching it away, and you play this sad pathetic game again and again in the hopes that she won't leave you. Because if she doesn't care about you, well, THeN WhO WilL?” Domino straightens up as Hunter gapes at him in horror, for once at a loss for words. “Also your haircut looks dumb,” he caps off simply.

I clap a hand over my mouth to keep a snort in. While I'm not sure how to feel about Domino dressing down my rival like that, I'm a little shocked at what I hear. Domino speaks truths, even the ugly ones people would rather keep buried and hidden.

Hunter's expression goes from horror to rage, his face redder than I have ever seen it. “I don't know why Seeker bothers to hang out with a bunch of losers. But you, you think you have any real chance with her? You're just some psychotic weirdo.”

“Hey!”

Both of them jump in surprise at my exclamation. Heck, I'm surprised at myself. But I keep the train rolling turning to my rival with a stern glare. “Say what you will about me, whatever, I'll brush it off like I always do. But you do NOT badmouth my team or my friends.”

“I thought we were friends,” Hunter says, his expression turning sullen.

“So did I,” I mutter holding my arms tightly. “Maybe we shouldn't be.”

Hunter's eyes widen and for once he looks genuinely rattled by my words. “Seeker... no, please...” He bites his lip as though fighting with himself. He wants to say more but can't. His eyes are pleading.

“Please just do us both a favor and go,” I say firmly. “I'll decide whether or not I want to talk to you later. You can tell Valkyrie I'll accept her invitation but I better not see you.”

He looks dejected but I don't allow myself to buckle. Not this time. He shoots a venomous look at Domino before making a swift exit. Once he was gone it was just me and Domino. Miraculously enough no one else seemed to have it notice the altercation. Good, I don't think I could take anymore embarrassment this evening.

With my rival gone I can feel the adrenaline draining away leaving me feeling exhausted and shaky. Domino locks eyes with me and rather than looking judgmental he looks concerned.

“I know I've said it before that it's a loaded question but... are you okay?” he asks softly.

“Fine, perfectly hunky-dory.” I try to step, stumble on my shaky legs, then fall back against the wall I was previously pinned against. I slide down onto the ground. “I just need to sit for a minute.”

“We can just go home if you want.”

“No, please,” I say quickly. “I don't... I don't want them to see me like this.” I don't like showing weakness. It's so much easier to just laugh things off. But I know I can trust Domino. We've both seen each other at our lowest points. Still, I feel so weak, my body shivering even though it's not that cold. Domino slips his jacket off and drapes it over me before slumping down beside me. It's a small gesture, tender and caring, so very Domino. I hug the jacket around me. One of his few worldly possessions and he's sharing it with me.

“Sorry for... well, I know I tend to handle these things with all the grace of a kaiju in a bustling metropolis,” he mumbles.

“No, I'm glad you did what you did. I just wish you hadn't seen me like that.”

“Like what exactly?” he asks looking genuinely confused.

“Like such a pushover,” I mutter, hugging the jacket tightly around myself. It smells like the pleasant aroma of laundry detergent. “For the longest time, it was just Hunter and me. Us against the world. I never had the confidence he did, not a social butterfly, crowds of people make me nervous, so I tended to be a shut-in. But Hunter, he was always there. He stuck with me and even though he changed and his playful jabs started to hurt, I stuck with him because... because..."

“Because he was all you had,” Domino finishes.

I nod hugging my knees to my chest.

“But that's not true at present, yes? You got us, as dysfunctional of a family as we might be,” Domino pointed out. “Yet you seem to keep drifting back to him.”

I groan. “You noticed that, huh?”

Domino rubs the back of his neck looking guilty. “I noticed, much like me, you tend to sneak away for some alone time. A few times I got worried I went looking for you and saw you with him. I swear I wasn't trying to be a creep about it. Just... you were always checking in with me and I wanted to return the favor.”

I didn't feel off-put by the news, but rather flattered, and then embarrassed because it means Domino saw me with Hunter. Saw how helpless I was against those charms. But as I opened my mouth to explain myself he headed me off.

“You don't have to explain yourself to me. You haven't done anything wrong. So no need to justify anything.”

It certainly feels like I did something wrong. I sigh heavily. “I guess the best way I can describe it is... Hunter is an old habit. Familiar.”

“And there's comfort in the familiar.” Domino nods in understanding. “I get it. I'll admit when you came in like a Wrecking Ball, shaking up our lives, I was a bit hesitant at the prospect of change. But, well, just by our first conversation I knew you were a good and genuine person. Someone I wanted to have in my corner.”

“And charming?” I ask playfully, recalling his earlier words.

I see a hint of a blush on his cheeks. “I was merely pointing out how he perceived you.” he cocks his head to look at me. “But if we're being brutally honest, yes, I find you to be an absolute delight.”

The compliment was sincere. It didn't feel like a lure meant to keep me around. Domino's shear warmth felt so comforting compared to Hunter's hot and cold routine. “He's right though. I keep coming back again and again.”

“Quite the opposite actually. He's the one who keeps coming back to you,” Domino says matter of factly. “I know people. I am really good at reading people. And my read from him is that he is obsessed with two things and two things only. Winning and you. Whatever his excuses might be, he's the one who keeps putting himself on your radar in the hopes that you'll approach him because when it comes down to it you are a truly kind and caring person. It's that willingness to reach out a helping hand to others that really drew me to you.” He places his hand near mine, but not quite making contact, allowing me that choice. “I want you to know, in no uncertain terms, you joining our little group, our family, has been the best experience of my life.”

“I feel the same.” My fingers close the distance and I grasp his hand. “Mind if I borrow your shoulder?”

“Only if I can have it back. Would probably be hard to play shmups with only one shoulder.” He blushes again then says, “But anytime you need it, it's all yours.”

I chuckle in order to cover the fierce blush as I rest my head on the curve of his shoulder. “I'm glad you showed up,” I murmur.

“Well, I could hardly ignore it when you messaged me for help,” he says simply.

This statement gives me pause. I never messaged him. Didn't have the chance to. It must have been Iris. She knew I needed help and she got it for me. I'll need to remember to thank her later. Domino and I spent a few quiet minutes like that until I feel fully calmed down.

“Thanks for everything. I'm feeling okay now.” I stand up, offering him a hand, and return his jacket. “Our date isn't ruined, is it?”

“It will take a lot more than that for me to not want to spend my entire evening with you,” Domino says with a playful smirk.

I laugh because being happy and being at ease is just so easy around him. Domino slips on his jacket and offers his hand. I take it and we head back inside to continue our date. I feel so much lighter my mind refocused. If Hunter is a wave, Domino is a life preserver. With him in my life, I'm not worried about being dragged under.

#arcade spirits #arcade spirits: the new challengers #domino #seeker #hunter #domino x seeker #i have not written fanfic in years so #please dont judge me too harshly #i just really wanted to see Domino tear Hunter a new one #at least the cocky mean version

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lungthief · 2 years

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I FOUND IT

This fanart was my personality for longer than I’d like to admit

i am so glad that u liked it omg. never in a million years did i think i would have a reason to redraw this one

#the coloring on that piece is so tragic. I was literally 13 y’all please dont judge it too harshly #ri answers #also i know mr. sandman is the widely accepted killjoy name 4 pete but im a proponent of young blood myself #my art

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professional-introvertist · 1 year

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a thing i wrote

You watch people, your whole life. Never saying anything. Most particularly that one person. The one who chooses you. Sometimes new people, but mostly just one.

You have a wonderful view of her life. And yet, you also don’t. So much happens when she’s not under the small box of space you’re able to observe.

You watch from when she’s three years old, first discovering your square of space. She decides what color the walls beside you will be, where her race car bed will be placed, where her pretty white desk will be, and where her mountains of records will go.

You watch when she’s ten, discovering that she has new feelings for people, yet confusion takes her over as they’re not the people she always thought she’d have new feelings for. You watch as she cries, talking to herself thinking no one can hear. But you can. You watch as she looks in the mirror at her body, the one she hates and yet you love. Because it’s her, and you love everything about her. She’s the one you watched, for years and years. You watch as she grows, telling no one of the feelings inside of her until her friend finally finds out and you can see a weight lifted off her shoulders as she cries into his arms.

You watch as she finally tells her parents about her special friend, not the one they think it is, and she returns to you, below, crying in the late hours of the night when she should be asleep, thinking no one hears. But you do. You hear her cry because of the things people say, the things she says to herself. And you hate it. You hate it so much.

You watch later as she shrieks when she texts her first, and tears stream down her face as she learns that she feels the same way. You watch as her mom walks in and asks who she’s talking to and she says the name–the special name–and you see her mother's eyes narrow before she stalks out, leaving her alone in this small box with no one except you. But she doesn’t even know you’re there.

It’s better that way, you tell yourself. It’s better for you to watch.

But it hurts you too when you know all she needs, the girl you’ve watched cry, laugh, ache, long, for so long, is for someone to love her.

And you watch now, as she packs her things, feeling an ache in your heart, knowing that once she leaves you won’t see her again. She won’t be coming back. Because why would she? This place has brought her so much heartache. You know that better than anyone. You watched her cry, trying not to let anyone hear, because she didn’t think anyone would care.

But you did.

And you’ll miss her, you’ll miss her every day for the rest of your life. But you’ll also know.

She’s better off away from you.

#gay #gay writing #writers of tumblr #idk if this makes sense #i wrote it at like 2am so dont judge too harshly please

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that-bitttch · 1 year

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Hidden Truth- extract

Hi All, Beanie here, with chapter one of my newest fic complete! I wanted to post an extract here, so people can see if they want to read it, and just to get opinions on my writing style! Hope you all enjoy it! It is a BSD fic, and it is going to be quite dark, just a warning! It is why I am not posting it fully on here, and only an extract!

Warnings for the extract/chapter one- Canon typical warnings. M*ri is his own warning. Child abuse. minor character death (OC of Dazai's mother).

-Beanie :)

Chapter One:

Dazai was nine when he first crossed paths with Mori, and in his opinion, that was the mistake that sealed his fate. Rain was gently drizzling, and it was early enough in the morning for the usual bustle of people to be missing. It was quiet, which Dazai found, he did not mind at all. When it was loud that meant people were around, and with people came pain. At least, that was his experience with life.

His early years were filled with suffering, much like his future. Born in the poorer side of town, Dazai was extremely familiar with the feelings of hunger and cold, of getting into scraps for clean water. He had no issue with this, for at least he had clothes, and a roof over his head.

No, instead it was his father that he despised. For the most part, he had abandoned his mother and him, leaving them to rot. Used and abused. The only reason Dazai had even met the man was because a DNA test was taken for him the second his mother claimed who the father was on her deathbed. And what a revelation that was, to discover. Tsushima Oboro was his name, and at the time of their meeting, he was the infamous boss of Yokohama's Port Mafia. Crazy, and feared by many, there was nothing that man would not do.

Dazai’s mother was a prostitute, barely making ends meet when the two.. Met. She became a favourite of his, because of her doe eyes and curly hair, and they met so frequently that she managed to get just enough in her savings to help her survive until after her pregnancy, when she could begin to work again. When Tsushima discovered the pregnancy, he grew bored of her, and moved on to another girl. She then raised Dazai under her maiden name, rather than be associated with the Tsushima name, which he grew up to be very thankful of.

His mother was the first, and one of the few, that Dazai could ever honestly say he loved in his life. She cared for him, and loved him, and protected him. She provided for him, and suffered so he would not. He spent his mornings trotting after her, as she cleaned and did general housework, and taught him. She encouraged his active mind, and stole upper class newspapers for him to study once he outgrew her level. She gave warm hugs, and loved to sing whenever she could. She was kind and sassy and he loved her with everything he had.

Which was why it was so devastating when she died. Dazai was eight, and despite his young age, understood exactly what had happened. There was no funeral, no other mourners, and Dazai was distraught. He never did discover how she died, but he had a few guesses. He did not have time to mourn for long though, much to his anger. For Tsushima had decided he was to be taken in, and moulded to be the perfect heir, as he had no other children.

It was horrible, at the time, to be in his place. Admittedly, later, he would find himself longing, for those days were more bearable, but for the moment, all he wanted was to leave. His mother was gone, and he had never felt so alone. There was no singing, no lively presence. Instead, he was placed in the care of a madman, and his men. At least he had Hirotsu, he supposed, trying to look out for him whenever he could.

Tsushima was cruel, and not just to people who wronged him. The slightest instance could set him into a rage, and God forbid anyone get in his way then. His favourite target in those moods was Dazai, whom he inflicted beatings and pain under the guise of training. Lashes, and stabbings, and baseball bats to his bones. He even gave him a concussion so bad that he lost most of the sight in his eye, and that is where his use of bandages came in. Dazai found himself losing all of his will to live, with every passing day, and becoming apathetic to everyone’s plights. He spent his days reading, or training, or playing chess with Hirotsu.

He spent his time like this for a year, until he decided he was done with it. He was sheltered for the most part, with only his fathers trusted advisors and men for training knowing of him, and Dazai was bored. What meaning was there to this lowly life, of pain and boredom? He had nothing.

It was this that led him to where the story truly begins, on a rainy day, on a quiet bridge. He had slipped past the guards, with a knife he stole from the kitchens. He would have just jumped from the roof, but unfortunately for him, the rooftop was fenced, and he was too small to yet climb them. Hence, his next best option, slitting his wrists. He had sat on the edge, with the blood pouring, dripping down into the water below, when he was found by the doctor himself.

“I see you have found yourself in a slight predicament, young one,” the Doctor had said, stepping closer, under Dazai’s watchful eye, and frowning down at his bloody wrists. Holding out a hand, he stayed until Dazai had agreed to give him his arms, and he proceeded to clean and bandage them. Apparently, he had not cut deep enough for it to be a big enough problem, which was a shame, but it meant it was over with quickly.

Later, Dazai would realise that their meeting was not, in fact, accidental, merely staged as part of Mori’s plan to usurp his father. But for the moment, he was curious about this strange doctor who did not ask for anything, who showed some odd concern, who did not ask questions. He let him make polite conversation, even if he did not respond himself, and found out his name, Mori Ougai. Who worked for his father as his doctor, and that he had recognised him from a photograph when he helped with the DNA testing.

And with that meeting, the wheels of fate were set into motion, with step one of Mori’s plan complete, and Dazai’s interest piqued. This is his first mistake.

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herlittlebunnyboy · 2 months

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Tagged by @scream-qu33n2810

Last song listened to: damn I love some watsky. No matter what mood I'm in he always pops up in my recents

Current favorite song: lol forgive me for this one but I was born and partially raised in the bay so it still has its claws in me so too short, cube, snoop and 40 one one track? Yikes but it does take me back

Song of my choice: Easily one of my most played songs ever, this was my jam when I was in highschool and I still love listening to it now along with that whole cd and yes not only do I have the cd still but it's in my jeeps cd player at this moment

Tagging: @prince-of-goths, @lovelydommommy, @freerangecryptids and @dreamgirleviil

#Spotify #lol please dont judge me too harshly here #I have a very eclectic taste in music so my shit is all over the place.#if you think these three are odd you should see the randomized playlist i get #musical whiplash #bunny thoughts

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allylikethecat · 8 months

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So a while back a nice anon sent me a smut prompt list and asked if I would be willing to fill any of them. Because I am a perpetual people pleaser I said sure, reblogged it, and then people sent some prompts my way. I am not a smut writer. I am not good at it, which is funny considering how much spicy literature I consume both in terms of fanfiction and in books - I am literally the "Spicy Tok" expert at my store. I wish I was good at it, and I am trying really, really, really hard (ha) BUT I know my strengths and writing smut is not one of them. However, I also don't know when to quit and back down from a challenge so I will be posting that first smut prompt fill tomorrow - I just ask please be kind and don't judge me too harshly or make fun of me too much - I really did try 😂

#allylikethecat #the ally status update no one asked for #prompt fills #smut prompt fills #smut prompts #please dont judge my writing too harshly i promise i tried #i know im not good at it and i am not pretending to be #but it was a new challenge and i was excited to attempt it #there are a lot of awesome people who can and will do this better than me #but the nice anons sent them my way so i am trying #pain suffering angst and hurt comfort is more my wheelhouse #but this was a learning experience #just because you can read spicy material #and take part in spicy activities as an adult in your real life #does not mean you can write spice hahaha #the one and only other time i tried to write and post something remotely spicy #someone left the bookmark note “great build up sub par porn”#and that traumatized me haha #and gave me even more a complex than i already had #keep it kind

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everythingne · 3 months

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log out! (akin to a pride verse) (ls2)

a collection of times reina posts on her .jpg account, and one time she accidentally forgets to log out of her main.

warnings/notes: mentioned drunkeness, jokes about sex, will i keep them a couple or just besties?? i dunno, stay tuned !

reitanaka.jpg made a new post! (private account)

liked by logansargeant, maxverstappen, oscarpiastri, and 108 others...

reitanaka.jpg: logan sushi weekend!!! (we are drunk on soju!!!)

maxverstappen: oh?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: hehe •̀⩊•́

logansargeant: i need everyone to know that ribbon cut off the circulation to my finger

olliebearman: REINA MIYOKO TANAKA MATSUMOTO.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: NO NONO OLLIE STOP IT STOP SHUT UP STIP TALKING SHUT THEFUCK UP

⤷ olliebearman; OHHHH PH MY GODDDD IM TELLING RENÉ

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: CRASH INTO A WALL. DNF AT UR HOME RACE. FUCK YOU.

liamlawson: oh ive been waiting for this

kimiantionelli: so when are we debriefing about this. bc i know you want ur ‘pre race debrief.’

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: UGH. monte carlo. find my room when u land ig

logansargeant: oh so suddenly i’m NOT ALLOWED to hang out with my bestie without it being seen as weird.

⤷ oscarpiastri: logan. u are shirtless in one of those photos.

⤷ logansargeant: I WAS HOT. WE DID CARDIO.

⤷ alexalbon: what kind of cardio?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: this isnt very buddist of u alex.

⤷ oscarpiastri: rei shut up im w alex on this one.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: im gonna block u both.

maxverstappen: i’m so intrigued.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: max close ur eyes

danielricciardo: absolutely crying my eyes out over these comments

oscarpiastri: 'omg why does everyone think we're dating!!!" LOOK AT YOU.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: @ lilyzneimer hes being meannn

⤷ lilyznemier: os knock it off

⤷ oscarpiastri: REI DONT USE MY GIRLFRIEND AGAINST ME??

reitanaka.jpg made a new post!

liked by kellypiquet, maxverstappen, logansargeant, and 120 others

reitanaka.jpg: drunk and thinking ab the weekend i babysat p and vics kids and now im missing them. guys look at how cute they are. LUCA karting w ME??? sobbing.

oscarpiastri: just so everyone who is not here knows, she is literally drunk crying into her phone rn

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: oscar im gonna crashgate u

⤷ oscarpiastri: WOOAAAHH WOAHHHH WOAHHHH

⤷ logansargeant: SCREENSHOTTED.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: i’m gonna send max after you both

⤷ maxverstappen: pls i’m gonna get fined

kellypiquet: penelope won’t stop talking about you. please come back to monaco soon she might lose it.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: booking a flight rn

⤷ maxverstappen: reina i will fly u out

⤷ logansargeant: both of u pls she is trying to pack a bag while drunk as hell and my stomach hurts from laughing at her failing

⤷ reinatanaka.jpg: im gonna bite youloghan

⤷ logansargeant: please not again.

⤷ maxverstappen: AGAIN?

⤷ logansargeant: shes a biter when

⤷ maxverstappen: when?

⤷ logansargeant: no nevermind im realizing i should censor myself in front of u

⤷ oscarpiastri: logan stop talking.

maxverstappen: two days later and im still trying to figure out what logan means here.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: yeah max i bite him. are u gonna judge me for that? muscles are fun to bite

⤷ maxverstappen: im judging you very harshly.

⤷ kellypiquet: no i do it too reina (we have discussed this at length)

⤷ maxverstappen: wait a fucking second.

⤷ kellypiquet: ive said too much. he has connected the dots. godspeed logan.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: KELLY HOW COULD U DO THIS TO US

⤷ danielricciardo: oh max is just now realizing???

⤷ logansargeant: im never showing my face around red bull again

⤷ maxverstappen: logan.

⤷ logansargeant: nope !

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reitanaka.jpg: @ logansargeant stop playing ur stupid sim and ake jelloshots w me pookie <3

maxverstappen: i watched her pull all of these out of her camera roll.

⤷ maxverstappen: she also has many shirtless photos of him.

⤷ liamlawson: yeah ive seen logans camera roll

⤷ reitanaka: LIAM LAWSON SHUT THE FUCK UP.

⤷ maxverstappen: oh god.

felipedrugovich: did not need this on my TL !

⤷ theopourchaire: be blessed u werent on the phone w liam when she dropped this post

⤷ zackosullivan: LMAOOO PRAYERS FOR YOU

arthurleclerc: HELLO????? HELLOOOOO????

logansargeant: WHERE DO YOU FIND THESE????

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: my pookies on pinterest

lilymhe: ur so real for this babe (i need alex ones)

⤷ lilyzneimer: me too i can never find funny oscar posts :(

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: both of u give me ur pinterests i have albums saved for each driver i know

⤷ lilymhe: YESSSS

oscarpiastri: THIS IS THE MOST INCRIMINATING SHIT REINA

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: ignoring u for my mental health

kimiantionelli: the fourth one??? fourth one??

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: go away bitch

liamlawson: this is criminal. ur actually sick in the head.

⤷ logansargeant: help me

⤷ liamlawson: nah man u did this to urself.

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reitanaka.jpg: test ride (him or the car?)

oscarpiastri: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU GUYS ACTUALLY ARE INSANE

jakcrawford: NO SHOT

richardverschoor: is this a 'slay'

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: omg richie u did it <3

maxverstappen: WOAH WHAT?

maxverstappen: REINA THE CAPTION?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: MAX LOOK AWAY

⤷ maxverstappen: NO WHAT THE FUCK

⤷ danielricciardo: REINA RUN.

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: i cant. (i was serious about the caption)

⤷ danielricciardo: OH MY FUCKING GOD REINA

⤷ maxverstappen: REINA PLEASE THERE ARE THINGS WE DONT NEED TO KNOW

liamlawson: GO REI GO GO GO !!!!!!!!

olliebearman: REINAWHAT THE FUCK YOUDIDNT TELL ME THIS WAS HAPPENING??

⤷ kimiantionelli: imagine

⤷ olliebearman: @ reitanaka.jpg YOU TOLD HIM AND NOT ME?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: this is for being a cunt yesterday

logansargeant: i apologize in advance to everyone. we are going to be unsufferable.

theopourchaire: GOD THESE COMMENTS

reitanaka.jpg made a new post!

liked by francocolapinto, olliebearman, logansargeant, and 111 others...

reitanaka.jpg: this is my official soft launch even though i know u all know now

kellypiquet: penelope is sad she has to share u now

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: she always comes first

logansargeant: who is this tall fellow?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: shut the fuck up

liamlawson: we KNOW

jakehughes: ur comments are a hard launch

alexalbon: I TOOK THE SECOND ONE!!!!

⤷ lilymhe: no the FUCK you did not. I DID.

⤷ alexalbon: IT WAS ON MY PHONE

⤷ lilymhe: I CLICKED THE BUTTON

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: ladies ur both beautiful stfu.

juanmcorrea: wait u guys weren't already dating??

theopourchaire: you dont even need to soft launch anything

olliebearman: notice how max is just. not here?

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: he lost priv account privileges bc he stole my kit kat

⤷ olliebearman: damn fair enough

reitanaka.jpg made a new post!

liked by logansargeant, lilymhe, olliebearman and 210 others...

reitanaka.jpg: GUYYSSSIM SO IN LOVEWITH MY BOYFRIENF!!! P3 BABY GO MJAMIIII!!!!!! NIAMI!!! RAAAAHHHH

maxverstappen: rei where are you??

⤷ logansargeant: dw shes currently laying face first giggling into my chest, she keeps calling me pookie and idk what to do

⤷ maxverstappen: gl when she starts to cry bc she loves u

⤷ logansargeant: what.

⤷ logansargeant: MAX HELP???

⤷ maxverstappen: lol

theopourchaire: LOGAN P3 RAHHH

alexalbon: lily and rei are crying together this is rlly funny

liamlawson: omg pookie <3

⤷ logansargeant: im kicking you in the balls next time i see you

⤷ liamlawson: not if i kick u first

oscarpiastri: most unserious hard launch ever reina

zackosullivan: why is he scared in the first one???

olliebearman: @ kimiantionelli u owe me

⤷ kimiantonelli: wtf.

richardverschoor: ofc reina posts the funny one first and the nice ones second

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: gorrakeep hisego smaller thsn his dick

⤷ richardverschoor: drink some water rei

⤷ reitanaka.jpg: SOHU 11111

danielricciardo: godspeed logan!

reinamatsumoto made a new post!

liked by oscarpiastri, logansargeant, maxverstappen and 5k others...

reinamatsumoto: breaking news on the jpg account ! jealous logan takes hot and sexy girlfriend reina on impromptu beach trip after reporter flirts with her ! more after the race!

maxverstappen: REINA THIS IS YOUR MAIN ACCOUNT

oscarpiastri: OH MY GOD REINA

lilymhe: BABE THIS IS PUBLIC

maxverstappen: REINA

logansargeant: REINA

olliebearman: UH OH

kimiantionelli: IMSPRINTING THROUGH THE GARAGE!!!

landonorris: NOOOO REINA!!!!!!

logansargeant: REINA NO

logansargeant: REINA DELETE THIS

carlossainz: oh hello logan!

charlesleclerc: @ arthurleclerc ??????

⤷ arthurleclerc: ur not on the jpg. u dont get it.

⤷ charlesleclerc: what the fuck i want jpg privileges.

kellypiquet: good luck prema and williams PR (do not hire me to help)

premaracing: UH. SO??? @ williamsracing

⤷ williamsracing: OH. HEYYYY??? (we are sprinting to find logan)

⤷ logansargeant: I DONT HAVE HER LOGIN WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO???

⤷ premaracing: OH MY GOD I HAVE HER LOG IN

⤷ logansargeant: PREMA ADMIN GO GO GO GO

theopourchaire: @ logansargeant LOGAN DO SOMETHING???

⤷ logansargeant: SHES IN LONDON. IM IN FUCKING VEGAS.

danielricciardo: OH MY GOD IM LOSING IT

gerihorner: well this is new! congrats!

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reinamatsumoto made a new post!

liked by williamsracing, logansargeant, gerihorner, and 560k others

reinamatsumoto: the williams double date y'all have been waiting for (and totally my hard launch of logan what are u guys talking about?)

tagged: logansargeant, lilymhe, alexalbon

user has limited comments on this post!

gerihorner: so cute rei <3!!!

user1: yes reina this is the only post you have made.

user2: MY PARENTS!!!!

williamsracing: we love our healthy couples! (this is the only post you have made about logan.)

hanatanaka: [glad you're happy !!]

liamlawson: logan has escaped jpg jail (i did not)

⤷ reinamatsumoto: LIAM.

⤷ logansargeant: imagine not making it to the main account

⤷ reinamatsumoto: LOGAN.

⤷ user4: OH MY GOD?

user3: does he have the red bull seal of approval?

⤷ redbullracing: begrudgingly.

logansargeant: love u

⤷ reinamatsumoto: love u too pookie

⤷ logansargeant: STOP WITH POOKIE.

maxverstappen: surprised i dont see more shirtless logan w how many pics of him u have in ur camera roll

⤷ reinamatsumoto: MAX EMILIAN VERSTAPPEN SHUT THE FUCK UP

⤷ user5: MAX CALLING HER OUT!!!!!!

arthurleclerc: ive been WAITING.

olliebearman: oh finally ur public (it has been several months.)

oscarpiastri: wheres OUR double date?? @ logansargeant

⤷ logansargeant: BRING LILY TO LONDON!!!

⤷ lilyzneimer: yeah osc wtf??

⤷ reinamatsumoto: GET HIS ASS LILY!!!

#f1 fanfic #f1 smau #logan sargeant fic #logan sargeant fanfic #logan sargeant smau #formula one fanfiction

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ilobehwanghyunjin · 8 months

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I'm sorry but I can't get the thought out of my head where you picked out his outfit and he wants to reward you😋🙏.

Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings; smut, making out, cūm, and praises<33

This was the last day you and hyunjin were gonna be apart. He called you and told you to help him because. OBVIOUSLY. Your the best person to go to for fashion advice 😻.

When you saw the pictures of him in that outfit... You couldn't help but touch yourself. (Look at him he's just so fine.)

Unfortunately.. He came home a little too early. But fortunately.. you heard him come in. You quickly pulled up your pants, unsatisfied because you weren't able to finish.

When he saw you in those tiny shorts and tight-fitted tank top he immediately got hard. He just thought you looked so fuckable like that.

He sprinted over to your side of the bed, picked you up, and harshly kissed you. (I mean, can you blame him.) His hands went down to your ass and squeezed it, making you moan into the kiss.

He laid you down, laying between your legs.

And paused the kiss to take off his and your shirt. Still struggling to unbuckle his belt. (He eventually got it off💀) Putting his hands and the waistband of your pants and pulling them down. And quickly bottoming you out. You both hiss at the stretch but it felt so good he couldn't resist himself. Pounding into you relentlessly. "Fuck. I missed y-you so damn much." "I missed this right little cun- fuck." He always has a smart way with words.. making you clench around his cock, he's gonna combust at this rate.

With how loud both of you are moaning, your sure the neighbors could hear. He's struggling to not cum.

"P-please baby, can you cum for me?" Bringing his hand down to toy with you clit. You moan loudly from the overstimulation. "I-Im CUMMING" He speeds up his place riding you throughout your orgasm following yours. He mutters a "Shit." As he cums.

Kisses your lips so softly as if he was going to break your fragile body. Cupping your small body. Muttering "thanks you"'s and "I love you"'s slowly falling asleep.

THIS WAS MY FIRST FANFIC!! DONT JUDGE😔🙏.

#skz hyunjin #skz x reader #skz imagines #skz fanfic #skz smut #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x female reader #Hyunjin #hwang hyunjin smut #Hwang hyunjin

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zanderzlqve · 8 days

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Kiribaku!

I love these two sm-! this is my first time trying this kind of digital art so please dont judge too harshly i did try my best🥲

#my hero academia #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #mha fanart #bnha bakugou #bnha fanart #my hero academia fanart

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pastanest · 1 year

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A/N: if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post.

Brienne x gender neutral!reader

Brienne x short!S/O

- so given that in the show Brienne is a staggering 6’3, the majority of the population will be dwarfed by her unless they have some giant’s blood

- however, people who are already deemed short by the rest of the world (dont bother standing up, we wont be seen ✌🏻😔), are PARTICULARLY short in comparison to Lady Brienne of Tarth

- while Brienne makes a point to not judge people on their physical appearances, as so many have done so harshly to her, she does notice your height or lackthereof

- and as much as she tries her hardest to not make any assumptions about you, she cannot help the natural protective instinct through which she views you as maybe just a little more fragile than she is

- but she would never tell you that

- until you are married or something probably

- Brienne has never spent so much time so close with someone of your stature and she admires the ways in which you have adapted the world around you to meet your needs. your ability to climb and reach things that she can grab with minimal effort, the length of time you can spend on your tiptoes to see over things that are in your way, how quickly you can find a solution to the problems your height presents to you

- she admires your resilience and finds it very endearing, she could watch you climb things all day if it werent for her instinctive response of grabbing whatever you need to prevent the risk of you falling a single inch life or death to you let’s be real

- while out with her and Podrick, with an established friendship, Pod jokes about how different your view of the world must be from Brienne’s and that you should get on her shoulders to see the world on a whole new level

- and Brienne is so game bc tysm Podrick for giving her an excuse to lift you up tytyty she is forever in your debt and will never snap at you ever again

- she is so gentle when she does lift you up, acutely aware of how big her hands are on your body as she places you on a high enough tree stump for you to then climb on her shoulders

- you are literally up there for 4 seconds before your fear of heights kicks in and you are begging to be back on ground level lol

- and Brienne is all 🥺🥺🥺 omg did not mean to scare u bb

- but then you express how beautiful the world must be to her, seeing so much of it like she can all the time, and that every time you look at her you’ll remember the glimpse you got into her world and needless to say she is just IN LOVE

- but let’s not get it twisted, just because you’re short DOES NOT MEAN you will not go feral if someone tries to hurt Brienne with words or violence

- you’ll go ham in your own way. like an angry rodent

- and it doesnt matter that 99% of the time Brienne grabs you before you can commit any crimes and you are left a flailing ball of small limbs in her arms that are barely even trying to hold you back, it’s the sentiment

- as the two of you get closer, Brienne only grows more protective of you

- and if you think she’ll tolerate other people making jokes at the expense of your height, you’d probably better check the pile of bodies with sword-shaped stab wounds on the boat sailing out to sea

- once your friendship transcends into a romantic relationship, the height-related petnames come in

- Brienne cant help herself from calling you “little one”, “little love”, “little dove”, “little angel”, you are too precious to her in every possible way

- your knightly lady will take ANY excuse to swing you up into her arms and carry you around

- and she loves nothing more than holding you as you drift off to sleep, completely shielding you from all harm and keeping you warm from even the harshest winter

- but she also treasures the nights when you hold her, your smaller hands drawing gentle patterns on the side of her face and running through her hair as she rests her head against your chest, feeling safe and secure and loved in ways that only you have ever made her feel

- overall, she would love you no matter your height, but when you look up at her from your place approximately 4 inches from the ground, she knows there a few things she could adore more

#brienne of tarth x reader #brienne of tarth #brienne of tarth imagine #game of thrones #game of thrones x reader #game of thrones imagine #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #imagines #headcannon #headcannons #x reader

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